<?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-16603033</id><updated>2011-12-14T11:55:37.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hazlina</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-8153621898623122321</id><published>2009-10-01T16:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T16:12:25.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If and when a man truly loves a woman...</title><content type='html'>When a man loves a woman&lt;br /&gt;Cant keep his mind on nothin else&lt;br /&gt;He'd trade the world&lt;br /&gt;For a good thing he's found&lt;br /&gt;If she is bad, he cant see it&lt;br /&gt;She can do no wrong&lt;br /&gt;Turn his back on his best friend&lt;br /&gt;If he puts her down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a man loves a woman&lt;br /&gt;Spend his very last dime&lt;br /&gt;Trying to hold on to what he needs&lt;br /&gt;He'd give up all his comforts&lt;br /&gt;And sleep out in the rain&lt;br /&gt;If she said that's the way&lt;br /&gt;It ought to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a man loves a woman&lt;br /&gt;I give you everything I got&lt;br /&gt;Trying to hold on&lt;br /&gt;To your precious love&lt;br /&gt;Baby please dont treat me bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a man loves a woman&lt;br /&gt;Deep down in his soul&lt;br /&gt;She can bring him such misery&lt;br /&gt;If she is playing him for a fool&lt;br /&gt;He's the last one to know&lt;br /&gt;Loving eyes can never see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes when a man loves a woman&lt;br /&gt;I know exactly how he feels&lt;br /&gt;cause baby, baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;I am a man&lt;br /&gt;When a man loves a woman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-8153621898623122321?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/8153621898623122321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=8153621898623122321' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/8153621898623122321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/8153621898623122321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-and-when-man-truly-loves-woman.html' title='If and when a man truly loves a woman...'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-6270822749222653436</id><published>2008-04-07T10:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T11:13:51.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes from around the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Arabian:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear not the man who fears God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Albanian:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharp acids corrode their own containers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jewish:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among those who stand, do not sit; among those who sit, do not stand. Among those who laugh, do not weep; among those who weep, do not laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who teases you loves you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be too sweet lest you be eaten up; don't be too bitter lest you be spewed out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only truly dead are those who have been forgotten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sanskrit:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman's appetite is twice that of a man's; her sexual desire, four times; her intelligence, eight times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Turkish:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having two ears and one tongue, we should listen twice as much as we speak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who gossips to you will gossip about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-6270822749222653436?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/6270822749222653436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=6270822749222653436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/6270822749222653436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/6270822749222653436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2008/04/quotes-from-around-world.html' title='Quotes from around the world'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-3299706689251734877</id><published>2008-03-11T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T17:15:20.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hyuk, hyuk, hyuk...</title><content type='html'>Two stangers, a man and a woman, meet in a cafe, the man asks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My Dear, would you go to bed with me for a million dollars?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, yes, I guess I would." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How about $100?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What kind of person do you think I am?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My Dear, we have already established that. We are merely haggling over the price!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-3299706689251734877?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/3299706689251734877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=3299706689251734877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/3299706689251734877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/3299706689251734877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2008/03/hyuk-hyuk-hyuk.html' title='hyuk, hyuk, hyuk...'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-8461146597146908934</id><published>2007-09-14T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T12:39:53.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you want to sing out, sing out</title><content type='html'>Well, if you want to sing out, sing out&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to be free, be free&lt;br /&gt;cause theres a million things to be&lt;br /&gt;You know that there are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to live high, live high&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to live low, live low&lt;br /&gt;cause theres a million ways to go&lt;br /&gt;You know that there are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do what you want&lt;br /&gt;The opportunitys on&lt;br /&gt;And if you can find a new way&lt;br /&gt;You can do it today&lt;br /&gt;You can make it all true&lt;br /&gt;And you can make it undo&lt;br /&gt;You see ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;Its easy ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;You only need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you want to say yes, say yes&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to say no, say no&lt;br /&gt;cause theres a million ways to go&lt;br /&gt;You know that there are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to be me, be me&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to be you, be you&lt;br /&gt;cause theres a million things to do&lt;br /&gt;You know that there are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you want to sing out, sing out&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to be free, be free&lt;br /&gt;cause theres a million things to be&lt;br /&gt;You know that there are&lt;br /&gt;You know that there are&lt;br /&gt;You know that there are&lt;br /&gt;You know that there are&lt;br /&gt;You know that there are&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-8461146597146908934?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/8461146597146908934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=8461146597146908934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/8461146597146908934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/8461146597146908934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2007/09/if-you-want-to-sing-out-sing-out.html' title='If you want to sing out, sing out'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-8084306826607237207</id><published>2007-08-22T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T11:16:18.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the words of Milton Keynes....</title><content type='html'>Never, never bail out foolish people who have made grave, self-harming mistakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-8084306826607237207?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/8084306826607237207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=8084306826607237207' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/8084306826607237207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/8084306826607237207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-words-of-milton-keynes.html' title='In the words of Milton Keynes....'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-3296604677650415939</id><published>2007-05-10T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T23:11:13.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's in a name...</title><content type='html'>Your First Name of: Hazlina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the name Hazlina creates the urge to organize and work with others, we point out that it causes an over-emphasis on material things that frustrates higher humanitarian qualities.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This name, when combined with the last name, can frustrate happiness, contentment, and success, as well as cause health weaknesses in the fluid and reproductive organs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although your name of Hazlina gives you a good appreciation of material values, business ability, and skill in organizing and managing others, your success is limited at times, by a lack of self-confidence and initiative.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This name brings out a practical, composed quality, with a strong desire for a good standard of living in an environment where you are in contact with distinguished, successful people.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You try to further your interests through pursuing the association of people with influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compliments to kabalarians.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-3296604677650415939?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/3296604677650415939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=3296604677650415939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/3296604677650415939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/3296604677650415939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2007/05/whats-in-name.html' title='what&apos;s in a name...'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-6295942777244453357</id><published>2007-04-27T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:03:22.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Philosophy</title><content type='html'>"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving    &lt;br /&gt;safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in       &lt;br /&gt;sideways - Chardonnay in one hand - chocolate in the other - body thoroughly &lt;br /&gt;used up, totally worn out and screaming, "WOO HOO, What a Ride!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-6295942777244453357?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/6295942777244453357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=6295942777244453357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/6295942777244453357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/6295942777244453357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2007/04/life-philosophy.html' title='Life Philosophy'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-8435282478939947742</id><published>2007-04-03T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T13:11:03.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain gym...</title><content type='html'>Exercise of the brain is as important as exercise of the muscles. As we grow older, it's important that we keep mentally alert. The saying: "If you don't use it, you will lose it" also applies to the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a very private way to gauge your loss or non-loss of intelligence. So take the following test presented here and determine if you are losing it or are still a MENSA candidate. OK, relax, clear your mind and . . . begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 1. What do you put in a toaster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is bread. If you said "toast", then give up now and go do something else. Try not to hurt yourself. If you said, "bread", go to question 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 2. Say "silk" five times. Now spell "silk". What do cows drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Cows drink water. If you said "milk", please do not attempt the next question. Your brain is obviously overstressed and may even overheat. It may be that you need to contend yourself with reading something more appropriate such as "Children's World". If you said, "water" then proceed to question three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 3. If a red house is made from red bricks and a blue house is made from blue bricks and a pink house is made from pink bricks and a black house is made from black bricks, what is a greenhouse made from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Greenhouses are made from glass. If you said "green bricks", what the heck are you still doing here reading these questions? If you said "glass", then go on to question four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Twenty years ago, a plane is flying at 20,000 feet over Germany. If you will recall, Germany at the time was politically divided into West Germany and East Germany. Anyway, during the flight, TWO of the engines fail. The pilot, realizing that the last remaining engine is also failing, decides on a crash landing procedure. Unfortunately the engine fails before he has time and the plane crashes smack in the middle of "no man's land" between East Germany and West Germany. Where would you bury the survivors - East Germany or West Germany or in "no man's land"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: You don't, of course, bury survivors. If you said ANYTHING else, you are a real dunce and you must NEVER try to rescue anyone from a plane crash. Your efforts would not be appreciated. If you said, "Don't bury the survivors" then proceed to the next question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If the hour hand on a clock moves 1/60th of a degree every minute then how many degrees will the hour hand move in one hour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: One degree. If you said "360 degrees" or anything other than "one degree", you are to be congratulated on getting this far, but you are obviously out of your league. Turn your pencil in and exit the room. Everyone else proceed to the final question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Without using a calculator - You are driving a bus from London to Milford Haven in Wales. In London, 17 people get on the bus. In Reading, six people get off the bus and nine people get on. In Swindon, two people get off and four get on. In Cardiff, 11 people get off and 16 people get on. In Swansea, three people get off and five people get on. In Carmathen, six people get off and three get on. You then arrive at Milford Haven. What was the name of the bus driver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Oh, for heaven sake! It was YOU, Read the first line!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-8435282478939947742?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/8435282478939947742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=8435282478939947742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/8435282478939947742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/8435282478939947742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2007/04/brain-gym.html' title='Brain gym...'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-4320763954898150148</id><published>2007-04-02T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T12:11:11.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Antidote to my previous post of 5 ways to piss off your wife</title><content type='html'>To make a woman happy, and I mean ANY WOMAN..... A man only needs to be:&lt;br /&gt;1. A friend&lt;br /&gt;2. A companion&lt;br /&gt;3. A lover&lt;br /&gt;4. A brother&lt;br /&gt;5. A father&lt;br /&gt;6. A master&lt;br /&gt;7. A chef&lt;br /&gt;8. An electrician&lt;br /&gt;9. A carpenter&lt;br /&gt;10. A plumber&lt;br /&gt;11. A mechanic&lt;br /&gt;12. A decorator&lt;br /&gt;13. A stylist&lt;br /&gt;16. A psychologist&lt;br /&gt;17. A pest exterminator&lt;br /&gt;18. A psychiatrist&lt;br /&gt;19. A healer&lt;br /&gt;20. A good listener&lt;br /&gt;21. An organizer&lt;br /&gt;22. Very clean&lt;br /&gt;23. Sympathetic&lt;br /&gt;24. Athletic&lt;br /&gt;25. Warm&lt;br /&gt;26. Attentive&lt;br /&gt;27. Gallant&lt;br /&gt;28. Intelligent&lt;br /&gt;29. Funny&lt;br /&gt;30. Creative&lt;br /&gt;31. Tender&lt;br /&gt;32. Strong&lt;br /&gt;33. Understanding&lt;br /&gt;34. Tolerant&lt;br /&gt;35. Prudent&lt;br /&gt;36. Ambitious&lt;br /&gt;37. Capable&lt;br /&gt;38. Courageous&lt;br /&gt;39. Determined&lt;br /&gt;40. True&lt;br /&gt;41. Dependable&lt;br /&gt;42. Passionate&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITHOUT FORGETTING TO:&lt;br /&gt;43. Give her compliments regularly&lt;br /&gt;44. Love shopping&lt;br /&gt;45. be honest&lt;br /&gt;46. be very rich&lt;br /&gt;47. Not stress her out&lt;br /&gt;48. Not look at other girls&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on of course....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AT THE SAME TIME, YOU MUST ALSO:&lt;br /&gt;49. Give her lots of attention, but expect little yourself&lt;br /&gt;50. Give her lots of time, especially time for herself&lt;br /&gt;51. Give her lots of space, never worrying about where she goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS VERY IMPORTANT:&lt;br /&gt;52. Never to forget:&lt;br /&gt;* Birthdays&lt;br /&gt;* Anniversaries&lt;br /&gt;* Arrangements she makes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO MAKE A MAN HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Leave him alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-4320763954898150148?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/4320763954898150148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=4320763954898150148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/4320763954898150148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/4320763954898150148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2007/04/antidote-to-my-previous-post-of-5-ways.html' title='Antidote to my previous post of 5 ways to piss off your wife'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-7123490221797913775</id><published>2007-03-17T01:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T01:40:33.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal"  enableJavaScript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf"  quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" width="340"  height="240" name="widget" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"  flashvars="bgcolor=#000000&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-A611740.jpeg&amp;c1=&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_57540F5B.jpeg&amp;c2=&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-6781E621.jpeg&amp;c3=&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1CC3FA29.jpeg&amp;c4=&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-7C115110.jpeg&amp;c5=&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5081077C.jpeg&amp;c6=&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5BFB07FF.jpeg&amp;c7=&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-6EAA4FA9.jpeg&amp;c8=&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-39EF8686.jpeg&amp;c9=&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3DA9302E.jpeg&amp;c10=&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_494EB337.jpeg&amp;c11=&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_17D8F487.jpeg&amp;c12=&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_4F9C0EDC.jpeg&amp;c13=&amp;moodlabel=EASY RIDER &amp;lovelabel=LOVE BUG&amp;funlabel=THRILLER&amp;habitslabel=NEW WAVE PURITAN&amp;uid=101487-a00a&amp;srv=iwebhd5" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="text-align:center; width:340px;height:25px;margin-top:0px; border-top:1px solid rgb(150,150,150);background-color:rgb(0,0,0);padding:5px 0 0 0; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=101487-a00a&amp;srv=iwebhd5" style="color:rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;color:#cccccc"&gt;&amp;trade;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/" style="color:rgb(255,255,255) "&gt;Get your own VisualDNA&amp;trade;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-7123490221797913775?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/7123490221797913775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=7123490221797913775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/7123490221797913775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/7123490221797913775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2007/03/read-my-visualdna-get-your-own.html' title=''/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-2104399581155136395</id><published>2007-03-08T04:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:37:35.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temaki for beginners...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eka04aVGGl0/Re8nV1MeKMI/AAAAAAAAABE/J_zq03Cb8tA/s1600-h/IMG_6019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039289764060997826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eka04aVGGl0/Re8nV1MeKMI/AAAAAAAAABE/J_zq03Cb8tA/s320/IMG_6019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cut the ingredients into sticks or slices and place the ingredients onto a large plate. Cut Nori seaweed into halves to form two rectangulars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eka04aVGGl0/Re8m-VMeKLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NNF1oQUpiYs/s1600-h/IMG_6024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039289360334071986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eka04aVGGl0/Re8m-VMeKLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NNF1oQUpiYs/s320/IMG_6024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Place the pre-cooked sushi rice onto one corner of the nori and arrange other ingredients on top of the rice. Add some Japanese mayonaise for added flavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eka04aVGGl0/Re8mu1MeKKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/rKsUkInFKbw/s1600-h/IMG_6025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039289094046099618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eka04aVGGl0/Re8mu1MeKKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/rKsUkInFKbw/s320/IMG_6025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Start rolling the sushi by taking one end of the corner and folding it in half to form a triangle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eka04aVGGl0/Re8mbVMeKJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/E0wcIkpHRDY/s1600-h/IMG_6026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039288759038650514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eka04aVGGl0/Re8mbVMeKJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/E0wcIkpHRDY/s320/IMG_6026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue rolling until you have formed a cone shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eka04aVGGl0/Re8mM1MeKII/AAAAAAAAAAk/zQZ7oZ-Yuqg/s1600-h/IMG_6026.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eka04aVGGl0/Re8l-VMeKHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Y0wG5IV6JsY/s1600-h/IMG_6027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039288260822444146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eka04aVGGl0/Re8l-VMeKHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Y0wG5IV6JsY/s320/IMG_6027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila! Your temake is ready to be eaten. Best served with pickled ginger, soy sauce and wasabi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-2104399581155136395?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/2104399581155136395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=2104399581155136395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/2104399581155136395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/2104399581155136395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2007/03/temaki-for-beginners.html' title='Temaki for beginners...'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eka04aVGGl0/Re8nV1MeKMI/AAAAAAAAABE/J_zq03Cb8tA/s72-c/IMG_6019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-117328956931453637</id><published>2007-03-08T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T01:46:09.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 ways to piss off your wife</title><content type='html'>1. As a birthday gift, register her for a weight loss program.&lt;br /&gt;2. On your anniversary take her to Burger King.&lt;br /&gt;3. When a telemarketer calls, act all secretive and speak in hushed voices...this will drive her crazy.&lt;br /&gt;4. Call her at work and she'll get all excited...ask what's for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;5. Leave the toilet seat up constantly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-117328956931453637?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/117328956931453637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=117328956931453637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/117328956931453637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/117328956931453637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2007/03/5-ways-to-piss-off-your-wife.html' title='5 ways to piss off your wife'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-117328944697254860</id><published>2007-03-08T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T01:44:06.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Facts about Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Every man wants a wife who is beautiful, understanding, economical and a good cook. But the law allows only one wife.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marriages are made in heaven. But so again, are thunder and lightning. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One woman's hobby is another woman's hubby. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The easiest way to make your old car run better is to check the prices of a new car.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's what people don't know about each other that makes them such good friends. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you can't get a lawyer who knows the law, get one who knows the judge. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A man owes his success to his first wife; and his second wife to his success. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I recently read that love is entirely a matter of chemistry. That must be why my wife treats me like toxic waste. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A man is incomplete until he is married. After that, he is finished. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm an excellent housekeeper. Every time I get a divorce, I keep the house. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When a man steals your wife, there is no better revenge than to let him keep her. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-117328944697254860?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/117328944697254860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=117328944697254860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/117328944697254860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/117328944697254860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2007/03/10-facts-about-marriage.html' title='10 Facts about Marriage'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-115766576638017035</id><published>2006-09-08T05:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T05:49:26.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>free...</title><content type='html'>What goes through your mind?&lt;br /&gt;As you sit there looking at me&lt;br /&gt;Well I can tell from your looks&lt;br /&gt;That you think I’m so oppressed&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t need for you to liberate me&lt;br /&gt;My head is not bare&lt;br /&gt;And you can’t see my covered hair&lt;br /&gt;So you sit there and you stare&lt;br /&gt;And you judge me with your glare&lt;br /&gt;You’re sure I’m in despair&lt;br /&gt;But are you not aware&lt;br /&gt;Under this scarf that I wear&lt;br /&gt;I have feelings, and I do care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don’t you see?&lt;br /&gt;That I’m truly free&lt;br /&gt;This piece of scarf on me&lt;br /&gt;I wear so proudly&lt;br /&gt;To preserve my dignity...&lt;br /&gt;My modesty&lt;br /&gt;My integrity&lt;br /&gt;So don’t judge me&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes and see...&lt;br /&gt;“Why can’t you just accept me?” she says&lt;br /&gt;“Why can’t I just be me?” she says&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again&lt;br /&gt;You speak of democracy&lt;br /&gt;Yet you rob me of my liberty&lt;br /&gt;And all I want is equality&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t you just let me be free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you I sing this song&lt;br /&gt;My sister, may you always be strong&lt;br /&gt;From you I’ve learnt so much&lt;br /&gt;How you suffer so much&lt;br /&gt;Yet you forgive those who laugh at you&lt;br /&gt;You walk with no fear&lt;br /&gt;Through the insults you hear&lt;br /&gt;Your wish so sincere&lt;br /&gt;That they’d understand you&lt;br /&gt;But before you walk away&lt;br /&gt;This time you turn and say: But don’t you see?&lt;br /&gt;That I’m truly free&lt;br /&gt;This piece of scarf on me&lt;br /&gt;I wear so proudly&lt;br /&gt;To preserve my dignity&lt;br /&gt;My modesty&lt;br /&gt;My integrity&lt;br /&gt;So let me be&lt;br /&gt;She says with a smile&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one who’s free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sami Yusuf-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-115766576638017035?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/115766576638017035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=115766576638017035' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/115766576638017035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/115766576638017035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2006/09/free.html' title='free...'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-115592256015053313</id><published>2006-08-19T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T01:36:00.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Couscous Tunisian</title><content type='html'>You can make the couscous with lambs meat, chicken, fish or even just vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="more"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;½ kilo meat “cut into cubes”&lt;br /&gt;½ kilo couscous “you can get this at the super store”&lt;br /&gt;4 tablespoons olive oil&lt;br /&gt;2 onions chopped&lt;br /&gt;2 green peppers&lt;br /&gt;2 potatoes&lt;br /&gt;2 carrots&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkin cut into cubes (optional)&lt;br /&gt;1 can chickpeas “ready for cooking” (optional)&lt;br /&gt;4 tablespoons tomato paste/puree&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon chili powder or “harissa”*&lt;br /&gt; salt and pepper for seasoning&lt;br /&gt;½ tablespoon paprika (optional)&lt;br /&gt;½ tablespoon cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;½ tablespoon cumin&lt;br /&gt;½ tablespoon coriander powder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Harissa is the chili paste Tunisians use for cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season the meat with the spices and put it into a pot with the olive oil and onions, fry it for a bit, then add the tomato paste, chickpeas and a cup of water, and let it boil for 15 minutes. Cut the vegetables and throw them in the pot, add 1 liter of water and let boil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prepare the couscous, put it into a colander or sifter, over the big pot, wet the couscous and put it into the sifter and steam it for 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add the potatoes to the sauce, and rewet the couscous in the sifter with a bit of the sauce “which will give it the red color”, continue cooking for another 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the couscous in a big bowl, pour some sauce over it and stir it, then arrange the vegetables and meat over it, and you’ve got yourself a beautiful, yummy Tunisian dish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon Appétit!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-115592256015053313?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/115592256015053313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=115592256015053313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/115592256015053313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/115592256015053313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2006/08/couscous-tunisian.html' title='Couscous Tunisian'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-115335523697945039</id><published>2006-07-20T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T08:27:16.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for my grave...</title><content type='html'>Do not stand at my grave and weep&lt;br /&gt;I am not there; I do not sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I am a thousand winds that blow,&lt;br /&gt;I am the diamond glints on snow,&lt;br /&gt;I am the sun on ripened grain,&lt;br /&gt;I am the gentle autumn rain.&lt;br /&gt;When you awaken in the morning's hush&lt;br /&gt;I am the swift uplifting rush&lt;br /&gt;Of quiet birds in circling flight.&lt;br /&gt;I am the soft starlight at night.&lt;br /&gt;Do not stand at my grave and cry,&lt;br /&gt;I am not there; I did not die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-115335523697945039?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/115335523697945039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=115335523697945039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/115335523697945039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/115335523697945039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2006/07/something-for-my-grave.html' title='Something for my grave...'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-115291117445105448</id><published>2006-07-15T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T05:15:32.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Around in the world in 80 days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/213/1574/1600/014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-115291117445105448?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/115291117445105448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=115291117445105448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/115291117445105448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/115291117445105448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2006/07/around-in-world-in-80-days.html' title='Around in the world in 80 days...'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-115290968939326794</id><published>2006-07-15T04:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T04:41:29.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More English crap...</title><content type='html'>Twenty-one reasons why English is hard to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The bandage was wound around the wound.&lt;br /&gt;2. The farm was used to produce produce.&lt;br /&gt;3. The dump was so full it had to refuse more refuse.&lt;br /&gt;4. We must polish the Polish furniture.&lt;br /&gt;5. He could lead if he would get the lead out.&lt;br /&gt;6. The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert.&lt;br /&gt;7. Since there was no time like the present, he thought it was time to present the present.&lt;br /&gt;8. A bass was painted on the head of the bass drum.&lt;br /&gt;9. When shot at, the dove dove into the bushes.&lt;br /&gt;10. I did not object to the object.&lt;br /&gt;11. The insurance was invalid for the invalid.&lt;br /&gt;12. There was a row among the oarsmen on how to row.&lt;br /&gt;13. They were too close to the door to close it.&lt;br /&gt;14. The buck does funny things when does are present.&lt;br /&gt;15. A seamstress and a sewer fell down into a sewer line.&lt;br /&gt;16. To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow.&lt;br /&gt;17. The wind was too strong to wind the sail.&lt;br /&gt;18. After a number of injections my jaw got number.&lt;br /&gt;19. Upon seeing the tear in the painting I shed a tear.&lt;br /&gt;20. I had to subject the subject to a series of tests.&lt;br /&gt;21. How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-115290968939326794?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/115290968939326794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=115290968939326794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/115290968939326794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/115290968939326794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2006/07/more-english-crap.html' title='More English crap...'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-114788957858894265</id><published>2006-05-18T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T02:12:58.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad Cow Disease...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SOCIALISM: You have two cows. The government takes them and puts them in a barn with everyone else's cows. You have to take care of all the cows. The government gives you as much milk as you need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;COMMUNISM: You have two cows. State takes both of them and gives you milk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FASCISM: You have two cows. State takes both of them and sell you milk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DICTATORSHIP: You have two cows. State takes both of them and shoot you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BUREAUCRACY: You have two cows. State takes both of them, kill one and spill the milk in system of sewage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;PURE DEMOCRACY: You have two cows. Your neighbors decide who gets the milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;REPRESENTATIVE DEMOCRACY: You have two cows. Your neighbors pick someone to tell you who gets the milk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BRITISH DEMOCRACY: You have two cows. You feed them sheep's brains and they go mad. The government doesn't do anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ANARCHY: You have two cows. Either you sell the milk at a fair price or your neighbors kill you and take the cows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ENVIRONMENTALISM: You have two cows. The government bans you from milking or killing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FEMINISM: You have two cows. They get married and adopt a veal calf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;TOTALITARIANISM: You have two cows. The government takes them and denies they ever existed. Milk is banned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CAPITALISM: You have two cows. You sell one and buy a bull.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-114788957858894265?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/114788957858894265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=114788957858894265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/114788957858894265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/114788957858894265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2006/05/mad-cow-disease.html' title='Mad Cow Disease...'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-114788769526070119</id><published>2006-05-18T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T01:42:49.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOP 5 REASONS TO STUDY ECONOMICS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1. Economists are armed and dangerous: "Watch out for our invisible hands." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2. Economists can supply it on demand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3. You can talk about money without ever having to make any. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4. When you are in the unemployment line, at least you will know why you are there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;5. Economists do it with models&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-114788769526070119?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/114788769526070119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=114788769526070119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/114788769526070119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/114788769526070119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2006/05/top-5-reasons-to-study-economics.html' title='TOP 5 REASONS TO STUDY ECONOMICS'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-114788715062532300</id><published>2006-05-18T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T01:32:30.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Occupation matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;A mathematician, an accountant and an economist apply for the same job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;The interviewer calls in the mathematician and asks "What do two plus two equal?" The mathematician replies "Four." The interviewer asks "Four, exactly?" The mathematician looks at the interviewer incredulously and says "Yes, four, exactly." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Then the interviewer calls in the accountant and asks the same question "What do two plus two equal?" The accountant says "On average, four - give or take ten percent, but on average, four." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Then the interviewer calls in the economist and poses the same question "What do two plus two equal?" The economist gets up, locks the door, closes the shade, sits down next to the interviewer and says "What do you want it to equal?"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-114788715062532300?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/114788715062532300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=114788715062532300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/114788715062532300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/114788715062532300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2006/05/occupation-matters.html' title='Occupation matters'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-114651702322282284</id><published>2006-05-02T04:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T04:57:03.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to being a joker...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;A Spanish teacher was explaining to her class that in Spanish, unlike English, nouns are designated as either masculine or feminine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"House" for instance, is feminine: "la casa."  "Pencil," however, is masculine: "el lapiz."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A student asked, "What gender is 'computer'?"  Instead of giving the answer, the teacher split the class into two groups, male and female, and asked them to decide for themselves whether "computer" should be a masculine or a feminine noun.  Each group was asked to give four reasons for its recommendation.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The men's group decided that "computer" should definitely be of the feminine gender ("la computadora"), because: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1. No one but their creator understands their internal logic;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2. The native language they use to communicate with other computers is incomprehensible to everyone else;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3. Even the smallest mistakes are stored ! in long term memory for possible later retrieval; and  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4. As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself spending half your paycheck on accessories for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The women's group, however, concluded that computers should be Masculine ("el computador"), because:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. In order to do anything with them, you have to turn them on;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. They have a lot of data but still can't think for themselves;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. They are supposed to help you solve problems, but half the time they ARE the problem; and  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. As soon as you commit to one, you realize that if you had waited a little longer, you could have gotten a better model.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The women won.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-114651702322282284?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/114651702322282284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=114651702322282284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/114651702322282284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-114203069447680433?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://helmi-arman.blogspot.com/2006/02/famine_10.html' title='Helmi&apos;s Blog: Famine!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/114203069447680433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=114203069447680433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/114203069447680433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/114203069447680433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2006/03/helmis-blog-famine.html' title='Helmi&apos;s Blog: Famine!'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-113089599085561930</id><published>2005-11-02T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T09:49:04.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madre's favourite dish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;LALA KAM HEONG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;shallots&lt;br /&gt;garlic&lt;br /&gt;curry powder&lt;br /&gt;ginger&lt;br /&gt;curry leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;dried prawn (fried and coarsely chopped)&lt;br /&gt;a bit tauchu&lt;br /&gt;dark soya sauce&lt;br /&gt;light soya sauce&lt;br /&gt;oyster sauce&lt;br /&gt;lea and perrins&lt;br /&gt;dried chillies (cut to inches and fried separately)&lt;br /&gt;lala&lt;br /&gt;prawns/mantis prawns&lt;br /&gt;any crustaceans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;to be consumed immediately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;goes well with plain white rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-113089599085561930?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/113089599085561930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=113089599085561930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/113089599085561930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/113089599085561930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2005/11/madres-favourite-dish.html' title='Madre&apos;s favourite dish'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-113079046513238246</id><published>2005-11-01T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T04:27:45.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Padre's favourite dish</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;UDANG GALAH KG KUANTAN BEREMPAH DON PADRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;shallots&lt;br /&gt;garlic&lt;br /&gt;ginger&lt;br /&gt;butter&lt;br /&gt;oil&lt;br /&gt;salt&lt;br /&gt;fish and meat curry powder (mix but more of fish powder)&lt;br /&gt;fennel seeds pounded (jintan manis)&lt;br /&gt;kerisek&lt;br /&gt;condensed/evaporated milk (1-2tbs)&lt;br /&gt;oyster sauce&lt;br /&gt;lea and perrins (a few drops)&lt;br /&gt;curry leaves&lt;br /&gt;Prawns&lt;br /&gt;Crabs&lt;br /&gt;Any crustaceans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-113079046513238246?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/113079046513238246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=113079046513238246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/113079046513238246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/113079046513238246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2005/11/padres-favourite-dish.html' title='Padre&apos;s favourite dish'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-113079012559383646</id><published>2005-11-01T04:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T04:25:17.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recipes Galore...by the way..its just the ingredients, no methods yet :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;PASTA PESTO de HAZLINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;spaghetti al dente&lt;br /&gt;onions&lt;br /&gt;garlic&lt;br /&gt;pre-fried chicken (with seasoned floUr e.g. KFC)&lt;br /&gt;butter&lt;br /&gt;olive oil&lt;br /&gt;salt&lt;br /&gt;mixed herbs&lt;br /&gt;green pesto&lt;br /&gt;black olives (optional)&lt;br /&gt;mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;sun dried tomatoes (OPTIONAL)&lt;br /&gt;double cream (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-113079012559383646?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/113079012559383646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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tribute to one of the greatest poets ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He wishes for the cloths of heaven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enwrought with golden and silver light,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The blue and the dim and the dark cloths&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of night and light and the half-light,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would spread the cloths under your feet:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I, being poor, have only my dreams;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have spread my dreams under your feet;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tread softly, because you tread on my dreams.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-112950448934000690?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/112950448934000690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=112950448934000690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/112950448934000690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/112950448934000690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-tribute-to-one-of-greatest-poets.html' title='My tribute to one of the greatest poets ever'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-112672218318744932</id><published>2005-09-15T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T09:52:39.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>typical american attitude...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This was a conversation between a US naval ship and Canadian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;authorities off the coast of Newfoundland in late 1995.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Canadians: Please divert your course 15 degrees to the south&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to avoid a collision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Americans: Recommend you divert your course 15 degrees to the north&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to avoid a collision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Canadians: Negative. You will have to divert your course 15 degrees&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to the south to avoid a collision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Americans: This is the captain of a US Navy ship. I say again,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;divert YOUR course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Canadians: No, I say again, you divert YOUR course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Americans: This is the Aircraft Carrier US LINCOLN, the second&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;largest ship in the United States Atlantic Fleet. We&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;are accompanied with three Destroyers, three Cruisers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and numerous support vessels. I DEMAND that you change&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;your course 15 degrees north. I say again, that's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;one-five degrees north, or counter-measures will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;undertaken to ensure the safety of this ship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canadians: This is a lighthouse. Your call.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-112672218318744932?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/112672218318744932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=112672218318744932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/112672218318744932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/112672218318744932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2005/09/typical-american-attitude.html' title='typical american attitude...'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-112650260384972927</id><published>2005-09-12T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T13:23:23.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down with capitalism</title><content type='html'>Son: "Daddy, I have to write a special report for school, but I don't know what Politics is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father: "Well, let's take our home as an example. I am the bread-winner, so let's call me Capitalism. Your Mum is the administrator of money, so we'll call her Government. We take care of your need, so let's call you The People. We'll call the maid the Working Class and your brother we can call The Future. Do you understand son?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son: "I'm not really sure, Dad. I'll have to think about it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night awakened by his brother's crying, the boy went to see what was wrong. Discovering that the baby had seriously soiled his diaper, the boy went to his parents' room and found his mother sound asleep. He went to the maid's room, where, peeking through the keyhole, he saw his father in bed with the maid. The boy's knocking went totally unheeded by his father and the maid, so the boy returned to his room and went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning he reported to his father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son: "Dad, now I think I understand what Politics is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father: "Good son! Can you explain it to me in your own words?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son: "Well Dad, while Capitalism is screwing the Working Class, Government is sound asleep, the People are being completely ignored and the Future is full of $hit."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-112650260384972927?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/112650260384972927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=112650260384972927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/112650260384972927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/112650260384972927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2005/09/down-with-capitalism.html' title='down with capitalism'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-112645333551585954</id><published>2005-09-11T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T23:42:15.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>despite the cost of living, notice how popular it remains...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;do infants enjoy infancy as much as adults enjoy adultery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;how is it possible to have a civil war?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;if horrific means to make horrible, does terrific mean to make terrible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;if lawyers are disbarred and clergymen defrocked, doesn't it follow that electricians can be delighted, musicians denoted, cowboys deranged, models deposed, tree surgeons debarked and dry cleaners depressed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;if the black box flight recorder is never damaged during a plane crash, why isn't the whole airplane made out of the stuff?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;isn't it scary that doctors call what they do "practice"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;why are a wise man and a wise guy opposites?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;why did kamikaze pilots wear helmets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;why is a person who plays the piano called a pianist, but a person who drives a race car not called a racist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;why is the man who invests all your money called a broker?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16603033-112645333551585954?l=hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/feeds/112645333551585954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16603033&amp;postID=112645333551585954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/112645333551585954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16603033/posts/default/112645333551585954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazlinazainuddin.blogspot.com/2005/09/despite-cost-of-living-notice-how.html' title='despite the cost of living, notice how popular it remains...'/><author><name>Bayou Batik</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16603033.post-112642131170176387</id><published>2005-09-11T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T13:25:39.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dedicated to boy....who inspired me to do this bs</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wondered why foreigners have trouble with the English language?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it&lt;br /&gt;English is a stupid language&lt;br /&gt;There is no egg in the eggplant&lt;br /&gt;No ham in the hamburger&lt;br /&gt;And neither pine nor apple in the pineapple&lt;br /&gt;English muffins were not invented in England&lt;br /&gt;French fries were not invented in France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sometimes take English for granted&lt;br /&gt;But if we examine its paradoxes we find that&lt;br /&gt;Quicksand takes you down slowly&lt;br /&gt;Boxing rings are square&lt;br /&gt;And a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If writers write, how come fingers dont fing&lt;br /&gt;If the plural of tooth is teeth&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't the plural of phone booth be phone beeth&lt;br /&gt;If the teacher taught&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't the preacher praught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a vegetarian eats vegetables&lt;br /&gt;What the heck does a humanitarian eat!?&lt;br /&gt;Why do people recite at a play&lt;br /&gt;Yet play at a recital?&lt;br /&gt;Park on driveways and&lt;br /&gt;Drive on parkways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to marvel at the unique lunacy&lt;br /&gt;Of a language where a house can burn up as&lt;br /&gt;It burns down&lt;br /&gt;And in which you fill a form&lt;br /&gt;By filling it out&lt;br /&gt;And a bell is only heard once it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was invented by people, not computers&lt;br /&gt;And it reflects the creativity of the human race&lt;br /&gt;(Which of course isn't a race at all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why&lt;br /&gt;When the stars are out they are visible&lt;br /&gt;But when the lights are out they are invisible&lt;br /&gt;And why is that when I wind up my watch&lt;br /&gt;It starts&lt;br /&gt;But when I wind up this observation,&lt;br /&gt;It ends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;seriously...what the heck is this??!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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