<?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-9070974325672147456</id><updated>2011-07-08T11:11:21.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..oo0oo..</title><subtitle type='html'>I am a student from St michael institution Ipoh. I have nothing unique....everything about me is my studies n aquatic sports(these are what i am good at)..I am trying my hands at PC games(DOTA)n CS to improve myself. Other activities include my chinese studies.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-6933883212540547194</id><published>2011-07-03T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T19:04:32.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>Back in INTI College, everything was free and cheap. Money was never a problem; my mum kept giving me money to eat more. Homework was easy. All we need to do was be polite when asking the best student in the class for his homework. The only effort was copying. If the best student was a girl, we comb our hair when approaching her. If everything fails, we have a powerful calculator. The version of the calculator was Tee Jin-6825. &lt;div&gt;  We spent more time studying philosophy than classes like Calculus. Everyday, we have a daily four-hour discussion session in Kok Keong's room. We asked really deep philosophical questions such as, "Do penguins have penis?", "Is penis inversely proportional to height?" We studied so much about penis that it led us to the meaning of life. We reached Enlightenment. Every time after our discussion, we will feel hungry because the debate was intense. We'll go to Al-Salam and Palma restaurants for our meals. Again, for dinner, we spent a lot of time thinking. But, this time it was not about philosophy, it was for the egg-game. The game plan was always the same; to hide as many eggs beneath the rice without getting billed. A prodigy appeared, his name was Ng Seet Weng. He broke the world record for hiding the most eggs in the rice- 8 eggs. The prize was amazing- he's allowed to eat all the 8 eggs. We called him the God of Eggs. The tough part about college life at that time was not physics or calculus, but hiding your porn collection from your roomate and friends. And, thanks to the amazing server facility called DC++ in INTI, we were able to download the most up-to-date porn movies efficiently. Now, let's move on because I hate porn. &lt;div&gt;     In conclusion, what I did in INTI was eating healthy, studying the meaning of life, and improving my understanding of various sciences. Through all these, I have matured and grew up to be a better person. Again, I must emphasize that I am against porn. Thank you. &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/9070974325672147456-6933883212540547194?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6933883212540547194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=6933883212540547194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/6933883212540547194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/6933883212540547194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2011/07/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-3475500127117291052</id><published>2010-04-09T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T21:13:16.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Banana</title><content type='html'>Today, i was eating banana when all the memories of INTI struck me. In INTI, i met so many friends that it is impossible to describe everyone of them. However, i am going to describe two game addicts here, and what i have learned from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my first day of class, i met a tall creature who looks quite smart. He wore spectacles. However, as i knew him longer (over two years of period), i found him to be rather blur. I could talk bad about him for hours directly beside him without him realizing it. And, unlike his studious look, he actually joins me when i do nonsense. As mentioned, he is a quite good in games. At first sight, i thought i could bully him in DOTA until he cried and begged me for mercy. The day actually came when i got to play DOTA with him. ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, let us talk about my roomate in INTI. Initially he had nice hair, then something happened. Now, he only has one eye. And, he plays games a lot too. Like tall man. The things he loves include animes, DOTA, CS and other computer materials. The thing he is not interested in is what other males are interested in (like Nijeet). He started off with level 1 in DOTA, now he is level 18. (I am level 21). He is currently very good in gaming. (probably around my lvl).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lessons i have learned from my friends are that we shouldn't play games too much. We may  end up very tall or left with only one eye. Secondly, i learned not to judge a book by its cover. Although tall guy looks noob, he is quite pro. Lastly, i learned that we should love our parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-3475500127117291052?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/3475500127117291052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=3475500127117291052' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/3475500127117291052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/3475500127117291052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2010/04/banana.html' title='Banana'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-531456642296920818</id><published>2009-12-28T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T06:42:43.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving</title><content type='html'>Today, i am going to talk on the topic of highway since i just drove a 600cc car from Ipoh to Nilai. Highway is a road where everthing speeds except a type of car called Kancil. The average speed of vehicles on highway is 120km/h. Cars like Kancil will remain virtually stationary, with its driver feeling lonely and insecure. The driver will then move to the left lane, trying to stay safe inside his cardboard. However, after a few minutes, he will hear a huge trailer overtaking him from behind. Unhappy, the driver will try to stay in front to jaga his muka. The fierce battle then ensued where no matter what, the massive trailer which weighs around 50 tonnes will still overtake him. The sad driver will eventually give up and stay at the left lane. On the left lane, there will be many many magical holes which magically appear on the tarred road. Thanks to the great effort from PLUS, the holes grew even bigger. When cars like Kancil go past these magical holes, they will gain the magical power to fly and shake so miraculously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-531456642296920818?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/531456642296920818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=531456642296920818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/531456642296920818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/531456642296920818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2009/12/driving.html' title='Driving'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-1898528666530491046</id><published>2009-07-17T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T12:30:37.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Today, as many of my friends in INTI will be going back to their hometown to prepare to fly to US, i suddenly had the inspiration to write about a few definitions of friends. One- a person who joins your team to fight against enemies. By joining your gang, you somehow recognize him as someone worth trusting because he is willing to fight alongside you. This is called symbiosis of type mutualism, because you both need each other to obtain the courage to bully others. Second-someone whom you can scold all vulgar words at, but they will still smile at you although they are pissed. This is because they accept who you are and your vulgarity. Try doing that to a non-friend and you can expect something called 'kena fu*k balik'. Third, a person who you like sticking to because you can tell them all sorts of nonsense , and they will reply you with the same quality of nonsense. The similarity in the degree of nonsense signifies that both of you are extremely compatible, just like sugar and water. Forth, a person who gives you something to eat everyday, regardless of whether it is leftover food or not. As the saying goes, sharing is caring, and the care is more intense when it is food that is shared. As more and more food is given, the friendship bond is also strengthened. Fifth, someone who tells you his secret so that you can understand what is wrong with him. Then, you try to stimulate him to solve the problem by spreading the secret. This is actually a very respectable act because you are actually sacrificing your own values just to help him.Before i end my blog, i wish to thank you for reading until this part. I have nothing to write about, so i just crap out a bit to fill in the emptiness i have now, also to make sure you read till the end. Haha. To me, friends are individuals you sincerely want to accept as a part of your life. that simple. And, friends remain forever. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-1898528666530491046?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/1898528666530491046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=1898528666530491046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/1898528666530491046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/1898528666530491046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2009/07/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-997318749463412861</id><published>2009-03-27T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T07:52:01.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emptiness</title><content type='html'>Today, i felt very empty, which i wasnt really sure why. From this emptiness, i got my inspiration to blog, to write on my personal view and introspection. Today, my application got rejected from Northwestern University. Initially, when i knew the results, i didnt really care about it. But, after some time thinking about it, i somehow regretted. I regretted greatly for what i had done earlier. I spent two months working on two application essays, which i actually took for granted. The essay i had written was total crap, something forced out from me. The content was complete nonsense to make the application looks nice and embellished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to get into any top- notched universities as a freshman. The main reason why i applied was because i didnt want to be left alone here. I knew from my very first sight in INTI, that many of my friends would  successfully get admitted into top universities in the first year. And, in my opinion, if i coincidentally get admitted, i could simply boast to others. I was such a jerk. After my application was rejected, i took half a day to think, to figure out what was wrong with me. And i simply found the answer. Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no aim at the beginning part itself. I didnt really know about engineering, yet i chose engineering as my major because i heard this career would earn me lots of money. I didnt know what i hoped to accomplish in ten years time. . I didnt know in which direction i was heading. My principle was "Do it for the money". Just like that. And, I even believed that college was the place where you could play to the max and still get an A. How wrong i was. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now, i am still thinking. When rejection comes, it just comes like that. It tells you that you are simply not good enough, you are nothing. It tells you that you are replacable, that you simply have a value that can be substituted. Most importantly, it tells you to what extent others are willing to go just to earn a place, a victory. And, you remain reluctant in your steps, you hesitate whether what you eventually earn is worth the effort you have put in. You are zero. This is what i read from the rejection letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At what point, i suddenly realized the missing part of my life. It wasnt money. It wasnt friends. It wasnt love. It was a proper grip. My grip of my present life was faint. I simply went by the flow. I was blind. Now, I will find what i want in future. I will see where i stand in the future. I will have my own direction, and not just follow what others do. I will bounce back up, I will be what i want to be. And, i wont dissapoint everyone around me. I will achieve big one day. I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-997318749463412861?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/997318749463412861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=997318749463412861' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/997318749463412861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/997318749463412861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2009/03/emptiness.html' title='Emptiness'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-6353022039248452169</id><published>2008-11-25T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T08:32:45.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>^.^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SSwod1g-MlI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jwcaUt89rUI/s1600-h/Pic00141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272633756790698578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SSwod1g-MlI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jwcaUt89rUI/s320/Pic00141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes...today i achieved something big in my life. I finally found out how to insert pictures into my blog. Although it may seem simple, it really was very tough in which you had to go through many hours to find a "insert image " button. I felt exuberant at that time, and i went to play one match of DOTA which i eventually won against computer. Later in the evening, i played the piano for a while. Btw, the picture beside is my twin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-6353022039248452169?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6353022039248452169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=6353022039248452169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/6353022039248452169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/6353022039248452169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='^.^'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SSwod1g-MlI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jwcaUt89rUI/s72-c/Pic00141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-7423970745157292153</id><published>2008-11-24T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T07:28:59.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEHE</title><content type='html'>This is a very interesting conversation i had with one of my close friends today....see what he had to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;next time i meet mrs Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;i will kenakan u kau kau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;i will also want to meet her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;i don't think she exists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;yaya..........very funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;when you do meet her, call me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;.................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;i now suspect whther u are a gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;all those times together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;i guess you are doubting now, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;haiz.........one by one my frens are turning into gays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;damn it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;unlike some of my frens who are getting jiggy by getting a partner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;yaya...........look at those who cant find one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;they are jealous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;you tell me now aik jun,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;why the hell would i be jealous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknownsays:&lt;br /&gt;or anyone for that matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;its not like she is going to be your wife...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;or am i wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;no need reasons..........just that u are jealous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;call me on your wedding day, because i will pay you 5 bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and i will take all the pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;yea.........i will...........but u cannot become jealous on that day&lt;br /&gt;must control urslef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;dont like cry...........or beg me to teach u to woo girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;ok.........let's stop the nonsense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;i dont like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;wtf man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;where are u now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknownsays:&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there saying, " there goes your freedom man...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;...............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;ok...........i surrender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;dunno wat to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknownsays:&lt;br /&gt;"its going to be a nice 30 minutes in the bedroom, but then 30 years of suffreing..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;u see.....................i must maintain long frenship with u...........so when i catch u getting married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;i am going to.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;kenakan u kau kau kau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;must see u until u are 40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;if i find u marrying...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;then..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;then what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;i dun need to say,......u noe for urslef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;going to tell ur wife wat u said to me"its going to be a nice 30 minutes in the bedroom, but then 30 years of suffreing..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;dun regret at that time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;scared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;i will say, its going to be a nice 30 years in the bedroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and i am sure nothing can make me feel bad after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;yaya.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;regret d.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;lucky u noe how to regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;my wife will say, lets make it 40 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;40 years in bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;then she will ask u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;i know you are jealous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;but ur thing can tahan?....ur wife will ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;dude, there is a cannon down there that will fire at will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;yaya............say that to me when u are near 60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;she will start worshipping me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;.......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;damn it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;man, that sounded too funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;too strange, in fact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;she will start worshipping me............i will remember this sentence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;wanna see the real situation next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;whether it is the other way round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;i think, after i graduate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;i will cut off any contact from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and move to another place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;that is y...........mustnt boast now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;where you can't find me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;there is where i will have a good time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknownsays:&lt;br /&gt;without people wondering whether my cannon can tahan or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and then, i will go to ipoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and laugh at a certain person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and then go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;.......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and i will continue doing that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;see who laugh at who......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknownsays:&lt;br /&gt;until you come out of your house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and say, " dude, here is 5o bucks. you win man"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girish says:&lt;br /&gt;and ur wife will be shouting from the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;asking whether you washed your son's backside or not already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and you will ask me to give you a hug to console you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and i will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;nice imagination man.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;u are really good at imagining things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;i must say that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and then i will say, " who's laughing now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;but then i will hug you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;cause i pity you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;then let see what happen next time.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;but ewhen she sees me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;i really looking forward for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;she will put on that pleasant look that all wives must put for guests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and then whack the husband later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;do wat u promise to do in few years time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and i will tell you, "dude, its only 25 more years,...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;then we will see who is laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknownsays:&lt;br /&gt;i think ,the more realistic situation is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;all of us, me you kok kion, tee jin, tze liang, jit choon and sik hoe&lt;br /&gt;girish says:&lt;br /&gt;will meet each other one day in a kopitiam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;aha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;then smtg will happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and talk about what has been happening all this while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;yaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;then i will se mrs Unknown there also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and then everyone will talk about how they got married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and talk about their wives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and how good it was the first time everyone banged their wives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknownsays:&lt;br /&gt;and then we will be laughing at each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;we will start crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and wonder what kind of shit we got ourselves into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;damn,,,,,,,,,.........i really cannot tahan laughing man at wat u said just now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and then, when we all try to console each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;our handphones start to ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and we say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;"its my wife.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and try to tahan from crying again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;is the story nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;i personally find it quite amusing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girish says:&lt;br /&gt;though it has a certain dgree of reality to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;but man........somehow u think too much of the dark side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknownsays:&lt;br /&gt;really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;someday u will smile when u see a Unknown junior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;someday i will smile at the photo of just the few of us at the age of 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;and i will be speechless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe a tear will shed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;man,......ur mind is really hard to change......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown says:&lt;br /&gt;what do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Aik Jun says:&lt;br /&gt;tak boleh di brainwash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-7423970745157292153?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/7423970745157292153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=7423970745157292153' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/7423970745157292153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/7423970745157292153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/hehe.html' title='HEHE'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-7821268128582053665</id><published>2008-11-23T04:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T05:12:34.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New person now</title><content type='html'>I woke up early today for my TOEFL, and actually realized something. I was now a grown-up, never the same as what i used to be last time. I felt relieved and happy, because i finally felt capable of planning what i wanted to do in the future. I could now think more maturely, but i never changed the personality which characterized me since last time. When i was a kid, i was always naughty, but the naughtiness only existed in the mind. Now, this quality manifested itself outwardly. However, there was always limit to my behaviours. I was always controlled by a rational mind which was formed through proper education given by my parents and teachers. Now, i felt new, energized, and clear. I was somehow able to utilize an ideal amount of my brain which was seemed to be locked since small. (i was always scolded by my parents for being really blur and extremely retarded at times). Flashes of memory zoomed through my mind, and i was smiling for a while. And, i believed the smile would last for the days that come. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-7821268128582053665?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/7821268128582053665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=7821268128582053665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/7821268128582053665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/7821268128582053665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-person-now.html' title='New person now'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-143319380998586190</id><published>2008-11-19T07:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T08:22:16.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look forward</title><content type='html'>Today, i heard from many of my friends about how bad their results were. To me, there are no bad results. Once you have tried your best, the results will be good. You will feel satisfied with the effort you have put in to prevent yourself from getting a complete zero. And, most importantly, there must always be improvements from the previous one. This time if you only manage to get 3.5, then next time try to aim for 4.0......and it is really that simple.....just 0.5 more compared to the earlier one. And, if you still feel sad because your results are lower compared to what the majority get, then think of those students in your high school who  failed every test. And, the word 'every' must be taken note here. The presence of the word 'every' means the individual kept on trying for more than once although they had failed many times before. So, compared to them, what are you?.....You are 100 times luckier than them because you are born with the genetics of good brain which can think well. So, if the first time you fail, it means you are learning.....and the second will definitely be better. It cannot be doubted that humans will definitely do badly many times in their lives, but from these bad results, good results are born. And, you must have something in your mind to console yourself when you fail. If not, you will always believe your life is miserable. If you have come to the point when you really cant console yourself from the sadness of getting bad results, contact the counsellor, Prof Tan Aik Jun who is specialized in this. He will only charge RM 50 per session. So, dont be reluctant to pick up the phone and call him if it really can save you from dying of sadness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-143319380998586190?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/143319380998586190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=143319380998586190' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/143319380998586190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/143319380998586190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/look-forward.html' title='Look forward'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-5823088868429720923</id><published>2008-11-17T07:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T07:21:56.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's diary</title><content type='html'>I spent most of my day today playing DOTA. I was addicted to this game. But i decided already that i would stop playing this terrible addictive game tomorrow onwards because my TOEFL would be on this sunday. Therefore, I knew i would have to prepare for this test. And the good news today is that i have started with my chemistry revision, and my i predicted that i would finish this subject by tomorrow. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-5823088868429720923?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/5823088868429720923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=5823088868429720923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/5823088868429720923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/5823088868429720923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/todays-diary.html' title='Today&apos;s diary'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-7690662408808373878</id><published>2008-11-16T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T06:46:33.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOTA</title><content type='html'>I was back again for DOTA after three months break. I felt rejuvenated playing this exciting game. it gave me a good sensation getting pawned by people and pawning people back. I liked the karma behind this game. But when someone became GODLIKE, i knew i have to do something.......which was to leave game. Leaving the DOTA game was like leaving the whole system, in which you escaped the sufferings from pawning each other. Buddha taught us to be good to living things, but the world of DOTA was all about cutting people legs , arms, and making sure they died in pieces( at least two pieces if u zoom in).  I wanted to quit this game, but again it felt good playing this game. SO, i didnt give a damn and continued playing this game. Thx for reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-7690662408808373878?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/7690662408808373878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=7690662408808373878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/7690662408808373878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/7690662408808373878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/dota.html' title='DOTA'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-6101672728676837598</id><published>2008-11-15T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T01:11:08.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES....I broke my record</title><content type='html'>Yes. I am really proud of myself because it's the first time in my life i have updated my blog consecutively for two days. Today, i went to visit my grandmother who was in the hospital due to high blood pressure. My family was there for about three hours, sitting just beside her while chatting. Suddenly, an unknown number miss called me. I called back but nobody answered. So, I assumed he/ she is a bastard. I blacklisted the number. (just hope it wasnt my teacher). My family and i went back to my grandpa's house at around 4pm. Then, .......................... .....i dont know what else to write. So, bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-6101672728676837598?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6101672728676837598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=6101672728676837598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/6101672728676837598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/6101672728676837598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesi-broke-my-record.html' title='YES....I broke my record'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-2409997432708416771</id><published>2008-11-14T08:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:36:08.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Back again.......</title><content type='html'>Hi. It has been a long time since i last posted something in my blog. I decide to revive my career in blogging again because i am influenced by my classmate, Jyo Lyn. She seems normal, but she is actually a professional blogger who earns millions from blogging. Now, I want to get my part too through blogging. Today, as i have nothing to talk on, i will begin with some crap. I woke up at 8am, went to sleep again.......( this process repeated 5 times until my mum came in). Then, i brushed my teeth and went downstairs for breakfast. Nothing special happened for the next twelve hours, and now i am here blogging. Thank you for reading. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-2409997432708416771?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/2409997432708416771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=2409997432708416771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/2409997432708416771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/2409997432708416771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-back-again_14.html' title='I am Back again.......'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-3244562043597350579</id><published>2008-11-14T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:30:14.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Back again.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-3244562043597350579?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/3244562043597350579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=3244562043597350579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/3244562043597350579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/3244562043597350579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-back-again.html' title='I am Back again.......'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-3891025234037272049</id><published>2008-08-28T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T06:59:00.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HEllo once again......long time no see</title><content type='html'>It has been a few months since i last updated my blog.  Today, i am going to talk a bit on my new friends in Inti. They are normal, dont worry. They are happy people who always smile. They wave at me when i dont see them. They are people i like to kacau......i dont know why. And, most of them are better than me at studies. A few very close new friends are J. Choon, Cock keong, Tee Jin, T.Liang, Ah Haow, S.hole, karyn, michelle, Shiva. Then, i must also mention about a great professor  who teaches me english. He doenst have white hair although he is 65 and he is from University of California LA. I want to treat him like a friend actually, but he looks as if he is going to bite me, so i am scared. If he doesnt look so fierce, we would have become friends. haiz (and i would have bullied him). He is very professional, very efficient, one of the best teachers i have known so far. Thumb up for him, going to buy him a present when he leaves me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-3891025234037272049?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/3891025234037272049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=3891025234037272049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/3891025234037272049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/3891025234037272049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-once-againlong-time-no-see.html' title='HEllo once again......long time no see'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-4786548756958443828</id><published>2008-06-06T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T10:56:17.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring....zzzzz</title><content type='html'>Another boring day to be mentioned.....I woke up at 9am...looked outside the window before dozing off again. When i opened my eyes, it was already 12pm. I went downstairs, saw the tempting newspaper, grabbed it n saw many words..I flipped through the newspaper, and took the only part i wanted.....comics(i like the drawings).Then, i played my piano for 10 minutes, had my lunch, n went to bathe. I sat on the couch after that to start my daydreaming...........then it was already 4.30pm...i watched the TV with my parents before playing a match of DOTA (using pudge the hooker)...Then watched TV again....did nonsense again....started my rotting process again n chatted wit my frenz at 9pm.....TV again (the incredible Hulk) n bed....buh bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-4786548756958443828?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/4786548756958443828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=4786548756958443828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/4786548756958443828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/4786548756958443828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2008/06/boringzzzzz.html' title='Boring....zzzzz'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-6084987167783868188</id><published>2008-05-28T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:30:00.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JPA again</title><content type='html'>i got a letter yesterday.....from Jpa. I carefully opened the envelope....n read the 1st page...Bla Bla Bla....then the important part came..I will be going to Inti College to do my America university Programme before going to US to do my degree....^o)....not bad...My mom started her lecture saying i should be studying hard.....haiz....anyway, i love u JPA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-6084987167783868188?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6084987167783868188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=6084987167783868188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/6084987167783868188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/6084987167783868188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2008/05/jpa-again.html' title='JPA again'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-63570894089337838</id><published>2008-05-23T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T08:54:54.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ST john work</title><content type='html'>Another special day to be mentioned.....i woke up at 6.45am, brushed my teeth n went downstairs. I looked at the calender wondering why i woke up so early. Then, i realised that my time had come. Today, i would  be the announcer in ST JOHN kindergarden, along with my kokoi fren AH SUM..aka...weng ah sum. After i prepared myself, my mom fetched ah sum n me to ST JOHN kindergarden. There we met Jon Silendra n my teacher, miss lucy.....n a bunch of kids.  I was nervous actually but i try to look cool because ah sum was challenging and teasing me. After the assembly thing n march past by the energetic kids, IT IS THE TIME FOR ME TO SAY SMTG ON THE MICROPHONE.......'good morning'.  zzzzzzzz.........nobody listened to what i'm saying because they were so busy with their kids. So i felt there was nothing to be nervous about. I started talking cock..turning on the musics once in a while n continued my cock talking again. At the mean time, I tried my best to sound like a man  but sounded more like an old lady(maybe my pitching n intonation were wrong due to the wrong measurements). Then, the events finished n we met with jeevandra. At 11, we went to school...walked around aimlessly, ate smtg at the canteen, n went on a bus to Infinity. The same old lame stories went on..n now i am here blogging...Haiz......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-63570894089337838?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/63570894089337838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=63570894089337838' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/63570894089337838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/63570894089337838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2008/05/st-john-work.html' title='ST john work'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-2961628930331486046</id><published>2008-05-18T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T09:10:08.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As usual</title><content type='html'>Today is another day like usual.. i was woken up by my brother at  around 11.30....Then i brushed my teeth, went downstairs n took a bath. Again, i was tempted to read the newspaper on the table. After half an hour, i went out with my brother and dad to Yik Foong shopping complex. We walked around the place for about three hours n bought an external hard disk with a mouse...a really nice one...At 4.30pm, we left for polo training then went out with jeff, yama n kenny to have dinner..My brother left Ipoh at 9.30pm...Although he likes to lecture me, i really miss him when he is gone...Haiz.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-2961628930331486046?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/2961628930331486046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=2961628930331486046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/2961628930331486046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/2961628930331486046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2008/05/as-usual.html' title='As usual'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-7528095078595456517</id><published>2008-05-16T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T08:17:02.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone is BACK</title><content type='html'>I woke up at about 10...n my mind is blank. I tried to boost my mind  by slapping my own face but my plan didnt work. The temptation to return to bed was so great....n i failed in my quest to stay awake for 10 minutes. I went to sleep again. Then, it was already 12pm. As i walked downstairs, I could hear my mom cooking lunch for my sister who was going to school.  I went to the living room and saw SOMETHING shining brightly like a piece  of gold.  The nearer i got ,the more nervous i was. My heart was beating like a machinegun. I was alert like a hawk.  Then, the truth was revealed. Was it a piece of gold? .....No...Was it a piece of jewellery?.....No.......It was THE STAR newspaper......shining brightly due to the reflection of light from the lamp. I took the newspaper n read it thoroughly..taking about 1  hour to finish (nothing special except the mini bombing of DAP building). I wasted my next few hours walking around aimlessly in my garden. Suddenly , I sensed great danger.It was about 5.30pm at that time. Strong signals started coming from my sixth sense. I was sweating. I could smell someone dangerous from far.His aura was great. He must be ferocious. Finally, i could catch a glimpse of him..HE is the violent MONKEY BOY, the KING of UNDERWORLD, the person with a lot of fatty tissues n violent . He......He.......He ......is...... my........ BROTHER..( haha he will squeeze me into the size of a dodol durian if he read this but i like to pull his legs......HAHA)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-7528095078595456517?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/7528095078595456517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=7528095078595456517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/7528095078595456517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/7528095078595456517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2008/05/someone-is-back.html' title='Someone is BACK'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-4666516229868919392</id><published>2008-05-12T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T06:24:34.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA....Happy Mother's Day n JPA day</title><content type='html'>BEAUTIFUL ,WONDERFUL ,LUCKIFUL n HAPPIFUL...... i celebrated Happy mother's day with extra ohm yesterday. My budget was low earlier n i had nothing for my mom........(bcos i DOTA everyday in INFINITY). I even had to get a loan from my mom herself to buy her a cake......then.......something dropped from the sky. Is it a piece of gold?...no.   Is it a secret recipe cake?...no.  Is it a Proton ferrari?......no.  IT IS JPA scholarship....this one is a real unique present for my mom (left her smiling the whole day).  After a horrible 12 hours wait for the results, i finally got the answer..........Tahniah.Permohonan anda berjaya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-4666516229868919392?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/4666516229868919392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=4666516229868919392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/4666516229868919392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/4666516229868919392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2008/05/hahahappy-mothers-day-n-jpa-day.html' title='HAHA....Happy Mother&apos;s Day n JPA day'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-7040270933058595756</id><published>2008-04-28T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T03:00:08.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOTA....I am not the Noobiest</title><content type='html'>Good news. There ARE noobsies noobier than me. A stupid player (Dwarven Sniper) bought Divine n wanted to pawn us....something happened n this asshole died. Prophet curi curi simpan. They GB prophet n Dwarven sniper NEARLY got back the Divine.....BUT when he reached there, his SLOT sudah FULL.  I(axe) blinked there n got the DIVINE..........then KILL.....haha.....Betul-betul terencat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-7040270933058595756?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/7040270933058595756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=7040270933058595756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/7040270933058595756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/7040270933058595756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2008/04/dotai-am-not-noobiest.html' title='DOTA....I am not the Noobiest'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-7393643485979207907</id><published>2008-04-26T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:11:32.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOTA</title><content type='html'>I want to play DOTA everyday......my tutor is giving me the best tips to KS n Farm...haha.&lt;br /&gt;Today is another happy day...i learned something....How to pawn in DOTA..(thanks to ah sum).I went for guitar lesson in the morning..learned new songs. Then I practised my piano playing skills before going for the lesson. At night, I played DOTA ....n chatted with my frenzs....haha(Pro bloggers).NICE DAy...LeArnEd A LOT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-7393643485979207907?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/7393643485979207907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=7393643485979207907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/7393643485979207907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/7393643485979207907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2008/04/dota.html' title='DOTA'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9070974325672147456.post-2487100626682762658</id><published>2008-04-23T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T08:52:44.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome all my frenz....add me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9070974325672147456-2487100626682762658?l=tanaikjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/feeds/2487100626682762658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9070974325672147456&amp;postID=2487100626682762658' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/2487100626682762658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9070974325672147456/posts/default/2487100626682762658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanaikjun.blogspot.com/2008/04/welcome-all-my-frenzadd-me.html' title='Welcome all my frenz....add me'/><author><name>Aik Jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16877545506511600467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7YfYjmxhJ4g/SA9fYhHyyII/AAAAAAAAAAc/-Fwz_g380XY/S220/naruto+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
