<?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-7558947</id><updated>2011-07-31T21:31:06.849+10:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Shoes'/><category term='Drinking'/><category term='tech'/><category term='songs'/><category term='Farewells'/><category term='yum cha'/><category term='funny'/><category term='trips'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Gadgets'/><category term='Memorial'/><category term='blast from the past'/><category term='Annoyance'/><category term='rave'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Clubs'/><category term='Tags'/><category term='Melb Update'/><category term='Ramblings'/><category term='Dinner'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Trance'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Photoshoot'/><category term='Events'/><category term='Guest Blog'/><category term='Football'/><title type='text'>Inspired By Feelings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>496</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-4757829267564863213</id><published>2010-03-10T00:10:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T00:47:05.090+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>Still Is The Water Where My Fears Are Bound</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Man... I HAVE to post something, even if I have nothing much to say about it... 6th March 2010, what started out to be a nice warm sunny Saturday ended up in disaster as a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.ninemsn.com.au/slideshow_ajax.aspx?sectionid=9016&amp;amp;sectionname=slideshowajax&amp;amp;subsectionid=203819&amp;amp;subsectionname=melbhailstorm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;freak storm hit Victoria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Bloodied festival-goers, spooked racehorses, smashed windows and cars and heavy rain inside buildings were some of the surreal scenes unfolding across Melbourne, in one of the most intense storms in years. Yesterday's storm in Melbourne was freakish. It was sunny one moment, then suddenly hailstones as big as golf balls fell from the sky at alarming speed. A lot people weren't quick enough to get out of the way and were badly bruised and bloodied. ---&lt;a href="http://www.3news.co.nz/Freak-storm-drenches-Melbourne/tabid/417/articleID/145100/Default.aspx"&gt; 3News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S5ZMvrhx-VI/AAAAAAAACJk/6wdeKSDtKQg/s1600-h/25644_372166065890_502500890_5178464_5100423_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S5ZMvrhx-VI/AAAAAAAACJk/6wdeKSDtKQg/s320/25644_372166065890_502500890_5178464_5100423_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446625181373167954" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S5ZMvd1xttI/AAAAAAAACJc/D4coFYTUDFU/s1600-h/26123_1197053738401_1590230792_30414959_8348410_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S5ZMvd1xttI/AAAAAAAACJc/D4coFYTUDFU/s320/26123_1197053738401_1590230792_30414959_8348410_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446625177698940626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S5ZMvIo9srI/AAAAAAAACJU/CDn716ixVhs/s1600-h/24488_1388182821808_1149190681_31201100_1716844_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S5ZMvIo9srI/AAAAAAAACJU/CDn716ixVhs/s320/24488_1388182821808_1149190681_31201100_1716844_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446625172008055474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S5ZMuhxqYAI/AAAAAAAACJM/-jcCCTU0EKk/s1600-h/25214_344727681265_710096265_4098946_4037939_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S5ZMuhxqYAI/AAAAAAAACJM/-jcCCTU0EKk/s320/25214_344727681265_710096265_4098946_4037939_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446625161575555074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S5ZMucZc9bI/AAAAAAAACJE/MDPGMbSi_qg/s1600-h/25258_371106787847_544102847_4822664_7366121_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S5ZMucZc9bI/AAAAAAAACJE/MDPGMbSi_qg/s320/25258_371106787847_544102847_4822664_7366121_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446625160131835314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S5ZMucZc9bI/AAAAAAAACJE/MDPGMbSi_qg/s1600-h/25258_371106787847_544102847_4822664_7366121_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I fortunately/ unfortunately missed the whole event. We were playing futsal in South Yarra when it all happened, we were clueless and when we got out we were so confused. Not to mention, we got stuck at South Yarra coz there were no trains goin back to the city at that point. When we finally got on board ONE train, it stopped at Flinders coz the trains were not goin back to Southern Cross, I didnt know why. So I had to walk all the way home from Flinders station. And on the way, I witness the aftermath of the storm, roof collapsed, water everywhere, ppl STILL stuck on trams and cars left abandoned coz they're not able to move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I reached back to my apartment, I learnt that some roofs in Southern Cross Station had "collapsed" which was the reason no trains were goin to Southern Cross.Ok, understood. Then came the problem with my apartment. Spencer Street had flooded before I got back. Water must have subsided when I got back, but the damage has already been done. My apartment lobby had leaves and sticks and water everywhere! The lift wasnt working, they probably shut it down for safety reasons, whatever. And I live on the 30th floor, mind you.... So begins the journey of 1000 steps... oH I dont know... could be 10000 steps for all I know... but freaking hell...30th floor is NO FREAKING JOKE! So yeah... thats how the 100year storm affected me. Wished I had seen it before it left me with such......a lovely experience. Sheesh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-4757829267564863213?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4757829267564863213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=4757829267564863213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4757829267564863213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4757829267564863213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2010/03/still-is-water-where-my-fears-are-bound.html' title='Still Is The Water Where My Fears Are Bound'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S5ZMvrhx-VI/AAAAAAAACJk/6wdeKSDtKQg/s72-c/25644_372166065890_502500890_5178464_5100423_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-6651101411807765493</id><published>2010-02-28T18:15:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T18:56:56.597+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Any Other Day, You Just Look Around And All You See Is Gone</title><content type='html'>I think you can tell when I'm bored...Anyways... since I do have alot of time in hand, I might as well update. Before my brain dies on me and all these good moments fade away, I shall note them down. Beginning with my return back home on the 18th Dec 2009. Touch down in the morning and TAGging by night. It was a superb night as EVERYONE was out to party and I havent had that kinda opportunity since, my farewell about 1.5 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oVfsOoepI/AAAAAAAACI8/hkV0HN_kIF4/s1600-h/10957_245913948507_832293507_4254889_3745300_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oVfsOoepI/AAAAAAAACI8/hkV0HN_kIF4/s320/10957_245913948507_832293507_4254889_3745300_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443186733823326866" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oVemj0AyI/AAAAAAAACIk/YP2yLWJVNco/s320/20457_388032735226_669430226_10301434_3617623_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443186715121681186" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such a good feeling to have everyone around. Loving that "attik" picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of my nights were spent in TTDI... either in the German pub or in TDH. We [me, neekee, yinyi] found gold, when we were recommended to try this pizza meatloaf. omg.. its heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oVfXluyBI/AAAAAAAACI0/E5l0DPYYspY/s320/17257_444543415226_669430226_10830759_2770430_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443186728283064338" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we've been having pork so often, I felt like a pig...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oVe1L8K1I/AAAAAAAACIs/cDszSNsNE8s/s320/17257_444543815226_669430226_10830780_7762818_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443186719048084306" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Managed to catch 2manyDjs. Rocking night!! Sweat it all out.. good exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oVeGy0xZI/AAAAAAAACIc/CUXgQXK8p6k/s1600-h/21957_465731290226_669430226_10980576_5002064_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oVeGy0xZI/AAAAAAAACIc/CUXgQXK8p6k/s320/21957_465731290226_669430226_10980576_5002064_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443186706594710930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oVeGy0xZI/AAAAAAAACIc/CUXgQXK8p6k/s1600-h/21957_465731290226_669430226_10980576_5002064_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got the chance to catch Gareth Emery and Markus Schulz as well.. no picture with Markus tho, but it was all good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6th-9th January 2010 BKK!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oUzjP9W_I/AAAAAAAACIE/apNZ2iAbM-g/s1600-h/17257_440497065226_669430226_10799959_1106832_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oUzjP9W_I/AAAAAAAACIE/apNZ2iAbM-g/s320/17257_440497065226_669430226_10799959_1106832_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443185975498726386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oUzjP9W_I/AAAAAAAACIE/apNZ2iAbM-g/s1600-h/17257_440497065226_669430226_10799959_1106832_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the BEST trips ever!! I would say that it was a rather spontaneous trip, the idea was random but the outcome was nothing short of amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oUze-ksqI/AAAAAAAACH8/jmFMvx1JRmQ/s1600-h/17257_440518080226_669430226_10800233_926653_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oUze-ksqI/AAAAAAAACH8/jmFMvx1JRmQ/s320/17257_440518080226_669430226_10800233_926653_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443185974352065186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oUze-ksqI/AAAAAAAACH8/jmFMvx1JRmQ/s1600-h/17257_440518080226_669430226_10800233_926653_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its a BUG'S LIFE! tried eating bugs... but all I could muster was a little worm. Salty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oUzJcKGRI/AAAAAAAACH0/qp_b_CJx5bk/s1600-h/19332_297792686751_546316751_3902749_7888307_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oUzJcKGRI/AAAAAAAACH0/qp_b_CJx5bk/s320/19332_297792686751_546316751_3902749_7888307_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443185968570571026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oUzJcKGRI/AAAAAAAACH0/qp_b_CJx5bk/s1600-h/19332_297792686751_546316751_3902749_7888307_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sirocco Sky Bar. Breath taking view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oUyt5u0lI/AAAAAAAACHs/TGArErPEkkU/s1600-h/19332_297792906751_546316751_3902768_5619858_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oUyt5u0lI/AAAAAAAACHs/TGArErPEkkU/s320/19332_297792906751_546316751_3902768_5619858_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443185961178419794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oUyt5u0lI/AAAAAAAACHs/TGArErPEkkU/s1600-h/19332_297792906751_546316751_3902768_5619858_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AHahhahaAAha.... excuse the laugh. A mandatory group picture everywhere we go now. ALL IS GOOD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22nd - 25th January 2010 BALI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oT84k2GjI/AAAAAAAACHE/dniWu4s2B-w/s1600-h/23692_502087715226_669430226_11209810_7757220_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oT84k2GjI/AAAAAAAACHE/dniWu4s2B-w/s320/23692_502087715226_669430226_11209810_7757220_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443185036330670642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oT84k2GjI/AAAAAAAACHE/dniWu4s2B-w/s1600-h/23692_502087715226_669430226_11209810_7757220_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup, a short relaxing trip with just 3 friends. It was very different from Bangkok, but it was still good nonetheless. All we did was walk walk walk, eat, walk walk DRINKKKKK, walk walk Shop, had the most amazing dinner seafood on the beach while watching the sun set along with seabreeze....heaven. Found myself 2 moms from the trip. Mommy MunKeng treats me like a baby, taking food for me n peeling my prawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oT8Ymc9YI/AAAAAAAACG8/DwYwHTOTdj8/s1600-h/23692_502087610226_669430226_11209801_4409209_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oT8Ymc9YI/AAAAAAAACG8/DwYwHTOTdj8/s320/23692_502087610226_669430226_11209801_4409209_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443185027747476866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oT76YUN5I/AAAAAAAACG0/YEU2TpOgO2o/s1600-h/23692_502087280226_669430226_11209761_6448855_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oT76YUN5I/AAAAAAAACG0/YEU2TpOgO2o/s320/23692_502087280226_669430226_11209761_6448855_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443185019635120018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oT76YUN5I/AAAAAAAACG0/YEU2TpOgO2o/s1600-h/23692_502087280226_669430226_11209761_6448855_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kuta beach was disgusting tho, full of rubbish floating everywhere! Mommy Kwan was by accident thanks to this STEWPID manicure/pedicure lady who thought I was her son. -____-". Oh, story got diverted. Anyways.. Mommy Kwan found a dirty old plate floating on the water while we were playing in it. Yucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oT7WEtwSI/AAAAAAAACGs/DQDJK_4gOVw/s1600-h/22657_502075620226_669430226_11209675_2051421_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oT7WEtwSI/AAAAAAAACGs/DQDJK_4gOVw/s320/22657_502075620226_669430226_11209675_2051421_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443185009889231138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oT7WEtwSI/AAAAAAAACGs/DQDJK_4gOVw/s1600-h/22657_502075620226_669430226_11209675_2051421_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tanah Lot. A must go, if you're in Bali. Spent 95% of the time trying to take emo nemo pictures and Balaeric album covers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oT67x8_JI/AAAAAAAACGk/dZZr4dzFHGM/s1600-h/IMG_7666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oT67x8_JI/AAAAAAAACGk/dZZr4dzFHGM/s320/IMG_7666.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443185002831215762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this, is my favo shot of all, pretty much sums up the trip for me as well. Maybe you cant see it clearly, but shes laughing. A very happy picture despite the emo background. Love the contrast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know theres not much to show here... there were just TOOOO many pictures taken and I cant possibly put them all here. Its all on FB already anyways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thats how 2 months came to pass. Wish all of my holidays will be as precious as that. Its gonna be tough to beat, but now I'm looking forward to whats got installed for me this coming year's end. Thanks for the great 2 months. Till I see you all again... take care and be good =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-6651101411807765493?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6651101411807765493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=6651101411807765493&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6651101411807765493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6651101411807765493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2010/02/any-other-day-you-just-look-around-and.html' title='Any Other Day, You Just Look Around And All You See Is Gone'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/S4oVfsOoepI/AAAAAAAACI8/hkV0HN_kIF4/s72-c/10957_245913948507_832293507_4254889_3745300_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-2284097389280754336</id><published>2010-02-25T02:35:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T03:02:02.854+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>Watching The Candle Flicker Out</title><content type='html'>its 2am, and I'm feeling alil gray. Theres something about the quiet city at night that is haunting. It makes me think about every possible thing (damnit it has to be when I'm back in Melbourne all alone). More often than not, it brings out the deeply disturbed side of me. All of my insecurities come out to haunt me. They play around my mind like kids on a carousel, laughing as they go around. The more I listen to their laughter, the more I succumb to their evilness. All these voices in my head clouding me from the truth, making me skeptical of reality. What do I know about reality? The only thing that I know of is that I'm never good enough for anyone and I'm worth nothing. This is not something I've felt today or yesterday. This is something I've felt my whole life. I hate it... I hate it with all my heart. I wish I'm not so fucking insecure. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admit. I put up a strong front to ignore the problem. But when the problem is within you, there is no running away from. I'm just a broken piece of glass, breaking off into smaller pieces from time to time. I hate myself for what I am and I hate how its affecting the other parts of my life. I'm pissed off at MYSELF, now aint that fun?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mind is choking up and my tears are devouring my soul. Please help me stop this. Wake me up and tell me this is not true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm up for a junkyard sale. I'm broken but might still function pretty well after some repairs, any takers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO, but seriously....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need a damn shrink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-2284097389280754336?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2284097389280754336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=2284097389280754336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2284097389280754336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2284097389280754336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-wonder-why-stars-dont-seem-to-guide.html' title='Watching The Candle Flicker Out'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-5329613393877617045</id><published>2010-02-22T10:48:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T14:08:38.853+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farewells'/><title type='text'>24 hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"  style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}" style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I realised its hard to juggle between dreams in a foreign land and the people you love thats back home. If only i can bring them along with me. For once, I wished time didnt pass by so quickly. 2 months have come and gone, I'm thankful that I managed to extend 5 more precious days here, but leaving always leaves a mark on me everytime. Its never gets any easier, especially now that I know I will be gone, longer than before. Dont get me wrong. I dont hate the life I have there, I just hate goodbyes. Sometimes you have to let go of things to find out that you really have something you love back home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have unsaid words stuck in my throat and unshed tears pooling in my eyes, and I know only more of these will await its turn at the next goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And for every whisper that you'll never hear, thats is me silently saying "so this is goodbye and I love you all".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Someday you’ll forget the closeness we have and the jokes we’ve shared. You’ll meet someone who can get along with you more than I can. But what I hope is that someday you’ll realize that I’m someone who has touched your life"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-5329613393877617045?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5329613393877617045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=5329613393877617045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5329613393877617045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5329613393877617045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2010/02/24-hours.html' title='24 hours'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-7899795550454008771</id><published>2010-01-31T21:27:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T21:43:20.201+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Never Cry Again</title><content type='html'>Its 2010~~~ Either there really isnt anything interesting happening around me or.....I'm just boring(which is the same thing) I really havent been updating! Hmm.. maybe I've lost the ability to express myself. I dont have the heart to let this blog go. All of my teenage angst are plastered in here. Ok la.. not really TEENAGE, but I was young and there are things in life that I couldnt understand, especially about growing up. Still learning. I'm still a kid at heart, no matter what the number says. Everything else around me changes with time. I am one of the only thing that stays the same. I'm TIMELESS. I should be precious and have a hefty price tag.hehe.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, I'm a Multimedia Designer graduate! Yes I have a degree and yes, I have fina-fuckinly graduated. Took awhile, but its done. But my journey does not end here. I'm going back to RMIT again. Cant seem to get away from them. Within a year from now, I'm hoping that our little company, oh yes I forgot to mention that I'm going to start up a company with 1/3 of raining trio, Mr. Slinky Yap. Er, I was saying.... I hope that our little company will do well, surpass all the hurdles n perhaps when we hit 30, we'll be able to own our own studio so that we can do everything in-house. Very nicee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of the company, I'll have to put my other agendas on hold. Looks like the animals will have to fight on without my help, at least until I have all my things settled. I cant just leave everything behind right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also...on a more personal side, I'm still looking to find myself. I am not complete until I find it. I still have alot to fight. For myself, my sanity, for peace.I need to be able to see the light before I'm swallowed in darkness and be lost till the day I die. I cant help but think about the mountains of emotional shit I'm buried under from time to time. I know the problem is within myself, my mind and I cant love anything or anyone until I love myself. But I dont know where to start. Think I need to do more things in life...hmm.... OH well.... Heres to hoping 2010 would be smooth and pleasant. It is after all the Tiger year, its about time they all give us tigers a break man... its been too long that we suffer from unpleasant days/months/years. Whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to family dinner now, and then the big showdown. Arsenal vs. Manchester United. Good luck to us all. Adiossss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-7899795550454008771?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7899795550454008771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=7899795550454008771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/7899795550454008771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/7899795550454008771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/never-cry-again.html' title='Never Cry Again'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-7458003173267086515</id><published>2009-10-14T01:04:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T02:07:55.699+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clubs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>Oh I'll Stay Up Till You're Next To Me</title><content type='html'>Its been almost a MONTH since my birthday. And I guess its time to update. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;. SO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;anywayss&lt;/span&gt;... I was over at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;slinky's&lt;/span&gt; place &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; Nat said she was gonna make me dinner, lasagna, which was GREAT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;. So yeah.. after dinner, I was chilling in their room when suddenly they brought out a cake. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;.. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSJ-xeBpoI/AAAAAAAACFc/w5QxhqJ6ymM/s320/9416_144216136385_635066385_3117700_5891938_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392086365393495682" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;arent&lt;/span&gt; really candles.. its toothpicks and aluminum foil that makes up my name. The cake's great. Chocolate Cheese Cake. Homemade.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; get better than that =) After that we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Backpakers&lt;/span&gt; for some cheap fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSK-ejykpI/AAAAAAAACGc/o4pX9VZKnLk/s320/9416_144216241385_635066385_3117718_5249564_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392087459829027474" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Backpackers.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ppl&lt;/span&gt; + Beer + jukebox = best night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSK-Ldh2bI/AAAAAAAACGU/7TDtPteTtpA/s320/9416_144216336385_635066385_3117735_7479136_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392087454702492082" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After awhile.. we kind got rowdy.. n the place was empty..so it was almost like OUR place instead. TRIED to do the muff+&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;stit&lt;/span&gt; pose....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSK9jZgdmI/AAAAAAAACGM/xA9j6X4-7v4/s1600-h/9416_144216301385_635066385_3117730_6281807_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSK9jZgdmI/AAAAAAAACGM/xA9j6X4-7v4/s320/9416_144216301385_635066385_3117730_6281807_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392087443948205666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSK9jZgdmI/AAAAAAAACGM/xA9j6X4-7v4/s1600-h/9416_144216301385_635066385_3117730_6281807_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but as u can see... major fail.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; sorry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;MuffStit&lt;/span&gt;....no bad intentions there.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;kekekeek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSJ_BQ4ixI/AAAAAAAACFk/i4N2PIfXBQ4/s320/9416_144216496385_635066385_3117761_3452213_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392086369633340178" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supper! well to be honest.. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really remember much towards the end of the night. Apparently I was rowdy.... Look I even turn into a lefty when I'm drunk... god knows what i was writing on the paper, I swear I thought I ordered food... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSK9aq-AbI/AAAAAAAACGE/X2DqJnS02ZM/s320/9416_144216471385_635066385_3117758_4595329_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392087441605525938" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There...proof that Gremlin is still here. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ahahah&lt;/span&gt;. I need William and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Jue&lt;/span&gt; to control me. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But overall.. Superb Night! thanks to everyone + 20++ jugs of beer.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;woot&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;SBBB&lt;/span&gt;, 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Sept 2009, Seven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSJfDP2xMI/AAAAAAAACE0/HF8pIgHqhbw/s320/9423_149662673434_526288434_2836869_1067736_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392085820410086594" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The table reservation for the 4 of us + champagne cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSJ_8cDZvI/AAAAAAAACFs/-0XcsIWFqCY/s1600-h/9423_149663443434_526288434_2836981_6603201_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSJgtezRUI/AAAAAAAACFU/ZSHpK6H3peg/s320/6833_164159632243_661037243_3590734_5591481_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392085848926930242" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Birthday foursome... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; no... just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSKAlIxWcI/AAAAAAAACF8/T4FlAHZB-J8/s320/9423_149662748434_526288434_2836881_6544853_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392086396442859970" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Chins unite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the rest of the night..... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ROWDYNESS&lt;/span&gt;, Podium takeovers,missing ties, champagnes and puke. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSJ_8cDZvI/AAAAAAAACFs/-0XcsIWFqCY/s320/9423_149663443434_526288434_2836981_6603201_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392086385517881074" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSKADKOuAI/AAAAAAAACF0/TzukPcrKLYw/s320/9423_149663368434_526288434_2836970_3969280_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392086387322173442" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSJgTXnAmI/AAAAAAAACFM/5kYCWPxrP8k/s1600-h/6833_164159977243_661037243_3590790_1719473_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSJgTXnAmI/AAAAAAAACFM/5kYCWPxrP8k/s320/6833_164159977243_661037243_3590790_1719473_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392085841917444706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSJf5MRPDI/AAAAAAAACFE/vJqjtIBw6jc/s1600-h/6833_164164582243_661037243_3590944_1737034_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSJf5MRPDI/AAAAAAAACFE/vJqjtIBw6jc/s320/6833_164164582243_661037243_3590944_1737034_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392085834890558514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSJfR_PYEI/AAAAAAAACE8/Y3kpfpMA-Rw/s1600-h/6833_164164692243_661037243_3590962_1696041_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSJfR_PYEI/AAAAAAAACE8/Y3kpfpMA-Rw/s320/6833_164164692243_661037243_3590962_1696041_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392085824366927938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray for alcohol....where would these good nights go to, without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;alco&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;? =) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;CHeers&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-7458003173267086515?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7458003173267086515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=7458003173267086515&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/7458003173267086515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/7458003173267086515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-ill-stay-up-till-youre-next-to-me.html' title='Oh I&apos;ll Stay Up Till You&apos;re Next To Me'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/StSJ-xeBpoI/AAAAAAAACFc/w5QxhqJ6ymM/s72-c/9416_144216136385_635066385_3117700_5891938_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-8236667164066364598</id><published>2009-09-17T23:28:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T12:25:48.383+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clubs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>Hey Hey Hey!</title><content type='html'>Okay... before this gets too late and wayyyy too overdue Oh btw... I should have a warning sign here.&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; MAY CONTAIN PHOTO OVERLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...Not too late to back out now before it all loads. =D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to say.. this Merdeka celebration here in Melbourne was ZAWESOME!!! Its the whole weekend that made it rocking and the fact that my mid sem break starts on Monday made it all better! Starts off with ZOMG Party at VII on Friday night. Dont remember when was the last time I had so much fun in a Melbourne club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrEMhKpOznI/AAAAAAAACDM/qQ2wBoD5s6E/s320/6132_146979802243_661037243_3373740_8024884_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382096793616961138" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought them all Jagerbombs, which kick started my engine for the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrEMgqVTbcI/AAAAAAAACDE/Z2RzI2R8tNk/s320/6132_146977962243_661037243_3373712_4196836_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382096784943443394" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrEMSza_SCI/AAAAAAAACC0/psEno21tpwo/s320/6132_146977687243_661037243_3373665_4961426_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382096546865039394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N then beer... n I dont really remember what else I had.. but I remember not feeling high enough so I got into the cheap drunk mode and got myself a bottle of champagne!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrEMhWLL7SI/AAAAAAAACDU/4RwCpuf0ANw/s320/6132_146979822243_661037243_3373744_3670762_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382096796712168738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that... everything else, like they say... was history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrEMTSpgzMI/AAAAAAAACC8/ChqSKM2YCOw/s320/6132_146977807243_661037243_3373684_1833489_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382096555247455426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was too drunk to get back to my own house.. so I crashed on the floor of Slinky's apartment...woke up the next day for 2 hours of futsal. Crazy.. with every step I took, I wanted to puke. Good thing I didnt puke on someone. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;30th Aug 2009 @ CQ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrEMiKJQY9I/AAAAAAAACDc/m8OjkF7XQj4/s320/6384_146424587222_648182222_3373062_4738555_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382096810662716370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This night was SUPERB! with Lapsap spinning, I didnt need much alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrEMwhJq93I/AAAAAAAACD8/jIdw1vEK1Zs/s320/img_4789wtmk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382097057356642162" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n thats exactly what happened. I was on the dance floor 80% of the night! All smiles for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrEMwHJqf3I/AAAAAAAACD0/OYEy57S_4uY/s320/img_4525wtmk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382097050377289586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The crowd was also pretty pumped up. But I think our enormous group did pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrEMvi5gY3I/AAAAAAAACDs/hdSMomgJMBM/s320/6384_146424822222_648182222_3373100_3298787_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382097040645841778" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrEMiT1G2MI/AAAAAAAACDk/A1AtFaoPfGc/s320/6384_146424792222_648182222_3373095_3640149_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382096813262559426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrEMxR64w9I/AAAAAAAACEM/M0K-lTXNFsY/s320/img_4802wtmk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382097070447969234" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to prove how crazy it was.. check out Blink RocKing the crowd!! It was AWESOME... no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrEMSd2qn6I/AAAAAAAACCs/ReJXuhD8BcA/s1600-h/5409_130156067329_512112329_2970407_4692849_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrEMSd2qn6I/AAAAAAAACCs/ReJXuhD8BcA/s320/5409_130156067329_512112329_2970407_4692849_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382096541075546018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrEMSDVVXRI/AAAAAAAACCk/78Ig4lg10uU/s1600-h/5409_130156017329_512112329_2970398_6031629_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrEMSDVVXRI/AAAAAAAACCk/78Ig4lg10uU/s320/5409_130156017329_512112329_2970398_6031629_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382096533956418834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrEMRrMEkcI/AAAAAAAACCc/ffcZ1D8FWA8/s1600-h/5409_130155782329_512112329_2970359_1293226_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrEMRrMEkcI/AAAAAAAACCc/ffcZ1D8FWA8/s320/5409_130155782329_512112329_2970359_1293226_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382096527475118530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrJWgH7wUwI/AAAAAAAACEc/VIR6YbuHKYE/s1600-h/9423_126716653434_526288434_2604909_6037246_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrJWgH7wUwI/AAAAAAAACEc/VIR6YbuHKYE/s320/9423_126716653434_526288434_2604909_6037246_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382459614546645762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrJWf3Tb9iI/AAAAAAAACEU/NoyTy5dtJN0/s1600-h/9423_126716663434_526288434_2604911_713215_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrJWf3Tb9iI/AAAAAAAACEU/NoyTy5dtJN0/s320/9423_126716663434_526288434_2604911_713215_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382459610082571810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrLvVVD8K2I/AAAAAAAACEs/rqNPVvlFeDs/s1600-h/6132_147153612243_661037243_3376467_6010266_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrLvVVD8K2I/AAAAAAAACEs/rqNPVvlFeDs/s320/6132_147153612243_661037243_3376467_6010266_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382627654371126114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrLvVFau0-I/AAAAAAAACEk/hu7hiVe_HCc/s1600-h/6384_146424757222_648182222_3373088_3171859_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrLvVFau0-I/AAAAAAAACEk/hu7hiVe_HCc/s320/6384_146424757222_648182222_3373088_3171859_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382627650171753442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact.. it was even on the newspapers a few days later. hahaha We're all in Melb but our faces appeared in the Malaysian newspaper.. how cool is that. hahaha. Was definitely a good one. Hope theres more of these stuff to come. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/9/3/nation/4641418&amp;amp;sec=nation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you've reached this part... well.. thank you for your time and bandwidth. =D cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-8236667164066364598?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8236667164066364598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=8236667164066364598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/8236667164066364598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/8236667164066364598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-hey-hey.html' title='Hey Hey Hey!'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SrEMhKpOznI/AAAAAAAACDM/qQ2wBoD5s6E/s72-c/6132_146979802243_661037243_3373740_8024884_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-6274095740969526368</id><published>2009-09-01T00:03:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T00:25:37.583+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>You're In My Mind, You're In My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sometimes.... my dog drives me more than just up the wall. Most of the time, it is when I come home expecting that we'll be happy to see each other.. and INSTEAD, I find that while I was away, he was happily destroying my things. This is an example of what he does in 2 hours....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SpvYmFjfpOI/AAAAAAAACCU/SORpJUGNSEo/s1600-h/Damage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SpvYmFjfpOI/AAAAAAAACCU/SORpJUGNSEo/s320/Damage4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376128729034499298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SpvYmFjfpOI/AAAAAAAACCU/SORpJUGNSEo/s1600-h/Damage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;brought down my dvds from the rack....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SpvYlT-4G3I/AAAAAAAACCM/tLJDVxKaF50/s1600-h/Damage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SpvYlT-4G3I/AAAAAAAACCM/tLJDVxKaF50/s320/Damage3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376128715727575922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SpvYlT-4G3I/AAAAAAAACCM/tLJDVxKaF50/s1600-h/Damage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;EATS THEM UP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SpvYk6270OI/AAAAAAAACCE/LynD16zhNLY/s1600-h/Damage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SpvYk6270OI/AAAAAAAACCE/LynD16zhNLY/s320/Damage2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376128708983378146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SpvYk6270OI/AAAAAAAACCE/LynD16zhNLY/s1600-h/Damage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its a good thing that I sorta "arranged" the DVDs from the ones I like best which is on the highest shelf and the ones that I like least at the bottom. Unfortunately... I do not update the arrangements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SpvYkQx5WpI/AAAAAAAACB8/rm_AvwPU6SM/s1600-h/Damage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SpvYkQx5WpI/AAAAAAAACB8/rm_AvwPU6SM/s320/Damage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376128697687956114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I guess too much plastic isnt much fun as well....he had to nibble my dvd rack as well. Sigh... why dog... whyyyy? I should start keeping a list of things that he has destroyed. sigh sigh sighhhh... Ok... enough ranting. Next update should be a happy one.. HAppPPpy Merdeka!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-6274095740969526368?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6274095740969526368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=6274095740969526368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6274095740969526368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6274095740969526368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2009/09/youre-in-my-mind-youre-in-my-heart.html' title='You&apos;re In My Mind, You&apos;re In My Heart'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SpvYmFjfpOI/AAAAAAAACCU/SORpJUGNSEo/s72-c/Damage4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-7000765043389381631</id><published>2009-07-28T21:18:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T01:39:55.255+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clubs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Face A Dream, Face The Time That Goes To Haste</title><content type='html'>Bout 3 weeks back, I made a surprise trip back to KL. But thanks to a few certain smart asses, Neekee n Yinyi knew about it. Pointless of me to go into hiding for a few days. hehe. ANyways.. the trip back was nothing short of amazing. But because it was such a short trip, every single minute counts. Surprised them a day at a time. The best was the Lohs, at Carlos, many thanks to Mabel. I should have brought my video camera back n recorded their faces. hahah priceless. =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10th July, at Zouk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64GBQsKII/AAAAAAAACAU/dTutfsfXfRc/s1600-h/5328_122533843507_832293507_2958155_8286559_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64GBQsKII/AAAAAAAACAU/dTutfsfXfRc/s320/5328_122533843507_832293507_2958155_8286559_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363426619802003586" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64Fhq1N2I/AAAAAAAACAM/zqR-SShgBFU/s1600-h/5328_122455108507_832293507_2956199_3328275_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64Fhq1N2I/AAAAAAAACAM/zqR-SShgBFU/s320/5328_122455108507_832293507_2956199_3328275_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363426611321714530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64Fhq1N2I/AAAAAAAACAM/zqR-SShgBFU/s1600-h/5328_122455108507_832293507_2956199_3328275_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The final piece of the surprise was uncle Fono. He was spinning that night and had absolutely no clue that I was gonna go back. He nearly hugged me to death. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64Fd7o0FI/AAAAAAAACAE/OIZEVyIt_UM/s1600-h/5328_122452588507_832293507_2956158_4542524_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64Fd7o0FI/AAAAAAAACAE/OIZEVyIt_UM/s320/5328_122452588507_832293507_2956158_4542524_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363426610318463058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64RX9grtI/AAAAAAAACA0/QHOuWr1I3HU/s320/5455_234297120226_669430226_7797836_806484_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363426814874136274" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was one of the BEST nights I've had for as long as I can remember. Just the massive attendance of 20 odd people alone that night was sufficient enough to make me happy, what more with all that orgasmic trance tracks. Thanks to everyone who turned up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14th July. Made a last minute trip to Penang. Reason was to collect Jue's brand new Civic, but I'll take any reason to go to Penang. Though it was just a 24 hours trip, the whole day was very productive, right up to the point where we left. And I drove the Civic all the way back to KL. Must have been one of the best drives ever! SyOk-ness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15th July. Lapsap at Palate palatte. Lapsap's 2nd anniversary. How fast time flies. Spent most of the time downstairs chilling with the bunch instead. Guess we're too old to be jumping like mad lil kids in the attic hmm?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64RKQgpiI/AAAAAAAACAs/ZjdxjFVkudw/s1600-h/5411_127830052222_648182222_3088190_7339376_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64RKQgpiI/AAAAAAAACAs/ZjdxjFVkudw/s320/5411_127830052222_648182222_3088190_7339376_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363426811195729442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64GVfqy3I/AAAAAAAACAk/VD6SioHVPSQ/s1600-h/5411_127830047222_648182222_3088189_6620376_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64GVfqy3I/AAAAAAAACAk/VD6SioHVPSQ/s320/5411_127830047222_648182222_3088189_6620376_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363426625233537906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64GawmlnI/AAAAAAAACAc/5LjIAQPFsTc/s1600-h/5411_127829997222_648182222_3088182_4646360_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64GawmlnI/AAAAAAAACAc/5LjIAQPFsTc/s320/5411_127829997222_648182222_3088182_4646360_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363426626646742642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brought me nephew out as well... Finally turned 18. Sigh.. 18 was... such a long time ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17th July, got to watch Manchester United train.  Then it was the loklok party at William's house in conjunction with Jue's 21st birthday. Mission was to get her drunk, but she tapped out before she got to pass out. bleh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18th July. Bukit Jalil for Manchester United!!! One of the very important reasons for me to be back in KL. I cant say its THE reason, or someone would get upset with me.hehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64uCzrZuI/AAAAAAAACBk/PpRE98UEv8Q/s320/6295_240807605226_669430226_7978901_6518503_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363427307411957474" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64t8g3K8I/AAAAAAAACBc/Xw3vG3g5uMg/s1600-h/6295_240839115226_669430226_7979575_4746031_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64t8g3K8I/AAAAAAAACBc/Xw3vG3g5uMg/s320/6295_240839115226_669430226_7979575_4746031_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363427305722424258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64t0dNqhI/AAAAAAAACBU/P7tVGaFjhrM/s1600-h/6295_240807580226_669430226_7978898_6176718_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64t0dNqhI/AAAAAAAACBU/P7tVGaFjhrM/s320/6295_240807580226_669430226_7978898_6176718_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363427303559637522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64tsId2uI/AAAAAAAACBM/9z_Ek7xykks/s1600-h/6295_240802955226_669430226_7978822_6086203_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64tsId2uI/AAAAAAAACBM/9z_Ek7xykks/s320/6295_240802955226_669430226_7978822_6086203_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363427301325134562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64tsId2uI/AAAAAAAACBM/9z_Ek7xykks/s1600-h/6295_240802955226_669430226_7978822_6086203_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And again.. with the amazing company that brought lively spirit all the way. The bombing of Indonesia forced the team to cancel their trip to Indonesia and stayed on in KL instead. Therefore, they had a 2nd game with the Malaysia XI again. Didnt miss that as well. How often do u get to see Manchester United play twice!? On top of that.. it was only RM60.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19th July, Spontaneous day trip to Ipoh with Neekee, Yinyi, Mark and Munkeng. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64R7dAAnI/AAAAAAAACBE/ruq6pBbJA64/s1600-h/6295_240640890226_669430226_7975747_6469630_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64R7dAAnI/AAAAAAAACBE/ruq6pBbJA64/s320/6295_240640890226_669430226_7975747_6469630_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363426824401453682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm7TpsCHVYI/AAAAAAAACB0/guLOV9Ky2vc/s1600-h/6295_240640850226_669430226_7975741_3844213_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm7TpsCHVYI/AAAAAAAACB0/guLOV9Ky2vc/s320/6295_240640850226_669430226_7975741_3844213_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363456919392966018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm7TpVTXzlI/AAAAAAAACBs/tx4apuXo4x4/s1600-h/6295_240640855226_669430226_7975742_7117957_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm7TpVTXzlI/AAAAAAAACBs/tx4apuXo4x4/s320/6295_240640855226_669430226_7975742_7117957_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363456913291333202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we did was eat eat eat and eat. Have to admit it was a super fun packed trip. Short senseless games that we played, made the drive seemed like it was from Subang to PJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the last night, we had Daorae for dinner, and movie right after. Just like I did a year ago. And just like that... it was over. It has got to be the BEST 2 weeks of my life..The timing was just right for everything. Wouldnt trade that for anything else. Now I'm back in Melbourne for my 2nd winter and strangely, it feels no different from the first winter. Goodbyes are always hard to take, even for the 100th time. Its that happy feeling that you get every time you enjoy a brief moment with people closest to you, that is what makes it difficult and that is all I have to hold on to, until the end of the year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woosh.. ok panjang emo shites.... Time to grab my dinner and walk my dog... =) Life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-7000765043389381631?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7000765043389381631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=7000765043389381631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/7000765043389381631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/7000765043389381631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2009/07/face-dream-face-time-that-goes-to-haste.html' title='Face A Dream, Face The Time That Goes To Haste'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sm64GBQsKII/AAAAAAAACAU/dTutfsfXfRc/s72-c/5328_122533843507_832293507_2958155_8286559_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-5363693199981615596</id><published>2009-06-22T01:01:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T03:16:37.725+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>I Promise You I Will Learn From My Mistakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Warning : Dont bother reading unless you're really bored and ready to waste 10minutes of your life.[ or less than 10mins if you're a fast reader]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;173 days have passed by. I guess, things have been goin pretty smoothly for now. It was a bad start,but I guess time can fix alot of things. Distance too, I must add. I sorta feel like its time to review the year so far, just to check on things. Firstly, and most importantly I must express satisfaction because this is probably the first time that I'm keeping to the new year's resolution and. The fact that I made the effort to start changing deserves a pat on the back ok? I'm just kidding. It wasnt that hard. What am I talking about? Why its simply...hitting the gym. Like I said, it wasnt that hard. But what I find from taking that first step is that, it slowly lead to another step [dohh, walk cycle]. The 2 other steps were things that I had not put into the plan because I'm not gonna force myself only to fail. Promises made to myself, are not meant to be broken. I'm talking about my drinking and smoking. Now I drink a few beers about once a week, sometimes less than that. And I ALMOST smoke once a week as well. Except for the occasional 1-2 puffs from someone after meals. I dont know about you, but I honestly find this quite an achievement.  Considering that I'm not forcing myself to quit. I wont lie to myself and others. I'm not quitting. I'll admit the day I know for sure that I can.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;192 more days, till the end of 2009. We're at the middle point. Should I put in mid-year resolutions? Being pretty ambitious seeing that its been pretty successful so far. I'm done now, with my degree life. Fingers crossed that I've done enough to get me through that final hurdle. I know I've mentioned about getting some extra work done in the next coming months before I start my Masters course. But I guess in all honesty, I just want a break, take my mind off of things and think about where I want to go in life. I'm so unsure sometimes. I have neither dreams nor goals nor the drive to get me through things. Ok I just realised that the 1st and 2nd paragraph is totally unrelated.... but yeah...thats just me, dropping off all my current thoughts..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I feel like I've nothing to say anymore. Has my vocabulary shrunk, or my ability to construct sentences deteriorated? Or am I just turning emotionless? Btw... my stupid dog has been whining for the past HOUR! omg, he can be so persistent!! HELP! Ok... thats enough for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently hooked to tracks that have no lyrics... so.. nothing for this post.hehe Nights!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-5363693199981615596?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5363693199981615596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=5363693199981615596&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5363693199981615596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5363693199981615596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-promise-you-i-will-learn-from-my.html' title='I Promise You I Will Learn From My Mistakes'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-1535853878702521175</id><published>2009-06-09T12:45:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T12:48:57.614+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>All That I Need</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Si3Mxcm1YZI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/8o417lnda6o/s1600-h/Photo+33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Si3Mxcm1YZI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/8o417lnda6o/s320/Photo+33.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345153482623377810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A picture &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(68, 70, 64);   line-height: 17px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;I’ve been running on, running on empty&lt;br /&gt;For way too many miles now&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been flying with broken wings&lt;br /&gt; And now I’m falling faster to the ground&lt;br /&gt;And it’s a bitter end to a story so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Like a long lost friend&lt;br /&gt;That’s never found a way back to me&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t deny these memories&lt;br /&gt;Got me all locked up inside&lt;br /&gt;And you hold the key&lt;br /&gt;All that I need is this moment&lt;br /&gt;To send me away with a smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;I tried to leave but I turn back&lt;br /&gt;On my heart remains a trace&lt;br /&gt;All that I see is this moment&lt;br /&gt;All day in my mind I recreate&lt;br /&gt;If there was a way to get back&lt;br /&gt;This feeling of chase..of chase&lt;br /&gt;All that I need is this moment&lt;br /&gt;This moment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(68, 70, 64);   line-height: 17px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(68, 70, 64);   line-height: 17px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kjqQp4AsUJA&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(68, 70, 64);   line-height: 17px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(68, 70, 64);   line-height: 17px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a tune to start the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt matter if the world outside is gloomy, if you're contended inside then nothing can change that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-1535853878702521175?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1535853878702521175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=1535853878702521175&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1535853878702521175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1535853878702521175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-that-i-need.html' title='All That I Need'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Si3Mxcm1YZI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/8o417lnda6o/s72-c/Photo+33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-4862683222356369125</id><published>2009-05-31T15:34:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T16:25:05.175+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>Another Day Turns Into Night</title><content type='html'>Yea... havent been updating much lately. It was the final  weeks of my semester and as usual, the crazy workload. Wouldnt have been as crazy if I have been managing my timing nicely from the beginning. But being the procrastinator that I am, work isnt work until it is at the last minute. My presentations were on Thursday. both of them in the same day back to back. Super tiring, but its OVER! this is the end of my degree life. Gonna miss it, I can feel it. Wish I was back in foundation years, sometimes. All the fun and experimental ideas. OH well... ANyways, just realised that I have not announced the new arrival of my lil boy.[Dog of course]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SiIXZm3kPZI/AAAAAAAAB_I/z-aPMrUifMg/s1600-h/22052009028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SiIXZm3kPZI/AAAAAAAAB_I/z-aPMrUifMg/s320/22052009028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341857836712607122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet Loki. As of today, he is 11 weeks old. He's one stubborn lil shit. Some say, he matches my character. But as his master, of course I have to tame and control him. Which in someways makes me more stubborn than him. Dont know if its a good thing. haha. Beagles are known for being stubborn and slightly difficult to teach. Perhaps I got him to test myself. And no new dog can replace the old ones. I find myself accidentally calling him Bandit[my old dog]. Maybe its and old habit. But I do miss that fella still. I wonder if this is anywhere near how parents feel about losing one of their child. ok, randomnessss.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SiIXZCAchmI/AAAAAAAAB_A/3CucmnFxDV8/s1600-h/24052009033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SiIXZCAchmI/AAAAAAAAB_A/3CucmnFxDV8/s320/24052009033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341857826817738338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SiIXY136iQI/AAAAAAAAB-4/vPUw8nllp3Y/s1600-h/12052009019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SiIXY136iQI/AAAAAAAAB-4/vPUw8nllp3Y/s320/12052009019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341857823560730882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone's been calling me more often lately... but its not to see me, its to see him. hmmph. *jealous* hehe nah...kidding. I do enjoy my alone time. Now that he's here to keep me company, I really dont need to leave my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyways, I'm looking to apply for Masters sometimes in November or December for the February intake next year. At the mean time, I'm looking for side projects to work on for fun but mainly its to strengthen my portfolio. HOpefully something interesting comes along. Aight...thats all for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-4862683222356369125?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4862683222356369125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=4862683222356369125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4862683222356369125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4862683222356369125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-day-turns-into-night.html' title='Another Day Turns Into Night'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SiIXZm3kPZI/AAAAAAAAB_I/z-aPMrUifMg/s72-c/22052009028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-3577114390144991240</id><published>2009-05-17T23:40:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T01:45:51.971+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>REDS REDS REDS!!</title><content type='html'>Champions Champions!!! Despite playing quite a shit game with Arsenal, all we need is just a point to clinch our 18th title and that is exactly what we got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ShAYR9Ot8tI/AAAAAAAAB-w/CczotHfnaP4/s320/preview_1533151_1_450x500_0_0__1_ffffff_b5af57c8c4521c24fad07113fabb8a54.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336792255207174866" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ShAYR1mQ71I/AAAAAAAAB-o/nDU0lk_p7To/s1600-h/preview_1533175_1_450x500_0_0__1_ffffff_3e24ab6dff3fda6c221db69f2abe453f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ShAYR1mQ71I/AAAAAAAAB-o/nDU0lk_p7To/s320/preview_1533175_1_450x500_0_0__1_ffffff_3e24ab6dff3fda6c221db69f2abe453f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336792253158453074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ShAYRro6wKI/AAAAAAAAB-g/MIVEFTEXleU/s1600-h/preview_1533169_1_450x500_0_0__1_ffffff_3d8cde419b89818631c02252b7309e23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ShAYRro6wKI/AAAAAAAAB-g/MIVEFTEXleU/s320/preview_1533169_1_450x500_0_0__1_ffffff_3d8cde419b89818631c02252b7309e23.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336792250485227682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ShAYRrXgLYI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/XI7RLcpnVes/s1600-h/preview_1533233_1_450x500_0_0__1_ffffff_b460858d2fe6feba1e8b8b615b3ac7da.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ShAYRrXgLYI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/XI7RLcpnVes/s320/preview_1533233_1_450x500_0_0__1_ffffff_b460858d2fe6feba1e8b8b615b3ac7da.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336792250412182914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ShAYRcfhWVI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/c3vFd1x4V6k/s1600-h/preview_1533221_1_450x500_0_0__1_ffffff_5e376d3064a5d3eae5214d77d8b8199c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ShAYRcfhWVI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/c3vFd1x4V6k/s320/preview_1533221_1_450x500_0_0__1_ffffff_5e376d3064a5d3eae5214d77d8b8199c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336792246419282258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another year, another title. 18th Premiere League title. 11 of them came from Sir Alex's reign. From the results, he has GOT TO BE, the BEST damn manager alive. And there is no better team for me, than the Red Devils. 10 years ago, we were the best team in the world, can we do it again this time? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*chants* UNITED!! UNITED!! UNITED!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-3577114390144991240?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/3577114390144991240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=3577114390144991240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/3577114390144991240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/3577114390144991240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2009/05/reds-reds-reds.html' title='REDS REDS REDS!!'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ShAYR9Ot8tI/AAAAAAAAB-w/CczotHfnaP4/s72-c/preview_1533151_1_450x500_0_0__1_ffffff_b5af57c8c4521c24fad07113fabb8a54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-1630729500210128578</id><published>2009-04-25T03:24:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T00:31:08.018+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>Do You Believe There Is A Limit, To How Fast A Man Can Run</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know if its blogger being annoying or its my connection, but I cant seem to upload pictures...hence the delay in updating. =\&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well..currently in class now waiting for my turn to consult bout my progress. Its week 7 now and progress &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hasnt&lt;/span&gt; been too good. Mainly because 2D animation &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; really my thing. Would have loved to experiment with so much more, especially with video. Need to get my act together and produce portfolios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edit:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK... i just realised that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; publish the post before leaving class.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.. I'm a genius. Anyways... Its a Friday night.. and I'm home alone. Seeing that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Photoshop&lt;/span&gt; has been brought up on several occasions and I've splurged 80bucks on magazines, I decided to open up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;photoshop&lt;/span&gt; and test my rusty skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always liked the dirty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;grungy&lt;/span&gt; style and I was trying to make a desktop wallpaper..just for fun....so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SfHxC5-deDI/AAAAAAAAB-I/k0M_vc5hl-0/s1600-h/grundge_dirty_dark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SfHxC5-deDI/AAAAAAAAB-I/k0M_vc5hl-0/s320/grundge_dirty_dark.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328304866380838962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;this was what I came up with.... when u look closer, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of mistakes. Some parts are retarded.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ahhaha&lt;/span&gt; but..Oh WELL.... And I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; decide which one suits better, so I made a few copies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SfHxC4KaccI/AAAAAAAAB-A/sltmtullQyI/s1600-h/grundge_clean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SfHxC4KaccI/AAAAAAAAB-A/sltmtullQyI/s320/grundge_clean.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328304865894101442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One which has less detail in the back. A much cleaner treatment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SfHxCg6HVtI/AAAAAAAAB94/2gltOyXa3vk/s1600-h/grundge+experiment3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SfHxCg6HVtI/AAAAAAAAB94/2gltOyXa3vk/s320/grundge+experiment3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328304859651725010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And another one that is... similar to the first one...except that the color is slightly lighter.. Cant seem to see much of a difference here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sense that its not really complete... but to add more things to it would just complicate the composition and might just ruin the entire thing instead of doing any good. I would love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;feedbacks&lt;/span&gt; or perhaps a collaboration with someone??? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.. I'm done for the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last note: I've got myself a new phone, since my current contract is about to end. Its the N95i. Might have been an impulse buy, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need a new phone but.. its nice to have a change =) I hope the phone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; smarter than me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; it says &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;SMARTPHONE&lt;/span&gt; when I connected it to my comp via &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;bluetooth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, lame. Off to bed now. Nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);   letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 19px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How long will it take to mend this broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;I’m fading&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way we can undo this silence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Undo this silence&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m breaking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pulser - Undo This Silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-1630729500210128578?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1630729500210128578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=1630729500210128578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1630729500210128578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1630729500210128578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-you-believe-there-is-limit-to-how.html' title='Do You Believe There Is A Limit, To How Fast A Man Can Run'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SfHxC5-deDI/AAAAAAAAB-I/k0M_vc5hl-0/s72-c/grundge_dirty_dark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-7355316185228788573</id><published>2009-04-06T17:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T17:53:41.011+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>I’m Amazed We’ve Come This Far</title><content type='html'>Seems theres been quite a few events and festivals goin on around Melbourne recently, not that I was very aware of it. But on weekends, when you have nothing much to do, its nice to just take your camera out and go around. Escape the mundane routines that we succumb to every other day. My &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chinly/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt; account has been left abandoned for awhile. Need to go around and take more pictures. The last thing I uploaded was from Dandenong trip, late last year.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, last sat me and the rest went to Carlton Garden to check out this pillow fight event. It was pretty funny. So many people actually brought their pillows, some even bought new pillows! As it went on, just like you would have guessed, feathers and cottons all came flying out. No shit.. but there were just too much movement around to take decent photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this kid, that was really cute. Too small to join the rest of the adults, so he's just picking up whatever thats on the floor, entertaining himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sdmxg560-vI/AAAAAAAAB9w/o8_XAWpLQWs/s1600-h/3417423980_d577a9c19a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sdmxg560-vI/AAAAAAAAB9w/o8_XAWpLQWs/s320/3417423980_d577a9c19a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321479613576444658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isnt life so much easier through the eyes of a child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sdmxgsj9oHI/AAAAAAAAB9g/cSRHVElErL8/s320/3416616371_87382e3c79.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321479609990881394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being in your own world and not a care about anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SdmxggcNLII/AAAAAAAAB9o/7HIsCJErsfs/s320/3417423160_b5a953d735.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321479606737120386" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letting other people do the worrying for you. Blissful aint it? To always smile that way and know that when you smile, its because you're really feeling happy, instead of masking all your emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the 6th of April... One year ago today,  I witnessed a passing of someone I knew. Time flies, but the thoughts and memories does not fly too far from you. It was him, that opened my eyes to bigger pictures. It was then that I realised that life is short and fragile. It was then that I learned to not just live your days doing nothing and being aimless. Its about living it for a purpose. Appreciate what you've all got, you'll never know how long you're able to hold on to it. I hope you're doing well, Andrew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok... me is Lazy to do anything now. Oh also I should remind people who are not aware, that daylight saving it over. So its back to 2 hours ahead from home[Msia]. Makes it seem like we're closer now, dont you think?.....or not.. Anyways, its the Easter holidays this weekend. Lets see if I can manage to squeeze in time some shoots. Aight... till the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sailing away from me like melting snow in my hair&lt;br /&gt;I miss your touch,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to sew up a love that was built on the sun&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;Like a fire burns to embers&lt;br /&gt;I know this is where it ends&lt;br /&gt;In the ashes we are dying&lt;br /&gt;almost strangers only friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Above &amp;amp; Beyond - Far From In Love&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/7558947-7355316185228788573?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7355316185228788573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=7355316185228788573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/7355316185228788573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/7355316185228788573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-amazed-weve-come-this-far.html' title='I’m Amazed We’ve Come This Far'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/Sdmxg560-vI/AAAAAAAAB9w/o8_XAWpLQWs/s72-c/3417423980_d577a9c19a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-1481311424735727522</id><published>2009-04-02T15:52:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:43:10.676+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>This Love is Difficult, But Its Real</title><content type='html'>Been searching for new shades recently. No, actually I havent been searching.. it was just... one of those days, when you've got this ITCH of walking into a shop and setting yourself up for a trap.. I've had my eyes set on this Oakley pair called Juliet for some time now. But its very costly. And I cant...bear to fork out that much cash for a pair of shades. So I walked into Oakley shop, and being itchy and all... started picking out a few pairs to try on, for FUN! and what do u know.. I got hooked on one of em, called Flak Jacket. With iridium lenses, it costs 250AUD. A tad bit painful.. but beats Juliet...Sigh..... JULIETTTT~~~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me show you what Juliet Looks like....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I said "Marry me, Juliet. you'll never have to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;I love you and that's all I really know."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SdRBxCqSyJI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/HxE48YRG9HY/s1600-h/49d3d7126a6b7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SdRBxCqSyJI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/HxE48YRG9HY/s320/49d3d7126a6b7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319949370615056530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ducati Juliet which is... 520AUD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SdQ-0dc7FfI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/eL5hsuwi4Nc/s1600-h/oakley+juliet+xmetal39900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SdQ-0dc7FfI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/eL5hsuwi4Nc/s320/oakley+juliet+xmetal39900.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319946130811459058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And...Polarized Juliet which is 580AUD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so it is.... Just like you said, it would be.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll go for my rebound,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SdQ-0TYeofI/AAAAAAAAB9I/UaHVyoSuEps/s1600-h/1521389.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SdQ-0TYeofI/AAAAAAAAB9I/UaHVyoSuEps/s320/1521389.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319946128108462578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flak Jacket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm getting REAL LAME here. But BITE ME. I'm in a dilemma. Well... not so much in a dilemma. Its not like I'm choosing between them. I know I'll never get Juliet. I'm just whining coz I like that shit so much. But oh well. Flak Jacket will have to do for me now. Until mAYBe when I start getting my ass to work and earning my own....maybe maybe. Ok... gonna go take a nap. I might just bring Flak Jacket home today. =D till then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-1481311424735727522?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1481311424735727522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=1481311424735727522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1481311424735727522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1481311424735727522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-love-is-difficult-but-its-real.html' title='This Love is Difficult, But Its Real'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SdRBxCqSyJI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/HxE48YRG9HY/s72-c/49d3d7126a6b7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-5600640023814848891</id><published>2009-03-28T05:24:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T05:31:57.739+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>Bitter Cold Within</title><content type='html'>Well well, I think my blog is getting a little lonely these days. I hardly update, maybe because there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; anything really interesting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; been happening to me.  I guess as we age, we have less excitement, less drama, less.... everything. When everything is just set in place, being "stable" and all... In other words, mundane. Not that I'm complaining, really. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong. What I enjoy most now is quality time. Whether it be with myself or a few close mates. Maybe it is now, that I learn to enjoy life for what it is. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back to reminding myself that... Nothing lasts forever. Everything ends, eventually. And it reminds me everyday that I need to appreciate all of the things and people around me before it all disappears. But the tricky part to that, is knowing when to let go. Knowing that I should never hold on to things to tightly. And I was saying earlier, that I need to appreciate things and yet learn to not hold on to it? Sounds like some tricky mind-fucking puzzle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Anyways&lt;/span&gt;, if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; mentioned already, well then I'll mention it again. I go to the gym twice in a week n pay 40&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;AUD&lt;/span&gt; for 30minutes of "torture" each session. I still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; fully understand how people LOVE to pay money to be "tortured". But like I said before, its 2009 and its time for a change. I'm gonna start stepping out of the comfort zone and I'm gonna try new things. Even if its just a small change. But with every small step, it slowly makes a difference in the end. I miss the times, back in school where we were all so active in sports and all. I would love to get back into sports, just for the fun of it. Doubt I can take anything competitive anymore. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its a Friday night, and everyone back home was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Zouk&lt;/span&gt; for uncle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Fono's&lt;/span&gt; gig. I could only imagine myself being there. It breaks me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; to miss his set, because no matter how great the lineups are for an event,the best nights are always with the best company, my "family". And its times like these, that I miss them even more. I hope you guys enjoyed the set on my behalf. It would be at least another 8 gigs or so that I will miss this entire year. I dread the distance, sometimes. Oh well...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; life anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ScxRx9yX9nI/AAAAAAAAB84/uYOeVMYXJkw/s1600-h/n814388116_1406584_6635171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ScxRx9yX9nI/AAAAAAAAB84/uYOeVMYXJkw/s320/n814388116_1406584_6635171.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317715178859001458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ScxRxbVS_aI/AAAAAAAAB8o/SoYiFadTJiI/s1600-h/n669430226_5917909_5967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ScxRxbVS_aI/AAAAAAAAB8o/SoYiFadTJiI/s320/n669430226_5917909_5967.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317715169610235298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ScxRxa0NvtI/AAAAAAAAB8g/Dk_zoXHeTbo/s1600-h/n669430226_5917923_804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ScxRxa0NvtI/AAAAAAAAB8g/Dk_zoXHeTbo/s320/n669430226_5917923_804.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317715169471479506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random thought of the day.... when people say or do something nice to/for you, is it because they did it out of courtesy/obligation or is it really from the heart?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are still a whisper on my lips&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;feelin&lt;/span&gt;' at my fingertips&lt;br /&gt;That's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;pullin&lt;/span&gt;' at my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days go by and still I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Days when I couldn't live my life without you&lt;br /&gt;Days go by and still I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Days when I couldn't live my life without you&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dirty Vegas - Days Go By&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-5600640023814848891?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5600640023814848891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=5600640023814848891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5600640023814848891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5600640023814848891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2009/03/bitter-cold-within.html' title='Bitter Cold Within'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ScxRx9yX9nI/AAAAAAAAB84/uYOeVMYXJkw/s72-c/n814388116_1406584_6635171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-7701074397159028208</id><published>2009-03-14T00:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T01:10:40.848+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>Is It Cold Where You Are</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was bored and did this personality test from one of the sites taken from some facebook notes. And this was my answer....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your views on education:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think... some are quite spot on.. and some are just.... I dont know. Not sure if its right or wrong hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-7701074397159028208?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7701074397159028208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=7701074397159028208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/7701074397159028208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/7701074397159028208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2009/03/is-it-cold-where-you-are.html' title='Is It Cold Where You Are'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-5456889669613782197</id><published>2009-03-07T20:12:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T12:10:01.173+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>Baby Get Shaky After School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There was an earthquake last night in Melbourne. A 4.6 on the Richter scale. Nothing too dangerous but it surely wasnt mild. Buttt.....fortunately  or... unfortunately, I didnt feel anything. We were out of the city, in Ikea buying some furniture. Must have been too busy to feel anything. hmm, would have been nice to be a part of history. Or at least I could say that I've felt an earthquake before. Oh bummer... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here... if you want to read more about it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.news.com.au/heraldsun/story/0,21985,25150188-661,00.html"&gt;http://www.news.com.au/heraldsun/story/0,21985,25150188-661,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I tear through the walls for you..&lt;br /&gt;It’s you only you, no other...&lt;br /&gt;and though it may seem I’m not with you,&lt;br /&gt;but I’m here...and I wonder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wind closes in, there’s a storm above..&lt;br /&gt;Leaves fly away, it’s my love.&lt;br /&gt;Reach and I grab I can’t let you go.&lt;br /&gt;Hand slips away it’s so cold..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Majai - Phoria&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/7558947-5456889669613782197?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5456889669613782197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=5456889669613782197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5456889669613782197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5456889669613782197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2009/03/baby-get-shaky-after-school.html' title='Baby Get Shaky After School'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-6945723245305179034</id><published>2009-03-05T04:48:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T14:39:25.427+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>And stir within me every source of love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm currently blank... and have been feeling abit blank for awhile now. Cant seem to get my head around things. I feel like I'm walking on a frozen lake, in the middle of winter. It's all frozen solid, you feel safe but yet, at the same time at the back of your head, you keep thinking that its gonna crack. But you still choose to walk on it anyways. And then.... now what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We're all designers one way or another. Everything begins with a line.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, with just a simple stroke or splatter is all it takes to create something beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, beauty needs no words, explanations or conversations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finding your major, is like finding a purpose in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finding a passion ,is like finding yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Far other dreams my erring soul employ,&lt;br /&gt;Far other raptures, of unholy joy:&lt;br /&gt;When at the close of each sad, sorrowing day,&lt;br /&gt;Fancy restores what vengeance snatch'd away,&lt;br /&gt;Then conscience sleeps, and leaving nature free,&lt;br /&gt;All my loose soul unbounded springs to thee.&lt;br /&gt;Oh curs'd, dear horrors of all-conscious night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eloisa to Abelard &lt;/span&gt;by&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Alexander Pope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-6945723245305179034?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6945723245305179034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=6945723245305179034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6945723245305179034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6945723245305179034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-stir-within-me-every-source-of-love.html' title='And stir within me every source of love.'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-3144731974976531575</id><published>2009-02-12T03:04:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T06:17:23.112+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clubs'/><title type='text'>Saturday, wait. Sunday Always Comes Too Late</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It is strange, but I found myself doing something out of the ordinary...and by that, I meant out of my comfort zone, something that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; find myself doing. I went to Mist, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bangsar&lt;/span&gt; with now housemate, Tracy Too Too and her bunch of friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SZELVlG9l8I/AAAAAAAAB8I/sn7PlwqCuCc/s320/n535185909_1862624_8629.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301030701758257090" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started out a tad bit awkward as I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; met some of the guys and the girls, I've only met them less than 3 times ever. And then the drinks came in.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SZELEQJnE3I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/QiDbYGj2sGI/s1600-h/n535185909_1862492_6147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SZELEQJnE3I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/QiDbYGj2sGI/s320/n535185909_1862492_6147.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301030404074443634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The night started off with House music, pumping some beats into my veins, getting me all in the mood. Slowly, they started changing it over to R&amp;amp;B... which, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; understand why, but it just makes me drink more than usual. This explains all the drunk, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;passout&lt;/span&gt; times back in Maison.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;, but yeah....back to the topic...Alcohol brings everyone together. Yes it does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SZELVod5NAI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/mq7Pa7H4R58/s1600-h/n535185909_1862511_2845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SZELVod5NAI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/mq7Pa7H4R58/s320/n535185909_1862511_2845.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301030702659744770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; jugs of beer or so..... I guess it was suffice to say, that I was getting comfortable. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And everyone loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SZELVRRJ6vI/AAAAAAAAB8A/4vWN8bWo6OE/s1600-h/n535185909_1862985_1179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SZELVRRJ6vI/AAAAAAAAB8A/4vWN8bWo6OE/s320/n535185909_1862985_1179.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301030696432298738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Makes me a little freaked out sometimes, so many people popping into my safety circle and all... but, its all good. They seem like nice people and they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really want to rape me.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SZELVZepKaI/AAAAAAAAB74/n9fxV47k6EE/s1600-h/n535185909_1862993_4822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SZELVZepKaI/AAAAAAAAB74/n9fxV47k6EE/s320/n535185909_1862993_4822.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301030698636356002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But well... all in all... it was surprisingly fun, to hang out with people that I hardly know. For once, I actually enjoyed myself without being bias. Thanks guys, for making my night, and I know I gave a few people a little more work to do...sorry bout that. It was a really nice night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was dinner with the Sound System... Its really hard to get them all together. Even after being back here for 2 months, I hardly ever got to see Smalls and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Shannie&lt;/span&gt;. They're all busy working women now. It was only when Jocelyn got back, and with the... 2weeks-only-back-home power, everyone made it for dinner, which I guess I should be proud off. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SZELErnP5UI/AAAAAAAAB7w/BaAPw_Kd9b8/s1600-h/n212901704_31218835_1543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SZELErnP5UI/AAAAAAAAB7w/BaAPw_Kd9b8/s320/n212901704_31218835_1543.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301030411446510914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner was at Porto Romano, which I recommended. I like that place. Good food, nice environment. Just the way I like it. Also, indirectly we are celebrating 10 years of our friendship. And because of that, they took the advantage to super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;camwhore&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SZELEnOdRVI/AAAAAAAAB7o/Txjmu6U7Vp0/s1600-h/n212901704_31218836_2175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SZELEnOdRVI/AAAAAAAAB7o/Txjmu6U7Vp0/s320/n212901704_31218836_2175.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301030410268788050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being "creative" taking pictures with our makeshift tripod, which was 2 ashtrays and an empty glass, all stacked up. We had people coming up to us offering help to take our group photo, because we probably looked too idiotic. But, I'd say... as shameless as we all are, taking pictures with ashtrays and glasses for tripods, made it all more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SZELEuDX8xI/AAAAAAAAB7g/lHCdzD6T2LQ/s1600-h/n212901704_31218843_3714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SZELEuDX8xI/AAAAAAAAB7g/lHCdzD6T2LQ/s320/n212901704_31218843_3714.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301030412101350162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SZELEdvx3EI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/63gTZHV8zLs/s1600-h/n212901704_31218847_6169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SZELEdvx3EI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/63gTZHV8zLs/s320/n212901704_31218847_6169.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301030407724194882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I never give a proper smile much. But.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; the way you all love me. So when I do actually smile properly, you guys would appreciate it better. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I'm just crapping here, trying to waste some time and keep my blog alive. Oh well.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all for now. Its Thursday now... 6 days away from my departure....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometimes.... you wish that people would know how you feel without having you say anything. Times that you wish, they would know how important they are to you....hmm..random thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday you can fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday wednesday break my heart&lt;br /&gt;Thursday doesn't even start&lt;br /&gt;It's friday i'm in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Cure - Friday I'm In Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-3144731974976531575?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/3144731974976531575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=3144731974976531575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/3144731974976531575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/3144731974976531575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2009/02/saturday-wait-sunday-always-comes-too.html' title='Saturday, wait. Sunday Always Comes Too Late'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SZELVlG9l8I/AAAAAAAAB8I/sn7PlwqCuCc/s72-c/n535185909_1862624_8629.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-7321742045824654970</id><published>2009-02-06T16:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T19:27:23.502+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Let Me Know Is Your Heart Still Beating</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her green plastic watering can&lt;br /&gt;For her fake chinese rubber plant&lt;br /&gt;In fake plastic earth.&lt;br /&gt;That she bought from a rubber man&lt;br /&gt;In a town full of rubber plants&lt;br /&gt;Just to get rid of itself.&lt;br /&gt;And it wears her out, it wears her out&lt;br /&gt;It wears her out, it wears her out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arghhh crap, damn Radiohead songs are killing me. Think I may have overindulged in them at this point. I'm having mixed feelings at the moment. Its the 6th today, and I have less than 2 weeks before leaving back to Melbourne. I guess in terms of achieving what I wanted to do, then yeah I have pretty much done everything on the list. Road trip to Melaka, a short trip to Penang, Genting...all done. I guess, by coming home this holiday, I've learnt quite abit and I can say now that... I'm ready to let it all go and move on to a new life in Melbourne. Think its about time I start thinking about myself and do something for myself.  I need a stronger purpose in life.*takes deep breathe* Ok, I'm a soldier now, ready to fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.. Im missing out on a really nice event happening tomoro in Melb. Alex MORPH, Kyau &amp;amp; Albert, Thrillseekers and Solarstone! Maybe I should have booked an earlier flight back grrr....Well anyways, I'm just trying to make the best out of the last week that I have here. After that, I need to get my head focused on my work. blehhh. No more chilling around, wasting time. 2009 resolution..? hmm...Aight... time to turn to some rock songs. Still taking that break from Trance. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll sing it one last time for you&lt;br /&gt;Then we really have to go&lt;br /&gt;You've been the only thing that's right&lt;br /&gt;In all I've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can barely look at you&lt;br /&gt;But every single time I do&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll make it anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Away from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louder louder&lt;br /&gt;And we'll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can't raise your voice to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think I might not see those eyes&lt;br /&gt;Makes it so hard not to cry&lt;br /&gt;And as we say our long goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I nearly do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slower slower&lt;br /&gt;We don't have time for that&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to find an easier way&lt;br /&gt;To get out of our little heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have heart my dear&lt;br /&gt;We're bound to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's just for a few days&lt;br /&gt;Making up for all this mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Snow Patrol - Run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-7321742045824654970?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7321742045824654970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=7321742045824654970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/7321742045824654970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/7321742045824654970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2009/02/let-me-know-is-your-heart-still-beating.html' title='Let Me Know Is Your Heart Still Beating'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-2556377443462978255</id><published>2009-01-27T16:31:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:20:51.757+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyance'/><title type='text'>I Am Damaged At Best</title><content type='html'>I remember now, why I loved my solitary lifestyle back then. Its the pain of losing the things that are close to you or people that are dear to you. You sit there quietly watching time slowly take away everything, watch it all drift away from you. Its that pain that I, up till now, cant seem to accept. Why are people so difficult to depend on? The probability of things changing is so complex, the risks are so high...The winning pot may be beautiful but the losing end, is so unbearable. But its a choice, it was MY choice. Maybe I made a mistake, am I paying for it now?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, routine changes, habit evolves. It may have been insignificant to me when I was back here because I dont see the big difference,because I was part of that change as well. Have I become invisible?.... or has it always been that way? I'm struggling not to think this way, not to be selfish. I still want to call this place home. I want to feel happy coming back here, to the familiar smell, the familiar faces, familiar sights and sounds. I cant keep coming back here and feel that I'm losing bit by bit of everything that I've ever known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a person of extreme low self-esteem. I know, I need alot to feel good enough. I know I tried alot to be good enough. I wish it would be enough. And if that is not, then I dont know what else to be. I cant slip back into the dark state of mind, shine me a path, please? Trust me, I dont want to sit here curled in a freaking corner. I DO want to get back up on my feet, I just need somewhere to start. Give me the doors, and I will give you my decision.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time&lt;br /&gt;I am here still waiting though I still have my doubts&lt;br /&gt;I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead&lt;br /&gt;And I still see your reflection inside of my eyes&lt;br /&gt;That are looking for purpose, they're still looking for life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;With a broken heart that's still beating&lt;br /&gt;In the pain there is healing&lt;br /&gt;In your name I find meaning&lt;br /&gt;So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on&lt;br /&gt;I'm barely holdin' on to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hangin' on another day&lt;br /&gt;Just to see what you will throw my way&lt;br /&gt;And I'm hangin' on to the words you say&lt;br /&gt;You said that I will, will be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone&lt;br /&gt;I may have lost my way now, haven't forgotten my way home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lifehouse - Broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7558947-2556377443462978255?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2556377443462978255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=2556377443462978255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2556377443462978255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2556377443462978255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-damaged-at-best.html' title='I Am Damaged At Best'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-1405712107711837110</id><published>2009-01-21T07:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:26:48.716+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyance'/><title type='text'>My Love It Had So Many Empty Spaces</title><content type='html'>I feel certain emotions at the time when I need it the least. Right now, I feel like withdrawing myself from people. Its complicated and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really know how to put into words what I feel. There is this whole battle going on in my head about my decisions, about who I am and so much more. People all around me, makes a difference to me, friends enrich my life. But yet I cant seem to shake off this fear that I have towards them. All of these battles are making me weary. I'm really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reallllyyyy&lt;/span&gt; tired of all these shit, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; probably the big motivation to just fuck off, get out of here and travel around. There has been NOTHING permanent in my life so far.. so why should I be the permanent one? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized that I cannot keep anything too close to me. The only way I can be normal and casual is that I keep everyone at bay. No one enters the inner circle. That way, people can come and go as they like, and I wont feel the pinch. Sounds safe I guess...? Its been awhile since I last felt the way I do now. Maybe its something about coming back home and going through the same old routine. Maybe its just about me not being able to accept changes around me. I need to find a way to deal with this. I need to be a variable in life. I need to change. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; mean to be an emotional retard here right now, but it has really been awhile, so give me a damn break. I'm so annoyed at myself feeling this way, its not even funny. It always starts from a small matter and one thing leads to another. I'm sitting down right here feeling fucked. But you know....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; always time and space to stop and take time to think things through, turn around and leave it all behind. Think....2009...I will think about doing something for myself instead.. of worrying about other things. If you want to make a change, always start from yourself, right? I'll try to see that through. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all for now... just needed to let it out =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-1405712107711837110?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1405712107711837110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=1405712107711837110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1405712107711837110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1405712107711837110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-love-it-had-so-many-empty-spaces.html' title='My Love It Had So Many Empty Spaces'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-8461678234224145823</id><published>2008-12-21T00:40:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T05:56:21.746+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blast from the past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Where Do You Turn, When You Can't Buy It</title><content type='html'>Wokay... its time for the post mortem of the recent Singapore trip. More like annual trip. First and foremost, I need to say that.. this is my 3rd year, traveling down south for Zoukout. Based on the past 2 years, it gets better every year. I was hoping the same could be said, for this year. Furthermore it was Above &amp;amp; Beyond. My ultimate favourite DJs. Well.. I'll tell u later on, what my verdict is.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! first up, we began....from the night before? The Penang gang came down to KL a night before which was, Friday. Hung out around Pyramid, had Korean BBQ for dinner, and then to Sid's Pub, for Snake Bite! I think I might have had a LITTLE too much, swallowed the foam at the end, and threw up half of my last pint. Went back home, and continued a little bit more. Woke up the next day with a bloody hang over coz I forgot to drink water before falling asleep. Rendavous point was at Centrepoint McDonalds, for breakfast. I had...Porridge...yuck. And so, by 10.30am, we were off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived, late evening,checked in, forced myself for a 15mins power nap, dress up, rushed, stressed and carls jr. But, all is good, the moment we entered! The attendance of the night, was incredible. This years event was amazing just by having the company by itself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SUkIGdARWPI/AAAAAAAAB6s/x1SwJ8uHEK0/s1600-h/n652126083_2136135_9051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SUkIGdARWPI/AAAAAAAAB6s/x1SwJ8uHEK0/s320/n652126083_2136135_9051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280760945026619634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melbourne picture! of all the people that are and have been to Melb! =) Of course, we're missing out the usual few goats...Wish u were here, guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SUkEkPR0k4I/AAAAAAAAB6E/Vt2piIXtYcY/s1600-h/n652126083_2136117_4673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SUkEkPR0k4I/AAAAAAAAB6E/Vt2piIXtYcY/s320/n652126083_2136117_4673.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280757058691699586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, our 1 year anniversary! Time flies. I reckon I lost weight compared to last year...haha err.. cant say the same for the one next to me tho. hehehehe =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SUkIGHlcWxI/AAAAAAAAB6k/eREf4OifzH0/s1600-h/n669430226_5164237_7006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SUkIGHlcWxI/AAAAAAAAB6k/eREf4OifzH0/s320/n669430226_5164237_7006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280760939276950290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our FiRst Zoukout! No.52345345 Sharp photo. This one in particular, is a cooool photo.Good job, squirrel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SUkEk2emKBI/AAAAAAAAB6M/kjn7V4SVy80/s1600-h/n652126083_2136036_5504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SUkEk2emKBI/AAAAAAAAB6M/kjn7V4SVy80/s320/n652126083_2136036_5504.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280757069214263314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Dubai. Who... SADLY missed A&amp;amp;B by half an hour! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SUkEjxgXnsI/AAAAAAAAB58/Z2yHCLm6514/s1600-h/n652126083_2136119_5129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SUkEjxgXnsI/AAAAAAAAB58/Z2yHCLm6514/s320/n652126083_2136119_5129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280757050699652802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raining Trio! We're still missing you, Slinky! You're always with us. Sorry bout the..slightly evil expression.hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SUkIF3e-LqI/AAAAAAAAB6c/GXnzxiGNCDE/s1600-h/n652126083_2136200_5647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SUkIF3e-LqI/AAAAAAAAB6c/GXnzxiGNCDE/s320/n652126083_2136200_5647.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280760934954839714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 who made my night..... Jono and Tony... We miss you, Paavo! Guess, no one needs to guess how I felt that night now, right? In short, no words could express how I felt. Song after song, it was like a big tidal wave, hitting me, one after another. Breath taking! And not to mention, I was close to tears AGAIN. Up till now, if anyone asks me what I thought about the night, all I can do is let out this... sigh.. with a big smile. Thats what you call, a satisfying smile! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SUkEjW5LmsI/AAAAAAAAB50/1t2dHycKbb4/s1600-h/n652126083_2136122_5825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SUkEjW5LmsI/AAAAAAAAB50/1t2dHycKbb4/s320/n652126083_2136122_5825.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280757043555965634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday evening, as we bid our goodbyes to our very nice neighbouring country, we travelled back to Melaka, for dinner! Satay celup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SUkIFu-1t1I/AAAAAAAAB6U/uSiz9ZZ5n4k/s1600-h/n652126083_2136249_493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SUkIFu-1t1I/AAAAAAAAB6U/uSiz9ZZ5n4k/s320/n652126083_2136249_493.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280760932672583506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good! albeit my stomach not being in the best conditions. Another memorable trip to wrap up this year. Maybe its because more than half the entourage this year were the same from last years.  It kinda makes everyone feel so....i dont know... bonded?  Its like everything we did, we think about what happened exactly a year ago, and we wished everyone happy anniversary. Ahh ok... I dont know what I'm mumbling about here, all I wanna say is that, its been a good year all in all, I guess. With the new friends and all. Well... thats gonna go into the next post. A reflection post. =) till then.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What can you believe in now&lt;br /&gt;With no love to follow?&lt;br /&gt;Now that you have lost yourself&lt;br /&gt;Oh, can anything help you now?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just let your fears go&lt;br /&gt;You might find your way back home&lt;br /&gt;Let your fears go&lt;br /&gt;You might find that you’re not lost&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunlounger feat Zara - Lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-8461678234224145823?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8461678234224145823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=8461678234224145823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/8461678234224145823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/8461678234224145823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/12/where-do-you-turn-when-you-cant-buy-it.html' title='Where Do You Turn, When You Can&apos;t Buy It'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SUkIGdARWPI/AAAAAAAAB6s/x1SwJ8uHEK0/s72-c/n652126083_2136135_9051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-4807574849666926896</id><published>2008-12-09T20:25:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:51:38.964+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>The Night Is Young</title><content type='html'>Its been 5 months since I first left KL for Melbourne. And in that months, I've seen and I feel, I've done quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. Which explains why time flies by so quickly. I'm gonna take this moment to recall what I've done and seen over the past months. WARNING!! If you are on quota, I suggest that you are sure you have enough.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.... In the first WEEK that I arrived in Melbourne, I visited this place called Bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5VhX_pVHI/AAAAAAAAB5s/-Eq6gNecMic/s1600-h/n526288434_838560_924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5VhX_pVHI/AAAAAAAAB5s/-Eq6gNecMic/s320/n526288434_838560_924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277749845189809266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, something very out of the ordinary for me. It was not too bad, just no my kinda thing. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the good news came. In August, they were gonna start trance nights on a weekly basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5VhOMqSuI/AAAAAAAAB5k/medWziAwnbg/s1600-h/n661037243_1507726_4241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5VhOMqSuI/AAAAAAAAB5k/medWziAwnbg/s320/n661037243_1507726_4241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277749842560043746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was called Infinity and it was held at Queens Bridge Hotel (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;QBH&lt;/span&gt;) and I have no idea...if its really a hotel or not.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Well, anyways, our joy was short-lived. It closed down after just 4 short weeks, due to fights that led to 2 deaths. Oh well.. it was good while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had several visitors coming over to Melbourne both for work and leisure. First one came in a form of...an old man who is... young at heart.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt; Uncle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Fono&lt;/span&gt;.. Cant recall if I took pictures =p (sorry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kor&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5TtX0340I/AAAAAAAAB48/qRfg76UIW6g/s1600-h/n585512986_825558_6587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5TtX0340I/AAAAAAAAB48/qRfg76UIW6g/s320/n585512986_825558_6587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277747852279800642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The came miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ng&lt;/span&gt;, who swapped flights with other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; to come visit me. Chapel Street is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;EviL&lt;/span&gt;, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5TtSGUagI/AAAAAAAAB40/jWvz7Q3uayM/s1600-h/n585585559_1946519_7426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5TtSGUagI/AAAAAAAAB40/jWvz7Q3uayM/s320/n585585559_1946519_7426.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277747850742360578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;shannie's&lt;/span&gt; 21st &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; dinner. I think people who lives in the suburb has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of friends... maybe the further you stay the more friends you'll have. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Frankston's&lt;/span&gt; quite far right? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5U6qwCTPI/AAAAAAAAB5c/15EAfwHSgeY/s1600-h/n585585559_1946596_4165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5U6qwCTPI/AAAAAAAAB5c/15EAfwHSgeY/s320/n585585559_1946596_4165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277749180209712370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after her dinner, we went for drinks at this bar that closes late, little did I know, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;shannie&lt;/span&gt; cooked up a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; plan for me. I was surprised and touched. Thank you people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5TtKDiFJI/AAAAAAAAB4k/uSkr2JomIlA/s1600-h/n661037243_1481029_8022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5TtKDiFJI/AAAAAAAAB4k/uSkr2JomIlA/s320/n661037243_1481029_8022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277747848583189650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too long after that, Eugene the Lamer came over as well, for 2 weeks. In that 2 weeks, there was alcohol almost every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5U6JpgrQI/AAAAAAAAB5M/zgdJesEsyUA/s1600-h/n661037243_1481024_5699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5U6JpgrQI/AAAAAAAAB5M/zgdJesEsyUA/s320/n661037243_1481024_5699.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277749171323972866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also to celebrate all 3 of our birthdays. September babies yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5Tsj6F-II/AAAAAAAAB4c/db2dziAxR1U/s1600-h/n753077755_985153_2076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5Tsj6F-II/AAAAAAAAB4c/db2dziAxR1U/s320/n753077755_985153_2076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277747838343051394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated at Seven, and I was never so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;FuCKed&lt;/span&gt;, in my LIFE! Really drank my brains out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5THApYKvI/AAAAAAAAB4M/Iak36dnfQK8/s1600-h/n516888541_1027607_6092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5THApYKvI/AAAAAAAAB4M/Iak36dnfQK8/s320/n516888541_1027607_6092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277747193222540018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the same time, we went on a road trip as well. To Mt. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Dandenong&lt;/span&gt;! Stopped by midway to check out the tulips, as they say, during that time, flowers would be nicely bloomed. Well, the girls got pretty excited bout it. But flowers, are just flowers.Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5THqWMDPI/AAAAAAAAB4U/S_DTNtd2NJQ/s1600-h/n661037243_1478571_6714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5THqWMDPI/AAAAAAAAB4U/S_DTNtd2NJQ/s320/n661037243_1478571_6714.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277747204416343282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And up to the peak we went...beautiful scenery...good weather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5TGJk68FI/AAAAAAAAB38/fQmNktLF1Uk/s1600-h/n516888541_1027277_9694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5TGJk68FI/AAAAAAAAB38/fQmNktLF1Uk/s320/n516888541_1027277_9694.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277747178439897170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group picture....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2008, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Godskitchen&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5TGp-1ydI/AAAAAAAAB4E/b75BQwpePNs/s1600-h/n661037243_1478528_7962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5TGp-1ydI/AAAAAAAAB4E/b75BQwpePNs/s320/n661037243_1478528_7962.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277747187138546130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We survived &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Godskitchen&lt;/span&gt;! If &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not mistaken, we were there for 9 hours. Event ended at 7am and we walked 15minutes or so to the nearest train station. That was the hardest 15 minutes of my LIFE! at 7 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Degress&lt;/span&gt; wearing shorts and polo shirt. We are the champions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Godskitchen&lt;/span&gt;, there were no events left and we were back at Seven on bored, quiet weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5TFg-FtdI/AAAAAAAAB30/RKgrOnIeNqk/s1600-h/DSC07308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5TFg-FtdI/AAAAAAAAB30/RKgrOnIeNqk/s320/DSC07308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277747167539606994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one, was for Melbourne Cup. Theme night, something like that. Should have seen me in a suit! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;..hmm... there is another event....Halloween... which I choose not to post it up,coz every idiot has had a good laugh at it! no no... moving along.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then November came. We had MORE visitors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5RPMwX14I/AAAAAAAAB3M/N7ZIkwl1O30/s1600-h/n669430226_5048705_2920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5RPMwX14I/AAAAAAAAB3M/N7ZIkwl1O30/s320/n669430226_5048705_2920.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277745134888802178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 little monkeys came for Global Gathering, 22 November 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5RPqZZvOI/AAAAAAAAB3k/xV_JDf7X81g/s1600-h/n517239045_1723428_1502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5RPqZZvOI/AAAAAAAAB3k/xV_JDf7X81g/s320/n517239045_1723428_1502.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277745142845521122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on another road trip. this time. Phillip Island. Also added to this trip is another visitor from NEWCASTLE. So we had, 2 Williams, A squirrel and a Panda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5RPRrhj6I/AAAAAAAAB3c/dFRnP3VjlJw/s1600-h/n669430226_5048880_7983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5RPRrhj6I/AAAAAAAAB3c/dFRnP3VjlJw/s320/n669430226_5048880_7983.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277745136210644898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5RPCIVOjI/AAAAAAAAB3U/3Hn9ctV38jY/s1600-h/n517239045_1723440_4591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5RPCIVOjI/AAAAAAAAB3U/3Hn9ctV38jY/s320/n517239045_1723440_4591.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277745132036504114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was all good fun. And with the end of that trip, it was also time for me to go home. So yes. I'm home. I have been for  a week. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;. So yeah.. that was a very long way of saying that I'm back. I'm missing the good old Malaysian FOOD. So lets go EAT! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-4807574849666926896?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4807574849666926896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=4807574849666926896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4807574849666926896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4807574849666926896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/12/night-is-young.html' title='The Night Is Young'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/ST5VhX_pVHI/AAAAAAAAB5s/-Eq6gNecMic/s72-c/n526288434_838560_924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-2615962128228236793</id><published>2008-11-13T06:02:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:10:00.816+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Delusion in Both Worlds</title><content type='html'>My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; quota burst and my speed was capped... therefore using the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; was pretty much a pain in the ass, so... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; blame me for all the updates being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wayy&lt;/span&gt; behind. I seem to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; that I want to say... but lets just get over one thing at a time. I know I'm like... close to 2 weeks late on this.. but hey, better late than never? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So.. here's my dedication to a buddy of mine......William "WUSSY THE PUSSY" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Loh&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SRsd0Mu13qI/AAAAAAAAB2s/pVBAu-Jg2NU/s1600-h/IMG_2334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SRsd0Mu13qI/AAAAAAAAB2s/pVBAu-Jg2NU/s320/IMG_2334.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267836971748023970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my "attractive" friend who is... not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SRsdz8Zan3I/AAAAAAAAB2k/i5iIxCtGUs8/s1600-h/DSC03332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SRsdz8Zan3I/AAAAAAAAB2k/i5iIxCtGUs8/s320/DSC03332.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267836967363190642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....always so "attractive"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SRsdzSpgm4I/AAAAAAAAB2c/z3NhYSOk9os/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SRsdzSpgm4I/AAAAAAAAB2c/z3NhYSOk9os/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267836956156402562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BUTtt&lt;/span&gt; still have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of "flies" because he is the "shit"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe its you being a guy, that I cant seem to have anything nice to say about you.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;.  OR maybe its something about you being like half a girl that makes me feel like I should be saying nice things. But fact is still fact, and saying it would sound really gay. But I'll just jot down some stuff and try to minimize the gay part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the 3 years of friendship that we've had, for all the hundreds of crazy things we've done in that duration, for the thousands of memories that we've created and for the million more days or months or even years [if life allows] to come, every birthday and yearly celebrations serves as a moment to reflect and remember all the small things and milestones that we've all been through. And this year, I'd like to take it slow for a moment and thank these 3 years for they have been truly great. In 22 years of my life, and in all honestly, I've never felt the significant change a person has onto me. Therefore, for all the lessons, the trust, the advices and new directions sparked during this course of collision, I'm here to thank you personally and this post is as much of a celebration of your life and as obvious as it is, a sign of gratitude from me, acknowledging all that you've done for me, directly or indirectly. SO.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SRsd08-GBvI/AAAAAAAAB20/YmtXgts_1AU/s320/Picture+673.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267836984696899314" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;while you may not be superman..or... the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;GOd&lt;/span&gt; of all things...and you do not benefit me, material wise....I'm QUITE happy with you.. just being who you are....[&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;except for being late...procrastinate...being a woman......blablabla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; =D&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SRsd1QlI9kI/AAAAAAAAB28/KQXU2LTmuHE/s320/CIMG8337.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267836989960943170" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy [belated] 23rd birthday, my friend....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SRsieRlCbXI/AAAAAAAAB3E/IkGr7FKZc1A/s320/DSC_0281.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267842092650098034" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One third of Raining Trio, you WILL get your celebration from us one way or another..... when we see you. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;haha&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/7558947-2615962128228236793?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2615962128228236793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=2615962128228236793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2615962128228236793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2615962128228236793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/11/delusion-in-both-worlds.html' title='Delusion in Both Worlds'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SRsd0Mu13qI/AAAAAAAAB2s/pVBAu-Jg2NU/s72-c/IMG_2334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-3439063936152725211</id><published>2008-10-30T13:56:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T14:40:33.412+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Hey There, Little Squirrel!</title><content type='html'>*clears throat* Okay..Pong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chu&lt;/span&gt;...well.. Happy 23rd birthday!!(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aiks&lt;/span&gt;...23 only..? feels &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; older). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kekeke&lt;/span&gt;. Anyways, just wanna explain how amazing it is, that we got close in a short period of time. Like you said...(and as gay as it sounds) FATE BROUGHT US ALL TOGETHER....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I know all these pictures are from you anyways...But an entire post on you is just..abit too boring la huh..?? ahaha... So you can ignore the pictures and read the words, while...other people...........uh.. can read n see....WHAT A &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;WONDERFUL&lt;/span&gt; person you are...heh =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SQksc5hApXI/AAAAAAAAB2U/MjrVwwPhU5s/s320/n669430226_3079553_1451.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262786514546369906" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what can I say bout you...? Since its you're birthday I'll control myself from insulting you.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;.. um.. you're a very interesting companion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SQkkZGNr8lI/AAAAAAAAB18/iVz1Yrg1IdY/s1600-h/n592376302_1675401_1113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SQkkZGNr8lI/AAAAAAAAB18/iVz1Yrg1IdY/s320/n592376302_1675401_1113.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262777653142483538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You.....make our days more exciting. Your nonsense gives us things we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really expect everyday...(or at least not me). Not to mention your daily cats n dogs fight with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;keekee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SQkkY1eyU-I/AAAAAAAAB10/qpLvP1JtaLs/s1600-h/n669430226_3324454_5612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SQkkY1eyU-I/AAAAAAAAB10/qpLvP1JtaLs/s320/n669430226_3324454_5612.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262777648650802146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your love for the camera.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. See now, we have truckloads of pictures. I think I have more pictures with you than with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of other people that I've known for years.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SQkkYrB3DLI/AAAAAAAAB1s/SlAaq8kL3Aw/s1600-h/n669430226_3324505_2417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SQkkYrB3DLI/AAAAAAAAB1s/SlAaq8kL3Aw/s320/n669430226_3324505_2417.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262777645845122226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your constant reminder that we need to look...SHARP! I STILL can k!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SQkkZW_9DxI/AAAAAAAAB2E/yXBNF1H7y2g/s320/n669430226_3597904_2861.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262777657648287506" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you're also a piece of the puzzle in the family. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; run away from us, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; we're your PILLARS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you'll have a great birthday....wish I was there to be a part of the celebration. But its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;... I'll be seeing you VERY soon. =) Till then, you be good and take care of yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-3439063936152725211?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/3439063936152725211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=3439063936152725211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/3439063936152725211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/3439063936152725211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-there-little-squirrel.html' title='Hey There, Little Squirrel!'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SQksc5hApXI/AAAAAAAAB2U/MjrVwwPhU5s/s72-c/n669430226_3079553_1451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-2853771090335781115</id><published>2008-10-27T01:07:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:02:02.887+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>Another day turns into night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So...I finally handed in my Major Project proposal on Friday and...70% of the weight were off my shoulders. I have a lil bit of time before continuing on my next assignment. Need to get more sleep. I have been having a mild insomnia...probably due to the lack of sleep while I was rushing for that assignment. In 40 hours, I've only slept for about 2 hours, no kidding. But I think the record was higher, back in LUCT days. And because I'm stayin awake for so many hours, its making my mind wonder again. Its like an animal that broke out of a cage. Its crazzzzyyy! Well anyways, had some.....retail therapy today. haha. Ok, I'm not shopping because I'm emo. The exchange rate dropped! What a  great time to be buying all the things that I've wanted now! Still looking for my Kevin Lyons, hoping to spot somewhere that gives a good price, and ASAP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok.. moving on to something else... I've recently downloaded this set. One of the sets of Armada Night, by Markus Schulz. Oh my, its WoNDEFUL! And if anyone is interested, I'm in the mood to share. The file is not too big so...&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/157461935/Armin_van_Buuren___Armada_Night_-_Amsterdam_Dance_Event_22-10-2008.mp3"&gt;Cliky here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the tracklist for it is....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Markus Schulz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Markus Schulz - The New World (Remix)&lt;br /&gt;02. Evgeny Bardyuzha - Bali (Remix)&lt;br /&gt;03. Sia - Buttons (Markus Schulz Return To Coldharbour Dub)&lt;br /&gt;04. Ali Wilson - Shakedown&lt;br /&gt;05. 4 Strings - Take Me Away (Re-Ward Dub Mix)&lt;br /&gt;06. Albert Vorne - Formenetera What (Gareth Emery Remix / Markus Schulz Big Room Reconstruction)&lt;br /&gt;07. Rank 1 - Airwave (Remix)&lt;br /&gt;08. Timmy &amp;amp; Tommy - Full Tiltin (Joint Operations Centre Remix)&lt;br /&gt;09. Derelict - Rescue Me (Markus Schulz Big Room Reconstruction)&lt;br /&gt;10. Gareth Emery vs. Delerium - This is Silence (Black Army Mashup)&lt;br /&gt;11. Offer Nissim Featuring Maya - For Your Love (Sied Van Riel Remix / Markus Schulz Rework)&lt;br /&gt;12. Arnej - They Always Come Back&lt;br /&gt;13. Mark Knight &amp;amp; Funkagenda - Arena (MK's Very Clubby Mix)&lt;br /&gt;14. Eurythmics vs. Ronski Speed - Space Dreams (Markus Schulz Mashup)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope u enjoyed it as much as I did. Those who know me well would probably know why I gave this set Extra points. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Edit: Sorry guysss... for those who did download from that link earlier, its the wrong file. That was for Armin's set instead. &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/157414443/Markus_Schulz___Armada_Night_-_Amsterdam_Dance_Event_22-10-2008.mp3"&gt;THiS ONE HERE&lt;/a&gt; is the the Markus Schulz set.haha sorrryyyy!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I've uploaded the Armin's set instead... here's the tracklist for his set&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armin van Buuren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Armin Van Buuren Featuring Jaren - Unforgivable (First State Smooth Remix)&lt;br /&gt;02. Mr. Sam Featuring Claud9 - Cygnes&lt;br /&gt;03. ID&lt;br /&gt;04. ID (Duderstadt)&lt;br /&gt;05. Wippenberg - Chakalaka&lt;br /&gt;06. ID&lt;br /&gt;07. Ilya Soloviev &amp;amp; Paul Miller - Lover Summer (Orjan Nilsen Remix)&lt;br /&gt;08. Sunlounger &amp;amp; Zara - Lost (Dance Version)&lt;br /&gt;09. Kyau &amp;amp; Albert - Hide &amp;amp; Seek (Club Mix)&lt;br /&gt;10. Stoneface &amp;amp; Terminal - Blueprint (Club Mix)&lt;br /&gt;11. Jochen Miller vs. Armin Van Buuren Featuring Sharon Den Adel - In and Out of Connection (Armin Van Buuren Mashup)&lt;br /&gt;12. Samara - Verano (Fast Distance Remix)&lt;br /&gt;13. Giuseppe Ottaviani Featuring Stephan Pickup - No More Alone&lt;br /&gt;14. Thomas Bronzwaer - Certitude&lt;br /&gt;..::::: Interview with Markus Schulz :::::..&lt;br /&gt;15. Armin Van Buuren Featuring Audrey Gallagher - Hold On To Me (John O'Callaghan Remix)&lt;br /&gt;16. Tokugawas Drums vs. Quillroader - Mayan Sun (Josh Henriquez &amp;amp; Raver Remix)&lt;br /&gt;17. Art of Trance - Madagascar (Richard Durand Remix)&lt;br /&gt;18. Ferry Corsten vs. Prodigy - Smack My Radio Crash (Armin van Buuren Mashup)&lt;br /&gt;19. 8 Wonders - The Return&lt;br /&gt;20. Paul Van Dyk &amp;amp; Starkillers &amp;amp; Austin Leeds Featuring Ashley Tomberlin - New York City (Super8 &amp;amp; Tab Remix)&lt;br /&gt;21. Lange Featuring Sarah Howells - Out of the Sky (Kyau &amp;amp; Albert Remix)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take me away&lt;br /&gt;A million miles away from here&lt;br /&gt;Take me away&lt;br /&gt;Find a place for you and me&lt;br /&gt;You're taking me higher&lt;br /&gt;High as I could be&lt;br /&gt;Take me away&lt;br /&gt;Forever you and me&lt;br /&gt;Take me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears I cried&lt;br /&gt;Kept them all inside&lt;br /&gt;I needed time&lt;br /&gt;To make up my mind&lt;br /&gt;[To make up my mind]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4 Strings - Take Me Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-2853771090335781115?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2853771090335781115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=2853771090335781115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2853771090335781115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2853771090335781115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-day-turns-into-night.html' title='Another day turns into night'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-3022458175622912831</id><published>2008-10-17T00:32:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:41:27.059+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>Anticipation</title><content type='html'>I was looking through photo albums last night while taking my "break" from assignments, and you know what?........ I freaking miss the attic gang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, I'm openly admitting it now. I dont normally feel like I miss anything back home, but this time.... I do feel like goin home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPYTwKLgjQI/AAAAAAAABVs/DrzeAFQ-GDw/s1600-h/n546635237_624458_755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPYTwKLgjQI/AAAAAAAABVs/DrzeAFQ-GDw/s320/n546635237_624458_755.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257411333088906498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home to the people that layan my "Bunny dance"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPYTo-8ljyI/AAAAAAAABVc/TtitHFRXQ6k/s1600-h/n682589164_551624_5147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPYTo-8ljyI/AAAAAAAABVc/TtitHFRXQ6k/s320/n682589164_551624_5147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257411209814445858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRINKKKKKKK~~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPYTo43YCzI/AAAAAAAABVk/cAEY0Tl5vms/s1600-h/n546635237_569718_1552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPYTo43YCzI/AAAAAAAABVk/cAEY0Tl5vms/s320/n546635237_569718_1552.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257411208181975858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To...people that do stupid things in public&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPYRbM-YxhI/AAAAAAAABU0/_mR5-1uSwIY/s1600-h/n669430226_3079509_6142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPYRbM-YxhI/AAAAAAAABU0/_mR5-1uSwIY/s320/n669430226_3079509_6142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257408774038668818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to TAG and LAPSAP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPYRbcyBkfI/AAAAAAAABU8/EZL6XfB6yRo/s1600-h/n669430226_3597910_4661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPYRbcyBkfI/AAAAAAAABU8/EZL6XfB6yRo/s320/n669430226_3597910_4661.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257408778281783794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bergila with the pong chu and the pose of the month.... more like pose of the century la.. been months already still doing it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPYRbRYXujI/AAAAAAAABVE/fRYCsZGNUgg/s1600-h/n669430226_3597905_3161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPYRbRYXujI/AAAAAAAABVE/fRYCsZGNUgg/s320/n669430226_3597905_3161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257408775221393970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willie the pussy and Sneaky the panda....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPYRblGg13I/AAAAAAAABVM/YtqCWaXPs58/s1600-h/n669430226_3562890_1056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPYRblGg13I/AAAAAAAABVM/YtqCWaXPs58/s320/n669430226_3562890_1056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257408780515202930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To people that layan... just about...any damn thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPYRbvYRoYI/AAAAAAAABVU/xOBECwBx4fg/s1600-h/n669430226_3562887_72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPYRbvYRoYI/AAAAAAAABVU/xOBECwBx4fg/s320/n669430226_3562887_72.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257408783274058114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPc3gSPW0pI/AAAAAAAABV0/4WKwzPbC5Qw/s1600-h/n669430226_3267451_1469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPc3gSPW0pI/AAAAAAAABV0/4WKwzPbC5Qw/s320/n669430226_3267451_1469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257732117769933458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandatory shoe pictures,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPc3gqPac-I/AAAAAAAABV8/11h_5ytHX6A/s1600-h/n669430226_3267441_8291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPc3gqPac-I/AAAAAAAABV8/11h_5ytHX6A/s320/n669430226_3267441_8291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257732124212622306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you.....the cupboard of troubles. hahaha. ok just kidding. But u got damn long life ok, msg me while I'm typing this. Prolonging both our miseries. hahaha ok.kidding again. Dont merajuk.I know you miss me. Argh.. ok gang! I'll see u all in a few short months!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit... been going back to listening to stuff that does not have vocals.... cant think of a paragraph to rip from. hehh.... hmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok got one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Broken whispers open doors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Empty hallways, bedroom floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You saw me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some crazy times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I lost my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you always catch your mïnd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's how I know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You never gonna lose your own way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your own way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You never gonna lose your own way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your own way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First state feat. Elliot Johns - Your own way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-3022458175622912831?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/3022458175622912831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=3022458175622912831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/3022458175622912831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/3022458175622912831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/10/anticipation.html' title='Anticipation'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPYTwKLgjQI/AAAAAAAABVs/DrzeAFQ-GDw/s72-c/n546635237_624458_755.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-5402543016002097762</id><published>2008-10-13T02:35:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T02:54:37.474+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><title type='text'>When You Could Give So Much More</title><content type='html'>Woot! I've finally gotten my present!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPIbUzOVL3I/AAAAAAAABUs/KX7ZkSNVZoE/s1600-h/melb+dunk_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPIbUzOVL3I/AAAAAAAABUs/KX7ZkSNVZoE/s320/melb+dunk_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256293759256440690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its called Melbourne Dunk!. Been waiting for it for awhile, ever since Andrew poisoned me sometime last month. Just picked it up today, all the way from Chadstone. All that traveling is worth it! as they still had this last piece of that size. Ok, let me tell you the miraculous story of my dunk and me. I arrived at the mall at around 1 something in the afternoon, entered the shop and asked for the shoe. The dude asked for my size and I said "7 or 7.5". He said he had one last 7.5 left. As I was trying it on, he was telling me that actually, that pair has been booked, by someone else, but he was late to return to the shop so he gave it to me instead! There were only 3 pairs of shoes left in then, the 7.5, 10.5 and 11. I couldnt even be bothered about thinking twice. All the way there, and the shoe fits, PAY! Furthermore, the exchange rate has gone down abit, so that makes the shoe even more worth it! I'm so happy now, I cant take it off to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPIZxsGm3yI/AAAAAAAABUM/nwfzv2aO-78/s1600-h/melb+dunk_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPIZxsGm3yI/AAAAAAAABUM/nwfzv2aO-78/s320/melb+dunk_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256292056537947938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you go. As requested by Panda neekee. Dont bomb my house. I've blogged bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPIZx_wiDKI/AAAAAAAABUU/FzNkOrp24w0/s1600-h/melb+dunk_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPIZx_wiDKI/AAAAAAAABUU/FzNkOrp24w0/s320/melb+dunk_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256292061814066338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPIZyMgbQ_I/AAAAAAAABUc/xYe_Shb-CpY/s1600-h/melb+dunk_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPIZyMgbQ_I/AAAAAAAABUc/xYe_Shb-CpY/s320/melb+dunk_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256292065236173810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVING IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPIZyUiOA0I/AAAAAAAABUk/ZTeZWauT1Bg/s1600-h/melb+dunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPIZyUiOA0I/AAAAAAAABUk/ZTeZWauT1Bg/s320/melb+dunk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256292067391177538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really comfortable. REALLY!!! And the bluesss... its got this spell on me. LOVE IT! =) Never been more happy with a purchase I think? I mean, not that I dont love my other shoes, but this is love at first....try.kekeke. Alright ppl, hope you enjoyed...looking at my shoes as much...or half as much as I love putting it on. hehehe. Nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-5402543016002097762?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5402543016002097762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=5402543016002097762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5402543016002097762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5402543016002097762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-you-could-give-so-much-more.html' title='When You Could Give So Much More'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SPIbUzOVL3I/AAAAAAAABUs/KX7ZkSNVZoE/s72-c/melb+dunk_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-6346776578342096911</id><published>2008-10-06T05:16:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T05:32:12.467+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>If The Naked Eye Wont See</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The city feels clean this time of night&lt;br /&gt;Just empty streets and me walking home&lt;br /&gt;To clear my head&lt;br /&gt;I know it came as no surprise&lt;br /&gt;I'm affected more than I had guessed&lt;br /&gt;By what was said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this loves not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;If a hearts not ready to open&lt;br /&gt;If the naked eye won't see&lt;br /&gt;It's broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that quiet time before the dawn&lt;br /&gt;And I'm half past making sense of it&lt;br /&gt;Was I wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Should I think to give it all&lt;br /&gt;In a world where not much ever seems&lt;br /&gt;To last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this loves not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;If a hearts not ready to open&lt;br /&gt;If we make it i won't see&lt;br /&gt;How it's broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late Night Alumni - Empty Streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trance songs have a way of making me feel more depressed sometIMes, thanks to the crazy lyrics, planting thoughts in my head... just like today.I decided to walk home today,at 12am. During those times, trams take an awful long time to arrive at the stop. It sure was a long and not to mention quiet walk. 40minutes.Empty Streets, a perfect song to accompany me, while my head rummages through old memories and all the "What ifs".Got me thinking abit...I wont deny those thoughts did bring me down a little, but I guess, sometimes being able to feel this way, reassures me that I'm human. Sometimes I go through the days with no emotion, its like the days have gone to waste as I'm not feeling anything, I'm not feeling life. What is life, if there is no pain huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I arrived home, downloaded Grey's Anatomy and there was this bit about memory lost from an accident. And I was just thinking about....well,life and death. And I was checking out my calender and I realized its the 6th today. Its been 6 months since Andrew had passed, times flies huh? As compared to where you are, Andrew, I'm still here, I'm still the same. it just got me thinking, if I have lived my life. If I have contributed anything to life...If I have made amends and said what I wanted to say just in case it would be too late? Or should I even be keeping all those until the "time is right"? Should I be actually doing it all the time to avoid "unfinished business"? Should I be making an effort to leave behind the pride and shame and wear my emotions on my sleeve? Are the walls that I've built around me too high? Ultimately.. Does my existence mean anything? I can start a wholeee 4563456345page book bout questions on life and my purpose and why and how and all that crap... but that is gonna be insane, and it probably would never be published until...maybe the day I die. So, lets just leave it as it is. Daylight savings has started. I am now 3 hours ahead from home, in case anyone is interested to know. Its 5.10am here now and I cant sleep. Switchfoot's "on fire" no longer does the job. I need an alternative.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-6346776578342096911?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6346776578342096911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=6346776578342096911&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6346776578342096911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6346776578342096911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-naked-eye-wont-see.html' title='If The Naked Eye Wont See'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-2974810606163812519</id><published>2008-10-01T22:57:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T12:32:32.734+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>In every day I live through</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Warning: MIGHT be abit heavy on Pictures....depends on how you see it.hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOot! I'm back again. Alrightey... updates for this week. Road trip to Mt. Dandenong...among other things. Where should I start.... erm... ok Thursday, was the arrival of  a visitor from home! Mr. Eugene (lamer) arrived, but I didnt get to see him then coz, we went to the Royal Melbourne Show and was too tired by the time we got back to the city. So.. Friday, we went to Se7en, because thats the one thing that the lamer missed and thats probably his main reason to come all the way back here. I guess in some ways, it was also to have a celebration for  all the September babies. We had 2 bottles, but the party didnt end there. The bottles finished pretty quickly. I guess everyone was in the mood to drink, trying to get us September babies down. I managed to dodge a few, and the bottles finished before I felt much. For some, it ended pretty early, but for me... it was like a hungry dog who have not seen food in a million years. Easier said.... what I did, was suicidal. I took memory lost and "kereta terbalik" to a whole new level. RIGHT! moving along! Sat was spent recuperating at home, as I was so hung over, it was beyond hung over....o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY! we all woke up early... and by early I mean 8am! met up at Slinky's place, where we all were set to gather. The attendance of the day was...Slinky,Nat, Ivan, Cinvin, Eugene, Tracy, Vincent, Jinyin, Matt and myself.  5,hopped on into a poWaRh-fuLL rented car and the other 5 in Matt's car and off we went on our journey. The trip took us... about an hour plus. Our first stop was.... the Tulip farm. I dont think I've ever seen so many freaking flowers in one place, in my life! Well, I have to admit, it was quite pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJLBdwq33I/AAAAAAAABTY/h7UZhGLeCfQ/s1600-h/dandenong4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJLBdwq33I/AAAAAAAABTY/h7UZhGLeCfQ/s320/dandenong4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251842604008136562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJLB9CoecI/AAAAAAAABTg/OovoATkdQMc/s1600-h/dandenong8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJLB9CoecI/AAAAAAAABTg/OovoATkdQMc/s320/dandenong8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251842612404976066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJIA180IMI/AAAAAAAABTA/_mQhdx1IgBk/s1600-h/dandenong28thsept08_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJIA180IMI/AAAAAAAABTA/_mQhdx1IgBk/s320/dandenong28thsept08_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251839294786773186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some weird sculptures, among all the flowers. Seriously like thorn among the roses kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJLCKLTD8I/AAAAAAAABTo/_hJlm1I6x84/s1600-h/dandenong10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJLCKLTD8I/AAAAAAAABTo/_hJlm1I6x84/s320/dandenong10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251842615930982338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJIAVC33CI/AAAAAAAABS4/WNKfkDEbcBM/s1600-h/dandenong11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJIAVC33CI/AAAAAAAABS4/WNKfkDEbcBM/s320/dandenong11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251839285953813538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see lonely sculptures stoning in the middle of the fields,keep them company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the flowers got boring, and it started reminding me of my assignment, we decided to move on. All the FUNGRY fellas, were eager to have food, any later and we might just eat up those pretty flowers. Supposed to have Miss Marples, or something like that, but it was SUPER FULL HOUSE. We all cant wait so we had Flippin Pancakes instead. Therefore... my lunch was.. pancakes -____-" its alright. Better than nothing. When we were done rejuvenating ourselves, we continued our journey up to the peak. And the view... Fooohh... nothing short of amazing. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJIA5azvDI/AAAAAAAABTI/nOPcj4d6dY0/s1600-h/dandenong25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJIA5azvDI/AAAAAAAABTI/nOPcj4d6dY0/s320/dandenong25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251839295717882930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJIBsVdh1I/AAAAAAAABTQ/-r1FNtODnOQ/s1600-h/dandenong28thsept08_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJIBsVdh1I/AAAAAAAABTQ/-r1FNtODnOQ/s320/dandenong28thsept08_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251839309385664338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From up there, we can see almost the whole of Victoria. We could see the city.. which is REALLY SMALL, surrounded by this giant area of suburbs. Pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJC4Qjb99I/AAAAAAAABSY/QaiitRHnv3k/s1600-h/dandenong30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJC4Qjb99I/AAAAAAAABSY/QaiitRHnv3k/s320/dandenong30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251833649751128018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. it was a nice and sunny afternoon, so those camwhores did what most white ppl would do when they see sun... Lie on the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJC4l1NIqI/AAAAAAAABSg/hndRLF1hktU/s1600-h/dandenong34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJC4l1NIqI/AAAAAAAABSg/hndRLF1hktU/s320/dandenong34.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251833655462797986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I on the other hand... walked around by myself for awhile to see if there was anything interesting to make it into the photo album. Which turns out.... not really. mehh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJC41cSqRI/AAAAAAAABSo/xUMZ6li2viM/s1600-h/dandenong41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJC41cSqRI/AAAAAAAABSo/xUMZ6li2viM/s320/dandenong41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251833659653269778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJC5cTH7GI/AAAAAAAABSw/dk7Zk9bsXQs/s1600-h/dandenong27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJC5cTH7GI/AAAAAAAABSw/dk7Zk9bsXQs/s320/dandenong27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251833670083800162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoe of the day, my NB! its enjoying the view too. =) The rest of the photos will be up in my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chinly/"&gt;Flickr album&lt;/a&gt;, when I have the time to edit it, and when I have the quota to upload. Currently I'm downloading a massive file that is 14gb or so. Pheww... its been 4days, and i'm still not done! Aight.. till the next time...or next outing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm falling backwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing matters when you're far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I need to feel you on my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm falling backwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I have to hold is empty space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be standing still until you're mine again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Falling backwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take me in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Acosta feat. Aruna - Falling Backwards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-2974810606163812519?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2974810606163812519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=2974810606163812519&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2974810606163812519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2974810606163812519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-every-day-i-live-through.html' title='In every day I live through'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOJLBdwq33I/AAAAAAAABTY/h7UZhGLeCfQ/s72-c/dandenong4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-2879375107529806572</id><published>2008-09-22T20:27:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T21:05:33.982+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>I’ll be waiting, Till the sky falls down</title><content type='html'>whoops... looks like im slacking behind on blogging again. Well anyways, I did go up to St. Kilda beach last weekend and took some pictures. Not much, as the wind was REALLLYYY crazy and it was a nice and relaxing time I guess, So..it was mostly chillout =).&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMyUelNq9jI/AAAAAAAABR4/mnYVuZCSQ0Y/s320/IMG_6247.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245730919086224946" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMyUe2YmnoI/AAAAAAAABSA/5RbguLqTMFM/s1600-h/IMG_6246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMyUe2YmnoI/AAAAAAAABSA/5RbguLqTMFM/s320/IMG_6246.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245730923695480450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMyUfDkpW9I/AAAAAAAABSI/GQzJji1M_iY/s1600-h/IMG_6230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMyUfDkpW9I/AAAAAAAABSI/GQzJji1M_iY/s320/IMG_6230.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245730927235652562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMyUffWjmgI/AAAAAAAABSQ/0G_odxMWwrY/s1600-h/IMG_6229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMyUffWjmgI/AAAAAAAABSQ/0G_odxMWwrY/s320/IMG_6229.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245730934692747778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lazy to link it up here, the rest of the pictures are in the &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chinly/"&gt;flickr album.&lt;/a&gt;  Will update more when I have the time to travel to somewhere else. Didnt go anywhere this recent weekend, coz.....we were all drinking at my place. Some people woke up too hung over to leave the house, hahaha, and its not even his birthday. LOLOLOL! aight... next time folks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, btw... its Nat's birthday today!! Happy 23rd Nat.... gosh, you're old. hohoho. Just kiddddinngggg. They're all over at my place now, making Nasi Lemak for dinner. I'm too lazy to do anything. =D  WE LOVE YOU NAAAAATTTT!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-2879375107529806572?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2879375107529806572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=2879375107529806572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2879375107529806572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2879375107529806572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/09/ill-be-waiting-till-sky-falls-down.html' title='I’ll be waiting, Till the sky falls down'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMyUelNq9jI/AAAAAAAABR4/mnYVuZCSQ0Y/s72-c/IMG_6247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-1091222558264977454</id><published>2008-09-13T13:17:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T14:27:00.051+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>You came on Cupid's wings And then you flew away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 85, 85);"&gt;Warning&lt;/span&gt; A severe weather warning is current for locally damaging winds.  0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great greeting message in the morning. Nevertheless, the temperature was at about 21 degrees, and sunny. So me and Slinky took the opportunity to go out for a walk with our 50mm. I just realized that my pictures are in a backwards order. So the pictures at the top here are towards the end of the day, and the ones further down at the bottom are at the start of the day...too lazy to rearrange them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMsuTwQgupI/AAAAAAAABRw/qvh41r9u44s/s1600-h/IMG_6222copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMsuTwQgupI/AAAAAAAABRw/qvh41r9u44s/s320/IMG_6222copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245337107909622418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These fingers belong to a rather clumsy person. Guess who....no points given for that. Easy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;peasy&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMsuTUNsYbI/AAAAAAAABRg/RN0K1z5zkS8/s1600-h/IMG_6208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMsuTUNsYbI/AAAAAAAABRg/RN0K1z5zkS8/s320/IMG_6208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245337100381610418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great time and place to be enjoying a nice chilled beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMsuTveyohI/AAAAAAAABRo/qYM6javQL5E/s1600-h/IMG_6207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMsuTveyohI/AAAAAAAABRo/qYM6javQL5E/s320/IMG_6207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245337107701080594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMstipgI9KI/AAAAAAAABRA/jyJhgDa_lNk/s1600-h/IMG_6204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMstipgI9KI/AAAAAAAABRA/jyJhgDa_lNk/s320/IMG_6204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245336264282535074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the rooftop of a building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMsti6vBoEI/AAAAAAAABRI/cdkvKSlAqrI/s1600-h/IMG_6202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMsti6vBoEI/AAAAAAAABRI/cdkvKSlAqrI/s320/IMG_6202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245336268908372034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMstjLK1J2I/AAAAAAAABRQ/SC4jkFvLVC4/s1600-h/IMG_6200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMstjLK1J2I/AAAAAAAABRQ/SC4jkFvLVC4/s320/IMG_6200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245336273319962466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMstjV9T4KI/AAAAAAAABRY/b4mtpgFRjYc/s1600-h/IMG_6193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMstjV9T4KI/AAAAAAAABRY/b4mtpgFRjYc/s320/IMG_6193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245336276216045730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMsr1-tvWuI/AAAAAAAABQY/yz_rDzoZgCw/s1600-h/IMG_6189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMsr1-tvWuI/AAAAAAAABQY/yz_rDzoZgCw/s320/IMG_6189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245334397370981090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMsr2TzzEqI/AAAAAAAABQg/d0UKd9XupOE/s1600-h/IMG_6187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMsr2TzzEqI/AAAAAAAABQg/d0UKd9XupOE/s320/IMG_6187.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245334403033535138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMsr2hskL3I/AAAAAAAABQo/QlW5d1F6yr8/s1600-h/IMG_6182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMsr2hskL3I/AAAAAAAABQo/QlW5d1F6yr8/s320/IMG_6182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245334406761295730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMsr2-f8yXI/AAAAAAAABQw/UHlBWQ1UbrE/s1600-h/IMG_6178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMsr2-f8yXI/AAAAAAAABQw/UHlBWQ1UbrE/s320/IMG_6178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245334414493010290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMsr3G3ctxI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Q1CIz7W3qw4/s1600-h/IMG_6176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMsr3G3ctxI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Q1CIz7W3qw4/s320/IMG_6176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245334416739055378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jeanswear&lt;/span&gt; shop, that uses a pair of jeans..as the signboard. Interesting. Sends the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt; loud and clear.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;And so, the sun went away...and it was time to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bugggerrr&lt;/span&gt; off. Had dinner and then it was back to my place, for a little house session. Attendance was greater than expected. Now most of the monkeys are still here. Going off to St. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kilda&lt;/span&gt; beach soon. More pictures to come from today's outing, I hope. Till then...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BUgggeerrrr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;offfff&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all begin with good intent&lt;br /&gt;Love was raw and young&lt;br /&gt;We believed that we could change ourselves&lt;br /&gt;The past could be undone&lt;br /&gt;But we carry on our backs the burden&lt;br /&gt;Time always reveals&lt;br /&gt;The lonely light of morning&lt;br /&gt;The wound that would not heal&lt;br /&gt;It's the bitter taste of losing everything&lt;br /&gt;That I have held so dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;McLachlan&lt;/span&gt; - Fallen (Gabriel &amp;amp; Dresden Remix)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-1091222558264977454?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1091222558264977454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=1091222558264977454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1091222558264977454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1091222558264977454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-came-on-cupids-wings-and-then-you.html' title='You came on Cupid&apos;s wings And then you flew away'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMsuTwQgupI/AAAAAAAABRw/qvh41r9u44s/s72-c/IMG_6222copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-5016021146338167649</id><published>2008-09-10T01:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T01:10:33.474+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>Morning don't bring light</title><content type='html'>I'm actually not joking about the title. Morning here.. is all gloomy and shit. So, yeah, pretty suitable come to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; of it. =) Besides bitching bout the weather half the time, I'm gonna be all happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;clappy&lt;/span&gt; now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt;, I'm in the mood to update bout some new editions in my apartment. Firstly, I ordered the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Anjunabeats&lt;/span&gt; jacket bout 2 weeks ago, has FINALLY ARRIVED!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMaO1UK6jRI/AAAAAAAABQQ/rt_dGUkI4Ts/s320/Jacket.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244035862718221586" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is what you call early preparation. I will PROUDLY wear it on Global Gathering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMaO1ZoTMHI/AAAAAAAABQI/x2foju2HfPc/s320/arminonlydvd_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244035864183648370" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, today, we popped by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;JB&lt;/span&gt; Hi-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Fi&lt;/span&gt; for awhile. And somehow I cant seem to pull myself away from that place without holding a yellow plastic bag. So, this time, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; resist buying the Armin Only 2006. I know its a little old, but sometimes, old songs are great, when you get bored of the new ones. So,these things never really die off anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the best thing around the apartment now is the arrival of the 5.1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;logitech&lt;/span&gt; speakers. But um, me being too greedy bought it without thinking whether my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lappy&lt;/span&gt; could take it or not. Which, turns out... it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt;. Or at least I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think it could. Need to upgrade my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sound card&lt;/span&gt;. But all is not wasted, I wired 3 of the speakers to the TV, so now my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lappy&lt;/span&gt; n TV are kinda like.. sharing the speakers. So what I did was...this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMaDTCphQhI/AAAAAAAABPw/a7wzRCuhTFY/s320/IMG_6168.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244023179271291410" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you can see it.. its just sitting on the arm rest of my sofa. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; the rear 2 speakers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;andddd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMaDTvSmA8I/AAAAAAAABQA/XJ4mTOitw1E/s1600-h/IMG_6163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMaDTvSmA8I/AAAAAAAABQA/XJ4mTOitw1E/s320/IMG_6163.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244023191254729666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; the other 3 speakers in the front. Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; Armin Only 2006 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; playing there. Right timing even, check out the lasers. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;. Now I can watch my Armin Only with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;mucccchh&lt;/span&gt; better sound quality *grin*. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;.. I love my new home now, which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; really healthy for me sometimes. I'd rather choose to stay home than to go out. Saves money, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; you think? =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alrights... moving along now... =) good night people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memories&lt;br /&gt;Emotions that we share&lt;br /&gt;Teardrops&lt;br /&gt;Signing my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could it end this way&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me, love me&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Armin Van Buuren feat. Susana - Shivers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-5016021146338167649?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5016021146338167649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=5016021146338167649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5016021146338167649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5016021146338167649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/09/morning-dont-bring-light.html' title='Morning don&apos;t bring light'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMaO1UK6jRI/AAAAAAAABQQ/rt_dGUkI4Ts/s72-c/Jacket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-7068682727228834861</id><published>2008-09-05T15:06:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:24:48.413+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>When You Change Your Mind</title><content type='html'>Nothing much to update about. I have just been keeping my anticipations up for Above &amp;amp; Beyond, in November! Cant wait too see them again. Their tunes practically runs through my veins, its in my head, its a part of my daily life. Above&amp;amp;Beyond is my new GOD. And now that I finally have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; again... wait.. CRAZY ASS download speed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;, I'm back to having trance everyday. Making it a point to download at least a new track every day to keep up. Furthermore there is Trance event here now every week to feed our hungry appetite. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; fueled up with Trance right now, I could burst up in flames. Just about as exciting as getting a new pair of shoes.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. *ahem* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; sorry... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;syok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sendiri&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMCwbqtiSHI/AAAAAAAABPQ/a3uDCmhYQsM/s1600-h/main_image1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMCwbqtiSHI/AAAAAAAABPQ/a3uDCmhYQsM/s320/main_image1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242383955627493490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Anjunabeats&lt;/span&gt; Vol.6 is out now. Gonna wait till maybe next week or something before buying em. I'm afraid that my credit card will blow...or worse, my parents &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;harassing&lt;/span&gt; me bout all my online purchases.  Other than that.... I also showed my love and now I'm spreading em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SL_uWW-IWnI/AAAAAAAABPA/6U9jmHP5XB0/s1600-h/2721537883_024a701934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SL_uWW-IWnI/AAAAAAAABPA/6U9jmHP5XB0/s320/2721537883_024a701934.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242170559173253746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have not voted, go VOTE!!!! Right.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all. Just felt like spreading my love for trance &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's moment in vocal trance.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You and I can fly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Babe we can be so high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you just let go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you're too busy keeping ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;feets&lt;/span&gt; on the ground,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And keeping one hand on the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Sunlounger&lt;/span&gt; Feat. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Kyler&lt;/span&gt; England - Change Your Mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-7068682727228834861?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7068682727228834861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=7068682727228834861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/7068682727228834861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/7068682727228834861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-you-change-your-mind.html' title='When You Change Your Mind'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SMCwbqtiSHI/AAAAAAAABPQ/a3uDCmhYQsM/s72-c/main_image1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-6454461604722814925</id><published>2008-09-01T20:23:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T02:42:00.514+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>They Always Come Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warning: This post MAY contain heavy contents.  Quota check is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;adviced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Su&lt;/span&gt; Ann, and everyone else back home who wants to see what my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; place looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLt1dh2jyaI/AAAAAAAABOg/iDQAjathiuw/s1600-h/IMG_6048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLt1dh2jyaI/AAAAAAAABOg/iDQAjathiuw/s320/IMG_6048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240911741539568034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little section of my room... its a long, seemed useless &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; corridor with a small window at the end. Decided to put up a table to do my work. So, that is my very long table. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLt1d1lVBBI/AAAAAAAABOo/9MhQQr_phEU/s1600-h/IMG_6051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLt1d1lVBBI/AAAAAAAABOo/9MhQQr_phEU/s320/IMG_6051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240911746836005906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Erk&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, cant see much but this is the main area of my room, where, I sleep....on the floor. The cupboard doors are sliding mirrors. Feels kinda weird to see yourself sleep...or wake up seeing yourself. It is NOT kinky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLt1eEQ6IHI/AAAAAAAABOw/6olbmDZh9rQ/s1600-h/IMG_6063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLt1eEQ6IHI/AAAAAAAABOw/6olbmDZh9rQ/s320/IMG_6063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240911750776889458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view from my balcony. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; that day there was this cool rainbow so I just had to take a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLt1eUTo5vI/AAAAAAAABO4/m1ut2AeLy-A/s1600-h/IMG_6065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLt1eUTo5vI/AAAAAAAABO4/m1ut2AeLy-A/s320/IMG_6065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240911755083310834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLt0hiJxqFI/AAAAAAAABOI/oqLqSlstFDY/s1600-h/IMG_6067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLt0hiJxqFI/AAAAAAAABOI/oqLqSlstFDY/s320/IMG_6067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240910710828017746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the views from my balcony. All city, all building.... nothing very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLt0h-rVjiI/AAAAAAAABOQ/uNjDgENjf54/s1600-h/IMG_6083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLt0h-rVjiI/AAAAAAAABOQ/uNjDgENjf54/s320/IMG_6083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240910718484975138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is....my living room. I have a 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;seater&lt;/span&gt; sofa, which is that black thingy on the left of the picture and on the right side, is my 32 inch LCD TV YO!...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; lame.But I have a nice TV with no DVD player. I was playing all my DVDs on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lappy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;. Thank God I finally got my DVD player...TODAY. Misery is over. Time for some good entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLt0iJV3XnI/AAAAAAAABOY/b1w0TQGegMI/s1600-h/IMG_6096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLt0iJV3XnI/AAAAAAAABOY/b1w0TQGegMI/s320/IMG_6096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240910721347706482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here.... we have.. my toilet. Its pretty neat. All of the stuff in there is built in. Except the heater in the middle there, and my towel... and floor mat. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLtzmb3d4GI/AAAAAAAABNg/AAY1-GnjXDo/s1600-h/IMG_6097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLtzmb3d4GI/AAAAAAAABNg/AAY1-GnjXDo/s320/IMG_6097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240909695528329314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my kitchen and bar top. I have no dining table, as I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; think I'd need one. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Erk&lt;/span&gt;.. its a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; messy, I know. Some things are hard to change.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;. Okay, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all about my apartment. I reckon I'd need a shoe rack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;?*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yesterday, as we all know it was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Independence&lt;/span&gt; day. So, there was this Fiesta Malaysia going on at Federation Square. Went there with Slinky, Nat, Tracy and Vincent to check it out. Ivan and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Cinvin&lt;/span&gt; joined later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLtzmvtMPvI/AAAAAAAABNo/kqF4uioOmG0/s1600-h/IMG_6112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLtzmvtMPvI/AAAAAAAABNo/kqF4uioOmG0/s320/IMG_6112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240909700853939954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLtzm-KTwMI/AAAAAAAABNw/c3URuRwpLs8/s1600-h/IMG_6116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLtzm-KTwMI/AAAAAAAABNw/c3URuRwpLs8/s320/IMG_6116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240909704734163138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLtznNEfe_I/AAAAAAAABN4/RPfdCxxUm48/s1600-h/IMG_6118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLtznNEfe_I/AAAAAAAABN4/RPfdCxxUm48/s320/IMG_6118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240909708736297970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLtznROzTBI/AAAAAAAABOA/DoT1Bv1-8Xc/s1600-h/IMG_6119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLtznROzTBI/AAAAAAAABOA/DoT1Bv1-8Xc/s320/IMG_6119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240909709853281298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah well, there were some REALLY MALAYSIAN thing going on there, people playing traditional games and stuff...there was a stage and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; are singing and also performing...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;martial&lt;/span&gt; arts I think. Anyways, we were hungry and it started to rain, so we went off to have some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;indian&lt;/span&gt; food. A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;wHOLe&lt;/span&gt; day dedicated to Malaysian stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLttfUBzp9I/AAAAAAAABM4/p6tSoAHOVjM/s1600-h/IMG_6123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLttfUBzp9I/AAAAAAAABM4/p6tSoAHOVjM/s320/IMG_6123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240902976095365074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After good food, we went walking around and snapping pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLttfnVtlMI/AAAAAAAABNA/5XLufFICFjA/s1600-h/IMG_6138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLttfnVtlMI/AAAAAAAABNA/5XLufFICFjA/s320/IMG_6138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240902981279126722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trams... a big part of my daily life now. No more having the leisure of driving myself around. But its cool tho, the public transportation is pretty efficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLttgKupTgI/AAAAAAAABNI/-Zdb-B1VcMw/s1600-h/IMG_6139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLttgKupTgI/AAAAAAAABNI/-Zdb-B1VcMw/s320/IMG_6139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240902990778945026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLttgn-7ITI/AAAAAAAABNQ/TGaj6gH5NGs/s1600-h/IMG_6143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLttgn-7ITI/AAAAAAAABNQ/TGaj6gH5NGs/s320/IMG_6143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240902998631850290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLttgi52ylI/AAAAAAAABNY/Y-xylY-XdRw/s1600-h/IMG_6144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLttgi52ylI/AAAAAAAABNY/Y-xylY-XdRw/s320/IMG_6144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240902997268417106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Krispy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Kreme&lt;/span&gt;... while waiting for the girls to be done with their shopping. Which they took... an HOUR AND A HALF!!!. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;... end of post. I hope that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; hurt your quota too much.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;,Thank you for listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's moment in trance....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wouldn't call it time well spent  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Repeating to myself again  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Find comfort in an endless stream of moments  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't even care, about the way I feel today  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because it changes anyway  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Something will make me cry or smile  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another picture on my pile  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiesto - Close to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-6454461604722814925?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6454461604722814925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=6454461604722814925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6454461604722814925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6454461604722814925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/09/they-always-come-back.html' title='They Always Come Back'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLt1dh2jyaI/AAAAAAAABOg/iDQAjathiuw/s72-c/IMG_6048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-6233943317229775545</id><published>2008-08-29T16:07:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:22:48.823+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><title type='text'>But this comes close, I’ll have you know It’s just a matter of time</title><content type='html'>Okay.... I have a confession to make.... I....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pair of....S h O e s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLeNc6-S1OI/AAAAAAAABMo/mVWcfzNBYDI/s1600-h/IMG_6077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLeNc6-S1OI/AAAAAAAABMo/mVWcfzNBYDI/s320/IMG_6077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239812219475252450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this.... Puma, Tommie Smith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLeNda1s33I/AAAAAAAABMw/K5RqwiJCSFk/s1600-h/IMG_6074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLeNda1s33I/AAAAAAAABMw/K5RqwiJCSFk/s320/IMG_6074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239812228029144946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my AirMax 90 vivid blues.....which I bought....no more than 3 weeks before the Tommie Smith. Sighh...I am guilty! NO more looking at shoes for at least a month!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... since I'm still very much in that mood where I'm soooOooO in love with my shoes, I shall share with your a little story about the shoe. It is the 40th anniversary of the 1968 Olympics in Mexico where Tommie Smith, the 200m winner raised his fist up to represent black poverty. Which, he was after that banned from the Olympics. That's the shoe's story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My story is um... one Tuesday morning, I overslept, and missed my 9am class. I couldnt be bothered to go for the second class because....I wasnt in the mood for a boring lecture about business proposals. So, I met Slinky, Nat, Ivan and Cinvin for lunch instead. After lunch, I bought some DVDs and a house phone. So now you can call me at home. Oh wait.. not yet. I forgot to buy the batteries for it. -____-". ANYWAYSSS.... after all that we went to Melbourne Central coz Nat needed to get something for a friend and... I should say... we accidentally stumbled into this shoe shop.... and I saw that lil Tommie Smith sitting on the rack... and then the shop lady asked if I wanted to try it on... So I said "yes, size 7 please" In some ways kinda hoping that they wouldnt have it, so that I could just walk away without having to think about it. and.. what do u know... they freaking have the size!! And.. I put it on... and it fits... and its nice... and its comfortable.. and I didnt wanna take it off... So I took it home with me. the end....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I now am so glad that my parents doesnt read my blog. Or they'll kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLeNccYVxgI/AAAAAAAABMg/yoE9ffos4kI/s1600-h/Photo+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLeNccYVxgI/AAAAAAAABMg/yoE9ffos4kI/s320/Photo+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239812211262998018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I might make funny looking faces like that when they give me shit. ehheeh Alrights... Enough.. This post is pretty long now.... I needed to explain myself, about that crazy compulsive splurging. So, please forgive me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for a minute in your life to appreciate VOCAL TRANCE! Today's pick is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it ain’t over ’till it’s over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But I won’t be made a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ‘Cause leaving me the way you did was just so unforgivable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armin Van Buuren feat. Jaren - Unforgivable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyouverymuch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-6233943317229775545?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6233943317229775545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=6233943317229775545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6233943317229775545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6233943317229775545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/08/but-this-comes-close-ill-have-you-know.html' title='But this comes close, I’ll have you know It’s just a matter of time'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLeNc6-S1OI/AAAAAAAABMo/mVWcfzNBYDI/s72-c/IMG_6077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-1345807131739334014</id><published>2008-08-26T02:19:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T15:39:04.045+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>What did you learn, what was it worth?</title><content type='html'>*yawns*.... Now that I have my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; running, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have anything to update about... I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have a compact camera that I carry around. And... there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hasnt&lt;/span&gt; been much going on around here anyways. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;.... so...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;umm&lt;/span&gt;... the weather is getting better, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; so cold now, signs of the end of winter and the coming of spring! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... its Slinky's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; right now. Everyone gathered at my place for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;BAK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;KUT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;TEH&lt;/span&gt; and Nat made some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; cupcakes. Oh.. what a good dinner..ugh. I need to get pictures from everyone!! K.. so.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all that I can say for now.... system is shutting down anyways. Class at 9 till 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;tomoro&lt;/span&gt; =( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;byebye&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH wait.. since I managed to work my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hard disk&lt;/span&gt;.... shall scout for a picture of my fellow raining trio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, here goes, Slinky... Happy Birthday. Its been a good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;.....3 years plus since we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;frst&lt;/span&gt; introduced. It was the start of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Limkokwing&lt;/span&gt; days, introduced by Jocelyn, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; you STALK her blog..[&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;, kidding] and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt;... we can go on to write up a history how we met, and how Raining Trio came about, but shall not waste the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;netspace&lt;/span&gt;" and get on with my shit. So...I'd have to say, I've enjoyed all the times. From, our first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt; trip.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLLTCTOV1ZI/AAAAAAAABMA/QcWd5rBg3Nc/s1600-h/Picture+660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLLTCTOV1ZI/AAAAAAAABMA/QcWd5rBg3Nc/s320/Picture+660.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238481353058932114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLLTCtvzPFI/AAAAAAAABMI/ztdwv2GpL5Q/s1600-h/Picture+624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLLTCtvzPFI/AAAAAAAABMI/ztdwv2GpL5Q/s320/Picture+624.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238481360178592850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the clubbing times, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Lapsap&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Zoukout&lt;/span&gt;....You have been such a prominent figure to my nightlife, Every  MUSIC event, I just need to turn around to look for you, and William.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLLTCsgpC1I/AAAAAAAABMQ/ZD1LvIfhGLY/s1600-h/n585512986_312438_3015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLLTCsgpC1I/AAAAAAAABMQ/ZD1LvIfhGLY/s320/n585512986_312438_3015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238481359846574930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt; trips, that just gets increasingly more interesting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLLTDGnHFbI/AAAAAAAABMY/XFsuxyhhDyw/s1600-h/DSC_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLLTDGnHFbI/AAAAAAAABMY/XFsuxyhhDyw/s320/DSC_0575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238481366853031346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its probably &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt;, you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; care bout going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;CrAzzzyyy&lt;/span&gt; and you make people feel comfortable to let loose and go crazy too....which...is fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLLQnd7-NtI/AAAAAAAABLY/Btf-N5ay04E/s1600-h/n546635237_281327_7777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLLQnd7-NtI/AAAAAAAABLY/Btf-N5ay04E/s320/n546635237_281327_7777.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238478693054953170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLLQnsxL77I/AAAAAAAABLg/Ap3s2dH777Q/s1600-h/n546635237_281316_4552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLLQnsxL77I/AAAAAAAABLg/Ap3s2dH777Q/s320/n546635237_281316_4552.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238478697036246962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLLQn1wcgWI/AAAAAAAABLo/bUUgQYA44ic/s1600-h/DSC04587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLLQn1wcgWI/AAAAAAAABLo/bUUgQYA44ic/s320/DSC04587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238478699449057634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLLQoCWCHTI/AAAAAAAABLw/GrIq69rRSYw/s1600-h/DSC03334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLLQoCWCHTI/AAAAAAAABLw/GrIq69rRSYw/s320/DSC03334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238478702827937074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLLQoivzJUI/AAAAAAAABL4/qHUfL1kO-kY/s1600-h/CIMG0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLLQoivzJUI/AAAAAAAABL4/qHUfL1kO-kY/s320/CIMG0760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238478711525942594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just cool that I can do all kinds of stupid things... and the best part is not that you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; say anything bout it... but you join me instead. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;ahahahah&lt;/span&gt;.... Like I said... your plug's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;alil&lt;/span&gt; loose, and its infectious... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; but....You're a great friend, no joke. So.... I hope you enjoyed the dinner....cupcakes and all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;andddd&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;umm&lt;/span&gt;... have a great birthday la, basically.. I have class from 9-4 later so...wont be around to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;layan&lt;/span&gt; you in the day. But if you feel like drinking at night...which you SHOULD... lets GO! a round of drinks on me. come come...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt; Ah!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. k.. I should go to sleep now. Nights..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-1345807131739334014?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1345807131739334014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=1345807131739334014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1345807131739334014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1345807131739334014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-did-you-learn-what-was-it-worth.html' title='What did you learn, what was it worth?'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SLLTCTOV1ZI/AAAAAAAABMA/QcWd5rBg3Nc/s72-c/Picture+660.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-2693839485804810791</id><published>2008-08-11T19:15:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:25:27.589+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><title type='text'>All I Wanted, Was To Get To You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=""&gt;I bought new shoes! I bought new shoes! I've got a little bit of time now to get online, so I shall announce that I finally got myself a pair of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;airmax&lt;/span&gt;. If I could get the Misha, would have been better, but they ran outta size. Sigh... its always difficult for me. Well anyways, right now, I'm super happy with my new pickup and... I'm still wearing it around the house. Been wearing it since I brought it back..which was about..2 hours ago. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SKADyQrsfGI/AAAAAAAABLQ/wRaMSOYovtw/s1600-h/air-max-90-vivid-blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SKADyQrsfGI/AAAAAAAABLQ/wRaMSOYovtw/s320/air-max-90-vivid-blue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233186929011096674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; got anything much to say actually. Olympics has been quite entertaining. I'm still learning how to cook. I really cant cook up a meal to survive, I'm telling you. I need a chef housemate. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;gtg&lt;/span&gt;. End of show update. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-2693839485804810791?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2693839485804810791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=2693839485804810791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2693839485804810791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2693839485804810791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-i-wanted-was-to-get-to-you.html' title='All I Wanted, Was To Get To You'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SKADyQrsfGI/AAAAAAAABLQ/wRaMSOYovtw/s72-c/air-max-90-vivid-blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-6989025304535524963</id><published>2008-07-30T17:48:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T16:53:01.435+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>I've Been Fooling Myself, Too Long</title><content type='html'>The weather these past couple of days have been really crazy. Its RAINING... like really pouring.  Apparently its not supposed to rain that heavy. I wonder if its me. The last time I went to Perth, it Haled... and apparently it doesnt hale there too.. hmm. Ok.. not gonna think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...I was dreaming, a few nights back. I dreamed that.. the WHOLE attic gang was at my Melb apartment. Everyone was busy talking, making alot of noise, as the usual. William and Andrew carrying the mahjong table, discussing where to put. Yinyi n Neekee arguing as usual, about which room to put the luggages. Everyone was just walking up and down the house! I couldnt really see them as I was in my room sleeping, and then as I was about to go out and check out the commotion,.....I woke up...and everyone disappeared. the house...still quiet just like it was, before I dozed off. I guess I miss the gang. Sigh.. see, never get too close to people, or you'll miss them , when they're not around you. Maybe I should have just stayed at home all the time, like how I used to do. Then maybe being at home alone now wouldnt be so....hmm... quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, I've started to have homework already. Should be starting to get a little more occupied in the next couple of weeks. Classes here are only on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays. Which means I get to play more than I work.hahah For now. And I only have 13 weeks of classes. So I'd be done...sometimes in late October or early November. Then I'm gonna FREAKING PARTY UNTIL DEC.hahaha woot! Alrightey then... gonna go look for someone to accompany me for a bite. hungrrryyyy~~ so... laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-6989025304535524963?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6989025304535524963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=6989025304535524963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6989025304535524963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6989025304535524963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/07/ibe-been-fooling-myself-too-long.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Fooling Myself, Too Long'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-1182792263227884689</id><published>2008-07-26T17:03:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T15:49:17.920+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melb Update'/><title type='text'>Do You Find Solace In The Sun</title><content type='html'>Hello folks, greetings from the land down under. Currently I do not have any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; connection at my place, I have to steal them from friend's house or... from college. Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; pitiful, yes. But only for another 2 weeks.Anyways... Right now, I'm in the suburbs. Hawthorn to be exact. Staying over here with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Huishan&lt;/span&gt; n Pearly for the weekend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; all the people in the city went for the ski trip at falls creek. The suburbs' pretty nice actually... much more quiet and peaceful. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt; how's Melbourne so far..? I find it nice, I like it. Well, except for the depressing weather. Everyday its super cloudy and it rains. Sun only comes up once in awhile, where blue skies come along too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;WHich&lt;/span&gt; is......once in a week? Any longer and I might forget what blue skies look like. Never really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; the sun back home.Now we all long for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving along... FOOD! oh, food's good. but the portion...well it still needs a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; getting used to. I'm gonna be fat by the end of the year. No joke. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Theres&lt;/span&gt; food everywhere and its nice. Unless of course, my lazy bug gets the better of me, then I would just stay at home like how I always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Andd&lt;/span&gt;... my apartment. So far, its been furnished 90% already. Got the sofa, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; rack, bar stools study table, washing machine and heater. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; still missing a coffee table for me to eat while watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;.OH, I have a bean bag too. That thing super rocks. Anddd.... I have to walk everywhere over here. Unlike back home where I drive all over the place. Which is good, coz.... I get to workout much much more than when I'm back home.... which MAYBE could lower my chances of getting fat by....um.....30%?? hahah. Hopefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all in all, this place is beautiful. But u know, its always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; empty without the people that matters to share all of these with me.Oh well....I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; good enough of an update! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; considering that I'm rushing through this post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; I'm supposed to be getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ready&lt;/span&gt; to go for dinner now. =) Take care &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; at home... or whoever that reads this. Come visit me in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Melb&lt;/span&gt;!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-1182792263227884689?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1182792263227884689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=1182792263227884689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1182792263227884689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1182792263227884689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/07/do-you-find-solace-in-sun.html' title='Do You Find Solace In The Sun'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-298915813022936080</id><published>2008-07-14T15:42:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T16:45:40.509+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><title type='text'>To Empty Places On My Own</title><content type='html'>Ahoy mateys.... I'm home now at the apartment, and it feels as though I have not been here in a million years. Its just 2 weeks actually. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;. So much packing to do right now, I'm so bored of it. I need to pack not only my things for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Melb&lt;/span&gt;, but I need to pack all of my stuff from the apartment as well, as I will be moving back to my parents place. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;... I'm gonna miss this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; fortress of mine. My good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt; hideout. So maybe I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;shouldnt&lt;/span&gt; come home in December huh? no place to stay.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ehheeh&lt;/span&gt;. Well anyways, I suppose the reality that I AM LEAVING IN A FEW DAYS has finally started to sink in. Buts it like I'm trying to ignore it without realising it. So therefore, I R confused. Maybe its because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really have anything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; here for me anyways. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Theres&lt;/span&gt; nothing that I really want to do before leaving  All these, doing all the things before leaving and meeting people before leaving is making me feel as though I'm never coming back or something. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; Chill out people! Its only gonna be about 4-5 months or so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ANYWAAAYYSSSS&lt;/span&gt;..... I've got a new pick up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;heheh&lt;/span&gt;. This time its no Nike. I got myself a pair of NB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SHrtdZjO3JI/AAAAAAAABLI/BD-E_GF7lX4/s1600-h/nb574_woven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SHrtdZjO3JI/AAAAAAAABLI/BD-E_GF7lX4/s320/nb574_woven.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222747807220161682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M574 woven. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lovin&lt;/span&gt; it now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;NB's&lt;/span&gt; getting my attention. They have some really nice designs and colorways. not good not good. Bad for the pocket.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;alrightey&lt;/span&gt; then, Guess this shall be all for now. My next post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;couLD&lt;/span&gt; be coming all the way from down south!  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-298915813022936080?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/298915813022936080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=298915813022936080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/298915813022936080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/298915813022936080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-empty-places-on-my-own.html' title='To Empty Places On My Own'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SHrtdZjO3JI/AAAAAAAABLI/BD-E_GF7lX4/s72-c/nb574_woven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-479202752126708188</id><published>2008-07-03T18:57:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T18:57:00.962+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Tell Me What Does It Take, To Breathe It Into You</title><content type='html'>greeetingssss~~ This is a field report. The site is Bukit Mertajam, Penang. Well well, plane landed at about 11.40am yesterday, and right after that went straight into BM town for lunch, which is YAM RICE!! and, kuay kak for dinner. Its like my trip COULD end right after dinner, as those 2 are on the highest of my list...But, theres still loads of other food to go for. k k.. moving on. Yes, after dinner, William brought me out to meet the abangs over at the island. And you should know whats the agenda.....but noo... i wasnt down.ehhehehe managed to survive. Be smart....just kiddingggg. Please dont use this against me.Well, anyways. thats all the updates of penang...from penang for now. I hope Sunday never comes. till then, byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-479202752126708188?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/479202752126708188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=479202752126708188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/479202752126708188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/479202752126708188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/07/tell-me-what-does-it-take-to-breathe-it.html' title='Tell Me What Does It Take, To Breathe It Into You'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-4813997479916763460</id><published>2008-07-02T05:45:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T05:50:25.448+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>What If I Lose My Way, Run Right Into You</title><content type='html'>Helloooo world! this is my first post blogging from my brand new lappy!  Finally it has arrived. Been waiting for this for over a week. I'm absolutely excited. I feel like I dont wanna sleep and just spend my time exploring my new love. eheheh. Too bad, I need to pack my bags and WASH the DISHES! coz I'll be leaving for Penang later in the morning. I dont have time to sleep! but I just gotta post this, cant help it... to happy.hehehe. Ok guys... will update more later. Gotta get back to packing and washing the dishes. Adiosss~~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-4813997479916763460?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4813997479916763460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=4813997479916763460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4813997479916763460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4813997479916763460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-if-i-lose-my-way-run-right-into.html' title='What If I Lose My Way, Run Right Into You'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-5497482175770693212</id><published>2008-06-26T15:23:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T15:28:50.977+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>When Good Things Go Wrong</title><content type='html'>When you wake up feeling blue or the wrong side of the bed, it is absolutely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pErfeCt&lt;/span&gt; that you get stuff like these n your mailbox. At least you know, you might not be in such a bad situation &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;afterall&lt;/span&gt;. =) Read on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SGMoE9m3yRI/AAAAAAAABKw/9JQx95akkMQ/s1600-h/willy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SGMoE9m3yRI/AAAAAAAABKw/9JQx95akkMQ/s320/willy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216056859147356434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;AHhAHHAHah&lt;/span&gt;!!! a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BDSM&lt;/span&gt; gone really wrong there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SGMoFD2XO5I/AAAAAAAABK4/iq0VDmMUEmw/s1600-h/vib.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SGMoFD2XO5I/AAAAAAAABK4/iq0VDmMUEmw/s320/vib.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216056860822944658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinky 33-year old....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SGMoFayGk-I/AAAAAAAABLA/fnQPWlQGV6U/s1600-h/balls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SGMoFayGk-I/AAAAAAAABLA/fnQPWlQGV6U/s320/balls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216056866979091426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy with no experience of his balls ability to shrink and expand.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HAHAHAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;!!! thank you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yinyi&lt;/span&gt;.... this is good shit. I like British newspaper too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-5497482175770693212?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5497482175770693212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=5497482175770693212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5497482175770693212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5497482175770693212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-good-things-go-wrong.html' title='When Good Things Go Wrong'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SGMoE9m3yRI/AAAAAAAABKw/9JQx95akkMQ/s72-c/willy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-1037897295315872994</id><published>2008-06-24T15:36:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T15:41:51.117+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clubs'/><title type='text'>I'm Walking On The Edge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday 20th June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;woot&lt;/span&gt;~~!! Last weekend was seriously a POWER weekend. Friday night, nope, not at Loft, but at Maison for Alex M.O.R.P.H. It was seriously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;weIrD&lt;/span&gt; to have a trance event outside of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zouk&lt;/span&gt;, and furthermore, in Maison. But it was all GOOD! His set was surprisingly melodic and euphoric! Which is, the best kind of set for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8WI9GoyaI/AAAAAAAABKY/G-AeUSDd2PE/s1600-h/n669430226_3324451_4707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8WI9GoyaI/AAAAAAAABKY/G-AeUSDd2PE/s320/n669430226_3324451_4707.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214911236615489954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attendance of the night, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Neekee&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yinyi&lt;/span&gt;, Nat, William, Jean, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chak&lt;/span&gt;, Ben, Bernard,Joel and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kchong&lt;/span&gt;. Later on, Mark and friends joined our table as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8WIwwkhmI/AAAAAAAABKg/5_2oM43vBeU/s1600-h/n669430226_3324452_5058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8WIwwkhmI/AAAAAAAABKg/5_2oM43vBeU/s320/n669430226_3324452_5058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214911233301710434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been so long since we had a trance night ANYWHERE! so the moment I heard those beats, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; even matter what song was playing, I was already hyped up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8WIxFUDJI/AAAAAAAABKo/sA4o0FfJGfE/s1600-h/n669430226_3324453_5329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8WIxFUDJI/AAAAAAAABKo/sA4o0FfJGfE/s320/n669430226_3324453_5329.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214911233388711058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, we love trance.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; our new mascot.....so "CUTE" right....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8Ve0d4KkI/AAAAAAAABJ4/PqbQzY6TLfU/s1600-h/n669430226_3324458_6497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8Ve0d4KkI/AAAAAAAABJ4/PqbQzY6TLfU/s320/n669430226_3324458_6497.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214910512742541890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got a picture with the Man of the night. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; be fooled, he looks normal here, but he's um... kinda heavy on the weight side...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8VfAzHkdI/AAAAAAAABKA/HT_4GANPlWI/s1600-h/n669430226_3324463_8362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8VfAzHkdI/AAAAAAAABKA/HT_4GANPlWI/s320/n669430226_3324463_8362.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214910516052857298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from where we were standing. I think the management should go check up on the pillars supporting that balcony, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; everyone was jumping up and down, it did feel like it was gonna drop. But even if it did!!!,  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; care! I would have died happy anyways. The music was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;SOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; getting to me.... I was close to tears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8VfVY1jII/AAAAAAAABKI/QONPXx3WHRk/s1600-h/n669430226_3324467_9577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8VfVY1jII/AAAAAAAABKI/QONPXx3WHRk/s320/n669430226_3324467_9577.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214910521579768962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;seee&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;stresss&lt;/span&gt;, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; take it. He played, mind circus, SATELLITE!....Walk the edge...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;zOmg&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8VfZ1wIKI/AAAAAAAABKQ/mkFaUEhRU8E/s1600-h/n669430226_3324468_9900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8VfZ1wIKI/AAAAAAAABKQ/mkFaUEhRU8E/s320/n669430226_3324468_9900.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214910522774790306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant get over the night man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8VOjGlheI/AAAAAAAABJQ/6EhfaGA9tQA/s1600-h/n669430226_3324470_513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8VOjGlheI/AAAAAAAABJQ/6EhfaGA9tQA/s320/n669430226_3324470_513.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214910233203541474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the night is good, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need no alcohol. Natural high is the way to go...........but I drank anyways, and Neekee drove my car back in the end...hehe....*shy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8VOgJ5aeI/AAAAAAAABJY/qHK0hv_M4Rg/s1600-h/n669430226_3324476_2429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8VOgJ5aeI/AAAAAAAABJY/qHK0hv_M4Rg/s320/n669430226_3324476_2429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214910232412121570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;hahahahahah&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Kchong&lt;/span&gt;.....y so serious....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8VOsgkXpI/AAAAAAAABJg/HdKYb__5WDQ/s1600-h/n669430226_3324482_4441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8VOsgkXpI/AAAAAAAABJg/HdKYb__5WDQ/s320/n669430226_3324482_4441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214910235728436882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, yeah.... natural high. Did I mention that I lost my voice? Like real bad. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ahhaah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8VO5aW3GI/AAAAAAAABJo/Vl5xMjjbSqc/s1600-h/n669430226_3324485_5571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8VO5aW3GI/AAAAAAAABJo/Vl5xMjjbSqc/s320/n669430226_3324485_5571.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214910239192046690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Walk the edge did to me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8VO_aO3LI/AAAAAAAABJw/xNmNo9wfci4/s1600-h/n669430226_3324487_6224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8VO_aO3LI/AAAAAAAABJw/xNmNo9wfci4/s320/n669430226_3324487_6224.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214910240802135218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this was what the man was doing, he was really walking the edge... but I hope that the console &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; crack.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you Alex MORPH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday 21st June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following night, was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Lapsap&lt;/span&gt; at Loft. this is some back to back good shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8UjvpZs7I/AAAAAAAABIo/wrOYQPB39Nw/s1600-h/n669430226_3324490_7237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8UjvpZs7I/AAAAAAAABIo/wrOYQPB39Nw/s320/n669430226_3324490_7237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214909497836417970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attendance of the night, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;yinyi&lt;/span&gt;[again], &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;neekee&lt;/span&gt;, smalls, dazed, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;andrew&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;jeehoe and techdroid&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; wanna count William, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Kchong&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Seng&lt;/span&gt; in... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; they were at Velvet most of the time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8UjmF57YI/AAAAAAAABIw/sfeRdsAJGl8/s1600-h/n669430226_3324495_8902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8UjmF57YI/AAAAAAAABIw/sfeRdsAJGl8/s320/n669430226_3324495_8902.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214909495271615874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Stoner....hohoho can u see which world he's in???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8Uj-PXZLI/AAAAAAAABI4/ea6N2KOgzNI/s1600-h/n669430226_3324502_1298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8Uj-PXZLI/AAAAAAAABI4/ea6N2KOgzNI/s320/n669430226_3324502_1298.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214909501753746610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Drunkard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Heng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Seng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Leng&lt;/span&gt;.... who happens to be the casualty of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8UkOwzqAI/AAAAAAAABJA/yZvt3dCqlAw/s1600-h/n669430226_3324505_2417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8UkOwzqAI/AAAAAAAABJA/yZvt3dCqlAw/s320/n669430226_3324505_2417.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214909506188978178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs* It was a good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8UkGJOR9I/AAAAAAAABJI/BScXy7R5afg/s1600-h/n669430226_3324509_3462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8UkGJOR9I/AAAAAAAABJI/BScXy7R5afg/s320/n669430226_3324509_3462.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214909503875467218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great weekend, great company! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; the recipe for a Super Weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-1037897295315872994?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1037897295315872994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=1037897295315872994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1037897295315872994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1037897295315872994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-walking-on-edge.html' title='I&apos;m Walking On The Edge!'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SF8WI9GoyaI/AAAAAAAABKY/G-AeUSDd2PE/s72-c/n669430226_3324451_4707.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-4506284075808545738</id><published>2008-06-19T20:02:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T05:39:33.133+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clubs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>This is a sense of things to come</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;oopppp&lt;/span&gt;! I'm late to update again!. Ah well... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not around the computer much these days,so cant really help it there. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Anywayss&lt;/span&gt;....lets just get to the chase. Last Friday night was spent in Loft for TAG. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; because I was having the TAG vibe the whole damn week prior to it and I felt that I needed to go. Plus also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jue&lt;/span&gt; came down to KL. So took her along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SFnWxBvyjAI/AAAAAAAABIQ/i0a4yjIOHHE/s1600-h/n669430226_3267413_106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SFnWxBvyjAI/AAAAAAAABIQ/i0a4yjIOHHE/s320/n669430226_3267413_106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213434181428874242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out....that night pretty much sucked. The music was up and down and weird. I hope that no one would kill me, because I made so much noise bout &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt; and it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; turn out good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SFnWw-duFsI/AAAAAAAABII/CxoLeMkvUTU/s1600-h/n669430226_3267427_4027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SFnWw-duFsI/AAAAAAAABII/CxoLeMkvUTU/s320/n669430226_3267427_4027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213434180547778242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to have fun by drinking and jumping around to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;whATever&lt;/span&gt; beat anyways....might have helped a little. The monkeys, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jue&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Yinyi&lt;/span&gt;, Andrew and William went down to Terrace Bar for some Long Island...and they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; call me! oh well... there were some long island upstairs as well. Dazed was drilling me with the drinks as I had promised him, that if he goes with me, I will drink whatever he asked me to without resisting. So I did.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SFnWxMDmhTI/AAAAAAAABIY/yr4r8SVREBU/s1600-h/n669430226_3267421_2315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SFnWxMDmhTI/AAAAAAAABIY/yr4r8SVREBU/s320/n669430226_3267421_2315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213434184196326706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the smoke inside Loft that night was INSANE! its almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;equivalent&lt;/span&gt; to a mini forest fire! not to mention that the number of people has drastically increased over time. Its so packed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SFnWxPTp41I/AAAAAAAABIg/L7kuTWzBpT8/s1600-h/n669430226_3267423_2864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SFnWxPTp41I/AAAAAAAABIg/L7kuTWzBpT8/s320/n669430226_3267423_2864.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213434185068962642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,every once in awhile, we had to go downstairs to take a breather, rest our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;feet&lt;/span&gt; and all, check out some cars.....models that came out of it...wooosh...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SFnWNL5LmRI/AAAAAAAABHg/xF1f38XGCww/s1600-h/n669430226_3267432_5502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SFnWNL5LmRI/AAAAAAAABHg/xF1f38XGCww/s320/n669430226_3267432_5502.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213433565677328658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt;, there they are. I thought they would have wondered over to Velvet to party, but instead, they were at Loft as well... DANCING ON SOFA TOPS! their table was just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;infront&lt;/span&gt; of ours. You could smack their asses if you wanted to....except, they had bodyguards and bouncers watching over them.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;pfffttt&lt;/span&gt;....and they had champagne! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SFnWNdWjhlI/AAAAAAAABHo/DBx5GORY98k/s1600-h/n669430226_3267441_8291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SFnWNdWjhlI/AAAAAAAABHo/DBx5GORY98k/s320/n669430226_3267441_8291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213433570363934290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this monkey is happily shopping in Bangkok now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SFnWNQtetUI/AAAAAAAABHw/UeJwjL-9r2o/s1600-h/n669430226_3267443_8913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SFnWNQtetUI/AAAAAAAABHw/UeJwjL-9r2o/s320/n669430226_3267443_8913.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213433566970426690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SFnWNvlzT5I/AAAAAAAABH4/7iVCRE06IJI/s1600-h/n669430226_3267449_816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SFnWNvlzT5I/AAAAAAAABH4/7iVCRE06IJI/s320/n669430226_3267449_816.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213433575259721618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah....we had nothing else better to do but to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;camwhore&lt;/span&gt;..... See...its always when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Yinyi&lt;/span&gt; is around that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;camwhore&lt;/span&gt;, no? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt; well, we were kinda bored la... taking pictures seemed like a nice thing to do, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SFnWN62I5DI/AAAAAAAABIA/SDhBYvCPjhA/s1600-h/n669430226_3267451_1469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SFnWN62I5DI/AAAAAAAABIA/SDhBYvCPjhA/s320/n669430226_3267451_1469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213433578281034802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;wooot&lt;/span&gt;, the mandatory group picture.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; not of the people, but of the shoes. Guess which one's mine....? I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; wear my nice new ones to the club...cant risk it being stomped on by others. =) alright now, end of outing update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... for updates on me...its finally the end of the semester, and I'm about to graduate from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Limkokwing&lt;/span&gt; soon. In... about a week to be exact.And, I'm swamped with all these things like renewing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;passport&lt;/span&gt;, updating on the stupid flight schedule that seems to be changing from time to time....PACKING! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;...packing is.... annoying... and all that crap. Cant I just go and...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;abra&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;cadebra&lt;/span&gt; all my things over? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. So lazy to do all the packing shit. Well.. all I can say is that... I'm a wee bit confused right now. I'm all mixed up in the emotions side. Cant really grab a hold on what I'm really feeling. I AM excited to go, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong. I've been waiting for this for 3 years. Its finally time. But, at the same time,I feel like its hard to leave as well. Must be the fear of getting out of my comfort zone. Oh well... its that... "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; about to leave" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; phase &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; it? it'll be over soon enough.Maybe when I'm there and when I'm used to being there then I can be comfortable and maybe even not come home.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;. Just Kidding.. I need the food here. ah well.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; enough for now.... end of update! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-4506284075808545738?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4506284075808545738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=4506284075808545738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4506284075808545738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4506284075808545738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-is-sense-of-things-to-come.html' title='This is a sense of things to come'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SFnWxBvyjAI/AAAAAAAABIQ/i0a4yjIOHHE/s72-c/n669430226_3267413_106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-5441306194161281486</id><published>2008-06-09T06:09:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T14:48:10.009+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>You’re An Open Invitation To A Heartache</title><content type='html'>Walking contradiction? I think I'm in that zone right now. You know the feeling.....when something triggers you to be happy, and yet at the same time, when reality sets in,that very same thing becomes a downer? When your emotions jumps from being able to crack a smile on your face to striking a panic moment? I'm sorta feeling that right now. And all of that is making me all mind fucked.... but the best part is that, I'm doing it to myself. Not anyone else. I know, this is not the first time its happening. I always kill myself with all those thoughts. But this is just strange. Its different. Maybe I feel that its different because I havent had much emotions in the past..... 2 years or so? I havent had to think much about the things that I'm doing or what kind of situation that I got myself into. Maybe I forgot how to handle all of that. Too used to being on auto-pilot, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is to decide whats right and whats wrong for me? There are too many factors and too many variables, I cant do the math. Someone please, light the way for me? I'm ready to get out of the hole now. At least just....guide me to the doors, and the decisions, I will make them myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I must have gotten up from the wrong side of the bed.... been feeling all shITty the whole damn day....Shall go back to that bed and tomorrow, would be a better day. Nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-5441306194161281486?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5441306194161281486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=5441306194161281486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5441306194161281486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5441306194161281486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/06/youre-open-invitation-to-heartache.html' title='You’re An Open Invitation To A Heartache'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-3488633925198611856</id><published>2008-05-27T16:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T16:51:00.923+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clubs'/><title type='text'>TAG! Friday I'm In LOFT!</title><content type='html'>Last Friday was spent at Loft for TAG. It was a last minute unexpected trip, as I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; in the mood for clubbing. But EVERYONE was going, and if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; go, I would have been bored outta my mind. Well.. I guess the company was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDslT8pV_CI/AAAAAAAABHQ/d26UTMnaIc4/s1600-h/n669430226_3079509_6142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204794818984016930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDslT8pV_CI/AAAAAAAABHQ/d26UTMnaIc4/s320/n669430226_3079509_6142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Komodos&lt;/span&gt; and the donation box. We're kind souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDslUMpV_DI/AAAAAAAABHY/Qfzfugxl2No/s1600-h/n669430226_3079522_9879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204794823278984242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDslUMpV_DI/AAAAAAAABHY/Qfzfugxl2No/s320/n669430226_3079522_9879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yinyi&lt;/span&gt; around... we kinda... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;camwhored&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDslEMpV-9I/AAAAAAAABGo/IyPb3W31Zys/s1600-h/n669430226_3079515_7881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204794548401077202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDslEMpV-9I/AAAAAAAABGo/IyPb3W31Zys/s320/n669430226_3079515_7881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDslEMpV--I/AAAAAAAABGw/3Un3ASh7yL8/s1600-h/n669430226_3079527_1429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204794548401077218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDslEMpV--I/AAAAAAAABGw/3Un3ASh7yL8/s320/n669430226_3079527_1429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDslEcpV-_I/AAAAAAAABG4/W4Ax7d52K6U/s1600-h/n669430226_3079529_2937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204794552696044530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDslEcpV-_I/AAAAAAAABG4/W4Ax7d52K6U/s320/n669430226_3079529_2937.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDslEcpV_AI/AAAAAAAABHA/67e4GgkzPbU/s1600-h/n669430226_3079530_3231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204794552696044546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDslEcpV_AI/AAAAAAAABHA/67e4GgkzPbU/s320/n669430226_3079530_3231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mOOOood&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsktMpV-4I/AAAAAAAABGA/nXwubvIwHCE/s1600-h/n669430226_3079551_655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204794153264085890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsktMpV-4I/AAAAAAAABGA/nXwubvIwHCE/s320/n669430226_3079551_655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;licky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;licky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDslEspV_BI/AAAAAAAABHI/dJJCXaKDaRE/s1600-h/n669430226_3079532_3858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204794556991011858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDslEspV_BI/AAAAAAAABHI/dJJCXaKDaRE/s320/n669430226_3079532_3858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsktcpV-5I/AAAAAAAABGI/xqZrQ13Ip5k/s1600-h/n669430226_3079554_1809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204794157559053202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsktcpV-5I/AAAAAAAABGI/xqZrQ13Ip5k/s320/n669430226_3079554_1809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsktcpV-6I/AAAAAAAABGQ/y6OYHMjECSQ/s1600-h/n669430226_3079555_2188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204794157559053218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsktcpV-6I/AAAAAAAABGQ/y6OYHMjECSQ/s320/n669430226_3079555_2188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsktspV-7I/AAAAAAAABGY/Ndp4nBIXEIc/s1600-h/n669430226_3079561_4513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204794161854020530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsktspV-7I/AAAAAAAABGY/Ndp4nBIXEIc/s320/n669430226_3079561_4513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Half way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the night, I caught on the mood. Not giving a shit, I just jumped the night away, and from all the jumping.. u know la.. I got a LITTLE thirsty, and there were no other drinks besides &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;margaritas&lt;/span&gt; and long island......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDskt8pV-8I/AAAAAAAABGg/vgwMJm33KVo/s1600-h/n669430226_3079567_6721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204794166148987842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDskt8pV-8I/AAAAAAAABGg/vgwMJm33KVo/s320/n669430226_3079567_6721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, the last 3 songs of the night were SUPERB! WHAT a closing. I was a happy person =) I hope the other times that I would go to TAG, it would be as good or BETTER than that. 230508, awesome! Thank you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-3488633925198611856?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/3488633925198611856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=3488633925198611856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/3488633925198611856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/3488633925198611856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/05/tag-friday-im-in-loft.html' title='TAG! Friday I&apos;m In LOFT!'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDslT8pV_CI/AAAAAAAABHQ/d26UTMnaIc4/s72-c/n669430226_3079509_6142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-8614694234007821216</id><published>2008-05-27T06:59:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:30:49.755+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drinking'/><title type='text'>Out of The Blue</title><content type='html'>This is wayyyy overdue. But fuckk itttt. So you all have read it all from other blogs, newspapers, online news...whatever. So I aint gonna waste everyone's time, yours and mine included to write up about Freedom at PD. What I can tell you is that, I enjoyed every bit of it, despite certain lil things and... uh... certain hours of my days that I've lost. Maybe you'll understand it later on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferry Corsten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDshHMpV-zI/AAAAAAAABFc/E_dIxILHWlY/s1600-h/n21006300_35993442_9190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204790201894173490" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDshHMpV-zI/AAAAAAAABFc/E_dIxILHWlY/s320/n21006300_35993442_9190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tent that comes with 2 crates of beer and 2 cartons of smokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDshHspV-0I/AAAAAAAABFk/3EcNlJcadkY/s1600-h/n21006300_35993438_8077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204790210484108098" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDshHspV-0I/AAAAAAAABFk/3EcNlJcadkY/s320/n21006300_35993438_8077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su Ann, who came back from Canada for holiday, but didnt even spend one whole full good day with her family, she rushed down to PD to party with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDshHMpV-yI/AAAAAAAABFU/N16v6vPPrBU/s1600-h/n669430226_2977287_4335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204790201894173474" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDshHMpV-yI/AAAAAAAABFU/N16v6vPPrBU/s320/n669430226_2977287_4335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that was my first outdoor event with these 2 monkeys....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDshH8pV-1I/AAAAAAAABFs/1zbNvTTRkrw/s1600-h/n669430226_2977311_1511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204790214779075410" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDshH8pV-1I/AAAAAAAABFs/1zbNvTTRkrw/s320/n669430226_2977311_1511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our.... looking SHARP picture to prove that....cameras CAN lie.....sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDshIMpV-2I/AAAAAAAABF0/qusswCkWX-g/s1600-h/n585512986_511502_7866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204790219074042722" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDshIMpV-2I/AAAAAAAABF0/qusswCkWX-g/s320/n585512986_511502_7866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............this really is not what it really seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgqspV-tI/AAAAAAAABEs/ueHrWiCe_-c/s1600-h/n585512986_511486_3046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204789712267901650" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgqspV-tI/AAAAAAAABEs/ueHrWiCe_-c/s320/n585512986_511486_3046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgq8pV-uI/AAAAAAAABE0/6hu4cRSP8CE/s1600-h/n21006300_35993454_2644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204789716562868962" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgq8pV-uI/AAAAAAAABE0/6hu4cRSP8CE/s320/n21006300_35993454_2644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgq8pV-vI/AAAAAAAABE8/zWSPvJKoe-w/s1600-h/n21006300_35993460_4415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204789716562868978" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgq8pV-vI/AAAAAAAABE8/zWSPvJKoe-w/s320/n21006300_35993460_4415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE MORNING AFTER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgrMpV-wI/AAAAAAAABFE/qAOxsXM-lEw/s1600-h/n21006300_35993462_1109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204789720857836290" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgrMpV-wI/AAAAAAAABFE/qAOxsXM-lEw/s320/n21006300_35993462_1109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the morning after.....I dont look quite as normal, do I? A little color-less I must say.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosmic Gate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgrcpV-xI/AAAAAAAABFM/8qHDVv1ZU6g/s1600-h/n21006300_35993708_758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204789725152803602" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgrcpV-xI/AAAAAAAABFM/8qHDVv1ZU6g/s320/n21006300_35993708_758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dahling loves me... I know.But she loved the Heineken more that night. &gt;.&lt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgPMpV-oI/AAAAAAAABEE/KHwiM-CTVLE/s1600-h/n21006300_35994159_6069.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204789239821499010" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgPMpV-oI/AAAAAAAABEE/KHwiM-CTVLE/s320/n21006300_35994159_6069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgPcpV-pI/AAAAAAAABEM/fShmJkjmZDA/s1600-h/n514119290_415662_6378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204789244116466322" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgPcpV-pI/AAAAAAAABEM/fShmJkjmZDA/s320/n514119290_415662_6378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgPcpV-qI/AAAAAAAABEU/gGU-drXH2iI/s1600-h/n21006300_35993698_7593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204789244116466338" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgPcpV-qI/AAAAAAAABEU/gGU-drXH2iI/s320/n21006300_35993698_7593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgP8pV-rI/AAAAAAAABEc/ykIBdYsyoqs/s1600-h/n585512986_511671_7248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204789252706400946" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgP8pV-rI/AAAAAAAABEc/ykIBdYsyoqs/s320/n585512986_511671_7248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgQcpV-sI/AAAAAAAABEk/MVp0kkKrF2E/s1600-h/n585512986_511689_2747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204789261296335554" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDsgQcpV-sI/AAAAAAAABEk/MVp0kkKrF2E/s320/n585512986_511689_2747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The after party at our penthouse, didnt work out for me on both nights as I was wayyy too drained out.... The party itself was a real work out! Good times, good times, Good company. Thank you all.... who made it happen... Thank you to those.... who were there on the first night. I owe you guys. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-8614694234007821216?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8614694234007821216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=8614694234007821216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/8614694234007821216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/8614694234007821216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/05/out-of-blue.html' title='Out of The Blue'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDshHMpV-zI/AAAAAAAABFc/E_dIxILHWlY/s72-c/n21006300_35993442_9190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-8196989532442284904</id><published>2008-05-25T17:03:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T17:14:29.421+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'>Anjunabeats 100!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDkPlcpV-nI/AAAAAAAABD8/KrkgtGcY8o8/s1600-h/1204847049_above-beyond-anjunabeats-100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204207980422494834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDkPlcpV-nI/AAAAAAAABD8/KrkgtGcY8o8/s320/1204847049_above-beyond-anjunabeats-100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now a proud owner of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anjunabeats&lt;/span&gt; 100 album! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;woot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;woot&lt;/span&gt;! Thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jee&lt;/span&gt; Hoe, who help me got it from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HMV&lt;/span&gt; Singapore! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;oooh&lt;/span&gt; love~~ And also the GOOD news for ME, is that Above &amp;amp; Beyond would not be coming to Malaysia on the 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of November for Global Gathering anymore, INSTEAD~~~ It might be in Singapore, for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ZOUKOUT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;BAYBEH&lt;/span&gt;~~!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ZOUKOUT&lt;/span&gt;!!!! *takes deep breath* calm down calm down. There &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hasnt&lt;/span&gt; been any official news just yet. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; hope TOO much. But I'm excited just listening to the rumours! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;haahha&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;alrights&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; all for now. Just had to mention that I have the album now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;. Over and out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-8196989532442284904?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8196989532442284904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=8196989532442284904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/8196989532442284904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/8196989532442284904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/05/anjunabeats-100.html' title='Anjunabeats 100!'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDkPlcpV-nI/AAAAAAAABD8/KrkgtGcY8o8/s72-c/1204847049_above-beyond-anjunabeats-100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-7869065215409267925</id><published>2008-05-23T17:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T17:26:00.862+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Red In Russia</title><content type='html'>This is a season for doubles. Its been 9 years since the treble. Nevermind that we lost the FA cup. We did the best that we could.. and we got the best out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDVRrMpV-kI/AAAAAAAABDk/O-LxYVoxScE/s1600-h/lushniki-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203154747067333186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDVRrMpV-kI/AAAAAAAABDk/O-LxYVoxScE/s320/lushniki-500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDVRqcpV-hI/AAAAAAAABDM/6UKGOXq51To/s1600-h/81195363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203154734182431250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDVRqcpV-hI/AAAAAAAABDM/6UKGOXq51To/s320/81195363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203154747067333202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDVRrMpV-lI/AAAAAAAABDs/CZwMMWLi5vU/s320/terry-500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDVRq8pV-jI/AAAAAAAABDc/P-DiHkbWAiw/s1600-h/81190756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203154742772365874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDVRq8pV-jI/AAAAAAAABDc/P-DiHkbWAiw/s320/81190756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDVRq8pV-iI/AAAAAAAABDU/DEaMrx6w1vA/s1600-h/81194809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203154742772365858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDVRq8pV-iI/AAAAAAAABDU/DEaMrx6w1vA/s320/81194809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDVT-MpV-mI/AAAAAAAABD0/a_N1HaHrmP8/s1600-h/united-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203157272508103266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDVT-MpV-mI/AAAAAAAABD0/a_N1HaHrmP8/s320/united-500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are no words to describe the kind of emotion that was running throught us Manchester fans that night. I myself, was constantly on the verge of pulling out my hair all the way, until the last penalty save by Van Der Sar. Nothing else was better than that. But we were all mostly speechless. Oh the joy, the glory! Red Devils....will always run in my blood. Thank you, to all the heavenly forces up there. Thanks for the penalty in the EPL and thanks for the slip up, during the penalty shoot out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-7869065215409267925?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7869065215409267925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=7869065215409267925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/7869065215409267925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/7869065215409267925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/05/red-in-russia.html' title='Red In Russia'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SDVRrMpV-kI/AAAAAAAABDk/O-LxYVoxScE/s72-c/lushniki-500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-1109574679316519308</id><published>2008-05-15T07:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T07:33:30.186+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Championnneeeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>Its finally the end of the season... and guess WHATTT?!?!?! hahaha okok needless to say, Manchester United are the CHAMPIONS AGAIN! I knew they would have defended their title well. Its been a good season overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCrlOmMis3I/AAAAAAAABC0/Og7_329RWBA/s1600-h/GiggsG0511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200220758686741362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCrlOmMis3I/AAAAAAAABC0/Og7_329RWBA/s320/GiggsG0511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCrlPGMis4I/AAAAAAAABC8/PLaR26RUznk/s1600-h/FergieG0511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200220767276675970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCrlPGMis4I/AAAAAAAABC8/PLaR26RUznk/s320/FergieG0511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCrlPWMis5I/AAAAAAAABDE/-jpqjKUAKJs/s1600-h/CRonG0511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200220771571643282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCrlPWMis5I/AAAAAAAABDE/-jpqjKUAKJs/s320/CRonG0511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been over 11 years.... I've never been more proud to be a Man Utd fan. Woot woot~~! Anyways... Its also been a hectic weekend. Coming back from PD and straight for mother's day dinner and straight to the Man Utd game... I've got alot to update... but.. nows not the time. so this shall be all =) aaaaddddioooss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-1109574679316519308?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1109574679316519308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=1109574679316519308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1109574679316519308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1109574679316519308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/05/championnneeeeeeeee.html' title='Championnneeeeeeeee'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCrlOmMis3I/AAAAAAAABC0/Og7_329RWBA/s72-c/GiggsG0511.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-2505556960417648254</id><published>2008-05-06T18:52:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T18:53:12.686+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Komodo Bbq!</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Komodo&lt;/span&gt; Ninja had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;barbecue&lt;/span&gt; session at one of the member's house in Shah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Alam&lt;/span&gt;. It was also to celebrate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;anoThEr&lt;/span&gt; member's birthday. Happy Birthday again &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nangsat&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SB_7n_wm27I/AAAAAAAABBk/qU8I-tg82mQ/s1600-h/IMG_4409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197149159557618610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SB_7n_wm27I/AAAAAAAABBk/qU8I-tg82mQ/s320/IMG_4409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; much food, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; kidding you, can feed the whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kampung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCAAY_wm2_I/AAAAAAAABCE/tCncQk6Vh2M/s1600-h/IMG_4459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197154399417719794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCAAY_wm2_I/AAAAAAAABCE/tCncQk6Vh2M/s320/IMG_4459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They started the fire around 5.30pm and it only stopped at bout 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; am. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; almost 12 hours of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCAAZPwm3AI/AAAAAAAABCM/88KmmWs5cUQ/s1600-h/IMG_4458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197154403712687106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCAAZPwm3AI/AAAAAAAABCM/88KmmWs5cUQ/s320/IMG_4458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part..... the food &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; even finish. There were like... bout 50 people there that night. The only thing that kept running out was the beers. We finished 7crates, if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not mistaken. MADNESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SB_7m_wm25I/AAAAAAAABBU/OJkR9Q5PqBU/s1600-h/IMG_4425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197149142377749394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SB_7m_wm25I/AAAAAAAABBU/OJkR9Q5PqBU/s320/IMG_4425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; actually a pretty ugly picture of the 3 of us.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone there pretty much just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;layan&lt;/span&gt; themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCAAX_wm28I/AAAAAAAABBs/KoLfDLasxXI/s1600-h/IMG_4556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197154382237850562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCAAX_wm28I/AAAAAAAABBs/KoLfDLasxXI/s320/IMG_4556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilling outside the house. Some were skateboarding,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SB_7mfwm24I/AAAAAAAABBM/HdY3w2s4Px8/s1600-h/IMG_4454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197149133787814786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SB_7mfwm24I/AAAAAAAABBM/HdY3w2s4Px8/s320/IMG_4454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some had a ride on the scooter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SB_7nfwm26I/AAAAAAAABBc/5wIZpZbCzUc/s1600-h/IMG_4422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197149150967684002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SB_7nfwm26I/AAAAAAAABBc/5wIZpZbCzUc/s320/IMG_4422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some played ping pong. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; me there! Against Eugene and the 2 ladies in black are my cheerleaders.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCAAYPwm29I/AAAAAAAABB0/MGUH5OMYDQ4/s1600-h/IMG_4520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197154386532817874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCAAYPwm29I/AAAAAAAABB0/MGUH5OMYDQ4/s320/IMG_4520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heat from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt; pit was too hot for me, I decided to sit across at a neighbour's house to feel some fresh air. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; me.... being really "healthy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCAEmvwm3EI/AAAAAAAABCs/aN0FCBKNRgc/s1600-h/IMG_4566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197159033687432258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCAEmvwm3EI/AAAAAAAABCs/aN0FCBKNRgc/s320/IMG_4566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of camera's around that night. MOSTLY were canon! yup yup. All in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCAAYfwm2-I/AAAAAAAABB8/AiFsAqo_vTQ/s1600-h/IMG_4469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197154390827785186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCAAYfwm2-I/AAAAAAAABB8/AiFsAqo_vTQ/s320/IMG_4469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... and MORE pong.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; Andrew or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;freakass&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Nangsat&lt;/span&gt;. That was a game of lefty versus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;righty&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the night just went on that way.... cook, eat, sit, drink, walk around, pong,skate, scooter, talk cock, pong again, eat, drink, walk around.... u know the drill. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;LAter&lt;/span&gt; on, when people started leaving, we proceed into the house as the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;aircond&lt;/span&gt; was on, tried to finish up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;spaghetti&lt;/span&gt; sauce and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Sityin&lt;/span&gt; suggested that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;camwhore&lt;/span&gt; using my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;DLSR&lt;/span&gt;! I thought it was a crazy idea. My camera is freaking heavy k.... and I was so afraid that it will drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCAEmPwm3DI/AAAAAAAABCk/ylgG5DEejzI/s1600-h/IMG_4607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197159025097497650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCAEmPwm3DI/AAAAAAAABCk/ylgG5DEejzI/s320/IMG_4607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out... it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; TOO Bad! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;hahahaah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;altho&lt;/span&gt; I need to work on my facial expression... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; I was concentrating too much on holding up the camera, my face chow tut. This picture above, was the best result so far. The rest... cannot make it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCAElvwm3BI/AAAAAAAABCU/UrudY-kAQwo/s1600-h/IMG_4622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197159016507563026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCAElvwm3BI/AAAAAAAABCU/UrudY-kAQwo/s320/IMG_4622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the usual, I'm always the one getting bullied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCAEl_wm3CI/AAAAAAAABCc/1tiSs9tptvY/s1600-h/IMG_4612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197159020802530338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SCAEl_wm3CI/AAAAAAAABCc/1tiSs9tptvY/s320/IMG_4612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;THATS&lt;/span&gt; ME REFUSING a drink. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;... I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; want it. But it sure looks as if I had both my hands on the can. But Its not.... look closely... One's trying to feed me and one's trying to move it away. I'm innocent. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;ehheeh&lt;/span&gt;. This is proof k... that I can refuse drinks.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.... But maybe I should have had more.. because by the end of the night, I had a massive headache. If I had more.. it probably &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; have hurt. But oh well, it was quite a massive party and it was good. Even for me who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; know half the people there. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Komodos&lt;/span&gt;, you rock!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-2505556960417648254?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2505556960417648254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=2505556960417648254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2505556960417648254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2505556960417648254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/05/komodo-bbq.html' title='Komodo Bbq!'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SB_7n_wm27I/AAAAAAAABBk/qU8I-tg82mQ/s72-c/IMG_4409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-6258764740355158594</id><published>2008-05-03T07:27:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T12:59:22.255+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'>The Sweeping Insensitivity of This, Still Life</title><content type='html'>I'm in the mood for lyrics..... so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's nowhere else to run&lt;br /&gt;Is there room for one more son&lt;br /&gt;One more son&lt;br /&gt;If you can hold on&lt;br /&gt;If you can hold on, hold on&lt;br /&gt;I wanna stand up, I wanna let go&lt;br /&gt;You know, you know - no you don't, you don't&lt;br /&gt;I wanna shine on in the hearts of men&lt;br /&gt;I wanna mean it from the back of my broken hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another head aches, another heart breaks&lt;br /&gt;I am so much older than I can take&lt;br /&gt;And my affection, well it comes and goes&lt;br /&gt;I need direction to perfection, no no no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie awake in bed at night&lt;br /&gt;And think about your life&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to be different?&lt;br /&gt;Try to let go of the truth&lt;br /&gt;The battles of your youth&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this is just a game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful lie&lt;br /&gt;It's the perfect denial&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful lie to believe in&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful, beautiful it makes me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to forget about the past&lt;br /&gt;To wash away what happened last&lt;br /&gt;Hide behind an empty face&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask too much, just say&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this is just a game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's looking at me&lt;br /&gt;I'm running around in circles, baby&lt;br /&gt;A quiet desperation's building higher&lt;br /&gt;I've got to remember this is just a game&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful, beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing it one last time for you&lt;br /&gt;Then we really have to go&lt;br /&gt;You've been the only thing that's right&lt;br /&gt;In all I've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can barely look at you&lt;br /&gt;But every single time I do&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll make it anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Away from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, I shall go to bed and hope that tomorrow, would be a better day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-6258764740355158594?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6258764740355158594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=6258764740355158594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6258764740355158594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6258764740355158594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/05/sweeping-insensitivity-of-this-still.html' title='The Sweeping Insensitivity of This, Still Life'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-4197721935049953016</id><published>2008-05-01T07:46:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T17:33:52.961+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>In The Wars</title><content type='html'>So this is it. It is down to Manchester United against Chelsea for the Champions League cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SBjp__wm21I/AAAAAAAABA0/qUZa5Vsjj7Y/s1600-h/Paul_Scholes1_832424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195159455828204370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SBjp__wm21I/AAAAAAAABA0/qUZa5Vsjj7Y/s320/Paul_Scholes1_832424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SBjqAvwm23I/AAAAAAAABBE/IqKXT44HAFg/s1600-h/Gpaulscholesgoal_e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195159468713106290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SBjqAvwm23I/AAAAAAAABBE/IqKXT44HAFg/s320/Gpaulscholesgoal_e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got the news that Chelsea beat Liverpool with 4-3 aggregate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SBjqAfwm22I/AAAAAAAABA8/q8pkEUtr9AI/s1600-h/lamapapprp_get412222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195159464418138978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SBjqAfwm22I/AAAAAAAABA8/q8pkEUtr9AI/s320/lamapapprp_get412222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you at Moscow, blues. I wished I was there at the stadium when Manchester Won yesterday. The atmosphere was MAD, fans holding up red and white cards that made up the word "BELIEVE" and "68" "99" the 2 years that Manchester won the UEFA cup. WE CAN DO IT AGAIN!!! CMON DEVILS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-4197721935049953016?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4197721935049953016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=4197721935049953016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4197721935049953016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4197721935049953016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-wars.html' title='In The Wars'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SBjp__wm21I/AAAAAAAABA0/qUZa5Vsjj7Y/s72-c/Paul_Scholes1_832424.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-8752605803131039078</id><published>2008-04-21T02:43:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T03:26:05.630+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><title type='text'>I Wouldnt Change A Thing Now That You're Here</title><content type='html'>Recently, I have been hanging out with this bunch of people who are crazy about shoes. They're called &lt;a href="http://komodoninja.blogspot.com/"&gt;Komodo Ninjas&lt;/a&gt;, if you've never heard of them, well you might be able to catch them on TV as they just did a short 5 mins thingy about their crazy collection. Anyways, my point here is that, they have managed to poison my mind, [Racun as they call it] to buy shoes. And that was what I did. I bought 2 shoes from Showroom at Times Square. I havent got the picture here with me, its in my camera...and my camera is not with me. ANyways.... the problem now here is that...I'm still not satisfied yet, and its only been over a week after I bought those 2 pairs of shoes. Now i'm still targeting this other shoe, and I am so frustrated because I'm SO CLOSE to getting it but yet it still sits far away from being MINE. 1 size, separates us. I'm a size 7 and the only size left in the shop is a size 8!!!! ARGhhh!!!! Please someone, anyone who has connections with sHOes people, help me out here! I'm suffering, omg... its too painful to look at it. I really want to take it home, Was SO desperate, I was about to take that only pair left home, but its just too big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SAt00i3NT4I/AAAAAAAABAs/TKS93PyC46o/s1600-h/315180-311_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191371441535012738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SAt00i3NT4I/AAAAAAAABAs/TKS93PyC46o/s320/315180-311_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my darling... I promise I'll look real hard for you, I will not rest until I take you home with me or until I get a reasonable answer for sure. Ok la, I think I've gone abit nuts. Sigh....STOP RACUN-ING ME KOMODOS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-8752605803131039078?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8752605803131039078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=8752605803131039078&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/8752605803131039078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/8752605803131039078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-wouldnt-change-thing-now-that-youre.html' title='I Wouldnt Change A Thing Now That You&apos;re Here'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SAt00i3NT4I/AAAAAAAABAs/TKS93PyC46o/s72-c/315180-311_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-662634225462764900</id><published>2008-04-15T07:15:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T15:18:37.037+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Its A Small Crime, And I've Got No Excuse</title><content type='html'>If you're a person that is half blind, walking around aimlessly in a big city by yourself, then someone comes along and offers to guide you, would you take the offer? Take the offer of a seemingly kind gesture in this world full of deceit?Would you have anything to lose? Do you think that person is sincere, do you think they're out to play a prank on you? Would you dare to risk it all, for a slight hope of a new direction? What if.....?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-662634225462764900?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/662634225462764900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=662634225462764900&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/662634225462764900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/662634225462764900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-small-crime-and-ive-got-no-excuse.html' title='Its A Small Crime, And I&apos;ve Got No Excuse'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-671581960805673490</id><published>2008-04-09T05:12:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T05:22:59.827+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>My Memory Is All Around</title><content type='html'>8th April 2008. Everyone had to choose this date to do their thing. Its a day of mixed emotions for me. Why? k... no 1, Andrew was cremated that morning. no2, my mum's birthday. no3, Afiq is leaving for Ireland, and I have no freaking idea when he will be coming back. I seriously hope, its not 4 years later like he said. Sad, happy, Sad.... seriously.... some mind fuckin day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 3am now and I cant cant sleep, but I'm not awake either. Need to finish up my assignment, which is due later in the afternoon. 6000 words proposal, and my brain is not moving. Been looking blankly at the word document since 12ish a.m and now i only have....950words. Wehhhh... I'm fucked. Sigh... ok, I'm talking nonsense now btw. Need to stimulate my brain abit. Doesnt seem to be working yet. Maybe i'll go on talking more shit for awhile.... let see..... peppermint lamb was good. I didnt finish it. Now i'm half hanging, not too sure if i'm hungry or not. Maybe i'm just greedy. I asked William if he thinks that I'm hungry. He said he's not connected to my stomach. He's coughing alot, which I thought had interrupted my wireless connection with my stomach. That was random.....and I'm still blank. Not the best time to be thinking about mARketing fucking strategy.... &amp;amp;#^!$!!#@#. Ok, sorry to whoever that reads this. I might have just wasted say....5 minutes of your life. 10 is you're a slow reader. 2 if you're a pretty fast reader. hahaha. ok... byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-671581960805673490?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/671581960805673490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=671581960805673490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/671581960805673490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/671581960805673490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-memory-is-all-around.html' title='My Memory Is All Around'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-3763784972686789786</id><published>2008-04-08T16:10:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T16:15:08.246+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial'/><title type='text'>Move Along Now</title><content type='html'>I just saw you for the last time today. Its kinda hard to believe that you're no longer here. Its like something that doesnt fit. Its weird...strange. It was heart wrenching to watch your boys cry. I wished I knew you better. Oh well....guess this is goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye mini-me... although you're not mini anymore. I'll remember you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-3763784972686789786?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/3763784972686789786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=3763784972686789786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/3763784972686789786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/3763784972686789786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/04/move-along-now.html' title='Move Along Now'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-8066647549362942217</id><published>2008-04-07T16:38:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T16:57:20.698+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial'/><title type='text'>Broken Lights On The Freeway</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to go see you last tuesday. I waited for friends, because I felt weird going to the hospital by myself. Tuesday didnt happen, I waited for Wednesday. Nothing still. It went on until. Saturday. I was worried that I dont have the time. That I needed to go before it was too late. Its not being negative. I just felt the need to. But Saturday came, and I waited again. Some tells me that visitors were not allowed in after 10pm. It was 9 plus. I figured, it was too late. I said "nevermind, tomorrow I'll definitely go".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning I got a message. You have left us. I bite my own tongue, preventing myself from cursing. I knew I shouldnt have waited. I SHOULDNT have waited. But all that regret is a little too late now. Being at your house was awkward. I cant really explain why. Your friends made a video in memory of you, it was a great video of all the pictures you've taken with them. Simple, yet it means so much. You have great friends. The pastor said, good people leave early. And I guess, in that sense, I would really agree with him. You're a good kid. Rest in peace now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In memory of Andrew Yap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18/12/1988 - 6/4/2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-8066647549362942217?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8066647549362942217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=8066647549362942217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/8066647549362942217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/8066647549362942217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/04/broken-lights-on-freeway.html' title='Broken Lights On The Freeway'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-6798756257762771567</id><published>2008-03-20T19:20:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T19:34:58.239+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Hey Baby!</title><content type='html'>This is my four hundred and fourty forth post. haha. 444. This number haunts me, coz it follows me everywhere. Especially when I'm driving. Be it night or day, most of the time when I look at the clock, it is 4.44. So lets ignore all the superstitious bullcrap and make this a happy one. FOr those who didnt get this forwarded mail from me... or some other people, well, this is for you then. For me, I just wanna post this here coz its just too funny to remain in the mailbox.hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-If4FDS_rI/AAAAAAAABAU/i8qwk2vWxnU/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-If4FDS_rI/AAAAAAAABAU/i8qwk2vWxnU/s320/18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179737569718632114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-If4FDS_sI/AAAAAAAABAc/ROhtJLM6tYY/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-If4FDS_sI/AAAAAAAABAc/ROhtJLM6tYY/s320/24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179737569718632130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-If4VDS_tI/AAAAAAAABAk/qeFOWLfb9ns/s1600-h/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-If4VDS_tI/AAAAAAAABAk/qeFOWLfb9ns/s320/23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179737574013599442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-IfF1DS_jI/AAAAAAAAA_U/Z7bfXPYZmi0/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-IfF1DS_jI/AAAAAAAAA_U/Z7bfXPYZmi0/s320/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179736706430205490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-IfF1DS_kI/AAAAAAAAA_c/ELPFw9n545M/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-IfF1DS_kI/AAAAAAAAA_c/ELPFw9n545M/s320/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179736706430205506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-IfGFDS_lI/AAAAAAAAA_k/aQsvn4hV0y4/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-IfGFDS_lI/AAAAAAAAA_k/aQsvn4hV0y4/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179736710725172818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-IfGFDS_mI/AAAAAAAAA_s/JlKKK2k_2h4/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-IfGFDS_mI/AAAAAAAAA_s/JlKKK2k_2h4/s320/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179736710725172834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-IfGVDS_nI/AAAAAAAAA_0/4dfeltM0pRc/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-IfGVDS_nI/AAAAAAAAA_0/4dfeltM0pRc/s320/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179736715020140146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-Ier1DS_eI/AAAAAAAAA-s/SkCb5VFZATU/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-Ier1DS_eI/AAAAAAAAA-s/SkCb5VFZATU/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179736259753606626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-IesVDS_fI/AAAAAAAAA-0/h3I9KYroAJw/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-IesVDS_fI/AAAAAAAAA-0/h3I9KYroAJw/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179736268343541234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-IeslDS_gI/AAAAAAAAA-8/tGj_wTgR7Ts/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-IeslDS_gI/AAAAAAAAA-8/tGj_wTgR7Ts/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179736272638508546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-IeslDS_hI/AAAAAAAAA_E/J8ob6LY0q1s/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-IeslDS_hI/AAAAAAAAA_E/J8ob6LY0q1s/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179736272638508562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-IetFDS_iI/AAAAAAAAA_M/qtGY5TuM0Zc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-IetFDS_iI/AAAAAAAAA_M/qtGY5TuM0Zc/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179736281228443170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhahahAH. ok. I hope you liked that. I really wonder where they get the idea for that. Maybe some stupid idiots really did things like that. hahaha. ok. Have fun. I'm outta here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-6798756257762771567?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6798756257762771567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=6798756257762771567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6798756257762771567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6798756257762771567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-baby.html' title='Hey Baby!'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R-If4FDS_rI/AAAAAAAABAU/i8qwk2vWxnU/s72-c/18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-6820274927676121393</id><published>2008-03-17T06:39:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:56:33.394+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Only Your Desire To Set Me Free</title><content type='html'>Got caught up in my own thoughts today. I think the whole storyline for my video has gotten into me again. Everything I thought about in the recent few days was about choices and consequences. Choices determines your destiny and it is what makes a person who they are today. Some choices does not solely affects the person who made the decision but affects others around them as well. It could change someone’s lives, hurt people or help people. Those are the things that are applicable in this life. In this life that we are all living in, the life that we can remember. As a Buddhist, We, I believe in karma and reincarnation. So, I cant help but wonder what have I done so bad in the past lives that lead up to where I am today, in this life, in this body. And with that, I also cant help but think about how irrelevant it is to be punished in your next life or in this life, when you dont know what you have done wrong. Because if I dont know my mistakes, I cant fix them, I cant be sorry for it. SO why..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a journey and choices at crossroads are maps. But why am I here? Have you ever felt the NEED to break free, desperately searching for ways to get out, but in the end, all you have is the ability to look at yourself, throw your own life out the window? Somethings cant be solved by just saying that you WANT to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-6820274927676121393?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6820274927676121393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=6820274927676121393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6820274927676121393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6820274927676121393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/03/only-your-desire-to-set-me-free.html' title='Only Your Desire To Set Me Free'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-548146076665274622</id><published>2008-03-16T21:14:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:57:25.238+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Funnies</title><content type='html'>something to entertain yourselves, while reading this boring blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T7vZFpmrwTQ&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T7vZFpmrwTQ&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0K5Md4xakb4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0K5Md4xakb4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ygw6q7Y-ly4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ygw6q7Y-ly4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A5U5DPKfFRE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A5U5DPKfFRE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok...thats all for now... or you'll get bored of the videos as well.hehe. Thai ppl are funny huh..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-548146076665274622?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/548146076665274622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=548146076665274622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/548146076665274622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/548146076665274622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/03/funnies.html' title='Funnies'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-3582031419050692169</id><published>2008-03-13T22:40:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T02:32:41.856+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Freedom Fest!</title><content type='html'>Its finally out! The 2 days event that we all know nothing off except that it is happening in May at PD is finally out. Its called, 2 days of freedom. Heineken event. Good beer at the event. Nice. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R9kTEdfsUKI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/S3RGe_h5lK4/s1600-h/tiesto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R9kTEdfsUKI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/S3RGe_h5lK4/s320/tiesto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177190213997056162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hear the beats thumping? No? Strain your ears because the beats are coming closer! The anticipated 02 Days of Freedom will take place on 9 and 10 May at Admiral Marina, Port Dickson. DJs that need no introduction - Tiësto, Ferry Corsten and Cosmic Gate are slated to headline the festival. With two outdoor arenas, an onsite shopping village featuring bars, cafes and stalls, it’s one beach party where you can kick back and relax to some electronic dance music, or paint the beach red with some all-night dancing. If you want to win some VIP passes, visit www.heineken.com.my [1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tickets RM88 (presale, one day pass) RM153 (presale, two day pass). RM113 (door sale, one day pass) and available at Axcess outlets at Axcess Box Office 1 Utama, Rock Corner Midvalley, Axcess Office at Jalan Semangat and Tower Records, KLCC. For more info, call 03- 7711 5000 or visit www.axcess.com.my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets go? Meet you there? It is not as bad as I thought it would be. The price, I mean. Rm150 for both days. Lets just hope that we will be able to get some help...somewhere. *crosses fingers tight!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-3582031419050692169?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/3582031419050692169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=3582031419050692169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/3582031419050692169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/3582031419050692169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/03/freedom-fest.html' title='Freedom Fest!'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R9kTEdfsUKI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/S3RGe_h5lK4/s72-c/tiesto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-2754232422137731605</id><published>2008-02-29T03:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T03:31:08.933+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Light up, light up,as if you have a choice</title><content type='html'>Btw, I forgot to mention that college has started. Now its time to go back to busy mode. Well, I'm in the final sem of my Advance Dip. now, thankfully. Which also means that I got through the previous semester. I also need to add that I got a DISTINCTION! haha! How bout that? Its just one subject... but still!! Its a big change for me. Couldnt wait to spread the love to my parents. Now I've got the green light for a new jersey. woo hoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways....the holiday was a tad bit too long and now I can really feel that my brain has rusted and all. Thinking of ideas wasnt as easy and smooth as it used to be. Gotta start watching all them videos now. Any good sites to recommend? I need ideas. Well.. it wont be long now,time flies by real quick when you're busy. And this semester, I figure I'm gonna be REALLY busy. Very big major project, which is my video and the graduation show, which is part of our module. After that....Melbourne, HERE I COME~~~WAIT FOR ME!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-2754232422137731605?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2754232422137731605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=2754232422137731605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2754232422137731605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2754232422137731605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/02/light-up-light-upas-if-you-have-choice.html' title='Light up, light up,as if you have a choice'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-1543856104751875983</id><published>2008-02-27T04:16:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T04:37:05.351+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Local Heroes</title><content type='html'>Check this out... some people are just really funny. Good on them! Good for me too, can have a good laugh.. cheap thrill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YnBPBFtc310&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YnBPBFtc310&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-1543856104751875983?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1543856104751875983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=1543856104751875983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1543856104751875983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1543856104751875983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/02/local-heroes.html' title='Local Heroes'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-5672633292068541195</id><published>2008-02-23T17:31:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T17:03:49.899+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Being Grown Up, Isnt Half As Fun As Growing Up</title><content type='html'>Its been MONTHS since I last went to Maison. I was without any plans for Thursday night. All I knew was that I was going to hang out with my 2 buddies, Iylia and Afiq because when the clock hits 12, its Iylia's bday. Somehow, William managed to get guestlists from Edric and so...just like that, Maison it is! Man its so different there already. The people have all completely changed, even the patrons are so different. Oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R75u4dJEo8I/AAAAAAAAA9o/0sdtbMc5yto/s1600-h/DSC00821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R75u4dJEo8I/AAAAAAAAA9o/0sdtbMc5yto/s320/DSC00821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169691338442318786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mr. Birthday boy... whom I made down a jug of long island before the real bashing begins. I'm sure he was still very happy holding that bottle and all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R75u49JEo9I/AAAAAAAAA9w/7ogvozAm-yY/s1600-h/DSC00820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R75u49JEo9I/AAAAAAAAA9w/7ogvozAm-yY/s320/DSC00820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169691347032253394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 prosperities. We both, grew together...with that I meant in size...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R75u5dJEo-I/AAAAAAAAA94/b5Gtu3POl4A/s1600-h/DSC00830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R75u5dJEo-I/AAAAAAAAA94/b5Gtu3POl4A/s320/DSC00830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169691355622188002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets play, spot the difference. Whats the difference between the pictures above and the pictures below? There is only ONE answer to this question, and its pretty easy if you look closely.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R75u59JEo_I/AAAAAAAAA-A/gOANSazv2Lg/s1600-h/DSC00824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R75u59JEo_I/AAAAAAAAA-A/gOANSazv2Lg/s320/DSC00824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169691364212122610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry...excuse the huge ass hole in my face. I'm too busy being grossed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R75u6NJEpAI/AAAAAAAAA-I/gsY_WBRP50I/s1600-h/DSC00827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R75u6NJEpAI/AAAAAAAAA-I/gsY_WBRP50I/s320/DSC00827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169691368507089922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There... have you figured out the difference yet? Give up? okay let me tell you..... Its the EYES! can you see how freaking small his eyes are at the end..? ahhaha dRunkard. You probably hate long island now too huh? Join the gang. woo. Happy Birthday again man. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss hanging out with you guys la... those times back in the days, those were real fun, when we had nothing much to worry about. When people were still around. All the stupid things we did for fun. Matchbook Romance's Tiger Lily.haha. I dont want to grow up! I hope we all never drift apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drive tonight,&lt;br /&gt;And you are by my side.&lt;br /&gt;We're talking about our lives,&lt;br /&gt;Like we've known each other forever.&lt;br /&gt;The time flies by,&lt;br /&gt;With the sound of your voice.&lt;br /&gt;Its close to paradise,&lt;br /&gt;With the end surely near.&lt;br /&gt;If I could only stop the car&lt;br /&gt;And hold onto you,&lt;br /&gt;And never let go...&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let go.&lt;br /&gt;As we round the corner&lt;br /&gt;To your house&lt;br /&gt;You turned to me and said,&lt;br /&gt;'i'll be going through withdrawl of you for this one night we have spent.'&lt;br /&gt;And, I want to speak these words&lt;br /&gt;But I guess i'll just bite my tongue,&lt;br /&gt;And accept 'someday, somehow'&lt;br /&gt;As the words that we'll hang from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i... don't want to speak these words.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i, don't want to make things anyworse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does tonite, have to end?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we hit restart,&lt;br /&gt;And pause it at our favorite parts.&lt;br /&gt;We'll skip the goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;If I had it my way,&lt;br /&gt;I'd turn the car around and runaway,&lt;br /&gt;Just you and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i... don't want to speak these words.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i, don't want to make things anyworse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matchbook Romance - Tiger Lily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-5672633292068541195?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5672633292068541195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=5672633292068541195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5672633292068541195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5672633292068541195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/02/being-grown-up-isnt-half-as-fun-as.html' title='Being Grown Up, Isnt Half As Fun As Growing Up'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R75u4dJEo8I/AAAAAAAAA9o/0sdtbMc5yto/s72-c/DSC00821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-4563219560731944170</id><published>2008-02-18T23:00:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T02:23:28.351+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clubs'/><title type='text'>Everything, sounds better!</title><content type='html'>Gosh, its been 10 days since Above &amp;amp; Beyond. I'm too slow. Lets see what I can remember. Ok, I left my house really early because Vincent needed to go to Shah Alam to pick up a friend. After that we headed over to Subang to meet up with the rest before heading down to Zouk. We needed to be there early because of someeee certainnn under aged person. Due to some complications, we chilled outside at terrace bar while waiting for Uncle to help bring her in. Met up with Yinyi and gang. Once inside, we wasted no time. Bring out all the angpow money and buy drinks.haha I spent 50 bucks, to chip in for the drinks. Eventhough I had only bout 3 mugs of beer, I'd say it was WORTH IT. Actually, I wasnt even bothered to drink.....seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R7nZb9JEo5I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/upEOcktVqxw/s1600-h/DSC04577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R7nZb9JEo5I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/upEOcktVqxw/s320/DSC04577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168401121676665746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attendance of the night L-R : William Wo[not Loh],Bryan Chin,Juelin, Nat, Vincent,Tracy,Mei yee and myself. Not in the picture, Slinky and Joel. They were being photographers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R7nZcdJEo6I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/j8omNDzWtfI/s1600-h/DSC04589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R7nZcdJEo6I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/j8omNDzWtfI/s320/DSC04589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168401130266600354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture serves 2 very important purpose. Purpose 1, the gap in the middle is to represent  WILLIAM LOH, who could not make it as well as EUGENE CHIN, that's purpose 2. haha. We had the time to remember you two....be thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R7nX2NJEo0I/AAAAAAAAA8o/003miLPMEmE/s1600-h/DSC04591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R7nX2NJEo0I/AAAAAAAAA8o/003miLPMEmE/s320/DSC04591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168399373624976194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night inside the club, started with Fono kor doing the warm-up. Excellent warm up,really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R7rvuNJEo7I/AAAAAAAAA9g/Qf6kgzZBvdo/s1600-h/n669430226_2259005_968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R7rvuNJEo7I/AAAAAAAAA9g/Qf6kgzZBvdo/s320/n669430226_2259005_968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168707099441800114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around close to 12.30, uncle had to make way for ABOVE &amp;amp; BEYOND!!!!. The old man on the left is Tony, and the Dorky fella on the right is Paavo. Yeah, they're happy to see us too, I'm sure. We were all standing right infront screaming our lungs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R7nX2tJEo1I/AAAAAAAAA8w/_ChC_I7l1dE/s1600-h/DSC04605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R7nX2tJEo1I/AAAAAAAAA8w/_ChC_I7l1dE/s320/DSC04605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168399382214910802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, see, RIGHT in front!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R7nX29JEo2I/AAAAAAAAA84/xKMm4NoVbbE/s1600-h/DSC04643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R7nX29JEo2I/AAAAAAAAA84/xKMm4NoVbbE/s320/DSC04643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168399386509878114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were singing to Every song that we knew the lyrics to. And the tracks that night were just MAD. It was soo RocKing that Nat, cried tears of joy, 3 quarters through the set, I just sat on the floor coz I couldnt take it anymore. Its too much for my heart.Seriously.. Its THAT good. They really know the ways to my heart la. I know I know, I sound like some cheesy freak. But I really really damn Love them ok.... Plus they played all the nice songs all in a go. Really... If i had a weaker heart, I would have died of a heart attack that night. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so after the set, with the help of Juelin's cousin, Adam Matthews, we got up to the console to meet up with Tony and Paavo.&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FSCZCTOdklk&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R7nX3NJEo3I/AAAAAAAAA9A/J_yR-r-OXZw/s1600-h/DSC04647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R7nX3NJEo3I/AAAAAAAAA9A/J_yR-r-OXZw/s320/DSC04647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168399390804845426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got our stuff signed by them. Unfortunately for me, I didnt have a CD for them to sign. =( Oh well, a picture and memories should be good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R7nX3dJEo4I/AAAAAAAAA9I/9cZKDoWPT4k/s1600-h/DSC04656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R7nX3dJEo4I/AAAAAAAAA9I/9cZKDoWPT4k/s320/DSC04656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168399395099812738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside Zouk after it all ended. It is by far, THE BEST night I've ever attended. Of the 4 years that I've been going to Zouk, that set, won hands down. I'd say it even beat Armin's set at Zoukout. ABOVE &amp;amp; BEYOND!!!!! NUMERO UNO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-4563219560731944170?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4563219560731944170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=4563219560731944170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4563219560731944170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4563219560731944170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/02/everything-sounds-better.html' title='Everything, sounds better!'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R7nZb9JEo5I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/upEOcktVqxw/s72-c/DSC04577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-5934436589107735199</id><published>2008-02-12T05:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T05:30:22.682+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'>I light a fire in your soul</title><content type='html'>Bloody Hell, Above &amp;amp; Beyond getting to me la. Now my playlist is filled with all those emo vocal songs. Why are these songs so sad... hmm. For those who think that trance is nothing but boring beats and senseless tunes, read the lyrics. I think they're more meaningful some other pop or rock or whatever songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underground or Aeroplane&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter in the end&lt;br /&gt;I know it has to be  this way&lt;br /&gt;You're leaving me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll write my little love song&lt;br /&gt;And I'll sing it to the wind&lt;br /&gt;You're out there on the road tonight&lt;br /&gt;London, New York, Amsterdam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm lonely here without you&lt;br /&gt;Miss  your breath against my skin&lt;br /&gt;You love me then you leave me still I lie here&lt;br /&gt;Pressing fingers, where your kisses have been&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you&lt;br /&gt;And I  miss you&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I should be in bed&lt;br /&gt;It's  almost 3am&lt;br /&gt;But when I close my eyes I can only see miles of headlights&lt;br /&gt;Fleshing out the distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll sing my little lonely songs&lt;br /&gt;It's just part of who I am&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that its been calling to you&lt;br /&gt;London, New York, Amsterdam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luminary - Amsterdam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making promises I can't keep&lt;br /&gt;Do I show empty?&lt;br /&gt;Should I beg for your  mercy?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know I'm glad to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear me when I weep?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I search, I search for peace&lt;br /&gt;If I should die within my sleep&lt;br /&gt;So you know, hold me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but you can taste so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Do I go?  Are you with me?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know I'm in too deep&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know, know  me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Markus Schulz - Cause You Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you lost your mind&lt;br /&gt;Or did you fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Was your vision  closing in&lt;br /&gt;Did the light play tricks upon you&lt;br /&gt;Was the window shut&lt;br /&gt;As  you lay on your bed&lt;br /&gt;Was there someone creeping in&lt;br /&gt;Did the vapours swirt  around your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And slowly, but surely&lt;br /&gt;Take you away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you fall into the dark&lt;br /&gt;When my arms are there to catch you&lt;br /&gt;How will I ever lose my way&lt;br /&gt;With your open hand to cling to&lt;br /&gt;How can  you fall into the dark&lt;br /&gt;When my arms are there to catch you&lt;br /&gt;How will I  ever lose my way&lt;br /&gt;With your open hand to cling to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm  breaking through&lt;br /&gt;I'll wake you from this sleep&lt;br /&gt;One kiss surely that will  do&lt;br /&gt;Then the ice will melt around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And slowly, but surely&lt;br /&gt;Bringing you back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ferry Corsten - Into The Dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.30 am I'm awake again,&lt;br /&gt;singing to the dark through open eyes.&lt;br /&gt;While  dreaming i see only you and me&lt;br /&gt;stuck between desire and compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i  said i want you back i'd be a liar,&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing left of us to long for  any more.&lt;br /&gt;But inside the ashes burns an endless fire,&lt;br /&gt;and every night i  can't help reaching out for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i can't sleep, you're so far away from  me,&lt;br /&gt;and i can't sleep, and i can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're leaving these  scars scattered round my hearth,&lt;br /&gt;a road map of the places you have been.&lt;br /&gt;But i can't escape, can't wash this away,&lt;br /&gt;when love has burned your mark  so deep within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i said i want you back i'd be a liar,&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing  left of us to long for any more.&lt;br /&gt;But inside the ashes burns an endless fire,&lt;br /&gt;and every night i can't help reaching out for more.&lt;br /&gt;And i can't sleep,  youre so far away from me,&lt;br /&gt;and i can't sleep, and i can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Above &amp;amp; Beyond - Cant Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-5934436589107735199?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5934436589107735199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=5934436589107735199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5934436589107735199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5934436589107735199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-light-fire-in-your-soul.html' title='I light a fire in your soul'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-4294392346188030470</id><published>2008-02-12T02:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T02:30:11.360+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Did the light play tricks upon you</title><content type='html'>Waaaheeyy~~! Just had to say that, ABOVE &amp;amp; BEYOND was totally ROCKING!!!  It was by far THE BEST club night I've EVER HAD. Absolutely amazing. Now I just needed to get it off my chest. Coz I still cant get over it, and I dont have pictures to post up so I shall just update about some old overdue stuff. Penang. Penang part 2 for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penang trip began on the 19th of  January for me, the day after Marco V. Still all hung over, I drove up to Penang because little miss Juliana had to go home. I guess Wirriam trusts my driving enough to take his little sister home. Mind you, I've never driven so far out of KL before. No.1 Its my first time driving that kinda distance No. 2, it wasnt my car No.3, I was still a little hung over. I was a little scared, honestly.... But all was good, the journey was shorter than expected. With only one stop for petrol, we took only about 3 hours to reach Tambun, where we had dinner.  So, I stayed with William's family for a week until the rest of the kambings came up for the weekend the following Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6tCYylNxhI/AAAAAAAAA8A/VsWwGNm76Dg/s1600-h/DSC_0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6tCYylNxhI/AAAAAAAAA8A/VsWwGNm76Dg/s320/DSC_0345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164294391372563986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole KL group....minus the monkey on my left. Stayed at Stella Maris again, this time we got the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6tDuylNxjI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/OVsTfQtPsKQ/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6tDuylNxjI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/OVsTfQtPsKQ/s320/DSC00063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164295868841313842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6tDvSlNxkI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/z8Jg0zpRFok/s1600-h/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6tDvSlNxkI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/z8Jg0zpRFok/s320/DSC00061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164295877431248450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what do we all do best in Penang...? Yeah, eat eat and eat of course. First night, our dinner was at Gurney. Apparently there are some Penang virgins, so we "de-virginized" them. lol. Went over to Gurney plaza to get some food, snacks and drinks. The alcoholics in me n Jue came out  and we bought ourselves a 12-pack beer. Nothing much the first night, only me, Joel and Jinyin stayed up late drinking while waiting for Jue to return from... I dont know....she went out somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6tCZSlNxiI/AAAAAAAAA8I/sRXmW8LJyGY/s1600-h/DSC_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6tCZSlNxiI/AAAAAAAAA8I/sRXmW8LJyGY/s320/DSC_0351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164294399962498594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 2!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to town with the help of Danny-lorong and Teng Han. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6r3oilNxaI/AAAAAAAAA7I/Wy6iE_6u4kk/s1600-h/DSC_0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6r3oilNxaI/AAAAAAAAA7I/Wy6iE_6u4kk/s320/DSC_0392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164212198583420322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6r3pilNxcI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/Wmi9UgoR_1Q/s1600-h/DSC_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6r3pilNxcI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/Wmi9UgoR_1Q/s320/DSC_0409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164212215763289538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6r3pylNxdI/AAAAAAAAA7g/iOx1h8CGrkQ/s1600-h/DSC_0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6r3pylNxdI/AAAAAAAAA7g/iOx1h8CGrkQ/s320/DSC_0411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164212220058256850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate some CHICKEN,Cendol,noodles, rice, and other shit loads of food. Then disaster struck, halfway thru lunch I got a call from William saying my car brokedown, of course I didnt believe him. I was determined to not be fooled by him. But unfortunately, its for real. My FREAKING radiator burst in the middle of Ipoh and he got stuck there. Mixed emotions, and I lost my appetite, I was half pissed coz I JUST serviced my car the week before, confused because I couldnt believe it and I also felt really bad that my friend is stuck in Ipoh by himself. SIgh... so after food, everyone went down to Ferringi beach, I was a lil moody but it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6r3qClNxeI/AAAAAAAAA7o/yINSxJFmGF8/s1600-h/DSC_0444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6r3qClNxeI/AAAAAAAAA7o/yINSxJFmGF8/s320/DSC_0444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164212224353224162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volleyball took my mind off the problem.... my arm hurt too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6r1BylNxVI/AAAAAAAAA6g/2rPDrgwqx3M/s1600-h/DSC_0492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6r1BylNxVI/AAAAAAAAA6g/2rPDrgwqx3M/s320/DSC_0492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164209333840233810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you believe that the BOYS were the ones playing with the sand castle shit? This is proof. So much for your macho men.HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6r1CSlNxWI/AAAAAAAAA6o/UaDHucLKJvY/s1600-h/DSC_0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6r1CSlNxWI/AAAAAAAAA6o/UaDHucLKJvY/s320/DSC_0553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164209342430168418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6r1DSlNxYI/AAAAAAAAA64/Qe1QZ6bzz2A/s1600-h/DSC_0572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6r1DSlNxYI/AAAAAAAAA64/Qe1QZ6bzz2A/s320/DSC_0572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164209359610037634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6r1DilNxZI/AAAAAAAAA7A/iqGXFCw5-ok/s1600-h/DSC_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6r1DilNxZI/AAAAAAAAA7A/iqGXFCw5-ok/s320/DSC_0575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164209363905004946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6r1CylNxXI/AAAAAAAAA6w/-9Gu0hSQi3c/s1600-h/DSC_0559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6r1CylNxXI/AAAAAAAAA6w/-9Gu0hSQi3c/s320/DSC_0559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164209351020103026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful sunset on the beach. *input some slow trance song* ahhh... so emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, after dinner, William finally made it back up to Penang to join us. Plus Teng Han, Jay Jay and Samantha, Danny and Elaine. Elaine didnt stay very long tho. We bought beer. LOADS of beer, we had to go to 2 different 7-11's because we wiped out all the beer in one outlet Anchor STRONG is the shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6tCYSlNxgI/AAAAAAAAA74/DjNByn_iY4k/s1600-h/DSC00124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6tCYSlNxgI/AAAAAAAAA74/DjNByn_iY4k/s320/DSC00124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164294382782629378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group! Dont know what happened to Derek...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6tCXSlNxfI/AAAAAAAAA7w/8MjUt2fB3bM/s1600-h/DSC00120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6tCXSlNxfI/AAAAAAAAA7w/8MjUt2fB3bM/s320/DSC00120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164294365602760178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reunited! the usual mandatory raining trio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, it was a good trip. Of course, Penang didnt end for me the next day. While the rest of the gang headed back home, I couldnt leave just yet because my car was still stranded in Ipoh. So, I extended another week in William's house. I only got back to KL on the 2nd of February. 2 weeks in Penang. And everyone here thinks that I'm migrating over there. Take it easy ppl. its just 2 weeks. hahaha. But it was all good. I had alot of fun, despite being stuffed with vege and fruits everyday. I wake up early every morning and sleep early almost every night. I was "assistant coach" to the little kids. I got to watch a swim competition. I had no smokes or drinks while I was staying at the house. Achievement, yes? I think its a DAMN good change. haha. Thats all, folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-4294392346188030470?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4294392346188030470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=4294392346188030470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4294392346188030470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4294392346188030470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/02/did-light-play-tricks-upon-you.html' title='Did the light play tricks upon you'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6tCYylNxhI/AAAAAAAAA8A/VsWwGNm76Dg/s72-c/DSC_0345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-2315112815501283816</id><published>2008-02-08T07:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T07:04:09.675+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>4.30 a.m, I'm Awake Again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6tikClNxlI/AAAAAAAAA8g/zhnaMG48L0s/s1600-h/a%26b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6tikClNxlI/AAAAAAAAA8g/zhnaMG48L0s/s320/a%26b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164329769018181202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Finally the 8th! THEY're finally here! I'm so excited I cant stop thinking about it. They may be ranked no. 6 in the world, but they are numero uno to me! They're the reason I would not get drunk that night. haha. I didnt say I wouldnt drink. I said I wouldnt get drunk. Need to be sober to enjoy the whole night. WOoooo! MEET YOU THERE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-2315112815501283816?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2315112815501283816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=2315112815501283816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2315112815501283816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2315112815501283816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/02/430-am-im-awake-again.html' title='4.30 a.m, I&apos;m Awake Again..'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6tikClNxlI/AAAAAAAAA8g/zhnaMG48L0s/s72-c/a%26b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-8107636360818022303</id><published>2008-02-04T01:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T17:46:08.014+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial'/><title type='text'>People Would Stop To Hold Their Heads</title><content type='html'>Death, as we all know, cannot be reversed.How many more lives must be lost before people shed that "tidak apa" attitude? This is human lives we're talking about. Yes, I'm talking about the Slim River Bus Crash, that robbed away the life of a young girl with a bright future. This is late because I didnt have the space and time to do blog away from home. Now that I'm at home with the computer to myself, I was trying to understand the level of loss some people are feeling lately. I'm not in anyway related to her, except though friends who knew her and it really saddens me to hear about it. The 3 who perished were, 20, 21 and 23 years old. How can there be justice to that? Life is not fair... we've heard it all, but this, this is too much.I know death happens, accident happens, lives could be lost. But dont you think there have been way too many bus accidents around lately? And everytime they all say the same thing, they will investigate, they will hunt the drivers down, suspend the bus company. But thats all just plain shit talk aint it? Nothing ever changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when you're in a business you would want maximum profit without putting in much. But this is too much. There are way too many murderers on the road.Buses in bad condition, drivers are not qualified and have been breaking the rules, not just once but countless of times. Accidents happen all the time. They're called accidents when theres nothing anyone could do about it. Bus crashes are mostly the fault of the irresponsible drivers. We read it all the time in the newspaper, but no one really does or say anything about it. Then what is the point of knowing whats happening around us when we dont do anything to change it? You dont feel it when you're reading about someone else's death because you dont know what it is like to lose them until it happens to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its not as easy as, saying that you want something changed and it will happen. We dont have that kind of power. Not as a person, not even in a group of a 100 people. But if we try, as a bigger group,maybe something can be done. If there is anything that I can do, please let me know. As for now, I've signed a petition for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bus crash no more. &lt;/span&gt;Please do drop by the page, &lt;a href="http://buscrashnomore.blogspot.com/"&gt;Buscrashnomore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to read more about the Slim River Bus Crash and take your time to realize the number of lives that has been touched by not just this bus crash, but all the others in the past. Also, please do, sign the petition. &lt;a href="http://www.petitiononline.com/buscrash/petition.html"&gt;CLick Here&lt;/a&gt; sign the petition so that the 3 lives who were unfairly robbed will not go in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats for the serious part. Now let me rant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bastards of a bus company and an asshole of a bus driver, if you people do not respect and treasure your own lives, please respect the whole load of passengers that you drive around. Their lives are more meaningful compared to yours. Some people have alot more in life for them, unlike yours driving a bus as a job. And even that you cant do it well. What in the hell are you good for? I think you bus drivers are doing better as a killer than as a bus driver. Kudos to you scumbags. May you suffer the kind of loss these families have lost but in 10 fold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-8107636360818022303?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8107636360818022303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=8107636360818022303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/8107636360818022303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/8107636360818022303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/02/people-would-stop-to-hold-their-heads.html' title='People Would Stop To Hold Their Heads'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-6639136263815804050</id><published>2008-02-03T23:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T06:45:41.295+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clubs'/><title type='text'>Crop Circles In The Carpet</title><content type='html'>You know sometimes, there are things that you wished you could forget and times you wished that you could remember? Right now I dont really know which one I want to feel,but I'm kinda freaked out at the part of not remember ANYTHING for over an hour. I hope nothing bad happened. hehe. Anyways, the event was Marco V @ Zouk. I dont know who or what triggered my drinking mood. I knew very well, I didnt have dinner its not a good thing to do but when the mood is there, I cant really just ignore it now, can I? So, Yes, i got REALLY drunk, and I cant remember anything so I'll just divide the pictures into 2 sections. One that I can remember and the other I cant. Part one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN REMEMBER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hI4ilNw3I/AAAAAAAAA2w/Qbz5-goPshU/s1600-h/n585512986_320416_7131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hI4ilNw3I/AAAAAAAAA2w/Qbz5-goPshU/s320/n585512986_320416_7131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158953509345674098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was when Uncle did the opening. His opening RockEd, reminds me of all the times we used to have good trance music. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6WkXilNxMI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/-NN07ePiEBw/s1600-h/n546635237_281324_6869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6WkXilNxMI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/-NN07ePiEBw/s320/n546635237_281324_6869.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162713272176985282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6WkXSlNxLI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/ezbdgPtGmvc/s1600-h/n546635237_281326_7504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6WkXSlNxLI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/ezbdgPtGmvc/s320/n546635237_281326_7504.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162713267882017970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mandatory Raining Trio  picture. Say...did it rain that night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6WkYSlNxNI/AAAAAAAAA5g/OZv7tS9xvA0/s1600-h/n546635237_281322_6316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6WkYSlNxNI/AAAAAAAAA5g/OZv7tS9xvA0/s320/n546635237_281322_6316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162713285061887186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6WkYilNxOI/AAAAAAAAA5o/UhAq-OgL7D0/s1600-h/n546635237_281318_5240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6WkYilNxOI/AAAAAAAAA5o/UhAq-OgL7D0/s320/n546635237_281318_5240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162713289356854498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still can be serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6WkZSlNxPI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Et2pOLil5N8/s1600-h/n546635237_281316_4552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6WkZSlNxPI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Et2pOLil5N8/s320/n546635237_281316_4552.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162713302241756402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not there yet. It only just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hL9ilNxKI/AAAAAAAAA5I/wRumcFX2wtU/s1600-h/DSC02820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hL9ilNxKI/AAAAAAAAA5I/wRumcFX2wtU/s320/DSC02820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158956893779903650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hJxilNw_I/AAAAAAAAA3w/VKHnP0tO7pQ/s1600-h/n585512986_320445_7395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hJxilNw_I/AAAAAAAAA3w/VKHnP0tO7pQ/s320/n585512986_320445_7395.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158954488598217714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hI4ilNw4I/AAAAAAAAA24/EotL9YCxoB0/s1600-h/n585512986_320446_7721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hI4ilNw4I/AAAAAAAAA24/EotL9YCxoB0/s320/n585512986_320446_7721.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158953509345674114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I look better when I'm making weird funny faces than when I try to look normal. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2: CANT REMEMBER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6Wk_ilNxQI/AAAAAAAAA54/FSJE2a0Gb8A/s1600-h/n585512986_320450_9077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6Wk_ilNxQI/AAAAAAAAA54/FSJE2a0Gb8A/s320/n585512986_320450_9077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162713959371752706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very faint....very very faint. Check out my face... cant focus anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6WlASlNxRI/AAAAAAAAA6A/bZ8nKbR7nS0/s1600-h/n585512986_320459_3062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6WlASlNxRI/AAAAAAAAA6A/bZ8nKbR7nS0/s320/n585512986_320459_3062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162713972256654610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still can do this...omg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6XOyylNxUI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/fXMOriOnYsA/s1600-h/n585512986_320460_3407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6XOyylNxUI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/fXMOriOnYsA/s320/n585512986_320460_3407.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162759919816787266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fono kor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6WlASlNxSI/AAAAAAAAA6I/A7AJ83GaAbM/s1600-h/n546635237_281332_9166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6WlASlNxSI/AAAAAAAAA6I/A7AJ83GaAbM/s320/n546635237_281332_9166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162713972256654626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont remember this too...since when do I do things like that....o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6XOyilNxTI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/7EiXqwKa3NE/s1600-h/n546635237_281333_9472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R6XOyilNxTI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/7EiXqwKa3NE/s320/n546635237_281333_9472.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162759915521819954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GETTING THERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hL8ilNxGI/AAAAAAAAA4o/4SWtYsIxq0U/s1600-h/DSC02832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hL8ilNxGI/AAAAAAAAA4o/4SWtYsIxq0U/s320/DSC02832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158956876600034402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONE! BUT I remember this.... wonder why......hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for Marco V for me. I remember him coming on after uncle's set. I remember being excited, I remember being dragged to another table of Penang kia's and taking their insanely strong glass of Black, I remember drinking some more after that....I remember... not remembering anything. hahahaha! Syok sendiri... but seriously... freaky...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-6639136263815804050?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6639136263815804050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=6639136263815804050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6639136263815804050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/6639136263815804050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/02/crop-circles-in-carpet.html' title='Crop Circles In The Carpet'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hI4ilNw3I/AAAAAAAAA2w/Qbz5-goPshU/s72-c/n585512986_320416_7131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-1527809775946659015</id><published>2008-02-03T05:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T05:10:54.667+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>When Busy Streets a Mess With People</title><content type='html'>I'm BacK! Now gonna catch up on lost events yeah. First up, Lap sap on 16th Jan. My, that sounds like a really long time ago. If i'm not mistaken, the theme was futuristic. Unfortunately, we were running a little late and I didnt have time to dress up for the occasion. I didnt really know what to wear anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hH4ilNwyI/AAAAAAAAA2I/kWsXFgnp97U/s1600-h/DSC02791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hH4ilNwyI/AAAAAAAAA2I/kWsXFgnp97U/s320/DSC02791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158952409834046242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I grow up, I want to be just like Mr. Puah. I dont have a picture of him...hmm nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hH4ylNwzI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/YwNJHuiFI2U/s1600-h/DSC02784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hH4ylNwzI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/YwNJHuiFI2U/s320/DSC02784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158952414129013554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was ROCKING!! Freaking good night. Better than the first one i went for, i feel. LOVED it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hH5ClNw0I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/acN-NM8ix_A/s1600-h/DSC02786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hH5ClNw0I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/acN-NM8ix_A/s320/DSC02786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158952418423980866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See....everyone sooo happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hH5SlNw1I/AAAAAAAAA2g/hAE6jXBhQdk/s1600-h/DSC02785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hH5SlNw1I/AAAAAAAAA2g/hAE6jXBhQdk/s320/DSC02785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158952422718948178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially me.... hmm. Beer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hH5ilNw2I/AAAAAAAAA2o/u70-Ju0cwNk/s1600-h/DSC02779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hH5ilNw2I/AAAAAAAAA2o/u70-Ju0cwNk/s320/DSC02779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158952427013915490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mandatory Raining Trio's Picture. Our first lap sap together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hGNylNwtI/AAAAAAAAA1g/zLwDujuPJhQ/s1600-h/n585512986_312398_2156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hGNylNwtI/AAAAAAAAA1g/zLwDujuPJhQ/s320/n585512986_312398_2156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158950575883010770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.0 ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hGOClNwuI/AAAAAAAAA1o/yiVIoboxyn8/s1600-h/n585512986_312413_5659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hGOClNwuI/AAAAAAAAA1o/yiVIoboxyn8/s320/n585512986_312413_5659.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158950580177978082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink a.k.a 5 feet a.k.a ah boy a.k.a Hoe Yin. phew... so many....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hGOClNwvI/AAAAAAAAA1w/df67qqb7ACY/s1600-h/n585512986_312422_7901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hGOClNwvI/AAAAAAAAA1w/df67qqb7ACY/s320/n585512986_312422_7901.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158950580177978098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happppy Nat and smiley May lurking at the back.....so scary come to think of it. eeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hGOSlNwwI/AAAAAAAAA14/QYAbewFVSaU/s1600-h/n585512986_312437_2746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hGOSlNwwI/AAAAAAAAA14/QYAbewFVSaU/s320/n585512986_312437_2746.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158950584472945410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway thru, someone threw those papers.. At first it was abit dodgy, Like some kinda sign of death.... but when you dont really care, you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hGOSlNwxI/AAAAAAAAA2A/vm0Od0XNxGY/s1600-h/n585512986_312438_3015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hGOSlNwxI/AAAAAAAAA2A/vm0Od0XNxGY/s320/n585512986_312438_3015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158950584472945426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stick em on your head. Like they always say, "if you cant beat them, join them!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually by now I cant really remember what happened. Not that I was drunk and all. it was all good fun. But its 16th of Jan... kinda long time ago. So.. yeah. thats all from me now. WE R LAP SAP!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-1527809775946659015?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1527809775946659015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=1527809775946659015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1527809775946659015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/1527809775946659015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-busy-streets-mess-with-people.html' title='When Busy Streets a Mess With People'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R5hH4ilNwyI/AAAAAAAAA2I/kWsXFgnp97U/s72-c/DSC02791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-5707084049536962388</id><published>2008-01-21T17:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T19:55:51.652+11:00</updated><title type='text'>10 feet off the ground</title><content type='html'>Greetings!! from up north. I'm in Penang, yes again. Cant seem to stay away from the land of food. Will have to start considering gym when i get back. CNY coming  soon somemore. Stresssss... Will update sooon bout Lapsap and Marco V when I have the time. till then. AdioSssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-5707084049536962388?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5707084049536962388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=5707084049536962388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5707084049536962388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/5707084049536962388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/01/10-feet-off-ground.html' title='10 feet off the ground'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-4139982232966028139</id><published>2008-01-11T07:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T07:35:04.046+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Driving On The Vast Boundless Road</title><content type='html'>Found something interesting..... Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU HAD ME ALONE... LOCKED UP IN YOUR ROOM FOR TWENTY-FOUR HOURS &amp;amp; I HAD TO DO WHAT EVER YOU WANTED ME TO, WHAT WOULD YOU DO WITH ME? PM ME OR EMAIL ME... CUZ ITS A SECRET... THEN REPOST THIS ON OTHER'S WALLS... YOU MIGHT BE SUPRISED WITH THE RESPONSES YOU GET. THEY COULD MAKE YOU LAUGH OR EVEN SMILE .. LOL. IF YOU DONT REPOST THIS YOU ARE A COWARD AND IS TOO AFRAID TO SEE WHO ACTUALLY LIKES YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There can be more than one, no holdin back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This COULD be funny.hahahha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-4139982232966028139?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4139982232966028139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=4139982232966028139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4139982232966028139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4139982232966028139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/01/driving-on-vast-boundless-road.html' title='Driving On The Vast Boundless Road'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-7775904245622528090</id><published>2008-01-08T17:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T21:45:07.540+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drinking'/><title type='text'>I'm Falling Under Your Spell</title><content type='html'>Hello... n WelcomE to another edition of "House of High". Held on the 31st of December 2007, it was to celebrate the death of 2007 and the birth of 2008. Not that anyone of us really cared bout the birth and death, we were just looking for a reason to get wasted. Ok...at least that was it for me. So, let me introduce to you, the elements to get high......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4N0lWZZGnI/AAAAAAAAA04/zRAkK2wiloQ/s1600-h/IMG_3382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4N0lWZZGnI/AAAAAAAAA04/zRAkK2wiloQ/s320/IMG_3382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153090583658044018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet (from the left) Mr.black, Mr.Grouse, Mr.151, Mr.Johnnie, the Apple twins, the Vanilla twins and Mr.Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4N0lWZZGnI/AAAAAAAAA04/zRAkK2wiloQ/s1600-h/IMG_3382.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4N0m2ZZGoI/AAAAAAAAA1A/AFIYOpMrSdg/s1600-h/DSC_0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4N0m2ZZGoI/AAAAAAAAA1A/AFIYOpMrSdg/s320/DSC_0243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153090609427847810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to take a Raining Trio picture....just incase William didnt turn up, we replaced him with Mr.151.hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4N0nWZZGpI/AAAAAAAAA1I/J2Pl-Px0a8c/s1600-h/DSC_0295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4N0nWZZGpI/AAAAAAAAA1I/J2Pl-Px0a8c/s320/DSC_0295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153090618017782418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;151 is GOOOOOD. GImMmme gimme more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4N0n2ZZGqI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Ori9kiHC034/s1600-h/DSC_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4N0n2ZZGqI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Ori9kiHC034/s320/DSC_0226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153090626607717026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80% of the people who were there that night. Some came,n left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4N0oGZZGrI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/8E2o_sLsScU/s1600-h/DSC_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4N0oGZZGrI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/8E2o_sLsScU/s320/DSC_0260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153090630902684338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The red lobsters. cant really see the color here but, they're the ones who gets REALLY red...especially that one sitting on the far left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4NvpGZZGiI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/xMG4DRa3RFM/s1600-h/DSC_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4NvpGZZGiI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/xMG4DRa3RFM/s320/DSC_0267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153085150524414498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooop... whats going on here?? hmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4NvpWZZGjI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/969_RtqeVG0/s1600-h/DSC_0256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4NvpWZZGjI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/969_RtqeVG0/s320/DSC_0256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153085154819381810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL the CHINS unite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4Nvp2ZZGkI/AAAAAAAAA0g/yaxjLmINBI8/s1600-h/DSC_0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4Nvp2ZZGkI/AAAAAAAAA0g/yaxjLmINBI8/s320/DSC_0317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153085163409316418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah..look, the real deal made it....sorry Mr.151, maybe some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4NvqGZZGlI/AAAAAAAAA0o/5ttd6ogOiUA/s1600-h/IMG_3427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4NvqGZZGlI/AAAAAAAAA0o/5ttd6ogOiUA/s320/IMG_3427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153085167704283730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them played some dare game, and dont worry, nothing explicit there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4NvqWZZGmI/AAAAAAAAA0w/DXLrUKPeR4Y/s1600-h/IMG_3433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4NvqWZZGmI/AAAAAAAAA0w/DXLrUKPeR4Y/s320/IMG_3433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153085171999251042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except maybe for this one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4NrX2ZZGdI/AAAAAAAAAzo/NodBlLovcw4/s1600-h/IMG_3440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4NrX2ZZGdI/AAAAAAAAAzo/NodBlLovcw4/s320/IMG_3440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153080456125159890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shannie taking in the 151 shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4NrYWZZGeI/AAAAAAAAAzw/bTKA1DIwik4/s1600-h/DSC_0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4NrYWZZGeI/AAAAAAAAAzw/bTKA1DIwik4/s320/DSC_0308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153080464715094498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................No comments, drunkard. Very entertaining tho....VERY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4NrY2ZZGfI/AAAAAAAAAz4/HP4BzAdIles/s1600-h/DSC_0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4NrY2ZZGfI/AAAAAAAAAz4/HP4BzAdIles/s320/DSC_0284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153080473305029106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinyin....drunk...but Eugene looked MORe drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4NrZmZZGgI/AAAAAAAAA0A/ANQ5l5macxM/s1600-h/DSC_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4NrZmZZGgI/AAAAAAAAA0A/ANQ5l5macxM/s320/DSC_0288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153080486189931010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CMI....[CANNOT MAKE IT]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4NrZ2ZZGhI/AAAAAAAAA0I/wQnbvAnuDW4/s1600-h/IMG_3443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4NrZ2ZZGhI/AAAAAAAAA0I/wQnbvAnuDW4/s320/IMG_3443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153080490484898322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning after..... I'm too lazy to type out everything. Bottom line is that, IT WAS GREAT!! Except that I didnt get drunk. I know, I know.... you probably dont believe me... ASk them. I want round 2. Maybe I shouldnt have had that butter.... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who were there, ThanKs for making it happen. I'm sorry, if there was anything that was unsatisfying. I hope that it was as good for you as it was for me. Its my first time hosting something like that,mistakes are lessons. To Carmen, YOU SUCK for leaving so early. To William, YOU SUCK TOO for coming so late. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, everybody!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-7775904245622528090?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7775904245622528090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=7775904245622528090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/7775904245622528090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/7775904245622528090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-falling-under-your-spell.html' title='I&apos;m Falling Under Your Spell'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R4N0lWZZGnI/AAAAAAAAA04/zRAkK2wiloQ/s72-c/IMG_3382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-4137063487835115485</id><published>2008-01-06T03:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T04:21:38.445+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drinking'/><title type='text'>You're the light that leads to harbor</title><content type='html'>I have just one more event to wrap up 2007. My Penang trip. I have yet to receive all the pictures from everyone. But I guess I'll have to go with whatever I have now before its too late. ok here goes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 27th&lt;br /&gt;Road trip begins with Slinky, the driver, Nat and Derek. Had a little confusion on the road but all is good, we made it safely through the rain, run, cars, idiots and some insects. Before our bags were even dropped off at the place we were staying, we went straight for food. And where else, if its not Gurney drive, then you're not in Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zuWZZGYI/AAAAAAAAAzA/lWWEbjhmHoU/s1600-h/n546635237_255011_3698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zuWZZGYI/AAAAAAAAAzA/lWWEbjhmHoU/s320/n546635237_255011_3698.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152034107602573698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roadside also want to take pictures.... sighhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we checked into Stella Maris. This apartment/dorm owned by a church. We were fortunate to have a place as most of the other hotels and all were fully booked. That place also saved our pockets. Thanks to William and mama Loh. First night was pretty much indoors and quiet. The gang of Godbros came over and brought alco. We drank the whole night together with papa Loh. As most of us were tired from the ride, we slept off pretty early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 28th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up in time for lunch...William brought us along with another friend, Shaun who just arrived from Singapore to Swatow(??) Lane. I had some prawn mee, mee jawa..along with little bits n pieces of everyone else's food. hehe.. you tend to get more greedy when you're there. After food, with nothing much to do, we head down to Segafredo's for beer. I guess, its never too early to drink huh? Chilled till around evening, then we went off to Bukit Tambun for SEAFOOD! It was a pretty long drive, as its further out in the mainland. Oh, we stayed over at the island btw. Yes, loads of seafood...no pictures... Then thennnn..... went back to the Island to QEII. This new..club/bar situated at the harbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zuWZZGZI/AAAAAAAAAzI/V0digBAaAsM/s1600-h/n546635237_255014_5531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zuWZZGZI/AAAAAAAAAzI/V0digBAaAsM/s320/n546635237_255014_5531.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152034107602573714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After alco, nothing better to do, everyone became camwhores. I guess, me included. Not that I really wanted to.. but everyone was so in the mood...soo....no harm yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zumZZGaI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/rNNjJta_gJk/s1600-h/n546635237_255015_6085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zumZZGaI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/rNNjJta_gJk/s320/n546635237_255015_6085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152034111897541026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zumZZGbI/AAAAAAAAAzY/JdTanHH6_yY/s1600-h/n669430226_2000926_5912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zumZZGbI/AAAAAAAAAzY/JdTanHH6_yY/s320/n669430226_2000926_5912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152034111897541042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zumZZGcI/AAAAAAAAAzg/sicPknoD3xk/s1600-h/n669430226_2001007_3150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zumZZGcI/AAAAAAAAAzg/sicPknoD3xk/s320/n669430226_2001007_3150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152034111897541058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLLLYY... got kissed by them.. uGh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zZ2ZZGTI/AAAAAAAAAyY/822m_HoxoBE/s1600-h/n669430226_2001012_4570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zZ2ZZGTI/AAAAAAAAAyY/822m_HoxoBE/s320/n669430226_2001012_4570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152033755415255346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mandatory Raining Trio picture. You know how hard it was to take this PRoper picture. Everyone someone poses for the camera EVERYONE wants to get in it. Good picture courtesy of miss Yinyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zZ2ZZGUI/AAAAAAAAAyg/lVVVF0204N8/s1600-h/n669430226_2001009_3730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zZ2ZZGUI/AAAAAAAAAyg/lVVVF0204N8/s320/n669430226_2001009_3730.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152033755415255362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally made it to Penang huh? Thanks for coming out and layaning us while we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zaGZZGVI/AAAAAAAAAyo/jr7HUg6dRVc/s1600-h/n669430226_2001010_4008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zaGZZGVI/AAAAAAAAAyo/jr7HUg6dRVc/s320/n669430226_2001010_4008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152033759710222674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zaGZZGWI/AAAAAAAAAyw/fEa7oKVilFQ/s1600-h/n669430226_2001014_5125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zaGZZGWI/AAAAAAAAAyw/fEa7oKVilFQ/s320/n669430226_2001014_5125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152033759710222690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the alcoholic Slinky caught in action... *tsktsktsk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zaGZZGXI/AAAAAAAAAy4/TdI67aSk6ts/s1600-h/n669430226_2001020_6844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zaGZZGXI/AAAAAAAAAy4/TdI67aSk6ts/s320/n669430226_2001020_6844.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152033759710222706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally... this is the masterpiece of the night. Click to enlarge. In a way, its damn sick....but I like it..hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day, we woke up, had lunch at Gurney Plaza.Slinky and Nat had to go back early so they left. I opted to stay behind and catch the later ride home. Wanna make full use of my time in Penang. Its not everyday that I get to go up there. So I stayed with William, even managed to have the Kuih Kak that I've been craving before heading back home with Yinyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there are loads more pictures I'm missing but oh well... cant make this post too long! Summary enough.Wooo... I'm done with 2007!!!! Next, the NYE party at SuCasa. I count that as 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-4137063487835115485?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4137063487835115485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=4137063487835115485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4137063487835115485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/4137063487835115485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/01/youre-light-that-leads-to-harbor.html' title='You&apos;re the light that leads to harbor'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R3-zuWZZGYI/AAAAAAAAAzA/lWWEbjhmHoU/s72-c/n546635237_255011_3698.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-2771655804841066855</id><published>2008-01-04T06:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T06:21:21.712+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Two Worlds Torn Apart</title><content type='html'>I'm not even done with the 2007 events yet. All my unfinished business. Ok.. I'll make a quick one. Beginning with Christmas. 2007 Christmas was the first year I celebrated with my family. Every other year, its just another excuse to go out to join in some party somewhere. Destination? Genting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33br2ZZGRI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Al-qiVZ6JnE/s1600-h/IMG_3279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33br2ZZGRI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Al-qiVZ6JnE/s320/IMG_3279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151515095164590354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa came in a form of a wrinkly "old" man who came to fix the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33bsmZZGSI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Izjq7XYLF8g/s1600-h/IMG_3277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33bsmZZGSI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Izjq7XYLF8g/s320/IMG_3277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151515108049492258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why "old"? Bcoz he doesnt want to admit that he's old. The older he gets, the younger he wants to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was turkey, ham and sausages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33asGZZGNI/AAAAAAAAAxo/m-8f_O6PoeE/s1600-h/IMG_3287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33asGZZGNI/AAAAAAAAAxo/m-8f_O6PoeE/s320/IMG_3287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151513999947929810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33asWZZGOI/AAAAAAAAAxw/X0AQO4nEI5A/s1600-h/IMG_3290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33asWZZGOI/AAAAAAAAAxw/X0AQO4nEI5A/s320/IMG_3290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151514004242897122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33as2ZZGPI/AAAAAAAAAx4/I0kjtJBzAMw/s1600-h/IMG_3292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33as2ZZGPI/AAAAAAAAAx4/I0kjtJBzAMw/s320/IMG_3292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151514012832831730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saja gatal, took pictures with a knife at their throat... is that like..some pantang thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33atWZZGQI/AAAAAAAAAyA/zLgL1mlBLmc/s1600-h/IMG_3298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33atWZZGQI/AAAAAAAAAyA/zLgL1mlBLmc/s320/IMG_3298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151514021422766338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid me forgot the tripod, had to use whatever available. Everyone was too hungry, no one bothered to pose for another shot, so thats the best group shot I've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33ZLWZZGII/AAAAAAAAAxA/g1EjcwP_AIQ/s1600-h/IMG_3302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33ZLWZZGII/AAAAAAAAAxA/g1EjcwP_AIQ/s320/IMG_3302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151512337795586178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went up to the peak to check out the lights, deco and all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33ZL2ZZGJI/AAAAAAAAAxI/HVJgRmrQz8M/s1600-h/IMG_3325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33ZL2ZZGJI/AAAAAAAAAxI/HVJgRmrQz8M/s320/IMG_3325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151512346385520786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was SOOOO foggy, cant see much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33ZMWZZGKI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/PLTHsvFjPMY/s1600-h/IMG_3332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33ZMWZZGKI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/PLTHsvFjPMY/s320/IMG_3332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151512354975455394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33ZN2ZZGLI/AAAAAAAAAxY/7qIJ3dTVQvA/s1600-h/IMG_3333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33ZN2ZZGLI/AAAAAAAAAxY/7qIJ3dTVQvA/s320/IMG_3333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151512380745259186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pumped up the Iso to 1600, and.. I forgot the shutter speed. Anyways, I just like how the back lights looked like its some kinda explosion while the subjects, me.. and bro n nephew are still not over exposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33ZOmZZGMI/AAAAAAAAAxg/tiizX5OBixc/s1600-h/IMG_3316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33ZOmZZGMI/AAAAAAAAAxg/tiizX5OBixc/s320/IMG_3316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151512393630161090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way down, we took the cable car. My sister is afraid of heights, she hugged the pole and hid her face the whole way UP and DOwN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33XIGZZGDI/AAAAAAAAAwY/qG5xfYZu2jc/s1600-h/IMG_3335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33XIGZZGDI/AAAAAAAAAwY/qG5xfYZu2jc/s320/IMG_3335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151510082937755698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33XImZZGEI/AAAAAAAAAwg/O7CWm3TONwo/s1600-h/IMG_3345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33XImZZGEI/AAAAAAAAAwg/O7CWm3TONwo/s320/IMG_3345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151510091527690306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came back down after the "countdown".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33XI2ZZGFI/AAAAAAAAAwo/VcmWY6QV5ko/s1600-h/IMG_3354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33XI2ZZGFI/AAAAAAAAAwo/VcmWY6QV5ko/s320/IMG_3354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151510095822657618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the... jello.. something like that. It was so cute. it had Snowmens and candy cane and all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33XJGZZGGI/AAAAAAAAAww/N1oud8Bk8SU/s1600-h/IMG_3355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33XJGZZGGI/AAAAAAAAAww/N1oud8Bk8SU/s320/IMG_3355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151510100117624930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom cut the snowman's body. Everyone got emo.... because the snowman was headless... or bodyless.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33XJmZZGHI/AAAAAAAAAw4/tPfD_4xghLw/s1600-h/IMG_3359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33XJmZZGHI/AAAAAAAAAw4/tPfD_4xghLw/s320/IMG_3359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151510108707559538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty good. So.. yea, that was my Christmas. Boring...but ok la..... acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT.... Penang trip....omg.. need to wrap up 2007 already.....so lagging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558947-2771655804841066855?l=soulsproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2771655804841066855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558947&amp;postID=2771655804841066855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2771655804841066855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558947/posts/default/2771655804841066855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsproject.blogspot.com/2008/01/two-worlds-torn-apart.html' title='Two Worlds Torn Apart'/><author><name>CHiN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13051103226651859904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/SOO17LnJqfI/AAAAAAAABT0/_F0zC6L25Q0/S220/saja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gas0NnMrwUA/R33br2ZZGRI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Al-qiVZ6JnE/s72-c/IMG_3279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558947.post-8012089123908781806</id><published>2007-12-23T05:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T05:12:59.356+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Open Your Eyes, Embrace The Dawn</title><content type='html'>Langkawi~~! The land of cheap sins. Went with my family though, so nothin
