<?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-6393838915076705129</id><updated>2011-07-09T01:55:43.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.....</title><subtitle type='html'>Take note that everything you read on this blog might not be true nor d grammar and spelling accuracy.So why read at all?Bcuz there's a calling,an ancient magic at work that just compels u to visit me off n on even though you are pretty sure there won't be an update.So fellow visitors,welcome n do not resist that natural pull which demands you to drop by.On a much softer note, this is just a place where i vent my feelings,share my stories,understand myself better n get lost in my own thoughts...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-3370863789768512991</id><published>2009-09-29T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T00:47:13.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Pride and Joy =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Ray Cheong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SsDk3Yj0KII/AAAAAAAAAfE/NxTBrDk6qUs/s1600-h/8821_169448030662_651465662_4017928_5439958_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386556794471721090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SsDk3Yj0KII/AAAAAAAAAfE/NxTBrDk6qUs/s320/8821_169448030662_651465662_4017928_5439958_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ray,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I have alot of faith in you..so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;WRITE..!! Write with reckless abandon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Strap on your guitar, put your hands on the ivories, purse your lips around your horn, and make music. Make music without any rules, precedent or guidelines. Make music to surprise us all. Make music to show us the depth of human emotion. Make music to make us all feel human.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don’t worry about the man who says that you must write music that can sell, and then proceed to give you a laundry list of things you need in your music to make it sell. This man has forgotten, and will always forget, that the best music comes not from a predetermined formula, but from the inner depths of human experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Lock yourself up in a room, away from such interference. They seek only to make money but they always forget that music as a product is not a formula you keep going back to. They forget that the best-selling music will always be something unpredictable, something fresh, something free from previous norms. No matter how many times they are proven wrong, they will not get it, as they do not understand the beauty and incredible commercial value inherent in constantly creating something new and unheard of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Write music to pander to these marketing folk and you write without any emotion, without any heart. Like a soul-less zombie writing predictable melodies and meaningless words. And nobody will listen to your music. Except maybe these marketing folk, who only listen with an unnaturally forced optimism and excitement, thinking they can actually will people to buy music. Yes, the music might sell, but only for the briefest of moments before its shallowness makes it sink away without a trace.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Write the words that swirl around in your head like a beautiful nightmare and exorcise your demons. Bring us on your journey into the stories of your sensitive heart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don’t worry about the man who will criticise your work. Don’t worry about the man who will say your work “does not sound Malaysian” and then refer you to some really old-fashioned melody that was popular when he was younger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He is trying very hard to hold on to what he knows is safe, forgetting that when he was humming his favourite melodies, the elder generation then was criticising him as well, saying the music “does not sound Malaysian”. Don’t worry about “sounding Malaysian”. Firstly, who knows what that sound really is? The best writers in the world do not wake up saying “I gotta sound American” or “I gotta be British”. They write for the world. They write something the world will love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Don’t worry about the man who says that you have forgotten your culture. As they falsely believe culture is a concept that doesn’t move and only revolves around the imagery and sounds of a certain narrow time period in past Malaysia. They don’t realise that culture evolves, and will always progress. They perceive culture as something that they only know, forgetting that our culture and our history go hundreds of years back and unforeseen hundreds of years into the future.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Who is to say that our culture must be stuck in some time-warp that only a few people understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Never fear. Never doubt what you feel inside. Write so that we may all enjoy the beauty of your creation. And for those who only look for works of art to fit into their stereotype of what they want art to be, they are only scared little beings, worried that their safe world is being threatened, and oblivious to the fact that everyone else has moved forward.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So write. Write with the ultimate fantastically incredibly super-reckless abandon. Write about the gut-wrenching journey of life. So we may ride along your magic carpet of truth and emotions, of truth in emotions. Write so we may all be proud of who we really are: a unique collective of ideals, unmatched and finally deservedly revered across the globe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ray, you are one of the reasons I am staying strong and playing this phase of life very hard as being around you puts a smile on my face.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So never STOP writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sharm..=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-3370863789768512991?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/3370863789768512991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=3370863789768512991&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/3370863789768512991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/3370863789768512991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/09/ray-cheong-ray-i-have-alot-of-faith-in.html' title='My Pride and Joy =)'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SsDk3Yj0KII/AAAAAAAAAfE/NxTBrDk6qUs/s72-c/8821_169448030662_651465662_4017928_5439958_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-4291665147087759260</id><published>2009-09-27T21:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:47:56.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Michelle's "Party" (DUBB)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OhhMiiiGoosshh OMG OMG..!! Its&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; Michelle's&lt;/span&gt; birthday next week on the 3rd of Oct..!! What do I do?? What do I do?? We dun have a venue as all the places she likes to go to is either way too far or way off budget..Recession la now..haiya how how how??Die la..!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's soooo picky bout what she gets for her birthday..aiyah I know what to give her already la..3 weeks back I went for some blogger's meet and I am so bloody lucky that I manage to get a GIRL vodka "for girls only" bottle absolutely &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt;..!! So DONT drink and Michelle's a bloody alcoholic in the making..&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ALCO&lt;/span&gt; is the ideal gift for her and the cheapo me dun have to spend money as I can give her the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GIRL&lt;/span&gt; vodka bottle..!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GIRL VODKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386150226534848194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sr9zGA9_1sI/AAAAAAAAAek/-F9_EpsjSsQ/s320/girl_vodka_necker1%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I made her this last year..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386152762524967186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sr91ZoRKIRI/AAAAAAAAAe0/lVTfNFWcB30/s320/20thbdaycake1%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last year I gave her an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; surprise party and the best chocolate cake money can buy..!! I sorta made a promise that I'll make her cake every year if I am around for her birthday. So.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This year I'll add some bananas and make it look like :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386150235424092706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sr9zGiFW8iI/AAAAAAAAAes/0tmXwEl9uqo/s320/bananas-1-DHD%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;THIS..!!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;(hopefully la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386152766476849874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sr91Z2_XEtI/AAAAAAAAAe8/L4jgLRbxfMk/s320/DSC01539%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmm I doubt we'll get to surprise her this year..so if no party plans works out its ok..nevermind la..we can always go to the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Digi Ultimate Birthday Bash&lt;/span&gt; which is so happened to be on the same day at &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Barcelona, Sunway Pyramid&lt;/span&gt; and its only &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;RM30&lt;/span&gt; per ticket, I get (1) free drink and (1) goodie bag worth RM50..hmm actually kan I think we'll just do the party there la..so anyone wanna join just go there..Easier..dun need to plan plan all..Let people plan for us..!! Hahahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-4291665147087759260?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/4291665147087759260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=4291665147087759260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/4291665147087759260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/4291665147087759260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/09/michelles-party-dubb.html' title='Michelle&apos;s &quot;Party&quot; (DUBB)'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sr9zGA9_1sI/AAAAAAAAAek/-F9_EpsjSsQ/s72-c/girl_vodka_necker1%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-2654014912248275079</id><published>2009-09-20T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T00:31:21.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugger OFF..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;To certain people who dont like reading my blog, one quick advice. Fucking buzz off. No one forced you to come back almost everyday and read what I write. Cuz at the end of the day it doesnt matter what you or anybody thinks. I couldnt care less and I dun give two fucks bout what you or your little-whiny-good-for-nothing-pea-brain has to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;See this?? See this??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SrUFKY_erGI/AAAAAAAAAec/v1hIgEf1ZVk/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090920_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383214605656829026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SrUFKY_erGI/AAAAAAAAAec/v1hIgEf1ZVk/s320/Snapshot_20090920_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Take that BITCH..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383213328390219794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SrUEACzY6BI/AAAAAAAAAd0/rOeZR5hAUko/s320/Snapshot_20090920.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now BUGGER OFF wont ya??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383213353354723026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SrUEBfzY_tI/AAAAAAAAAeM/nBbGVdQh1N4/s320/Snapshot_20090920_4.jpg" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Save your comments and thoughts to yourself or maybe even open up a new blog to be against me. I promise you I'll link it here. If you really have nothing to do, then go screw yourself. Thats all now. Hope you have a great day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;PS : I can see ur bloody IP address on my records everyday. Get a life wont ya??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks and now you can FO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(fuck off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*smiles*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-2654014912248275079?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/2654014912248275079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=2654014912248275079&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/2654014912248275079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/2654014912248275079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/09/bugger-off.html' title='Bugger OFF..!!'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SrUFKY_erGI/AAAAAAAAAec/v1hIgEf1ZVk/s72-c/Snapshot_20090920_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-8552561484581985230</id><published>2009-09-19T21:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T00:18:25.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ray Cheong &amp; Vandal The Urban Camper in Blue Wednesday @ The Annexe Gallery, Central Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey guys, as you guys know I have been managing Ray Cheong for sometime now. So come this October 2009, he'll be having his next gig at The Annexe Gallery. Stated below are all the info on his upcoming gig at The Annexe :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Vandal The Urban Camper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383171814868907762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SrTePo4n9vI/AAAAAAAAAdk/NbcAG3xr4YE/s320/vanzsmokey%5B1%5D.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ray Cheong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383171823193907106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SrTeQH5dX6I/AAAAAAAAAds/aZ1ZyWPH2NU/s320/n585961695_2010570_6457686%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Host : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=5266613587"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Annexe Gallery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/search/?o=4&amp;amp;sfxp=1&amp;amp;c1=5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music/arts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/search/?o=4&amp;amp;sfxp=1&amp;amp;c1=5&amp;amp;c2=4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Concert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Network : Global&lt;br /&gt;Price : Admission &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Date : Wednesday, 07 October 2009&lt;br /&gt;Time : 20:30 - 23:30&lt;br /&gt;Location : The Annexe Gallery, Central Market Annexe, Jalan Hang Kasturi, KL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;BLUE WEDNESDAY #1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ray Cheong&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Vandal The Urban Camper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Music Performance&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FreeBlue Wednesday is a new series of monthly music performances proudly presented by The Annexe Gallery, with the support of Central Market, to provide a platform for music acts to reach out to a wider audience. Every month Blue Wednesday will feature two music acts of any genre, playing a 40-minute set apiece. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the first installment of Blue Wednesday, we are delighted to present Canadian nomadic rapper &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Vandal The Urban Camper&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ray Cheong.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;+ABOUT THE MUSIC ACTS &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RAY CHEONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ray Cheong has a voice as true as a bell, world-weary as a Charlie Chaplin smile, as broken as a heart. Hailing from Penang, Ray has performed both as a solo artiste and with his band on numerous stages including the “U-Countdown 2007 New Year’s Eve Concert” with famous Taiwan artistes, Project OMG, KL GP Couture and Cusine Festival, No Black Tie and more. Ray was winner of Digi Celebriteen Singing Competition 2006 and was featured as one of CLEO magazine’s 50 most eligible bachelors. His music is a funky blend of bluesy pop rock that has drawn comparisons with John Mayer and Ben Harper.Visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," href="http://amp.channelv.com/raycheong" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;http://amp.channelv.com/raycheong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;+&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;VANDAL THE URBAN CAMPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;What do you get when you mix traveling, hip hop and an abundance of great ideas? Vandal The Urban Camper. With his unique approach to musical life Jason, better known as ‘Vandal’, has accomplished a great deal since finding his passion for hip hop during the dawn of the 90s. Vandal’s acclaimed debut “The Nomadic Addict” landed him a distribution deal with EMI Malaysia, was voted a Top 10 album of 2003 by Eye Magazine’s Errol Nazareth in Toronto, and landed him an Asian Tour with DJ Dopey &amp;amp; Symbolik. Vandal formed the collective “The Diplomats International” in Jakarta in 2006 and after the release of 4 Mixtapes has just launched DiploDangerous (’08). The group was nominated for JunkSounds 2008 awards and won Best International Act 2008 at the VIMA awards. Vandal also garnered a spot on the Juice Cool List 2008 and holds a monthly Emcee battle event called Think You Got Skillz. Vandal’s latest release, ‘The Rebirth of a Classic Obsession’, evolves into a complex disc and evokes images of the exotic and the familiar, illustrating cinematically the concept of Urban Camping. Visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," href="http://www.myspace.com/vandigital" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/vandigital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So you guys out there who wants to catch Ray's performance again, do drop by and we'll be there to greet you..!! See you all on the 7th of Oct..!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6600cc;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-8552561484581985230?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/8552561484581985230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=8552561484581985230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/8552561484581985230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/8552561484581985230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-guys-as-you-guys-know-i-have-been.html' title='Ray Cheong &amp; Vandal The Urban Camper in Blue Wednesday @ The Annexe Gallery, Central Market'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SrTePo4n9vI/AAAAAAAAAdk/NbcAG3xr4YE/s72-c/vanzsmokey%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-3394760842085483863</id><published>2009-09-16T01:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T12:55:32.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visionary Reminder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I came across a very interesting article written by Hussien Hamid. An article that remided me why I always looked up to this man, our former DPM. Here goes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381751839873177058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sq_SyNzyFeI/AAAAAAAAAdE/tfRbgfvfJR0/s320/20090616121613_anwar_ibrahim%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381751848650358002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sq_SyugbPPI/AAAAAAAAAdM/J8G5PkoEMME/s320/Anwar_Ibrahim_and_police%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Anwar Ibrahim was born in August 1947. Me in October 1947. Two months separates us at birth-enough for me to be able to say that he is older, but possibly two or three lifetimes separates us knowing what he has gone through in his life.&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt; remember the time when I wanted to meet up with him to find out what he was doing with his life. He was then teaching at one of the shop houses along Jalan Pantai – possible with Adabi if I am not mistaken. I did find him and he was indeed teaching and in slippers. At home that evening I casually told my father that I had met Anwar that afternoon. My father was then Director of CID. He stopped, looked at me and said sternly “Engkau tak ada kerja lain?” Whenever my father uses “engkau” when addressing me I knew that he was not amused. And he then went on to lecture me as to why it would be in my best interest to keep away from Anwar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Then I was away in Australia for a while and he became DPM. I was at Ampang Shopping center with my Family patiently letting my kids wander around Toy R Us. As we walked up to the counter to pay there was Anwar. We hug and he smiled that smile that light up his whole face and then he was gone again out of my life for a few more years. But always the familiarity of old classmates made for easy banter every time we meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Then this time he was away for a while – six years I think – as the British like to say – At her Majesty’s pleasure in Sungai Buloh. I was with one of UMNO ex Ketua Bahgian who had joined Keadilan when we heard that Anwar had been released and was at home. My friend wanted to immediately head for Anwar’s house in Damansara to pay his respect. Would I like to come along? He asked. I said ok. We arrived and there were people everywhere. We got into line and waited our turn. We were told that Anwar was not well – that he was sitting down and that anytime he might need to rest. One hour of waiting in line I eventually stood in front of him. He looked up from his chair, again with that smile of his, stood up and gave me a hug oblivious to what pain he must have felt –we talked for a few seconds and mindful of the others waiting to see him, I excused myself and walked on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The last time I saw him was at a class get together in Bangsar – at Fauzi’s house, a school mate of ours who was the host – a few years back. As always his arrival was greeted with good nature ribbing and for the son of one of our classmates who had not seen Anwar before – that was a real treat. We sat and talked and I could see that age had caught up with all of us – Anwar included. He looked not as robust as I though he would be- after all he has always looked good whenever he was on TV and photographed well. But sitting beside me he looked vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Was the pressure of living constantly under public and media gaze getting to him? Was UMNO getting to him? I could not imagine what he had to go through on a daily basis in what he chose to do – POLITICS. It is one thing to be DPM where everything is laid out for you, another to be in the opposition. He constantly referred to Azizah in conversation with us and we could see that Family meant a great deal with him. As we talked I found myself thinking what more has he got to endure before his work is done. I did not envy the situation he was in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But he had no regrets. No wanting to take his pound of flesh from those that have done him ill. A more spirited discourse came from him when we talked about Mahathir – but either he was in control of himself or that he did not think it worth his while to think to much of times gone by. The present was what mattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;At 63 I will not run if I can walk. Stand if I can sit. Talk if I can be quite. But Anwar has chosen the path less traveled. This path requires an uncommon resolve to move relentlessly ahead no matter what. He stands in front of crowds everyday. He meets more people then he can remember everyday and all this he does with a willingness that belittle his age. He could be anywhere he wants to be in the world and be welcomed by world leaders and acquaintances. He could be in business and be rich beyond our wildest dreams. Instead he chose to serve the nation. He chose to take us to the next election because if Anwar does not do so, who will take us? I am sure sometimes in his moment of solitude he must question his capacity to physically last the distance but his commitment to our cause is great. That will see him through and he has said that Azizah has done enough while he was away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This is a good man. As we all know he cannot sing well, neither can he dance well even if his life depended on it but he is decent man. I wish Najib and UMNO will do battle with him on a level playing filed. I wish they could have enough compassion in their hearts to accept that Anwar had gone though more that a baptism of fire – a baptism that neither Najib or Mahyuddin could ever imagine or endure. But then it that would be like asking Bush to go fight Saddam one on one. No shock or awe, no overwhelming force meeting defenseless people, no doctrine of Rapid Dominance, no weapon of mass destruction on stand by just in case they are needed….none of the above. Bush would never survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We know that Anwar was with UMNO many years back. We do not know what he will be in the future. But this I know now. He and the other leaders in Pakatan Rakyat are the leaders we now have to lead us to the next General Election and they give us our best hope for a new beginning – without an UMNO that has already abused the trust we Malays placed in them many times over, without a corrupt PDRM, a cowered MACC, without a Government that steals from its people, without a Judiciary that does the bidding of its Political masters, without many of the injustices and unfairness that we now have. Are these not reason enough for us to give them the opportunity to do so? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this why we should take chances and let our actions take its cause..!! LOVE YOU, our former DPM who in my opinion should our PM..!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-3394760842085483863?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/3394760842085483863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=3394760842085483863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/3394760842085483863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/3394760842085483863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-came-across-very-interesting-article.html' title='Visionary Reminder'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sq_SyNzyFeI/AAAAAAAAAdE/tfRbgfvfJR0/s72-c/20090616121613_anwar_ibrahim%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-2646591524021331615</id><published>2009-09-11T15:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:33:02.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont We Just Love Malaysia??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Its amazing how we fellow Malaysians choose to overlook how certain parties go through pain and sufferings in order to keep other people or themselves happy. Dont get me wrong. I am just making a general statement. I am a Malaysian too, just that am not a proud one. Lately it has been in the news that prices of having Indonesian maids have been increased to double the amount and also be given a day off every week. Almost every maid employer seemed to be getting a "heart attack" and making a big hoo-haa. If you ask me, I'd say.."What so wrong in that??".&lt;br /&gt;These are the people who clean up the mess we make, wipe the ass of our kids when we are too busy for our own good at work, cook for us 3 times a day and making sure everything is in order as we cant do that ourselves. These are the very same people who live their loved ones at home not out of choice. Its because they HAVE to in order to put food on the table.&lt;br /&gt;If we can give the Filipino maids that previllage like 15 years ago, why not the Indonesians?? Arent they all doing the same thing?? So much for equality. People who are complaining so much, in my opinion should just shut the fuck up and just try understanding a little. Please realise that thes  e foreign workers are doing things that we choose not to do.&lt;br /&gt;When we work in the office, working an hour late is a big no-no. How bout these maids?? They work like all the time 7 days a week. Would you want a job that pays peanuts but requires you to be on work-alert mode all the time??&lt;br /&gt;When the alarm clock goes off at 8, we start cursing and swearing as most of us have to go to our routine 9 to 5 jobs. How about our maids?? Some wake up as early as 4am. For what?? To wash their bloody employers car or shall I say carS. I mean would any of you wanna wake up to splashing cold water all the time?? Worst things worst, some of these maids who works for us from as early at 4 am till as late as 2 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;People are always told to treat each other with respect but how many of us actually do that?? After all the hard labour and with shitty pay of RM450, they still get yelled and barked at. Is this really fair?? So ladies out there who have maids why not, NOT buy that LV or COACH bag and pay your maid a little more as the amount spent to pay your maid for a year would be lesser than half a LV bag..!! and and and your husbands would "LOVE" you more..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You man can probably cut down on that drinking and ciggy by just a lil tad bit then you wouldnt BITCH too much bout spending RM 200 more for the ones who are bringing up your children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;At the end of the day, from my point of view, I feel that it just bow's down to one thing..maids are merely a form of modern day slavery..!! So there you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;**SMILES**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ps : sorry with the questions after questions sentences..!! Cant make too obvious statements now...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-2646591524021331615?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/2646591524021331615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=2646591524021331615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/2646591524021331615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/2646591524021331615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-we-just-love-malaysia.html' title='Dont We Just Love Malaysia??'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-9068201573322153350</id><published>2009-09-09T16:02:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T03:21:58.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday RAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A very good friend of mine celebrated his 23rd birthday recently...It was the best one yet cuz we gave 3..yes not 1 but 3 surprises at 3 different point of time just for him with regards to his special day.The mastermind for this was obviously ME..!! I was assisted by Isabelle and Li..!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(dont know what I'd do without them)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;CAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003333;"&gt;The BRAIN, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379915580559434370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqlMt2zVooI/AAAAAAAAAck/JLmk-zgGi6A/s320/6455_242608605712_814060712_8140560_1203123_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003333;"&gt;Party pooper,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Belle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379915589282772978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqlMuXTJN_I/AAAAAAAAAcs/76dCxMODhrY/s320/n1088730670_30137402_2282%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003333;"&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sharm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;*its my blog so I choose not to be labelled*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379915596742769570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqlMuzFvu6I/AAAAAAAAAc0/bU9PU-s2kiY/s320/Snapshot_20090601_11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003333;"&gt;Birthday Boy, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ray-Gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379915605816431714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqlMvU5E1GI/AAAAAAAAAc8/PU18ERsNpfA/s320/n743938272_780133_9753%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAY 1(Tuesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started off on the eve of his birthday and birthday boy, Ray as moody as always was somehow coaxed by us to go for dinner. Before going for dinner Li and I hid his 1st birthday present at his place. Ok lets be honest here, it was just a &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Fleet Foxes CD&lt;/span&gt; hid behind a frame. Hahahaha there's no other place in his house to hide anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we took him later on to wondermilk and this made the big little boy happy. We also didnt forget to tell him that we all would not be able to spend his birthday with him. Li has work..Belle has dance class and me, Sharm has class and work later on. He said it ok but haha there's more to come. When he got home I made him look for the cd and the soon-to-be birthday boy was superbly happy..!! This were his exact words &lt;strong&gt;"Oh god thank u so much! The best cd ever!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yummy cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379716110785199426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiXTL_MPUI/AAAAAAAAAY0/EtcFnfnENZo/s320/10624_266912365712_814060712_8669338_5271245_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAY 2(Wednesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Li being as smart as she always is decided to get Ray a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Lomo camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..people who dont know what a Lomo cam is, please google it up. Lots of info there. Oh oh I got him a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mario soft toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. According to Ray who just totally adores soft toys, he claims that guys/men who dont admit they LOVE soft toys are not really men to start with.&lt;br /&gt;So we got him Lomo, wrapped it up and called him out for dinner. Like always being grumpy cuz he didnt get enough sleep, Ray somehow agreed. But he didnt want to go far, he just wore his &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ah-pek-cum-fisherman-pants and a i-wear-this-to-sleep-tshirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to the nearest economy rice shop just below his condo. The moment Belle and I saw him we just said to ourselves &lt;strong&gt;"Damn..!! Perfect outfit..!!"&lt;/strong&gt; After lunch i had to fake and ask Belle to drop me off at college &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(kononnya I had class)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Told Ray to follow so Belle doesnt have to drive back alone. being so stoopidly gullible, he agreed..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the outfit for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379718160871789858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiZKhJ7FSI/AAAAAAAAAaU/GK91k1xNAsg/s320/10624_266919910712_814060712_8669442_7120026_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;We got him to the car and the moment he saw Mario he yelled &lt;strong&gt;"OMG, YOU GOT ME MARIOOOOOOOO..!!"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(those who knows Ray personally can already imagine the whole scenario in your heads).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Then he got into the car and we lock the doors. Told him to open up his other gift. &lt;strong&gt;"OHHMYYGOODDD..!! You guys GOT me a LOMO cam??? Ahhhhh..!! NNoooo..!!! AAAhhhh..!! WTF WTF WTF wei..!!!" &lt;/strong&gt;He was sooooo happy that we got his attention for at least half an hour off track. Hahaha when he looked up we were already in Gombak and for one moment he thought we were taking him to Genting. We might have but he looks too ugly to be seen with in places like Genting..!! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ray &amp;amp; his new found friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379717703361687714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiYv4zA8KI/AAAAAAAAAZs/8jFvQlZSExo/s320/10624_266919875712_814060712_8669437_6168069_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;what's in the box?? what's in the box??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379716116236991858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiXTgS__XI/AAAAAAAAAY8/3cp6LLg7s2g/s320/10624_266919815712_814060712_8669431_952483_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379716122369916690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiXT3JM_xI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ABmkx-jZddI/s320/10624_266919820712_814060712_8669432_3466341_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;its a &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;LOMO&lt;/span&gt;..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379716140670949890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiXU7UgmgI/AAAAAAAAAZU/iiUZqJeVeME/s320/10624_266919850712_814060712_8669434_1922279_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mario &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;meet&lt;/span&gt; Lomo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379717692945408434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiYvR_lIbI/AAAAAAAAAZk/HX4cDNST4ME/s320/10624_266919870712_814060712_8669436_5440419_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt; The supposed destination was to be some waterfall at Ulu Yam but me being the good navigator we ended up lost in Rawang. Somehow we got to the Templar's Waterfall and it way way more beautiful that the one in Ulu Yam. When we got there, birthday boy was nagging like a bitch but thank god Li, Belle and I are all so used to this and we ignored him. We reached the swimming spot of the waterfall and decided its the best spot and apa lagi, masuk main air la..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Waterfall!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379718168808090402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiZK-uFayI/AAAAAAAAAac/7YPQXQPtGFg/s320/10624_266919920712_814060712_8669443_1572527_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Three muskateers + Li behind the camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379717709101569746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiYwOLgltI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/BB7VwyI9nng/s320/10624_266919880712_814060712_8669438_6309212_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379717716298958962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiYwo_gCHI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/175rY-1_ZWs/s320/10624_266919885712_814060712_8669439_6161550_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;we were lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379718154390316690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiZKJAnppI/AAAAAAAAAaM/aC6Z-aZFcFE/s320/10624_266919905712_814060712_8669441_1664769_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ray and his "manly" picnic basket..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379718143718035170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiZJhQJjuI/AAAAAAAAAaE/TqC0aiU4M2Q/s320/10624_266919890712_814060712_8669440_5439920_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379718674395320434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiZoaLeUHI/AAAAAAAAAas/tBjXwXh35lk/s320/10624_266919930712_814060712_8669445_455011_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379718177558938930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiZLfUcxTI/AAAAAAAAAak/p4CMY2QyJtE/s320/10624_266919925712_814060712_8669444_4462088_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ray at his head and shoulders ad mode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379718702056788226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiZqBOe0QI/AAAAAAAAAbE/gTH-Ptfe8AU/s320/10624_266919945712_814060712_8669448_7532335_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379718714462360914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiZqvcM1VI/AAAAAAAAAbM/jCNtopBT860/s320/10624_266919960712_814060712_8669450_1569641_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379718687262076226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiZpKHJbUI/AAAAAAAAAa0/wEevBDJ4Bg8/s320/10624_266919935712_814060712_8669446_4555099_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I'm so happy..!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379718693470911970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiZphPcveI/AAAAAAAAAa8/5AGDjSQ7wPg/s320/10624_266919940712_814060712_8669447_6698788_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waterfall was so clean and beautiful that it got us all so rejuvenated. To get to the waterfall it took us almost an hour but to get back only 25 minutes. WTF right?? Haha&lt;br /&gt;We got home and a few other friends came over to party. The ever so sweet Samantha made awesome chocolate cake&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which I never had the chance to taste).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Aldous and friend brought happiness to Ray in their own way which in order to understand you have to be there yourselves.Finally birthday song were sang and cake were cut and everyone was happy..So it was HAPPY BIRTHDAY RAY..!!&lt;br /&gt;Being the friends that we were, party doesnt stop there. We want everyone important to Ray to be there as we all love him so much. New plans were made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sam's masterpeice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379719150685709698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiaEIf85YI/AAAAAAAAAbk/LPtaVLHvzMQ/s320/10624_266920000712_814060712_8669455_4143106_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379719161601066002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiaExKYBBI/AAAAAAAAAb0/g-a8rnjTm-I/s320/10624_266920025712_814060712_8669458_4870684_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379719160169581250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiaEr1FSsI/AAAAAAAAAbs/y3A5CqUCicM/s320/10624_266920015712_814060712_8669457_207744_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Aaaahhhahahahahahahahaha!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379719137453112930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiaDXNDfmI/AAAAAAAAAbU/H2CkFTpbna4/s320/10624_266919980712_814060712_8669452_6348113_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tradition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379719668720903154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiaiSVKo_I/AAAAAAAAAb8/4PwKr7_682g/s320/10624_266920040712_814060712_8669460_2998571_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379719689674885442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiajgY_CUI/AAAAAAAAAcU/dgi9bL1BfDg/s320/10624_266920130712_814060712_8669471_6958338_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Happy" people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379719146328685186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiaD4RJ-oI/AAAAAAAAAbc/OsuXArGdtV8/s320/10624_266919985712_814060712_8669453_6867553_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379719685296127538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiajQFAfjI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Dyf0pE7nOoM/s320/10624_266920055712_814060712_8669462_7119077_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379719676528467394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiaivaoncI/AAAAAAAAAcE/LVby7qkH-pc/s320/10624_266920050712_814060712_8669461_4644759_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAY 3(Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ash, Ray's bestest friend, housemate, gay partner and soulmate planned post birthday surprise party for Ray&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(see we told you we love him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I had to take him out for the day and just to make sure no blunder was made like last year&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ( in 2008, Ray came back early and surprise were not for him but for his friends who were planning it for him all thanks to Lionel for not being able to keep him out long enough).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This time around I took him to Genting. Knowing how hyper he can get I engaged help from Sabin and Pei Shern..!! Man it was a tiring and crazy day. Having to put up with the big little boy was no easy task. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha when we got back, Ash left the gates open and Ray was so angrily walking into the house nagging how irresponsible Ash is at times and WALAH..!! SURPRISE..!! In awe, the only thing that confused Ray could say was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eh, whats this?? Whose birthday??!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha oh well party started and seeing so many old friends there did make his day. Everyone just had fun and also had the chance to see Ray perform. Am so happy everything turn out well. Thanks guys for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This was what left at the end of the day..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379719699769522674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqiakF_u-fI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Ut1PPPp5EDA/s320/10624_266920155712_814060712_8669474_8385153_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thats all for now..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(fark after all what we did, Ray still didnt want to take Li and I to Kayu for limau ais and cendol,IDIOT)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHINAMAN..!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We all LOVE you..!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS : more pictures after I find out whose camera we were using to take pics at the REAL surprise party..!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-9068201573322153350?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/9068201573322153350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=9068201573322153350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/9068201573322153350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/9068201573322153350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-birthday-bash-ever.html' title='Happy Birthday RAY'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqlMt2zVooI/AAAAAAAAAck/JLmk-zgGi6A/s72-c/6455_242608605712_814060712_8140560_1203123_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-4847585179661738351</id><published>2009-09-09T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T15:56:24.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money brings out the stupidity in the smartest of people</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tell me who would be stupid enough to go and buy a bank in Indonesia? You tell me who would do that? Then if that was not enough you go and take a running jump into Pakistan and buy another bank there. But wait there is more! While they are doing that why not pick up a bank in Vietnam. In all they spent an incredible RM10.8 billion to acquire these three banks. Who would be stupid enough to do this when Maybank has been advise AGAINST making the purchase? Maybank belongs to the Government and so they will take instructions from the Government. Taking instructions from a Government run by idiots who thinks that Maybank is also Maybank. So in essence it is the Barisan Government that is stupid enough to go and buy three Banks in Indonesia, Pakistan and Vietnam for RM10.8 billion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now Malayan Banking has confirmed that it lost RM2 billion in this escapade. Now which UMNO guy made a few hundred million in commission from these purchases? Who are the usual suspects? Najib as the Minister of Finance has to be suspect number one – but if MACC does the questioning they will say that he is just ‘helping with inquires’. But Najib must beware that even helping with inquiries can be dangerous if Muhyiddin has anything to do about it.Najib must have been advised by that Nor Mohamed Yaacob because he had experience of losing more billion when he was with Bank Negara – around RM30 billion in fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This latest escapades would have been hysterically funny if it had happened in one of those tin pot African country where you would need half the money in the Banks just to buy a loaf of bread. And of course as far as Najib is concern this is a ‘victimless crime’ because it does no physical harm to any person or property, or to which was in fact consented, and is currently illegal if based on statutory laws. As victimless as PKFZ and all those plundering of the nation resources. Well Najib I got news for you. The Rakyat now knows that in the end they pay !! That RM37.23 million Aidilfitri bonus for Felda – we all pay. That RN500 million for Razak Baginda – we pay. Soon you will be paying for this that you are now making the Rakyat pay…and then it will be Good Night for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-4847585179661738351?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/4847585179661738351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=4847585179661738351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/4847585179661738351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/4847585179661738351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/09/money-brings-out-stupidity-in-smartest.html' title='Money brings out the stupidity in the smartest of people'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-2761211229549361090</id><published>2009-09-09T02:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T02:39:35.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Minister's ass got swiped...by Rev..!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;The home minister himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqakM8uGlrI/AAAAAAAAAYk/RxMHYckP37U/s1600-h/ln-sasia-noordin%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379167347305518770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqakM8uGlrI/AAAAAAAAAYk/RxMHYckP37U/s320/ln-sasia-noordin%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Intergration babeh..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqakMShLk2I/AAAAAAAAAYc/UvGwhy7GFkI/s1600-h/Hishammuddin%2520keris-wielding%2520disqualifies%2520him%2520as%2520a%2520symbol%2520of%2520national%2520integration%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379167335977030498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqakMShLk2I/AAAAAAAAAYc/UvGwhy7GFkI/s320/Hishammuddin%2520keris-wielding%2520disqualifies%2520him%2520as%2520a%2520symbol%2520of%2520national%2520integration%5B1%5D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Malaysian Consultative Council of Buddhism, Christianity, Hinduism, Sikhism &amp;amp; Taoism wants the police to be consistent, fair, just and rational in carrying out their duties, regardless of religion, ethnicity, culture, gender or political connection&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.“There must be one rule for all Malaysians,”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; its president &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Rev. Dr Thomas Philips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said in a statement yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The council is concerned over different measures taken by the police over two incidents namely the cow head incident on Aug 28th in Shah Alam and the would-be candlelight vigil in the vicinity of Dataran Merdeka on Sept 5th.In the first incident, police stood by while the demonstrators desecrated a cow head and made seditious speeches in connection to the relocation of a Hindu temple to a predominately Malay-Muslim area, while in the latter, police acted strongly against the vigilers, said Philips. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cows are considered sacred by Hindus&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.“Also, Malaysiakini has now been warned by MCMC (Malaysian Communications and Multimedia Commission) not to make the video showing the terrible acts in the Shah Alam incident available for viewing to their readers,”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; he said, adding that removing the video will not unmake the act.“We must surely first prevent the act and the video would not have existed,” he said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Philips said the cow head incident is not an isolated case, highlighting the recent desecration of the Holy Eucharist in a church where the consecrated bread was taken and spat out by two reporters from Al Islam magazine&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.“Such irreverent and sacrilegious conduct should not be condoned and allowed to be repeated with impunity. The same rules must apply to all,”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; he said in the statement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Philips also took a swipe at Home Minister Datuk Seri Hishammuddin Hussein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for meeting with the organisers of the cow head protesters, saying it sent the wrong signal to the people.Philips also said that anyone who incites ill feelings amongst religious communities, denigrates any religion, desecrates the religious symbols of any religion or threatens to commit violence against others must be promptly deterred and held accountable&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.“They must face charges and be given a fair trial in a court of law. Sacrilegious acts committed by adherents of any one religion upon another religion must never be condoned,”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; he said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-am so proud of you Rev. Dr. Thomas Philips-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-2761211229549361090?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/2761211229549361090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=2761211229549361090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/2761211229549361090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/2761211229549361090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/09/home-ministers-ass-got-swipedby-rev.html' title='Home Minister&apos;s ass got swiped...by Rev..!!!'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqakM8uGlrI/AAAAAAAAAYk/RxMHYckP37U/s72-c/ln-sasia-noordin%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-6290336754700338941</id><published>2009-09-09T01:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T15:57:50.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Double Standards in Religion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A very close friend of mine has an awesome person as her dad. So he made a press statement on Monday and I am posting this up as its really good and some would even call it "mind blasting"..this is a copied article from &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Malaysia Today&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379164753396335954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sqah19p9hVI/AAAAAAAAAYU/DquCmz2PcXo/s320/tsr%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No double standards on religion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Posted by admin&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 07 September 2009 19:07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MCCBCHST (Malaysian Consultative Council of Buddhism, Christianity, Hinduism, Sikhism &amp;amp; Taoism) notes with deep concern that the cowhead incident in Shah Alam is not an isolated case. Another recent example of this kind of insensitivity was when the Holy Eucharist was desecrated when certain persons went to a church, took the consecrated bread and spewed it out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Such irreverent and sacrilegious conduct should not be condoned and allowed to be repeated with impunity. In seating the organisers of the recent demonstration in Shah Alam to his right and left during his press conference, the home affairs minister seemed to have bestowed honour to the perpetrators of a gravely offensive and dangerous event whereby seditious speeches accompanied by the stepping on the severed head of the cow were made. What signals would this send to the people? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not surprisingly, therefore, the same disrespectful, unruly and unwilling to listen behaviour on the part of some rendered the town hall meeting between the Menteri Besar and Section 23 residents to discuss the issue on September 5 2009 unmanageable and unproductive.The same rules must apply to all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MCCBCHST is concerned that wheareas in the August 28 2009 Shah Alam incident the police had stood by while the demonstrators desecrated the cow head and made seditious speeches, the police acted strongly against would-be candlelight vigilers in the vicinity of Dataran Merdeka on September 5 2009.Also, Malaysiakini has now been warned by MCMC (Malaysian Communications and Multimedia Commission) not to make the video showing the terrible acts in the Shah Alam incident available for viewing to their readers. Thinking Malaysians will rightly raise the question: Which comes first- the act or the video which exposes the act? How do we as a country go about resolving our problems? In this case, stopping the video of the act will not unmake the act. We must surely first prevent the act and the video would not have existed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For the sake and good of all Malaysians and peace and order in Malaysia, consistent, fair, just and rational measures should be applied regardless of religion, ethnicity, culture, gender or political connection.There must be one rule for all Malaysians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All who incite ill feelings amongst religious communities, denigrate any religion, desecrate the religious symbols of any religion or threaten to commit violence against others must be promptly deterred and held accountable. They must face charges and given a fair trial in a court of law.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sacrilegious acts committed by adherents of any one religion upon another religion must never be condoned. We hold to the principle that all human beings and communities have a sacred right of freedom of choice as far as their religious belief and practice is concerned.We stand with Malaysians of all religious and political persuasions who were outraged by the flagrant disregard for the sensitivities of others shown by the Shah Alam demonstrators. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We welcome the partnership of all Malaysians of goodwill. Together we can weather the mischief and bigotry of those who seek to drive a wedge between us and divide rather than unite the people of this land.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We Malaysians live in a pluralistic society and accordingly we must respect our neighbours and endeavour to learn about their beliefs, customs and sentiments. It is upon such understanding of others and what is dear to them that our nation can be firmly rooted and grow strong and united. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The way to manage our differences is not by creating enclaves whereby Malaysians will be segregated and separated from one another but through understanding and respect. Let us live together next to one another rather than to live apart. Each succeeding generation of Malaysians should grow closer rather than to be pulled apart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The site chosen in Section 23 of Shah Alam for the Hindu temple to be relocated to complies with local government conditions. It is over 300 meters away from any housing area, six times more than the 50-meter requirement. If the authorities accept the objection to it by certain quarters, the social dynamics of Malaysian life will be affected and the consequence on national integration will be very serious indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We must not subscribe to the view of thinking about Malaysians as majorities and minorities, and majorities versus minorities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MCCBCHST therefore calls upon all Malaysians of goodwill to be in earnest prayer for the peaceful and just resolution of the issue. Those in authority at the community, religious and governmental level must be firm to unequivocally reject unreasonable, unfair and anti-social behaviour and demand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Rev. Dr Thomas Philips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;MCCBCHST President&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Petaling Jaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;__________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rev. Dr. Thomas Philips, I just wanna say am so proud of you and regardless of what happens, you'll have my support...!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-6290336754700338941?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/6290336754700338941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=6290336754700338941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/6290336754700338941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/6290336754700338941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/09/very-close-friend-of-mine-has-awesome.html' title='No Double Standards in Religion'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sqah19p9hVI/AAAAAAAAAYU/DquCmz2PcXo/s72-c/tsr%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-1601271747432052312</id><published>2009-09-08T20:04:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:22:34.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D'ULTIMATE BIRTHDAY BASH BY DIGI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379072891137026226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqZOS4En6LI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Pa_gmOcJ-zY/s320/img_DUltimateBirthdayBash%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey you party peeps out there, if your birthday or your best friend's birthday falls between October 1st to December 31st 09, and you are looking out for the perfect party, accustomed entirely to celebrate your special day, you should check out the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.digi.com.my/ubb"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;D'Ultimate Birthday Bash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; brought to you by DIGI right now..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Venue: Bar Celona, Sunway Piramid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date: 3rd October 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celebrities artists :DJ Joey G, the multi-talented, Hunny Madu, AIM award winner, Liang, and Malaysia 's top percussion group, Kuala Lumpur Drum Corps (KLDC)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Apart from the performances, attendees will get the chance to be photographed by paparazzi-crazed cameraman as you stroll through the ala-hollywood red carpet event entrance in your drop dead gorgeous outfits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There would be games and many activities in stored on that day, all of you can participate in the "Crack The Code" game and stand a chance to win amazing prizes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just so you know, the Grand Birthday Prize would be an ultimate birthday holiday getaway to a secret and exotic location.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; It has also come to our attention that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;there are literally presents for everyone! Besides that, make a wish to win Rm3,000.00 worth of birthday treats by taking part in Digi "Ultimate Birthday Wish" contest at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.digi.com.my/ubb"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.blogger.com/www.digi.com.my/ubb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; to win a glamorous Birthday Treat worth Rm3,000.00 at D'Ultimate Bitrhday Bash by DIGI!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;2 X Grand Prizes worth Rm3,000.00 each, including:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;1) 10 exclusive VIP invites for you and your friends to "D'Ultimate Birthday Bash by DIGI"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;2) 10 Goodie Bags for you and your friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;3) Rm1,000.00 birthday "ang-pow"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;4) Make-over by SNIPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;5) Drinks on the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;6) U2 Watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;7) Birthday cake from Kings Confectionary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;8) Return chauffeur service for you to the party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;10 X Consolation prizes worth Rm300.00, including:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;1) 2 invites to "D'Ultimate Birthday Bash by DIGI"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;2) 2 Goodie Bags worth Rm200.005 X Mystery Weekly Prizes for 3rd, 8th, 38th and 88th and 138th entries of the week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379072895765182722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqZOTJUD-QI/AAAAAAAAAYM/plI2tm1fKnE/s320/bigimg_DUltimateBirthdayBash%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tickets for the event are priced at Rm30.00 nett for all DIGI users. If you are a DIGI user and your birthday falls either on October, November or December, you can purchase your ticket at Rm20.00 only..!! Isnt that great?? All tickets are inclusive for (1) free drink and (1) goodie bag worth Rm50.00 .If you are planning a birthday party for your friend, then take advantage of the "buy four(4) tickets and get one(1) free" promotion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For more information on the event, prizes, ticket sales locations and more, log on to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://zues727.blogspot.com/www.digi.com.my/ubb"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.digi.com.my/ubb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So what are you waiting for?? Log on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;..!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-1601271747432052312?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/1601271747432052312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=1601271747432052312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/1601271747432052312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/1601271747432052312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/09/dultimate-birthday-bash-by-digi.html' title='D&apos;ULTIMATE BIRTHDAY BASH BY DIGI'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SqZOS4En6LI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Pa_gmOcJ-zY/s72-c/img_DUltimateBirthdayBash%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-6394739560810415689</id><published>2009-09-08T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T18:45:59.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just coz I look Malay that doesnt make me one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was this morning and as it is I was already in a dull mood as I had to go for formal meetings and enquiries as early as 8am in KL. Mind you, travelling by the KTM commuter only means I have to leave by 6.30am. So after the bloody enquiry &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which lasted till bout 2 and there were no refreshments served..dammit..!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I stopped at KL Sentral to grab a bite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As always in KL Sentral, apa lagi, McDonalds la the fastest and easiest food outlet to get ok tasting food. You cant go wrong with McDonalds now can you?? I ordered the normal cheepo McValue meal that is on promo for only RM7.95 and started to "melahap" on my food. Half way through I had a rude shock when someone came and hit me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;(ok am adding pepper and salt..tapped me rather roughly on my shoulder).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It was a bunch of 5 men holding a clip board and one of them &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;(I supposed he's the leader as he spoke for the lot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; spoke. Conversation was like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Rude man : Tolong ikut kami ke tepi dik. Nak cakap sikit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me : Kenapa pulak bang??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(He looked young so I called him abang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Rude man :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Bulan ramadhan ni kalau tak puasa pun tak payah la nak buat kat tempat public..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me : Bang, saya bukan Melayu la. Saya tak payah puasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Rude man : Alasan. Ikut kami please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me : Abang, bulan ramadhan ni, tak baik suruh perempuan yang duduk seorang seorang kat McD pergi layan 5 ornag lelaki kat tepi. Tak manis..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(now TAKE that BITCH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Rude man : Oh melawan eh?? Mak bapak tak ajar ke kat rumah?? IC mana?? IC, IC mana??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me : Encik, nak IC saya buat apa? Kalau la IC saya tunjuk saya ni bukan Islam macam mana?? Of all people that you guys can come and check on, why me? Yes I look Malay but does that mean I am one?? Why do you have to be so rude?? Ask me properly and I'll show you. Look around. There are more Malay looking people around who is pratically in their baju kurung and all so why not check on them first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Rude man : Suka hati kami nak buat apa. Hak kami..!! IC mana??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;(so I showed him my IC and I didnt forget to drop my press ID, facial expression changed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me : So, encik puas?? Done making the routine checks on random innocent people??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Rude man : Kami tak salah. Kalau mencurigakan kami check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me : Saya mencurigakan ke?? Anyways I am not angry just feel that you are all too jumpy and rude. Just so you know I might actually feel embarrassed by your doings. Not expecting people like you to apologise because no point. You'll do the same thing tomorrow to another person anyways.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;(I smiled)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;*suddenly the silence was broken when almost everyone in the McDonalds just stood up and clapped*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahh puas hati aku..!! Hahaha well its pretty stupid. Just cuz we're Malay looking doesnt make us one. Readers who are reading this please dont get me wrong. I have many Malay friends and I literally love everyone of them. My blog post is not intended to degrade anyone but am just expressing out an experience that I feel is really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;STOOOOPID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I mean we live in a country which is super multi-racial. Its only fair if everyone is treated with respect regardless the race and skin colour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well my dad always say that everything we do or learn basically comes from home so if we adults do not practice it how would our little ones follow?? Its not just about respecting one another but the fact we should learn to live with each other without prejudice and without analysing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*Selamat Berpuasa*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-6394739560810415689?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/6394739560810415689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=6394739560810415689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/6394739560810415689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/6394739560810415689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-coz-i-look-malay-that-doesnt-make.html' title='Just coz I look Malay that doesnt make me one'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-6526505086175626227</id><published>2009-09-02T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T04:17:38.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia's Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;If you're looking for an image that captures the conflict between fervent Islam and basic human decency, look no further than the Malaysian city of Shah Alam, about 15 miles west of Kuala Lumpur.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;On Friday, a group of about 50 men, agitated by plans to relocate a 150-year-old Hindu temple to their neighborhood, made their feelings clear by staging a protest march from a mosque to a government building. Amidst the usual cries of "Allahu Akbar" and "takbeer," the protesters deposited the freshly severed head of a cow--an animal sacred to Hindus--before the building's gate. The group's leaders made threatening speeches and, perhaps caught up in the spirit of the moment, hammed it up for the cameras, stepping and spitting on the cow's head. The police--who have been known to arrest people for such crimes as attending a candle light vigil or wearing black in support of the opposition--stood by and watched.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ironically, those scanning the globe for a Muslim-majority country that inspires neither dread nor despair often alight upon Malaysia. Until a few years ago, the Southeast Asian nation boasted the world's tallest building, the iconic 88-story Petronas Towers. Powered by electronics, palm oil and petroleum, Malaysia is the world's 20th-largest exporter, ahead of Sweden, Australia and India. Per capita income, about $14,000 in purchasing parity terms, is about the same as in Argentina. Apart from the obvious prosperity of downtown Kuala Lumpur, the casual visitor notices the comforting trappings of a British colonial past--a parliament, a judiciary, a professional police force. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;But most strikingly, Malaysia (along with next-door Indonesia) can claim something increasingly rare in the Muslim world: a large non-Muslim population. About four in 10 Malaysians are Buddhist, Christian, Hindu , Sikh or Confucian. (By contrast, Turkey, the poster-child for an Islam at peace with the 21st century, is 99.8% Muslim.) Recognizing the power of this statistic in our multicultural age, Tourism Malaysia promotes the country's allegedly harmonious blend of Malay, Chinese and Indian communities with an odd but nonetheless catchy slogan: Malaysia, Truly Asia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The reality, of course, is a lot less sunny. Unlike neighboring Singapore, which shares the same colonial past and ethnic mix--albeit with a Chinese rather than a Malay majority--Malaysia has rejected secularism in favor of a kind of ethnoreligious apartheid that belongs more in a medieval kingdom than in a modern democratic republic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;In Malaysia, Islam is the state religion. Higher education, the bureaucracy and vast swathes of the economy are operated as a kind of spoils system almost exclusively for Malays, whom the state defines as Muslim. Race and religion determine everything from your odds of getting into medical school to the amount you're expected to put down for an apartment. The conversion laws, based on sharia, bring to mind the Eagles' classic "Hotel California": You can check in (to Islam) any time you like, but you can never leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Over the past 30 years, encouraged by the government and influenced by the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; FONT-STYLE: normal; DISPLAY: inline; FONT-FAMILY: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; COLOR: #003399; FONT-SIZE: 14px; CURSOR: pointer; FONT-WEIGHT: 400; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://topics.forbes.com/Middle%20East" rel="nofollow" _old_href="http%3A%2F%2Ftopics.forbes.com%2FMiddle%2520East"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Middle East&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; Malaysia's growing prosperity has gone hand-in-hand with a heightened piety. But instead of making the country more humane, this has had the opposite effect. Friday's protest was part of a larger pattern. A 32-year-old Malaysian Muslim model, Kartika Sari Dewi Shukarno, faces a sharia-prescribed caning, suspended at the moment on account of Ramadan, for the crime of drinking a beer. Muslims have been barred from a Black Eyed Peas concert next month sponsored by Guinness. Two years ago, a Muslim-born woman, Lina Joy, failed in her famous eight-year quest to convert to Christianity to marry the man that she loved. (Interfaith marriages are forbidden.) In another high-profile case, Revathi Masoosai, a practicing Hindu, was forcibly separated from her husband and infant daughter and sent to a religious re-education camp after it was discovered that technically she had been born a Muslim.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Taken together, these cases illustrate two issues--both central to the debate about Islam and modernity--that Malaysia is struggling to come to terms with. Can a Muslim majority live with a non-Muslim minority as equals, or must the former be explicitly dominant--in law as well as in day-to-day life? And can Muslims reconcile piety with a culture where the rights of the individual (say, to order a beer) are given precedence over communal beliefs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;To be sure, not all Malays, perhaps not even a majority of the sharia-minded, approve of the acts of boorishness committed in the name of their faith. Prime Minister Najib Tun Razak has ordered police to take action against the Shah Alam protesters, and members of parliament have cut across racial and party lines to condemn the incident. The English-language Malaysian blogosphere is alight with outrage, much of it Muslim. Nor are questions about secularism and individual rights absent in non-Muslim societies. In recent years, thuggish Hindu groups have developed a penchant for roughing up women in bars and castigating young couples for the high crime of celebrating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; FONT-STYLE: normal; DISPLAY: inline; FONT-FAMILY: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; COLOR: #003399; FONT-SIZE: 14px; CURSOR: pointer; FONT-WEIGHT: 400; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://topics.forbes.com/Valentine%27s%20Day" rel="nofollow" _old_href="http%3A%2F%2Ftopics.forbes.com%2FValentine%2527s%2520Day"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;. America has yet to come to terms with a woman's right to an abortion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Nonetheless, only in Muslim-majority lands are religious bigots given such broad leeway by their secular co-religionists. An Indian feminist is apt to laugh in the face of a pious Hindu who tells her that gender relations need to be ordered by the ancient laws of Manu. In America, the so-called new atheists--most prominently Sam Harris, Christopher Hitchens and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; FONT-STYLE: normal; DISPLAY: inline; FONT-FAMILY: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; COLOR: #003399; FONT-SIZE: 14px; CURSOR: pointer; FONT-WEIGHT: 400; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://topics.forbes.com/Richard%20Dawkins" rel="nofollow" _old_href="http%3A%2F%2Ftopics.forbes.com%2FRichard%2520Dawkins"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Richard Dawkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;--don't need to think twice about ridiculing religious beliefs or savaging the most powerful priest or pastor. But in Malaysia, as elsewhere, secular liberals tend to tip-toe around Muslim religious sensibilities. They wield the word "un-Islamic" as an insult rather than as a compliment. Unless this changes, unless Malaysians can find a way to treat Islam like any other set of ideas, scenes like those in Shah Alam on Friday aren't about to disappear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS : I didnt write this.."someone" else did..=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-6526505086175626227?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/6526505086175626227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=6526505086175626227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/6526505086175626227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/6526505086175626227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/09/malaysias-truth.html' title='Malaysia&apos;s Truth'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-4802612548503710962</id><published>2009-08-31T14:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T15:07:38.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Education in tanah airku, Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Spt19RhaqjI/AAAAAAAAAX8/aDTt2NCo3Yc/s1600-h/n_30juana%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376020275732851250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Spt19RhaqjI/AAAAAAAAAX8/aDTt2NCo3Yc/s320/n_30juana%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;photo curtesy form The Star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello again, so it Merdeka today. Did any of you woke up to a different morning feel? Ok not talking about the eve party that caused you hangover and all. Lol. Well I woke up to a pretty disappointing news in the local newspapers. Only yesterday we spoke about 1Malaysia all over the live telecast and on the radio stations &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(even in my blog).&lt;/span&gt; Our politicians claimed that having good education is what made us who we are today. So lets be proud of being a Malaysian!!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;SO NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WTF man..!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;How can anyone deny anyone to the right of having education??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Its so stupid to wake up and get news like that. This morning news were posted that a seventeen year old girl, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Juana Johnson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;has been literally kicked out of school&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BECAUSE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;her parents are not registered as Malaysians&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;SO WHAT??&lt;/strong&gt; Does it make a difference if her parents were Malaysian or not?? Juana Johnson is most certainly Malaysian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. Minister of Education of Malaysia, sorry to say is a &lt;strong&gt;DOOFBAG&lt;/strong&gt; himself&lt;/em&gt;. I might get arrested for sedition but I dont fucking care. Its pretty obvious isnt it that Juana was born in Malaysia and has been a malaysian all her life. Why deny her to education now when the bloody Jabatan Pendidikan allowed her to sit for her UPSR and PMR exams??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are the ministry or education trying to do?? Applying for cheap publicity?? What happens now? Why make a mockery out of their department?? Its moments and issues like this that makes me embarrassed of the country I am from. Why cant the government of Malaysia be more like the Americans or the British or why go so far we should be more like the Indonesians for this when it comes to education. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(I dont wanna bring anything else up)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What I mean is that in countries such as I mention above, the moment a child reaches a certain age, it doesnt matter whether he/she is from that country origin or not, the child is given education and a proper not some &lt;em&gt;paria&lt;/em&gt; ones mind you. Thats the most important thing for an individual at that point of their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So today we claimed we have 52 years of independence. We live in harmony. Its actually 52 years of learning how to eat each other up as most of we malaysians are saddist. We feed on other people's misery. It becomes a laughing stock when we see the downfall of another being. Why is this so? Because we were brought up that way. Our forefathers started it, grandfathers practiced it, our fathers showed it to us and now here we are, doing the same thing all over again. 52 years of utter hypocracy and thats 1Malaysia for you. 1Malaysia which trully is the only &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ONE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;country or shall I say,&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; country govern by people who denies other people their rights to anything. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Happy Merdeka&lt;/span&gt;..!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Malaysia BOLEH&lt;/span&gt;..!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*for the complete write up on Juana Johnson and her plight, look this up  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/8/31/nation/4622375&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/8/31/nation/4622375&amp;amp;sec=nation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-4802612548503710962?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/4802612548503710962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=4802612548503710962&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/4802612548503710962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/4802612548503710962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/08/education-in-tanah-airku-malaysia.html' title='Education in tanah airku, Malaysia'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Spt19RhaqjI/AAAAAAAAAX8/aDTt2NCo3Yc/s72-c/n_30juana%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-8561098144070178379</id><published>2009-08-30T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:10:48.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1Malaysia? What's that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 1MALAYSIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375773124017999474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpqVLJovTnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/a-jmSAMV2XM/s320/1malaysia-concept%5B1%5D.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last week a couple of my friends and I ended up hanging out in a big playground cum park somewhere in Bangsar. After sometime of hanging out and taking nonsense, some new guy we just met at the park came up with the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1Malaysia&lt;/span&gt; concept. Well that dude was obviously drunk and was getting to my nerves. From the way a certain people speak or carry themselves we can know what they are actually implying or trying to say. This one was trying to show that he's too smart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;However that night, by being &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;mr-know-it--all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, that dude made the biggest mistake by asking me what I think bout the concept and before I can even finish he cut me through. Thats a big no no man. So what do I think of &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;? Hmm interesting. I think its utter &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bullshit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! A bunch of hypocrites trying to instill patriotism in an already dying &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"semangat merdeka"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; community?? A political figure trying to save his own ass by bringing up what his father introduced half a century ago and claiming its all his idea??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you were to ask me, I'll say &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1Malaysia&lt;/span&gt; was what malaysians were exactly 52 years ago. Right before independence. Where the malays, chinese and indians live as one. Living in the village as a whole eco-system of their own. It never really was a dog eat dog world. Everyone were what you called family these day. Sincerity in lending a helping hand not wanting anything in return.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merdeka spirit. Hahaha its like a laughing matter now. Youngsters use the excuse of wanting to celebrate independence day to go out partying. Do they even know what independence day mean?? Drive down to Sunway Pyramid tonight and take a walk down the road where all the clubs are. As it strikes midnight, you can hear all the spinning djs immediately doing countdowns, playing "Tanggal 31" and shit. Everyone will be just so drunk that mostly what you gonna hear are those african american students or any other forreigners for that matter shouting out "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERDEKA MERDEKA&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; MERDEKA&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please la people, stop making us look like fools whenever independence day nears by. Stop commercialising and ,making it turn into another one of those money making mumbo jumbo day. I myself for one do not appreciate Merdeka as I feel there is no use. In order to achive independence there must be unity. As years goes by unity in the people of our nation are suppose to be growing stronger but look at us??&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Cant even have a concert without stepping on each other's toes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who are we kidding when we say we are united as one?? We were once united but that wall of unity is going down the drain. Lets thank our every giving politician for that. Politicians who are always the first to give in a helping hand whenever citizens of other countries get into trouble, also who are the same politicians who fail to see that problems in our own nation that are going on everyday. My dad always told me, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;clean your own shit first before you can comment on others' toilet bowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;". I guess these public figures never met my dad. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So back to the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1Malaysia&lt;/span&gt; concept. Do you think its worth talking about since we already know the outcome? You tell me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The dude at the park who brought this up had nothing to say as he quickly changed the topic to how to roll a proper joint, the right amount and the length. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FARK&lt;/span&gt; him..!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So people &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1Malaysia&lt;/span&gt; is just another vision that existed 50 years ago and has died as time creeped by. Lets thank our beloved minister who has brought it up thinking people wouldnt realise that it was not really his idea. Gosh and people say so much about plagarism. Happy Merdeka everyone. For those of you who have lied to your parents saying that you're trully out to celebrate independence day, THUMBS UP..!! Just know that your parents are not that dumb..!! Again drive safely on your way back home as policemen with the semangat kemerdekaan, who are ever so concern bout the citizens of Malaysia are all scheming on how to make money out of you guys tonight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375773130193973090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpqVLgpNL2I/AAAAAAAAAXs/kq6Mi4CXgl8/s320/kids%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kids who are yet to know how fucked-up life is gonna be..!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY MERDEKA...!!! 52 YEARS OF HYPOCRACY...!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;*TWO THUBMS UP*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-8561098144070178379?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/8561098144070178379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=8561098144070178379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/8561098144070178379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/8561098144070178379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/08/1malaysia-whats-that.html' title='1Malaysia? What&apos;s that?'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpqVLJovTnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/a-jmSAMV2XM/s72-c/1malaysia-concept%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-1146934202564723219</id><published>2009-08-26T19:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:34:07.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ray Cheong can WRITE wei..!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was 7pm and I was woken up from sleep as I felt guilty that I haven finished up the schedule for talent's upcoming gigs..so..I came online..and this is what happened..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Meet my talent, Ray Cheong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpUmB-giu-I/AAAAAAAAAV0/bMDY4aGbRKU/s1600-h/Photo+813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374243545737772002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpUmB-giu-I/AAAAAAAAAV0/bMDY4aGbRKU/s320/Photo+813.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meet me, the feeling guilty manager, Sharm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374243535688091618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpUmBZEgx-I/AAAAAAAAAVs/EuJJcecqcwU/s320/Snapshot_20090826_1.jpg" /&gt;So I am sitting here facebooking and told myself am too lazy to blog then I get an IM from Ray..started off like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-Ray- says: I just wrote everyone a message in facbeook :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[SHARM] says : yea i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*actually I didnt know but I was just layaning him*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Ray- says: so fast ??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Ray- says: i just clicked send less then a minute&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[SHARM] says: eh nola, sorry&lt;br /&gt;[SHARM] says: was talking to someone else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;*had to cover cuz if no kantoi la*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[SHARM] says: ray&lt;br /&gt;[SHARM] says:wtf&lt;br /&gt;[SHARM] says:u wanna start blogging like john mayer?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;*i was just messing with him at this point of time*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ray- says: y?&lt;br /&gt;-Ray- says: just writing&lt;br /&gt;-Ray- says: stoned!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Ray- says: and on a chilled evening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[SHARM] says:&lt;br /&gt;its good&lt;br /&gt;[SHARM] says: can i feature it into my blog?&lt;br /&gt;[SHARM] says: i'll credit u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*was being sarcastic as i was busy doing his schedule*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-Ray- says: can lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[SHARM] says: yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ray- says: my writing is good?lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[SHARM] says: i love u&lt;br /&gt;[SHARM] says: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;[SHARM] says : yes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;*i actually haven read his message to everyone yet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-Ray- says: WAh coming from u its madness!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[SHARM] says: cibai damn good&lt;br /&gt;[SHARM] says: u fucker stoned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-Ray- says:lol..u should get stoned and write..lol&lt;br /&gt;-Ray- says: if i can do that, u can do 100000 times more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;*him getting all deep and shit*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[SHARM] says: nah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*okay okay here comes the funny part which is soooo Ray when he's gone..!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-Ray- says: omg, i did write damn well huh..!!?? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[SHARM] says: yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-Ray- says: like a blogger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[SHARM] says: i was actually writing something bout the music industry then i haven finish so didnt post up..sounds so bitter..!!&lt;br /&gt;[SHARM] says: ray am so proud of u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-Ray- says:I'm bitter too, but have lots of sarcasm in ur bitterness, u'll see a glint of very subtle but loud relatable happiness in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;*as you can see here my statements are totally ignored*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[SHARM] says: wow,u sound so smart..&lt;br /&gt;[SHARM] says: who r u..where's ray??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-Ray- says: Ray cibai..lol..please go back and take some stuff so today ur mind should be much clearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;*again he choose to ignore my earlier statements*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[SHARM] says: eh eh ur ad is on channel 108 NOW..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;*to distract him this was told*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*i didnt hear from him for 5 minutes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;------I shall not go more further into our conversation anymore------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok during his 5 minutes of shutting up I manage to read his &lt;em&gt;"message to everyone"..&lt;/em&gt;I must say he can write &lt;strong&gt;IF&lt;/strong&gt; he wants to..!! This is what it was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;When you have the opportunity to wake up at 5pm on a Wednesday evening not knowing what to do next, you'll probably hop on your favorite couch to Facebook again.At that one corner of your mind you have "Dude you're on the loose, the people are gonna come get you because you're not doing anything like everyone else is, duuuudddeeee stop!". You must beware of mind-clogging head-spam,When the truth is just a wild imagination;Right after fitting yourself in between the lines,You'll know the melody to rejuvenation.Yes I'm working right now and my job is to wait till I get on stage again. While waiting, I plot the core ideas and wait. While I wait the second "wait", I WRITE songs. Usual time of music orgasm, 4am.My friends and fans, do you have thoughts that you want to fit into a song? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;P/S: Power of the internet"(Loud low voice/more like a non-robotic Darth Vader)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Regards and Lots of love and thanks and cookies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;-Ray Cheong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that said and done, I seriously feel he can write ok..!! Haha and I am proud of him..He makes my day LOL..!!! ROFL LMFAO..!!! I think I should stop now or else am gonna get fired as manager..!!! I adore you Ray..honest &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*puss in boots eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-1146934202564723219?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/1146934202564723219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=1146934202564723219&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/1146934202564723219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/1146934202564723219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-was-7pm-and-i-was-woken-up-from.html' title='Ray Cheong can WRITE wei..!!!!'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpUmB-giu-I/AAAAAAAAAV0/bMDY4aGbRKU/s72-c/Photo+813.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-4005806743624502742</id><published>2009-08-23T14:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T09:26:37.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nebula ft. Ray Cheong @ The Ultimate Music Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the August 18th 2009, Sunway University College hosted The Ultimate Music Bash (more of a talent time thingy) and guess what? My talent, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ray Cheong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was in it. Helping out his friend's band, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nebula.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ray before the big night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373043132101602386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpDiQtPErFI/AAAAAAAAAVk/r9990TXaVHk/s320/1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Night starteed off with wonderful performances and throughout the night it was pretty awesome. From saxaphonist, to beat-boxers, to amazing dancers and beautiful singers. What else can you ask for. Nothing that night was bad. But, not to be bias or anything the climax of the whole event reach the top the moment &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;NEBULA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came out to perform. Crowd went crazy..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Before I blab even more, here are pictures of them..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ray on the roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpDiQNE1JTI/AAAAAAAAAVc/zxHyboHwgrE/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373043123468707122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpDiQNE1JTI/AAAAAAAAAVc/zxHyboHwgrE/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpDiPy--zYI/AAAAAAAAAVU/HC5rMF-Qf3E/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373043116464852354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpDiPy--zYI/AAAAAAAAAVU/HC5rMF-Qf3E/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; Mr. Ray Cheong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpDiPkyNThI/AAAAAAAAAVM/5H4HL3TMAcc/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373043112653180434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpDiPkyNThI/AAAAAAAAAVM/5H4HL3TMAcc/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The Band, NEBULA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpDiPJ1OM_I/AAAAAAAAAVE/ZSGX89sWtoc/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373043105418064882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpDiPJ1OM_I/AAAAAAAAAVE/ZSGX89sWtoc/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Ray Cheong and Guitarist, Noel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373042773780922274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpDh72Yw_6I/AAAAAAAAAU0/n5daINVO24M/s320/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Drummer Jon and Bassist Ikram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373042764578275234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpDh7UGrv6I/AAAAAAAAAUs/3-S0oHKI0TA/s320/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and the winners are.........&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NEBULA&lt;/span&gt;....!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;The BIG winners of the night, NEBULA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373042756847157586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpDh63TcQVI/AAAAAAAAAUk/4n_bNiEaE_Y/s320/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;performing again with saxaphonist, Brien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373042782285098658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpDh8WEUbqI/AAAAAAAAAU8/uxspPv0QzG0/s320/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Saxaphonist, Brien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpDh6lnHClI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tKXTl-myBQg/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373042752097815122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpDh6lnHClI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tKXTl-myBQg/s320/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Night ended with everyone being happy and dancing away to music. Was an awesome night with awesome people. Could have asked for more. As for Nebula, congrats to them. They deserved every bit of it. Kudos..!! As for my man, Ray, you made me a very happy manager. I cannot be more proud than I am now. You just made my night. You made me tear, that shows that I felt your music and it touched my heart. Pretty sure everyone else felt the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*me so very the happy*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*XOXOXOXO*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-4005806743624502742?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/4005806743624502742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=4005806743624502742&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/4005806743624502742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/4005806743624502742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/08/nebula-ft-ray-cheong-ultimate-music.html' title='Nebula ft. Ray Cheong @ The Ultimate Music Bash'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SpDiQtPErFI/AAAAAAAAAVk/r9990TXaVHk/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-440637873926478048</id><published>2009-08-23T13:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T14:54:41.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just that day again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I woke up this morning feeling very happy. Probably its the good peaceful sleep I had last night. Then as the day pass I started thinking of him. If he was still around it would be 3 years and 9 months. Time sure pass quickly. I know I am happy and not wallowing but somehow I want him with me right now. Just need that safe feeling in me again. To know that everything's gonna be fine. Oh baby, I love you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Honestly I wonder why did you have to leave so fast. Would it had make any difference if you went to the hospital earlier? All that time you used to talk to me till I slept off. If only you weren't so tired maybe you would have gone to the hospital a day earlier and who knows maybe that ONE day would have lead to a different ending. Well its all "what if" now. I miss you dearly. Holidays that we have spent together. Lame jokes we shared and all those stupid arguements we have had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It may not make a difference on what I say but I just wanna say it out loud that I am so happy and proud to say that I have had you in my life and am so grateful for that. I wouldnt even dream of exchanging any of our memories for all the treasures in the world. You thought how to love and how to accept myself for who I am. You made me realise that I deserve to be loved. You made me feel like I am on top of the world all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Well its all just memories now, memories that I'll cherish in me all the time. I had the chance to love and be loved by the sweetest person ever. I love you. Wherever you may be, know that I am down here thinking of you and also pulling through each day I am down by the thought of you in my mind. Rest well my love. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--just a random post for my loved one--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-440637873926478048?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/440637873926478048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=440637873926478048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/440637873926478048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/440637873926478048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-that-kinda-day-again.html' title='Just that day again'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-1505769308337419461</id><published>2009-08-19T02:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T14:02:41.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCKING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dont understand what kinda &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCKING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;problem some people have..!! If you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCKING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have something to say, say it to my face..!! How dare you judge me when you dont even know me?? Moreover you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCKING&lt;/span&gt; NEVER MET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me..!! You came to me not me to you..its my form of expression and you&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;MOTHER-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCKING&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CIBAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; grow the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCKING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hell up?? Never your momma ever told you never to carry tales?? Didnt you learn in school Pendidikan Moral? Or even in college as a LAN subject??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its time to&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GROW UP &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BITCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;BASTARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for that matter. You &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCKING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; call me fake??? If you have lost what you claimed to have lost, you'd know that its NO way to kid this way..So who's fake?? You tell me..!! If you bloody have the BALLS to talk, come and say it to my face..!! If you dare say that its not true, get yourself proof..!! My past deserves more respect than the story of you and your sadness. I am "helping" you to move on??&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;BULLSHIT&lt;/span&gt;..!!&lt;/strong&gt;You have nothing to move on from cuz you know why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CUZ YOU'RE THE FUCKING FAKE..!! YES YOU..!! YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHO YOU ARE AS YOU HOGG MY BLOG SO OFTEN..!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ever heard of IP Addresses?? Well I may be a comp idiot but I sure know how to read my updates..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;TAKE THAT YOU BITCH..!!! GROW THE FUCKING HELL UP..!! AM FUCKING DISAPPOINTED I EVER CAME TO KNOW SOMEONE LIKE YOU..YOU DUN HAVE TO FUCKING BELIEVE EVERYTHING YOU SEE OR READ BUT FUCKING RESPECT THE DEAD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My late boyfriend was my everything and I dun need you to pop out of&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nowhere and comment about my past, my life, my writings or whatever that is about me whatsoever..!! If I ever see you again, you better stay away or walk the opposite direction as I WILL DEFINATELY take my shoes off and shove it up your &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOTHER-FUCKING-OH-I-THINK-I-AM-SO-GOD-DAMN-PRETTY-FACE..!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Thats goes for you too &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PUKIMAK-I-LIKE-TO-SPREAD-RUMOURS-EVENTHOUGH-I-DONT-KNOW-THE-PERSON-CUZ-I-CHOOSE-TO-HEAR-ONE-SIDE-OF-THE-STORY-FACE..!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sorry guys for venting out..am usually not that vulgar..this particular post is meant for 6 very special mother fuckers that will never be on my mailing or friends list ever again..grow the fucking hell up and stop judging people. People have feelings..do know not to mess with everyone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as I may be patient but I have my limits..!! So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCREW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you all. And&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE..!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dun bother creoosing path with me..!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the hell outta my life..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps : I LOVE and CHERISH my family and friends dearly..so if u have a prob with me come look me in the eye and question me..dun go snooping behind my back..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-1505769308337419461?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/1505769308337419461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=1505769308337419461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/1505769308337419461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/1505769308337419461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/08/wtf.html' title='WTF..!!'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-7754274047972390459</id><published>2009-08-14T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T18:56:48.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAMMING..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SoVC0LGg-wI/AAAAAAAAAUU/0QBfmnEWss4/s1600-h/n56268939596_1533939_6560840%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 159px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369771594809932546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SoVC0LGg-wI/AAAAAAAAAUU/0QBfmnEWss4/s320/n56268939596_1533939_6560840%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;OMG OMG OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I knew that Ray's band was good just didnt expect them to be that good..!! I tagged along as manager for the first time yesterday..and GOSH am proud of the trio..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ray Cheong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ashwin Gobinath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zaim Zaidee&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;We went to the same jamming studio and guess what was the first thing Ray said when he came down from the studio?? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eh eh Ella up stairs wei..!! Ella, you know Ella?? She damn hot wei!! Ahahahahahahha fucker..!!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Well yea we were jamming in the same place and she seems like a really nice person. Sounds at the studio was actually quite bad and its amazing &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; guys made it sound so good..!! &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zaim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was the man..!! Hahaha he played everything so well..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I think am in love with his hands..!! Hahahah goofing around as his drums sounded the worst..and as for &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; aka &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ay-gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; aka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;onkey boy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;..its impossible&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;not to fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;for his sense of music..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;All I can say is am so proud of them..there is so much potential in each and everyone of them and yet there is still room for improvement. As manager, I am so happy I am with them..check them out in &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/stingeray"&gt;www.youtube.com/stingeray&lt;/a&gt; under Ray Ash Trio..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;=) =) =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-7754274047972390459?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/7754274047972390459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=7754274047972390459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/7754274047972390459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/7754274047972390459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/08/jamming.html' title='JAMMING..!!'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SoVC0LGg-wI/AAAAAAAAAUU/0QBfmnEWss4/s72-c/n56268939596_1533939_6560840%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-2296626953777214701</id><published>2009-08-14T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T18:25:12.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its that time again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369760203313517106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SoU4dGeIEjI/AAAAAAAAAUE/t_gBx5GeB2c/s320/sharm+n+kyne....JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well it seems like only yesterday I was waiting for him to arrive at the airport..was in daze at that point of time..so super happy and high to see him again..only to have my hopes dashed when all he came back for was to only leave me for good this time around. That was the anger in me at that point of time. Its been a year now. I dont hate him that much anymore as at least he gave me the chance to spend his last moments in this world together. I love you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Carlson Kyne Joseph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I love every single bit of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Dear Baby, 11th of August 2009, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;its your birthday again..although you are no longer around, I just wanna say what I wanna say. First things first, I wanna say I love you. I love you today even more than I did yesterday...ssssooo cheesey, I KNOW..Hahaha but it has always been that way isnt it? Hope you're doing fine wherever you are..I miss you everyday and I secretly hope all this is just a dream and I am just so tired that it took me so long to wake up. You meant everything to me and you still mean the world to me. The happiness you brought me can never be described or put into words no matter hard how I try. Just know that I am still pist that you had to leave me but somehow I love you..so Happy Birthday Baby, I'll love you always...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;--Sharm--"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I guess I am kinda moving on, doing my own thing and hoping that everyday would just pass by without any hassel. Thanks for the notes. Its helping but sometings kan its quite emo-ing. Haha I love you baby. I called your UK number just so I could hear your voice again. Listened to it for like 30 times. It felt so surreal cuz a part of me wanted to believe that it really was you talking but then I had to just pull myself away from the phone and tell myself its all not what it seems..Baby,be good wherever you are..remember that I love you..Happy Birthday..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ps : its his birthday but I received a present..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369760212106471426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SoU4dnOh6AI/AAAAAAAAAUM/MdKEDfQckQQ/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I Love You, Carlson Kyne Joseph...xoxoxoxoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-2296626953777214701?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/2296626953777214701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=2296626953777214701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/2296626953777214701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/2296626953777214701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-that-time-again.html' title='Its that time again'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SoU4dGeIEjI/AAAAAAAAAUE/t_gBx5GeB2c/s72-c/sharm+n+kyne....JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-3962571299683687318</id><published>2009-08-02T00:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:36:38.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ray Cheong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey people..like I have stated in my previous post, am sorry am not able to blog as much as I used to because I have a very tight schedule..*hahaha as if*...LOL well yea thats the truth and here's one of the reason why..I am officially managing Ray Cheong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365028982528905010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SnRpbzlPjzI/AAAAAAAAAT4/AZrS_ah4Zqc/s320/4862_114184978979_692458979_2831522_5368911_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What I can say about Ray is that he's a real good friend and a talented person and I never even thought of ever being his manager but after some brain storming session we realised that in order to achieve our personal goals we needed each other. I have what he needs and he has exactly what I want so together we'll just work something out that benefits both parties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365028981409908482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SnRpbvadBwI/AAAAAAAAATw/ikjZGeKUByU/s320/4862_114184908979_692458979_2831509_8062816_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Managing comes along with alot of patience and hardwork. Therefore there is no time to goof around if we want things to get going inthe right way..Well enough bout this managing thing...Lets just head off about my talent that I am managing, Ray Cheong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365028971218464578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SnRpbJcn70I/AAAAAAAAATg/Q1uTik7MARE/s320/Lepaq+Coat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365028966208810450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SnRpa2yOrdI/AAAAAAAAATY/1uX6tD4dyec/s320/Show+Off.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So people, at the moment Ray and I have come up with a fan base facebook group. Do check him out at &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=110775738362"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=110775738362&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ray also has a youtube link and it can be viewed at &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/stingeray"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.youtube.com/stingeray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ray Cheong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365028974685624258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SnRpbWXQl8I/AAAAAAAAATo/8XkOdMsSEKQ/s320/Half+Guitar+Face.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ray Cheong has a voice as true as a bell, as oddly world-weary as a Charlie Chaplin smile, as broken as a heart. The world if we read the rave reviews on this fast emerging singer-songwriter, will fall in love with this unmistakable voice soon enough. Although his "soulful ways" are constantly being associated with big names like John Mayer and Ben Harper of the United States, Ray begs to differ as he feels that he portrays music in a whole different way.Being inspired to sing and to be musically inclined since small, this young lad from an island called Penang in Malaysia have performed on numerous stages which makes him anything but a stranger in the music scene. Ray started cultivating music in him not only due to passion but because he feels that music is the purest and most sincere form of expression.Having been so experienced and skillful there was no sign of hesitance for Ray to just pick up his guitar and do a number or two of his originals at any one point of time.Ray's passion in singing and compositions has indeed brought him to discover his very own powerful vocals to sync with his guitar technics&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To everyone that has been supportive towards Ray and I, we'd like to thank each and everyone of you and we'll ertainly update you on out upcoming gigs and events..till then..THANKS..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*smiles* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-3962571299683687318?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/3962571299683687318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=3962571299683687318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/3962571299683687318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/3962571299683687318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/08/ray-cheong.html' title='Ray Cheong'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SnRpbzlPjzI/AAAAAAAAAT4/AZrS_ah4Zqc/s72-c/4862_114184978979_692458979_2831522_5368911_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-7514508432614055158</id><published>2009-08-01T23:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:05:55.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U-PHORIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SnRmJAYqrdI/AAAAAAAAATQ/BOQlHqdFgks/s1600-h/uphoria-130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365025361013419474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SnRmJAYqrdI/AAAAAAAAATQ/BOQlHqdFgks/s320/uphoria-130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So it was the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1st of August 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the much awaited day arrived..!! Its the launch of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;New Straits Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; youth WAP portal that we're been working on for the pass few months.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;U-PHORIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; embodies the spirits of &lt;strong&gt;"young 1Malaysia"&lt;/strong&gt;, and provides a platform for all youngsters (under the age of 30) to interact, contribute and exchange infomations also not to forget to air opinions on a host of different topics that are relevant and pretinent to their daily lives. This site is run by a group of young talented and motivated youth, selected under the New Straits Times youth developement programme, as mobile journalist or more widely known as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MoJos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here, youth unite as one to bring you the latest on cool chill out places, their take on good food/books/and movies, and what they think of event and happenings that take place in our nation and in our community.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its news at your fingertips! So catch it at&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://u-phoria.nst.com.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://u-phoria.nst.com.my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without further or do, here you go..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;PICTURES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The MoJos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365022491013559970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SnRjh8zYNqI/AAAAAAAAATA/9Iy0_gMzK7w/s320/5655_105137629789_659509789_2226262_5308304_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365022472379111058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SnRjg3YlFpI/AAAAAAAAASo/3YOxFARhH5U/s320/5655_105134114789_659509789_2226111_726756_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365021848712707154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SnRi8kC6_FI/AAAAAAAAASg/NJ_v5phipZ0/s320/5655_105120454789_659509789_2225955_7198585_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Mentor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365022484599737938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SnRjhk6NDlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/XnPsPsA402E/s320/5655_105137624789_659509789_2226261_6518856_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Performance by Ray Cheong and Ash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365022476143981346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SnRjhFaMcyI/AAAAAAAAASw/_uD1plxgDCs/s320/5655_105137619789_659509789_2226260_462455_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The happy family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365022493874620066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SnRjiHdghqI/AAAAAAAAATI/38SdyyzRF_s/s320/5655_105137634789_659509789_2226263_4477583_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365021845007281810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SnRi8WPerpI/AAAAAAAAASQ/d6dx58X-qIY/s320/5655_105114494789_659509789_2225917_1999973_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365021835872455746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SnRi70NkTEI/AAAAAAAAASI/8vBB1bQAhMM/s320/5655_105114489789_659509789_2225916_6546052_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365021836681361218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SnRi73ObN0I/AAAAAAAAASA/0cgaBfdCcwQ/s320/5655_105114504789_659509789_2225919_6387474_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://u-phoria.nst.com.my/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://u-phoria.nst.com.my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365021844869264850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SnRi8VuktdI/AAAAAAAAASY/YZcUZtjT6cU/s320/5655_105115729789_659509789_2225929_3171434_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So everyone out there do check out WAP portal out..!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A heartwhole of thanks to the whole &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MoJo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; team and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people for making this happen..even to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ray and Ash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, thanks guys..performance was great..!!! Each and everyone of you made this happen..!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ps: Cant wait to be on the front page of the Sunday Times (02/08/09)..woohooo..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-7514508432614055158?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/7514508432614055158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=7514508432614055158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/7514508432614055158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/7514508432614055158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/08/u-phoria.html' title='U-PHORIA'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SnRmJAYqrdI/AAAAAAAAATQ/BOQlHqdFgks/s72-c/uphoria-130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-7442853712043157870</id><published>2009-08-01T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T23:32:37.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hey guys sorry for making my blog a bore as I havent been able to update my blog as I have been...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Qurantined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...ppfftt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been having alot or articles and write ups to do for my mags and for my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;WAP portal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Busy preparing for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;New Straits Times Youth Wap Porta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; launch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Spending time with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ray Cheong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Getting so musically inclined...thanks to Ray..*smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Doing reviews&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Learning the art of getting &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;STONED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..!!! Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So on and so forth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well now am back for good..hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and am starting right away...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-7442853712043157870?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/7442853712043157870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=7442853712043157870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/7442853712043157870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/7442853712043157870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/08/updates.html' title='Updates..!!'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-3906436347010372689</id><published>2009-07-12T12:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:09:38.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarantined...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sllv8QBAxMI/AAAAAAAAAR4/7EcNd3U-qXI/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090602_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357436312615961794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sllv8QBAxMI/AAAAAAAAAR4/7EcNd3U-qXI/s320/Snapshot_20090602_9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! I have flu, fever, headache, nausea, back and joint aches, loss in appitite..ahhh noooo am dying..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BABI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Urbanscapes..!! Now I have to go for blood test AGAIN..so apa mau buat go la..n guess wat? Am &lt;strong&gt;QUARANTINED&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;SWINE FLU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..!! I never knew there was a difference between having swine flu and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H1N1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..apparently you dont die from swine flu *ffffooohhh relieve*..If u have contracted swine flu it takes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;76&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hours for it to mutate into &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H1N1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and thats when it becomes deadly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haih..habis la for 1 week, 7 days, 168 hours.. &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'LL BE STUCK AT HOME..!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*sniff*&lt;/span&gt; -_______________- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*snift*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-3906436347010372689?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/3906436347010372689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=3906436347010372689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/3906436347010372689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/3906436347010372689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/07/quarantined.html' title='Quarantined...!!!'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sllv8QBAxMI/AAAAAAAAAR4/7EcNd3U-qXI/s72-c/Snapshot_20090602_9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-8298851929872747160</id><published>2009-07-09T18:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:17:57.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulau Ketam Dogs Rescue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356415858757988578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SlXP2BKJ8OI/AAAAAAAAARY/H87mdKrxuxw/s320/3521043101_67628bf9b2%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt; Pulau Ketam is like any other ordinary fishing village in Malaysia. However there is not a single stray to be found in its back lanes or road. The villagers of Pulau Ketam have been rounding up all dogs in the island and shipping them off to a nearby deserted mangrove swamp. This poisonous snake infested swamp is a death trap for any of its passer-by. There are a group of people, namely SPCA Selangor and The Furry Friends Farm are doing all they can to rescue these poor dogs. Their trips to the swamp showed that the dogs are frailed looking, thin and very sick.There were even dogs eating out the carcus of other dead dogs. It was a pityful sight. Thus far,almost &lt;strong&gt;80&lt;/strong&gt; dogs have been saved and another &lt;strong&gt;300&lt;/strong&gt; more are waiting to be rescued. The rescued canines will be nurtured to health and given new homes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Help now! Spread the word via Twitter, Facebook, your blog, any forums you use etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.furryfriendsfarm.org/"&gt;http://www.furryfriendsfarm.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Furry Friends Farm&lt;/strong&gt; CIMB 1457-000-1182-05-6 (Current Account)&lt;br /&gt;For online interbank transfer, if it prompts for Recipient ID/Business Reg: Just type in 5766&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;PLEASE do not send funds to ANY 3rd parties whoever they claim to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you have made a donation via ANY form, please send the receipt details to Sabrina at &lt;a href="mailto:yeapwen@yahoo.com"&gt;yeapwen@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone can make a difference, even if it means only saving one dog, its doesnt matter..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; made a difference..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a dead stray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356415879594936546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SlXP3OyEiOI/AAAAAAAAARw/R8FEOzRdYMs/s320/square_puppy_1_resized_bordered%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;frail looking dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356415873432532818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SlXP2301t1I/AAAAAAAAARo/Fx_wlBv4pZA/s320/pulauketamdog_2%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the rescued canines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356415868871974242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SlXP2m1hHWI/AAAAAAAAARg/3CzLjnXNFGw/s320/m_08dogs%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*pictures courtesy from the web*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;lets do our part for these animals..they deserve to live too..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-8298851929872747160?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/8298851929872747160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=8298851929872747160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/8298851929872747160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/8298851929872747160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/07/pulau-ketam-dogs-rescue.html' title='Pulau Ketam Dogs Rescue'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SlXP2BKJ8OI/AAAAAAAAARY/H87mdKrxuxw/s72-c/3521043101_67628bf9b2%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-6380896354861447831</id><published>2009-06-30T23:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:15:46.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H1N1 ALERT...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATTENTION TO THOSE WHO ATTENDED &lt;em&gt;URBANSCAPES&lt;/em&gt; AND BEEN &lt;em&gt;PARTYING&lt;/em&gt; ALOT LATELY..!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please head out to the nearest hospitals around you and take the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H1N1 &lt;/span&gt;screening test. Take the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHOT&lt;/span&gt; ASAP&lt;/em&gt;..!! According to reliable sources, there has been 36 &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H1N1&lt;/span&gt; cases recorded from those who attended Urbanscapes..!! This is neither a joke nor a prank..Also to those who have been partying hard and hitting the clubs or even being in crowded places often please do go and get checked up..These are just&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; PRECAUTIONS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..Dont be sorry and start regretting later on..!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-6380896354861447831?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/6380896354861447831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=6380896354861447831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/6380896354861447831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/6380896354861447831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/06/attention-to-those-who-attended.html' title='H1N1 ALERT...!!!'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-5342948133010984746</id><published>2009-06-28T09:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T12:21:00.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urbanscapes 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Urbanscapes 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday @ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The Kuala Lumpur Performing Arts Centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; aka &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;KLPac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and after some last minute planning decided to ask a few friends along..as always sure one or two will "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kencing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" or "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FFK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" so ended up only &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sabin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I went from Klang..along the way ahh the ever so sweet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; called and said he'll be joining us..It was a pretty awesome event and having wonderful company to spend it with made it even better..The day started off with loads of laughter and loads of sarcasm!! Hahaha biasa la..Well thanks to our ability to camwhore to the max, now there are pics to look at..Now without further or do...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;PICTURES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352192807786718338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbPAGWHJII/AAAAAAAAAOA/KpLQR5KEvqQ/s320/4863_709215244892_9123231_41050093_7465467_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sharm &amp;amp; Sabin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352198207561205346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbT6aErBmI/AAAAAAAAAPY/07burne9r0Y/s320/4863_709215170042_9123231_41050080_4747673_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We got our picture professionally taken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks to Sabin we somehow managed to get our picture professionally taken by some pro photographer..we literally "tak tau malu" till the extend we dragged him all the way to the second floor so we can have our picture taken by him and that guy, his name is Amos Tan(saw his tag) gladly followed us up took a few pictures and gave it to us for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Yes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352200168965848578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbVsk3-vgI/AAAAAAAAARA/-ISkB9gjh-s/s320/27-6-2009+7%3B59%3B48+PM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbWPATBLZI/AAAAAAAAARQ/SLRa4pgDJJk/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352200760442563986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbWPATBLZI/AAAAAAAAARQ/SLRa4pgDJJk/s320/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbWPJecVfI/AAAAAAAAARI/XCmSkfOA420/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352200762906400242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbWPJecVfI/AAAAAAAAARI/XCmSkfOA420/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Entrance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbVsZrUPAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/DVYWJZvqszU/s1600-h/4863_709215080222_9123231_41050063_6338805_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352200165959941122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbVsZrUPAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/DVYWJZvqszU/s320/4863_709215080222_9123231_41050063_6338805_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shopping!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every gal's paradise..!! Shop till u drop..!! Its all about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;IMPULSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; baby..!! Thank god we had a financial analyst/planner/controller(&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;RAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)..we felt bad spending so much that we kinda limited ourselves..!! Err actually nola we were just too busy goofing around to actually concentrate on shopping..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbVsaWbySI/AAAAAAAAAQw/feGyvlE3bJg/s1600-h/4863_709215085212_9123231_41050064_5962691_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352200166140791074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbVsaWbySI/AAAAAAAAAQw/feGyvlE3bJg/s320/4863_709215085212_9123231_41050064_5962691_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Twitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Goodness..!! Everyone were twittering..like NON-STOP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbVsHOxYjI/AAAAAAAAAQo/R8EXCOms8ZM/s1600-h/4863_709215090202_9123231_41050065_5365747_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352200161008378418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbVsHOxYjI/AAAAAAAAAQo/R8EXCOms8ZM/s320/4863_709215090202_9123231_41050065_5365747_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Artistic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbVr8BHsXI/AAAAAAAAAQg/MoI_LZXWK5g/s1600-h/4863_709215095192_9123231_41050066_7969675_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352200157998330226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbVr8BHsXI/AAAAAAAAAQg/MoI_LZXWK5g/s320/4863_709215095192_9123231_41050066_7969675_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some Summer Hse Restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;(according to Ray, the food SUCK!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbUbixUNQI/AAAAAAAAAQY/BpNmOA_PEVU/s1600-h/4863_709215100182_9123231_41050067_4001529_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352198776831620354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbUbixUNQI/AAAAAAAAAQY/BpNmOA_PEVU/s320/4863_709215100182_9123231_41050067_4001529_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fishies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbUbaAACoI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2m9C1zUcLKI/s1600-h/4863_709215105172_9123231_41050068_6490917_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352198774477294210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbUbaAACoI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2m9C1zUcLKI/s320/4863_709215105172_9123231_41050068_6490917_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Plastic Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbUbDhgZ1I/AAAAAAAAAQI/Et1oOvVgMyg/s1600-h/4863_709215110162_9123231_41050069_6351100_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352198768443811666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbUbDhgZ1I/AAAAAAAAAQI/Et1oOvVgMyg/s320/4863_709215110162_9123231_41050069_6351100_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Slunk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999900;"&gt;(Klang peeps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbUazGbMZI/AAAAAAAAAQA/NbIHexyepp8/s1600-h/4863_709215125132_9123231_41050072_5529293_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352198764035256722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbUazGbMZI/AAAAAAAAAQA/NbIHexyepp8/s320/4863_709215125132_9123231_41050072_5529293_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Me &amp;amp; Ray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbUa9IWN1I/AAAAAAAAAP4/NVoN-JkYPV0/s1600-h/4863_709215130122_9123231_41050073_1834118_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352198766727673682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbUa9IWN1I/AAAAAAAAAP4/NVoN-JkYPV0/s320/4863_709215130122_9123231_41050073_1834118_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Silluette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were supposed to take more pics here but shy la cuz so many ppl waiting n haha didnt want to look stupid as so many ppl were already there staring!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbT6gwv4XI/AAAAAAAAAPw/DLjlZRn_d1Y/s1600-h/4863_709215135112_9123231_41050074_1650644_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352198209356685682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbT6gwv4XI/AAAAAAAAAPw/DLjlZRn_d1Y/s320/4863_709215135112_9123231_41050074_1650644_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbT6juRoII/AAAAAAAAAPo/inU3tMQoWSM/s1600-h/4863_709215145092_9123231_41050075_391932_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352198210151620738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbT6juRoII/AAAAAAAAAPo/inU3tMQoWSM/s320/4863_709215145092_9123231_41050075_391932_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Poet Stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(they ROCk!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbT6Vod6hI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ziRnIiwOWOo/s1600-h/4863_709215165052_9123231_41050079_2584009_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352198206369163794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbT6Vod6hI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ziRnIiwOWOo/s320/4863_709215165052_9123231_41050079_2584009_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Actors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(my fav part)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbT6HvOIAI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/AO55oWgNO2E/s1600-h/4863_709215180022_9123231_41050082_408192_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352198202639392770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbT6HvOIAI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/AO55oWgNO2E/s320/4863_709215180022_9123231_41050082_408192_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rip-Off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;(RM 7 for soggy tasting chips)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbTXd-0AhI/AAAAAAAAAPI/6ZpJ0YaG4-Y/s1600-h/4863_709215185012_9123231_41050083_6903962_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352197607314948626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbTXd-0AhI/AAAAAAAAAPI/6ZpJ0YaG4-Y/s320/4863_709215185012_9123231_41050083_6903962_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ray &amp;amp; Sabin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbTXPHZmpI/AAAAAAAAAPA/dDeNkDV5ln4/s1600-h/4863_709215194992_9123231_41050084_4177881_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352197603324435090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbTXPHZmpI/AAAAAAAAAPA/dDeNkDV5ln4/s320/4863_709215194992_9123231_41050084_4177881_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbTWykiWmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/C1UC6OR_OyI/s1600-h/4863_709215199982_9123231_41050085_2752631_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352197595662015074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbTWykiWmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/C1UC6OR_OyI/s320/4863_709215199982_9123231_41050085_2752631_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sabin doing her thing..!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;(only got tha hang of it after like 10 times!! I got it the FIRST time!!Nyahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbTWyJk5nI/AAAAAAAAAOw/NHvcEdbVR88/s1600-h/4863_709215204972_9123231_41050086_6776046_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352197595548935794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbTWyJk5nI/AAAAAAAAAOw/NHvcEdbVR88/s320/4863_709215204972_9123231_41050086_6776046_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; T-Shirt Printing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbTWo2jNqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/3gQZ3ZOxZt8/s1600-h/4863_709215214952_9123231_41050088_3604163_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352197593053214370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbTWo2jNqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/3gQZ3ZOxZt8/s320/4863_709215214952_9123231_41050088_3604163_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Honeymoon Shot *kidding*at some abandoned building near the parking lot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(car at the back ruined it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbPAv67ebI/AAAAAAAAAOg/i30vNbajjaQ/s1600-h/4863_709215219942_9123231_41050089_2905328_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352192818946996658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbPAv67ebI/AAAAAAAAAOg/i30vNbajjaQ/s320/4863_709215219942_9123231_41050089_2905328_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The Babes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbPAuNgagI/AAAAAAAAAOY/yOJ3spEH0ss/s1600-h/4863_709215224932_9123231_41050090_2483965_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352192818488044034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbPAuNgagI/AAAAAAAAAOY/yOJ3spEH0ss/s320/4863_709215224932_9123231_41050090_2483965_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ray's first time @ the train station&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352192806525060834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbPABpTxuI/AAAAAAAAAOI/7D4_Bcjm-VQ/s320/4863_709215239902_9123231_41050092_5590473_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We're going home!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbPASOs65I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/FSfQEDeIitg/s1600-h/4863_709215234912_9123231_41050091_6837520_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352192810976865170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbPASOs65I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/FSfQEDeIitg/s320/4863_709215234912_9123231_41050091_6837520_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alas, its was a really fun loving day..!! Couldnt ask for more and I love my peeps..!! Would do it all over again if I could..those who went for Urbanscapes..I am sure you guys had fun and for those who didnt, dont miss out next year..gets better every year..!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for now, I need to go prepare a write up on this in a professional way so that I get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PAID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..!! Hahaha I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my job..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps : hopefully my boss is reading this..I &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; my job and I wanna go to Singapore for more event covers..*hint hint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-BYE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-5342948133010984746?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/5342948133010984746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=5342948133010984746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/5342948133010984746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/5342948133010984746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/06/urbanscapes-2009.html' title='Urbanscapes 2009'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SkbPAGWHJII/AAAAAAAAAOA/KpLQR5KEvqQ/s72-c/4863_709215244892_9123231_41050093_7465467_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-1271880193736064024</id><published>2009-06-25T02:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T03:06:08.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Honest Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;He stares at her from across the room, examining her every motion, expression. He notices how when her father puts his hand on her shoulder, and she turns and looks at him, she smiles and her eyes are warm and he wishes it was him she was smiling at like that, again. He wishes he hadn't made the mistakes he did. But he did, and there's nothing he can do about that now. Look at me. My depth perception must be off again. Cause this hurts deeper than I thought it did. It has not healed with time. He can't understand why it hurts the way it does. She hadn't had that much of an effect on him. Right? Even as he watches her, watches the way her red dress clings to her, and the way the neckline plunges and the skirt glides over her long legs, he can't appreciate the view. He is preoccupied with his thoughts, and rather absorbed in self-pity. He wished he hadn't given it up. He wished he hadn't gotten so damn scared, when he realised that she was infecting him. And pushed her away. He had been carved from a glacier, and it scared him to his core when he finally saw that the ice that had protected him so long was resting in a puddle around his feet, and it was her warm smile, the heat of her body, and the fire of her gaze that had undone him. He remembers the way that after they danced as the sun set, dusk came, and a million fireflies were in the air, and she had looked like a picture out of a storybook. The fairytale princess, beautiful and sweet, back lit by the rising moon and the fireflies. And then there was him. He was her polar opposite. For everything light in her, there was dark in him. He was the Beast to her Beauty. There was no way he could have possibly deserved her love and devotion, so he had done what he thought was best. And even though he may now regret it, he still thinks it was best. This is the one situation in which he won't let himself be selfish. For every beautiful smile she had ever given him, he had never returned them. And he still wants her. It just shot down my spine. You look so beautiful tonight. Reminds me how you laid us and gently smiled. Before you destroyed my life.He thinks she's beautiful. He thinks she's beautiful all the time....He can't even finish the thought. His wine suddenly tastes like mud, and he can't drink anymore, so he sets it aside, and allows himself to wallow in self-pity for a moment. He wants to kick himself for messing up like this But he won't. He had destroyed her, and for some reason, she couldn't bring herself to even resent him for it.He had come into her life and shattered it into a million little pieces, and even though it has scared her shitless and she hate it then, she didn't mind so much anymore. Now, remembering how he had fucked up was the worst part. He had been so desperate to get away. But she was like a star, and the gravitational pull that surrounded her was enough to suck anybody in. He had thought himself immune. Guess he was kidding himself Could you find it in your heart. To make this go away. And let me rest in pieces. Let me rest in pieces. He wishes it would go away. He wishes he had never felt this way to begin with. And at the same time, he wouldn't give up his short time with her for anything in the world. And he hates that she can still affect him like she does... It's not fair. Could you find it in your heart. To make this go away. And let me rest in pieces.Let me rest in pieces. Pieces. He hates himself for doing this to himself. He can't hate her. No one's immune to her. Look at me My depth perception must be off againYou got much closer than I thought you did. I'm in your reach. You held me in your hands, And still, he thinks that if she ever remembers their time, if she ever wants to try again, he won't resist her like he once had. He hadn't realized until it was too late that she hadn't only shattered his shield of ice. She had shattered his very soul, the one that he thought he didn't have, the one that was already broken, and then lovingly put it back together. She had infected him to his core. And rendered him unable to move away from her. He hates being so vulnerable. Hates that when she put his soul back together, she had marked him like no other. She is in him now, and there is nothing he can do to expel her. He doesn't really mind, though, because even without her there anymore, the small part that would always be with him was keeping him warm at night. He didn't realise until it was too late that he had never slept more peacefully than when her warm body had been pressed up against him, and the smell of lilacs and rain had permeated the room and lulled him to sleep. And now? And now... Well, there was bottle of pills on his nightstand. Could you find it in your heart. To make this go away. And let me rest in pieces. Let me rest in pieces. Could you find it in your heart. To make this go away. And let me rest in pieces. Let me rest in pieces. He leaves the room, feeling sick to his stomach. It's not like he wants that information anyway. It will only hurt him more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps : written from his point of view after being open , after regretting, after being equally worried about everything that has to do with committment..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thats all for now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-bye!!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-1271880193736064024?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/1271880193736064024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=1271880193736064024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/1271880193736064024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/1271880193736064024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/06/he-stares-at-her-from-across-room.html' title='The Honest Truth'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-8056077960455345415</id><published>2009-06-19T19:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T03:52:52.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Came..He Saw..He Conquered</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Its been 7 months now and memories are still strong..I'd love to say that I can take it now but I cant as its not through..I am begining to accept reality now but its still a long way..a fren asked me if I was ready to get into another relationship and I said I guess its too soon..and he asked me back a very good question..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"how soon is too soon and how long would it need to justify its long enough?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Well what can I say? He made a point right there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;As time passed by...alot of things changed..people come and people go..in one way or another touching my life..leaving their scent behind as a rememberance of them to me..some just touching a little more than the other..so here comes my guy, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..one of the most fun loving person I've ever met and a person who just lights up my day as it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;We've actually known each other for bout 3 years but we kinda lost contact from each other for some time. Somehow we managed to get back in touch and the rest is just as it comes by..I know things are picking up a lil too soon but am happy again and thats all that matter now, no? I miss the happy me..the fun me and the put-a-smile-on-everybody's-face me..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; brought that back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ps : we're not together just that am very happy being with him..all that matters is that he puts a smile on my face and am really in need of that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;psps : Kyne, I still love u alot..just that am starting to be happy again..u know that I'll always love u..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-good night-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-8056077960455345415?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/8056077960455345415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=8056077960455345415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/8056077960455345415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/8056077960455345415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/06/he-camehe-sawhe-conquered.html' title='He Came..He Saw..He Conquered'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-5401222906234382428</id><published>2009-06-13T01:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:53:03.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Malacca Food Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heyya peeps...!! The complete food review challange in Malacca..!! Its is definately a place to go for food with family and friends..Food are not too pricey and comes in variety. Without further or do &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MORE PICTURES&lt;/span&gt;...!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE REVIEWER&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350097468656787954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sj9dTT0BIfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/djW9riXh9lg/s320/DSC06287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;DINNER TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOOD LOVERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350120079960016594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sj9x3dezhtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/pp7Jfr1v6Xs/s320/DSC06374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;SEAFOOD PARADISE&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350082780046962274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sj9P8UeiLmI/AAAAAAAAALo/Y4CaTgZXFJY/s320/DSC06362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ROCK OYSTER&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350097457861654530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sj9dSrmQeAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ohy0gc03B8U/s320/DSC06378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SEAFOOD FEIASTA&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350120070971439490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sj9x27_wuYI/AAAAAAAAANw/-ycvR2DeX34/s320/DSC06372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;BUTTER GARLIC SCALOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350097446139609810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sj9dR_7gQtI/AAAAAAAAAMI/2BFqkpL0J3I/s320/DSC06373.JPG" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SAMBAL IKAN&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350097446921344978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sj9dSC14l9I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Hix1YGAJ2KQ/s320/DSC06376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;BUTTER GARLIC PRAWNS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350082797823195458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sj9P9Wst-UI/AAAAAAAAAMA/dzGkcSnpOqY/s320/DSC06371.JPG" /&gt;KANGKUNG BELACAN&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350082789587593746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sj9P84BMqhI/AAAAAAAAAL4/oHe_fsSILcc/s320/DSC06368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SOTONG SAMBAL&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350082786045438066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sj9P8q0rqHI/AAAAAAAAALw/F9_9fzb2bJQ/s320/DSC06366.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;LUNCH TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HAINANESE RED WINE NOODLES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347845840562331474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjdddThEn1I/AAAAAAAAALY/YStCkkzgkVs/s320/073.JPG" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TEO CHEW BAK KUT TEH MALACCA STYLE&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347845838994317986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjdddNrOoqI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HOSISggSvCo/s320/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HAMBURGER&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347845833867363554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sjddc6k3hOI/AAAAAAAAALI/fdTIUn36lp0/s320/063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PORK SATAY&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347845830083776738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjddcseykOI/AAAAAAAAALA/LETsIw0Yxx4/s320/DSC06335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HAKKA CHEE CHEONG FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347839663728707202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjdX1xBLRoI/AAAAAAAAAKw/L8EOAO4cJ58/s320/DSC06327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;BREAKFAST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TARTS&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350120054397977170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sj9x1-QVwlI/AAAAAAAAANY/llazCnBCK_w/s320/DSC06288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;DURIAN CENDOL&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347839639864966402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjdX0YHnfQI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/E2x_WWvzMwY/s320/DSC06270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HAPPY PEOPLE&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350120056748536466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sj9x2HAwcpI/AAAAAAAAANg/-_8kS0EjA_A/s320/DSC06272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;CHICKEN RICE BALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346516360304147378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjKkTXm-O7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/3nTBTaqLIdg/s320/DSC06259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346516358053744274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjKkTPObzpI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/HFW_7wtUupc/s320/DSC06258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346516347722939762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjKkSovYPXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/NYMvDLviZRU/s320/DSC06257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE HAPPY CONTENTED ME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 346px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350120063506754306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sj9x2gMCqwI/AAAAAAAAANo/A7NsAhl8Cwk/s320/DSC06261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was a very satisfying day in the end..for anyone who wants to go check out the place for urselves, and need the add, do let me know..=) thats all for now till my next food review on Penang food...!!! Bye..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-5401222906234382428?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/5401222906234382428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=5401222906234382428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/5401222906234382428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/5401222906234382428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/06/malacca-food-review.html' title='The Malacca Food Review'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Sj9dTT0BIfI/AAAAAAAAAMo/djW9riXh9lg/s72-c/DSC06287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-1719788423445723960</id><published>2009-06-11T14:41:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T12:10:02.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ultimate Donut Challange..!!!</title><content type='html'>So it was like any other normal food review just that this time its strictly donuts..!!! Started off in the morning with 24 peices of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;J&amp;amp;Co donuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..then headed off to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Big Apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for another stack off 24 pieces of donuts and then somehow manage to get &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sabin&lt;/span&gt; to follow me to grab some 36 more pieces of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Krispy Kreme&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;donuts&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..(ohh Sabin is an angel cuz she ditched the Bishop for me). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gosh thats a whole lot of donuts..I left the balance of 40 donuts at home (19 from Big Apple and 21 from J&amp;amp;Co) and headed of to Krispy Kreme..there we met up with &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ray&lt;/span&gt; and another 2 friends of his, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nadia&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;John&lt;/span&gt;..even with them around I still had to bring back 28 donuts..THANK GOD, Sabin took like 8 back..well enough blabbering..here are the pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;J &amp;amp; Co&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345964290451546338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCuMrJJoOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/h0HqXQfib-g/s320/J+%26+Co.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345960428476881170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCqr4Ko2RI/AAAAAAAAAFY/My_3M8Ga_TE/s320/1487039969_838fe16b2a%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345964291083623474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCuMtf2XDI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BSA1ht46PKc/s320/jco_donuts_1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345964295241024194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCuM8_DQsI/AAAAAAAAAGI/_2OSUrtEQ6Y/s320/jco-donuts_glazzy%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345964296612967506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCuNCGJdFI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/JWXY5vMYTSA/s320/jco-donuts-cocoloco-485x323%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345964296641786722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCuNCNBM2I/AAAAAAAAAGY/c7pkCG2J2-s/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345960437610690162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCqsaMTtnI/AAAAAAAAAFw/lDz-P3217PM/s320/IMG_0001%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345960437583168674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCqsaFvxKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/O3fvufCyTf4/s320/2544392343_818736a121%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345960430919149858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCqsBQ66SI/AAAAAAAAAFg/mEgF-CZxoNQ/s320/2266783459_fcf1874a34%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345965373854108962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCvLvIczSI/AAAAAAAAAGg/uOuTIDIkzgo/s320/untitled+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Big Apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345969726340878466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCzJFaKUII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/EeImcPC5XvI/s320/DSCN8233%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345969721595256386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCzIzut3kI/AAAAAAAAAII/HOknxKx1zcw/s320/big-apple-menu-copy%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345969338095916594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCyyfFWVjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/TbvZwN0kfbM/s320/2786689382_8366b8de1c_o%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345967174515546306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCw0jHl2MI/AAAAAAAAAHA/NIipJ6n6ZGU/s320/2208584686_56a8c831e5%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345967176897892530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCw0r_lkLI/AAAAAAAAAG4/PgL8LHtlR7Q/s320/2207792307_bc0ea4e253%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345969354370509922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCyzbtg7GI/AAAAAAAAAHo/o5bxX18utb8/s320/bigapple%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345969347749285426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCyzDC5DjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/tRI2tGve0LU/s320/bigapple2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345967172203403650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCw0agVWYI/AAAAAAAAAGw/UUnMewWhbZ0/s320/531798958_913d0f37e2_o%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345967168976776002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCw0OfC60I/AAAAAAAAAGo/4TaM6BrFqQQ/s320/1170-delicious-donut%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345969344731423778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCyy3zYJCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Pv7akWBqzVE/s320/2795708314_1ca2c0ccaf%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345969718417418418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCzIn5D6LI/AAAAAAAAAH4/CXKLJxTIubY/s320/big-apple-donut12%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345969358119319074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCyzprTNiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/_-VmaQSENwc/s320/big-apple-donut3%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Krispy Kreme&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345978925986792930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjC7gkwqxeI/AAAAAAAAAIY/LdBQqoWlEsQ/s320/IMG_0876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345978943318448290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjC7hlU22KI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rAMF0t58YwM/s320/IMG_0878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345978947427621090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjC7h0oj2OI/AAAAAAAAAI4/GOLGrkLUbxo/s320/IMG_0880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345978929780979266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjC7gy5RdkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/qIl5SBzSQtg/s320/IMG_0875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345978937356235186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjC7hPHWsbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/yl3AuX380M0/s320/IMG_0877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345990107705682274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjDFrb6MqWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/d1LeWr5RGpI/s320/IMG_0884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345990108928368546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjDFrgdtX6I/AAAAAAAAAJg/SIrXmqWH3LU/s320/IMG_0891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345990099789485202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjDFq-a1FJI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/t09E1JQnKOw/s320/IMG_0883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345990094786155474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjDFqrx8U9I/AAAAAAAAAJI/fud2sKs-UOE/s320/IMG_0882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345990090305198290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjDFqbFmWNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/VVl9IVYEvG4/s320/IMG_0881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There you go on all our pictures of the donut feast we had..hahaha was an awesome day with much fun and laughter..I think it was basically the sugar acting up..LOL..At the end of the day I personally think that Krispy Kreme is hands down the winner..!!! It just different compared to Big Apple and J&amp;amp;Co's..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*thats all then..till my next review..CIAO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PS: Do drop by for Krispy Kreme's 2nd outlet opening on the 12th of June 2009 in Midvalley..more free donuts =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-1719788423445723960?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/1719788423445723960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=1719788423445723960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/1719788423445723960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/1719788423445723960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/06/ultimate-donut-challange.html' title='The Ultimate Donut Challange..!!!'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SjCuMrJJoOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/h0HqXQfib-g/s72-c/J+%26+Co.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-456399560554028376</id><published>2009-06-10T09:47:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T15:09:08.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jalan-jalan Cari Makan di Melaka..</title><content type='html'>Back to current day on a happier note...setting emo-ness aside..lol was such a random thing..I had to do some food reviews on Malacca's local food and my friends and I just packed up and left Klang..hahaha was super fun..a fun day with fun people..I had Bobby, Weng Yip and Mei Hwa with me..and when we got to Malacca we had Shannon to take us around and he's an angel..lol..well peeps here u have pictures of FOOD FOOD and more FOOD....ohhh how I love my job..Hahahahaha...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345588769663534338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Si9YqfMcxQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Go6mJDxiAHw/s320/119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345576708864003874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Si9NsdNwzyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/QDYA5OirMH8/s320/100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meet Weng Yip and Bobby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345578493086631826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Si9PUT9lh5I/AAAAAAAAAEg/FL0sWxS68l8/s320/059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meet Sharm and Mei Hwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345576708138190658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Si9Nsagtx0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/f1b-g_ckBuo/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meet the Klangnites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Weng Yip, Mei Hwa and Bobby-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345576701376626290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Si9NsBUofnI/AAAAAAAAAEA/7Uwq6n3NnR8/s320/082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meet our lil angel, Shannon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(isnt he cute?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345561421630197650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Si8_yn1Mz5I/AAAAAAAAACw/UpiCzlfWEoI/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chicken Rice Balls (breakfast) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we ordered for 4 and it came to RM25-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345566829826748770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Si9Eta7vMWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/a30Vy_U2ml8/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cendol Durian from Jonker Dessert &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-each bowl cost at RM2.70-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345566831682140034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Si9Eth2GN4I/AAAAAAAAADA/QVQJiQZgn1Y/s320/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Various tarts from The Tarts Shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345566839720387618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Si9Et_ykJCI/AAAAAAAAADI/KNaWFeo0q14/s320/064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kaiser Burger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-cost RM4.00-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(cepat la masuk KL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345572756113295714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Si9KGYEjiWI/AAAAAAAAADg/MlkYAH5Ca48/s320/072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Bobby's White Wine Mee Sua from NEWTON &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-RM5-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345572753530891426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Si9KGOc3LKI/AAAAAAAAADY/eI6qXezSqG4/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sharm's(ME) Bak Kut Teh from NEWTON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Freakking RM8-&lt;br /&gt;(baik makan Klang punya)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345576700505161090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Si9Nr-E2_YI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JWOS2L_8MEo/s320/069.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mei Hwa's Porridge from NEWTON&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-RM5-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345572760036442242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Si9KGmr6AII/AAAAAAAAADo/JrIVH8PCcek/s320/074.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Satay Babi(awesome-ness)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-RM11.40 for 20 sticks and 1 ketupat-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345572758817090098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Si9KGiJMKjI/AAAAAAAAADw/L3JPhhswP70/s320/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Coconut Shake aka Kelapa Goncang from the tepi jalan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-RM2.20- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345578499309095986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Si9PUrJIzDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/AxTPkYmEM7M/s320/094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Portugese Settlement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*more pictures to come later on..belum upload..hahaha till then ciao..=)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-456399560554028376?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/456399560554028376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=456399560554028376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/456399560554028376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/456399560554028376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/06/jalan-jalan-cari-makan-di-melaka.html' title='Jalan-jalan Cari Makan di Melaka..'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/Si9YqfMcxQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Go6mJDxiAHw/s72-c/119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-7829433681343313887</id><published>2009-06-04T13:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:08:25.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Java Chip Frappuchino..Lemon Chicken Rice..White Frosty Donut..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I was there at J&amp;amp;Co the other day..it just reminded me of the time when we were shopping..hahaha I remember u wanted to order all the food that I wanted..I got so annoyed as I didnt know what the reason was till u cheekily told me..hahahah baby u r so cute when u said "I want what u order cuz u always tend to order the nicer things"..hahahahah I love u so much sweetie..&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was baking in the evening, and then Aunty LiNee said the darnest thing..hahaha apparently I am like the daughter in-law that she never had but will always treasure more than anyone else..that made Cassandra, Calvin's fiance' go all annoyed and sulky..hahaha I cant blame her as Aunty LiNee hates her..well baby was sleeping in ur room that night and somehow I felt so calm and the whole place still smelled of u..I took ur shirt and put them on me and as silly as it may sound..I felt u all over me..I am almost forgetting how it feels like to be in ur arms..I woke up to that Hippo alarm of urs and gosh for a split second there I just yelled saying "BABY OFF THE DARN HYPPO!!!" Hahaha I woke up in tears..but this time baby I was not sad..I read ur note today..the shortest one ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Baby, dont cry that its over..be HAPPY it happened..I LOVE you"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks baby..everything seems to be falling in place..I love u..thank u for helping me with this..I'll start packing ur things up when I am ready..Aunty LiNee wants me to do it..she said there is no one who has more right than me to do it and I agreed..in due time..I love u..ALOT..&lt;strong&gt;=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-7829433681343313887?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/7829433681343313887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=7829433681343313887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/7829433681343313887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/7829433681343313887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/06/java-chip-frappuchinolemon-chicken.html' title='Java Chip Frappuchino..Lemon Chicken Rice..White Frosty Donut..'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-6578585936895373712</id><published>2009-05-31T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:47:33.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As time goes by...</title><content type='html'>Its been months now..hmm things are getting better..I do miss you everyday..most of the time I wake up hoping that I've gotten a message from you like those days..most days I come back from college and hope that you're around to ask me how my day went and I'll just bitch away..well baby those are just memories..and I'll always cherish them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy and grateful that I have wonderful friends who are always by my side..a very big part of me wants to just keep everything we had aside and just pretend that nothing has happened or maybe take it as some old nightmare..but at the same time..I am so worried that I'll never be able to remember you..every night I go to sleep looking at our pictures..hoping that I'll dream about us..secretly wishing that your face will never be a stranger to me..I am so afraid that I might not be able to remember us after sometime..Baby its almost like I feel guilty for moving on..your ring still stays on my finger..its something that I doubt will come off...you'll always be mine and vice versa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always love you no matter what...XOXOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-6578585936895373712?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/6578585936895373712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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Well just want you to know that I love you..ever since we got together the only thing I wanted is to call you mine and also to tell you that I'll love you forever..I promised to never hurt you..lets not be sad its over..cuz its not..its just time for you to pick up the pieces and start being happy again..I love you..there you go..lyrics of the song that we had our first dance as a couple at my cousin's wedding..remember? Its the first time when I whispered "I love you" to you into your ears...I do love you...so there you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be loving you forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deep inside my heart you'll leave me never&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if you took my heart and tore it apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would love you still, forever.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are the sun, you are my life &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And your the last thing on my mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before I go to sleep at night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're always around &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I'm in need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When troubles on my mind you put my soul at ease&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no one in this world,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who could love me like you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That is the reasons that I wanna spend forever with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be loving you forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deep inside my heart you'll leave me never&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if you took my heart and tore it apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would love you still, forever....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We've had our fun and we've made mistakes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But who'd have guessed along that road &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'd learn to give and take&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's so much more than I could have dreamed, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause you make loving you so easy for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no one in this world, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who could love me like you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That is the reason that I wanna spend forever with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be loving you forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deep inside my heart you'll leave me never&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if you took my heart and tore it apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would love you still, forever..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And girl I pray you leave me,never&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos this is the world where lovers often go astray &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But if we love each other we won't go that way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So put your doubts aside &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do what it takes to make it right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos i love you forever no one can tear us apart....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be loving you forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deep inside my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll leave me never even if you took my heart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And tore it apart I would love you still, forever..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you baby..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing him badly...wish he was here..I love you too baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-4113349844072005388?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/4113349844072005388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Holly and Gerry(the characters in PS I Love You) is like Sharm and Kyne..a lil bit..I watched the movie alone so that I could cry as much as I want..it made me realise that I am normal..there's nothing wrong in calling his phone just because I want to listen to his voicemail, there's nothing wrong to be in denial, there's nothing wrong in not wanting to accept the fact(in denial), and there's nothing wrong if I choose to still love him more than ever..&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Xmas tomorrow...this time last year we were like kinda in a middle of a fight..hahahaha stupid fight la..hahaha actually it was more of a fuss to be exact...We were fighting over which bread to eat and what to eat it with..Baby I miss u like crazy...and its not getting any easier..yes its moments like this that makes me ponder..I mean life is so short and I wish I had more times to do and say whatever I wanted when I had the chance..Your Mummy called and she sounded much better although it is obvious she hurt..well all I wanna say is that Merry Xmas..I mail ur Xmas give for Anna and Anne already..hope they'll love it..Baby, where ever u are..I'll be still loving u..thanks for the wonderful time we had last Xmas..the memories will always be dear to me..I Love You..Hugs..XOXOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-5948567219796935701?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/5948567219796935701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=5948567219796935701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/5948567219796935701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/5948567219796935701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/04/ps-i-love-you.html' title='PS I Love You...'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-8515000732803152916</id><published>2009-04-16T11:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T11:42:37.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smiles forming..</title><content type='html'>So its been a month now and all I can say is, reality has yet to be accepted by me..I know I may be this really emo emo person but heck I cant help it..all I know is that I am getting through everyday because of my family and friends..dunno wat I'll do without them...to be honest its great to know how much me being happy matters to so many people but I wouldnt want to lose a loved one to find all this out..I a consuming everything one day at a time and it is starting to get easier..it felt almost like when the time he was still studying abroad..only diff is I am not getting daily emails, text messages and skyping sessions with him..hahaha okay what happened today was really weird..&lt;br /&gt;I was out for a movie with Casey, Erica and May Yin when the weirdest thing happened..I saw &lt;strong&gt;HIM&lt;/strong&gt;, errr at least I thought it was him. Well we were walking and this guy who looks like Kyne passed by..gosh I went nuts..haha I actually tailed him and at one point where I lost him I was almost in tears..then I saw him again and I went after him tapped him on his shoulders and ahhhh alas, like what you see in the movies its &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; him...grrrr..well getting the weird part..this guy he looked at me and suddenly he just asked &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"hey arent you carlson's ex?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..I was dumbfounded..WTF how does he know me...??? Lol then I corrected him..&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"not ex, i still am his girlfriend.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; wat a weird thing to say..well later I found out he and Kyne were second cousins...ahhhh for a moment there I thought miracle had occur...I am missing him badly..wish he was here right now..as we were going home,even I didnt realise..tears were rolling down my cheeks..HOW CAN THIS BE TRUE...??? I miss him alot..I'd do anything to relive the time I was with him..no more fighting over little things like where to eat, wat movie to watch, why is he late, whatice cream flavour is better...AHHHHH..well no harm in praying for all those to happened..you'll always be close to my heart baby..I love you..I know I've said it like a million times..its ok, I'll stop when I reach a billion..hugs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-8515000732803152916?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/8515000732803152916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=8515000732803152916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/8515000732803152916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/8515000732803152916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/04/smiles-forming.html' title='smiles forming..'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-7736321372113410739</id><published>2009-04-13T21:29:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:14:41.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Annivesary...Happy birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;So if you're still around, it'll be our anniversary..Oh baby how I miss you so much..wish the circumstances were different and I am with you again..I dunno why everything I do nowadays reminds me of us and you..Its so hard..I know mummy and daddy said I should let go and even your mum said I should move on as its not a good thig to be clinging on to someone who'll never return but I still dont believe you're gone..its all so vague and blur to me right now..everytime my phone rings or when I get an email notification I really really hope its from you..for you to just appear and say this is all a big fat joke or you work for the intelligents that you have to fake your own death and shit..baby I'm willing to accept anything at tihs very moment..everytime our song plays tears roll down my cheeks..my heart seems to be pounding so hard that I'd just want to rip it out..anyway baby, regardless of where you are i just want you to know that I love you alot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dear sayang,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its our anniversary darling so Happy Anniversary, I love you so much baby, we've been through so much already and I am so happy we're working out well..I am glad you made the move of asking me out the last time..you were with me through thick and thin and i "promise" never to ditch you..hahahaha i sayang you alright? well being with you has been like a great fun rollercoaster ride..hahaha thank god we dun fight anymore and thanks sayang for putting up with all my nonsense and layaning all my kerenah whenever I am being a brat..you have thought me alot and helped to push me further in whatever I do..it seems like only yesterday we were out on our first official date..hahaha and the way you were all "kan cheong" that I might not even turn up..hahaha I just love the way you go all out just to put a smile on my face and the way you smell whenever you're near me..ahhh baby..hahaha I'll tell you the rest when I have time la..lol my card not big enough as I can go on and on..love you Carlson Kyne Joseph..you're my one and only sayang..Happy Anniversary again..hugs muaks muaks muaks...=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Sharm-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-23/11/08-"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : The message from the card that I never had the chance to give you...I love you sayang and wherever you are I m sure you know how I feel..missing you so much...&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our anniversary night and Aunty LiNee called asking where I am...since I was home she came over to pass me some stuff..it was a big box from him and apparently she said he wanted me to have it today if he doesnt live through..i took the box and went straight to my room..I was staring at the box for almost an hour before I decided its so stupid to just look at it and do nothing..inside the box the was a few items and the thing about it is i never knew my sayang as such a sentimental person..he kept things like movie tickets and mind u every single movie we watched together to receipts and even the tissue paper I wrote my address on likke 3 years back..gosh..the most important of all is this little cookie jar looking bottle and on top of it there was a lil note attached..the note says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"hey babe I know I am the biggest jerk for leaving you stranded and lost right now..am sorry hun, if I could I'd choose to stay...well baby I may not be there with you to help you move on in person but I sure hope my thoughts will accompany and help you to get over me(I dun understand how you even put up with me for so long) and be happy. Inside this bottle there are 365 little notes. Read one a day and trust me by the time you finish it, it'll be a year and I am sure its not so hard anymore to know that I wont be back anymore..sounds familiar? Well yea I got the idea from the book..no holidays and all but I think I deserve an A for effort..I love you sweetheart..dont cry anymore..please..SMILE..for me at least..I love you..if ever sayang I have the chance..somehow, i'll make it up to you.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the best gift ever and its all I needed right now..at least I know I have something to look forward to everyday...I miss you baby and yes you are a jerk..my jerk..I miss you like hell...&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28/11/08- Happy Birthday to me...and it was a happy one indeed..Roger was online last night and he asked me at 1.30am if I'd wanna go out for ice-cream and mamak..hahahaha WTF it was raining cats and dogs outside but what the heck its my birthday...!!!! 21st ok???!!! hahahha so we went mamaking and by the time I ggot back it was like 4.30 in the morning..what we did in the mamak only god knows la..hahahaha well when I woke up I had this BIG ass box, when I say BIG I meant REALLY BIG BIG BIG box on my dining table with my name written on the card attached to it..inside the box was this BIG BIG BIG ass teddy..hahah wat am I? 6? lol i thought me bros got it for me...hahaha but then I thought to myself there is no way my lil bros are gonna spend like 700 bucks on a teddy bear for me..I'd be lucky if they even got me a card..hahahaha and then there were gosh like 30 bars of chocolates, a beautiful bracelet, a very nice picture of us in an equally beautiful frame and oh yes I forgot to mention there were flowers as well..ahh so romantic only thing missing was a man..lol so I opened my card and it went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"hey baby,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy 21st..hope you'll have fun today as its your special day and if I could i'd love to spend it with you..so all you have to do now is let your hair down and go party la baby..its friday night..go have fun..hahaha but remember, I'll be WATCHING...!!! happy birthday..I love you..btw the bear is a bit childish but well its almost as big as me so hug it hard when you miss me..for all you may know it might hug you back someday..LOVE YOU SHARM...enjoy yourself..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Always here loving you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kyne"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there was another card in the box..as took the letter I felt a buldge in it..so I opened it and I found a ring as well..another happy birthday card..the card went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"darling,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy 26th birthday..its been long right well am sure you're all grown up and happy I hope..I love you babe..I know if I was there you'd probably be in my arms as I love you so much even so much more that could be put into words..remember when we were 6 months or so into our relationship? And you asked if I'd still love oyu like when you are 80 and I said I'll marry you again if I could..hahaha and you said you want to get married when you turn 27. You also said even if I was dead then you'll march up to my grave or my urn whichever way I am kept and made sure I proposed..remember? Well honey, there's the ring so..hahahaha I'm sorry its not romantic at all but babe dont be so fussy and just settle with this ok? Hahahahah would you marry me baby? You're 26 today..get engaged today and a year from now you can plan your wedding...hahhaha well I do hope is a yes...!!! I love you baby..hope I put a smile on your face..I'll always be your no matter what..know that I left this world loving you and only you my love..take care baby..I miss you..well I am sure of that..Happy 26th..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Fiance',(&lt;/strong&gt;i hope&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kyne"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I put on the ring and never took it off till today..I love you too baby...Its the best birthday ever..Aunty LiNee later that day called and told me that Alder(his bro) left the gifts at my place and the card with the ring was suppose to be for me when I turn 26 but she said it'll be very unfair if she waited till then to give it to me because I may be seeing someone else at that time..well I dun know bout that but am really glad she gave it to me now instead of waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My note of the day from the anniversary gift, cookie jar : you're the love of my life..be happy baby..I'll always love you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-7736321372113410739?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/7736321372113410739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=7736321372113410739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/7736321372113410739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/7736321372113410739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-annivesaryhappy-birthday_13.html' title='Happy Annivesary...Happy birthday...'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-3301372755699097602</id><published>2009-04-13T19:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T13:01:06.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its hard...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its been like 3 days now and my heart is killing..missing him so much just..I dun have anyone to turn to. My closest friends are all overseas..London, New Zealand, Australia..haih..it hurts so so badly..mummy isnt helping..she keeps bringing it up and she's just not the person I'd wanna talk to about this right now..I'm sorry Mummy..I know you just wanna help and make sure I am fine..&lt;br /&gt;Around 8.30pm, I was so down and was getting ready to go to bed nad guess wat? My bestest bestest bestest guy friend, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MR.TAN HYON-XHI &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;came banging on my house grill..I was so shocked..he actually is back from NZ..ooooh mmmmy godddd..Hyon-Xhi is wat I really need now...he was there with the smiling face and the moment he gave me a big bear hug, more like me giving him a big bear hug..I finally broke down and cried my ass/eyes out..gosh I felt so relived...as in I was sad but still now at least I have someone to turn to..after that we went out for coffee and for 2 or 3 hours I felt much better and could get my mind to rest a lil..am so grateful to have my friends in my life..for now I have to move on but its whether I want to move on thats another thing.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-3301372755699097602?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/3301372755699097602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=3301372755699097602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/3301372755699097602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/3301372755699097602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-annivesaryhappy-birthday.html' title='its hard...'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-5251312391615895938</id><published>2009-04-13T17:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T13:02:21.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if only..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didnt go see him last night as I have to prepare for my mocks and I haven really been doing great in class as my concentration is way off..Mr.Ganesan is now on my case so I better not fuck up..Its Saturday and it was his last radiation therapy. He told me to just stay home and study..so Sunday came and my sayang was too weak to even talk..he was just so sick that they had to give him oxygen support and I was so gonna see him when he told me to just come tomorrow as now he was just going to sleep. He said he rather die that go through this again and after so long this is the time he really broke down due to pain..I told myself I am definately going to see him after my mocks tomorrow..I just love him so much and it kills not being able to do anything..His last words to me that night before he hung up was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hun, you really complete me you know..I dunno what I'll do without you...if i dun get through this I'll make sure you're taken care k? I'll request to be your very own guardian angel..I love you so much..good night baby..I miss you already..give me my hugs and kisses when you come tomorrow..I could really do with a few..love you baby..good night and sweet dreams..I wanna wake up seeing you..promise you'll not leave me? Love you..Nights sayang.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...not really the exact words but thats his last conversation with me..&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got "THE CALL"..Calvin(his bro) called..he passed away..I think I am dreaming..Yeah I think I am..this cant be true..what am I suppose to do now? I am suppose to see him later in the afternoon after college..he's no more around..all the promises, all the dreams, all the future plannings GONE...!!!GONE..!!! and he said he love me..if he did this would not have happened...its unfair for you to just leave like that..what about me? what do I do now???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven told you how much I love you...I haven had enough of you..I haven given you the hugs and kisses I was suppose to give you later today...Baby..WHY...???&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and I took the flight down to Kuching for the funeral..Aunty LiNee was just so sad..she lost it when they brought the coffin..I of all person was a &lt;strong&gt;heartless bitch&lt;/strong&gt;...I didnt even tear..not a bit..my mummy was crying more than me..whats wrong with me? What kind of a fool of a girlfriend am I? Not even a lil bit sense of sadness or remorse..gosh I am sick..I know I love him but I cant bring myself to cry..I really do love you baby..&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if only I had one more day with you I'd do everything I can to make it up to you for all the time I wasnt a good girlfriend...there's so many things I wanna say to you and so many things to do for you..I love you so much..reality is starting to kick in now and I am so scared thinking of how much I am already starting to miss you..all I have now is our pictures and memories with me but as selfish as I may sound, I want more...its not sufficient enough for me baby..last night, I called your phone, your London number so that when it goes to your voicemail, I can hear your voice..i may sound super crazy but I'm so lost at the moment..if only you had the chance to know how much I love you...*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-5251312391615895938?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/5251312391615895938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=5251312391615895938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/5251312391615895938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/5251312391615895938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-only.html' title='if only..'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-6950329269644576152</id><published>2009-04-13T14:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T12:59:51.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its been weeks since he started his therapy and it kills me each time I see him after it..Vomiting more that he is consuming, looking so hydrated, so tired and so sickly..somehow it made him look like 10 years older and that breaks my heart. Last week was his 5th session and after he woke up, he saw me on the couch and called for me..He gave me the most loving expression anyone has given to me and with a sweet smile he asked &lt;em&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;baby, will you still love me after all this? like really really love me?".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; If he wasnt sick I'd have smacked him on his head. Well &lt;strong&gt;'DUH' &lt;/strong&gt;of cuz I will. What does he think I am? I just cant even bring myself to think what I'd do without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS : Baby just know that I love you alot..I always will...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's coming home tomorrow..docs said he's ok to go back home and rest before his next session of therapy. Will be going over after class and at the moment I'm making him his favourite chocolate moist cake..hahaha whether he can eat or not thats another story..I am sure his family will finish it if he cant take any..lol he's not well yet I am kinda relief he's sorta getting better..I miss him already..*sniff* *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhh He's back back back...!!! hahaha was so much more relaxed than he was in the hospitals. At least you dun have tubes sticking out of him or him geting injected with morphine and drugs all the time. Hahaha my sayang actually ate the cake and he didnt throw up..am so grateful he's getting better..he's smiling more..whining less..hahaha we were doing what we used to do..we had lunch, we watched a movie, sat at his garden with his family, helped out in making dinner, talked alot, joked alot and everything seems to be normal again..I can finally breathe peacefully..I'd do anything to make sure things remains the way it is right now...&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha well lets see..he was so tired and down and yet he called and asked if I wanted to go to the ZOO..WTF the ZOO..at first I said no as he needed to rest but after much arguing and the "pujuk-memujuk" session hahaha I said ok and yeah we're going to the Zoo alright..thank god it was the Malacca Zoo not the Kl Zoo..hahaha but guess wat Zoo's are close on mondays..WTF...!!! hahaha ended up on a day trip to Malacca and we were on our Jalan-jalan cari makan quest..reggardless of how much pain and illness he's going through, he never showed it out at all and I'm so proud to say he's mine and how stronged-willed he is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***BABY, I LOVE YOU***&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-6950329269644576152?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/6950329269644576152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=6950329269644576152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/6950329269644576152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/6950329269644576152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/04/zoo.html' title='Happiness...'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-2483287385026941349</id><published>2009-04-12T22:27:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T12:58:15.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyday waking up knowing that he may not be around anymore is pretty freaky..He plays a very big part in keeping me up daily..am so in love with this guy..&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is his first session of radiation therapy..he cant go for chemo as his is already a chronic acute group so chemo wont help...sitting outside the hospital corridoor is really bad..not knowing whats happening and whats going on is really depressing..I ended up helping Ann and Anna(his sisters) do their math homework...I seriously wish I'll finally wake up and know that this is all a dream...&lt;br /&gt;Well finally after hours of waiting finally he was pushed out of the treatment theater and GOSH...!!! he looked so pale..I couldnt hold back that I teared so much as though its I was gonna flood the whole place..I stayed up looking after him the whole night waiting patiently. He woke up in the morning vomiting badly and he looks so sick..my heart broke seeing him that way...even through all the pain he could still afford to give his Mum and I a sweet smile..I just went up to him and held him tight..I didnt care..I just want this to end.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-2483287385026941349?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/2483287385026941349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=2483287385026941349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/2483287385026941349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/2483287385026941349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/04/moments.html' title='the moments'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393838915076705129.post-3285271476064094657</id><published>2009-04-12T14:25:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T12:56:16.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and now I am ready to say it out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was the perfect day and my sayang called to say he's coming back..I was so so so surprised..I mean its only been like 3 months since i last saw him but I missed him so much..I guess "grace period" not over yet..lol..in the phone he didnt quite sound like himself but me as always-being the idiot didnt bother to pay much attention to it..well just cant wait for him to be back and for us to be in each other's arms again..&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the day came which was on the 9th of August and there I was at the airport with Uncle Joseph, Aunty LiNee(his parents), and Anna(his sister) waiting for my sayang to touch down..everyone seemed to be in a dull/boring/gloomy mood which was kinda annoying at the begining till the moment I saw HIM in the wheelchair..I was like WTF WTF WTF WTF...and in my head it stil didnt register..I was actually asking Aunty LiNee "why is he being such a drama king..he's only down with a cold?? no??". She just smiled..arrrgghhh wat the heck I waited for his parents to greet him as they hugged him tightly when he stood up..then it was my turn, I looked at him and I dunno why all I manage to bark out was a "hi"..like wtf just a "hi"..hahahaha was so funny then he held me close to him n whisper in my ears "I love you baby...I missed you so much"..he then cupped my face and gave me the best kiss that made my whole body go through this warm tinggly feeling..gosh its like so worth the wait..&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back from the airport, his hands were in mine all the time as though silently telling me that he's never gonna let go..although it was only holding hands I felt so safe, so wanted, so loved and somehow in his eyes I could sense something was wrong but then again maybe he's just tired..by the time we finished dinner and got back to his place it was already 9 and as I was about to leave he said "sayang, stay with me tonight..I need you please..." and tears were rolling down his cheeks..that moment right there I knew something was not right..and being such a selfish person I actually thought he was gonna call us off..WTF WTF..so I just went up to him and wiped away his tears and held him close to me that I could feel him breathing down my neck..I asked him what was wrong but he said he just wanted to hug me to sleep and to wake up still having me next to him in his arms..NOTHING happened that night but one way or another I felt something big was gonna happen the next time we wake up..&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;ITS ALL OUT IN THE OPEN...Him coming back, the tiredness in his face, the quietness around his house..EVERYTHING..my world just stopped..literally stopped..my head felt so heavy, my legs were turning into jello..gosh how could this have happened? My baby is dignosed with Chronic Acute Lukemia...its not fair..the doctors have got to be wrong..just have to be..what do I do? How do I react to this...I cannot and I mean CANNOT lose him..not now..not just yet..&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;11th August 2008- Its his birthday..although I am so torn up inside I know he feels wy worst but at east we're spending the day together..started the day by waking up next to him and watching him sleep peacefully knowing that there's so much pain that he's going through for the past 2 months..a part of me wished I never knew but another part of me feels like crying out loud for not knowing much earlier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hey Baby,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday...I love you so much...may you have a great year ahead for you..thank you for spending YOUR special day with mua'..hehehe if I could I'd take all your pain and make you a much happier person...thanks for making yourself a part of me and making me yours..I Love you baby...many many more returns of the day...hugs and kisses..=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love, Sharm"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun loving day being able to spend time with him and then dinner with his family..he stayed with me the time I needed him most so I'll never let him down..I love him...ALOT&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393838915076705129-3285271476064094657?l=relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/feeds/3285271476064094657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393838915076705129&amp;postID=3285271476064094657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/3285271476064094657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393838915076705129/posts/default/3285271476064094657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesssoul-shalaboo.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-now-i-am-ready-to-say-it-out.html' title='and now I am ready to say it out...'/><author><name>shalaboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985111300935054450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShuFZPH3uXo/SiKprTKM8PI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PfMKQ6aY8J4/S220/4261_1157455897699_1266807196_420459_5219025_n%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
