<?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-3325431426237904836</id><updated>2012-01-20T09:24:30.682+08:00</updated><category term='flash'/><category term='tengku'/><category term='sad'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='4'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='helang'/><category term='honest'/><category term='care'/><category term='later'/><category term='cumputer'/><category term='uzair'/><category term='FYP'/><category term='annual'/><category term='incident'/><category term='truth'/><category term='pervert'/><category term='asistance'/><category term='study'/><category term='family'/><category term='dragon'/><category term='helgenberger'/><category term='keyboard'/><category term='reminisce'/><category term='settle'/><category term='performance'/><category term='the'/><category term='guitar'/><category term='celebration'/><category term='mother'/><category term='dolphin'/><category term='berger'/><category term='work'/><category term='realise'/><category term='rosenberg'/><category term='jon'/><category term='story'/><category term='xml'/><category term='system'/><category term='cameron'/><category term='hunter'/><category term='elyn'/><category term='marg'/><category term='divorce'/><category term='field'/><category term='brother'/><category term='drum'/><category term='corrective'/><category term='hate'/><category term='inscribe'/><category term='international'/><category term='appreciate'/><category term='move'/><category term='sense'/><category term='unim'/><category term='busy'/><category term='love'/><category term='ma'/><category term='stupid'/><category term='OS'/><category term='down'/><category term='verbalise'/><category term='thesis'/><category term='red'/><category term='operating'/><category term='support'/><category term='trust'/><category term='happen'/><category term='schmidt'/><category term='affair'/><category term='help'/><category term='sex'/><category term='lesbian'/><category term='class'/><category term='smiling'/><category term='spotlight'/><category term='yvonne'/><category term='piano'/><category term='vir'/><category term='alan'/><category term='common'/><category term='eyes'/><category term='obsessed'/><category term='fazlyn'/><category term='cherish'/><category term='african'/><category term='tech'/><category term='don&apos;t'/><category term='carpet'/><category term='april'/><category term='expression'/><category term='berg'/><category term='wife'/><category term='version'/><category term='draft'/><category term='website'/><category term='post'/><category term='award'/><category term='girlfriend'/><category term='trip'/><category term='illusion'/><category term='pianist'/><category term='life'/><category term='rape.'/><category term='face'/><category term='day'/><category term='nottingham'/><category term='irshad'/><category term='wake up'/><category term='fendi'/><category term='drummer'/><title type='text'>Uncle's Retrospective of His Past</title><subtitle type='html'>When he writes about something, it is usually about the past, that makes him older than the things he wants to post about ... 

These translucent words are Verbalized and Inscribed in such a fashion that it will be reminisced till time ends.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-456624774175439357</id><published>2011-11-17T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T17:06:22.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boneca - Cela (Wani Ardy)</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; font-size: 90%; padding: 10px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, i heard this song back in 2007  while i was in the university and somehow it kind of justified what i was and have been feeling all along the way... The original song was in malay and for some reason when it got translated in english, i kinda brought a whole new meaning.. click &amp;lt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pa_dBMZjdN8" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt; for the youtube version of it, mind that its in malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadowed eyes&lt;br /&gt;Dancing pens&lt;br /&gt;Bleeding inks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadowed eyes&lt;br /&gt;Dancing pens&lt;br /&gt;Bleeding inks&lt;br /&gt;Ember burning words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s time for me to breath&lt;br /&gt;This is the last time&lt;br /&gt;My satisfaction is congested&lt;br /&gt;In this narrow world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve fallen before&lt;br /&gt;Now standing&lt;br /&gt;You’ve played with fire&lt;br /&gt;Now you’re burnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve bowed before&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m literate&lt;br /&gt;You’re playing with fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;You want perfection&lt;br /&gt;You become perfect&lt;br /&gt;Let me be happy with my flaws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want an angels&lt;br /&gt;To drop down from heaven&lt;br /&gt;Let me be happy with my flaws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why ... &lt;br /&gt;Don’t you just mirror&lt;br /&gt;Your perfect self,  the charming&lt;br /&gt;I’m happy with imperfection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why ...&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you fall in love&lt;br /&gt;With your perfect self, the enchanting&lt;br /&gt;I’m happy with imperfection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is able to achieve want you&lt;br /&gt;When you yourself are a human being?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is able to achieve want you&lt;br /&gt;When you yourself are a human being?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the malay version? well, please see below LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Rabak mata ku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Pena menari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Tinta berdarah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Rabak mata ku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Pena menari-nari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Tinta berdarah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Kata membara-bara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Masanya ku bernafas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Ini terakhir kali&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Puas sudah ku sesak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Dalam dunia sempit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Dulu tersungkur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Kini berdiri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Kau bermain api&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Kini ku bakari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Dulu menunduk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Kini ku celik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Kau bermain api&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Engkau mahu sempurna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Engkau jadi sempurna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Biar aku bahagia dengancela ku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Engkau mahu malaikat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Turun dari kayangan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Biar aku bahagia dengancela ku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Mengapa …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Tidak engkau cerminsaja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Diri mu yang sempurna,mempesona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Ku bahagia dengan cela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Mengapa…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Tidak kau bercinta saja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Dengan diri mu yangsempurna, mempesona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Ku bahagia dengan cela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Siapa yang mampumencapai mahu mu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Bilamana kau jugaseorang manusia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Siapa yang mampumencapai mahu mu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Bilamana kau juga seorang manusia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It so happen when a few things in life is in justice... know one thing for a fact, you are what you decide to be, what others say and what others want you to be is up to you to make true or just let it pass by. Being a gemini-an.. i am both hot and cold but that doesn't mean i swing both ways, it just mean that i have my moods and it ain't easy on anyone's eyes. Regardless, will update more often when i can get the internet connection in my house up and running... till then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle spinning his tales...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325431426237904836-456624774175439357?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/456624774175439357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2011/11/boneca-cela-wani-ardy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/456624774175439357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/456624774175439357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2011/11/boneca-cela-wani-ardy.html' title='Boneca - Cela (Wani Ardy)'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-7394220013224708124</id><published>2011-07-03T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T21:07:48.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><title type='text'>Empty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;The worst thing that we can do is delaying something. Sometimes, we delay too much till we dont really its too late to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've always told ourselves that we'll do it later, in a while @ next time... but we fail to realize that there might not be a next time @ later. That day... we'll have regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to know the fact that YOU are reading this, would just like to block YOU, but it seems that i can't due to the system settings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss a few people in life and I've texted a few just to tell them i miss them ... the replies i got? none ... maybe they changed their numbers :) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently going through another chapter in my life... not as fun as expected but i think its worth the while .. Thing is ..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stubborn&lt;br /&gt;You will be be able to scold your partner cause if u go overboard and raise your voice, tears starts falling... If ur not strict .. and try to be softer, out comes loads of reasons and it'll end up with fights .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to handle?&lt;br /&gt;Ignore your feelings for a while... sorry, i meant forever as the slightest idea of mentioning it again will erupt the anger within the partner. Making past experience as an example is not and never will be a good idea. Use current issues and examples around ... as it might just save another relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Outspoken&lt;br /&gt;Many people think being outspoken is a good quality. Don't get me wrong, i too think its good... if its applied correctly. The one im talking about is being too loud and too rude. Words are supposedly carefully thought of before spoken off. Being blunt once in a while shows people that you are firm, but being blunt all the time, just shows that you are rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to handle?&lt;br /&gt;Again, ignore your feelings, whenever being offended by words, be HOLLOW... yeah hollow .. don't carry around a shield to protect your feelings cause you'll end up counting how many bullets / arrows that hit you over the previous days / years... be translucent and expressionless.. it might just help you go through the day .. as love .. should last forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Work Time&lt;br /&gt;You are a client / a customer / a friend during work hours, please do not treat as someone special as jealousy will soon arise if you fail to realize this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to handle?&lt;br /&gt;And again, ignore your feelings, need is say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion,&lt;br /&gt;A relationship will last longer if you ignore your feelings, the blunt words &amp; the rough actions won't change i assure you. Just throw away that "my feeling" feel inside you and you'll have a long lasting relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long will it last? Until you stop wanting to ignore your feelings... Will love still be there? Well, that's a different story. Loving and having a relationship is two different things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving for me is - Being yourself with a bit of tolerance to your partner.&lt;br /&gt;Change is necessary, not because your partner wants you too, but because you want it for your partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well .. uncle signing off .. cheerio .. &lt;br /&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/3325431426237904836-7394220013224708124?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/7394220013224708124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2011/07/empty.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/7394220013224708124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/7394220013224708124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2011/07/empty.html' title='Empty'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-8199321188599519390</id><published>2011-05-15T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T23:45:13.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it true that girls don't fart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing the other day when i met some really odd things, theres word going around that girls don't ever fart. And i go, what the HECK!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i went to yahoo answer to search for the answer and little did i know that somebody had already asked. &lt;br /&gt;"is it true that girls don't fart? my mum swears its true" &lt;br /&gt;taken from yahoo answers &lt;a href="http://sg.answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20060802184600AAa61jB"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough i am a butt fan, i still did a little case study regarding this rather disturbing issues and i have come up with some rather amusing stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"men have a shorter thumb compared to women" from &lt;a href="http://www.handresearch.com/hand/Evolutie/sekseEngels.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"women has more interesting body than man" from &lt;a href="#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right2, what ever it is, i just wanted to know what was the thing that made woman sooo invincible to farting. Is it the size of the hole (you know which one) or is it the internal chemical @ organ. And to my surprise, youtube gave me the answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GxxsP7VWVN8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="no"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GxxsP7VWVN8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="no" allowfullscreen="false" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&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/3325431426237904836-8199321188599519390?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8199321188599519390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2011/05/is-it-true-that-girls-dont-fart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/8199321188599519390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/8199321188599519390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2011/05/is-it-true-that-girls-dont-fart.html' title='Is it true that girls don&apos;t fart?'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-5289956771258136879</id><published>2011-04-17T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T15:31:40.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>What do men look for in a woman?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;What Men Want &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A definitive responsible to this is impossible and answers could go on forever. Every man has his own strengths and his own issues and insecurities. Moreover, men go through different stages of life and relationships have different stages. What men want in a woman varies widely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the many answers WikiAnswers Contributors have given: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men want what they can't have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men look for health (physical, psychological, emotional, fiscal). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men look for the outward appearance of physical health, e.g. clear, bright eyes, a body not too overweight and not too underweight, clean lustrous hair, clean nails, clean body, few if any blemishes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men want someone beautiful but "beauty is in the eye of the beholder." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men want someone beautiful and we objectively know what this is. A Discovery health program stated that men overwhelmingly, cross culturally, cross generational are visually attracted to women who have a 70% ratio from waist to hips. Meaning waist is 70% size of hips. Beauty contestants across the decades have been this way even though they are much slimmer now than 10-20 years ago. Marilyn and Twiggy were both 70% ratio. It is also interesting to know that this is also an immediate indicator of health. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men want a woman who is honest, who he can trust completely, who is not likely to sneak around and sleep around with other guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone with similar interests so they have something in common. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman who will make an effort to please him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman who makes an effort to look her best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An appreciation of the man's job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman whose ego isn't bigger than her hairstyle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A partner for his life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A partner for his soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who is caring. All men want to be looked after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who has faith in him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman who is strong yet sometimes submissive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman who is strong but does not have an attitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who is not too loud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who won't nag him beyond reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman who challenges him and is full of the unexpected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An interesting woman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An intelligent woman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman who is not dumb (mediocre intelligence is fine). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman who is smart enough to grasp new concepts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone artistic or creative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman can take care of herself without feeling that she has to compromise herself in a relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who suits their individual personality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some guys like an aggressive woman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some guys like silent and reserved type. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone in-shape/athletic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interdependence, so that you trust and need each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sense of humor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman with a nice laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A positive personality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men want a woman who is comfortable with her own sexuality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone up for action, or willing to get a little kinky in the bedroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A positive personality &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A talent and passion in something worthwhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men respect and want a woman who knows her own mind; women who are true to themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone relaxed and confident. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman with a good soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman who has a great smile and loves to laugh and be herself but can also be intelligent and serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a question that has baffled women for ages. What do men consider beautiful in women? Most of us believe men only see looks as beautiful simply because the media believes it is true. They show us busty females with perfect bodies plastered across our television screens, billboards, and posters, or skinny little models posing in barely there undergarments and designer clothing and we automatically think; "The woman of every man's dreams". But ask any guy and you may very well be surprised to learn those perfect bodies and skinny models are far from his dream girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, an online survey discovered that men preferred women with an average size body and curves to those whose bodies bared more bone than fat; like the models we see on the runways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, even while an average size body did turn their heads, it was actually a woman's personality that men considered beautiful the most. They also think that a woman with self-confidence is beautiful. Kind, caring and sincere were three other attributes that were also considered beautiful in a woman as well as a woman who is willing to listen to him and engage in conversation with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what did they find beautiful as far as looks? When it comes to physical attributes, the eyes have it. Men also confessed that women with natural average-sized breasts were more beautiful than women with breast implants. And when it comes to women's fashion they think we look beautiful in casual clothing verses neat. And what underwear did they find beautiful on a woman? Surprisingly, average and feminine beat out the skimpy erotic panties found on models in adult magazines. Even more surprising, the surveys found that men thought women with a barely there, natural makeup looked more beautiful than women who wear a lot of makeup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what gives? Apparently guys are finding out that there's more than meets the eye when it comes to a woman being beautiful. Men would rather get to know a woman and discover that she is beautiful naturally instead of just judging her from the way she looks and finding out that she's really an ugly person on the inside. They're discovering what we've known all along, that true beauty lies within. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what about all of the wonderful mothers and grandmothers out there? Well smile, because while they might not admit it, a survey found that the men in your life secretly think you're beautiful too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does this mean that we'll be saying adios to those perfect and skinny bodies in the media too? Probably not, since the media knows that there's still a whole new generation of young men who are willing to believe that age-old tactic of "Sex sells". Still, we have begun to notice that more and more average and curvy size women are making their presence known in Hollywood and we're loving it!&lt;br /&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/3325431426237904836-5289956771258136879?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5289956771258136879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-do-men-look-for-in-woman.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/5289956771258136879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/5289956771258136879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-do-men-look-for-in-woman.html' title='What do men look for in a woman?'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-4368949428827648774</id><published>2011-04-04T13:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T13:23:58.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work &amp; Life? Collide?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background: url(http://photoserver.ws/images/IFfS4d9954e039fe5.png) no-repeat left bottom; font-size: 90%; padding: 10px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Just recently google-ed the name of people whom presence were important in my life. Found out that they are doing good and living the lives i've always hoped that they will lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life and love has to go separate as i had mixed work in life. Been a bit down and a bit empty lately, i guess too much of the so called "rebound" relationships doesn't really help with the growth of the mind and heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few weeks thought me a lesson about the feeling that the heart holds.&lt;br /&gt;Tho sometimes it feels so right to feel love, but we fail to realize that our heart is actually pounding due to the excited our mind builds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our partner might not be feeling the same thing. In engaging a rebound / part time partnership, the heart needs to know its in a steady state. Consistent fluctuations and inconsistent signals will lead to a heart failure, not the ones that needs you to go to the clinic, its just the one that makes you moody for a heck of a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ever it is, i've been there, was too stupid to allow myself to even try, from now on, will stay committed as a friend and hopefully everything shall stay that way. Wont rush for relationships as i cannot be certain everything will work as planned and fall into place as soon as i am ready for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers Blogspot.. you are there when i need a friend :P ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325431426237904836-4368949428827648774?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4368949428827648774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2011/04/work-life-collide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/4368949428827648774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/4368949428827648774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2011/04/work-life-collide.html' title='Work &amp; Life? Collide?'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-8859556842610112073</id><published>2011-03-21T14:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T13:23:25.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Update : Shall start Blogging Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background: url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; font-size: 90%; padding: 10px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Life continues as it was 1 year and 7 months ago. Nothing much changed except for my pay and my position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, those extra ounces of cheese did justice to my body especially my belly.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.. Well then, since i know no one reads this, i might just enjoy myself and write a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 of courting a female acquaintance, she BBMs "hopefully our friendship lasts forever".... huh i could actually hear crickets.... *ong gedek2* .. i meant frogs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what do i do now? &lt;br /&gt;1. Uphold my sacred oath "I'll be there when u need me but do not want me around. I'll leave when you want me around but no longer need me!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. just continue with the whole flirting process...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless my decision, it's time to hold back lay low and do what i love ... my job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a few days back, i received emails from top management regarding a certain series of event which led to a very very successful project. And somehow answering those emails made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok2 .. let me think what i shall write about the next time i decide to let my feelings out .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3325431426237904836-8859556842610112073?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8859556842610112073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2011/03/latest-update-shall-start-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/8859556842610112073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/8859556842610112073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2011/03/latest-update-shall-start-blogging.html' title='Latest Update : Shall start Blogging Again'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-267848811748318811</id><published>2011-01-19T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T00:23:59.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its 11 past 12 .. and i'm awake, on a working day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background: url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; font-size: 90%; padding: 10px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, like the title goes .. its past 12 .. and i'm still awake, please don't blame me, i just finished a game of cards @ 11.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, besides the normal mundane activity that i have, its been 18 months since i've been with this company which i am working for. Is it time to move on or is it still time to stay? i've reached my short term goal and how about my long term goal? can the company provide me with relevant income to reach it? let me thing for another few months :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for the remaining days of the month:&lt;br /&gt;23/01: Pick up francis (braden) in kuala terengganu air port.&lt;br /&gt;25/01: Birthday Pok Lias (since its already pay day... will get him something for his bb&lt;br /&gt;28/01: Birthday Shafiq, might just wish @ treat him lunch.. sufficient i guess&lt;br /&gt;30/01: Hopefully drive to kl and replace M.E.J for a short period of 2-4 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other plans is subjected to changes .. hurm .. i wish oh i wish there cash to do all the things i wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/kAG39jKi0lI/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kAG39jKi0lI?f=videos&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kAG39jKi0lI?f=videos&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3325431426237904836-267848811748318811?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/267848811748318811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-11-past-12-and-im-awake-on-working.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/267848811748318811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/267848811748318811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-11-past-12-and-im-awake-on-working.html' title='Its 11 past 12 .. and i&apos;m awake, on a working day'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-2497868479603729188</id><published>2009-12-31T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T01:25:24.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been Quite a While</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;AAAA... it's been so long since i last blog-ged. I'm not sure whether i am that busy or i'm just too lazy to blog. Hahaha, anyways, here's a recap of my life these few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st: Graduated&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Got a job (kinda loving it at the moment)&lt;br /&gt;3rd: Stayed honest n loyal (though it was and still is very hard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, i got a job at an offshore company which provides somewhat minimum amount of pay for a degree holder but yet i stay due to the environment. I shifted to kemaman just to work and for heaven's sake, i am finally an engineer. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, being an engineer, there are a few perks to it but there are also the bad side of it... anyways, i'll tell you guys a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three engineers and three accountants are traveling by train to a conference. At the station, the three accountants each buy tickets and watch as the three engineers buy only a single ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How are three people going to travel on only one ticket?" asks an accountant. "Watch and you'll see," answers an engineer. They all board the train. The accountants take their respective seats but all three engineers cram into a restroom and close the door behind them. Shortly after the train has departed, the conductor comes around collecting tickets. He knocks on the restroom door and says, "Ticket, please." The door opens just a crack and a single arm emerges with a ticket in hand. The conductor takes it and moves on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The accountants saw this and agreed it was quite a clever idea. So after the conference, the accountants decide to copy the engineers on the return trip and save some money. When they get to the station they buy a single ticket for the return trip. To their astonishment, the engineers don't buy a ticket at all. "How are you going to travel without a ticket?" says one perplexed accountant. "Watch and you'll see," answers an engineer. When they board the train the three accountants cram into a restroom and the three engineers cram into another one nearby. The train departs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly afterward, one of the engineers leaves his restroom and walks over to the restroom where the accountants are hiding. He knocks on the door and says, "Ticket, please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, had a good laugh.. anyways .. i'm off to bed, might start blogging again soon enough. Till then.. nights&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/3325431426237904836-2497868479603729188?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/2497868479603729188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-quite-while.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/2497868479603729188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/2497868479603729188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-quite-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been Quite a While'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-5473316734802932178</id><published>2009-06-08T00:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T18:58:37.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>losing my virginity and leaving adolsence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b171/tq2me/DSCN1260.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from a trip to tioman, many will not know that i even went there. Before  going off, there were some really weird incidents which triggered something inside me, something that i have not felt for so long, anger and hatred. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally dont mind being criticized and for all there is, do tell me my weakness. And by saying this, i mean, tell me my weakness and not without my permission just paste it out there about me and then make false accuses. The move you made was very offensive but unlike you, i shall not tell you to put it down or out, i'll just let it be cause it shows me the truth that someone feels. Its ok, its your space and you have the rights. Just that you made me regret backing you up, regret taking the blame for something you did. If i were to list out 10 things i hate about you, i'd probably fail but i do have a few things in mind but let me tell you the few most important ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&gt; i hate people jz peeping up from my window, i didn't pay $400/month to have someone jz coming over from my window to peep (besides the fact that i like to sleep naked and all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&gt; come on, think, theres a certain degree of freedom in joking, it stops when people say no and they dont like it. You leave bruises and marks on the body, not that much on mine but still, come on... think, i myself am not perfect but at least i respect others. ps: i've told you countless times dont play with the head cause even our parents dont do that just for the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right all right, skip all these lame things, i recently went to tioman island and as boring as it sounds, i did have fun :) anwyays, i'll update the pictures in the next post :)&lt;br /&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/3325431426237904836-5473316734802932178?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5473316734802932178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/06/losing-my-virginity-and-leaving.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/5473316734802932178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/5473316734802932178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/06/losing-my-virginity-and-leaving.html' title='losing my virginity and leaving adolsence'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-4326563282796818499</id><published>2009-05-19T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:41:53.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>advance bday wish to uncle shaq!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;I am officially announcing my birthday :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.headcaseradio.com/images/mspc/happy_birthday_to_you.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th of may, im gona be so old that even my voice will sound old :P&lt;br /&gt;I've never really told anyone about my birthday, but this year, im just gona be frank and you guys have to bear with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is on the 24th of MAY!!! This SUNDAY!!! and for your imformation, i am really wishing for something!!!! haha may my cash be enough to get myself these few items :P &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spokane.wsu.edu/academic/engineering/Rumsey/Mortz/dynamite.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna BLOW a candle. yes, a candle, NOT YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, do remember to wish me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spacepimping.com/graphics/myspace-happy-birthday-graphics/HappyBirthday62.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&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/3325431426237904836-4326563282796818499?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4326563282796818499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/05/advance-bday-wish-to-uncle-shaq.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/4326563282796818499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/4326563282796818499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/05/advance-bday-wish-to-uncle-shaq.html' title='advance bday wish to uncle shaq!!'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-1581829068991671698</id><published>2009-05-10T11:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:17:39.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><title type='text'>For you ma - Love you with all my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.prahtthai.ac.th/ptlife/images/ptlife/mothersday08/Happy%20Mothers%20Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="40"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;widgetID=7843503&amp;style=metal&amp;p=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="40" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;widgetID=7843503&amp;style=metal&amp;p=0" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="window"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama thank you for who I am,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the things I'm not,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for the words unsaid,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the times I forgot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama remember all my life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You showed me love you sacrificed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of those young and early days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I've changed along the way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know you believed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know you had dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry it took all this time to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I am where I am because of your truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, I miss you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Verse 3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama forgive the times you cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for not making right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the storms I may have caused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been wrong dry your eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Verse 4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama I hope this makes you smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're happy with my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At peace with every choice I made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I've changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know you believed in all of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I owe it all to you, Mama&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song can make me cry over and over again, i've done so many wrong things to my mum, too many tears were shed up to a point, i still cry even when those incidences were reminisced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma, i may not say it to you in person, but i really love you, thank you for everything, your sacrifices. I did a lot of wrong things, i'm really sorry i'm really sorry i'm really sorry, i'm sorry when at times i don't listen to you, i'm sorry i'm just too blind to see that you only wanted the best of me, i'm sorry that you have to go through life's misery just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma, sorry for cursing behind your back, sorry for not being able to follow the simplest rule you set for me, i'm sorry that i grew up the opposite of what you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, no matter how much i rebel, no matter how hard i try to act as if i don't really care, i actually really do care. If there would be a chance for me to change those rude words, those harsh actions and those ridiculous thoughts, i would, i swear i would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma, i know you won't read this but here i appologize with all my heart, i'm really sorry for all i am, for all those that i did wrong, i really love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you ma for always being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy mother's day Puan Noor Habibah Hj Arshad.&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/3325431426237904836-1581829068991671698?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1581829068991671698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-you-ma-love-you-with-all-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/1581829068991671698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/1581829068991671698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-you-ma-love-you-with-all-my-heart.html' title='For you ma - Love you with all my heart'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-5906856968434986292</id><published>2009-05-10T08:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T09:10:22.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='face'/><title type='text'>A story of the schoolies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;To those concerned: Notts Students, Syiera, Bya, Niesah and whom so ever is still or going to be undergoing uni/college student life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New school semester:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/kvqz3hqpvbelwcwv969.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the first week: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/rsr7ykfd1alwlla5g36x.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the second week: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/nezr9mpia0doz2x7k8.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the mid-term test: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/ufzgybvxl1ombf4gojau.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the mid-term test: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/imgkirlh5olu7fp7bp9y.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the mid-term test: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/rrctd4aedieklljdxr4h.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the final exam: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/wohkm5ti1vwcucetjzi.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once know the final exam schedule: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/pbf4zrkcikdr5hl9rmy4.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 days before final exam: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/bmxhf4di0y5x347s78e.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 days before final exam: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/arplw0v1sx9404k3bt4e.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 days before final exam: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/v63n44m5owtdaqtf2gt.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days before final exam: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/6gxyfx2fy3z8x2d0kcx.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days before final exam: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/3jk1hc4vxhqtzzs4c.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days before final exam: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/bc94w3z1tz4ne2zl6vi9.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 day before final exam: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/213ipyiokm1vn0fik7n.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A night before final exam: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/0zpbsstliaeue5ohyrq.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour before final exam: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/lkndwrlafthhoa2doyr.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the final exam: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/ul5wpd9iovenpg0j64mj.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once walk out from the exam hall: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/310axr879zz18ylk36ey.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the final exam, during the holiday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/7a9t221yfn2lsdf11o5.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&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/3325431426237904836-5906856968434986292?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5906856968434986292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/05/story-of-schoolies.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/5906856968434986292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/5906856968434986292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/05/story-of-schoolies.html' title='A story of the schoolies'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-9087987849609581549</id><published>2009-05-09T17:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:13:51.870+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asistance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dolphin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xml'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smiling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash'/><title type='text'>Confused, please help.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;Hi guys, i just finished creating a page for 1 of my clients. And i'm thinking of a price that i should put for this design since this is my 1st time charging for a full xml + flash website (thanks to blogspot which forced me to learn xml :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anways, here the link to the site &lt;a href="http://www.tengkuirfan.site90.net"&gt;tengkuirfan.site90.net&lt;/a&gt;, i hope you guys can check it out and give me some comments. 1 more thing, do tell me what's the appropriate price for that website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tengkuirfan.site90.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/2i8nsow0tvl9jlg0y54l.jpg" width="420"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&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/3325431426237904836-9087987849609581549?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/9087987849609581549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/05/confused-please-help.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/9087987849609581549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/9087987849609581549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/05/confused-please-help.html' title='Confused, please help.'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-9193784726543855178</id><published>2009-05-08T06:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T06:56:33.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The holy month of may</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;The month of may really brings me happiness this year. There were things that happened and things to happen and seriously i'm happy that these things happen. Anyways, a recap of the important dates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st  : Tengku Hasmimah's Birthday (my grandma)&lt;br /&gt;4th  : The Ever so Lovely Norefariza Rosli's Birthday (my love)&lt;br /&gt;19th : Si Aainaa Busuk's Birthday (my lil sis)&lt;br /&gt;21th : Final Day of Examination&lt;br /&gt;24th : The Day I Get To Eat Muffins with Candle On Top (my bday)&lt;br /&gt;29th : Project Presentation + END OF DEGREE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so looking forward to these events!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regards,&lt;br /&gt;uncle&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/3325431426237904836-9193784726543855178?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/9193784726543855178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/05/holy-month-of-may.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/9193784726543855178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/9193784726543855178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/05/holy-month-of-may.html' title='The holy month of may'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-8612378426944825750</id><published>2009-05-07T01:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T11:38:31.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schmidt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wake up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon'/><title type='text'>Thank you for waking me up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.raph.com/3dartists/artgallery/6457.jpg" width="440"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Been 7years since i officially practiced my piano. And for some unknown reason i grew so full of myself and i practically was able to play any score that was given to me with my own specific style and seriously i thought myself as talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is, i've been lying to myself, by being able to play all the classic songs and creating new tunes just to fit the audience's demands, i've forgotten the true value that a pianist should hold. Their pride is not in the ability to entertain everyone but in the ability to entertain themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 years i was playing without a single note in mind where everything was just at the tips of my fingers, and my fingers danced and jumped to a rhythm that i have never thought of. Then i realised that i was never satisfied and that there was always something missing in all of my performance. I realised something today and to make me realise it, a truck had to hit me. (not literally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never had soul when i'm playing, my mind is busy boasting about how well things turned out, and for god's sake, i was proud of it. &lt;a href="http://www.jonschmidt.com/catalog/index.php"&gt;Jon Schmidt&lt;/a&gt; made me realise that its not about the quality of music, its about how the music touch you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost done with my degree, and after this is life at work, i'm gonna save and the first thing i'm gonna do is train myself more and more untill i am actually satisfied with myself and my skills would actually made me smile and would actually satisfy me. I salute you mr &lt;a href="http://www.jonschmidt.com/catalog/index.php"&gt;Jon Schmidt&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Please Click &lt;a href="http://www.jonschmidt.com/catalog/freestuff/all_of_me.mp3"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to hear the MP3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://api.ning.com/files/pNyO8jkanxKx-0SnaXrKeVqAAf3KKqT*ZZljbnbaYybtscNuyWACz2ajDPcwh6WOhu2YS63DtjT5mwDIt6NS7vARZV7vBlzp/pianist.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siging off,&lt;br /&gt;uncle&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/3325431426237904836-8612378426944825750?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8612378426944825750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-7years-since-i-officially.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/8612378426944825750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/8612378426944825750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-7years-since-i-officially.html' title='Thank you for waking me up'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-6067903084281837319</id><published>2009-05-06T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:32:20.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd award by bya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80K2YQhp6vA/Sf12oPZDrcI/AAAAAAAAAbI/JvxnONqqUCA/s1600/BNT-61~Abstract-Piano-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She mentioned three things here, comel + gedik, of which doesn't suite me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kecoh? No No No, you got it all wrong, i'm friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not GEDIK!!! I am a pure man, 100% macho-ness. Cute? yes i am, that i must admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing out,&lt;br /&gt;uncle&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/3325431426237904836-6067903084281837319?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6067903084281837319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/05/2nd-award-by-bya.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/6067903084281837319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/6067903084281837319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/05/2nd-award-by-bya.html' title='2nd award by bya'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80K2YQhp6vA/Sf12oPZDrcI/AAAAAAAAAbI/JvxnONqqUCA/s72-c/BNT-61~Abstract-Piano-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-3207471741552634349</id><published>2009-05-05T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:05:15.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>My 1st ever award. HUH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://syieracuppcakesbaby.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7saPT2VfkaM/Sf87gxRGUtI/AAAAAAAAAL0/VA1UILWG-zg/S240/HAIRTHUMB+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lil lady told me to take this picture (which was up in her blog) and put it on mine, saying that it's an award of some sort. HECK do i understand what's the award for but for the sake of just making that lil lady happy, why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i personally think that it's just her way to publicize her blog but seriously, i don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, miss syiera, your "award" will be the first that i have received throughout my 7 years of blogging (with 12 out of 17 blogs are closed down). I have put it down below there for you guys to see and steal if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off with regret (i have to continue studying),&lt;br /&gt;~uncle~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325431426237904836-3207471741552634349?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3207471741552634349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-1st-ever-award-huh.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/3207471741552634349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/3207471741552634349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-1st-ever-award-huh.html' title='My 1st ever award. HUH!'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7saPT2VfkaM/Sf87gxRGUtI/AAAAAAAAAL0/VA1UILWG-zg/s72-c/HAIRTHUMB+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-6603248284796164586</id><published>2009-04-14T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:44:40.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='common'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honest'/><title type='text'>An Obituary You Really Must Read</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;An Obituary printed in the London Times - Interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who&lt;br /&gt;has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was,&lt;br /&gt;since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:&lt;br /&gt;- Knowing when to come in out of the rain;&lt;br /&gt;- Why the early bird gets the worm;&lt;br /&gt;- Life isn't always fair;&lt;br /&gt;- and maybe it was my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend&lt;br /&gt;more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children,&lt;br /&gt;are in charge).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but&lt;br /&gt;overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy&lt;br /&gt;charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens&lt;br /&gt;suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher&lt;br /&gt;fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the&lt;br /&gt;job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly&lt;br /&gt;children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It declined even further when schools were required to get parental&lt;br /&gt;consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student; but could&lt;br /&gt;not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have&lt;br /&gt;an abortion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses;&lt;br /&gt;and criminals received better treatment than their victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a&lt;br /&gt;burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to&lt;br /&gt;realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap , and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust,&lt;br /&gt;by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his&lt;br /&gt;son, Reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers;&lt;br /&gt;I Know My Rights&lt;br /&gt;I Want It Now&lt;br /&gt;Someone Else Is To Blame&lt;br /&gt;I'm A Victim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If&lt;br /&gt;you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325431426237904836-6603248284796164586?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6603248284796164586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/04/obituary-you-really-must-read.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/6603248284796164586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/6603248284796164586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/04/obituary-you-really-must-read.html' title='An Obituary You Really Must Read'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-1694287442141907118</id><published>2009-04-13T21:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T12:24:20.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>A personal note~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;"Tu Sol Comandi, Amor"&lt;br /&gt;Love, only you alone guide us&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know something, screw everyone thats tells you what they think about love,&lt;br /&gt;Well let me tell you wwhat i think love is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is how you speak to me, you have that softness in your voice&lt;br /&gt;Love is how you touch me and guide me, showing me the way to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we kiss, and when we kiss&lt;br /&gt;It moves me to my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give and take a few fights, a few times when we had different perception towards things. We ended up apologising to each other disregarding the fact that we had just fought minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, i miss you with all my heart and there are a lot of things happening to you at the moment and non of them is to your liking. I'm sorry that i can't be there most of the times but i assure you that when i can, i will surely be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you really need to make a firm decesion on life, it is especially crucial when things go bad and when i'm not around. And when those times come, i hope you make a decesion that you won't regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If god takes my life away before the time i wished he would, i'd want you to be ready for it. I'd want you to be able to make decesions of which will make you a happier person. I'd like to know that when i'm no longer around, i left a woman whose charm and maturity is beyond any other and is able to make decisions despite her surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, for you i will, a song i sing to you and a creed i told myself. And for that same reason, please say for me you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forwarding you his heart,&lt;br /&gt;~shaq~&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/3325431426237904836-1694287442141907118?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1694287442141907118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/04/personal-note.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/1694287442141907118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/1694287442141907118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/04/personal-note.html' title='A personal note~'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-1785053159846978230</id><published>2009-04-11T15:21:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:45:09.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pervert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsessed'/><title type='text'>You're a pervert, i promise you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;Now, you tell me how you look at things, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5639/2020/1600/delprete_message.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a straight answer, what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientific research showed that children can't recognise erotic scenes.Instead they see 9 dolphins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, adult's mind is rather "corrupted" so adult person may have problems spoting 9 dolphins at first eye glaze. If you have trouble spoting dolphins in the first 6 seconds, then your mind is heavily corrupted, and you are seriously obsessed with sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wonder why eyh~ let me show you guys the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/jrg3v4hnnfmht5ed3twa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope you guys can see the answer this time, i purposely colored it for you pervs out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, below is an easier picture for you guys to spot, i found 9 dolphines, anyone can beat me? PROVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5639/2020/1600/dolphins.jpg?force=1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, before signing off i 'll give u guys something, who is this person below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shafe.co.uk/crystal/images/lshafe/Einstein_Monroe.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure? stand up, step away from the laptop @ pc. move back and look again. (from as far as possible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you see albert einstein or marilyn monroe?&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/3325431426237904836-1785053159846978230?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1785053159846978230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/04/youre-pervert-i-promise-you.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/1785053159846978230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/1785053159846978230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/04/youre-pervert-i-promise-you.html' title='You&apos;re a pervert, i promise you!'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-5683598559865730192</id><published>2009-04-11T01:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:45:25.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yvonne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nottingham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annual'/><title type='text'>The Story of the "stoned" princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;Once upon a time, there was a lady turned to stone and before she was turned to stone, she posses a very unlady-like pose....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyT52QH1AwM/Sd6_GXLPDoI/AAAAAAAABuY/tDsqWY0X1I4/s400/P4040019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a distant land a distant kingdom, a prince and his squire came to the picture, both dark knights with incredible skills.&lt;br /&gt;The prince was a lot stronger compare to the squire .. as you can see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyT52QH1AwM/Sd7JdoPChRI/AAAAAAAABvQ/g061opkJXP0/s400/P4040002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to save their daughter, the king and queen of the land held a ball for their daughter to find someone who is able to break the wrethced curse which entombed their daughter. The news of the ball was known over mountains and seas and invitations was sent out like it was no ones bussiness regardless of the budget. &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyT52QH1AwM/Sd7AaiUY8KI/AAAAAAAABug/ineveDGpZBY/s400/P4040027a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Setting for the ball was prepared nicely, inclusive of the cuisines that were to be served that night. And the music, it was heavenly as the king and queen appointed the best bard in the whole kingdom to entertain their guests :) (talk about bragging)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyT52QH1AwM/Sd7BzrZFOCI/AAAAAAAABuo/KRMgH0JknwE/s400/P4040050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from above to below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rK9gfLaXm8M/SduCPVm7vPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/wkFEGzQjdmY/s400/DSCN0897.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the bard's performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyT52QH1AwM/Sd7NNgZin9I/AAAAAAAABvo/EsmlVAca4D0/s400/P4040033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the air was fantastic, so was the crowd. From every edge of the kingdom, people came with their best clothes on or off. Man and woman from all walks of life came anxiously to wait for the princesses' savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rK9gfLaXm8M/Sd5BmgYTWWI/AAAAAAAAAKk/SiSJsHdmig0/s1600/DSCN0849.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rK9gfLaXm8M/Sd8Kw4yNFaI/AAAAAAAAANk/m4uePn-UkUk/s1600/DSCN0872.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rK9gfLaXm8M/Sd8EMpBAtqI/AAAAAAAAAME/IRx8nBuuC5c/s1600/DSCN0902.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NONE PROVED TO BE WORTHY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when the king and queen was about to give up, a timid squire came to them and kneeled before them (and took pictures), he told the queen that a knight will come and save the princess and then scurried off as fast as light itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyT52QH1AwM/Sd7GuCyxW3I/AAAAAAAABvI/Nt0dCz-hXhU/s400/P4040090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The knight came and turned to princess back to normal (pictures not shown due to explicit scenes which involves human morales). Well then, back to the story, The princess soo happy that she decided to marry the knight in black when the bard came barging in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyT52QH1AwM/Sd7C4Yt2ZGI/AAAAAAAABuw/4jzDCFgcmOs/s400/P4040065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gracious lord was the king, queen and princess surprised. They asked him of his presence in such a manner and the bard shouted. "He's MINE~~" and the whole room went quite, eyes were on him, and the knight replied "He's telling the truth!!!"... tiny chit chats could be heard throughout the room, queer eyes were given to the odd couple, even the walls seemed to have eyes of it own just to make them look bad. But hey stood strong and stood firm against the crowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyT52QH1AwM/Sd7E2Mnh7-I/AAAAAAAABu4/t_JxJrXBf7s/s400/P4040063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyT52QH1AwM/Sd7LZtL10VI/AAAAAAAABvg/XZd6ue-dZ1I/s400/P4040116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The princess was devastated, she wanted to turn to stone again so that she might run away from the agony of her prince charming not being so straight (GAY!!!) but as she was just about to wish, an old friend of her, a prince for another country came to her with a smile and promise to take care of her. TADAAA .. i don't know how to end .. haha .. LAME!!! the end!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyT52QH1AwM/Sd7OMKETIDI/AAAAAAAABvw/eyOTeGT-5pA/s400/P4040057a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures curtasy of &lt;a href="http://hotarusportal.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Firefly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://nottingham-university.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nottingham Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*warning*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those concerned, this has nothing to do with real life issues, wether you are in a relationship with someone or no one, it has nothing to do with that, it's just a mde up story by an uncle who got damn bored at 2am :P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325431426237904836-5683598559865730192?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5683598559865730192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/04/stroy-of-stoned-princess.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/5683598559865730192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/5683598559865730192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/04/stroy-of-stoned-princess.html' title='The Story of the &quot;stoned&quot; princess'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyT52QH1AwM/Sd6_GXLPDoI/AAAAAAAABuY/tDsqWY0X1I4/s72-c/P4040019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-8579859742149599485</id><published>2009-04-09T00:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T12:28:33.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><title type='text'>A Mechatronic Student's Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photoserver.ws/viewer.php?file=l4vm6souex6ls47sej5z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/l4vm6souex6ls47sej5z_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="l4vm6souex6ls47sej5z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photoserver.ws/viewer.php?file=dy4dedq4njjb7pru2645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/dy4dedq4njjb7pru2645_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="dy4dedq4njjb7pru2645.jpg" height="105" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photoserver.ws/viewer.php?file=8mlm94tnyw8n9yp7vxl3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/8mlm94tnyw8n9yp7vxl3_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="8mlm94tnyw8n9yp7vxl3.jpg" height="105" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you that i was a butt fan :) hehe as so here's my proof :) i hope you guys are satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photoserver.ws/viewer.php?file=5z5husltjtqwrsqo0asx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/5z5husltjtqwrsqo0asx_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="5z5husltjtqwrsqo0asx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fynn jamal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photoserver.ws/viewer.php?file=dskw99vzb9q90ma6krba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/dskw99vzb9q90ma6krba_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="dskw99vzb9q90ma6krba.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh chentaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, life is a bitch, i mean, once i got the servo board, my PIC programmer board got stollen, once i got it running, my IC froze in front of my supervisor. And now i have to do everything from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats a student life, it can't be helped and i seriously have to suffer the conciquences of taking mechatronics from start :( To all of you wanna be engineer, please stay off mechatronics engineering or else you'll have to suffer the eternal wrath of all the engineering courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mechatronics = Mechanical (moving structure) + Electrical (considered blood of a machine) + Electronics (the internal organs) + Computer Science (the brains of the robot) + Management Studies (analytical views regarding the management of budget, scope and schedule) + Business (to sell the freaking robot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the heart of KL and as pleasent as it seems, i seldom fail to appreciate the beauty of a town regardless how tall the towers are and how sexay looking he women are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photoserver.ws/viewer.php?file=o5987ps3elviw23mrrbv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/o5987ps3elviw23mrrbv_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="o5987ps3elviw23mrrbv.jpg" height="105" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photoserver.ws/viewer.php?file=ql6m5n0wrj7tcavotk41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/ql6m5n0wrj7tcavotk41_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="ql6m5n0wrj7tcavotk41.jpg" height="105" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i show you guys some pictures of the beach since i feel relaxed watching them unlike some other bitches out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photoserver.ws/viewer.php?file=6r8yhir8dleowihw23v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/6r8yhir8dleowihw23v_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="6r8yhir8dleowihw23v.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photoserver.ws/viewer.php?file=44j58f47dj9h8mhya3s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/44j58f47dj9h8mhya3s_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="44j58f47dj9h8mhya3s.jpg" height="105" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photoserver.ws/viewer.php?file=q3igcgpcnx32xe8dd1zm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/q3igcgpcnx32xe8dd1zm_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="q3igcgpcnx32xe8dd1zm.jpg" height="105" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photoserver.ws/viewer.php?file=7arsqjkhnkf97fy1vfvw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/7arsqjkhnkf97fy1vfvw_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="7arsqjkhnkf97fy1vfvw.jpg" height="105" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325431426237904836-8579859742149599485?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8579859742149599485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/04/mechtronic-students-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/8579859742149599485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/8579859742149599485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/04/mechtronic-students-life.html' title='A Mechatronic Student&apos;s Life'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-3012428029071967275</id><published>2009-04-07T18:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T14:40:13.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><title type='text'>And so was the annual dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2746/92/97/555365965/n555365965_2012047_3652088.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pictures curtasy of &lt;a href="http://simaaron.carbonmade.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aaron Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Red Carpet Affair was an astonishing event and by saying this, i now announce my self as the oppening act :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wearing a white shirt, with a white tuxedo mixed with a pair of black jeans :P as i had no slacks, i guess, jeans did quite well in matching with the tux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2750/221/33/505086041/n505086041_2309454_1598154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2750/221/33/505086041/n505086041_2309454_1598154.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2750/221/33/505086041/n505086041_2309532_6568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2750/221/33/505086041/n505086041_2309532_6568.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2750/221/33/505086041/n505086041_2309452_7653061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2750/221/33/505086041/n505086041_2309452_7653061.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2750/221/33/505086041/n505086041_2306623_5821615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2750/221/33/505086041/n505086041_2306623_5821615.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2750/221/33/505086041/n505086041_2309547_6330563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2750/221/33/505086041/n505086041_2309547_6330563.jpg" width="100" height="75" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2682/66/9/563836913/n563836913_1712971_1086957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2682/66/9/563836913/n563836913_1712971_1086957.jpg" width="100" height="75" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2750/221/33/505086041/n505086041_2309526_2508156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2750/221/33/505086041/n505086041_2309526_2508156.jpg" width="100" height="75" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2750/221/33/505086041/n505086041_2306612_2351091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2750/221/33/505086041/n505086041_2306612_2351091.jpg" width="100" height="75" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of the best moments in my life, friends were there and i was proud as any proud man would be. THANKS everyone who made the event a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;a href="http://gunimezone.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kenshin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://hotarusportal.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;firefly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And very a special thanks to effa who was loving enough to accompany me to the dinner, thanks babe.&lt;br /&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/3325431426237904836-3012428029071967275?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3012428029071967275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-so-was-annual-dinner.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/3012428029071967275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/3012428029071967275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-so-was-annual-dinner.html' title='And so was the annual dinner'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-701147314496913544</id><published>2009-04-01T23:41:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T12:30:18.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>So tell me, what do you see?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/67l49yvldf72n5wfmc3.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a question of what lies within that uncertainty, could you tell me what is hidden behind that tiny glow of light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can, than you are a mind reader, if you can't don't worry, we are normal. The moral of the story is not about the thing that will be fried, it's about the irrational behavior of jumping to conclusion despite having a view of the whole situation or is this case, picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://azmiera.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/pic02286sv2.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok2, enough blogging, uncle need to get back to his work :) take care kids, toodles :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: down there is a picture of a bunch of ducks and a so called short necked swan.(which for me is a freaking duck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photoserver.ws/files/bk5dvelxtqgqi4es0ufu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/bk5dvelxtqgqi4es0ufu.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photoserver.ws/files/rama6rcabg4qw2cunb56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/rama6rcabg4qw2cunb56.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more thing .. I LOVE BABY BUTTS!!!!! i am a BUTT FAN!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.actionwipes.com/sitebuilder/images/Baby_Butt_small-241x292.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325431426237904836-701147314496913544?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/701147314496913544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-tell-me-what-do-you-see.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/701147314496913544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/701147314496913544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-tell-me-what-do-you-see.html' title='So tell me, what do you see?'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-2895980118502382142</id><published>2009-03-30T20:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:46:27.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tengku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irshad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uzair'/><title type='text'>That Little One in my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/ik0nqknhvk7ddio97qum.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was a boy who lived under uncle aziz's household and that boy was the smallest of 4. He was born on March 30th,2000 and so the story goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's my lil one, one of the many cute and looking guy in the family (the best is still the eldest,me...) Anyways, this guy has a lot of traits that might fall into the liking of both female and male adults out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of all, he's cute, but not as cute as me.&lt;br /&gt;2nd : is the fact that he's a much better person that his 3rd brother.&lt;br /&gt;3rd : He's our only hope to become an ustaz :P&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/zhu4enmq3i5b3tliyz0w.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me why i don't have that many photos of him is because he's very2 shy towards the camera. I'll tell you a bit about him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 1 :&lt;br /&gt;He broke my mum's vase, patiently waited for my mum to come home and before my mom event sets foot through the house door, he comes to my mum crying and said, "mama... uzair mintak maaf *sob*, uzair pecahkan pasu mama *sob*, mama jangan la marah.. *sob* nanti mama amik duit belanje uzair mama beli pasu baru yang lagi cantik ye *sob*, tapi kalau mama taknak amik duit belanja uzair, mama amik duit belanje abang cakeng *sob* abang banyak duit" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 2 :&lt;br /&gt;It was a tiring weekend, and everyone was energiless, suddenly my mum heard someone in the toilet, washing clothes. My mom shouted "bibik~~~ ooo bibik~~~~ tolong amikkan air panas ..." and she heard a reply "ye cik noor~~~" from downstairs... she went HUH!!! she dashed to the toilet and found my brother (which was 7 at that time) washing his own clothes and my mom asked why!! and his reply made my mom cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama : apa uzair buat?&lt;br /&gt;him : nape ma? uzair basuh baju la.&lt;br /&gt;mama : nape tak suruh bibik?&lt;br /&gt;him : bibik tengah sibuk, abang cakeng penat, kakak ngan abg ubin tido, mama kan tengah buat keje, uzair tak nak susahkan sape2.&lt;br /&gt;mama : laaa, minx la bibik buatkan.&lt;br /&gt;him : xperla mama, sumer orang dah banyak buat keje tuk uzair, biarla uzair yang buat.&lt;br /&gt;mama : *wipes tears in her eyes*&lt;br /&gt;him : mama, nape mama nangis? *runs to my mum, hugs her, wipe my mum's tears away*&lt;br /&gt;mama : EYYY mata mama masuk sabun laaaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;him : sorry2... *stepped away sebab takut kene marah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/b2tek9tjlr9b558n1f6e.jpg" width="450"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 3&lt;br /&gt;my mum was searching for a new car, and complained about prices being too high. he heard my mum's discussion with my dad. Later on he came to me and asked, "abang, harga kerete berapa? uzair nak belikan mama kereta". I was like, huh, "80 ribu" *with a smirking face* and he said "mahalnyer, takperla". He ran off, came back with a piggy bank and a peace of paper. On the paper was written RM80,000 tunai and he gave me around rm47 via the piggy bank.&lt;br /&gt;I asked him, what was that about and he said he wanted to buy mama a car and said that it's a cheaque. And told me to ask the car salesman if he could work at the place just to pay for the car if the things he gave me wasn't enough. Tears went down my cheeks upon hearing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, for you guys out there, my brother may not be the cutest and the best brother there is. But to me and to my family, he is one great guy and a guy who i am proud to call my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care my lil one, Uzair Irshad, semoga hidupmu penuh kerahmatan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325431426237904836-2895980118502382142?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/2895980118502382142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/that-little-one-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/2895980118502382142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/2895980118502382142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/that-little-one-in-my-life.html' title='That Little One in my life'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-4967215177956968424</id><published>2009-03-27T15:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:46:41.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cherish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I HATE THIS!!! ~~arghhh~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photoserver.ws/files/96x7sgv0yp1ojod7xjca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/96x7sgv0yp1ojod7xjca.jpg" width="460"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is freaking tiring, going through and fro to do this and that, to understand this and that. Do you think that color tracking is that simple? servo movement and all? When i come to see you, you just tell me that i'm not spending enough time on the project. Well, Mr know it all, the total time i spent on understanding, grasping and applying is more that you have ever spent time thinking about what you are going to do for your next holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when things go wrong, the best words of advice is, "i don't know, it's your project, you should know!". What in heaven's name is your role in my project anyways!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, almost everything is out, haha thanks for reading this totally random post. Sorry to waste your time :) uncle signing out at 15:51&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325431426237904836-4967215177956968424?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4967215177956968424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hate-this-arghhh.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/4967215177956968424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/4967215177956968424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hate-this-arghhh.html' title='I HATE THIS!!! ~~arghhh~~'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-8328120709855876348</id><published>2009-03-27T12:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:46:55.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fazlyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fendi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Congrats Elynn &amp; Fendi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://simbolique.com/album/fadzlin_fendi/5.jpg" width="460"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://simbolique.com/album/fadzlin_fendi/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://simbolique.com/album/fadzlin_fendi/3.jpg" width="100" height="150"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://simbolique.com/album/fadzlin_fendi/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://simbolique.com/album/fadzlin_fendi/6.jpg" width="100" height="150"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://simbolique.com/album/fadzlin_fendi/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://simbolique.com/album/fadzlin_fendi/8.jpg" width="100" height="150"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://simbolique.com/album/fadzlin_fendi/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://simbolique.com/album/fadzlin_fendi/10.jpg" width="100" height="150"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://simbolique.com/album/fadzlin_fendi/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://simbolique.com/album/fadzlin_fendi/9.jpg" width="100" height="150"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures courtesy of &lt;a href="http://simbolique.com/blog/?p=324"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SIMBOLIQUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My the bottom of my heart, i wish elyn (kak elyn) congratulation as per her wedding with Fendi on March 15th 2009. Wishing her all the best for her married life and hope to see lil ellyn running along in a few years time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to be seeing you in the near future :) Again, congratulations... you are no longer a Ms. cause you are now a MRs hehe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: sorry i didn't make it to the wedding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325431426237904836-8328120709855876348?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8328120709855876348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/congrats-elynn-fendi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/8328120709855876348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/8328120709855876348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/congrats-elynn-fendi.html' title='Congrats Elynn &amp; Fendi'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-5858660894209215235</id><published>2009-03-26T18:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:47:08.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='berg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='draft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divorce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='berger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helgenberger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rosenberg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thesis'/><title type='text'>The Fight Between Berg &amp; Berger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://l.yimg.com/img.tv.yahoo.com/tv/us/img/site/24/77/0000002477_20060919155526.jpg" height="200" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;vs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mediabistro.com/fishbowlLA/original/Rosenberg.jpg" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is March 27th and for my own personal reminder, i have a thesis draft to submit. Endlessly reminding myself to work on my draft, i find myself getting more tensed despite doing it accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, have you guys heard the news, Theres a major fight between &lt;a href="http://l.yimg.com/img.tv.yahoo.com/tv/us/img/site/24/77/0000002477_20060919155526.jpg"&gt;Berg&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.mediabistro.com/fishbowlLA/original/Rosenberg.jpg"&gt;Berger&lt;/a&gt;. No i am not joking!! The "CSI" star Marg Helgenberger has filed for divorce from her husband, fellow actor and Screen Actors Guild President Alan Rosenberg &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(taken from &lt;a href="http://www.star-ecentral.com/news/story.asp?file=/2009/3/26/tvnradio/20090326103135&amp;amp;sec=tvnradio"&gt;the star&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/span&gt; Why? Lets figure out why divorce happens :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 He is not there when she needs him at night (ehem2)&lt;br /&gt;2 She failed to fulfill his needs (another ehem2)&lt;br /&gt;3 The failed to communicate as each other are to busy with other actors &amp; actresses&lt;br /&gt;4 They love each other too much to even be with each other (gile pe!)&lt;br /&gt;5 They USED to love each other back then&lt;br /&gt;6 He change a lot ( as if she didn't)&lt;br /&gt;7 we just feel like getting a divorce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So? what do you guys think? Am i thinking of the right things?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325431426237904836-5858660894209215235?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5858660894209215235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/fight-between-berg-berger.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/5858660894209215235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/5858660894209215235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/fight-between-berg-berger.html' title='The Fight Between Berg &amp; Berger'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-5512938569697773744</id><published>2009-03-26T12:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:47:24.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='incident'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='move'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='later'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunter'/><title type='text'>A Cartoon Fan getting bored~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dragon Hunters&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/r8uw6s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/vqgs1s.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/15fn9ys.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/fvcv46.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2lkejw3.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2d94mqf.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/4qm0qe.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?dnuf0lgqwyy"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just saw this movie and it was freaking awesome and seriously a must watch cartoon. Hahaha, this uncle will forever be a kid at heart due to his liking of cartoon movies desregarding his age.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, i got a class at 2 and will be busy for the next 3-4 hours of his not so busy life. When i'm back i'll tell you guys about the stupidest incident today!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325431426237904836-5512938569697773744?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5512938569697773744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/cartoon-fan-getting-bored.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/5512938569697773744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/5512938569697773744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/cartoon-fan-getting-bored.html' title='A Cartoon Fan getting bored~'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i44.tinypic.com/r8uw6s_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-6900943695928458941</id><published>2009-03-25T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:47:44.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='version'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='support'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cumputer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='operating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='system'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affair'/><title type='text'>Thinking of getting married? Read it first &amp; decide !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/bspcn.com/Ry6EIgd5hFI/AAAAAAAABRE/QSZ8LL8lLF8/s288/0000041.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dear Tech Support: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I upgraded from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0. I soon noticed that the new program began unexpected child processing that took up a lot of space and valuable resources. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, Wife 1.0 installed itself into all other programs and now monitors all other system activities, such as Poker Night 10.3, Football 5.0, Going To The Pub 7.5, and Softball 3.6 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to keep Wife 1.0 in the background while attempting to run my other favorite applications. I'm thinking about going back to Girlfriend 7.0 , but the uninstall doesn't work on Wife 1.0. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, &lt;br /&gt;Troubled User..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPLY: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Troubled User: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very common problem that men often complain about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people upgrade from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0, thinking that it is just a Utilities and Entertainment program. Wife 1.0 is an OPERATING SYSTEM and is designed by its Creator to run EVERYTHING!!! It is also impossible to delete Wife 1.0 and to return to Girlfriend 7.0 . It is impossible to uninstall, or purge, the program files from the system once installed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot go back to Girlfriend 7.0 because Wife 1.0 is designed to not allow this. Look in your Wife 1.0 manual under Warnings: Alimony-Child Support . I recommend that you keep Wife 1.0 and work on improving the situation. I suggest installing the background application Yes Dear 2.7 to alleviate your program problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best course of action is to enter the command C:\APOLOGIZE! because ultimately you will have to give the APOLOGIZE command before the system will return to normal anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife 1.0 is a great program, but it tends to be very high maintenance! Wife 1.0 does come with several support programs, such as Clean and Sweep 3.0, Cook It 1.5, and Do Bills 4.2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, be very careful how you use these programs . Improper use will cause the system to launch the program Nag Nag 9.5 Once this happens, the only way to improve the performance of Wife 1.0 is to purchase additional software. I recommend Flowers 2.1 and Diamonds 5.0 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING!!! DO NOT, under any circumstances, install Secretary With Short Skirt 3.3 . This application is not supported by Wife 1.0 and will cause irreversible damage to the operating system! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of luck, &lt;br /&gt;Tech Support&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325431426237904836-6900943695928458941?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6900943695928458941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/thinking-of-getting-married-read-it.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/6900943695928458941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/6900943695928458941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/thinking-of-getting-married-read-it.html' title='Thinking of getting married? Read it first &amp; decide !'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/bspcn.com/Ry6EIgd5hFI/AAAAAAAABRE/QSZ8LL8lLF8/s72-c/0000041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-6949638265810866567</id><published>2009-03-24T12:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:48:05.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>saying "as if i care" in all the wrong places</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/212ekj4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yabadaba.ru/files/63062"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.adrive.com/public/47ffe2fa081ca6ecd6cfff14bcad70e8709a2e844f4142705d1b8f3e1640e662.html"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=1R1H9NTQ"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.gigasize.com/get.php?d=d875t95yw5b"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.2shared.com/file/4691442/3139f1c9/OneClickMoviezCom-devise-spongicus.html"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://uploadbox.com/ru/files/a4f0019520"&gt;6&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://youload.to/download/20474/OneClickMoviez.Com_devise_spongicus.avi"&gt;7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;click on any number for a surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever told anyone in your life these exact four words, "as if i care" or even "do i look like i'd care". At times, it may sound harsh but when used properly, it sounds perfect. When sacrificing something for a loved one and someones comes to you saying all the bad things about your soon to be actions and you go "as if i care, i just want her to be happy". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well then, i'm not here to talk about how you make it sound right, i'm here to talk how it sounded very bad when used improperly and yes it makes you want to kill the other person. Imagine spending two hours on a useless speach (nagg) and the other person just tells you"do i look like i give a shit?". I assure you, the only expression that you will have is that sigh on your face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://cache0.bigcartel.com/product_images/27887/300.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are certains details in life which is worth listening to despite the fact that you're being nagged to and despite the fact that you already knew those simple things. At times, we tend to forget the simplest things in life and need someone to just guide us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma, i'm sorry that i put on my headphones while you were nagging and i'm really sorry that i fell asleep twice while you were nagging (it was a bit too long though). I just want to tell you that no matter how not listening i was, my subconcious mind was always alert and was continuously listening to you giving advice (nagging).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.toppun.com/Cool_Free_Stuff/Free_for_All/Free-Rainbow-Stuff/Free-Gay-Pride-Rainbow-Posters/Free-Gay-Pride-Poster-Born-Gay-Follow-The-Ray-Born-Straight-Refuse-to-Hate-450.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the other thing, for your information ma, no matter how much i utter the four words above, i actually do care and i really mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps: &lt;a href="http://effa-thediarys.blogspot.com/"&gt;dear&lt;/a&gt;, please think about your words before those words were spoken as it would hurt a lot of people.&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/3325431426237904836-6949638265810866567?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6949638265810866567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/saying-as-if-i-care-in-all-wrong-places.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/6949638265810866567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/6949638265810866567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/saying-as-if-i-care-in-all-wrong-places.html' title='saying &quot;as if i care&quot; in all the wrong places'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/212ekj4_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-6041622451515663577</id><published>2009-03-23T12:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:48:19.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='april'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spotlight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drummer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carpet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pianist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keyboard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red'/><title type='text'>Those Values Instilled in Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photoserver.ws/viewer.php?file=xrc4znyq27v8iuqn2lzx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/xrc4znyq27v8iuqn2lzx_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="xrc4znyq27v8iuqn2lzx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;click for a bigger view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got this on my &lt;a href="mailto:kecy7tis@nottingham.edu.my"&gt;owa mail&lt;/a&gt; and as expected i got it, the &lt;a href="http://www.nottsaffair.com/"&gt;annual dinner&lt;/a&gt; as a lame performer.  The thing is, i tought i'd get a free seat @ something but as it turned out, i got a rm55 discount voucher which doesnt exist :P which made my ticket available at rm70 instead of rm135. Thats quite a lot and yeah i'm glad i decided to perform. Currently thinking of the songs to be played later on:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 - crysteline drama (by shaq)&lt;br /&gt;2 - melody of a broken arse.. i mean heart~ (by shaq)&lt;br /&gt;3 - do you think i should do a medley or an actual song (by any artist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHA, disregard the fact that i'm trying to be lame, today March 23rd proved to be very2 tiring as i just got to know that the only reason my stupid servo board is not functioning is due to the fact that the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/PIC"&gt;PIC&lt;/a&gt; chip onboard is burnt. I steadily called the company and inquired wether i could buy just the IC as i would like to save a huge sum of my allowance (and yeah i bought annual dinner tickets costing me rm205 just 30mins before).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I quickly borrowed &lt;a href="http://hotarusportal.blogspot.com/"&gt;firefly's&lt;/a&gt; car and rushed to Bizchip Sdn Bhd and was very much surprised upon arival as i thought that the freaking company was a massive electronics factory but it turned out that the company was only a unit in a shop lot (1st floor) and my 1st impression = is this it? it looks like a freaking "kedai cetak rompak!!!". Anyways, i got it, and hope that they'll deliver it by this friday else i'm screwed. ps: tq &lt;a href="http://gunimezone.blogspot.com/"&gt;kenshin&lt;/a&gt; for lending that rm100.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, i got to get a move since i'm quite busy with my "other" work (besides watching "documentaries"). Here are some pictures which i am not entirely proud of but am able to show :P enjoy my beauty :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps: &lt;a href="http://effa-thediarys.blogspot.com/"&gt;dear&lt;/a&gt;, don't forget to wash your teeth and mandi today :P HAHAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photoserver.ws/viewer.php?file=edxte456un29t7464lbl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/edxte456un29t7464lbl_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="edxte456un29t7464lbl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photoserver.ws/viewer.php?file=8umue6z9ehdephwhw6u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/8umue6z9ehdephwhw6u_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="8umue6z9ehdephwhw6u.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photoserver.ws/viewer.php?file=0kkfr4vivtslsr2psl6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/0kkfr4vivtslsr2psl6_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="0kkfr4vivtslsr2psl6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/ic4f1nwcabfxdrk0mz.png" width="400"&gt;&lt;br&gt;this is my band's logo&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325431426237904836-6041622451515663577?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6041622451515663577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/those-values-instilled-in-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/6041622451515663577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/6041622451515663577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/those-values-instilled-in-me.html' title='Those Values Instilled in Me'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-3153190744709721624</id><published>2009-03-20T10:48:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:48:41.682+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corrective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='african'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rape.'/><title type='text'>Corrective Rape - What so correct about it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:aKMU8DLbUjodsM:http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/d/de/South-african-school-children.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In most African communities, prejudice against homosexuality continues to run very deep - so deep, in fact, that people don't appear to have a problem with committing sexual violence against gays or lesbians in order to express that prejudice. In South African townships, lesbians are being raped under the theory that this will somehow cause them to change their sexual orientation and start being sexually attracted to men. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(taken from &lt;a href="http://atheism.about.com/b/"&gt;austin&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of all, raping a person or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rape"&gt;sexually assaulting&lt;/a&gt; a person &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rape"&gt;wiki&lt;/a&gt; would state it)&lt;/span&gt; is obviously wrong. Personally, it is regardless of the initial intention, whether to cure or to prevent. Having an intercourse without the partner's consent is always wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking my words into account, when a female is born, she is prone to keep her &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Virginity"&gt;virginity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i high-lighted this in case you guys didn't know what it was :P)&lt;/span&gt; at least until she finds a man in her life whom she love and is willing to give him her most priced possession. The idea of an unknown or not loved man just coming on to you and shoving his enormous wee wee&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(you know.. that thing you have~ down there~)&lt;/span&gt; inside you is seriously not pleasant. Imagine is some girl suddenly gets on you and start to have "fun" with you... erk .. i think i got that wrong, let me rephrase that. Lets just say, out of the blue, a guy comes to you and have fun FROM BEHIND cause in that community they believe that REAL man only make love with men and no women. HUH.. TAKE THAT.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(not saying that i'm gay though)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, what do you think? Correcting a lesbian woman by raping her, does that sound right? it might.. if they put it in a different way.. Let's say, making love to a woman because you love her and want that specific change in her &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i'm trying to be sensitive here, come on guys)&lt;/span&gt;. Wouldn't that have sounded better. HAHAHHA eventhough it's the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the discussion about my own country... All the "nyahs" here in my lovely malaysia, should i organise a raping event to turn these guys into REAL men? Should i hire some prostitue just to make them normal again? or should i ask a sibling @ a close friend of his to "correct" him. It sounds wrong doesn't it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself may not condone homosexuality. But raping someone with the belief that it will make them heterosexual is completely apaling! And even though my beliefs differ from others when it comes to homosexuality. I believe everyone should be treated with respect! Regardless of beliefs or sexual preference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways guys, what do you think? is it logical to rape someone cause he/she is a homosexual being? Anyways, if you think that what i am saying makes any sense, feel free to sign this &lt;a href="http://www.thepetitionsite.com/takeaction/516925943?z00m=19752166"&gt;petition&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: &lt;a href="http://gunimezone.blogspot.com/"&gt;kenshin&lt;/a&gt;~ i've done wrong. CORRECT me.&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/3325431426237904836-3153190744709721624?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3153190744709721624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/corrective-rape-what-so-correct-about.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/3153190744709721624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/3153190744709721624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/corrective-rape-what-so-correct-about.html' title='Corrective Rape - What so correct about it?'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-338652037135616055</id><published>2009-03-17T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:48:54.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cameron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field'/><title type='text'>The Cameron Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://th08.deviantart.com/fs17/300W/i/2007/179/9/b/Tree_Brushes_by_ki_cek.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/download/58633263/Tree_Brushes_by_ki_cek.rar"&gt;download&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Argh, im going to &lt;a href="http://www.c-a-m.com/"&gt;cameron international&lt;/a&gt; for a field visit and possibly a job offer. Im kinda scared and im rather anxious to go there.&lt;img src="http://www.iconspedia.com/uploads/31606770.png" width="35"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Im currently loss in the sea of Final Year Projects, &lt;img src="http://www.iconspedia.com/uploads/1728379007.png" width="35"&gt;i still cant get my servo to work as there might be a really big problem with the servo board. Regardless of that, i got screwed up BIG time by my &lt;a href="http://www.nottingham.edu.my/Faculties/Engineering/Electrical/People/Pages/Fawaz_Annaz.aspx"&gt;supervisor&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;img src="http://www.iconspedia.com/uploads/842425067.png" width="35"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways guys, theres a photoshop brush on the top, feel free to download, its from &lt;a href="http://ki-cek.deviantart.com/art/Tree-Brushes-58633263"&gt;deviant art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.iconspedia.com/uploads/937731675.png" width="35"&gt; and i really hope you enjoy it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.iconspedia.com/uploads/1520222352.png" width="35"&gt;Wish me goodluck for tomorrow aight guys, till then take care, toodles, love ya&lt;img src="http://www.iconspedia.com/uploads/1520222352.png" width="35"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325431426237904836-338652037135616055?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/338652037135616055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/cameron-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/338652037135616055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/338652037135616055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/cameron-trip.html' title='The Cameron Trip'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3325431426237904836.post-144920512331735810</id><published>2009-03-17T05:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:49:09.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='settle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='down'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verbalise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminisce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inscribe'/><title type='text'>Settling down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background:url(http://photoserver.ws/files/y4h7zscto03d19htezn3.png) no-repeat left bottom; text-align:justify; font-size:90%; padding:10px"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photoserver.ws/files/x3iepq17tks26z812ei.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm finally done on deciding the name and layout of my blogand thus by saying this, i now announce that my new blog link is &lt;a href="http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess losing &lt;a href="http://vir.site90.com/"&gt;VIR&lt;/a&gt; was and still is one of the saddess events in my life but hey, life has to go on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3325431426237904836-144920512331735810?l=uncleshaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/feeds/144920512331735810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-finally-setteled-with-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/144920512331735810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3325431426237904836/posts/default/144920512331735810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncleshaq.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-finally-setteled-with-name.html' title='Settling down'/><author><name>uncle shaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09291983943936303065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeA53avc6zg/TruSFYYgh-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sROJ44fvK1o/s220/n706828000_425249_4214.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
