<?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-6106152</id><updated>2011-09-24T16:07:47.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Reality, My Rules</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-5569278109577433166</id><published>2008-06-06T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:42:54.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey you</title><summary type='text'>Yes, I'm talking to you.Its apparent what the stress of studies and exams can do to you. The large amount of facts you have to memorize and understand is overwhelming. You try to piece the many fragments of facts together, to make sense of it. You do not comprehend half of what you have been taught. You ask your seniors for help. They chuckle and sigh. They say they've forgot it all. They claim </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/5569278109577433166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=5569278109577433166&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/5569278109577433166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/5569278109577433166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-you.html' title='Hey you'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-6462640588174900129</id><published>2008-04-24T22:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T18:38:13.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too late....</title><summary type='text'>My brothers second love video. Time has passed and they have both grown up. Fictional storyline this time. Oh and do watch the FIRST one for the real story first!The story this time is after his korean love, Hyun Ji, left him, he moved on and became  a play boy! Enjoy!




</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/6462640588174900129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=6462640588174900129&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/6462640588174900129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/6462640588174900129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2008/04/too-late.html' title='Too late....'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-6559103078853295208</id><published>2008-04-21T21:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T22:20:40.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"OOHH....JOOONNOOO...OOHH!!!!"</title><summary type='text'>We are oh-so-familiar with gay people. No, not the happy-and-enthusiastic type of gay. I'm talking about the homosexuals-who-want-to-stick-their-penis-in-forbidden-places type of gay that have attempted to do as such to yours truly. Give me awhile to shudder at the thought...We are also oh-so-familiar with the cheena people. They overdress in Japanese and/or korean styles, hip-hop and is usually </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/6559103078853295208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=6559103078853295208&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/6559103078853295208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/6559103078853295208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2008/04/oohhjooonnooooohh.html' title='&quot;OOHH....JOOONNOOO...OOHH!!!!&quot;'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-6626588769253980301</id><published>2008-04-17T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T16:58:00.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Silly ol' Pooh Bear"</title><summary type='text'>Everything was rather quiet in the hundred acre wood. The trees whispered to each other as the wind rustled their leaves. Under a large oak tree, there lived Pooh bear. From inside Pooh's house, there came a steady bang...bang... bang!, that was making his honey jars rattle on the sideboard. The light came through the window, and in the evening sun Pooh raised the axe once more and brought it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/6626588769253980301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=6626588769253980301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/6626588769253980301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/6626588769253980301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2008/04/silly-ol-pooh-bear.html' title='&quot;Silly ol&apos; Pooh Bear&quot;'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-824011154119033544</id><published>2008-04-02T20:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T10:48:55.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloodbath in The Laboratory</title><summary type='text'>There was blood all over the table. A girl was pointing and shrilling at the sight which sent half the people in the lab looking over at my direction and my partner looks at me and goes "Shit, Jono, dude! You're bleeding!"

Let me tell you a little bit about cutting stuff in a lab. There are different sizes and shapes of scalpels for different types and areas of cutting.


When you do not have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/824011154119033544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=824011154119033544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/824011154119033544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/824011154119033544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2008/04/bloodbath-in-laboratory.html' title='Bloodbath in The Laboratory'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/R_N9fHKgwNI/AAAAAAAAADc/yBMZGXmJrzg/s72-c/cpy_100254_blades.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-2494418039463456128</id><published>2008-01-25T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T22:50:53.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend</title><summary type='text'>Re: A good friend of mine...Some friends just never change through the years...Friendship forever Ron buddy! You da best! 20052007</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/2494418039463456128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=2494418039463456128&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/2494418039463456128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/2494418039463456128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2008/01/friend.html' title='Friend'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/R5n2afTXYOI/AAAAAAAAADM/57R-P0cQlVQ/s72-c/22-02-05_1317.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-3055456330945352471</id><published>2007-12-11T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T00:13:48.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Problem With Facebook.</title><summary type='text'>Re: I Hate FriendsterPudding-head users and stupid meaningless applications.When I signed up for facebook, it was to "Keep in touch" and for a lil' harmless fun. Also, I thought I could get away from the posers in Friendster, cluttered profile pages and cut-and-pasted "testimonials".Please,I am only interested in seeing your pictures, wall, contact information, etc etc . The essentials.Do you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/3055456330945352471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=3055456330945352471&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/3055456330945352471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/3055456330945352471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-problem-with-facebook.html' title='My Problem With Facebook.'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y140/johniechong/blogger%20pics/th_Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-8817433599655459729</id><published>2007-12-09T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T02:02:13.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelly - I'm Fine... [Finale]</title><summary type='text'>Continued from:1. Kelly Trilogy-----------------------------------Kelly Part 1 - At the LockersKelly Part 2 - Attack of the Cheena'sKelly Part 3 - Left Hanging-----------------------------------2. Kelly Epilogue-----------------------------------Kelly - A Second ChanceKelly - Battle of The EgosKelly- I'm Fine...[Finale]Kelly kept giving me that gentle, warm smile of hers. Her smile was so filled </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/8817433599655459729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=8817433599655459729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/8817433599655459729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/8817433599655459729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/12/kelly-im-fine-finale.html' title='Kelly - I&apos;m Fine... [Finale]'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-4199136750967794051</id><published>2007-12-05T02:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:51:32.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelly - Battle of the Egos.</title><summary type='text'>Continued from:1. Kelly Trilogy-----------------------------------Kelly Part 1 - At the LockersKelly Part 2 - Attack of the Cheena'sKelly Part 3 - Left Hanging-----------------------------------2. Kelly Epilogue-----------------------------------Kelly - A Second ChanceJono glared at the guy sitting and talking animatedly on the photocopier. Kelly and her friends were giggling.Jono not Happy.Jono </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/4199136750967794051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=4199136750967794051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/4199136750967794051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/4199136750967794051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/12/kelly.html' title='Kelly - Battle of the Egos.'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-2177012735186231092</id><published>2007-12-02T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T00:00:46.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Special" Friends.</title><summary type='text'>A list of 10 friends of mine whom I've given nick names to because they are ...um... "Special". Some might be funny, some might be mean. Hey, they're just nick names!Miss Porn StarMy lab partner. She has boobs that eclipse the freaking sun. But thats not why she got her nick name. Its the way she dresses. She likes having her thongs visibly sticking out of her jeans. Sometimes she even wear </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/2177012735186231092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=2177012735186231092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/2177012735186231092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/2177012735186231092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/12/special-friends.html' title='&quot;Special&quot; Friends.'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-9173664345570709885</id><published>2007-11-27T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:47:21.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelly. A Second chance.</title><summary type='text'>Kelly Trilogy-----------------------------------Kelly Part 1 - At the LockersKelly Part 2 - Attack of the Cheena'sKelly Part 3 - Left Hanging-----------------------------------The last time I met Kelly was about 3 weeks ago... Bumping into her again would be quite an achievement considering how I never bumped into her the past 8 months before that.I was on my way to the Department of Biomedical </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/9173664345570709885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=9173664345570709885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/9173664345570709885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/9173664345570709885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/11/kelly-second-chance.html' title='Kelly. A Second chance.'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-401210544102774748</id><published>2007-11-23T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:40:07.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man vs Pretty Boy.</title><summary type='text'>Dear Ladies,You may or may not have been aware of this but there are two types of men out there. Man and Pretty Boy.Real MenThe man whom other man look up to and admire. He is capable of intimidating other men. He leads the men, the women follow.  Such a man not only make his decisions, but also live with the consequences. If life is being a bitch to him, he will slap her and move on.The man also</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/401210544102774748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=401210544102774748&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/401210544102774748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/401210544102774748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/11/man-vs-pretty-boy.html' title='Man vs Pretty Boy.'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/R0hPp2LkSgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/oWH7SURalps/s72-c/431px-Lewis_Hine_Power_house_mechanic_working_on_steam_pump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-1692309018144428003</id><published>2007-11-23T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:39:16.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelly. Episode 3 - Left Hanging.</title><summary type='text'>Last week on Kelly....Episode 1 - At The LockersEpisode 2 - Attack of the Cheenas***After being poked so much in Disted, other than developing FingerSense™, I have also developed a quick thinking reflex for escape routes. All year long, I have kept my eyes open for these two, and when I catch sight of them, I quickly determine and analyze all possible options of escape routes then make my escape.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/1692309018144428003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=1692309018144428003&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/1692309018144428003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/1692309018144428003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/11/kelly-episode-3-left-hanging.html' title='Kelly. Episode 3 - Left Hanging.'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-2600502269308353691</id><published>2007-11-20T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:33:52.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelly Part II</title><summary type='text'>From Kelly, Part ILike all great stories, there has to be a trilogy to it, right ? Lord of The Rings, Memoirs of a Gaysha, etc. Well, its time for part two, kids. Here, hop onto grandpa's lap as he continues his story...***Kelly and I were on our way to the Library's Cafe for lunch."How's it going, Jono?" came an enthusiastic voice. I looked up and saw an Aussie friend of mine, Josh. Josh and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/2600502269308353691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=2600502269308353691&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/2600502269308353691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/2600502269308353691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/11/kelly-part-ii.html' title='Kelly Part II'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-3336195594501286195</id><published>2007-11-06T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T15:17:27.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Women. Revisited and Revised.</title><summary type='text'>Yea, yea ,yea. No one truly comprehends these creatures. In the past we men were clubbing them on the head and dragging them back to our caves, claiming them as ours and having our way with them (The good ol' days). Natural selection. They were selected and picked for breeding purposes. There is however more to women than that nowadays. How do men choose women these days? Is it her looks, charm, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/3336195594501286195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=3336195594501286195&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/3336195594501286195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/3336195594501286195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/11/women-revisited-and-revised.html' title='Women. Revisited and Revised.'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-7062154243685207942</id><published>2007-10-24T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:27:59.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Hard Being A Man, Ladies.</title><summary type='text'>It is, it really is. Its exhausting. Men always has to be the pursuer. It doesn't work the other way. Girls can drop hints, lead the man on, or express interest or even love, but the guys will have to make that "Finishing move". With that, I say it again. Its not easy to be a man. Imagine going through life knowing at the back of your head that if you don't risk rejection, if you don't ask, there</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/7062154243685207942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=7062154243685207942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/7062154243685207942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/7062154243685207942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-hard-being-man-ladies.html' title='It&apos;s Hard Being A Man, Ladies.'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-68395833637418267</id><published>2007-09-29T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T12:59:36.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jono is in love with....</title><summary type='text'>In the corner of the room, I found the person that I could trust. I found my one. My soul mate. The person who would never betray me and who would love me forever.This was the most gorgeous person I had ever seen. Piercing brown eyes and sleek black hair. Great body. A deep, penetrating stare that belied a wisdom and understanding beyond the average person. Great charisma. We had immediate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/68395833637418267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=68395833637418267&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/68395833637418267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/68395833637418267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/09/jono-is-in-love-with.html' title='Jono is in love with....'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-3188776813010465001</id><published>2007-08-28T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:16:09.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Hard Get</title><summary type='text'>Aaron gave Jasmine his card. "Give me a ring. We'll have coffee sometime," he said smiling. They have known each other at dance class for about 2 weeks now and Alex was really into her. This would've worked, say, about a decade ago ? It just doesn't anymore. His phone stayed silent. Playing hard to get is the new thing just as hand phones and sms'ing were a decade ago too.Its Thursday night and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/3188776813010465001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=3188776813010465001&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/3188776813010465001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/3188776813010465001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/08/playing-hard-get.html' title='Playing Hard Get'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-831667763808157377</id><published>2007-08-22T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T09:21:43.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cadavers !!!</title><summary type='text'>"She would definitely puke, and he'd definitely be intimidated or freaked out," I thought while looking at a slim blond with delicate skin and a thin frail-looking man who couldn't seem to speak out without stammering.It was the first day of our Human Anatomy/Biology class. We all had our lab coats and surgical gloves on. The twenty of us medical students were standing around a cadaver, still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/831667763808157377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=831667763808157377&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/831667763808157377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/831667763808157377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/08/cadavers.html' title='Cadavers !!!'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-7757015112841161109</id><published>2007-08-14T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:54:12.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blunt Honesty</title><summary type='text'>I hereby solemnly vow that from today onwards till the coming sunday, I will be blunt and out right honest. I will say everthing I want and need to say. The truth, hurtful or not, I wont hide what I think. I will say it all, I wont keep it to myself, I wont sweep it aside.I just hope I won't loose any friends in the process.Enough said.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/7757015112841161109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=7757015112841161109&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/7757015112841161109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/7757015112841161109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/08/blunt-honesty.html' title='Blunt Honesty'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-6533601614736957972</id><published>2007-08-13T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T10:49:48.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning !</title><summary type='text'>Well, you see, I am a blogger after all and I feel the need to warn you kids about this...Everything You Do Can and Will Be Used As Blog Material !So ! Behave, kids ^.^</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/6533601614736957972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=6533601614736957972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/6533601614736957972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/6533601614736957972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/08/warning.html' title='Warning !'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-1295976633643915082</id><published>2007-08-10T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T02:07:34.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAQ - Frequently Asked Questions</title><summary type='text'>A compilation of 1o favorite questions Jono gets asked the most (In no particular order).Do you have a girlfriend ?No. But I like girls! They come in many shapes, sizes, colors, races, proportions, backgrounds and virtues! So far I have no strings attached to a single one. Yet. "Just friends."Why do you have so many gay encounters?I wish I knew. I can only draw a few hypothesis/theories so far..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/1295976633643915082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=1295976633643915082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/1295976633643915082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/1295976633643915082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/08/faq-frequently-asked-questions.html' title='FAQ - Frequently Asked Questions'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-5732192456338579340</id><published>2007-08-04T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T14:29:40.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of My Life</title><summary type='text'>My bro is probably going "WTF~?!" right now over this, but I can't hold myself back... hahaha!They met in a camp in Cameron Highlands. She knew him as the handsome, cool drummer and he knew her as the sweet, cute pretty girl from Korea. There were sparks that later erupted into flames. They spent and cherished the time they had. Her time was running out and they only had a year together... Before</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/5732192456338579340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=5732192456338579340&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/5732192456338579340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/5732192456338579340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/08/out-of-my-life.html' title='Out of My Life'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-1846031595000120154</id><published>2007-08-02T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T01:09:04.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture this...</title><summary type='text'>(Its winter and this calls for a slight change in tone and expression of my english.)***The wind dances by, carrying with it the cherry and warmth of the afternoon as the steady rhythm of the rain pattering on the window starts to languish. Having just had a hot shower that  alleviated the lamentable and unforeseen consequences of the day, now fitted snugly in his bed, as  he is taking a sip of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/1846031595000120154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=1846031595000120154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/1846031595000120154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/1846031595000120154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/08/picture-this.html' title='Picture this...'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-2393246912408341947</id><published>2007-07-31T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T02:07:42.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAKAN!!!</title><summary type='text'>So Jono has learnt to cook a lil....    Desert would normally be....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/2393246912408341947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=2393246912408341947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/2393246912408341947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/2393246912408341947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/07/makan.html' title='MAKAN!!!'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-7082410112071364026</id><published>2007-07-29T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T03:22:00.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Social blogging</title><summary type='text'>So I do not social blog.I do not tell you what I do everyday nor do I snap pictures of the food I eat, the sights I see and the people I meet. I am not about photo journalism and also not a celebrity in the first place, so why would anyone want to read a webpage full of what a person have done ? I know there are some people who actually 'blog surf' for that kinda stuff but I guess thats only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/7082410112071364026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=7082410112071364026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/7082410112071364026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/7082410112071364026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/07/social-blogging.html' title='Social blogging'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-795762243639791585</id><published>2007-07-27T01:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:13:30.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Man I Respect The Most</title><summary type='text'>So Julius Caesar was a great Roman military and political leader and one of the most influential men in world history and transformed the Roman Republic into a great Roman Empire.So Aristotle was a great influential Greek philosopher who wrote on diverse subjects, including physics, metaphysics, poetry and theater, biology and zoology, logic, rhetoric, politics, government, and ethics.So Donald </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/795762243639791585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=795762243639791585&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/795762243639791585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/795762243639791585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/07/man-i-respect-most.html' title='The Man I Respect The Most'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-101374126070622202</id><published>2007-07-26T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:32:24.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gentlemen, Start Your Engines!!!</title><summary type='text'>So what is it with girls and camwhoring in cars ? Is it out of boredom? Is it a fetish thing ? A fantasy thing ? Or simply, a girl thing ? I really do not know... The Rise of The Digital Camwhores!?  That sounds bad...From individual takes to group whoring... it never ends...For your viewing pleasure and proof of my observation, I present to you my findings...Also I want to extend my thanks to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/101374126070622202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=101374126070622202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/101374126070622202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/101374126070622202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/07/gentlemen-start-your-engines.html' title='Gentlemen, Start Your Engines!!!'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/R0bdTGLkSfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/eSS00z0BZTQ/s72-c/SNC13175r.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-5647710451120895146</id><published>2007-07-12T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T00:03:32.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendzone ?</title><summary type='text'>Thanks Azrael...So, love is a game. What's new?And please, please don't give me that "It's not a game! You just have to be yourself" bullshit. Because there are plenty of nice guys at home alone right now because they don't know how to play the game. It's sad, really.I have learned the game. The hard way. Trial by fire and what not. And hoo-boy, was there a lot of fire. But I'm afraid that my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/5647710451120895146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=5647710451120895146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/5647710451120895146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/5647710451120895146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/07/friendzone_12.html' title='Friendzone ?'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-4510651075553913602</id><published>2007-07-08T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T00:34:49.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clubbing Bodoh</title><summary type='text'>If there's a phenomena that young people partake in that I certainly don't understand, it's "clubbing". We get all gussied up in our tightest and most revealing outfits (well, for the girls…the guys just throw on whatever isn't moving by itself on the floor) and head out to these clubs. We spend a few hours getting piss-drunk and dancing until we absolutely stink. The end result? Either a phone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/4510651075553913602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=4510651075553913602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/4510651075553913602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/4510651075553913602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/07/clubbing-bodoh.html' title='Clubbing Bodoh'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-8809396298851777868</id><published>2007-07-07T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T23:00:59.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hahaha! " OR "Awwww"</title><summary type='text'>I'm tired and lazy to actually blog today and my blog is lacking pictures so THERE !Go ahead. Laugh. Go ahead "awwww". Coming tomorrow : Jono's latest Monthly Crush update!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/8809396298851777868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=8809396298851777868&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/8809396298851777868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/8809396298851777868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/07/hahaha-or-awwww.html' title='&quot;Hahaha! &quot; OR &quot;Awwww&quot;'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/Ro-qZPL9VeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vMc_NfQzcxg/s72-c/scan0036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-5453531566894154400</id><published>2007-07-06T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T11:19:32.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pee Pee Time</title><summary type='text'>Thanks Azrael...A wise man, Benjamin Franklin, once said "in this world nothing is certain but death and taxes." He missed one. The call of Mother Nature is just as certain. And she doesn't always call when you're at home, with the comfort and luxury of your own bathroom at your disposal. No no, she's got to call in the middle of the big game, at dinner with friends, in the backseat of a car two </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/5453531566894154400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=5453531566894154400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/5453531566894154400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/5453531566894154400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/07/pee-pee-time.html' title='Pee Pee Time'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-921532482878412407</id><published>2007-07-05T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T18:14:25.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For you, Guys !</title><summary type='text'>Thanks Azrael...Love sucks. So, what's new? It's been the same story ever since man stopped picking up women by clubbing them over the head and dragging them back to a cave (why did we stop using that system anyway?) People are always saying that we must learn from history, be careful not to repeat our mistakes. Yet, time and time again, we do so anyway. So many guys just don't understand the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/921532482878412407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=921532482878412407&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/921532482878412407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/921532482878412407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/07/for-you-guys.html' title='For you, Guys !'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-9173419781714048705</id><published>2007-05-09T15:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T15:22:18.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gays 'R' Back Mountain</title><summary type='text'>Re: Memoirs of a Gay-sha Trilogy\Part1\\Part2\\Part3\We all know it was bound to happen. From Jono being fondled in class to lured and locked in a Gay's house to openly being approached and seduced by gays, I guess it is my destiny to be surrounded, approached and/or attacked by gays...even in Australia.I should've seen it coming. I should've noticed the signs and warnings. Gay signals were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/9173419781714048705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/9173419781714048705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/05/gays-r-back-mountain.html' title='Gays &apos;R&apos; Back Mountain'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/RkwqYRyj5yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/sPXBuqxHc0o/s72-c/yelling.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-8905811310754110940</id><published>2007-02-22T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T21:57:29.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>By Your Love</title><summary type='text'>A ballad my brother, Joe and I wrote.Verse1I was blind and lost,Astray without a cause.All my sin and shame, Only brought you pain.All my sin and shame,was nothing but a bane.But by Your love, endless love,I am saved.Pre-ChorusJesus, come into my heart.To santify, to set apart.Jesus, I will trust in youFor by Your love, endless love,I am saved...Verse2Morning, noon and night,You're always by my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/8905811310754110940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=8905811310754110940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/8905811310754110940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/8905811310754110940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/02/by-your-love.html' title='By Your Love'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-7097716442673232018</id><published>2007-01-22T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T16:46:21.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jono - A Confession</title><summary type='text'>Things you wouldn't know about Jono if he didn't tell you.Why am I confessing to these? Well, Jono is leaving for Australia and without relating to him long enough, you'd never know. These stuff cannot be bottled up to oneself. I have to get this off my chest.Some of you might know these things about me. I've either mentioned it before or you "stumbled" apon it yourself, if you know what I mean. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/7097716442673232018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=7097716442673232018&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/7097716442673232018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/7097716442673232018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/01/jono-confession.html' title='Jono - A Confession'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-373646854798406775</id><published>2007-01-20T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T01:22:44.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Barbarities of Friendster (Incomplete)</title><summary type='text'>I hate friendster.I absolutely hate Friendster. It is a world of superficial acquaintances, a place of insincere empathy,posers, lonely people,  shallow love affairs and a preying ground for stalkers.Today, you are collecting and counting your cut-and-pasted "testimonials". You know they are insincere and only takes seconds for someone to do but still, you want it. You think it gives you social </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/373646854798406775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=373646854798406775&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/373646854798406775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/373646854798406775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/01/barbarities-of-friendster.html' title='The Barbarities of Friendster (Incomplete)'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-4758013279679585896</id><published>2007-01-13T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:58:02.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to Underwhere?</title><summary type='text'>Events and pictures incomplete. To be updated.2006 was the most engaging year for Underwhere? and also the most prosperous. Underwhere? has played in numerous showcases, proms, youth concerts and events and received great response, feedback and fans.Underwhere? lives only on Subway sandwiches and Indian Teh Ais. Underwhere? believes the only way to a great performance is either by not practicing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/4758013279679585896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=4758013279679585896&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/4758013279679585896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/4758013279679585896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2007/01/tribute-to-underwhere.html' title='Tribute to Underwhere?'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-55058088932295135</id><published>2006-11-14T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:23.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Band Performing In Gurney Plaza for Japanese TOKIO Festival</title><summary type='text'>It was quite a last minute thing, really, and we have only about 4 days of practice to play for the festival for 2 days, 1 hour each! The band consist only of me and my other 3 brothers and a friend from church. We have decided not to use our official band "Underwhere?" name but rather we'd use the name "Project Kizuna" We've been practicing and I dare say the music is going to be very nice. Only</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/55058088932295135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=55058088932295135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/55058088932295135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/55058088932295135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2006/11/band-peforming-in-gurney-plaza-for.html' title='Band Performing In Gurney Plaza for Japanese TOKIO Festival'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-116092960031996147</id><published>2006-10-15T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T04:39:49.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dating Scene</title><summary type='text'>"Jono! Get a girlfriend !""Jono! Why no girlfriend?""Hey Jono! Shes got a crush on you! Shes hot! What you doing!!!!""Idiot! Its so obvious shes flirting! Why the heck you turned her down!?""You need a girlfriend""Jerk!""You unavailable, rude, inconsiderate, boorish jerk! "Got those thousands of times.Today, the dating scene is saturated with short-term relationships. Girls and guys are getting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/116092960031996147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=116092960031996147&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/116092960031996147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/116092960031996147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2006/10/dating-scene.html' title='The Dating Scene'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-115980598352844709</id><published>2006-10-03T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:10:42.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hookah aka. Sheesha</title><summary type='text'>Hookah or rather, Sheesha as we know it, isn't "safe" as you think it is. Hey! I care for you thats why I'm posting this.A review published in the medical journal Pediatrics found that the concentration of cancer-causing and addictive substances in water-pipes may be equal to those found in cigarettes, with the heat involved being sufficient to generate carcinogenic nitrosamines, and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/115980598352844709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=115980598352844709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/115980598352844709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/115980598352844709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2006/10/hookah-aka-sheesha.html' title='Hookah aka. Sheesha'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-115872788601742973</id><published>2006-09-20T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:10:42.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Case Againts Hip Hop</title><summary type='text'>I just revised my past article. Hip Hop and Asia. Read that first. This time its all Jo-no bashing Hip Hop. But if you didn’t read that, go read it before continuing to read this.Hip Hop !A revolution?A lifestyle?A political Force?A religion?At least that’s what they say it is. Right in your face – It is NOT!The more I hear fanatical black men say hip hop is a revolution, the more I can see we’re</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/115872788601742973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=115872788601742973&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/115872788601742973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/115872788601742973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2006/09/case-againts-hip-hop.html' title='A Case Againts Hip Hop'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-115636043370751194</id><published>2006-08-24T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:10:42.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So, Joining Operation Havoc ?</title><summary type='text'>Re: My School, My GhettoYou must be the new guy. I hear you’re one tough punk. I hope it’s true, because we could really use the help. Finding the right people for this team isn’t easy, especially with the kind of crap we’ve been running into lately. You have two class options : Mastermind or Field Ops. Both classes require you to posses virtues of mischief and sadism.As a mastermind you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/115636043370751194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=115636043370751194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/115636043370751194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/115636043370751194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-joining-operation-havoc.html' title='So, Joining Operation Havoc ?'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-115189981638880412</id><published>2006-07-03T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T23:46:21.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My School, My Ghetto.</title><summary type='text'>When you look back to the days of your schooling life, what do you see? Were you cramming hours into studying for your SPM, STPM, and examinations and attending extra curricular activities and being a good ol' boy scout ? I will say this straight to your face. I'm sorry to say that such a mundane daily routine cannot be considered a typical school life of a student. You're boring, nerd.However if</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/115189981638880412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=115189981638880412&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/115189981638880412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/115189981638880412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-school-my-ghetto.html' title='My School, My Ghetto.'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-115151120980445333</id><published>2006-06-28T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:13:26.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was dead before ?!</title><summary type='text'>My mum keeps a diary of me. She writes in my life's happenings from the time before I was born up till now. It's supposed to be handed to me when we finally depart for good. Well, as we all know my curiosity is stronger than lust and has to be satisfied. Thats right! I took a peek !Mum had waited practically 12 hours for her checkup from the doctor. When the nurses and doctors finally came they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/115151120980445333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=115151120980445333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/115151120980445333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/115151120980445333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-was-dead-before.html' title='I was dead before ?!'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-115076888660714865</id><published>2006-06-20T09:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T02:17:56.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship is hard eh ?</title><summary type='text'>I didnt write this but - I feel him.__________________________________________________If there's one thing that really bothers me about people, it's our need to make others bend to our will. What is that anyway? I mean look at all the "issues" that are out there - when you bottom line it, it's nothing more than someone trying to force someone else to see things their way. Take teenage pregnancy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/115076888660714865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=115076888660714865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/115076888660714865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/115076888660714865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-knew-i-was-not-alone.html' title='Relationship is hard eh ?'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-114915941028741946</id><published>2006-06-01T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:13:26.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Wipe Your Ass  -  A Tutorial</title><summary type='text'>Some people just don't understand the importance of proper ass-wiping technique. "Bah!" You might say, "I've been wiping my ass for years!" But hold on there, friend, ass wiping is an an ancient discipline, lost in this, the age of technology, where computers and machines feed our every whim. Follow the steps set forth below and free yourself from skid marks, poop stains, klingons, and all manner</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/114915941028741946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=114915941028741946&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/114915941028741946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/114915941028741946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2006/06/how-to-wipe-your-ass-tutorial.html' title='How to Wipe Your Ass  -  A Tutorial'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-114778176888459520</id><published>2006-05-16T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:13:26.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Maid Revolution</title><summary type='text'>Well, this is it my friends. Ever since we've started our little quest, I have been right there on the front lines with you. I have been the general and the hero, leading us in our righteous and just fight. But, my honorable men and women, I’m afraid I can lead you no more. The day we have most feared is here, and indeed, it is not pretty. That’s right - I’m a traitor now. I’m turning tail, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/114778176888459520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=114778176888459520&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/114778176888459520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/114778176888459520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2006/05/maid-revolution.html' title='The Maid Revolution'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-114750850600749473</id><published>2006-05-13T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:13:25.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Ramon Gay Playing(humpin') with Kids</title><summary type='text'>More of Ramon Hard Gay, kids. This time from the streets he's taking it to the park ~! He plays around with children, practically humping them and teaching them his infamous moves and thrust ~! He Keeps green pepper in his briefs (or whatever you call them) and looks for kids who hates em'. He then humps the air around the kid which is supposedly his ritual to make kids like green pepper. He </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/114750850600749473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=114750850600749473&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/114750850600749473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/114750850600749473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2006/05/hard-ramon-gay-playinghumpin-with-kids.html' title='Hard Ramon Gay Playing(humpin&apos;) with Kids'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-114646974529579153</id><published>2006-05-01T15:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T02:22:15.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joe's Tribute</title><summary type='text'>In case you're worried, Joe is not dead.It was Josiah's birthday 2 days ago. So, heres a little "tribute" to him....This is Joe 2 years ago.....And all 'da gurls in 'da house go  "awwwww~!!!!"Heres Joe going at his karate... and the hairstyle I did for him....I think I did a good job ?Stuffing his face with pizza.....Joe in Form 3 before  PMR. His "I'm gonna do it!" victory pose I suppose ? After</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/114646974529579153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=114646974529579153&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/114646974529579153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/114646974529579153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2006/05/joes-tribute.html' title='Joe&apos;s Tribute'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-114525154521684563</id><published>2006-04-17T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T18:50:55.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs of a Gay-sha III - Final Episode</title><summary type='text'>To all my fellow fans for the Memoirs of A Gay-sha series, it brings me both great joy and pleasure to present to you the, hopefully, finale of the trilogy Memoirs of A Gay-sha - Jono Attracts Gay Tourist.hohoho...caught your attention now, haven't I ?One Friday afternoon...Jono , having saying his byes to his mates after a whole day of hanging out and all, wanted to get a passion fruit juice </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/114525154521684563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=114525154521684563&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/114525154521684563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/114525154521684563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2006/04/memoirs-of-gay-sha-iii-final-episode.html' title='Memoirs of a Gay-sha III - Final Episode'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-114503004758175583</id><published>2006-04-14T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T17:41:53.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs of a Gay-sha II</title><summary type='text'>What do you do when a stranger who lives around the same neighborhood as you, someone you see now and then, walks up to you with a friendly smile, greets and offers you a handshake and go " Hi ! Live around here ? I'm MT, nice to meet you!." Why, of course you'd reply with "Hi, nice to meet you too." Its basic courtesy. You may wanna return his smile too, which I did and also told him I've seen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/114503004758175583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=114503004758175583&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/114503004758175583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/114503004758175583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2006/04/memoirs-of-gay-sha-ii-jono-attract.html' title='Memoirs of a Gay-sha II'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-114468120347099902</id><published>2006-04-10T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T22:51:06.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs of a Gay-sha</title><summary type='text'>For the record, Im straight.I just recalled once back in school during form 3 OR form 4 ... for quite a period of time some mates of mine thought I was gay. *Scoffs* Yeah....Well, you see I had this friend who sat next to me. Whenever he spoke, he had to have his hand on my lap and got really close to me , face to face. I guess its just a habit of his...and I'm quite sure it runs in the family ? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/114468120347099902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=114468120347099902&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/114468120347099902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/114468120347099902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2006/04/memoirs-of-gay-sha.html' title='Memoirs of a Gay-sha'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-114407765085248789</id><published>2006-04-03T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:13:23.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice to Jerk</title><summary type='text'>I didnt write this but I feel him......Women are always saying how they want a nice guy…someone who will open up to them, spend time with them, do nice things for them, in general, be there for them. Bullshit. Next time I hear that from a woman, I will say exactly that. Bullshit. Because you don't want the nice guys. Sure, you can say you do all you want, and maybe you can trick yourself into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/114407765085248789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=114407765085248789&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/114407765085248789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/114407765085248789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2006/04/nice-to-jerk.html' title='Nice to Jerk'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-114371518982061303</id><published>2006-03-30T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:13:23.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More of Hard Gay Humpin' Power ~!!!</title><summary type='text'>You just gotta love this guy... He's taking it to the streets ~!!! I wouldn't want him humpin my car though....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/114371518982061303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=114371518982061303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/114371518982061303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/114371518982061303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2006/03/more-of-hard-gay-humpin-power.html' title='More of Hard Gay Humpin&apos; Power ~!!!'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-113522912344946554</id><published>2005-12-22T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:13:22.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good friend listens</title><summary type='text'>Jono is bored again so....he's gonna crap again.This would be me and one of my best friend in the world. He's always there for me. When I speak, he listens. He's always a shoulder to lean on. He's cool. He likes face paintin as I do. Many people comes to him . Some sit beside him and hug him. Children loves sitting on his lap. I will never even have a friend like him.                             </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/113522912344946554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=113522912344946554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/113522912344946554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/113522912344946554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2005/12/good-friend-listens.html' title='A good friend listens'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-113458106570858723</id><published>2005-12-15T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:13:22.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE Camp</title><summary type='text'>Jono was away to camp for a week in KL. Its called a LIFE CAMP with about 400 youths and you live life as if you live life out in the world. Anything that can happen out in the world can happen here. You can be rich or poor. Rob a bank, get married, kill, buy cars and houses,yatches and join clubs and stuff. You'll aquire prestige points which showed your prestige level in the society. Theres </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/113458106570858723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=113458106570858723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/113458106570858723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/113458106570858723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2005/12/life-camp.html' title='LIFE Camp'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-113212488149846547</id><published>2005-11-16T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:13:21.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hip Hop + Asian</title><summary type='text'>I know this editorial is going to shorten my life on earth by, probably, 3 years, I’d say. However, the social force that binds me to my obligations and the courses of action demanded by that force has pushed me to my limits. You have to know."every right implies a responsibility; every opportunity, an obligation; every possession, a duty"Hip Hop and the asian culture could never possibly fuse. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/113212488149846547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=113212488149846547&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/113212488149846547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/113212488149846547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2005/11/hip-hop-asian.html' title='Hip Hop + Asian'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-113170932463760278</id><published>2005-11-11T19:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T02:33:46.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charms Birthday + Halloween party</title><summary type='text'>I know its been over for quite a while but I thought I'd just post some pics up and some caps ... pictures speaks quite some words do they not ?                                                                            We Evil~                                                             At least we look so ( I think )</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/113170932463760278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=113170932463760278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/113170932463760278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/113170932463760278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2005/11/charms-birthday-halloween-party.html' title='Charms Birthday + Halloween party'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-113076203357285441</id><published>2005-10-31T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:13:20.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Room</title><summary type='text'>This is a dream that would probably change lives In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features save for the one wall covered with small index-card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endlessly in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/113076203357285441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=113076203357285441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/113076203357285441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/113076203357285441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2005/10/room.html' title='The Room'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-113024710278941429</id><published>2005-10-25T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:13:20.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chain Letters ? BBAAHH ~!!!!</title><summary type='text'>My computer is the Nexus of my Universe. I repeat: the computer is the Nexus of my Universe. As strange as it seems, I truly mean that. I spend the better part of my free time in front of this machine. And so does the rest of my generation. We write our papers on it. We download movies and music on it (illegally, I might add, but we're a pretty complacent sort and have excused our piracy.)  Now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/113024710278941429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=113024710278941429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/113024710278941429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/113024710278941429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2005/10/chain-letters-bbaahh.html' title='Chain Letters ? BBAAHH ~!!!!'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106152.post-112987244305493789</id><published>2005-10-21T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:13:20.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surviving in Disted Stanford year 2005</title><summary type='text'>Thats right kids...It took me more than brains and a bunch of A's from my SPM to survive ~ Yes siree ~ Especially when there are trained and experienced Ass Grooping Assasins around you. Everyday seems to be like Ass Wars Episode IV....heck ~ I can write a whole trilogy on that (Ass Wars I , II, and III ). Ass Wars Episode IV - The return of the Ass Ninja Assasins.However, the main Nemesis of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/feeds/112987244305493789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6106152&amp;postID=112987244305493789&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/112987244305493789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106152/posts/default/112987244305493789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-no.blogspot.com/2005/10/surviving-in-disted-stanford-year-2005.html' title='Surviving in Disted Stanford year 2005'/><author><name>Jono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054633763921631746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrXjK44O4Ys/SM1ScuNoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SsA4e2Mb_Mk/S220/Imag0418.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry></feed>
