<?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-7403111551764453325</id><updated>2011-07-31T09:48:14.623+08:00</updated><category term='m'/><category term='Book&apos;s Review'/><category term='Sejarah Aku'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='Farrah Yasmeen'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='My Family'/><category term='Movie&apos;s Review'/><category term='Interesting reading'/><category term='Water Rafting'/><category term='My Experiment with SLR'/><category term='Diari'/><category term='Lyrics'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='Rayer'/><title type='text'>JOY : INSIDE MY HEAD</title><subtitle type='html'>My journal whenever I got that tiny winy time..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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di perut&lt;br /&gt;Selalu pecah di mulut&lt;br /&gt;Biar mati adat&lt;br /&gt;Jangan mati anak.&lt;br /&gt;Melayu di tanah Semenanjung luas maknanya:&lt;br /&gt;Jawa itu Melayu, Bugis itu Melayu&lt;br /&gt;Banjar juga disebut Melayu&lt;br /&gt;Minangkabau memang Melayu&lt;br /&gt;Keturunan Acheh adalah Melayu&lt;br /&gt;Jakun dan Sakai asli Melayu&lt;br /&gt;Arab dan Pakistani, semua Melayu&lt;br /&gt;Mamak dan Malbari serap ke Melayu&lt;br /&gt;Malah mua’alaf bertakrif Melayu(Setelah disunat anunya itu)&lt;br /&gt;Dalam sejarahnya&lt;br /&gt;Melayu itu pengembara lautan&lt;br /&gt;Melorongkan jalur sejarah zaman&lt;br /&gt;Begitu luas daerah sempadan&lt;br /&gt;Sayangnya kini segala kehilangan&lt;br /&gt;Melayu itu kaya falsafahnya&lt;br /&gt;Kias kata bidal pusaka&lt;br /&gt;Akar budi bersulamkan daya&lt;br /&gt;Gedung akal laut bicara&lt;br /&gt;Malangnya Melayu itu kuat bersorak&lt;br /&gt;Terlalu ghairah pesta temasya&lt;br /&gt;Sedangkan kampung telah tergadai&lt;br /&gt;Sawah sejalur tinggal sejengkal&lt;br /&gt;Tanah sebidang mudah terjual&lt;br /&gt;Meski telah memiliki telaga&lt;br /&gt;Tangan masih memegang tali&lt;br /&gt;Sedang orang mencapai timba&lt;br /&gt;Berbuahlah pisang tiga kali&lt;br /&gt;Melayu itu masih bermimpi&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun sudah mengenal universiti&lt;br /&gt;Masih berdagang di rumah sendiri&lt;br /&gt;Berkelahi cara Melayu&lt;br /&gt;Menikam dengan pantun&lt;br /&gt;Menyanggah dengan senyum&lt;br /&gt;Marahnya dengan diam&lt;br /&gt;Merendah bukan menyembah&lt;br /&gt;Meninggi bukan melonjak.&lt;br /&gt;Watak Melayu menolak permusuhan&lt;br /&gt;Setia dan sabar tiada sempadan&lt;br /&gt;Tapi jika marah tak nampak telinga&lt;br /&gt;Musuh dicari ke lubang cacing&lt;br /&gt;Tak dapat tanduk telinga dijinjing&lt;br /&gt;Maruah dan agama dihina jangan&lt;br /&gt;Hebat amuknya tak kenal lawan&lt;br /&gt;Berdamai cara Melayu indah sekali&lt;br /&gt;Silaturrahim hati yang murni&lt;br /&gt;Maaf diungkap senantiasa bersahut&lt;br /&gt;Tangan diulur sentiasa bersambut&lt;br /&gt;Luka pun tidak lagi berparut&lt;br /&gt;Baiknya hati Melayu itu tak terbandingkan&lt;br /&gt;Segala yang ada sanggup diberikan&lt;br /&gt;Sehingga tercipta sebuah kiasan:&lt;br /&gt;“Dagang lalu nasi ditanakkan&lt;br /&gt;Suami pulang lapar tak makan&lt;br /&gt;Kera di hutan disusu-susukan&lt;br /&gt;Anak di pangkuan mati kebuluran”&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimanakah Melayu abad dua puluh satu&lt;br /&gt;Masihkan tunduk tersipu-sipu?&lt;br /&gt;Jangan takut melanggar pantang&lt;br /&gt;Jika pantang menghalang kemajuan&lt;br /&gt;Jangan segan menentang larangan&lt;br /&gt;Jika yakin kepada kebenaran&lt;br /&gt;Jangan malu mengucapkan keyakinan&lt;br /&gt;Jika percaya kepada keadilan.&lt;br /&gt;Jadilah bangsa yang bijaksana&lt;br /&gt;Memegang tali memegang timba&lt;br /&gt;Memiliki ekonomi mencipta budaya&lt;br /&gt;Menjadi tuan di negara Merdeka&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-5711203156528319796</id><published>2010-04-03T14:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T14:27:43.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jakarta - Bandung - Ciater - Tangkubang Perahu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bfpikUPzI/AAAAAAAAAQY/kXw6I4cOJOg/s1600/_MG_1868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455793903352692530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bfpikUPzI/AAAAAAAAAQY/kXw6I4cOJOg/s320/_MG_1868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bfpCQggxI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/gND3P-NJzmo/s1600/IMG_2231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455793894679675666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bfpCQggxI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/gND3P-NJzmo/s320/IMG_2231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bfoZqzTZI/AAAAAAAAAQI/LTzznw5R9v8/s1600/_MG_2156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455793883784105362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bfoZqzTZI/AAAAAAAAAQI/LTzznw5R9v8/s320/_MG_2156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bfHQJf43I/AAAAAAAAAPw/TxaKrk-T6Uc/s1600/_MG_2255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455793314292818802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bfHQJf43I/AAAAAAAAAPw/TxaKrk-T6Uc/s320/_MG_2255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7beHiIPMaI/AAAAAAAAAPo/sQMnpZ4hsZM/s1600/_MG_2173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455792219607740834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7beHiIPMaI/AAAAAAAAAPo/sQMnpZ4hsZM/s320/_MG_2173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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term='My Experiment with SLR'/><title type='text'>Damai Laut - Pahang - Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bcFtwznwI/AAAAAAAAAPg/e_KaWqH6UJk/s1600/_MG_1765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455789989347696386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bcFtwznwI/AAAAAAAAAPg/e_KaWqH6UJk/s320/_MG_1765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FarrahYasmeen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bcFQ4Jk_I/AAAAAAAAAPY/vxwDPEYoi3M/s1600/_MG_1781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455789981593867250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bcFQ4Jk_I/AAAAAAAAAPY/vxwDPEYoi3M/s320/_MG_1781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Harris Danniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bbVuCb1jI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/W1vx73D9L6s/s1600/_MG_1801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455789164787914290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bbVuCb1jI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/W1vx73D9L6s/s320/_MG_1801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bbVKjC0kI/AAAAAAAAAPI/5zLqQfDITw0/s1600/_MG_1805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455789155261010498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bbVKjC0kI/AAAAAAAAAPI/5zLqQfDITw0/s320/_MG_1805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEWARE !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bbUuMgklI/AAAAAAAAAPA/pUfO_uDyg0I/s1600/Pictures2009+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455789147650298450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bbUuMgklI/AAAAAAAAAPA/pUfO_uDyg0I/s320/Pictures2009+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damai Laut - Picture taken from our hotel room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bayATXD4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/I2aRDVTjJ-E/s1600/Pictures2009+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455788551215452034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7bayATXD4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/I2aRDVTjJ-E/s320/Pictures2009+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view - Taken from the pool side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7baxg7sa4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/El2VK6D0Jnc/s1600/_MG_1843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455788542794689410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7baxg7sa4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/El2VK6D0Jnc/s320/_MG_1843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My son...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7baxLAqBhI/AAAAAAAAAOo/tBQrXI0KZlQ/s1600/_MG_1776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455788536909923858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S7baxLAqBhI/AAAAAAAAAOo/tBQrXI0KZlQ/s320/_MG_1776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No idea..just wanna to snap..But I love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-7019606078229008597?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/7019606078229008597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=7019606078229008597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/7019606078229008597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Experiment with SLR'/><title type='text'>Pictures taken from my SLR Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S0mnTcSCL2I/AAAAAAAAANo/v50njYw4LHk/s1600-h/IMG_2658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425051178595659618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S0mnTcSCL2I/AAAAAAAAANo/v50njYw4LHk/s320/IMG_2658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the first pic taken after I bought my SLR Camera from the balcony of my house in Shah Alam, Selangor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425053111809262018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S0mpD-EEwcI/AAAAAAAAANw/w_5WAVj3uXc/s320/Masjid+S.Alam.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masjid Shah Alam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425054670455689394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S0mqeseV0LI/AAAAAAAAAN4/1CSsLUHgrAY/s320/IMG_2315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just love the green colour in this pic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425057434082692946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S0ms_jyXT1I/AAAAAAAAAOA/muAtMJNT3SQ/s320/Pictures2009+201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mix of colour that made me took this pic. This is initially my wife's cooking project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425059000765883682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S0muawIvpSI/AAAAAAAAAOI/fbVSQ_8VpEk/s320/Pictures2009+339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I LOVE U TOO.....My wife's Baking Project. Anybody from Klang Valey interested in the cake do PM me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425059836156242834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S0mvLYNU65I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/t9M8Y4n_FpQ/s320/Pictures2009+289.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Wedding Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425060781901889490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S0mwCbYqP9I/AAAAAAAAAOY/ktGLcEGRIfQ/s320/Bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bears and Cake?...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425061692657119538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S0mw3cNoMTI/AAAAAAAAAOg/pa1MjkQe8oY/s320/Raya09+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yummy...Cup Cakes..Also done by my wife..... Does it look great!... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-5556623829394383104?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/5556623829394383104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=5556623829394383104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/5556623829394383104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/5556623829394383104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2010/01/pictures-taken-from-my-slr-camera.html' title='Pictures taken from my SLR Camera'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/S0mnTcSCL2I/AAAAAAAAANo/v50njYw4LHk/s72-c/IMG_2658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-2252681383774964001</id><published>2009-12-28T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T16:30:10.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>Sex And It's Benefits</title><content type='html'>I found an article about sex and its benefits, and wow reading it makes me really horny hahaha, When you're in the mood, it's a sure bet that the last thing on your mind is boosting your immune system or maintaining a healthy weight. Yet good sex offers those health benefits and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. SEX RELIEVES STRESS. A big health benefit of sex is lower blood pressure and overall stress reduction, according to researchers who studied 24 women and 22 men who kept records of their sexual activity. These subjects were then exposed to stressful situations, such as speaking in public and doing verbal arithmetic, and noted their blood pressure response to stress.Those who had intercourse had better response to stress than those who engage in other sexual behaviors or abstained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. SEX BOOSTS IMMUNITY. Good sexual health may mean better physical health. Having sex once or twice a week has been linked with higher levels of an antibody called immunoglobulin A, which can protects you from getting colds and other infections.3. SEX BURNS CALORIES. Thirty minutes of sex burns 85 calories or more. It may not sound like much, but it adds up: 42 half-hour sessions will burn 3,570 calories, more than enough to lose a pound. Doubling up, you could drop that pound in 21 long sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. SEX IMPROVES CARDIOVASCULAR HEALTH. While some older folks may worry that the efforts expended during sex could cause a stroke, that's not so, scientists found frequency of sex was not associated with stroke in the 914 men they followed for 20 years. The heart health benefits of sex don't end there. The researcher's also found that having sex twice or more a week reduced the risk of fatal heart attack by half for the men, compared with those who had sex less than a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. SEX BOOSTS SELF-ESTEEM. Boosting self-esteem was one of 237 reasons people have sex, according to a study done by University of Texas researchers. It was found that those who already have self-esteem say they sometimes have sex to feel even better. Great sex begins with self-esteem, and it raises it. If the sex is loving, connected, and what you want raises it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. SEX IMPROVES INTIMACY. Having sex and orgasms increases levels of the hormone oxytocin, the so called love hormone, which helps us bond and build trust. Researchers evaluated 59 perimenopausal woman before and after warm contacts with their husbands and partners ending with hugs. They found that the more contact, the higher the oxytocin levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. SEX REDUCES PAIN. As the hormone oxytocin surges, endorphins increase and pain declines. So if your headache, arthritis pain seem to improve after sex, you can thank those higher oxytocin levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. SEX REDUCES PROSTATE CANCER RISK. Frequent ejaculations, especially in 20 something men, may reduce the risk of prostate cancer later in life. Researchers followed men diagnosed with prostate cancer and those without, they found no association of prostate cancer with the number of sexual partners as the men reached their 30's, 40's and 50's. But they found men who had five or more ejaculations weekly-while in their 20's reduced their risk of getting prostate cancer latter by a third. Another research found that frequent ejaculations, 21 or more a month, were linked to lower prostate cancer risk in older men, as well, compared with less frequent ejaculations of 4-7 monthly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. SEX STRENGTHENS PELVIC FLOOR MUSCLES. For women, doing few pelvic floor muscles exercises known as Kegels during sex offers a couple benefits. You will enjoy more pleasure, and you'll also strengthen the area and help to minimize the risk on incontinence later in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. SEX HELPS YOU SLEEP BETTER. The oxytocin released during orgasm also promotes sleep, according to research. And getting enough sleep has been linked with a host of other good things, such as maintaining a healthy weight and blood pressure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-2252681383774964001?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/2252681383774964001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=2252681383774964001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2252681383774964001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2252681383774964001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/12/sex-and-its-benefits.html' title='Sex And It&apos;s Benefits'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-6954688458508708267</id><published>2009-12-28T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T16:25:23.233+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>6 Ways To Loose Weight</title><content type='html'>Feeling heavy now a days, do you easily get tired. Go to the gym and exercise, but? theres one problem, you don't have the budget to go to the gym, here are list of easy and effective ways to loose weight and not be a burden in your pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Eat slowly and chew your food well. Two studies - one from Japan and another from the University of Rhode Island. Found that eating slowly helps with weight loss. Females included in the research who took time to chew their food and paused between bites consumed 80 fewer calories per meal compared to those who ate fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Eat the "lite" version. Switch to lower calorie versions of the food you crave. EAt low fat ice cream or feast on reduced fat cheese. Don't eat fried when you can go grilled. Or boiled. Or steamed. Eat fruit instead of cake. Use vinegar and oil to dress your salad instead of gooey mayonnaise based dressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Share your food. It's the nice thing to do. Big portion meals are the trend these days. But you don't have to finish what on you're plate. Why not split the food with a friend or family? That includes your drink and dessert too. And here's the bonus: it's also half the cost. It's warm and intimate too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Walk, don't ride. Park your car at the back of the lot. Get off the bus a few stops earlier. Hike the mall. Take the stairs every chance you get. Enjoy a post dinner stroll. The American Heart Association says walking conditions the heart and lungs when performed at the proper intensity for 30 to 60 minutes 3-4 times a week. The faster your heart rate(and the longer you keep it there), the quicker you will loose weight too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Dance, dance, dance! Move it, move it, move it. Don't just watch TV, tone up when you watch your favorite show. Dance to the music when you watch American Idol, Are You The Next Best Star or MTV. Lift soda cans or water bottles instead of drinking them to make bicep curls or tricep dips. It doesn't matter what you do, so long as you're up and active. Stay on the move for at least 15 minutes. You'll see the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Drink lots of water. A glass of water every hour will do you wonders. You'll eat less without feeling hungry. The large amount of water intake will also protect you against any unwanted body waste. It helps digestion too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Finally Participate in Loose Weight Programme..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-6954688458508708267?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/6954688458508708267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=6954688458508708267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6954688458508708267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6954688458508708267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/12/6-ways-to-loose-weight.html' title='6 Ways To Loose Weight'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-2632213137315581949</id><published>2009-12-28T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T16:23:00.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>Metabolism</title><content type='html'>Metabolism, involves a complex network of hormones and enzymes that not only convert food into fuel but also affect how efficiently you burn that fuel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process of metabolism establishes the rate at which we burn our calories and, ultimately, how quickly we gain weight or how easily we lose it. Of course, not everyone burns calories at the same rate.So here are 5 easy ways to improve your metabolism:&lt;br /&gt;1. Do not skip breakfast. The morning meal jump-starts you metabolism and helps to prevent binging later in the day. Breakfast should include complex carbohydrates like whole grain(granola or oatmeal) with protein and fat(low fat milk or yogurt).&lt;br /&gt;2. Eat more often. Get into the habit of eating every three or four hours, or at least four times a day. Eating frequently stabilizes blood sugar. When you go many hours without eating, the body tends to slow the effect of energy and causes difficulty maintaining your weight loss.&lt;br /&gt;3. Eat protein at every meal. Protein helps reduce your appetite. It takes mote time and energy to digest. Research shows that eating more protein can help you loose weight without cutting calories. Try these protein possibilities: chicken fillet on whole wheat pita, vegetarian pasta or pizza, fruits and nuts, or protein bar that contain 12 or more grams of protein.&lt;br /&gt;4. Stay away from snacks. Many of us take a quick snack for energy when feeling tired. But do not confuse a certain fatigue with hunger. If you are tired, walk 15-20 minutes. This will increase your heart rate and give you an energy boost. Follow with a full glass of cold water. If you're really hungry, have a protein-rich complex carbohydrates as a snack-wheat crackers with peanut butter or cheese.&lt;br /&gt;5. Consume enough for your body's needs. Eating too little slows you body's metabolism the same way if you rarely eat. If you want to lose weight, don't cut calories too drastically. Instead, cut some of the extras in food such as soft drinks, fruit juices, fresh or packaged products. Processed foods end to be high in fat and calories and low in vitamins, minerals and fiber.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-2632213137315581949?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/2632213137315581949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=2632213137315581949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2632213137315581949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2632213137315581949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/12/metabolism.html' title='Metabolism'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-245016066426530114</id><published>2009-12-28T16:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T16:21:41.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>High Blood Preassure</title><content type='html'>Are you having problems with high blood pressure? It will do you good if you cut down on sodium. Studies shows that while 2,400 mg is the recommended daily intake of sodium, those who eat less than 1,500 mg a day had improved blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some tips to improve your blood pressure:&lt;br /&gt;Most of your sodium intake comes in the form of table salt(sodium chloride). Salt can come in other forms like sodium benzoate or sodium citrate. Read food labels and choose those that contain less salt.&lt;br /&gt;Add little or no salt when cooking your food. Also, avoid adding salt to food served on your table.&lt;br /&gt;Use herbs and spices to season your food. Onions, garlic, parsley, lemon and lime juice and rind, basil, tarragon, marjoram, thyme, curry powder, cumin, paprika, vinegar, celery, red pepper, yellow pepper, green pepper and wine are just some things you can add to enhance the flavor and aroma of foods.&lt;br /&gt;Choose fresh foods over canned or packaged foods as much as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-245016066426530114?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/245016066426530114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=245016066426530114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/245016066426530114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/245016066426530114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/12/high-blood-preassure.html' title='High Blood Preassure'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-8480383115492604215</id><published>2009-12-28T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T16:20:20.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>Want To Have A Flatten Belly</title><content type='html'>Here is a nice article i found on a magazine. Which states that there are certain foods and styles of eating that can help you flatten your belly. It isn't just giving up on carbohydrates and munching on rabbit food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Give me a C. Research says that food rich in Vitamin C, such as citrus, cantaloupe and red pepper, reduces fat absorption. You can meet your daily Vitamin C intake of 75 milligrams by snacking on an orange or a cup of strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Tea up. Women with the highest consumption of catechins, the plant based antioxidants in tea that may boost fat burn, put on fewer pounds than those who drank less tea. The green or white varieties contain the most catechins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Peel it off. Banana, which contains 422 mg of potassium, controls the amount of puff producing sodium in your system. snack on a banana and you'll banish bloat fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Go low. A meal of low glycemic index foods, which the body digests slowly, makes you feelfuller. These includes oatmeal's, vegetables and some fruits like grapefruits and blueberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Stroll away your sweet craving. Can't resist chocolates? A little dark chocolate is fine, but if you've already hit your limit, it's time to lace up your sneakers! a 15 minute walk is reported to reduce yearning of sweets during and even after the walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Ditch high fructose corn syrup. Research suggests that high fructose corn syrup causes a surge in blood sugar and messes up your hunger and satiety signals, leaving you less satisfied and causing you to eat more. The extra calories you eat get deposited as fat. So next time you shop, scan labels and trade packaged foods with high fructose corn syrup for ones with healthy fats and fiber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Snap your snack. Take a photo of everything you eat for five days and chances are, you will consume fewer snacks and less likely to go back for seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If it is still not working, try any Diet suppliments..hihihi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-8480383115492604215?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/8480383115492604215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=8480383115492604215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/8480383115492604215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/8480383115492604215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/12/want-to-have-flatten-belly.html' title='Want To Have A Flatten Belly'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-3080723869983011644</id><published>2009-12-28T16:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T16:16:09.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>In Laws - Tips On Improving your Relationship</title><content type='html'>Having problems with your relationship with your in laws? here are some tips to help you improve it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Be realistic&lt;/strong&gt;. You have to accept that if there is anything you don't like about your in laws behavior, you cannot change it. Only they can change it. But you can change how you react to their behavior. So focus on your part and accept them as they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Understand the deeper issues&lt;/strong&gt;. You might think you just don't mesh well with each other, but sometimes there may be deeper reasons why you and your in laws cannot seem to get close. For example, your in laws coldness toward you could be because they feel threatened losing their son or daughter to you. Try to understand where they are coming from and bridge the gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Make an effort to get to know you in laws better&lt;/strong&gt;. It might be initially awkward to do this but it will get easier as time goes on. Invite them to lunch or call them. Get to know the persons behind the facade they present to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Stay out of fights between your spouse and his family&lt;/strong&gt;. As much as possible, let your spouse handle any difficult subject or confrontation with his or her family and relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Make you in laws feel welcome in your home&lt;/strong&gt;. Treat them as valued members of the family, which they truly are, instead of inspector-generals, which is how you might feel. Your warmth and hospitality will rub off on them and improve your relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-3080723869983011644?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/3080723869983011644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=3080723869983011644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/3080723869983011644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/3080723869983011644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-laws-tips-on-improving-your.html' title='In Laws - Tips On Improving your Relationship'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-8160778174403592947</id><published>2009-12-28T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T16:13:11.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>How To Avoid Isolation In Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0v4Iw2CD9xM/SxcQe8o3lFI/AAAAAAAADww/bmKIMCLEfnk/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a nice article which can help those married couples. Ever played hide and seek as a child? The game continues even in marriage i our desire to hide and avoid getting hurt. So how do couples avoid isolation in marriage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Seek God by regularly praying together as a couple. According to author Dennis Rainey, prayerlesness and selfishness are co-conspirators against oneness in marriage. In doing this, you are able to build a bridge of understanding between your spouse and you, forgive one another, and pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Seek one another, faithfully. Two people in marriage relationship have areas where they just don't automatically come together. It is imperative that you don't allow your mate to hide but that you seek him or her out. Don't live by feelings and give up, but live by faith and seek him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Seek to defeat the enemy together. Your mate is not your enemy. Never forget that you are at war and that your marriage is not taking place on a romantic balcony, but a spiritual battlefield.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-8160778174403592947?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/8160778174403592947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=8160778174403592947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/8160778174403592947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/8160778174403592947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-to-avoid-isolation-in-marriage.html' title='How To Avoid Isolation In Marriage'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-641829891488429018</id><published>2009-12-28T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T16:11:08.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>How To Avoid Conflicts Between You And Partner</title><content type='html'>If you want your love life to be successful, here are some relationship don'ts to keep in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't try to change your partner. People who say, "If he/she loves me, then he/she will change" will soon find out how destructive this is in a relationship. If you love someone, you have to accept them - flaws and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't reject your partner to protect yourself. Those who feel the need to protect themselves by rejecting someone they love out of fear of being rejected need to sort out personal issues. If they feel they can't hold on to their partner, they have to first learn to accept themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't expect your partner to be a mind reader. Communication is the lifeblood of relationships. A woman who thinks her man should know her needs is putting unrealistic burdens on him. Know what you want, ask for it clearly, and be ready to accept a yes or no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't think that it's your partner's role to make you happy. Your happiness is your responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Don't accuse your man of refusing to talk. Men will talk when they feel safe under the right circumstances. Don't coerce them into a dialogue if they're not ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-641829891488429018?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/641829891488429018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=641829891488429018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/641829891488429018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/641829891488429018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-to-avoid-conflicts-between-you-and.html' title='How To Avoid Conflicts Between You And Partner'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-2674664514028860586</id><published>2009-12-28T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T16:04:13.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie&apos;s Review'/><title type='text'>There's Something Abourt Mary</title><content type='html'>One of the most funniest movie in the 90s, this movie help catapult Ben Stiller and Cameron Diaz careers to new heights. The movie is outright hilarious and heartwarming.The story is about Ted(Ben Stiller) who met a beautiful girl Mary(Cameron Diaz) during his teenage years. Their romance falls a short though as Ted accidentally got his xxx caught in his zipper, which result being carried off in an ambulance, never to see Mary again.Thirteen years later, Ted decides to track down Mary, and have a second chance with his dream girl. He hires a private eye, Pat Healy(Matt Dillon) to find her for him. Pat finds Mary whose all grown up and was way hotter than before. Pat decides he wants to date her. He stalks her, finds out everything she wants in a man, and poses as just that. Meanwhile, Ted has been led to believe that Mary has become fat white trash in a wheelchair.As the story goes along almost every man in the story tried to make a move on Mary.The movie maybe in the 90s but it still give me the laugh every time i saw it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-2674664514028860586?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/2674664514028860586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=2674664514028860586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2674664514028860586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2674664514028860586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/12/theres-something-abourt-mary.html' title='There&apos;s Something Abourt Mary'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-49050291929989359</id><published>2009-12-28T15:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T15:48:18.880+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>1,2,3,4, - Aris Ariwatan</title><content type='html'>Satu... kasih yg abadi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiada tandingi dia yang satu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dua... sayang berpanjangan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Membawa ke syurga kasihnya ibu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiga... lapar dan dahaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rela berpayahan setianya ayah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empat... mudah kau ketemu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berhati selalu beza antara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasih dan kekasih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu kuingat dahulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menyisir rambut ku kemas selalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayah menghantar ke sekolah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bergunalah ilmu bila dewasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang dengar lagu ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk kau sandarkan buat pedoman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan manis terus ditelan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pahit terus dibuang... itu bidalan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harus kau renungkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagu ini mengimbau kenangan aku masa zaman sekolah dulu...Waktu dan ketika hanya untuk berseronok...Entah macamana aku boleh teringat lagu nie..Browse internet dan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-49050291929989359?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/49050291929989359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=49050291929989359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/49050291929989359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/49050291929989359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/12/satu.html' title='1,2,3,4, - Aris Ariwatan'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-7953067607226610121</id><published>2009-09-11T14:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T16:05:20.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie&apos;s Review'/><title type='text'>Ayat-Ayat Cinta</title><content type='html'>"Ayat Ayat Cinta" (Verses Of Love) was adapted from the best-selling novel by Habiburrahman Al Shirazi about love within the confines of Islam. The film follows the travails of a poor but bright Indonesian student named Fahri, who was given the opportunity to study at Egypt's prestigious Al Azhar University. The young lad is at the top of his class, respected by his peers and admired by many young ladies who are taken by his kindness, esteem but most of all, religious approach to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Egypt, Fahri is neighbours with a Christian girl named Maria. Fahri's humility and patient nature attracts Maria to the teachings of the Quran, and it was this that watered the seed for her buried attraction towards Fahri. However, their friendship remains platonic – at least only to Fahri – but as a typical male, Fahri displays moments of vulnerability when around her, but it is those little moments of weakness that makes Fahri a wholesome character.&lt;br /&gt;Fahri then meets Aisha on a train, whose mysterious eyes and unbiased nature captures his heart from the moment he saw her. He pursues her based on religious rites, which includes attending a taa'ruf (a Muslim custom where potential partners are properly introduced for marriage and witnessed by family members). He also sees Aisha's face underneath her veil for the first time at the taa'ruf which becomes a nerve-wrecking situation for him, for the honour of seeing a woman's face lies only with her husband and family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With his impromptu marriage to Aisha, the other women in Fahri's life are left shattered, including Maria, his university mate Nurul who also harbours feelings for him, and Noura, a girl who feels indebted to him for saving her from her abusive father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indonesian films are never dry with drama and what followed after his marriage are twists and turns which include a false accusation of rape, as well as the touchy subject of polygamy. Many scenes are too dramatic to look genuine but the backdrop of idyllic Egypt and impeccable music score sets the perfect atmosphere for a religious love story. The storyline is engaging and poetic but would have been indistinctive if it wasn't for the religious subject matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performances complemented the picture with authenticity, although the minor characters failed to project a sense of realism or even seriousness to the film, which sadly tarnishes the overall presentation. While the story will keep you alert, the cinematography was too clinical to be considered actual. Scenes were overdramatised with lighting, while some takes struggle with continuity. Although this film was shot in areas of Egypt, most scenes only manage to look like film sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, "Ayat Ayat Cinta" is nothing less than a gorgeous love story with a difference. It plants a good dose of emotional turmoil and the anguish of dealing with extremes – all while staying very close to the teachings of Islam and how Muslims deal with situations which are sometimes beyond their control. In the end, it all boils down to religion and faith in God. If you've ever wondered – or even been curious – about Islam, this film is a good place to start learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is I'm not a fan of this story but it's worth it, "Ayat-ayat Cinta" song by Rossa is one of the best song ever sang by an artist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-7953067607226610121?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/7953067607226610121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=7953067607226610121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/7953067607226610121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/7953067607226610121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/09/ayat-ayat-cinta.html' title='Ayat-Ayat Cinta'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-2365374275737004647</id><published>2009-09-11T12:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T14:53:13.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie&apos;s Review'/><title type='text'>Bolt</title><content type='html'>Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Even with all the hype over animation films all slowly turning 3-D, "Bolt" in regular 2-D will not fail to entertain you any less than the fancier version. This new Disney adventure comedy cranks up the fun, laughter, action and emotions, whilst introducing fresh personalities into the world of animation, as opposed to milking out more cash with sure-win sequels. As predicted, Bolt the dog is stunning to the very detail of the animal's fur and the colour combo. A quaint pet shop was the focus of the beginning and the surroundings were so beautifully believable; and not long after a familiar Pixar animated human came into view, the start of the long journey for Bolt begins!&lt;br /&gt;In the movie, Bolt (Travolta) is a dog who has its own action TV series, starring together with his owner, Penny (Miley Cyrus). The two make a great team battling evildoers. Bolt's two companions in his incredible journey, Mittens the cat and Rhino the TV-obsessed hamster both came off pretty believable and yet fantastical. Cynical Mittens tries to convince Bolt that he is not a super dog but on the other hand Rhino has different ideas. I have to admit, Rhino was pretty annoying at first but then his bubbly acts of cuteness and obsession with action films makes him a great laugh as he mimics them. Apart from these three characters, the various pigeons in the film deliver great wit, reminding me of the penguins in "Madagascar". As with every superhero (or super dog), all have their "kryptonite" and it's amusing to discover what Bolt believes to be his personal weak spot! Absolutely hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, I didn't expect to get all weepy in an animation film. However, the man's-best-friend thing sure tugged at a few heartstrings. I guess when films involve animals, there is bound to be something really touching in the end. And my son kept playing this movie 25hours a day 8 days a week. Hihiih&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-2365374275737004647?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/2365374275737004647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=2365374275737004647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2365374275737004647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2365374275737004647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/09/bolt.html' title='Bolt'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-9183513799953528772</id><published>2009-09-04T14:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T14:52:29.163+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie&apos;s Review'/><title type='text'>Braveheart</title><content type='html'>William Wallace is a Scottish rebel who leads an uprising against the cruel English ruler Edward the Longshanks, who wishes to inherit the crown of Scotland for himself. When he was a young boy, William Wallace's father and brother, along with many others, lost their lives trying to free Scotland. Once he loses another of his loved ones, William Wallace begins his long quest to make Scotland free once and for all, along with the assistance of Robert the Bruce.This movie inspire with a lot. By watching this movie I can felt something that you can't said..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-9183513799953528772?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/9183513799953528772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=9183513799953528772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/9183513799953528772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/9183513799953528772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/09/braveheart.html' title='Braveheart'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-1805287082173534207</id><published>2009-09-04T10:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:59:32.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Every Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SqCCc31bivI/AAAAAAAAANc/MhhhfWreM2w/s1600-h/uyhqdqwg[1].jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377441387616373490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SqCCc31bivI/AAAAAAAAANc/MhhhfWreM2w/s200/uyhqdqwg%5B1%5D.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My frame of mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropped from top to ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In here every single line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Represent thousand feelings in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specially at the silence midnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind will get madness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the thing that can't be imagine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erase the memory that can't be erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut off all nerve connection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snip off all bloody vascular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Become a puppet figure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit down in front of the computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type the senselessness characters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will never over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until all is over&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/7403111551764453325-1805287082173534207?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/1805287082173534207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=1805287082173534207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/1805287082173534207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/1805287082173534207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/09/every-night.html' title='Every Night'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SqCCc31bivI/AAAAAAAAANc/MhhhfWreM2w/s72-c/uyhqdqwg%5B1%5D.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-4790309584543405504</id><published>2009-08-24T13:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T14:05:24.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SELAMAT BERPUASA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SpItcTqR5cI/AAAAAAAAANU/qI01QUIK30s/s1600-h/ramadan12a.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373407269743617474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SpItcTqR5cI/AAAAAAAAANU/qI01QUIK30s/s200/ramadan12a.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rasanya masih belum terlambat lagi untuk aku mengucapkan Selamat Menyambut Ibadah Puasa kepada rakan-rakan dan taulan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373405382688324674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SpIrud1PPEI/AAAAAAAAANM/AlQHM2h_kkw/s200/ramadhan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-4790309584543405504?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/4790309584543405504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=4790309584543405504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/4790309584543405504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/4790309584543405504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/08/selamat-berpuasa.html' title='SELAMAT BERPUASA'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SpItcTqR5cI/AAAAAAAAANU/qI01QUIK30s/s72-c/ramadan12a.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-3186127975649511984</id><published>2009-08-03T15:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T15:46:55.351+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family'/><title type='text'>SMILE</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365638118632390034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SnaTcMZg_ZI/AAAAAAAAANE/7000XOS7GY8/s200/IMG_4368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smile..&lt;br /&gt;its a simple things&lt;br /&gt;give something big&lt;br /&gt;and you will going crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile..&lt;br /&gt;it`s not a lie..&lt;br /&gt;it`s come from inside..&lt;br /&gt;if you truly mean it to somebody...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile..&lt;br /&gt;it`s just for a while...&lt;br /&gt;but will be remember the rest of our live...&lt;br /&gt;because love inside a smile...&lt;br /&gt;is a peace of power from God...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: aku akan selalu tersenyum bila aku teringatkan mereka...dan aku akan menangis sambil tersenyum teringatkan senyuman mereka...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/7403111551764453325-3186127975649511984?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/3186127975649511984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=3186127975649511984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/3186127975649511984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/3186127975649511984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/08/smile.html' title='SMILE'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SnaTcMZg_ZI/AAAAAAAAANE/7000XOS7GY8/s72-c/IMG_4368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-2587909928167596394</id><published>2009-07-31T16:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T16:28:17.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie&apos;s Review'/><title type='text'>Slumdog Millionnaire</title><content type='html'>Stereotyping of Indians come with exceptional camera and allied technical specifications in the Oscar winning Slumdog Millionaire. The movie relates each question in the Indian version of 'Who Wants To Be A Millionaire' to the life of Jamal Malik (Dev Patel) in his journey to find his lady love Latika (Frieda Pinto). The direction inputs are offered by Danny Boyle. It has perfect contrast in presentation of sky high buildings, the Hindu deity Lord Rama, angry mob killing mercilessly at Muslim dominated area, call centres and Jamal Malik - the Chaiwala. The movie is based on the debut Novel "Q &amp;amp; A" written by Vikas Swarup.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JEf_SZdixT0/Scn4HGY6d7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/IGXjKe0ZGnU/s1600-h/SlumdogMillionaire.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding her is not that easy, but the hero braves all odds. It begins with the last Rs 20 Million question and a flashback to his childhood.The unfortunate part is Jamal's brother Salim, who stabs his trust by first leaving childhood love Latika while running from a centre meant to train kids to become experts in begging. They ran just before Jamal's eyes were to be spooned out! Second when Jamal found her again, his brother kept Latika in captivity.&lt;br /&gt;SM has the Taj Mahal, to a kid whose eyes were spooned out pose them to fetch better Alms. From brothels, world of gangsters and of course a ray of hope, exactly its the show 'Who Wants To Be A Millionaire'. The show host (played by Anil Kapoor) feds in wrong answer to a question Jamal did not know the answer to. Still Jamal chooses the right answer.This gets the host to consider that Jamal might be a fraud, cheat, and hands him over to the Police. The contention behind his arrest was, you see Doctors, Engineers, Lawyers do not go beyond Rs. 16,000, what can a slumdog possibly know?? The slumdog was on Rs. 10 Million! Jamal manages to comes out clean based on the narration of explanation about how he knew answer to each of those questions. And he knew that a 100 dollar note has Benjamin Franklin, but did not know that a Rs. 1000 note has Mahatma Gandhi on it. During the night in police custody, he braved the electric shocks, and sticks while being tied to the roof.Its not money but the belief that Latika would be watching, takes him on the show. She watched and managed to gain Salim's mercy and runs away from the clutches of the gangster. At last they meet, in a safer place. Salim is dead, and Javed Bhai (the gangster) too has been killed. The movie ends with a safe place for Latika and Jamal. With an optimism to be together forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-2587909928167596394?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/2587909928167596394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=2587909928167596394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2587909928167596394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2587909928167596394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/07/slumdog-millionnaire.html' title='Slumdog Millionnaire'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-370140385223586187</id><published>2009-07-29T10:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T11:08:52.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>80s Cartoons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sm-zdttxTPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/_poivqpkv08/s1600-h/070704cartoon_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363703004290698482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sm-zdttxTPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/_poivqpkv08/s320/070704cartoon_front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you ask a Generation X adult what they remember about the 80s, chances are they will spit out a handful of cartoons from that time.&lt;br /&gt;Cartoons were a huge hit in the 80s, with their following continuing on today. Cartoons of that time were more specifically targeted by gender, separating boys’ choices from girls’ choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Boys 80s Cartoons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eightiesonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/070704cartoon_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys of the 80s loved their Saturday morning cartoons. Transformers, Bravestar, Silver Hawks, GI Joe and He-Man were among the most popular. Cartoons in the 80s were less violent and widely accepted as positive forms of entertainment for children.&lt;br /&gt;Today, the products inspired by these 80s cartoons are still being sold and modified. There are new movies coming to the big screen featuring remakes of these 80s storylines and characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girls 80s Cartoons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She-ra, Jem and Care Bears were three of the most popular cartoons of the 80s. While some can still be caught on television randomly, they are most often only captured on video. These fun cartoons yielded a great deal of merchandise throughout the 80s.&lt;br /&gt;Today, stores are beginning to sell their merchandise again! New Care Bears are seen on the shelves at every toy stores, beside Barney.&lt;br /&gt;Channels such as Astro 611 are allowing today’s generations to view and fall in love with 80s cartoons, much like the children of that time did.&lt;br /&gt;Parents are excited to watch their old favorites with their toddlers and teens are finding a fascination with them as well. Overall, the cartoons of the 80s made such an impact, they are still wildly popular today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-370140385223586187?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/370140385223586187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=370140385223586187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/370140385223586187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/370140385223586187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/07/80s-cartoons.html' title='80s Cartoons'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sm-zdttxTPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/_poivqpkv08/s72-c/070704cartoon_front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-6791851160648863360</id><published>2009-07-17T15:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T15:53:30.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>Tuhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SmAtoQurIBI/AAAAAAAAALs/v_DTFZ_LFe4/s1600-h/n696948933_284179_671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359333726279639058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SmAtoQurIBI/AAAAAAAAALs/v_DTFZ_LFe4/s320/n696948933_284179_671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Kadang-kadang Allah sembunyikan matahari, Dia datangkan petir dan kilat. Kita menangis dan tertanya-tanya ke mana hilangnya matahari. Rupa-rupanya Allah hendak memberikan kita pelangi.. Allah tidak akan menduga umatNya melainkan Dia tahu umatNya kuat untuk menempuh dugaan tersebut"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Moga Allah permudahkan segala urusanku bagi menyahut lambaianNya satu hari nanti, insyaallah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-6791851160648863360?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/6791851160648863360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=6791851160648863360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6791851160648863360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6791851160648863360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuhan.html' title='Tuhan'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SmAtoQurIBI/AAAAAAAAALs/v_DTFZ_LFe4/s72-c/n696948933_284179_671.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-7933436778054477095</id><published>2009-07-17T11:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T11:13:16.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book&apos;s Review'/><title type='text'>My Zodiak - Just 4 Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sl_sQuqWcHI/AAAAAAAAALc/whBYIU8nzLI/s1600-h/mail3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359261853741903986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sl_sQuqWcHI/AAAAAAAAALc/whBYIU8nzLI/s320/mail3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cancer The meaning of sign CANCER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fourth sign of the zodiac &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your element : water &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your ruling planet : The Moon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The corresponding tarot card to your sign : the Wagon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your lucky color : blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your gemstone : turquoise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Water gave us life. It is for us all natural, indispensable and completely mysterious. Glimmering and teeming with invisible life, it seems inexhaustible. Like it, you can purify ; like it, you can drown. It is from the water element that your sign gets its extraordinary sensitivity and you, you are true to your sign : very, very sensitive ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your two main qualities are sensitivity and imagination. These do not make life easy. It creates much tension for you and your world is the one of feelings. Everything has for you an important reverberation, (even with things which would pass unobserved by others. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You see all ; you discern all ; you feel all. The good with joy and love, and the bad with often a certain sadness. Facing difficulties of existence, you are unarmed and sometimes alone. You suffer and you are easy target for those who want to give you pain. From your leading planet the Moon, you inherited mood changes, (cf the expression lunatic!). Of course, you are not affected to this degree, and are rarely aggressive. Yet this tendency sometimes plays you tricks in your relations with those near to you, because others don't understand what makes your attitude change. They don't see the pain that they bring you and how you can be so susceptible. From the Moon you inherited a very good trait, which you don't make use of sufficiently. Indeed, you have very powerful intuition. Yet instead of making use of this, you often have tendency to use reason instead, and not follow through on your 'hunches'. Thus, you let chances pass you by, especially with regard to possibilities of monetary gain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With other signs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Curiously, you have good relations with opposite signs, such as Leo or Aquarius. The first, with its impetuous and brilliant temperament will help you with your dreams. The second with its tranquility and quietness will soothe you. (This is provided that your ascendants agree. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With Earth signs, there will always be the risk of your never really understanding each other. Be especially cautious of Gemini in romantic relationships, because your sensitivity will not mix with their changeableness. This brief analysis can help you to lead your life more successfully. Learning about yourself allows you to benefit to the maximum from your strengths, and to minimize your weaknesses. People that succeed their in their existence, often know consciously or unconsciously how to make the best use of their assets, their advantages and their strengths, while knowing how to control their weak points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Source from Pasqualina.&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/7403111551764453325-7933436778054477095?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/7933436778054477095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=7933436778054477095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/7933436778054477095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/7933436778054477095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-zodiak-just-4-fun.html' title='My Zodiak - Just 4 Fun'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sl_sQuqWcHI/AAAAAAAAALc/whBYIU8nzLI/s72-c/mail3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-6081954193732694283</id><published>2009-07-14T14:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T14:26:17.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie&apos;s Review'/><title type='text'>X-MEN ORIGINS : WOLVERINE</title><content type='html'>The over used character of the x-men, WOLVERINE, hits the big screen again with X MEN ORIGINS: WOLVERINE. Hugh Jackman returns to portray as wolverine(this guy is just a tailor fit for this character) then there's Liev Schreiber as Sabretooth ,he is a good actor in my opinion but i rather see him look a bit closer to the comic version Sabretooth. Its a good movie with a bunch of special effect as expected, but the story is not as impressive as it looks, especially the last part when wolverine and sabretooth had to join forces against weapon XI, Hmmm i think they've ran out of ideas for a bad ass villain. But for movie fans around the world, if you like action flick, special effects movie, then go ahead and watch this,, but for x-men fans better read the comics, cause i know you would be greatly disappointed in this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-6081954193732694283?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/6081954193732694283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=6081954193732694283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6081954193732694283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6081954193732694283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/07/x-men-origins-wolverine.html' title='X-MEN ORIGINS : WOLVERINE'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-7960243522755880854</id><published>2009-07-14T14:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T14:22:18.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie&apos;s Review'/><title type='text'>The Little Mermaid</title><content type='html'>Ok ok, the first time i saw this movie I was around 26 years old. But boy this movie was so good, my baby daughter at that time keep on watching this movie over and over again, singing songs like "Under the Sea, or Kiss the Girl and my favorite is Part of your World". For me its one of the best movie Disney had made, and will be one of the best for many generations to come.&lt;br /&gt;The story is about Ariel, one of the many daughters of king Triton, and one which is really interested in becoming human instead of being a mermaid. One day when she gets into a fight with her father, Ariel decided to go to Ursula to make her into a human, but she can only remain into human form until she can make Eric fall in love with her.I am a father now but, whenever i hear song from the Little Mermaid it can still make me sing and dance. I guarantee you wont regret watching this movie.I cant find a nice trailer for this movie, I found one at YouTube but the quality ain't that good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-7960243522755880854?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/7960243522755880854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=7960243522755880854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/7960243522755880854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/7960243522755880854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-mermaid.html' title='The Little Mermaid'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-1412692564016834325</id><published>2009-07-14T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T14:18:25.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>Spanking</title><content type='html'>Here one article I found at the library. &lt;a class="zem_slink" title="Spanking" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spanking" rel="wikipedia"&gt;Spanking&lt;/a&gt; can bring problems later. A &lt;a class="zem_slink" title="Domestic violence" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Domestic_violence" rel="wikipedia"&gt;domestic abuse&lt;/a&gt; expert from University of &lt;a class="zem_slink" title="New Hampshire" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=44.0,-71.5&amp;amp;spn=1.0,1.0&amp;amp;q=44.0,-71.5%20%28New%20Hampshire%29&amp;amp;t=h" rel="geolocation"&gt;New Hampshire&lt;/a&gt; says that spanking &lt;a class="zem_slink" title="Child abuse" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Child_abuse" rel="wikipedia"&gt;children&lt;/a&gt; affects their sex lives as adults. A professor concludes that children who are spanked are more likely as adults to coerce partners to have sex, to have unprotected sex and to have &lt;a class="zem_slink" title="Sadomasochism" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sadomasochism" rel="wikipedia"&gt;masochistic&lt;/a&gt; sex. Other studies have shown the link between spanking and physical violence, while their research is the first to show a link between &lt;a class="zem_slink" title="Corporal punishment" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Corporal_punishment" rel="wikipedia"&gt;corporal punishment&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a class="zem_slink" title="Human sexual behavior" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human_sexual_behavior" rel="wikipedia"&gt;sexual behavior&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They suggest &lt;a class="zem_slink" title="Pediatrics" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pediatrics" rel="wikipedia"&gt;pediatrician&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a class="zem_slink" title="Parenting" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parenting" rel="wikipedia"&gt;child-rearing&lt;/a&gt; experts to warn against spanking, and also want lawmakers to take a stand by dedicating state money to teaching parents about the dangers of corporal punishment."The best-kept secret in child psychology is that children who were never spanked are among the best behaved" - Professor Murray Straus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-1412692564016834325?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/1412692564016834325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=1412692564016834325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/1412692564016834325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/1412692564016834325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/07/spanking.html' title='Spanking'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-5240431017162290679</id><published>2009-06-03T14:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:01:12.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Metallica - The Unforgiven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SiYb6CKD9NI/AAAAAAAAALU/i6hljjH0rpY/s1600-h/Colored-Smoke-in-Hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342988691747108050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SiYb6CKD9NI/AAAAAAAAALU/i6hljjH0rpY/s320/Colored-Smoke-in-Hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New blood joins this earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And quickly he's subdued&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through constant pained disgrace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The young boy learns their rules&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With time the child draws in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This whipping boy done wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deprived of all his thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The young man struggles on and on he's known&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A vow unto his own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That never from this day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His will they'll take away-eay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I've felt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I've known&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never shined through in what I've shown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Won't see what might have been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I've felt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I've known&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never shined through in what I've shown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I dub thee UNFORGIVEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They dedicate their lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To RUNNING all of his&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He tries to please THEM all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This bitter man he is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throughout his life the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's battled constantly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This fight he cannot win&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A tired man they see no longer cares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The old man then prepares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To die regretfully&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That old man here is me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I've feltWhat I've known&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never shined through in what I've shown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Won't see what might have been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I've felt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I've known&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never shined through in what I've shown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I dub thee UNFORGIVEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoa, whoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never Free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I dub thee UNFORGIVEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You labeled me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll label you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I dub thee UNFORGIVEN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never Free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I dub thee UNFORGIVEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You labeled me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll label you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I dub thee UNFORGIVEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never Free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I dub thee UNFORGIVEN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku suka sangat lagu nie sebab maksudnya yang amat mendalam..Maksud aku, lagu nie menggambarkan diri seseorang itu yang telah menjadi orang lain dan menyesal akan perkara yang telah berlaku. Pengorbanan yang meyeksakan diri sendiri. Cuba untuk menjadi insan lain yang mungkin lebih baik tetapi berlaku sebaliknya dan tidak dapat memaafkan diri sendiri. Oleh itu, Be yourself for your own sake. sedey sungguh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-5240431017162290679?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/5240431017162290679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=5240431017162290679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/5240431017162290679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/5240431017162290679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/06/metallica-unforgiven.html' title='Metallica - The Unforgiven'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SiYb6CKD9NI/AAAAAAAAALU/i6hljjH0rpY/s72-c/Colored-Smoke-in-Hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-2816449859907338224</id><published>2009-05-21T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T12:14:04.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Buat tatapan....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/ShTUsEQ6n_I/AAAAAAAAALM/2tHf4lkF0m4/s1600-h/untitled+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338125311864905714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/ShTUsEQ6n_I/AAAAAAAAALM/2tHf4lkF0m4/s320/untitled+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawa,Andai engkau masih remaja,jadilah anak yang solehah buat kedua ibu bapamu,andai engkau sudah bersuami jadilah isteri yang meringankan beban suamimu,andai engkau masih ibu,didiklah anakmu sehingga dia tidak gentar memperjuangkan ad-din Allah.Hawa,Andai engkau belum berkahwin jangan kau risau jodohmu,ingatlah Hawa janji Tuhan kita,wanita yang baik adalah untuk lelaki yang baik.Jangan dimulakan sebuah pertemuan dengan lelaki yang bukan muhrim kerana aku khuatir dari mata jatuh ke hati,maka lahirnya senyuman maka tercetusnya salam dan sekaligus disusuli dengan pertemuan takut lahirnya nafsu kejahatan yang menguasai diri.Hawa…Lelaki yang baik tidak melihat paras rupa, lelaki yang soleh tidak memilih wanita melalui keseksiannnya, lelaki yang warak tidak menilai wanita melalui keayuannya, kemanjaannya, serta kemampuannya mengoncang iman lelaki.Tetapi lelaki yang baik akan menilai wanita melalui akhlaknya, peribadinya dan yang penting pegangan agamanya.Lelaki yang baik juga tidak menginginkan pertemuan dengan wanita yang bukan muhrimnya kerana dia takut memberi kesempatan kepada syaitan untuk mengodanya.Lelaki yang warak juga tidak mahu bermain cinta kerana dia tahu apa matlamat dalam sebuah pertemuan lelaki dan wanita yakni sebuah perkahwinan.Oleh itu Hawa,Jagalah pandanganmu, awasilah auratmu, peliharalah akhlakmu, kuatkan pendirianmu.Andai ditakdirkan tiada cinta daripada Adam untukmu,cukuplah hanya cinta Allah memenuhi dan menyinari kekosongan jiwamu, biarlah hanya cinta daripada kedua ibu bapamu yang memberi hangat kebahagiaan buat dirimu,cukuplah sekadar cinta adik- beradik serta keluarga yang membahagiakan dirimu.Hawa…..Cintailah Allah di kala susah dan senang kerana kau akan memperolehi cinta daripada insan yang juga menyintai Allah.Cintailah kedua ibu bapamu kerana kau akan perolehi keredhaan Allah.Cintailah keluargamu kerana kau tak akan jumpa cinta yang bahagia selain dari cinta keluarga.Janganlah sesekali tangan yang mengoncang dunia juga yang mengoncang iman lelaki&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/7403111551764453325-2816449859907338224?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/2816449859907338224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=2816449859907338224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2816449859907338224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2816449859907338224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/05/buat-tatapan.html' title='Buat tatapan....'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/ShTUsEQ6n_I/AAAAAAAAALM/2tHf4lkF0m4/s72-c/untitled+3.bmp' height='72' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOODBYE'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;by Celine Dion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mamma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You gave life to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turned a baby into a lady&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And mamma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All you had to offer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was a promise of a lifetime of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no other love like a mother's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love for her child&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that love so complete&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday must leave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must say goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye's the saddest word i'll ever hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye's the last time i will hold you near&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday you'll say that word and i will cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It'll break my heart to hear you say goodbye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mamma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You gave love to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turned a young one into a woman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And mamma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All i ever needed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was a guarantee of you loving me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause i know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no other love like a mother's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love for her child&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it hurts so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday'll be gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must say goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye's the saddest word i'll ever hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye's the last time i will hold you near&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday you'll say that word and i will cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It'll break my heart to hear you say goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the love you gave will always here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll always be there every time i call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You offered me the greatest love of all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You take my weakness and you make me strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i'll always love you till forever comes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when you need me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be there for you all the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be there whole life through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be there this i promise you mamma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be your beacon through the darkest night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be the wings that guide your broken flight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be your shelter through the raging storm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And u will love you till forever comes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye's the saddest word i'll ever hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye's the last time i will hold you near&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday you'll say that word and i will cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It'll break my heart to hear you say goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till we meet again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until then...goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-4039877889981551793?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/4039877889981551793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=4039877889981551793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/4039877889981551793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/4039877889981551793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/05/goodbyes-by-celine-dion-mamma-you-gave.html' title=''/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sg0oHHQyBAI/AAAAAAAAAK0/pwrp3FzEqMI/s72-c/IMG_3888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-4911755098056994410</id><published>2009-05-15T16:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:24:18.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family'/><title type='text'>Sorry Papa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sg0mZJ_nChI/AAAAAAAAAKs/rqsL-dg80IQ/s1600-h/IMG_4115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335963347125209618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sg0mZJ_nChI/AAAAAAAAAKs/rqsL-dg80IQ/s200/IMG_4115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sg0mBFo7QxI/AAAAAAAAAKk/bAJh84pRUsw/s1600-h/IMG_3749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335962933639463698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sg0mBFo7QxI/AAAAAAAAAKk/bAJh84pRUsw/s200/IMG_3749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry papa if I went away. I have to face a greater responsibility. I'm sorry if i have kept it to you for so long I am what you are right now. I know how hard it is to loose someone you love, but I tell you the truth, you never lost anything there are things that i have just newly found.We all know things change, everything grows, things happen for a reason therefore I could not stay as a child no more. I took away all the comforts in life that you have given me and have sacrificed myself to love and commitment. Even though life is so hard right now i have to face the truth, be a man and be responsible of my acts. You taught me well, you have brought me up well, you are truly the greatest dad and I am still your son.I went away for a reason not rebellion. Though things may still hurt like a piece of heart taken, I will return with a gift to heal your heartache, a new life that has been given to me, A new flesh only you could appreciate as you grow old, another weight you could carry with your arms until you cannot carry no more, another beauty you will love until you go blind. Another face you will kiss and say "goodnight my little child". &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/7403111551764453325-4911755098056994410?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/4911755098056994410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=4911755098056994410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/4911755098056994410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/4911755098056994410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-papa.html' title='Sorry Papa'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sg0mZJ_nChI/AAAAAAAAAKs/rqsL-dg80IQ/s72-c/IMG_4115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-6367123506443567381</id><published>2009-05-15T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:10:00.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>To be theNo 1 or To be a Loser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sg0hsHjb4lI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Uy9wT2ZszkQ/s1600-h/number-1-sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335958175329542738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sg0hsHjb4lI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Uy9wT2ZszkQ/s400/number-1-sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind every succesful man....&lt;br /&gt;There is an untold pain in his heart...&lt;br /&gt;If you know the strength and patience ...&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the company of trees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sg0hkNstNeI/AAAAAAAAAKM/9qTTM_t52Dw/s1600-h/Loser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335958039540086242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sg0hkNstNeI/AAAAAAAAAKM/9qTTM_t52Dw/s400/Loser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Easy to say we love ........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Difficult to demonstrate it every day....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easy to judge the errors of others.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Difficult to recognize our own errors....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A man i slucky if he is the first love of a women....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A women is lucky if she is the last love of a man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/7403111551764453325-6367123506443567381?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/6367123506443567381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=6367123506443567381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6367123506443567381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6367123506443567381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-be-theno-1-or-to-be-loser.html' title='To be theNo 1 or To be a Loser'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sg0hsHjb4lI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Uy9wT2ZszkQ/s72-c/number-1-sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-9144090262633659161</id><published>2009-05-12T13:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:44:08.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Rafting'/><title type='text'>White Water Rafting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sg0rLIztIgI/AAAAAAAAALE/SASJrSBKenM/s1600-h/White+Water+Rafting+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335968603846812162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sg0rLIztIgI/AAAAAAAAALE/SASJrSBKenM/s320/White+Water+Rafting+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One fine day, I've been invited by a friend to join white water rafting. What the hell is White Water Rafting!!! So I decided to take the challange at least hopefully it can resolve my headache due to heavy workload at my office. The agenda was simple - to have fun shooting rapids along the Selangor River and a relaxing viewing the nature and smell."Ïf you could smell what the ROCK is cooking".. Betul ker ayat nie..Hihihi&lt;br /&gt;The very next morning, me, Abg Adi and Sam drove to Kuala Selangor, Ampang Pecah. We start from Shah Alam around 7.45am.&lt;br /&gt;The Selangor River was classified as a Grade 4, 6 being the most extreme. Naturally, my expectations for this proclaimed Grade 4 river was high.&lt;br /&gt;I was actually excited bout the rafting trip because I checked out videos on youtube and it looked pretty dangerous. I love it. We were going for grade 4 rapids. They call a grade 4 rapid a banana fall or something i really cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;During the four-hour rafting trip, we encountered some exciting rapids. This is my first time but I have managed to maintain onboard the raft.&lt;br /&gt;This rafting session must be one of the those with the most movements on the raft. “All left, All right, Move the the front,Sit In,” these were the commands given and we dutifully followed, tumbling at times and tossed from side to side in the raft, under the commands of our guide, like ragdolls. The sight was hilarious at times.&lt;br /&gt;The greatest casualty unfortunately is Abg Adi though. I can’t even remember how he fell into the water. Somehow he did, whether he fell in sideways or head first, I had no recollection at all.But I did remeber that he did mentioned that "Alaaaaa, Kacang jer nie".Hihihihi..He deserve it..Luckily, we were taught the “rescue” tactic before we hit for the rapids.&lt;br /&gt;Little did I expect that he would really end up in the water. I can still vividly recall the cackling laughter of Sam and the rest of the guys within the split second after he fell into the water. With one hand on the safety rope, he swung the paddle on board the raft. Forgot to mentioned. Inside the raft, there will be 2 captains at the front and rear and 4 of us sitting in the center. Me, Abd Adi, Sam and a tourist from Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;If there is a test for friendship, I who is nearest to Abg Adi, the casualty, would have failed miserably. It was only when the guide shouted, “Rescue” that I and the rest of the guys all got jolted out from the laughing mode and dragged Abg Adi out of water, still laughing. The sight was hilarious, He was literally dragged out like a fish out of water, face plastered to the base of the raft. The experience was fun and memorable though, since this is maybe his first time, that he fell into the water during rafting. Thankfully the current was not that strong, so he was not in a panic mode. Sam almost had a near-miss, butts off the raft, position ready to fall into the water like a parachutist ready for the great fall but thankfully the guide saved him from the free fall. Abg Adi and I had the privilege to witness the whole sight and it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;The four hours rafting was peppered with many short breaks, as we waited for other groups and guides to rescue the other casualties and moved along the river in a group. Cruising down the river,feeling the push of the currents was great fun too, we floated along, laughed non-stopped at Abg Adi the “The Loud Mouth” for his constant shrills while floating along the river. I also had my go learning how to swim in the Selangor Rive, trying free style and breast strokes for the sheer fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the rafting trip, we all went back to the anticipated Glass House with little pressies from Mother Nature and Selangor River, for me, two big bruises on my knee caps, Sam with his “almost-there” fall into the water and Abg Adi with "Takder apa-apa lar" motto neverless he look pale just now..&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was served in a simple shack with curry chicken, bee hoon, curry vegetables, small ikan. It’s not a great feast, but good enough to feed our hungry stomachs. We also took showers at the nearby shacks.&lt;br /&gt;These were just grade 4 rapids, and im keen on more challenging ones.&lt;br /&gt;all ready to enjoy the “relaxing” aspect of our “rough-it-out” adventure in Selangor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335968323628693714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sg0q606f-NI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Vtjd4gP0jE8/s320/White+Water+Rafting+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&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/7403111551764453325-9144090262633659161?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/9144090262633659161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=9144090262633659161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/9144090262633659161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/9144090262633659161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/05/white-water-rafting.html' title='White Water Rafting.'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/Sg0rLIztIgI/AAAAAAAAALE/SASJrSBKenM/s72-c/White+Water+Rafting+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-7766243046152129920</id><published>2009-04-17T09:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T09:47:04.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><title type='text'>Bius Cinta</title><content type='html'>Apa la mamt tu. Gila aper nak main langgar jer awek aku yg cantik manis nie. ader ati lak nak ngorat tu?” marah seorang &lt;strong&gt;buayafriend&lt;/strong&gt; kepada lelaki yang tidak sengaja terlanggar buah hatinya.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh kanda, biar pun muka abg tak ensem, tetapi jiwa dan raga ini hanya untuk abang sorang!” kata seorang ‘girlfriend’ kepada ‘&lt;strong&gt;buayafriend&lt;/strong&gt;’ beliau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dialog di atas adalah ayat-ayat cinta yang biasa kita dengar semasa hangat bercinta. Biar pun bunyinya sangat luar biasa kepada manusia biasa, ia amat biasa dan perlu bagi pasangan kekasih yang sedang mabuk bercinta. Tak kira samaada sudah berkahwin atau pun baru mendirikan rumahtangga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIUS CINTA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta itu luar biasa. Cinta itu bukan sahaja buta, malah boleh membutakan lagi melumpuhkan mereka yang terkena panahannya.&lt;br /&gt;“Aku dibius cinta!” kata Melly Goeslow dan Yusry KRU.&lt;br /&gt;Kemabukan cinta menyulitkan kita untuk merasionalkan sesuatu perbincangan mengenia baik atau buruk dalam hal percintaan. Kehangatan cinta membuatkan kita selalu alpa atau hanya menganggap perkara ini remeh temeh.Fikiran menjadi cetek untuk menakul apa yang hak dan apa yang batil. Cinta itu sentiasa sempurna pada pandangan mereka yang hangat bercinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firman Allah SWT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://saifulislam.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/30_21.gif" href="http://saifulislam.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/30_21.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dan di antara tanda-tanda yang membuktikan kekuasaan dan rahmat-Nya, bahawa Dia menciptakan untuk kamu, isteri-isteri dari jenis kamu sendiri, supaya kamu bersenang hati dan hidup mesra dengannya, dan dijadikannya di antara kamu (suami isteri) perasaan kasih sayang (mawaddah) dan belas kasihan (rahmah). Sesungguhnya yang demikian itu mengandungi keterangan-keterangan (yang menimbulkan kesedaran) bagi orang-orang yang berfikir” [al-Rum 30: 21]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tidak mampu untuk menghuraikan firman diatas kerana ilmu didada masih cetek..hanya ingin berkongsi pernyataan yang saya baca  dari sebuah buku tidak lama dahulu.Sesungguhnya mawaddah itu adalah cinta yang tumbuh, terbina dan bertambah dari semasa ke semasa di sepanjang perkahwinan. Cinta yang terbit dari satu demi satu kejayaan suami dan isteri menempuh kesukaran, kesulitan dan cabaran hubungan perkahwinan mereka.&lt;br /&gt;Tertarik untuk saya berkongsi soalan dibawah bersama-sama rakan-rakan sekalian. Renungkanlah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOALAN PEREMPUAN KEPADA PASANGANNYA:&lt;br /&gt;Syukur Alhamdulillah, aku disahkan mengandung. Tetapi alahanku menyebabkan aku tidak mampu mencium baumu sayang. Mendekatimu sahaja sudah cukup mengundang loya. Entahlah berapa lama, mungkin sebulan dua, mungkin empat bulan atau lima. Ada kemungkinan bukan sahaja untuk kandungan kali pertama, malah yang depan-depan juga. Sabarkah engkau dengan kerenahku? Masihkah aku ini cintamu di kala itu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semasa mengandung, aku tidak lalu makan, mulutku asyik mengeluh sakit sini dan sakit sana. Tidur sering tidak lena, aku yang ceria berubah menjadi pemarah dan sering berduka. Bukan aku sengaja tetapi segala yang kurasa di setiap inci tubuhku, menimbulkan resah dan tidak selesa. Sabarkah engkau dengan kelemahanku ini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semasa mengandung, upayaku untuk melayan keperluan batinmu tidak seperti biasa. Aku lemah, sering juga hambar tiada penariknya. Sehebat-hebat mujahadahku, diri ini amat terbatas dalam upaya berperanan sebagai isterimu. Masihkah aku buah hatimu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semasa kita mula berumahtangga, pasti hidup kita indah bagai di Syurga. Tambah pula dengan kurniaan cahaya mata pertama. Namun ketika cahaya mata bertambah bilang, kerjaya kita semakin berkembang. Pendapatan bertambah, tanggungan dan beban juga bertambah. Dalam suasana yang banyak tekanan di rumahtangga kita, apakah engkau masih mampu ceria? Sabar dengan kerenah anak-anak dan ibu mereka, terus tersenyum menawarkan bahagia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas beberapa tahun berumahtangga, aku belum merahimkan cahaya mata impian kita, saudara mara dan teman memperlimu dan menuduh engkau bukan seorang jantan. Sedangkan aku punca sepimu tanpa zuriat. Di kala engkau diasak keluarga dan teman, masihkah aku ada tempat di lubuk cintamu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andai selepas beberapa tahun berumahtangga, aku diputuskan pemeriksaan perubatan bahawa diri ini mandul dan tidak mampu merahimkan cahaya mata impian kita, apakah aku masih kekasih hatimu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika aku ditakdirkan Allah diuji dengan barah payu dara, terpaksa mengorbankan salah satu atau keduanya, kimoterapi meluruhkan rambutku yang pernah menjadi pujianmu, tubuh lemahku menumpang kasih dalam pelukanmu, berak kencingku di dalam kain batik yang pernah kauhadiahkan kepadaku, masihkah engkau mencintaiku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOALAN LELAKI KEPADA PASANGANNYA:&lt;br /&gt;Keceriaanku mungkin pudar oleh tekanan kerja dan kehidupan. Aku cenderung untuk diam dan senyumanku mungkin kurang manis dan indahnya. Diri ini yang pada masa ini suka bergurau senda, ketika itu pulang dengan kerut dahi, kurang sense of humor, dan hanya bercakap benda-benda besar yang serius. Sabarkah engkau dengan perubahanku itu nanti? Kuatkah cintamu kepadaku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tekanan hidup mungkin menyebabkan perananku sebagai suami kepadamu terjejas. Upayaku untuk memberi nafkah batin kepadamu terganggu dan untuk menyuarakannya kepadamu aku terasa malu. Masalah mati pucuk yang sering menimpa lelaki yang tertekan dengan pekerjaan dan kehidupan menggugat kepuasan dirimu sebagai isteriku. Sabarkah engkau dengan keadaan itu, dan apa rancanganmu untuk kita menempuh saat-saat itu? Terjejaskah cinta kita di hatimu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andai kerjayaku dirempuh badai dan surut seketika, kewanganku dan keluarga kita jauh dari mencapai sempurna keperluan. Keluarga dan teman mencemuhmu kerana ‘menanggung’ aku sebagai seorang suami yang dilabel dayus. Aku akan berusaha agar ia hanya seketika, namun sabarkah engkau menempuhnya? Masihkah aku kekasih hatimu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku menjadi seorang lelaki yang menjemukan. Aku mengharapkan dirimu sebagai insan yang akan membantu menceriakan aku, namun sabarkah engkau dengan diriku dan mampukah cinta kita di hatimu terus membenih bahagia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika kerjayaku berkembang di luar jangkaan kita,engkau terpaksa berkongsi  diriku dengan masa, dan aku terpaksa selalu ke sini sana untuk bekerja. sabarkah engkau dengan suasana itu, dan aku masih cinta hatimu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika aku disahkan doktor tidak mampu memberikan kita zuriat, rumahtangga kita sunyi tanpa cahaya mata, apakah engkau masih sudi menemaniku dalam bahtera rumahtangga kita?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekiranya rumahtangga kita teruji apabila aku ditimpa kemalangan atau stroke yang melumpuhkan pergerakan fizikal serta upayaku sebagai suami, kencing berakku yang bertubuh berat ini di dalam kain pelekat yang pernah kauhadiahkan kepadaku, apakah ia menggugat cinta kita dan mampukah engkau terus hidup di sisiku yang hanya suamimu dengan status suami tanpa mampu melaksanakan banyak tanggungjawabku sebagai suami?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang suami dan seorang isteri, akan berusaha dan berdoa agar tidak teruji dengan situasi sedemikan rupa. Memohon kepada Allah agar tidak dibebankan dengan ujian yang di luar upaya diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://saifulislam.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/2_286.gif" href="http://saifulislam.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/2_286.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“…Wahai Tuhan kami! Janganlah Engkau pikulkan kepada kami apa yang kami tidak terdaya memikulnya” [al-Baqarah 2: 286]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum anda dibius cinta… soallah diri sejauh mana anda bersedia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-7766243046152129920?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/7766243046152129920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=7766243046152129920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/7766243046152129920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/7766243046152129920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/04/bius-cinta.html' title='Bius Cinta'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-3248232219392370518</id><published>2009-04-16T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T14:23:40.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>Whewwww...dah lamer x dapat masuk blog nie...Bz dengan kerja...But of course, now I'm back....so tak sabar rasanya nak start balik dengan cerita-cerita yang dag dicompile selama duduk diam nie...hihihihiih...So, Guyz pls give comment on my writing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-3248232219392370518?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/3248232219392370518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=3248232219392370518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/3248232219392370518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/3248232219392370518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/04/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-2012370382126379112</id><published>2009-01-19T10:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:50:50.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><title type='text'>Infidelity - Lack of loyalty, An act of sexual unfaithfulness part 7</title><content type='html'>Are You Falling Out Of Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you heard of people using the term "..I love you, but I'm not 'in love' with you"?&lt;br /&gt;If I got a dollar for everytime I heard that cheating excuse used as justification for cheating in a relationship, I would be a rich man. All too often people justify their decision to seek fulfilment outside of the relationship because they feel they have fallen out of love with their partners and they don't know what to do about it. The other most common line is that they never meant to hurt you. Again not entirely appropriate in the circumstances of cheating.&lt;br /&gt;So if you feel that you are falling out of love with your partner and you suspect they are looking to play with others, what are your choices?&lt;br /&gt;Your first instinct is to say something to put an end to the fear and uncertainty you are feeling, and to regain control of a situation that feels like it's in danger of taking over.&lt;br /&gt;The second choice you have is to say nothing, and wait until you can prove beyond doubt that something is happening. Most people go for this, motivated by the fear that they need to know for sure before accusing their partners of something so serious.&lt;br /&gt;Another choice is to ignore it in the hope that it will go away. You would be surprised how often this happens, as the public embarassment of having a partner who is straying can be a difficult obstacle to overcome. Many people hope it's a fad that their partner is going through, as unusual as that sounds.&lt;br /&gt;People react to the news of an affair in different ways, but one thing is sure. This is a powerless time in the relationship, and one in which a lot of thinking needs to be done before coming to a decision as to the best way to react.&lt;br /&gt;Hindsight is a wonderful thing. Most victims of an affair can look back on the events of the past and identify a time in the relationship where they didn't seem as close anymore, perhaps a time when they had both fallen a bit out of love.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps a lesson to learn from this is to listen to your intuition. Listen to your partner. Observe what is happening in your relationship. Are you and your partner not as close as you used to be? Have you "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fallen out of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-2012370382126379112?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/2012370382126379112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=2012370382126379112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2012370382126379112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2012370382126379112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2009/01/infidelity-lack-of-loyalty-act-of.html' title='Infidelity - Lack of loyalty, An act of sexual unfaithfulness part 7'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-8566698800505946798</id><published>2008-11-07T14:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:06:01.351+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>WHEN YOU THOUGHT I WASN'T LOOKING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is so beautiful..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;           WHEN YOU THOUGHT I WASN'T LOOKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SRPof2-PDXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/xhOrrdE-1qk/s1600-h/IMG_3341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265808023356378482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SRPof2-PDXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/xhOrrdE-1qk/s200/IMG_3341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A message every adult should read because children are watching you and doing as you do, not as you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you hang my first painting on the refrigerator, and I immediately wanted to paint another one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you feed a stray cat, and I learned that it was good to be kind to animals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you make my favorite cake for me, and I learned that the little things can be the special things in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SRPoQjCtbII/AAAAAAAAAIM/4Z80bBNT7lQ/s1600-h/IMG_3344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265807760308399234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SRPoQjCtbII/AAAAAAAAAIM/4Z80bBNT7lQ/s200/IMG_3344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I heard you say a prayer, and I knew that there is a God I could always talk to, and I learned to trust in Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you make a meal and take it to a friend who was sick, and I learned that we all have to help take care of each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you give of your time and money to help people who had nothing, and I learned that those who have something should give to those who don't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you take care of our house and everyone in it, and I learned we have to take care of what we are given. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I saw how you handled your responsibilities, even when you didn't feel good, and I learned that I would have to be responsible when I grow up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I saw tears come from your eyes, and I learned that sometimes things hurt, but it's all right to cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I saw that you cared, and I wanted to be everything that I could be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I learned most of life's lessons that I need to know to be a good and productive person when I grow up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I looked at you and wanted to say,'Thanks for all the things I saw when you thought I wasn't looking.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7403111551764453325-8566698800505946798?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/8566698800505946798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=8566698800505946798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/8566698800505946798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/8566698800505946798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-you-thought-i-wasnt-looking.html' title='WHEN YOU THOUGHT I WASN&apos;T LOOKING'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SRPof2-PDXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/xhOrrdE-1qk/s72-c/IMG_3341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-6549396520157641491</id><published>2008-11-05T09:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T14:52:31.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>Infidelity - Lack of loyalty, An act of sexual unfaithfulness part 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                 Are You Meeting Needs?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I recently spent some time listening a couple who are working their way through some pretty heavy issues. Infidelity was the main cause, and for this couple, it seemed touch-and-go if they were going to stay together. Up until the time the affair was exposed, the marriage had been going really well, and there was little indication that there was anything wrong. It hadn't been going on for long, but the fact that it had been going on at all was enough for the husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This couple had been married for around 6 years, and did not have any children yet. They had married young, and both were in their early thirties. The wife, the one who had committed the infidelity, was asked for an explanation of her reasons at the time to start the affair. I was intrigued and shock by her reply.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't about someone better looking. It wasn't about someone younger. It was an opportunity that presented itself, and offered an experience that was a sharp contrast to the perceived monotony of the marital relationship. The person that this woman had commit with just happened to offer it at a time when she really felt like the thrill of something different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was it. Something different. The relationship wasn't better, or anything else. The other person offered something and in a moment of haste it was all over. On some level, she said, it felt good to be desired by someone else. It was nice to know someone else found you attractive enough to want to have relationship with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are our expectations of marriage realistic? Is monogamy a myth? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't have to be. I would be willing to bet that the majority of men who have experienced infidelity and their partner finding out about it would have done things differently the second time. In many cases, I have had men or women tell me that if they had known the destruction and pain that resulted from infidelity, it would have never happened. I would like to think in those cases a lesson was learned, albeit at a very high price. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other people expressed that their infidelity was a result of their unhappiness in their current marriage and that they were looking for a "connection". So the idea I took from this was that on some level the affair was justified by the unhappiness felt in the marriage. Is this credible?&lt;br /&gt;The answers to these themes do not come easily, but one key idea comes through in many sessions we do: an affair addresses a need. It can be:&lt;br /&gt;* attention &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* the need to be desired &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* the need for sex &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* a need to be listened to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* escapism from the reality of an unhappy situation &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* "the grass is greener" syndrome &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* curiosity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriages and relationships are about more than just the needs of a couple. It is about fulfilling our individual, personal needs as well. Take the time to examine your relationship and whether your common goals are being met. After this, examine your own personal needs and those of your partner. How many of those needs are being met? How many of those needs do you forego in the pursuit of making your partner happy? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A happy marriage is a balance of both the goals of a couple as well as the goals of the individual. And the ability to sit down and discuss your individual and shared goals may be your best line of defense against infidelity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it's great to know for certain if your partner is cheating on your or not, it is also useful to know where things went wrong in the relationship that created a motivation to cheat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-6549396520157641491?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/6549396520157641491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=6549396520157641491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6549396520157641491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6549396520157641491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/11/infidelity-lack-of-loyalty-act-of.html' title='Infidelity - Lack of loyalty, An act of sexual unfaithfulness part 7'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-6950486232195825077</id><published>2008-11-03T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:42:47.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>11 Januari - Gigi</title><content type='html'>Sebelas Januari Bertemu&lt;br /&gt;Menjalani Kisah Cinta Ini&lt;br /&gt;Naluri Berkata Engkaulah&lt;br /&gt;Milikku&lt;br /&gt;Bahagia Selalu Dimiliki&lt;br /&gt;Bertahun Menjalani Bersamamu&lt;br /&gt;Kunyatakan bahwa Engkaulah jiwaku&lt;br /&gt;Akulah Penjagamu&lt;br /&gt;Akulah Pelindungmu&lt;br /&gt;Akulah Pendampingmu&lt;br /&gt;Di setiap langkah-langkahmu&lt;br /&gt;Pernahku Menyakiti Hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Pernah kau melupakan janji ini&lt;br /&gt;Semua Karena kita ini manusia&lt;br /&gt;Akulah PenjagamuAkulah Pelindungmu&lt;br /&gt;Akulah Pendampingmu&lt;br /&gt;Di setiap langkah-langkahmu&lt;br /&gt;Kau bawa diriku&lt;br /&gt;Kedalam hidupmu&lt;br /&gt;Kau basuh diriku&lt;br /&gt;Dengan rasa sayang&lt;br /&gt;Senyummu juga sedihmu adalah Hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Kau sentuh cintaku dengan lembut&lt;br /&gt;Dengan sejuta warna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-6950486232195825077?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/6950486232195825077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=6950486232195825077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6950486232195825077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6950486232195825077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/11/11-januari-gigi.html' title='11 Januari - Gigi'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-6315257930043248000</id><published>2008-11-03T13:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T13:55:38.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Apologize - OneRepublic</title><content type='html'>I'm holding on your rope,&lt;br /&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground&lt;br /&gt;I'm hearin what you say but I just can't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you need me&lt;br /&gt;Then you go and cut me down, but wait&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think I'd turn around, and say...&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I'd take another chance, take a fall&lt;br /&gt;Take a shot for you&lt;br /&gt;And I need you like a heart needs a beat&lt;br /&gt;But it's nothin new&lt;br /&gt;I loved you with a fire red-&lt;br /&gt;Now it's turning blue, and you say...&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry" like the angel heaven let me think was you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm afraid...&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologize, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, yeah-&lt;br /&gt;I'm holdin on your rope, got me ten feet off the ground...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-6315257930043248000?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/6315257930043248000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=6315257930043248000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6315257930043248000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6315257930043248000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/11/apologize-onerepublic.html' title='Apologize - OneRepublic'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-8588429147021869410</id><published>2008-10-22T12:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T12:20:36.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book&apos;s Review'/><title type='text'>Charlie and the Chocalate Factory By Roald Dahl</title><content type='html'>Probably this book became even more popular after a movie based on this story came out in cinemas. I watch the movie with my wife after being told to do so.Hihihi. But I surely love it and I think Johnny Depp as Willy Wonka has done a great job. After all, Mr. Wonka is an eccentric character and Depp plays the role to perfection.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the hero is Charlie Bucket and his family is extremely poor. His father is the only one in his family who is working but his pay is not enough to buy the proper amount of food for his whole family. Also, Charlie’s grandparents are very old and they stay on their bed all day and night. But, everyday, Charlie will sit on the bed and talk with his grandparents. This cheers them up despite having to live in such poor conditions.&lt;br /&gt;And every day on the way to school, Charlie passes Willy Wonka’s chocolate factory. When Charlie’s birthday was coming up, something exciting happened too. After so many years since he’s reopened his chocolate factory, Willy Wonka is inviting 5 children to visit his factory. He’s inserted 5 golden tickets in 5 random chocolate bars and the lucky 5 kids who find those tickets can see what it is like inside the factory.&lt;br /&gt;As luck would have it, Charlie is the fifth person to find the last Golden Ticket. The other four lucky finders are Augustus Gloop – a boy who loves to eat, Veruca Salt – a rich, spoilt brat, Violet Beauregarde – a girl who likes to chew on chewing gum, and Mike Teavee – a boy who always watches television. Aren’t they an interesting mix?&lt;br /&gt;The day of the visit is on Feb 1. Charlie is accompanied by his Grandpa Joe. As they enter the factory, all the visitors are overwhelmed by the beauty and the heavenly chocolatey smell there. Wow, wouldn’t I want to drink a cup of melted chocolate from the chocolate river? How I wish there’s a real Chocolate Room somewhere like the one in Wonka’s factory!&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, the children got to see Willy Wonka’s secret workers, the Oompa-Loompas! These Oompa-Loompas are small people who love singing and eating cacao beans. It’s certainly a magical chocolate factory and new surprises lie in wait for all the visitors. Good and bad surprises.&lt;br /&gt;The book that comes after Charlie and the Chocolate Factory is Charlie and the Great Glass Elevator. Oh, Dahl probably doesn’t like the television very much. The joy and wonders of reading is clearly stressed in one of the Oompa-Loompas’ songs!.hihih.I read this book in 2008, and I don't know why do I love to read during this year, most of the time I will spend most of my time with my playstation.I think I can give 4 out of 5 Stars..By teh way, this time I took 2 weeks to finished it by reading it through my PC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-8588429147021869410?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/8588429147021869410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=8588429147021869410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/8588429147021869410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/8588429147021869410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/charlie-and-chocalate-factory-by-roald.html' title='Charlie and the Chocalate Factory By Roald Dahl'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-3831573780409283055</id><published>2008-10-22T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T12:08:18.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book&apos;s Review'/><title type='text'>Roots by Alex Haley</title><content type='html'>When i'm was still a kid, I love to watch Kunta Kinte at TV 1. Later that I realised that the original name of the TV programme is Roots. Those time, when you hesitate to wear you shirt and run like "Toyol" around the house my grandma will yell at us "Pakai baju, nanti nenek panggil Kunta Kinte tangkap korang"hihhihiih.Those days we really dislike to being called son of a Kunta Kinte. I don't know why, and it is hard to mentioned it here. Sorry guys. But since I read the book, I began to respect/appreciate him. OK.  Let's start with the review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roots, which is written by Alex Haley is undoubtedly one of the best, heart-warming book I have ever read. It is the story of Kunta Kinte, who is from Africa. He is an extremely brave, loyal young man from a small village, Juffure, in The Gambia.&lt;br /&gt;He has turned 17 and was very excited because he has become a man. But unfortunately, things did not turn out the way he would like it to be. One day, while he was out chopping wood to make a drum, he was abducted and sent on a slave ship to the New World to become a slave.&lt;br /&gt;In America, a John Waller, who treated him like dirt, bought him. Kunta tried to escape 4 times but he was caught and finally, the slave-catchers cut off his right foot. He was then sold to John Waller’s brother, a doctor who treated his slaves better.&lt;br /&gt;Kunta got married and had a daughter, Kizzy. She was taken from her parents to become a slave to another master. He used her for his own pleasure and she had a mulatto baby, George. George grew up to be fighting cock trainer. He got married and had kids, too. So, the story goes on until Alex Haley was born.&lt;br /&gt;When he was a young boy, he would hear stories of Kunta Kinte, who claimed he was from Africa and was also very proud of his homeland. Then, Alex Haley set out to find out the true story of Kunta and his history. It took him 12 years to complete the book.&lt;br /&gt;Really, read it for yourself and you will learn a lot. It made me appreciate that I have my family with me now and I have no one torturing me till I bleed, half-dead, and practically losing hope of ever getting the chance to be free again. This book deserves 5 out of 5 stars!&lt;br /&gt;I read this book in 2008. One of my collegues recommended this book to me in 2007 but I put off reading it as it’s such a thick book! Anyway, it took me 2 whole months to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;Whoww. and finall I finished reading this book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-3831573780409283055?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/3831573780409283055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=3831573780409283055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/3831573780409283055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/3831573780409283055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/roots-by-alex-haley.html' title='Roots by Alex Haley'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-848512341412577812</id><published>2008-10-21T11:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T11:28:15.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>Infidelity - Lack of loyalty, An act of sexual unfaithfulness part 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                                                 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How About Cheating Wives?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What are some signs that my wife is cheating on me?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad but it's true. There is no such thing as a perfect relationship. So, although you might be in love with your spouse, there is always the possibility that your partner's love and devotion is not as transparent as your own.&lt;br /&gt;There is always a chance that she may be cheating on you. Contrary to what your macho side may think, you might not be the center of her universe after all.&lt;br /&gt;How would you know if your wife is cheating on you? What are the signs?&lt;br /&gt;It's simple. Just pay extra attention to her activities and attitudes. You can't help but notice the tell tale signs.&lt;br /&gt;Women pay a lot of attention to details. So, if she is cheating she will likely cover her tracks better than most men.&lt;br /&gt;Although you may notice signs that she might be spreading her love around, it might not necessarily imply that she is cheating on you. But these signs are definitely warnings that something is amiss with your lady.&lt;br /&gt;If your wife is involved in an affair, you will certainly feel a shift in her daily priorities. She breaks her daily routine. Suddenly she might stop pressing you for the weekly Sunday dates at the movies, or something always "comes up" at work on Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the trap- there is a tendency for most adulterous women to schedule meetings with their new flames as often as they can, resulting in a complete disregard for previous engagements.&lt;br /&gt;Does the lady in your life freak out over simple questions? Always be suspicious of anyone who refuses to answer the simplest and fairest of questions, or answers questions only after repeating them back to you. That brief interval the person paused usually indicates a technique of searching the mind for a lie to say.&lt;br /&gt;Be wary of your wife when, rather than answer simple questions peacefully they start being on the defensive when answering, or answering with very little detail. Women are much more attentive to detail than men and tend to remember details. If your loved one is being deliberately brief with details it could point to a coverup.&lt;br /&gt;Generally, when women start being hesitant or defensive when asked simple questions by their husbands, this is an indication that they are hiding something.&lt;br /&gt;Be on your guard when a mysterious friend to your wife inches their way into the picture. This is a tell tale sign that your wife is cheating. Whether it is someone she claims is a co-worker or an old friend from "way back", she keeps this friendship under wraps and is hesitant to share any general details about them, much less introduce you.&lt;br /&gt;When your wife starts picking fights with you over everything, then know for sure that something is in the offing.&lt;br /&gt;Check out this scenario- If gone are the days when the two of you could communicate with such harmonious precision and lately every sentiment you express sets her off and she finds any excuse to lash out at you, then she could be having an affair.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing some women do when they are having extra marital affairs is to always nag their husbands. Nagging you helps eliminate and ease her guilt. It is also a welcome distraction.&lt;br /&gt;So if she habitually begins to point out your every flaw, you may want to get to the bottom of what's really going on. It doesn't always point to an affair, but you need to open your mind to the possibility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-848512341412577812?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/848512341412577812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=848512341412577812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/848512341412577812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/848512341412577812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/infidelity-lack-of-loyalty-act-of_21.html' title='Infidelity - Lack of loyalty, An act of sexual unfaithfulness part 6'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-2976528611424090607</id><published>2008-10-20T17:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T11:40:46.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>Mamak Stalls</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys.My perspective on Mamak stalls.What do you think of my comments?. Does it bias?. Please do comment on my thoughts on Mamak Stalls.Happy reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can eat in almost any restaurants in Malaysia except Chinese restaurants (sorry to the Chinese friendss out there altoughI love Chinese food, but due to our relegious concept, I have to be extra carefull.hihihi.) When I'm in lepaking mood, mamak stall is always the best place to go with my spouse or my friends. It is the best place to lepak because of their genuine lepak atmosphere, the waiter itself (where you can express your feelings or lepaskan geram to them) and foods (I'll explain about the foods later). For English readers, lepaking means "hanging out", and mamak refers to the Indian Muslims community here. These people serve awesome dishes that especially makes use of spices in their cookings. This apparently suits the tongue for all races in Malaysia. Only in mamak stalls will you find a fair amount of Malay, Chinese and Indian groups having their meals or just hanging around eating roti canai or naans, talking and chatting or watching Manchester United vs Chelsea(Sorry dude, I'm a fan of the Red Devils). You won't find this scene in any Malay restaurants, Chinese restaurants or Indian restaurants. In fact, when mamak stalls started to bloom first around Seremban area (as I'm from Seremban) last few years ago, they were regarded as the Malaysian's melting pot.&lt;br /&gt;Now about foods. What I actually meant was that they have many light snacks to choose from like all those rotis, their half-boiled eggs, their maggie-goreng mamak,their hot soups and even their authentic foods. Named it, you also can get western dishes there and respectively you also can even have Tomyam Soup(Sometimes it is even better then the Siamese Restaurant) . In fact these mamaks are very innovative. They created roti tisu, roti planta, roti pisang, and all the weird stuffs. Do you guys know that the only roti you can find in India is cappati? You can't even find roti canai there! Weird but true (Pls refer National Geographic year 2005.Dated?). Correct me if I'm wrong.Mamak stalls serves halal foods because they are also Muslims. What happens if some Chinese dudes demands pork from them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-2976528611424090607?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/2976528611424090607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=2976528611424090607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2976528611424090607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2976528611424090607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/mamak-stalls.html' title='Mamak Stalls'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-4949736861382395463</id><published>2008-10-20T17:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:14:12.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>Girls vs Matured Women</title><content type='html'>Girls leave their schedule wide-open and wait for a guy to call and make plans.&lt;br /&gt;Matured women make their own plans and nicely tell the guy to get in where he fits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls want to control the man in their life.&lt;br /&gt;Matured women know that if he’s truly hers, he doesn’t need controlling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls check you for not calling them.&lt;br /&gt;Matured women are too busy to realize you hadn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls are afraid to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;Matured women revel in it-using it as a time for personal growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls ignore the good guys.&lt;br /&gt;Matured women ignore the bad guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls make you come home.&lt;br /&gt;Matured women make you want to come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls worry about not being pretty and/or good enough for their man.&lt;br /&gt;Matured women know that they are pretty and/or good enough for any man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls try to monopolize all their man’s time ( I.e., don’t want him hanging with his friends).&lt;br /&gt;Matured women realize that a lil’ bit of space makes the ‘together time’ even more special-and goes to kick it with her own friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls think a guy crying is weak.&lt;br /&gt;Matured women offer their shoulder and a tissue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls want to be spoiled and ‘tell’ their man so.&lt;br /&gt;Matured women ’show’ him and make him comfortable enough to reciprocate without fear of losing his ‘manhood’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls get hurt by one man and make all men pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;Matured women know that, that was just one man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls fall in love and chase aimlessly after the object of their affection, ignoring all ’signs’.&lt;br /&gt;Matured women know that sometimes the one you love, don’t always love you back-and move on, without bitterness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls will read this and get an attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Matured women will read this and pass it on to other Matured women and their male friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-4949736861382395463?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/4949736861382395463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=4949736861382395463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/4949736861382395463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/4949736861382395463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/girls-vs-matured-women.html' title='Girls vs Matured Women'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-6070147902689747277</id><published>2008-10-20T17:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T13:57:42.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>Women</title><content type='html'>If you kiss her, you are not a gentleman&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t, you are not a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you praise her, she thinks you are lying&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t, you are good for nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you agree to all her likes, you are a wimp&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t, you are not understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you visit her often, she thinks it is boring&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t , she accuses you of double-crossing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are well dressed, she says you are a playboy&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t , you are a dull boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are jealous, she says it’s bad&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t, she thinks you do not love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you attempt a romance, she says you didn’t respect her&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t, she thinks you do not like her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a minute late, she complains it’s hard to wait&lt;br /&gt;If she is late, she says that’s a girl’s way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you visit another man, you’re not putting in “quality time”&lt;br /&gt;If she is visited by another woman, “Oh it’s natural, we are girls”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you kiss her once in a while, she professes you are cold&lt;br /&gt;If you kiss her often, she yells that you are taking advantage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you stare at another woman, she accuses you of flirting&lt;br /&gt;If she is stared by other men, she says that they a just admiring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you talk, she wants you to listen&lt;br /&gt;If you listen, she wants you to talkIn short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So simple, yet so complex&lt;br /&gt;So weak, yet so powerful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So confusing, yet so desirable&lt;br /&gt;So damning, yet so wonderful……….&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOMEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-6070147902689747277?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/6070147902689747277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=6070147902689747277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6070147902689747277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6070147902689747277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/women.html' title='Women'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-244516003976991911</id><published>2008-10-20T17:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:04:52.567+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>Women are complex creatures!!….. here why:</title><content type='html'>If you kiss her, you are not a gentleman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t, you are not a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you praise her, she thinks you are lying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t, you are good for nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you agree to all her likes, you are a wimp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t, you are not understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you visit her often, she thinks it is boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t , she accuses you of double-crossing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are well dressed, she says you are a playboy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t , you are a dull boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are jealous, she says it’s bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t, she thinks you do not love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you attempt a romance, she says you didn’t respect her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t, she thinks you do not like her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a minute late, she complains it’s hard to wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she is late, she says that’s a girl’s way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you visit another man, you’re not putting in “quality time”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she is visited by another woman, “Oh it’s natural, we are girls”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you kiss her once in a while, she professes you are cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you kiss her often, she yells that you are taking advantage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you stare at another woman, she accuses you of flirting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she is stared by other men, she says that they a just admiring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you talk, she wants you to listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you listen, she wants you to talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short :So simple, yet so complex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So weak, yet so powerful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So confusing, yet so desirable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So damning, yet so wonderful……….WOMEN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-244516003976991911?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/244516003976991911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=244516003976991911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/244516003976991911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/244516003976991911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/women-are-complex-creatures-here-why.html' title='Women are complex creatures!!….. here why:'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-7649134500247646125</id><published>2008-10-20T16:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:05:18.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>Quotes that I love !!!!..part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Before you Speak, LISTEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Before you Write, THINK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Before you Spend, EARN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Before you Criticise, WAIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Before you Pray, FORGIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Before you Quit, TRY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BECAUSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;People will forget what you said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;People will forget what you did,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BUT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;People will never forget how you made them feel!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;modified by me!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-7649134500247646125?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/7649134500247646125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=7649134500247646125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/7649134500247646125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/7649134500247646125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/quotes-that-i-love-part-2.html' title='Quotes that I love !!!!..part 2'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-7408686578271787035</id><published>2008-10-20T13:25:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:26:40.507+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farrah Yasmeen'/><title type='text'>Concert At MPPJ Civil Hall</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I just wanna to share with you all Farrah's 1st concert that been held on th e19th August 2008 at MPPJ Civil Hall..Wow!!..There's a lot of parents who were excited as their child and of course close family members such as atuk n nenek..hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sinnce pukul 6.45 kami dah bangun sebab nak sediakan Farrah."Warghhhhh".."Kakak tak nak pg school..Kakak ngantuk"..1st word came from her...Since getting Farrah ready is not my duty that day, Mama dia ken abuat lar..My tugas is to prepare Breakfast of the day..heheheh...setelah berperang dgn Yasmeen for a while, time to make up Yasmeen..This is her favourite part..as I can share her picture below..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP12Vl88-fI/AAAAAAAAAGM/d2JRjXU4rTI/s1600-h/IMG_3156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259490053175704050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP12Vl88-fI/AAAAAAAAAGM/d2JRjXU4rTI/s200/IMG_3156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP12o08w-xI/AAAAAAAAAGU/s7NBm6f2Bws/s1600-h/IMG_3149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259490383618964242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP12o08w-xI/AAAAAAAAAGU/s7NBm6f2Bws/s200/IMG_3149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259108722925324098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPwbhQEfR0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/6QIQ79bjF54/s200/IMG_3155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Finally, Yasmeen dapat disiapkan...Hermm..alamak..lupa lar pulak dia punyer costume..so Mama dia pun gosok costume Farrah while I siapkan Harris and suap Yasmeen makan Burger. After a while, siap lar Farrah n her costume..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPwfGP0LZsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_7XfnIUEmCM/s1600-h/IMG_3167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259112657046955714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPwfGP0LZsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_7XfnIUEmCM/s200/IMG_3167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP11w-YXyuI/AAAAAAAAAF8/bSG8huGZbKc/s1600-h/IMG_3160.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP11_pc3ulI/AAAAAAAAAGE/dS5eDbrsQY0/s1600-h/IMG_3162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259489676157762130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP11_pc3ulI/AAAAAAAAAGE/dS5eDbrsQY0/s200/IMG_3162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259110281713302098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPwc7_AgOlI/AAAAAAAAAEk/VznnmNVgqKk/s200/IMG_3161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Harris tu just in terframe jer..hahha...As usual..When Kakak busy with something, he also will try to get busy as well...So now we off to MPPJ hall...We suppose to be there before 9.30 a.m but from Shah Alam, the clock already shows 9.15 a.m.. So, using my experienced as a F1 driver and collegue to Kubica(support Petronas Sauber).I drive like crazy.And finally we arrived just in a naked of time..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPwsfL-nCWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mz1x_oMkmDc/s1600-h/IMG_3178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259127379164858722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPwsfL-nCWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mz1x_oMkmDc/s200/IMG_3178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259489123977761906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP11fga5lHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CHUDtCAspFQ/s200/IMG_3169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Entering the hall, we saw a lot of parents that are very excited, mengalahkan anak2 pulak..hihihi...Ye lar, parents yang berpeluh nak touch up make anak, betulkan coustume anak, jeritkan anak sebab tak reti duduk diam and alot more lar.A few photos Yasmeen with her collegues in different grades.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP1xccYtvtI/AAAAAAAAAFE/W1FxSdFz7uk/s1600-h/IMG_3182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259484673308737234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP1xccYtvtI/AAAAAAAAAFE/W1FxSdFz7uk/s200/IMG_3182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP1xzKV1yRI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sWuTPBJe-d8/s1600-h/IMG_3183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259485063601834258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP1xzKV1yRI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sWuTPBJe-d8/s200/IMG_3183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259485425624745682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP1yIO-1BtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/o9M3D1GHg_8/s200/IMG_3185.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;So, now is waiting time as the concert started at 11.00 a.m. what should we do. Sit tight and try to identify anyone we know. As my wife sit tight , I have to take care of Harris as he tour the MPPJ Civil Hall. At the same time I did took a few photos of the building and Harris. but the pic I'll show to you all later.&lt;br /&gt;Taraaaa. The show started with acknowledgement from the MC and speech from the headmistress before all the teachers introducing themselves. Then welcoming introduction from the kids of different races. There is a malay girl who cited welcoming note in English, Indian girl with welcoming note in Bahasa Melayu, Chinese boy in Mandarin and Indian girl cited in Tamil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP10fdnrGfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/DH5P-t9YmxU/s1600-h/IMG_3198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259488023714404850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP10fdnrGfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/DH5P-t9YmxU/s200/IMG_3198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP11GvXPIQI/AAAAAAAAAFs/WQzpZAgw998/s1600-h/IMG_3206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259488698492199170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP11GvXPIQI/AAAAAAAAAFs/WQzpZAgw998/s200/IMG_3206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259488459803526690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP1042LbBiI/AAAAAAAAAFk/4YatblrKTiE/s200/IMG_3202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The concert started with year 3 kids performing Spanish dance (if i'm not mistaken)hihihi..I'm only waiting for Farrah Yasmeen's class to perform, so I did not pay enough attention on other performance.There are 5 showcase from year 3 kids. It takes about 20-30 minutes for them to perform. Opppsss, I'm sorry. The concert started with gymnastic performance from th eyear 3 kids, then follow with the Spanis dance. Continued with Tarian Melayu, Chinese Drumplay and English dance. Finally, it's time for Yasmeen to perform. It was very fanatastic as there were year 1 students and they perform very well compared to the year 2 and year 3. It is not because Yasmeen is in year 1 but their performance got loud applause from the audience and even got a good comment from the audience. Thank's a lot to the year 1 teachers and coordinators. Basically I have run out of idea to write, jadik feel free lar nengok gambar Farrah's concert n Farrah's friends.Adios. See u next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP19bSEe93I/AAAAAAAAAGc/fJfRb201EHo/s1600-h/IMG_3223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259497847499192178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP19bSEe93I/AAAAAAAAAGc/fJfRb201EHo/s200/IMG_3223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP19uvfnoiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/c50Lon4P4GU/s1600-h/IMG_3220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259498181815149090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP19uvfnoiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/c50Lon4P4GU/s200/IMG_3220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259497990948740818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP19jodhXtI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6b2uL94Jxp4/s200/IMG_3222.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Pictures taken after the concert. You can see how excited she is playing around with her friends.There is Adam, Daniel and sha??(sorry parent, I forgot you son's name). &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SQZzHj31LSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/03WAeRqKcG4/s1600-h/IMG_3234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262019788354694434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SQZzHj31LSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/03WAeRqKcG4/s200/IMG_3234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SQZwgYxiazI/AAAAAAAAAHM/nP-bIJ4KNyo/s1600-h/IMG_3245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262016916337355570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SQZwgYxiazI/AAAAAAAAAHM/nP-bIJ4KNyo/s200/IMG_3245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262019984636825186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SQZzS_FIzmI/AAAAAAAAAIE/KcIAp-4Gnhw/s200/IMG_3232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SQZx2G5JjaI/AAAAAAAAAHc/B77pD27wXNQ/s1600-h/IMG_3241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262018389006192034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SQZx2G5JjaI/AAAAAAAAAHc/B77pD27wXNQ/s200/IMG_3241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SQZyx4eHbAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6dRxGV9KPT4/s1600-h/IMG_3237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262019415926860802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SQZyx4eHbAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6dRxGV9KPT4/s200/IMG_3237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262017712041128434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SQZxOtAGcfI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Ku1ZOIeKe-Y/s200/IMG_3242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262019141813101698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SQZyh7UTZII/AAAAAAAAAHs/EMsKSHd8NYU/s200/IMG_3239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SQZwVeADkoI/AAAAAAAAAHE/vb5SERmYV3c/s1600-h/IMG_3253.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Later we went to KFC to have our lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SQZv06acp1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/MagmKlicijs/s1600-h/IMG_3257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262016169453070162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SQZv06acp1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/MagmKlicijs/s200/IMG_3257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SQZwVeADkoI/AAAAAAAAAHE/vb5SERmYV3c/s1600-h/IMG_3253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262016728761864834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SQZwVeADkoI/AAAAAAAAAHE/vb5SERmYV3c/s200/IMG_3253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262016379138063282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SQZwBHjPu7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/up7gX-07FsU/s200/IMG_3256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-7408686578271787035?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/7408686578271787035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=7408686578271787035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/7408686578271787035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/7408686578271787035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/concert-at-mppj-civil-hall.html' title='Concert At MPPJ Civil Hall'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SP12Vl88-fI/AAAAAAAAAGM/d2JRjXU4rTI/s72-c/IMG_3156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-8798825302578323072</id><published>2008-10-17T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:05:49.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>Infidelity - Lack of loyalty, An act of sexual unfaithfulness part 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Simple Hints that Give Away a Cheater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your spouse is an expert liar or well-trained actor, he or she might easily deceive you for the duration of the illicit affair. You will remain happy and content at home while your partner is out having fun like you haven't had since high school. Well, it's more likely that your spouse will embark on this affair tentatively or even reluctantly, and with a great deal of anxiety. It's more likely that he or she is not a trained actor, and as such, will probably leave clues.&lt;br /&gt;There are the traditional clues - smell of perfume, lipstick on the collar, etc. - but there are other, more subtle hints at infidelity. Here are a few that you might want to study, particularly if your intuition is already telling you to me weary and watch for signs.&lt;br /&gt;The first set of clues could be placed under the heading "Self Image." These include several very subtle changes, and some that aren't so subtle. All of them could have a perfectly reasonableexplanation, but these hints aren't about hard evidence. These hints are about supporting your suspicions with "reasonable doubt." If he starts to work out when he hasn't lifted weights in years, or if he starts doing sit-ups out of the blue, it isn't enough to warrant a divorce, but it is enough to look a little deeper.&lt;br /&gt;Also under the self-image category is a sudden change in clothing or dress habits. An unprompted shopping trip is nothing to worry about, but if he goes from Faded Glory jeans to a $500 suit in the span of a week, something is clearly wrong. The change may be more subtle, however, and so you should ask in as unprovoking a way as possible, "why the sudden change?" If he is happy to tell you that he is pushing for a promotion, or he's having a midlife crisis - that's great! But be particularly weary if he becomes defensive and angry, especially if he tells you it's none of your business. Firstly, if you're partners in life and in love, it absolutely is your business. Secondly, it's a sign that he has something to hide.&lt;br /&gt;This last point is a good segue into the next set of hints that might give away a cheater: a change in attitude. Suddenly becoming short-tempered, defensive, or particularly secretive about where he goes or when, are all signs that he has something to hide. Watch out for these changes, as they might also signal the beginning of a personality shift that could lead to a real emotional split, even if he isn't cheating.&lt;br /&gt;Also on the list of personality changes might be a sudden change in the type of music he listens to. This is a well-known change, and one that you probably remember from high school or college. When that good-looking guy made you a tape of his favorite bands, listening to those bands was a way of getting to know him. This might also be the case with your cheating spouse. A sudden change in the taste of music of your husband or wife may be innocent enough, but if it seems quite pronounced, it is worth more than a casual second glance.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, you should also consider looking for the old stand-byes that indicate infidelity, like lipstick on the color and the smell of perfume, but more subtle hints about infidelity are dropped even more often. Keep your eyes open and be aware. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-8798825302578323072?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/8798825302578323072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=8798825302578323072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/8798825302578323072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/8798825302578323072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/infidelity-lack-of-loyalty-act-of_6870.html' title='Infidelity - Lack of loyalty, An act of sexual unfaithfulness part 5'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-8359761082896190680</id><published>2008-10-17T11:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:06:07.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting reading'/><title type='text'>Infidelity - Lack of loyalty, An act of sexual unfaithfulness part 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Infidelity Affects Both Sexes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From time immemorial, women have always been seen as the weaker sex. So they have always been treated with kid gloves by society. In marriage and relationships, when the cookie crumbles, in many cases men are blamed for it, even if that may not be the truth. In divorce cases, men are the fall guys and are made to pay alimonies. Some deserve it, and some are victims of our justice system.&lt;br /&gt;But women are not always the saints that society is made to believe they are. And men aren't the only ones who betray their marriage vows.&lt;br /&gt;Women are gaining reputation when it comes to adultery. If you think it's just the rich and famous that stray when it comes to infidelity, then you are mistaken. That woman living next door or sitting at the next desk in the office not only may betray her marriage vows, but she may also feel comfortable enough to talk about it on talk shows like Jenny Jones, Jerry Springer or in magazine articles.&lt;br /&gt;However, we should hand it to women. They rarely cheat when they are in a fulfilled relationship. Statistics still point to men leading adultery figures.&lt;br /&gt;So, why does an otherwise faithful wife turn into an adulterous woman with an appetite for the forbidden?&lt;br /&gt;The case of the two women to be described shortly should be food for thought for men...&lt;br /&gt;The first woman said she was cheating on her husband because she needed more attention than he gave her. She said her husband's job required that he does a lot of traveling, but she had no problem with that because she could deal with the loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;But what she couldn't deal with was his lack of attention when he finally arrived home from his traveling.&lt;br /&gt;The second woman, whose marriage ended when her husband found out she was cheating, said she cheated for the same reason (lack of attention at home) and... wait for it... might do it again if her current husband stops being attentive.&lt;br /&gt;In the book "Midnight of Confessions: True Stories of Adultery", many women justified their extra marital affairs because they said something was lacking in their marriages - or more specifically - something was lacking in their relationships with their husbands.&lt;br /&gt;Rather than try to "fix" the relationship, they chose to find someone else to provide what they considered lacking in their husbands.&lt;br /&gt;Virtually everyday we see or read about women how say they are married but are fantasizing about someone else. Sometimes they are already involved with another person but feel guilty because they say they love their husbands.&lt;br /&gt;Some wives cheat because their husbands cheated on them first. They justify their actions because they wanted their husbands to feel the same pain of betrayal they felt. Others say they cheat too to show their husbands that they too can be desirable to other men.&lt;br /&gt;Susan Shapiro Barash, in her book "A Passion for More," tries to provide an insight into why women tread this ignominious path. She writes:&lt;br /&gt;"Women of today, as a result of the women's movement as well as the dynamics of women in the workplace, have a heightened self awareness. Their exposure to men, their access to men is different than in the past."&lt;br /&gt;My opinion on this is that women who betray their marital vows do it because they are focused on the thrill of the moment and don't think about the long term effects of their actions. For the first time, women are involved in interpersonal relationships with men in all sectors of society, and one of the consequences of this increased interaction is the increased chance of infidelity occurring.&lt;br /&gt;It's a changing world out there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-8359761082896190680?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/8359761082896190680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=8359761082896190680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/8359761082896190680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/8359761082896190680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/infidelity-lack-of-loyalty-act-of_17.html' title='Infidelity - Lack of loyalty, An act of sexual unfaithfulness part 4'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-4247399064180621455</id><published>2008-10-17T10:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:06:38.907+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>MAHALNYA CINTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sajakislam.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sajak Islam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahai Tuhanku, lapangkanlah bagiku, dadaku. Dan mudahkanlah bagiku, tugasku. Dan lepaskanlah simpulan dari lidahku. Supaya mereka faham perkataanku. -Al-Quran (Surah Taha: 25-28)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cinta itu mahal,&lt;br /&gt;Jangan beri cinta pada sebarangan,&lt;br /&gt;Memberi cinta atau meletakkan cinta kepada sebarangan adalah sia-sia&lt;br /&gt;dan akan menyesal,&lt;br /&gt;Kerana cinta itu mahal biarlah pulangannya sepadan dengan mahalnya,&lt;br /&gt;Kalau kita cinta kepada sesuatu kita pula yang memberi sesuatu kepadanya,&lt;br /&gt;adalah orang yang bodoh macam baghal;&lt;br /&gt;Kita beri cinta pada lelaki terutama yang bukan suami kita,&lt;br /&gt;berbagai-bagai perkara dan benda dia minta kita berikan kepadanya,&lt;br /&gt;Bukan dia yang memberi sesuatu kepada kita bukankah kita dibodohinya?&lt;br /&gt;Adakalanya setelah dia rebut cinta kita, dia pun tarik diri dari kita&lt;br /&gt;apakah untungnya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Begitu juga kita berikan cinta kepada suami kita, berbagai-bagai perkara yang dia minta kita kena beri juga,&lt;br /&gt;Dia tidak fikir lagi apakah kita ada atau tidak ada,&lt;br /&gt;Sudahlah cinta kita beri kepadanya, kita diminta pula apa sahaja!&lt;br /&gt;Sepatutnya dialah yang memberi kita apa sahaja,&lt;br /&gt;Kerana kita telah bayar dengan kecintaan kepadanya, cinta itu bukankah mahal?&lt;br /&gt;Kita cinta harta, kita cari untuk kita milikinya,&lt;br /&gt;Siang malam kita tidak rehat dibuatnya kerana cintakan harta,&lt;br /&gt;Setelah dapat apa yang kita mahu,&lt;br /&gt;Banyaklah harta yang ada pada kita, hingga kita jadi orang kaya,&lt;br /&gt;Aduh! Sedihnya kita pula kena jaga harta,&lt;br /&gt;Kalau tidak jaga orang curi pula atau dia binasa,&lt;br /&gt;Sepatutnya kecintaan telah kita beri kepadanya, dialah jaga kita,&lt;br /&gt;mengapa pula kita jaga dia;&lt;br /&gt;Kita pula telah diperbodoh oleh harta,&lt;br /&gt;Kita diperhambanya hingga menyusahkan kita,&lt;br /&gt;Kita letak dia di tempat yang mulia dan terpelihara,&lt;br /&gt;Hartalah yang mulia bukan kita yang mulia, kita tidak dipedulikannya,&lt;br /&gt;Sekali lagi harta boleh memperbodoh kita,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa manusia tidak pandai meletakkan cinta&lt;br /&gt;kepada Zat Dialah yang akan menjaga kita,&lt;br /&gt;Dia akan urus kita, bertanggungjawab kepada kita, memelihara kita,&lt;br /&gt;Siang malam Dia akan jaga kita,&lt;br /&gt;Di waktu susah disenangkan-Nya kita!&lt;br /&gt;Ketika sakit disembuh-Nya kita!&lt;br /&gt;Di kala kita miskin dikayakan-Nya kita!&lt;br /&gt;Di waktu kita lapar dikenyangkan-Nya kita!&lt;br /&gt;Di waktu kita takut, dihiburkan-Nya kita!&lt;br /&gt;Bahkan Dia memberi segala-galanya kepada kita selama mana kita masih hidup di dunia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang saya maksudkan ialah Tuhan kita yang menghidup dan mematikan kita,&lt;br /&gt;Bukankah baik kita cintakan Dia, kita beri kasih sayang kepada-Nya,&lt;br /&gt;Alangkah patutnya bahkan indahnya kita mencintai satu Zat yang belum kita kenal,&lt;br /&gt;Dia jauh sekali mencintai-Nya,&lt;br /&gt;Dia telah beri kita hidup, rezeki, kesihatan, hiburan dan lain-lainnya,&lt;br /&gt;Kita belum beri kasih sayang kepada-Nya,&lt;br /&gt;Dia telah pemurah dengan kita, terutama udara,&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa kita bayar apa-apa kepada-Nya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalaulah kita kenal Dia dan cinta pula dengan-Nya Dia akan beri kita sesuatu yang bersifat rohani dan maknawi pula,&lt;br /&gt;Yang bersifat maknawi dan rohani itu lebih mahal daripada kehidupan yang lahir di dunia,&lt;br /&gt;Untungnya kekal abadi, kita terima di Akhirat sana di dalam Syurga,&lt;br /&gt;Apakah dia?&lt;br /&gt;Iaitu rahmat-Nya,&lt;br /&gt;Dia akan anugerah yang lebih besar lagi yang kita akan terima dari-Nya,&lt;br /&gt;Hidayah-Nya taufiq-Nya, iman dan taqwa, cinta-Nya, redha-Nya, keampunan-Nya akhirnya adalah Syurga-Nya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa kita tidak jatuh hati dengan Zat yang kita tidak cinta pun,&lt;br /&gt;pemurah-Nya sudah diberi-Nya kepada kita?&lt;br /&gt;Kalau kita cintai Dia lebih besar lagi kita terima redha dan keampunan-Nya,&lt;br /&gt;Kita tidak payah jaga Dia, Dialah yang jaga kita,&lt;br /&gt;Kita tidak payah tadbir Dia, Dialah yang mentadbir kita,&lt;br /&gt;Kita tidak payah menjaga keselamatan-Nya, Dialah yang menjaga keselamatan kita,&lt;br /&gt;Bahkan di waktu kita tidur pun Dia jaga kita begitu setia,&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa kita beri cinta murahan, yang menyusahkan kita,&lt;br /&gt;Kitalah yang memberinya bukan dia memberi kita,&lt;br /&gt;Macam-macam kita memberinya itu pun dia tidak setia,&lt;br /&gt;Alangkah bodohnya kita bahkan malang sekalilah kita kerana ditipunya kita,&lt;br /&gt;Di mana akal kita hingga tidak mampu berfikir secara rasional,&lt;br /&gt;Marilah kita merubah sikap untuk menyelamatkan diri kita,&lt;br /&gt;Kita cintailah Tuhan, yang Dia memberi kita segala-galanya hidup dan mati kita,&lt;br /&gt;Cintakan Tuhan selamat kita ke Syurga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nukilan: ???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-4247399064180621455?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/4247399064180621455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=4247399064180621455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/4247399064180621455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/4247399064180621455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/mahalnya-cinta.html' title='MAHALNYA CINTA'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-2236592256872321857</id><published>2008-10-16T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:56:07.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Quotes that I love !!!!..</title><content type='html'>"A father is always making his baby into a little woman. And when she is a woman he turns her back again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enid Bagnold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A man knows when he is growing old because he begins to look like his father."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anger is one letter short of danger."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anonymous &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He who angers you conquers you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth Kenny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The secret source of humor itself is not joy, but sorrow. There is no humor in heaven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poemofquotes.com/quotes/t/marktwain/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mark Twain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The future depends on what we do in the present."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mahatma Gandhi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-2236592256872321857?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/2236592256872321857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=2236592256872321857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2236592256872321857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2236592256872321857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/quotes-that-i-love.html' title='Quotes that I love !!!!..'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-1812485918933420148</id><published>2008-10-16T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:40:50.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>What happened to our love?&lt;br /&gt;It used to be so bright&lt;br /&gt;Loving, laughing, caring&lt;br /&gt;Then soon caught the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my one and only love&lt;br /&gt;Cared for you too much&lt;br /&gt;Then something happened&lt;br /&gt;And slept with that manYou deceived me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never felt so desperate&lt;br /&gt;But I try to forgive you now&lt;br /&gt;And try not to think about before&lt;br /&gt;I love you so muchIt just hurts to ponder now&lt;br /&gt;Everything I haveIs because of youEverything I bought&lt;br /&gt;Was because of youI just love you so much&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared to lose you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd try on poem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-1812485918933420148?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/1812485918933420148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=1812485918933420148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/1812485918933420148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/1812485918933420148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-1303868889642899919</id><published>2008-10-16T10:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:52:57.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family'/><title type='text'>My Son Harris Danniel bin Mohd Nazrol Fuzi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU DEAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPasQEt2QbI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Gm0vhsQ8M_k/s1600-h/IMG_2303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257579007145558450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPasQEt2QbI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Gm0vhsQ8M_k/s320/IMG_2303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPasBJDuXdI/AAAAAAAAADs/548sO-NwVE8/s1600-h/P1210402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257578750613020114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPasBJDuXdI/AAAAAAAAADs/548sO-NwVE8/s320/P1210402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SParEroDkTI/AAAAAAAAADk/UFXzD_a5N8Q/s1600-h/PB260172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257577711920189746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SParEroDkTI/AAAAAAAAADk/UFXzD_a5N8Q/s320/PB260172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPaqiVISzdI/AAAAAAAAADc/Ijue41ckDgw/s1600-h/11082006082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257577121765838290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPaqiVISzdI/AAAAAAAAADc/Ijue41ckDgw/s320/11082006082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-1303868889642899919?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/1303868889642899919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=1303868889642899919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/1303868889642899919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/1303868889642899919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-son-harris-danniel-bin-mohd-nazrol.html' title='My Son Harris Danniel bin Mohd Nazrol Fuzi'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPasQEt2QbI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Gm0vhsQ8M_k/s72-c/IMG_2303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-8699588913215063156</id><published>2008-10-16T10:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:42:30.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family'/><title type='text'>My Daughter Farrah Yasmeen bt Mohd Nazrol Fuzi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE U DEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPapd7rAiTI/AAAAAAAAADU/8K984c8lqgU/s1600-h/Farrah+Yasmeen+Sample+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257575946701015346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPapd7rAiTI/AAAAAAAAADU/8K984c8lqgU/s320/Farrah+Yasmeen+Sample+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPapDCUXtAI/AAAAAAAAADM/UziNCx4dlA0/s1600-h/PC010190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257575484628644866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPapDCUXtAI/AAAAAAAAADM/UziNCx4dlA0/s320/PC010190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPaoHWLRb8I/AAAAAAAAADE/FzJOHAfwQog/s1600-h/fyb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257574459167043522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPaoHWLRb8I/AAAAAAAAADE/FzJOHAfwQog/s320/fyb1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPany3Vk5QI/AAAAAAAAAC8/JYA-9Oxh8PU/s1600-h/Yasmeen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257574107291378946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPany3Vk5QI/AAAAAAAAAC8/JYA-9Oxh8PU/s320/Yasmeen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-8699588913215063156?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/8699588913215063156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=8699588913215063156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/8699588913215063156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/8699588913215063156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-daughter-farrah-yasmeen-bt-mohd.html' title='My Daughter Farrah Yasmeen bt Mohd Nazrol Fuzi'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPapd7rAiTI/AAAAAAAAADU/8K984c8lqgU/s72-c/Farrah+Yasmeen+Sample+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-6750749928721378044</id><published>2008-10-16T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:22:09.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family'/><title type='text'>Picture of my Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPajZq9eTvI/AAAAAAAAACs/Ld-oWEMw8ug/s1600-h/IMG_2839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257569276425817842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPajZq9eTvI/AAAAAAAAACs/Ld-oWEMw8ug/s320/IMG_2839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The one and only wife of mine, Fazila Shaharuzaman and my son. Picture us taken as one family all blurred. I've been cursed by the camera. hahahha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257570533460947186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPaki1yAMPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9EIVj-CYHZM/s320/IMG_2928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Farrah Yasmeen in her Baju Kurung&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPaiLzfhBXI/AAAAAAAAACk/owgl-9lRZj4/s1600-h/IMG_2988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257567938686289266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPaiLzfhBXI/AAAAAAAAACk/owgl-9lRZj4/s320/IMG_2988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My daughter Farrah Yasmeen. 4 yrs old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPahincYJeI/AAAAAAAAACU/5mtMey0HoAE/s1600-h/IMG_2927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257567231077262818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPahincYJeI/AAAAAAAAACU/5mtMey0HoAE/s320/IMG_2927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture was taken at my wife's kampung in Linggi, Negeri Sembilan, Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPagrvfeJaI/AAAAAAAAACM/vRRCWVRnX_Y/s1600-h/IMG_2877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257566288344917410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPagrvfeJaI/AAAAAAAAACM/vRRCWVRnX_Y/s320/IMG_2877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My son Harris Danniel. Is he cute like his father. I wonder!!..hihihihi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPaeiFmov0I/AAAAAAAAACE/vukXL15sXF8/s1600-h/IMG_2691.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/7403111551764453325-6750749928721378044?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/6750749928721378044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=6750749928721378044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6750749928721378044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6750749928721378044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/picture-of-my-family.html' title='Picture of my Family'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SPajZq9eTvI/AAAAAAAAACs/Ld-oWEMw8ug/s72-c/IMG_2839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-7346607975610326409</id><published>2008-10-16T09:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T11:23:25.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><title type='text'>Infidelity - Lack of loyalty, An act of sexual unfaithfulness part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                        Have you noticed any of this behavior?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some common signs to look for if you're concerned that your spouse is being unfaithful.&lt;br /&gt;- You start receiving hang up calls on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;The other person might be calling to see if your partner will answer. If you don't have caller id - get it. Then you can see who the hang up calls are coming from. You may choose to call the number back and see if you recognize the voice. If you do this, call from a pay phone so that your number isn't recognized.&lt;br /&gt;- Your spouse starts working a lot of hours or taking a lot of business trips.&lt;br /&gt;See what you can do to verify your spouse's whereabouts. If they're going out of town, be sure to get an itinerary. Try calling the hotel room when he wouldn't expect it; maybe an hour after you've talked and said goodnight for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;- Your spouse stops wearing their wedding ring.&lt;br /&gt;Unless something such as a dramatic weight gain or weight loss has occurred, it's suspicious if your partner suddenly stops wearing a wedding ring.&lt;br /&gt;- Interest in sex is lacking.&lt;br /&gt;If your partner's sex drive suddenly declines significantly, it could be a big sign that something's going on. Some people are simply not interested in their spouse sexually once they have a new partner; others feel too guilty to have sex with their spouse when they're sleeping with someone else. Be aware that a decline in sex drive can be caused by stress, medication, or other issues as well.&lt;br /&gt;- You lose access to bills.&lt;br /&gt;If you suddenly no longer have access to the cell phone bill, the home phone bill or your spouse's credit card bill, it could be a sign that there's something on those bills they don't want you to see.&lt;br /&gt;- The emphasis on your partners appearance increases, they join a gym, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Unless this is part of a desire to get healthy decided on by the both of you, your partner might be interested in looking good for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;- You begin to get showered with gifts.&lt;br /&gt;If your spouse is suddenly away from home more than usual, but brings you a gift nearly every time they come home, your partner could be buying you gifts both to ease the guilt and to avoid making you suspicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your spouse is demonstrating some of the above behaviors, you may have legitimate cause to worry. Take time to examine your relationship and see if there are clues as to why your spouse might be looking elsewhere; though there are certainly situations where there don't seem to be any concrete reasons why people cheat.&lt;br /&gt;If you believe your spouse is cheating, it may be wise to look for some evidence before you confront them. Many cheating spouses will tell you that it's "just your imagination" when you confront them with your suspicions. If you want to get to the bottom of the situation once and for all, confronting your partner with evidence is the best way. Find those hidden cell phone bills. Read personal emails, Check into travel arrangements for those "business trips".&lt;br /&gt;Infidelity in a marriage is one of the most devastating things we can face. But, until you know once and for all whether or not your spouse is really cheating, you can't deal with the situation and try to recover. Intuition is often right on target; if you think something is wrong and your spouse is displaying cheating behavior, there's a good chance you're right. So, take the time to find out what's really going on in your marriage so that you can get on with your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-7346607975610326409?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/7346607975610326409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=7346607975610326409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/7346607975610326409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/7346607975610326409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/infidelity-lack-of-loyalty-act-of_605.html' title='Infidelity - Lack of loyalty, An act of sexual unfaithfulness part 3'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-3925118286495590214</id><published>2008-10-16T09:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T11:36:24.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><title type='text'>Infidelity - Lack of loyalty, An act of sexual unfaithfulness part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What Is An Emotional Affair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone has an emotional affair with someone else and their spouse feels shut out or left behind, they have cheated against their spouse. In plain simple language... yes, it is infidelity.&lt;br /&gt;But what about the situation when their spouse has emotionally left them years before? Can it still be considered cheating if the aggrieved partner seeks companionship, albeit without sex, with another man or woman?&lt;br /&gt;That is a tough one. But the question still has to be answered.&lt;br /&gt;In my view, it still is infidelity. Only this - the cheating act goes both ways. Always, however, this is not good for relationships or marriages if partners adopt the 'tit for tat' approach.&lt;br /&gt;A school of thought says when someone has the need for another partner because their spouse is no longer responsive to their needs, or is emotionally shutdown and refuses to come back, then that person has to follow their heart.&lt;br /&gt;The question many people wonder about is why some people will continue to have emotional affair but still want to keep their marriage?&lt;br /&gt;One school of thought seems to have anticipated this. Hear its response: they commit a deep and unyielding wound against themselves, God, their spouse, children and the other person.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, as the pressure becomes too much from lying and trying to be two people at the same time, it will drive them crazy.&lt;br /&gt;At a certain point, this person's psyche will break down.&lt;br /&gt;Some release from themselves in the manner of a mental breakdown in order to numb their pain. In essence, they train their minds not to feel anyone else other than themselves deep inside. Do you think this is smart? I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;It is a fact that in almost every marriage, one or both partners will feel abandoned at some point as the other seeks new interests.&lt;br /&gt;Because the world of love has incredible vistas to discover, each partner needs to be interested in all that the other partner seeks if they want to keep their relationship healthy and full of love.&lt;br /&gt;But if one feels complacent about their spouses' interest (it is only indirectly involved via small talk), then the ground is set for an upheaval.&lt;br /&gt;What do you do if you are faced with such a dilemma?&lt;br /&gt;Our purist school of thought is still very much around regarding how to cope and bring your marriage back to how it was before your partner had an emotional affair. And its advice is interesting.&lt;br /&gt;It says if ever you need more emotional intimacy with your spouse, take their hands and hold them tightly. Look them deeply in their eyes and tell them that you need them by your side in all that youdo.&lt;br /&gt;Tell them that their presence in your life really matters. Allow them to feel that you feel torn because of the emotional drift.&lt;br /&gt;Be direct and be firm. Tell them that you need them with all your heart. It will make a really big difference.&lt;br /&gt;Taking these viewpoints into account, when is the last time you examined your partner's basic needs within your relationship? When did you last examine your own individual needs? Is it time to revisit this? Think of it as a relationship health checkup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-3925118286495590214?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/3925118286495590214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=3925118286495590214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/3925118286495590214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/3925118286495590214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/infidelity-lack-of-loyalty-act-of_15.html' title='Infidelity - Lack of loyalty, An act of sexual unfaithfulness part 2'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-6501362591517290482</id><published>2008-10-16T09:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T09:22:42.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diari'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is still the same day as yesterday...hari nie aku dok pasang lagu creep (radiohead)..tak tau knaper...feel's like a creep at the moment...hahhah...I'll continue after short while...going for a meeting ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-6501362591517290482?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/6501362591517290482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=6501362591517290482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6501362591517290482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/6501362591517290482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/assalamualaikum-today-is-still-same-day.html' title=''/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-2789682146088257328</id><published>2008-10-15T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:24:41.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diari'/><title type='text'>Diari</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi!!..Today my 1st day came to work...to recapture the 1st blog..gua kena denggie daa....nie baru lar sihat sikit...What will be my next project?...Hermmm...I'm thingking of doing research on Infidelity...My first blog regarding infidelity can be seen at column marriage..Have fun guyzz...I'll continue tomorrow..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-2789682146088257328?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/2789682146088257328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=2789682146088257328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2789682146088257328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2789682146088257328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/diari.html' title='Diari'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-8120629756810599315</id><published>2008-10-15T09:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T11:35:39.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><title type='text'>Infidelity - Lack of loyalty, An act of sexual unfaithfulness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Should You Trust Your Partner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should you trust your partner once they have cheated on you once? Is it a case of "once a cheater, always a cheater"?&lt;br /&gt;The question of whether "once a cheater, always a cheater" brings another question close to mind. This question is - if you were in business with a partner and you discovered your partner was stealing money from the company, would you ever trust him or her again?&lt;br /&gt;That is what infidelity is like... And to continue a relationship once you have been betrayed relies on strength, love, and a leap of faith.&lt;br /&gt;You see, all humans share a common quality. From Moscow to China, through the US and even South Africa, we all want to be loved exclusively. And cheating or infidelity, or whatever term we may use to describe adultery, attacks the very essence of what we desire exclusively.&lt;br /&gt;Some experts claim that a couple can get past the problem after a case of cheating and build a relationship better than before it happened. Research findings and opinion polls identify that the likelihood of this happening is low, nevertheless it is still possible with hard work and commitment.&lt;br /&gt;Other experts have come up with a stronger mantra which says - you can get past an extra-marital affair by your spouse if both of you agree that an open and honest talk holds the key to a truce.&lt;br /&gt;Again, critics have punctured holes in this school of thought.&lt;br /&gt;The first hole is that the innocent party is not likely to get an honest account from the other party. If they told you exactly what was on their mind at each stage of the affair, it would end your relationship. How much truth do you need to know, and does knowing the absolute truth and all its gritty facts make the affair any easier to bear?&lt;br /&gt;The second hole in this line of thought is that there is a problem with talk as a cure. So what kind of problem is this?&lt;br /&gt;In such a talk, one person always has the most to gain. And in this case, the cheater has the upper hand. The cheater always has something to gain because all the unfaithful party has to do is what they were supposed to do in the first place - talk... and in many cases, edit the version of the truth to make it more palatable for the one listening.&lt;br /&gt;And what does the aggrieved partner get in return? A lifetime of wondering. That's what they get from the talking. They will keep on wondering whether the adulterous partner wouldn't have strayed if they had been more responsive to his or her needs.&lt;br /&gt;Talk keeps people engaged. And if your partner is the crafty type, they will let you do the talking. This way you lose the initiative and lower your demands, lower your expectations and lower your resistance.&lt;br /&gt;Remaining together with a cheater sets up unpleasant situation, as it is filled with doubts and the need to have blind faith that the two of you will get through this. In some circumstances, the unfaithful husband often tries to level the field by accusing the wife of also having an affair.&lt;br /&gt;Even if that doesn't happen, the cheating husband can accuse the wife each time of not forgiving him. So the issue then becomes- not who has cheated, but who failed to forgive. This way the tables are turned on the innocent spouse.&lt;br /&gt;The issue of cheating in a marriage is a difficult one. So many people get caught up in finding the elusive piece of evidence that irrefutably proves an affair that they overlook what they are going to do when that moment happens. It pays to consider what your reaction is going to be and prepare for this, so if it happens your reaction is considered and constructive.&lt;br /&gt;This is what will determine whether your marriage fails or survives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-8120629756810599315?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/8120629756810599315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=8120629756810599315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/8120629756810599315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/8120629756810599315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/infidelity-lack-of-loyalty-act-of.html' title='Infidelity - Lack of loyalty, An act of sexual unfaithfulness'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-1457820384229631991</id><published>2008-10-07T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T11:04:26.253+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>The Thief of Hearts</title><content type='html'>The Thief of Hearts&lt;br /&gt;Gives grief to hearts&lt;br /&gt;That’s how this trump card works&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hangs around&lt;br /&gt;Without a sound&lt;br /&gt;Not showing where he lurks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He comes and goes&lt;br /&gt;Where? No one knows&lt;br /&gt;But he steals when least expected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you know&lt;br /&gt;The seed’s he’s own&lt;br /&gt;You’d take steps to be protected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But clean, fair play&lt;br /&gt;Is not his way&lt;br /&gt;This knave won’t chance a gamble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For him, instead&lt;br /&gt;It’s left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;The way for him to ramble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, You Thief!!&lt;br /&gt;You dastardly curmudgeon!&lt;br /&gt;You stole away&lt;br /&gt;My job today&lt;br /&gt;And leave me here, begrudging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you now&lt;br /&gt;Taking your bow&lt;br /&gt;Before you leave me, fleeing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snidely you smirk&lt;br /&gt;You sniveling jerk!&lt;br /&gt;Now! You don’t mind my seeing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You coward. You rat!&lt;br /&gt;You broke me flat!&lt;br /&gt;You gave me not a chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sneaked around&lt;br /&gt;Then stabbed me down&lt;br /&gt;And slayed my sweet romance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-1457820384229631991?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/1457820384229631991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=1457820384229631991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/1457820384229631991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/1457820384229631991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/thief-of-hearts.html' title='The Thief of Hearts'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-7199757510175763027</id><published>2008-10-07T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T09:42:01.509+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><title type='text'>Marriage</title><content type='html'>"The concept of two people living together for 5 years with a few serious dispute suggests a lack of spirit only to be admired in sheep." - My wife and I were on our nightly chat one day when we compared notes about vacations she would enjoy.For me, I never told her as we are 2 totally different people regarding our dream vacations.She wants to shopping in Bandung, Indonesia (which we will be doing it in January next year).I want to people-watch outside a Pulau Perhentian while listening to soft music. Actually, a lot.She wants to travel to Australia and stay in a luxurious 5 star hotels. I want to go to Europe to Manchester, Barcelona, and watch football live or canterburry to watch the All Blacks.Mmm.She loves to stay in a luxurious hotels.She loves to shoopings in the flee market. I like getting from point A to point B as quickly as possible.She likes to meet people. Me!! wanna to stay away from people.Sometimes I wonder how two people with very disparate tastes could stay married for 5 years.There are a lot's of things that could break us apart, but I still love her that is why I think what saves us. infedility, terms that I should not use but, it still could happen and it does happen...so take care of your wife...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-7199757510175763027?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/7199757510175763027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=7199757510175763027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/7199757510175763027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/7199757510175763027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/marriage.html' title='Marriage'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-5745586265064131244</id><published>2008-10-06T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T08:36:08.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rayer'/><title type='text'>SELAMAT HARI RAYA</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum semua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya..Maaf Zahir Dan Batin (Kalau ada lar)...So, how's your celebration of raya.Do u have fun with your family  or loved one...hope so..For me, it is as usual..same lame Hari Raya celebration...on the eve of raya I slept at my in-laws house and in the morning of raya I prayed at my parents surau..then went back to my in-laws to ask for forgiveness, took  a few family photo an das usual the photographer will be cursed as none of his picture turn great..all blur..huhuuh...after that run to my uncle's house to ask for forgiveness...went back to Linggi my wife's kg then end...rest for the day...tomorrow stat all over again, went back to Jelebu my parent's kampung....stay the whole day...then back to my parent's house and rest....whoshhh..same old stories....Finally on the 4th raya I collapsed..got a Flu(viral infection) according to the doctor and ask me to be admitted to the hospital..no way hoze...just ask for medication and way I off to Shah Alam...now i'm working and not feeling well...Don't know whether to take MC or not...hhuuuhuhu...but I'm feeling cold, my back hurt's like hell, don't mention about my head...arghhhhhh...but still I have my commitment to write this blog...huhhuhuu......And I don't know....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-5745586265064131244?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/5745586265064131244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=5745586265064131244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/5745586265064131244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/5745586265064131244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='SELAMAT HARI RAYA'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-149296508157962181</id><published>2008-09-29T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T14:40:38.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Experiment with SLR'/><title type='text'>My Impromtu Shots!! Canon D450</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251317158694875298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBtIhbr8KI/AAAAAAAAABo/u5b1DojXreI/s320/IMG_2345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the scenery taken from Muara,Klang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Without using any tripod.I think the pic is too dark..but I loved it!!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBsUv14_iI/AAAAAAAAABg/27UjlYD3Bis/s1600-h/IMG_2657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251316269209681442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBsUv14_iI/AAAAAAAAABg/27UjlYD3Bis/s320/IMG_2657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture taken in from level 5, my balcony..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't think it is a nice shoot, but still i'm an amateur photographer..hihihi...Let see..how about another picture...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBr_JjJCVI/AAAAAAAAABY/KxXq3MyaMx0/s1600-h/IMG_2658.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBrvXVyHQI/AAAAAAAAABQ/kD_OE5Kax-4/s1600-h/IMG_2637.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7403111551764453325-149296508157962181?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/149296508157962181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=149296508157962181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/149296508157962181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/149296508157962181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-impromtu-shots-canon-d450.html' title='My Impromtu Shots!! Canon D450'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBtIhbr8KI/AAAAAAAAABo/u5b1DojXreI/s72-c/IMG_2345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-2855130055286434733</id><published>2008-09-29T13:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T14:55:42.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sejarah Aku'/><title type='text'>Kegagalan-Kegagalan Dalam Hidup Aku</title><content type='html'>Setiap manusia ada melalui zaman kegemilangan masing-masing dan juga melalui zaman kejatuhan masing-masing. dalam kehidupan aku setakat ini terdapat beberapa penyesalan yang aku lalui terbit dari keputusan yang salah. Bukan salah tapi kurang tepat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama - Berpindah Ke Sekolah Teknik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku masih ingat lagi...petang tu, pengumuman dari warta berita menyatakan besok results PMR akan keluar. Semua pelajar2 yang mengambil PMR diminta untuk kesekolah masing2 utk mengambil keputusan. Keesokan harinya, pagio2 lagi aku dah nbangun.Aku dapat rasakan yang aku akan berjaya kerana berkat usaha aku belajar selama ini.Confident pun tinggi sebab baru dapat anugerah Pelajar Contoh.Hihihi..Hebat aku ketika itu.Masuk jer pagar sekolah aku lihat ramai rakan-rakan aku dah sampai.ada yg dah ambil results. Ada yg menangis dan ada yg senyum kambing.. Aku terus gie kat Cikgu aku..Lupalak namayer...Ambik results....Congratulations...You make us proud..Wow...Gembiranyer aku...hhhi..But, from that moment, bermula lar kegagalan hidup aku...Aku tunjuk results kat Family aku..semua proud kat aku....so diorang advice aku masuk Sekolah Teknik..Aku berbelah bagi...Cikgu aku advise aku suruh stay kat skolah lama...aku pun nak stay..member2 aku pun suruh stay...tapi family aku insists aku masuk Sekolah Teknik..According to them, this is a rare opportunity..And the thought of following my late grandfather's footstep of becoming civil enggineer...Apa lar aku nie..jap English, jap BM..Who cares..I'm the one who wrote this memoir..So to cut it short, I enroll myself as a student at Sekolah Menengah Teknik **** ****...I'm suppose to be proud, but instead I'm still in dilemma...1st day in Teknik, I will always remmeber...Shout one of the guru disiplin.."Students from SMSA..Pls line up in front of me!!"..So I'm the 1st one who came out..Pang..1 tight slap on my right face..1st time in my life, i've been slap. Wow..now I wonder , Why don't I just slap his face right back..hhuhuhu...From there onwards, my heart with Teknik gone by the wind..Shit!!!...Altough the Guru Displin applogise to me the next week due to mistaken person, but the damage has already done...I have lost my self esteem..To be continued&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-2855130055286434733?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2855130055286434733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2855130055286434733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/09/setiap-manusia-ada-melalui-zaman.html' title='Kegagalan-Kegagalan Dalam Hidup Aku'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403111551764453325.post-2946178747238150877</id><published>2008-09-29T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:25:09.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st time login</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 29/09/08 - Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai!!...this is the 1st time I Blog. Dunno wat to write..But I'll try...What should I write?...Heemmm....Apa kata aku tulis pasal hari ini...K..Arghhhh..liatnyer nak bangun tidur..yelar...semua office mate aku dah cuti..aku kena keje...New staff kat tempat baru..so mengalah jer...masuk office tadi pukul 8.00 sharp...buka PC duduk termenung..hhihihihi...x tahu apa nak buat..nasib baik Nas, Abg Jalal &amp;amp; Maz ada..2 orang clerk aku..Kami bertiga staff baruAbg Jalal Snr Clerk kat sini...Nas dah 2 bulan kerja kat sini..aku &amp;amp; Maz baru sebulan...Dr PC aku mula2 tadik aku baca novel..Free novel dr Free Online Novel...Älmost There".Pas aku bukak Gmail aku..tgk jobstreet..manaer tau ader kekosong lain lak...Tiba2 Collegue aku call(Senior staff kat tempat keje aku)..nak masuk Office..Nak buat Spot Check...Whuss nasib baik kami datang awal...hhihihi...Lepas tu ntah camner aku terbuka blog UITM Melaka..syok gak nie..aku surf jap then aku sambung mcmana nak create Blog nie...So nie lar hasil pertama aku..By the way...Let me introduce myself..My name is MNF..But you can call me JOY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403111551764453325-2946178747238150877?l=joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/feeds/2946178747238150877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403111551764453325&amp;postID=2946178747238150877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2946178747238150877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403111551764453325/posts/default/2946178747238150877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-akudandiriku.blogspot.com/2008/09/1st-time-login.html' title='1st time login'/><author><name>MNF JOY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206368817419524764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgs3yMo2FFw/SOBTd8Iqr_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FUNHPcsbY6w/S220/20042008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
