tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67134963930072811802024-03-14T00:09:30.777+08:00JeffreyNothing much to say about myself other than, "Hi, thank you for visiting my blog".J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.comBlogger185125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-50164276632696910062017-10-28T10:04:00.000+08:002017-10-28T10:08:53.776+08:00After 6 years, im back on BloggerRecent years been roller coasters ride for me. Met my wife, proposed to her, got married, bought a house (sold one and bought another one), become a dad, become a dad for second time, completed my PhD, got my PhD. And this year, on the 4th of April 2017, my supervisor (he is more than a supervisor to me, he is my Guru, my Teacher, my Friend, he is family) passed away peacefully. I missed him so much as the days passes.<br />
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What changed you might ask. Well, a lot.<br />
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One thing for sure is this, mentally and spiritually, i've changed. I can feel it. I know i've changed. I guess it is family, i guess as well it come with age and responsibilities.<br />
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I'm less vulgar nowadays, don't drink as much as i'm used to, quit smoking (this is something i am very proud of), hang out more often at home on my couch watching TV and playing with the kids, and i'm on High Blood Pressure medication (bad, really bad).<br />
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Looking back at all my posts, wow! Young, bold, and stupid i will say it. Well, it refer to myself. Should i delete it? Nah... I just keep it there to remind myself how stupid, how arrogant i am before this.<br />
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Thanks Blogger, you sure keep my files in good condition.<br />
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JeffJ-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-8150169249342822462011-10-20T15:02:00.005+08:002011-10-20T15:09:30.632+08:00Preparing for convocation<div style="text-align: center;">Im actually excited. My master graduation is here and im so eager and anticipate to be on that great hall again. It most probably gonna be the only time that i feel being appreciated after long years of struggling.</div><div><div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Wv2G6MhwJg/Tp_IK_kZ75I/AAAAAAAAAzY/yMgRNLzcXnY/s320/299135_10150377873675513_590160512_8345250_455757139_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665466947443748754" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So this are some of the item on that day i prepare</div><div style="text-align: center;">d. Some of it i actually bought it some time ago, but i just dry clean it and wa la... it looks new again...</div><div><div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">First my suit, shirt and pant... (forget my neck tie there. It is Blue in color...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div><div><div style="text-align: center; "></div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t-kIzD5al0Q/Tp_IKwl6LcI/AAAAAAAAAzg/W3biFP-GlmA/s320/293566_2585964130138_1285562569_3101289_1887963245_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665466943423524290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 320px; " /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div></div></div><div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Second my shoe...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div><div><div style="text-align: center; "><div style="text-align: left; "></div></div></div></div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZucdQrkbCOM/Tp_ILN0jZKI/AAAAAAAAAzw/7gBxuY0e7Ak/s320/292064_2585973370369_1285562569_3101292_1783491531_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665466951269573794" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px; " /><div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Last my robe and mortarboard (rented from UNIMAS for graduation)...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left; "><div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j1IVZag8FYY/Tp_ILR9Q84I/AAAAAAAAAz4/344CW3ihdfk/s320/299974_2582688168241_1285562569_3098836_250999325_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665466952379855746" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 320px; " /></div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Your Cool.... Jeff Out~~~</div></div>J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-1587851220257924092011-10-19T10:17:00.003+08:002011-10-19T10:48:20.936+08:00A prayer from a teacher to the future generationThis is a personal prayer that i want to dedicate to all the young people in this world. It is a move from me so that the people of this Land of mine call Malaysia will realize, especially the politicians.<div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eHhqPL56hCo/Tp46F7knKjI/AAAAAAAAAzM/kzN4MQUvdFE/s1600/prayer.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eHhqPL56hCo/Tp46F7knKjI/AAAAAAAAAzM/kzN4MQUvdFE/s320/prayer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665029254843673138" /></a><br /></div><div>Oh God, Heavenly Father, The Almighty Father of all the Universe,</div><div>Hear my prayer,</div><div><br /></div><div>Bless the children oh dear Father,</div><div>For how you have blessed us, providing, caring and Love, your might upon us oh Father.</div><div><br /></div><div>Please bless our children, our future generation,</div><div>They are your sons and daughters oh Heavenly Father,</div><div>They are in vain oh Father.</div><div><br /></div><div>Day by day we see how the children been bullied, dump, and even psychologically jeopardize by the 'strong' one oh Father,</div><div>They are weak, innocent, and above all, they only know the Love to You and their earthly father, mother, siblings and beloved families.</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh Father, please punish those that bullied our young one Father,</div><div>The recent years of taking advantages of the young one has gone wild oh Father,</div><div>Even dragging them into the ever dirty arena of politics arena has gone out of control.</div><div><br /></div><div>Dear Heavenly Father, i, and the all the sane people in this land do not wish to see this to happen,</div><div>We do not want our young generation future being jeopardize and been taken advantages of,</div><div>Especially by those that are in 'power',</div><div><br /></div><div>Our Heavenly Father, we once before also a young children, naive and struggling to learn more,</div><div>Some fall, some succeed, and we all know this is how we learn,</div><div>But being taken advantages of is not acceptable at all,</div><div>We all want to learn, and sometime our curiosity may end us up in the wrong place,</div><div>But we know, given the chance to learn, we will learn and better improve ourselves, </div><div>After all, this is what the young mind should be doing.</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh Heavenly Father, i thank You for giving the love and protection to the fortunate one,</div><div>Please also provide to the unfortunate one,</div><div>As i will do my part,</div><div>Maybe not in term of earthly money, but at a minimum, my love and care to those that need it.</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh Heavenly Father, we thank you again for the daily bread you given to us,</div><div>May these daily bread also benefits the young one,</div><div>May also Your Almighty Love shine upon those unfortunate one, </div><div>And i pray with my deepest heart that those being hurt will once again rise up,</div><div>Protect themselves, and be useful to you.</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh Heavenly Father, punish those that goes against you Father,</div><div>That goes against Your will and plan,</div><div>Vanish such Evil from this land of us,</div><div>We do not need Evil, as we only need Your love, oh Heavenly Father,</div><div>May all your might be upon them and Your love shine upon us again.</div><div><br /></div><div>I thank you today Father for your love,</div><div>I forgive those that sins against us as how Your only son, Jesus Christ sacrifice for our sins,</div><div>I kneel here with shame and humble,</div><div>Asking for your forgiveness.</div><div><br /></div><div><h4 class="ResultTitle" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 17px; clear: left; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">As "<a href="http://www.biblestudytools.com/matthew/passage.aspx?q=Matthew+6:9-15" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 153); ">Matthew 6:9-15</a>" says,</h4><div class="ResultText" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">"This, then, is how you should pray: " 'Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name, your kingdom come, your will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us today our daily bread. Forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from the evil one. ' For if you forgive men when they sin against you, your heavenly Father will also forgive you. But if you do not forgive men their sins, your Father will not forgive your sins.</div></div><div><br /></div><div>Thank you oh Heavenly Father, i pray upon Thy All Mighty,</div><div>In the name of the Father, and of the son, and the Holy Ghost,</div><div>AMEN!</div>J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-11436293596201249752011-10-17T09:52:00.004+08:002011-10-17T10:02:28.350+08:00Mid Term BreakAlrght alright alright alright... It is H.O.L.I.D.A.Y.~~~~ Er... Not it is Mid Term Break and the Pig Just Flew. <div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dE3G8dCGWec/TpuMb6mlReI/AAAAAAAAAy0/roGI4k4bVMg/s1600/pigflying-460x458.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dE3G8dCGWec/TpuMb6mlReI/AAAAAAAAAy0/roGI4k4bVMg/s320/pigflying-460x458.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664275367563970018" /></a><br /></div><div>I cant recall well now, has it been 4 years now since the last time i enjoy the so called mid term break, where all the students try to go wild and lecturers try to breath after a long 6 dreadful weeks of mumbling and living in an 'wild' university life of trying to figure out where is the toilet. Alright, i am not making sense.</div><div><br /></div><div>Yeah, it is 'holiday' but im still in office marking and a lot more paperwork to be done. At least i get to sit in office and get myself fat from the constant fb and snacks that invaded my drawers (all six of them). </div><div><br /></div><div>But, i'm glad to have a mid term break, at least for the minimal, i get to breath right and get on track again. Plus so many paper that i yet finish reading and writing so now would be a good and ample time to do it, right?</div><div><br /></div><div>But my brain now is fill with things like 'beer', 'convo', 'beer', 'fren wedding', 'beer', etc etc... Argh~~~ </div><div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3B1Go80QWu8/TpuMcOrFp4I/AAAAAAAAAzA/dYIC82d1Txk/s1600/beer_toast-912.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3B1Go80QWu8/TpuMcOrFp4I/AAAAAAAAAzA/dYIC82d1Txk/s320/beer_toast-912.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664275372951578498" /></a><br /></div><div>I'm out, i mean, Jeff out... </div>J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-89295620769605656722011-10-16T15:12:00.004+08:002011-10-16T15:23:45.372+08:00What a Fruitful Weekend, dated 16/10/2011It is, again, another fruitful weekend. I am so fruitful, im basically do nothing. Except for yesterday where i get to clean my room, collected two box of old documents and stuff from my 'masters' years and sell it off for RM1.20. Indeed, it is fruitful.<div><br /></div><div>But on the contrary, i am more fruitful today. Cos i stuff myself with a bowl of laksa, two eggs, one popiah and two toasts for ma breakfast. And get to drink kopi c peng, that is not a good idea, i mean the kopi c peng. I should stick to my old regularly black coffee in the morning. And that was around 11.00am and i am still damn full till now.</div><div><br /></div><div>To conclude this meaningless post, i want to say this.</div><div><div style="text-align: center; ">*</div><div style="text-align: center; ">**</div><div style="text-align: center; ">***</div><div style="text-align: center; ">****</div><div style="text-align: center; ">*****</div><div style="text-align: center; ">****</div><div style="text-align: center; ">***</div><div style="text-align: center; ">**</div><div style="text-align: center; ">*</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: x-large; "><b>I'M BORED!!!!!!!!</b></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center; ">*</div><div style="text-align: center; ">**</div><div style="text-align: center; ">***</div><div style="text-align: center; ">****</div><div style="text-align: center; ">*****</div><div style="text-align: center; ">****</div><div style="text-align: center; ">***</div><div style="text-align: center; ">**</div><div style="text-align: center; ">*</div></div><div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hiz4t67K3wc/TpqGP6z8RII/AAAAAAAAAyo/F0UoArs5oWI/s1600/bored%2521.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hiz4t67K3wc/TpqGP6z8RII/AAAAAAAAAyo/F0UoArs5oWI/s320/bored%2521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663987089415095426" /></a><br /></div><div>But again, after do some googling on some bored term, i tumbled upon this quote. He he... I think it suits me well for today.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "><table width="500" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><tbody style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><tr style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><td valign="top" width="500" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><table width="528" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><tbody style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><tr style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><td valign="bottom" width="458" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">"<a href="http://www.searchquotes.com/quotation/The_life_of_the_creative_man_is_lead%2C_directed_and_controlled_by_boredom._Avoiding_boredom_is_one_of/28294/" title="The life of the creative man is lead, directed and controlled by boredom. Avoiding boredom is one of our most important purposes." class="mainquote" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(35, 35, 35); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-decoration: none; line-height: 20px; "><span class="firstword" style="line-height: 20px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(35, 35, 35); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold; ">The</span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"> life of the creative man is lead, directed and controlled by </span></span><span style="color: rgb(35, 35, 35); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-decoration: none; line-height: 20px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">bored</span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">om. Avoiding </span></span><span style="color: rgb(35, 35, 35); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-decoration: none; line-height: 20px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">bored</span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">om is one of our most important purposes.</span></span></a>" </td></tr></tbody></table><a href="http://www.searchquotes.com/search/Bored/">http://www.searchquotes.com/search/Bored/</a></td></tr></tbody></table></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><br /></b></span></div>J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-15486592085188486302011-10-13T19:28:00.003+08:002011-10-13T19:49:49.217+08:00FatFat. An interesting word that again and again terrorize many people around the world, young or old. You can see that around you. Yourself, your friends, even family members. But again, who like to be call fat right? Unless you look like this, please stop calling yourself or other fat. <div><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W4xvM2LUECY/TpbPbTKQ3cI/AAAAAAAAAyc/iqBmWqRX3Uo/s1600/fat-chick.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W4xvM2LUECY/TpbPbTKQ3cI/AAAAAAAAAyc/iqBmWqRX3Uo/s320/fat-chick.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662941649371717058" /></a><br /><br /></div><div>A quick research on the web on this word shows few interesting terms. For an example, 'fat - it is merely materials accumulated in your body from consuming extra calories'. Or this 'fat - along with proteins and carbohydrates, one of the three nutrients source of energy in food. Something that your body need'.</div><div><br /></div><div>Excessive fat at the other hand can mean a lot. The instance definition that come to my mind is energy that been accumulated too much in your body that you need to use it effectively. It is like money, you need money, the value people put in pieces of paper. Too less, you suffer, too much you need to spend it. So that in term of understanding, is fat to me. Ok, i am not making sense here. </div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway, back to fat, was talking to a friend, girl obviously, that she is terrorize with this word. I reckon that she went through a lot to be in the state of who she is today. I saw her now as sexy, even though i don't think she agree with me on this. But here again, imagine how much damage that this word can do to a girl. I personally don't care people calling me fatso or stuff, cos i personally think that im ok. I'm 173cm, 80kg and im earning more than most of my friends does. What she need now is not people say she is thin or what. She personally need someone that care, accept her thought and support her.</div><div><br /></div><div>I would say this to her, 'You think you are fat, yeah, i agree with you cos that is what you think. But let me tell you from another perspective. You are my inspiration. You see, you told me you are fat previously and still think that you are now. And if last time you are 70kg, and now you are 45kg, my God, you are a living inspiration not only to me but people around you. And personally i think that is sexy. Cos i see now you walk in full confidence and pride. It is ok to think that sometime you are fat, but also think from another angle, how much have you accomplished. Then, you will realize that you are not bad. But i'm not saying you are perfect, cos you are not.'</div><div><br /></div><div>Yeah, that basically what i gonna say to this friend of mine. And personally, i dont think we should be anyway terrorized by this word. Again, it is just another thing that our body need and maybe sometime it is too much. So if it is too much, get rid of it then. Simple right? </div><div><br /></div><div>Jeff Out...</div>J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-58040504523341402622011-10-09T21:28:00.004+08:002011-10-09T21:49:14.995+08:00Graduation 201112 days from now, i will be again conferred in UNIMAS. And this time it is for my Master. If you are reading my blog, that i self-proclaimed to be a good one, i finished my Master officially 1 and a half year ago. Plus minus.<div><br /></div><div>This time, it gonna happen here at DeTAR Putra Unimas, our very own new multi-function hall. Am i excited? Yes i am!</div><div><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qZuebQPaHGs/TpGibtrCIQI/AAAAAAAAAyU/3thCGtRfzJY/s1600/wb_05.1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qZuebQPaHGs/TpGibtrCIQI/AAAAAAAAAyU/3thCGtRfzJY/s320/wb_05.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661484803581681922" /></a><br />This hall, as i been told, can accommodate up to 4000 people at one time, or more, depending on the arrangement done. It was officiated few months back and if you read the local news, it was in Borneo Post. <a href="http://www.theborneopost.com/2011/09/06/unimas-needs-boost-to-become-a-golden-university/">http://www.theborneopost.com/2011/09/06/unimas-needs-boost-to-become-a-golden-university/</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Enough of the hall thingy. Alright, with the convocation coming soon, i will officially become another graduate ofUNIMAS. Whereas this time, it is a personal pride to me and another of my friend from Pakistan. If there is no changes, he will be the first being conferred in this new hall and me being the second, marking yet another history in the making of UNIMAS.</div><div><br /></div><div>And i think the proudest people would be my Supervisor, Associate Professor Dr. Ernest Cyril de Run. His very first single hand supervised PhD student (Mohsin from Pakistan) and yours truly me (Masters by Research) will be graduating. No doubt that he is capable. I recall that i am a person that know nothing, and now, me and Mohsin are proudly stating that we are in someway, the expert in our particular field. </div><div><br /></div><div>As for me, i am another researcher doing on Sales Promotion in Malaysia and till date manage to come out with few prominent papers and chapter in books on Sales Promotion from Malaysia, Indonesia and Thailand perspective. And of cause, there is still more to come. </div><div><br /></div><div>The most recent one is another chapter in a book that is schedule to be available somewhere next year. It was written by me and Ernest (as this how is how i call my supervisor nowadays) two years ago and it is a part of my Master Thesis as well. To be honest, i am quite proud of this accomplishment. And saying that, i need to publish more, not to prove to people, but to make myself more competent in what i am doing now.</div><div><br /></div><div>I really need to thank my supervisor, Ernest, on this. Too much that i need to say or want to say. But, a simple 'Thank you Prof Ernest' will do for now, i hope.</div><div><br /></div><div>Alright, you're cool. Jeff out. </div>J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-63139199987637854932011-08-31T13:01:00.003+08:002011-08-31T13:29:10.510+08:00BlogBeing young and naive, i have made my head spinning like crazy. Behind is all the left-overs of my life. Good and bad and for me, i will cherish every moment of it.<div>
<br /></div><div>Now, im on my right track again. Being a true academician, writing and publishing whenever i can and capable of. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>After a long 1 year, i finally on my track again and manage to finish a conference paper on a new topic me and my co-authors are currently doing. I spent solid two day in writing and writing and finally, DONE! 10 pages in total and yeah... And will work on a more comprehensive one, rewrite and publish in Emerald if we can. Get peer reviewed. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>I'm cool~~~ You're cool~~~</div>J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-26097473103697726732011-06-24T18:56:00.003+08:002011-06-24T19:07:35.370+08:00Sensitivity... eeewwwww.....<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fw1zUwMWg_I/TgRv5FtwDiI/AAAAAAAAAyM/044DPlkgQZM/s1600/sensitive-issue-de.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fw1zUwMWg_I/TgRv5FtwDiI/AAAAAAAAAyM/044DPlkgQZM/s320/sensitive-issue-de.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621741261442518562" /></a><br />OK, i've been asking myself. "Am i too sensitive?" Seriously, am i? The recent events in office have shown the other side of me. The ke po side. and of cause the sensitive side. I care so much on what people think of me rather than what i am doing and what i can do. <div><br /></div><div>Aren't that the correct way, do what you need to do and care lesser on other opinion on you? But, haiya... i care so much... Like a sissy. </div><div><br /></div><div>As i can recall, not only it happen recently, but all this while. From high school till date. I think it has become a habit. A bad one. </div><div><br /></div><div>At times i always think and tell myself, what i want to show to others? Am i who i am, aren't it suppose to be that way? And now im a lecturer and in society, a lot of times people is looking at me as noble (but i rejected the whole idea i am noble). So what i want to prove? Or why i am so sensitive? What the point being sensitive? </div><div><br /></div><div>I can advise people not to be sensitive and hope to cope up, but when it come to myself, i can advise myself. At times i have no self confidence at all. </div><div><br /></div><div>But again, this is life and i need to get used to it. Get used to people talk at my back. At the end of the day, it is not something that i can control, aren't it? </div><div><br /></div><div>You're cool....</div>J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-88686571844863044632011-06-18T14:28:00.002+08:002011-06-18T14:40:42.387+08:00Mummy operation<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Qf_bckSMio/TfxFlfP-xnI/AAAAAAAAAyE/IpCUzz1ljlE/s1600/110609-142659.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Qf_bckSMio/TfxFlfP-xnI/AAAAAAAAAyE/IpCUzz1ljlE/s320/110609-142659.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619442945397540466" /></a>Last week was a very busy week and worrying week indeed for my family. Mummy have this Thyroids on her neck for some time already, and after years or struggling (mum) to go or not to go, she finally decided. But still the process is long witted. Check and check and check then refer to this doctors, then check an check and check again. The process goes on for a year. Oh well, what do you expect from public institutions.<div><br /></div><div>Then finally, doctors say yes and can operate. So i took a long week for me to travel back, ad-mist Gawai, so drink and drink for days before finally send mummy to hospital last week Tuesday and her operation on Wednesday. </div><div><br /></div><div>I swear to God, if i need to, i don't want to go hospital. I hate the feeling waiting for mum to come out from the operation room. Longgggg 6 hours, where i full with worries and worries and worries... So worried what would happen to mummy, my only beloved mummy...</div><div><br /></div><div>But thank God, a very successful operation and after three day, she being discharge from the ward and now she is recovering at home. Fuh~~~ What a relieve.... Now im back in office. And f*cking dammit need to face this b*tch. I don't know what with this lady, keep on finding people problem and report to the booses. Cilaka you lah~~~ !!! Nah!!! </div><div><br /></div><div>I think she got an issue, Mental issue.</div><div><br /></div><div>By the way, i resigned from my current company last few days and joined Swinburne. Officially, i will jump over there coming Mid August. Wooohhhhooooo.....</div><div><br /></div><div>Ok, Jeff out. You're cool...</div>J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-23693022859441750332011-05-14T20:26:00.004+08:002011-05-14T20:43:14.545+08:00The end of my master education<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QqSBoJ5X5EY/Tc54yGyvDbI/AAAAAAAAAx4/-Q_gUg5N1Ro/s1600/227827_2093694583707_1285562569_2553248_745257_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 173px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QqSBoJ5X5EY/Tc54yGyvDbI/AAAAAAAAAx4/-Q_gUg5N1Ro/s320/227827_2093694583707_1285562569_2553248_745257_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606551388335050162" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>3 years and 4 months ago today i started my journey on my first higher education apart from my first degree. I registered under Associate Professor Dr. Ernest Cyril de Run as a master by research student and now im a graduate already. If you ask me am i proud of what i have achieve, yes i am. But it is just starting of another chapter of my new life as a master grad. <div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>It is not easy, it is indeed not easy at all. From envy to birocracy to office politics. Im suppose to finish a year ago and yet only two weeks ago i get the letter from UNIMAS on my award of my degree. 24 September 2010 i passed my viva voce and pass my master by principal. Only two weeks ago they finally awarded me with the degree. Yet, i just started and two three days ago i have finalize my PhD proposal and i will run this journey again, even i know what will happen again. History again will repeat itself. But that is what i want in my life.</div><div><br /></div><div>I do not know how much gratitude i owe to my supervisor. Kn</div><div>owing him since 2005 till date, he have teach me a lot. From education/ academic to life. He live a good life with a lot of ups and downs and that also teach me to value my life and the people around me.</div><div><br /></div><div>I have lost so many for the last three years as compare to my classmate, UNIMAS marketing class of 2004-2007. But at the same time i gain more as well. I owe my family and good friends around me a lot on this. I do now know how to repay</div><div> them but, but i know i must do better in order not letting down myself and those that believe in my fight. I have proved to my Uncle that i can do it. He did try to stop me once, but im glad i didnt listen to him. He did play a big part of my earlier days in sarikei but now no more. I live my own life, he is not invited in.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Its finally a relieve and again i will challenge myself i</div><div>n a different scenario this time, to be the expert in sales promotion in Malaysia, then Asia. By God willings i will run this journey again. My target, by the age of 30, finish my PhD study. Now i have my new family, i will run the journey with them.</div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hjprpdmyRoI/Tc54TfguCGI/AAAAAAAAAxw/YFoGQiCKr0M/s320/Group%2BPhoto.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606550862394427490" /></div><div><br /></div>J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-74225596607305228212011-04-17T14:16:00.007+08:002011-04-17T14:51:07.285+08:00Blah Blah Blah 2011...April is here and it should be spring in some of the four seasons country. For me, it is just Seasons Green Tea and Soya Bean with less sugar, accompanying me in this blog. In this blog requires a lot of my saliva as i will bla bla bla... <div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K-mMUZfqCWU/TaqKQ5aqDkI/AAAAAAAAAxY/IZuUOuhmq7E/s1600/Green-Tea-DI-1024x796.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K-mMUZfqCWU/TaqKQ5aqDkI/AAAAAAAAAxY/IZuUOuhmq7E/s320/Green-Tea-DI-1024x796.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596437509856431682" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>So, what so great, ereccccttttiiiiioooonnnn just over with more Rocket ejaculated... from 8 now 12. I think so, correct me if im wrong. And for the "Sake of God", no more political stories. (Goes to myself as well". It seriously have to stop. </div><div><br /></div><div>Was reading a blog post by http://www.loyarburok.com (<a href="http://www.loyarburok.com/human-rights/express-yourself/better-dont-mess-it-up-this-time/">http://www.loyarburok.com/human-rights/express-yourself/better-dont-mess-it-up-this-time/</a>), i have my enlightenment. Indeed it is true, people in the rural dont care. What they care is the food on their table at the end of the day. Seriously, they are disconnected from the world. I think RFS (radio free sarawak) is a good alternative for them as they broadcasr in SW radio frequency for the rural people of Sarawak, by Sarawakian in London. But they are seriously disconnected, and guess what, the website is block by some cyber troopers.</div><div><br /></div><div>I think the should be a movie out soon </div><div>Title: Sarawak Cyber Troopers.</div><div>Sypnosis: How to block RFS (Radio Free Sarawak), SR (Sarawak Report) and Malaysiakini. </div><div>Actors: Asshole(s) in Malaysia (perhaps outside Malaysia)</div><div><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DFfLJCdPP2c/TaqK4OEmzYI/AAAAAAAAAxg/NSPVUVF5W1o/s1600/Picture1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DFfLJCdPP2c/TaqK4OEmzYI/AAAAAAAAAxg/NSPVUVF5W1o/s320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596438185415986562" /></a><br /><br /></div><div>And bla bla bla... (well, bla saja lar as it is Sunday and i'm lazy marking my students exam. It is tougher than politics in Malaysia you know).</div><div><br /></div><div>Just get a crib for myself. A big one at Muara Tuang. So i gonna stay in Sarawak for LONG TIME!!! WTF!!!! But i lioke......</div><div><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r6XULEnTSjg/TaqInKsO3LI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/AEf1WGEKjwE/s1600/207393_2016305529029_1285562569_2436595_6203274_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r6XULEnTSjg/TaqInKsO3LI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/AEf1WGEKjwE/s320/207393_2016305529029_1285562569_2436595_6203274_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596435693427416242" /></a>Well it is still just land... Now its like making baby... Will be fully develop in 2013 (if im still alive). <div><br /></div><div>And bla bla bla... Seriously i gonna stop...</div>J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-2212516233994356192010-12-30T22:33:00.003+08:002010-12-30T23:03:57.947+08:00Happening of 2010It is the time of the year again. This entry i will try to summarize my 2010 experiences. I have been to ups and downs, many are ups.<br /><br />1) First thing happen in early 2010, i manage to finish my thesis writings and submitted on-time (approximately 20 months). Submitted to faculty and normal, ding dong here and there and took them 8 months to call for my VIVA. Well, went for VIVA as instructed and done my best and WA...LA.... i passed.... Then do my correction again, as instructed and submitted and now STILL WAITING.... But at least pass my master, not easy being "the first" Master by Research Major in Marketing in UNIMAS that finish the master writings. And among the few among my colleagues that submitted on-time and fast. Am quite proud actually and my greatest gratitudes to my supervisor, Associate Professor Dr. Ernest Cyril de Run.<br /><br />2) Joined SEGi College Sarawak campus as programme coordinator for graduate studies and applied business research on 12 April 2010. Pass interview in one shot in the morning and by late noon, get the offer from them for the position that i dont apply before. Oh well, took up the challenge and joined them despite the long and winding 'rumors' around that say how bad and bad is SEGi. Eight month passed and i proved those rumors wrong. SEGi is great. Without SEGi, i wouldn't be what and who i am today. Resigned two month ago, get a better offer at UCSI and next week 3 January 2011 my first day there. New year, new life, new work. ha ha.... ^^<br /><br />3) Done programme accreditation for SEGi for four programme, BBUS Marketing, Human Resource Management and Administrative Management 3+0 in collaboration with University of Southern Queensland, Australia. Another one is BA (Hons) Business and Management 3+0 in collaboration with University of Sunderland, United Kingdom. Once all these programme being accredited by MQA, all the graduate (new and previous) will get their degree recognized by JPA and all the government bodies in Malaysia. So they should all thank me then. Ha ha... Plus, the accreditation came on the same day for all the four programme and im alone handling the academic, with Hailey help me do student files, Mahani help me do lecturers file and Fairol help me get everything prepare for the accreditation visit. Overall i do over 80% of the work. Tired and satisfied. Proof a lot of people wrong, that nothing is impossible as long as you have heart into doing it. Now just awaiting the news from MQA. So now im expert already in COPPA. Waka Waka.... ^^<br /><br />4) Broke up with Kolly. Four years relationship. Few month back, we from bad to worst and finally she pop out the question and ask for breakup. Of cos, im sad and done many to retain her. I am not happy, i dont want a break up. But after few month, i finally open up my heart and brain (thanks to my elder brother for the advice actually) and i move on. Now i have new love and will cherish her and wont repeat the same mistakes again. I have put down my ego, temper and bad attitude, and whenever i do wrong to anyone especially my love one, the first thing i will apologize and make sure it wont happen anymore. I will cherish her more, love, care and be there for her. Weekdays i owned by the company, weekend it's our time. No work, no others, just sweet time together.<br /><br />5) My family house finally sold off by bank few month back. We have move to a new place. We rented a house at Jln Kiong Soon no 29. A nice place. Even though the house is old (approximately 30 years in age), but it is so comfy. Last Christmas i went back and the first instance i step into the house, i found peace and joy. Glad my mom make the right choice. Things from worst now getting better. After move house, my dad get more "kang tao" and earning extra cash. My brothers are doing better and i found new love and life. Something good that im looking ahead now.<br /><br />6) Send my mom to Sibu GH last Christmas Eve and do ultra sound on her neck. Got three lump at her neck, one big, one medium and one tiny. She will undergone a minor operation soon next year and hope everything goes well. Im worried actually. So so worried.<br /><br />Thats the few big things happen in my 2010. Will detail one by one once i have ime to do that. Plus today im sick and lazy also. Waka Waka... ^^ Till then.... Laters......J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-3777537883962325612010-12-29T13:16:00.005+08:002010-12-29T13:38:42.332+08:00Working life in SEGi College SarawakToday my last day with SEGi College Sarawak. Actually it is 31 December 2010, but tomorrow im on leave and Friday i only work for half day to clear my stuff.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/TRrFD1mgKVI/AAAAAAAAAxE/w4wk_1mM2Zw/s1600/segi_sarawak%2Blogo.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 92px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/TRrFD1mgKVI/AAAAAAAAAxE/w4wk_1mM2Zw/s320/segi_sarawak%2Blogo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555969760033778002" border="0" /></a>I started off joining SEGi as a Programme Coordinator on 12th of April 2010. It is a big challenge for me to join SEGi due to the many bad rumors and comments that i heard before i join the company. As i was desperate and need money to sustain, i tool up the job as the programme coordinator for Graduate Studies and Applied Business Research.<br /><br />Wow, first week at job really almost kill me. With the loads and stress, i persevere. I remember my Supervisor, Dr. Ernest, always told me this, "if you can stand here, you can stand outside there." Indeed, he is true. Its nothing worst than my years in UNIMAS and off cause the constant 'bomb' from my supervisor when i do my degree and master.<br /><br />Nothing big deal actually here in SEGi. I have done four programme accreditation at the same time, preparing documentations mainly alone. It is two time thicker than my thesis for each programme. So work goes on and i continue and just bite my tongue and do, do, do, do.....<br /><br />Yeah, manage to finish up all, and build School of Graduate Studies that was never there. Know a lot of friends, met students, being curse by students, and so many more. Include met my current Honey.<br /><br />Overall, i will say this, SEGi is good but need more improvement. Sitting on management position here in SEGi i can testify that SEGi is ok. SEGi have the best working environment so far, from the different places that i have went to. SEGi also is a very good training ground for those who want to remain in academic in the long run. Not only i testify on this, but also all the previous managers and employees that left SEGi for a better offer. Without SEGi, i don't think i would learn and achieve what i am today. So my credit to SEGi and the team. "You guys are the best."<br /><br />Im sad, leaving this wonderful place. Even though at times there is a lot of disagreements, but at the end of the day, we are all happy and contented in our life and undertakings in SEGi.<br /><br />I will miss this place a lot. Untill then, later....J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-28503637908351658142010-08-26T23:03:00.002+08:002010-08-26T23:06:35.633+08:00PublishingOh my freaking G*d. I totally forgot about my blog. Been donkey years i didnt blog. Blame facebook and my work.<br /><br />Started work last april and being very very busy since then. Bigger power mean bigger responsibility. i understand that.<br /><br />Nevertheless, i will be on track soon. And till then, chao...J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-68795316590907565522010-02-24T16:42:00.004+08:002010-02-24T17:01:01.227+08:00The In Thing with Facebook<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/S4TqtHh4qTI/AAAAAAAAAwI/IY725hCoA68/s1600-h/1.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/S4TqtHh4qTI/AAAAAAAAAwI/IY725hCoA68/s320/1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441732310606588210" border="0" /></a>I must admit, i'm addicted to Facebook. Whenever i open a browser, Facebook. Whenever i close a browser, Facebook again. Oh ya, I'm back on blogger. Well, was actually inspired by langkau.my blog. Amidst the busy schedule he have with his kampungs and drinks and leeches, he still be able to write. Oh ya, he also work lar... I think something like a man biting koala or a Hippopotamus in pink pon pon.<br /><br />So, i'm saying about Facebook. What with Facebook that is so so so, i mean really, the in thing and addicting stuff? If i have the ability to sustains hour and hour of looking at computer screen, i think i'll stuck in Facebook, foreeevvvveeeerrrrr....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/S4TqiLFZchI/AAAAAAAAAwA/4jqaflI3wUA/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/S4TqiLFZchI/AAAAAAAAAwA/4jqaflI3wUA/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441732122582282770" border="0" /></a>The fellow that create this portal sure getting $$$ a lot. Or a lot of $$$??? Confusing, after so used to the Facebook language.<br /><br />It is fun, seeing people post different things there, movies, songs, notes, critics, attacks, politics and etc. Where else can you get all those in one? Facebook, obviously. I'm not promoting Facebook if some of you were asking yourself when going through this essay, or whatever that you called it, (i rather called it a crap). It is upon curiosity, why Facebook? Aint Twitter better? Or what happen to Friendster (used to be the in thing before the arrival of Facebook in UNIMAS community).<br /><br />I don know. There is always way to different route. Same as here. Not only staff Facebooking (hereforth, Facebook is fb cos i tired of typing the long long word. Phew, what a relieve~~). Student fb, lecturer fb, even my friend 56 years old dad is fb'ing and added me in his friend list (that apparently, we never contact after add). And i have over 700 friends in fb that 80% of them i never met. Lol~~~<br /><br />Even the government now go to fb. Ever heard of 1Malaysia fb? What to say advertisement, that obviosuly taking advantage of this and start manipulating people. It is not that i don support marketers as i being one, but that the reality. The moral, don trust the advertiser cos mostly are hypocritical and manipulators. So, am i slapping myself now? *&(*^^%^&%$^&.........<br /><br />Laters....J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-69400547825429704572009-11-10T14:56:00.001+08:002009-11-10T14:58:43.424+08:00My favorite. America Suitehearts by Fall Out Boys<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gk3v3ICU7I4&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gk3v3ICU7I4&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">America's Suitehearts lyrics</span><br /><br />You could have knocked me out with a feather.<br />I know you've heard this all before, but we're just Hell's neighbors.<br />Why, why, why won't the world revolve around me?<br />Build my dreams, trees grow all over the streets.<br /><br />But I don't know much about classic cars,<br />But I've got a lot of friends stuck on classic coke.<br />Down, set, one,<br />Hut, hut, hike,<br />Media Blitz<br /><br />Lets hear it for America's Suitehearts!<br />But I must confess,<br />I'm in love with my own sins.<br />Lets hear it for America's Suitehearts!<br />But I must confess,<br />I'm in love with my own sins.<br /><br />You can bow and pretend that<br />You don't, don't know you're a legend.<br />Time, time, time hasn't told anyone else yet.<br />Let my love loose again.<br /><br />But I don't know much about classic cars,<br />But I've got a lot of friends stuck on classic coke.<br />Down, set, one,<br />Hut, hut, hike,<br />Media Blitz<br /><br />Lets hear it for America's Suitehearts!<br />But I must confess,<br />I'm in love with my own sins.<br />Lets hear it for America's Suitehearts!<br />But I must confess,<br />I'm in love with my own sins.<br /><br />You could have knocked me out with a feather<br />I know you've heard this all before<br /><br />Lets hear it for America's Suitehearts!<br />But I must confess,<br />I'm in love with my own sins.<br />Lets hear it for America's Suitehearts!<br />But I must confess,<br />I'm in love with my own sins.<br /><br />Suitehearts<br />Let's hear it, oh, Let's hear it<br />Suitehearts<br />Let's hear it, oh, let's,<br />Suitehearts, suitehearts.J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-52799902078010022712009-10-21T00:14:00.004+08:002009-10-21T00:46:48.598+08:001 Malaysia or other 1???I mean, i can totally understand the 1Malaysia concept. Maybe there is few complication in me on the concept, but overall i can really agree on the idea. It is good and noble. But become reality would be something that we need to watch and see. And that already give me a lot of thinking in it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/St3j2j3KXDI/AAAAAAAAAvY/g6xthks7NlI/s1600-h/1_malaysia.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/St3j2j3KXDI/AAAAAAAAAvY/g6xthks7NlI/s320/1_malaysia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394718455138769970" border="0" /></a><br />But it has become a phenomenon. Everyone now want 1 in their ingredient (ie, ideology). And don't know which fella come out with this term, adapting 1Malaysia and become 1Toilet.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/St3j3E7QUXI/AAAAAAAAAvg/Y3sBdZiae-o/s1600-h/Image127.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/St3j3E7QUXI/AAAAAAAAAvg/Y3sBdZiae-o/s320/Image127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394718464014307698" border="0" /></a><br />I mean, seriously, 1Toilet? Huh? What is the message behind it? Does he/she mean, 1Toilet for both gender, no need separate between male and female. Wow. If like that, i want oh. But, don't want la. I dont want some aunty see my pee pee when i go wee wee wor. Ew..... Unless a pretty lady, ok lar.....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/St3obZjg_tI/AAAAAAAAAvo/HUs_kuLfs9g/s1600-h/toilet.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/St3obZjg_tI/AAAAAAAAAvo/HUs_kuLfs9g/s320/toilet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394723486073683666" border="0" /></a><br />Or this fella just wanna say that, no need separate between VVIP, VIP and normal citizen (like me) toilet. But seriously, he think the VVIP and VIP want it ah? Just go to any Ministry Offices in Putrajaya, you think normal people can use the toilet in the Minister office ah? I dont think even normal people like me can enter the building like that.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/St3ob58d8OI/AAAAAAAAAvw/MnEz05qdulo/s1600-h/no_entry_sign.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/St3ob58d8OI/AAAAAAAAAvw/MnEz05qdulo/s320/no_entry_sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394723494768275682" border="0" /></a><br />Then? 1Toilet. Come on lar, i dont think the YB's want their private label been seen by others also right? Like me. Cos it is just ew... Why wanna see my pee pee for? Why wanna see other pee pee for? I mean, i dont mind see any bobbies (accept aunties and old ladies), but certainly not other pee pee's. It is just disgusting.<br /><br />So again, what is the 1Toilet message brings then? Em.....J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-48294888046641041712009-10-11T15:15:00.005+08:002009-10-11T15:32:23.038+08:00Affection...Love...Care....Question been raised, answers been given. What is really the meaning of affection? What is affection? How does affection come into someone life? How can someone identify what is affection, what is love?<br /><br />People around were saying, why having affection. For me, affection is a state of conscious in mind but hold in an definite space of not knowing and understanding the root and impact of it.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/StGJQtpQ8BI/AAAAAAAAAvI/k4Nqab7p9aU/s1600-h/chart-adh.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/StGJQtpQ8BI/AAAAAAAAAvI/k4Nqab7p9aU/s320/chart-adh.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391241149162778642" border="0" /></a><br />The feeling is always there. But how does it distinct from love? Wikipedia stated that affection as "...used to denote a feeling or type of love, amounting to more than goodwill or friendship....". It is used as a gesture of affectionate state of behavior that showing signs of liking a person.<br /><br />From such definition, it sound more like a state of liking a person, not loving. Yet, how does it develop into love? Can it be develop into love? Why and how?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/StGJQLcKCNI/AAAAAAAAAvA/kenQUF-sYYM/s1600-h/skd280248sdc.preview.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/StGJQLcKCNI/AAAAAAAAAvA/kenQUF-sYYM/s320/skd280248sdc.preview.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391241139980994770" border="0" /></a><br />It is a questions that need to be of personal to different people. For me, affection is a state of love and care. As how much the affection from me to a girl, of how much i love and care for her.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/StGJRK3B7rI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/IK-6MtqphrY/s1600-h/Love_and_Affection_by__xades_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/StGJRK3B7rI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/IK-6MtqphrY/s320/Love_and_Affection_by__xades_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391241157005143730" border="0" /></a><br />It is very abstract, yet general in one sense.<br /><br />Complication always arise when i ask people, "What is affection".<br /><br />JeffreyJ-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-21060683828420077782009-09-29T13:45:00.002+08:002009-09-29T14:01:38.380+08:00Frustration and disappointmentI don know what with this guys, but he is trying to get into every single ladies pants. Even my friends (ladies). He is trying to do that. Come on, if wanna screw around, don't go and bother my friends. Shit. Three word for him, "Fuck the Fucking Fucker."<br /><br />Damn....J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-16638372098210757412009-09-25T13:27:00.002+08:002009-09-25T13:28:26.480+08:00Toyota Vios TRD Sportivo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/SrxU2W0B4EI/AAAAAAAAAu4/c8vTowtdirs/s1600-h/toyota-vios-trd-sportivo-f.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jk4yF3EEs2o/SrxU2W0B4EI/AAAAAAAAAu4/c8vTowtdirs/s320/toyota-vios-trd-sportivo-f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385272547241746498" border="0" /></a>New Driving Sensation. My next target.J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-61036100483683660652009-09-17T11:47:00.001+08:002009-09-17T11:49:55.790+08:00happy holiday, Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri<div style="text-align: center;">Wishing all my <span style="font-weight: bold;">Muslim </span>friends<br /><br />A happy and prosperous Raya Celebration<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >Maaf Zahir dan Batin</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Dapat duit raya banyak banyak</span><br /></div>J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-40041892148153892372009-09-11T16:37:00.000+08:002009-09-11T16:41:38.123+08:00Nearing the EndIt is the most difficult part as when ur work is nearing the end. How should i say it? Em... My thesis, just left less than 5% of redo here and there before i submit for final drafting with my supervisor. What make the thing worst is laziness, tiredness and pure lazy.<br /><br />For almost a week, i still left 5% to finish. When lar i can finish this. Hopefully this few day as i sit in office and really work and concentrate. Damn, it is hard to really concentrate. was hoping i have the brain of my boss now. Won't it be great. wahahaha.<br /><br />And FB make the thing worst. It is so tempting and cannot resist it. Whenever i go online, the firt thing would be FB. It's like taking drugs. u must have it every single day. Damn FB.<br /><br />JeeJ-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-2423277461716869112009-09-05T12:08:00.004+08:002009-09-05T12:44:27.606+08:00Bad Bad Banking service from the Bank. "Am so so angry now!!"Now this is the one that i really dislike about way of conduct. I just change my ATM card to debit card last week. Eventually i have use the card for so many years, and it finally broke down on me. So more the card is old and not really functioning well. So decided to change the card, and preferable to debit card. My real intention is that i can use the card for petrol, no need bring cash. As recommended in radio. So i did it.<br /><br />Well, change the card, used it yesterday and something happen. I use it to pump RM20.01 at Petronas, and another RM20.00 at Shell station. Then last night, i decided to bank in RM50.00 to my account to reimburse back the amount in my account. So when i check my account, i notice RM400.00 gone. WTF!!! My MONEY!!! <br /><br />So with a very frustrated and nervous feeling, i called up the Bank customer service 24 hours hot line. So talk to this officer on the line and tell her my problem. This happen.<br /><br />1) I don know what the heck she is talking about. Most probably an Indian, or from some country, the English language broken like Hell. I need to ask her few time, "Pardon, can u repeat that again?" before i can eventually know what the heck she is talking about. The worst thing is that i need to teach her to pronounce the word properly. Damn.<br /><br />2) She tell me that, if i use the card on the machine at the pump station (not at counter), automatically the petrol station will hold RM200.00 from my account. So i pump at two petrol station, so RM400.00 being hold by them. The worst thing is, this never been told by the bankers to me when i change my card, nor any call from the bank notifying me this, nor any announcement in the Radio (as i listen every single day) on such matter. What the bankers told me is that, it can be use for petrol. yes, no doubt, <span style="font-style:italic;">but if told me earlier, i will then know, and prefer use cash cos i only have few hundred in that account. And now i need cash, i don have. So i launch a report last night (customer service line) and wait for their news.</span><br /><br />3) What so far that girl told me last night is that the rest of the money will be reimburse in to my account after 30 DAYS... Bloody hell, 30 DAYS wor. i only got RM200.00 now for petrol, food and rental. FUCK the bank lar. So Monday, i will go to the bank and clarify this. It is not my fault eventually cos they didn't tell me. And the bankers expect us (me) to ask such question when i change the card? They don even gave me any voucher on the product. How would i know what to ask? I am just a normal consumer.<br /><br />4) So if they don want to reimburse the money back to my account, i will go extreme to Police report. For me, this is something like fraud. I will be happy if they told me earlier, when i change my card, on the using of the card. But, no... NOTHING been told to me. Just change for me, when i ask "can use for petrol?", they say "yes!". That's all from them. <br /><br />Am so frustrated cos i have very very limited money and i have not pay my house rental. I expect to pay today, but because of the bank non-efficiency, i unable to do a lot of thing and pay my bills. If i have RM10,000.00 in the account i don mind. But i'm just a bloody hell student and i only have less than a thousand in that account, so how i gonna survive. RM400.00 for a student like me is bloody hell huge ady wor.... Damn that bank.J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713496393007281180.post-86840684891813854792009-08-27T21:13:00.002+08:002009-08-27T21:18:28.222+08:00Itu lambut kasih potong, lain tidak payah potong punya....Da da da da da da da da.... da da da da da da da....<br /><br />NAMEWEE is back!!!! This time no more controversial song like the hits MalaysiaWood "negarakuku".<br /><br />Staring, NAMEWEE in "Potong Saga". A short film by Ho Yuhang.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nKcHEJJ9Uy0&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nKcHEJJ9Uy0&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />And this is the making of "Potong Saga".<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ddKe25omjGk&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ddKe25omjGk&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Damn Funny woi....J-Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15672086890991211811noreply@blogger.com0