<?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-9287184</id><updated>2012-01-25T10:56:02.031+08:00</updated><category term='test test'/><title type='text'>SHoot me sHooot ME.......................</title><subtitle type='html'>The world from my point of view..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>188</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-662961582122557580</id><published>2010-02-19T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T18:31:53.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Malaysia Tuition</title><content type='html'>Hey guys...check this site out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://1malaysiatuition.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need a tutor go ahead and check the site out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-662961582122557580?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/662961582122557580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=662961582122557580&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/662961582122557580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/662961582122557580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2010/02/1-malaysia-tuition.html' title='1 Malaysia Tuition'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-5525750693045605774</id><published>2010-01-03T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:50:33.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reach</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Gloria Estefan - Reach lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some dreams live on in time forever&lt;br /&gt;Those dreams, you wnat with all your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll do whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;Follow through with the promise I made&lt;br /&gt;Put it all on the line&lt;br /&gt;What I hoped for at last would be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I could reach, higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just for one moment touch the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From that one moment in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm gonna be stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Know that I've tried my very best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd put my spirit to thetest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I could reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days are meant to be remembered&lt;br /&gt;Those days we rise avoce the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll go the distance this time&lt;br /&gt;Seeing more the higher I climb&lt;br /&gt;That the more I believe&lt;br /&gt;All the more that this dream will be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I could reach, higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just for one moment touch the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From that me moment in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm gonna be stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Know that I've tried my very best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd put my spirit to the tart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I could reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could reach, higher&lt;br /&gt;Just for one mometn touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;From that one moment in my life I'm gonna be etronger&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be so much stronger yes I am&lt;br /&gt;I put my stirit to the test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could reach, higher&lt;br /&gt;If I could, if I could&lt;br /&gt;If I could reach&lt;br /&gt;Reach, I'd reach, I'd reach&lt;br /&gt;I'd reach, I'd reach so much higher&lt;br /&gt;Be stronger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-5525750693045605774?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/5525750693045605774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=5525750693045605774&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5525750693045605774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5525750693045605774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2010/01/reach.html' title='Reach'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-1909788540082371825</id><published>2009-09-18T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T13:37:05.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The COMPLETE BRO CODE</title><content type='html'>The completed bro code guide and covers all skips in the article that were not covered in any episode of how i met your mother... Created by Barney Stinson and compiled and finished and partially written by joel johnson... special thanks to some fellow bros on face book and this one site about how men are suppose to behave... i would also like to thank my best bro's mike and brian for inspiration..remember bros before hoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fPreamble to the Bro Code&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the contract of becoming bros is made, verbal, written or otherwise, the bro code comes into effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bros will not be assumed to be exclusive unless each has explicitly granted the other exclusive Bro rights. If a Bro is not exclusive then a Bro may have more than one Bro. However, upon becoming exclusive, said Bro must break any Bro ties with all other Bros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 1:&lt;br /&gt;Bros before hoes. Always remember, girlfriends come and go, but your boys are always there. Breaking this rule is to commit the cardinal sin against Team Testosterone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 2:&lt;br /&gt;Never drink the last beer, unless you've been granted specific permission that it's OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 3:&lt;br /&gt;If a girl falls into the following criteria, she is off limits forever until the end of time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Was an ex-girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;B. Your friend specifically told you he wanted her.&lt;br /&gt;C. Is you're buddy's sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if it's your buddy's cousin, well she's up for grabs, and you're welcome to rub it in his face for years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 4:&lt;br /&gt;Never diss a guy if his team just lost a crushing game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 5:&lt;br /&gt;You must never own a cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New amendment to this rule: A Bro may never own more than 2 cats, but only if they adhere to the Bro Code&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 6:&lt;br /&gt;If you get 2 tickets to the big game, the priority list for granting the second ticket is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Your best friends (in order of how long you've known them).&lt;br /&gt;2. Your acquaintances.&lt;br /&gt;3. Your co-workers.&lt;br /&gt;4. The mailman.&lt;br /&gt;5. The UPS guy.&lt;br /&gt;6. NASA.&lt;br /&gt;7. John Kerry.&lt;br /&gt;....1,485,726. Your girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 7:&lt;br /&gt;You are allowed to enjoy exactly one chick TV show, and one chick flick. You may have no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 8:&lt;br /&gt;Birthday and Christmas presents for your guy friends are optional. Beer always makes a great gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 9:&lt;br /&gt;If you go the bar with your buddies, you must buy a round of drinks at least once. The Bro with the better paying job is required to buy the first round. If the other Bro is temporarily out of money or left his wallet at home drinks can be lended yet in the long run these drinks must be repaid, later that night by wingman services or any other act of entertainment or at the next gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 10:&lt;br /&gt;There are no mercy rules when playing someone in Madden, hoops, street hockey, bare-fisted boxing, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 11:&lt;br /&gt;If you owe someone money, pay them back as soon as humanly possible—unless it's a gambling debt, which must be paid immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 12:&lt;br /&gt;Standard shotgun rules are as follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Shotgun may only be called within full sight of the car.&lt;br /&gt;B. Shotgun must be called outside.&lt;br /&gt;C. Shotgun calls last approximately ten minutes.&lt;br /&gt;D. Shotgun never carries over to a second ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 13:&lt;br /&gt;NO PDA (Public Displays of Affection).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 14:&lt;br /&gt;It's alright to cheat at any game where money isn't involved. In certain circumstances, relationships may be classified as "games."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article: 15:&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell other guys elaborate stories about your weightlifting exercise routine. No one cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 16:&lt;br /&gt;Never openly question another guy's sports wisdom, unless said information specifically pertains to your favorite team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 17:&lt;br /&gt;When out with the guys, never accept a call from your girlfriend—unless she's dying or trapped under a burning fuel truck, and if that's the case, make it quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 18:&lt;br /&gt;Always allow a buffer zone at urinals and on couches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 19:&lt;br /&gt;Never share a bed with a guy, unless there's no way around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 20:&lt;br /&gt;Bros Before Hoes. I know, I already used it. I can't stress it enough, though. It is absolutely infuriating how many of my guy friends have become insufferable ***** since they've gone out with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 21:&lt;br /&gt;In a 6 person hot tub, there should be a maximum of 3 guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 22:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should not sing and dance at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 23:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should not watch Oxygen, Womens Entertainment, or Lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 24:&lt;br /&gt;Men do not lie about their age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 25:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should not swing his arms when he is walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 26: &lt;br /&gt;A Bro will, in a timely manner, alert his Bro to the existence of a girl fight. A Bro must never hesitate before communicating the possibility of fisticuffs between two humans of the female variety [[HENCEFORTH "GIRL FIGHT"]], in an effort to make possible and probable that another Bro or Bros can partake in observation. A timely manner is open to interpretation based on the initial Bro's viewing and processing of the potential feminine conflagration. Said Bro must use any and all methods of media distribution at his disposal, including but not limited to: telecommunications, elbow nudging, fiber optics, the Broney express, and postcards. If an informed Bro is unable to witness the girl fight firsthand, the spotter Bro is responsible for documenting and relating details of the girl fight via pictures, video*, or barring any other reasonable method, interpretive dance and/or pantomime. Tabling Bro obligations to witness a XX chromosomal scuffle is not only condoned, but encouraged, and in some cases, required. Please refer to the Brobligation rubric as elucidated in AMENDMENT 83: "The REALLY hot sister and other hump trumps."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 27:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should never carry a woman's handbag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 28:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should never go tanning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 29:&lt;br /&gt;No Bro should dye their hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 30:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should never refer to an athlete as a "stud"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 31:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should never cry during a movie. In the event that he does, he must under no circumstance admit it to anyone other than a girl he is trying to score with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 32:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should not "pop" his collar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 33:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should not speak more than two languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He has lived for a minimum of 9 months in a country whose main language is one of those languages&lt;br /&gt;2. He uses the extra language as a means of picking up women who only speak that language&lt;br /&gt;3. His job requires him to know more than 2 languages&lt;br /&gt;4. It is a means of only to impress women and nothing else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If in the occurrence that a Bro knows more than 2 languages, it is the given right for said bro to invite other bros to parties where this language is spoken, having said bro escort and be the official bilingual wingman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 34:&lt;br /&gt;Bro’s cannot make eye contact during a “devil’s threeway” (two dudes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 35:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should never say "it's to die for"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 36:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should not wear a scarf without a jacket or coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 37:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should not wear an ascot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 38:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should never use the following words: fantabulous, ginormous &amp;amp; fierce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 39:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should never wrap a towel around his head after leaving the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 40:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should never "sip" and alcoholic drink through a straw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 41:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should never wear a blouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 42:&lt;br /&gt;If you are not living with a girl you should not have tampons in your bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 43:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should not wear crocs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 44:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should not wear a leotard or do pirouettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 45:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should never wear a sweater over his shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 46:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should not eat grapes from the vines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 47:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should never rollerblade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 48:&lt;br /&gt;The word cute should not be used other then describing a chick they want to bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 49:&lt;br /&gt;If you compliment a guy on his six-pack, you better be referring to his beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 50:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should never, ever wear capri pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 51:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should not wear flip flops with a suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 52:&lt;br /&gt;No Bro should wear a speedo to the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 53:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro will, whenever possible, provide his Bro with protection. In the event that one Bro finds himself lacking the necessary prophylactic accoutrements needed to complete the act of coitus in a safe and effective manner, he is in the right to expect his Bro will use all measures within or without his means to provide the aforementioned prophylactic in a timely yet discreet fashion. When a Bro signals his need using previously agreed upon code words and/or body signage, it is understood that his Bro will discontinue all present activity [excepting the act of coitus itself [whereby which Bro vows to finish as quickly as possible]], in order to respond with a panoply of options at Bro-in-need's location. A Bro must patronize the most rapid method of transportation available while endeavoring to assist his Bro. In no instance may a two-wheeled bicycle be used* as this is not only humiliating, but also potentially harmful to the perineum - a zone of tissue perilously adjacent to noted sexual organs. In the event that a state, federal, international, or galactic law is breached due to recklessness, unacceptable levels of speed, and/or the hijacking of an airborne vehicle(s), it is understood that the primary Bro will shoulder any associated legal fees or fines. However, any costs or damages incurred from the use of public transportation are the responsibility of the secondary Bro alone as this is an instance of Quid Pro Bro. Upon arrival at the primary Bro's location, the secondary Bro must exercise complete discretion so as not to disrupt the primary Bro's "flow." It is understood that a Bro will engage in all training necessary to achieve this objective, including, at minimum, a five month Ninjitsu curriculum mastering the twin arts of stealth and secrecy.** Once the primary Bro has been supplied with the necessary prophylactic(s), the Brocedure is deemed complete upon exchange of the traditional, though in this case silent, "high five." Tacit in this unspoken ritual is the understanding that said episode will never be spoken of again, unless it's part of an awesome story. * Unless a bicycle is the ONLY form of transportation, as in some Cambodian villages **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 54:&lt;br /&gt;No Bro should make a kissing face in a photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 55:&lt;br /&gt;No Bro should wear girl jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 56:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro shall never reveal the score of a sporting event to another Bro until that Bro has thrice confirmed it's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 57:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro may not speculate on the expected Bro/chick ratio of a party or venue without first disclosing the present-time observed ratio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 58:&lt;br /&gt;If a Bro, for whatever reason, becomes aware of another Bro's girlfriend's birthday and/or anniversary date, he shall endeavor to make that information available to his Bro, regardless of whether he thinks his Bro already knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 59:&lt;br /&gt;One Bro makes a solo attack.&lt;br /&gt;A Second Bro provides a crutch,&lt;br /&gt;A third Bro rounds out the pack,&lt;br /&gt;But a fourth Bro is one too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 60:&lt;br /&gt;Should a Bro be near to closing with a girl, his Bro shall do anything within his means to ensure the desired outcome, up to and including the seduction of said girls wildly unattractive friend/cousin/sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 61:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro shall honor thy father and mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 62:&lt;br /&gt;In the event that two Bros acquire the same target, the Bro with the longer dry spell has dibs. Should the dry spells be of equal length, a game of discreet roshambo(rock paper scissors) shall determine the outcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 63:&lt;br /&gt;In a scenario in which two or more Bros are engaged in entertainment of the adult variety, one Bro is forbidden from intentionally or unintentionally touching another Bro in any capacity, including but not limited to; the high-five, the fist bump, or the congratulatory gluteus pat. Winking is also a no no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 64:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro must provide his Bro to a ticket to an event if said event involves the second Bro's favorite sports team in a playoff scenario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 65:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro must always reciprocate a round of drinks among Bros with the proviso that no existing wager supercedes this purchase and exchange of spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 66:&lt;br /&gt;If a Bro suffers pain due to the permanent dissolution of a relationship with a lady friend, a Bro shall offer nothing more than "that sucks, Bro" and copious quantities of beer. A Bro will also refrain from pejorative commentary - deserved or not - regarding said lady friend for a period of three months, when the requisite BACKSLIDE WINDOW has closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 67:&lt;br /&gt;Should a Bro pick up a guitar at a party and commence playing , another Bro shall point out that he is a tool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 68:&lt;br /&gt;If a Bro be on a hot streak, another Bro will do everything possible to ensure its longevity, even if that includes jeopardizing his own records, the missing of work; or temporary immigration to a foreign country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 69:&lt;br /&gt;No Bro should ever get a pedicure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 70:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should never highlight his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 71:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should not talk to another Bro in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 72:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should never sing show tunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 73:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should never eat out of another Bro's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 74:&lt;br /&gt;Two men should not share an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 75:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should not have "an outfit".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 76:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should not wear a white belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 77:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro never cries. Unless it’s regarding Article 31.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 78:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro should never wiggle out of a pair of pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 79:&lt;br /&gt;No Bro can hit another Bro in the groin unless victim Bro has broken the Bro code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 80:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro may never seek entertainment from professional women's sports. Unless said entertainment be comedic or physical e.g. gymnastics, beach volleyball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 81:&lt;br /&gt;What happens between bros stay between bros...&lt;br /&gt;also known as the what happens in vegas stays in vegas rule and the what happens on tour stays on tour rule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 82:&lt;br /&gt;If a Bro catches another Bro in plagiarism - albeit awesome plagiarism - a Bro shall be required to ask the Bro to cite his source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 83:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro can not cock-block another Bro UNLESS sleeping with said girl would break a Bro code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 84:&lt;br /&gt;Love thy neigh-Bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 85:&lt;br /&gt;No bros night out can start with "the wife put out some cheese" and end "with everyone at home by eleven, booya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 86:&lt;br /&gt;If said bros is lost to a relationship, they must void all rights to use the bros code for any purpose and are rightfully subjected to any and all humorous ploys made to said post-bros by previous bros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 87:&lt;br /&gt;A Bro shall at all times say 'Yes'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 88:&lt;br /&gt;Any bros who notice a fellow bros passed out at any social gathering due to drug or alcohol consumption, is obligated to take humiliating photo's and/or videos of the passed out bros; unless said bros has consumed a whiskey, rum, scotch or other hard liquor to an excess of a ratio of: once ounce:3kg of body mass (7lbs imperial)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 89:&lt;br /&gt;"A Bro may never pursue the mom of another Bro." Be it here resolved that at no point is it permissible for one Bro to engage in carnal delicacies with another Bro's mother. It is, however, allowed and encouraged for one Bro to graphically suggest to a Bro the athletic feats, animalia, and/or machinery utilized during a fictional encounter with his mom. [[NOTA BENE: It is customary for a Bro to avoid such Brocularity if his Bro's mom is a 9 or better, for fear of Oedipal inducement.]] Should a Bro discover his Bro is in fact adopted, he is free to pursue his Bro's adoptive mother, but only after first corroborating non-biological parentage through notarized birth certificates, hospital records, or comparative dioxyribonucleic acid gel electrophoresis, whichever is easiest. Since the adopted Bro cannot legitimately claim to have shared a canal with his Bro, ARTICLE 89 expressly prohibits the adopted Bro from invoking the Sloppy Second clause in any related filings with the International Court of Bros. Though the mom of a Bro is always off limits, the step-mom of a Bro is allowed if she initiates it and/or is wearing at least one article of leopard print clothing. If she looks good in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 90:&lt;br /&gt;No bros should know any fellow bros weight for any reason. Previous bros code stipulation should only have an assumed weight. If the assumed weight is on the turning point of humility and peace, humility over-rides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 91:&lt;br /&gt;When bros are up for the same promotion/job position and are subjected to interviews, bros in a prior interview must alert bros of any and all trick questions they can remember. This ensures all bros get an equal chance at the position/title because it is well known fact that the bros performing the interview wants to get the process over as quick as possible and the only way for a fair chance is to make all subsequent bros seem better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 92:&lt;br /&gt;When a bros introduces a fellow bros to their hot female friend, the introducer has the rights to the girl. The introduced bros can only attempt to get the girl if the introducer bros gives his consent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 93:&lt;br /&gt;If any bros acts out of line and defies any bros code during a multiple bros conversation with any number of girls, the other bros have the right to tell any humiliating stories and facts about said bros for the purpose of ruining said bros chances with the girl(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 94:&lt;br /&gt;Should a Bro (1st, 2nd or 3rd) be hooking up with an unattractive woman, the Bro that notices this must do all in their power to stop said Bro from closing the deal, unless they are helping another Bro with Article 60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article 95:&lt;br /&gt;Any girl passing out in a non-bedroom designated area of a dwelling occupied by more than one bros is not up for grabs under any circumstances. Additionally, said girl can be subjected to humiliating photos as long as other bros are alerted to its undertaking&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-1909788540082371825?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/1909788540082371825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=1909788540082371825&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/1909788540082371825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/1909788540082371825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2009/09/complete-bro-code.html' title='The COMPLETE BRO CODE'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-576567174524987188</id><published>2009-09-15T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:24:38.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>101 reasons why you should hate Kenya West is Dumb.!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>view the video &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1z8gCZ7zpsQ"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-576567174524987188?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/576567174524987188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=576567174524987188&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/576567174524987188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/576567174524987188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2009/09/101-reasons-why-you-should-hate-kenya.html' title='101 reasons why you should hate Kenya West is Dumb.!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-1269069178666680194</id><published>2009-09-12T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T14:19:16.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something about merdeka</title><content type='html'>Taken from &lt;a href="http://www.drlovembbl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alvin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Where did u go for merdeka eve ?? What did u  do for merdeka eve ? Did u have a blast ??? Merdeka celebration was a blast in  Kuala Lumpur !!! What Crap is this ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I just drove somewhere near had a meal with another  Malaysian and a Sri Lankan.. thats all.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Merdeka !! A word i respect.. a word i appreciate  very much.. a word that contains.. all the tears.. the blood and the pain.. gone  through by those people who fought for the independence of this country.. They  were UNITED and the fought for it with all their heart and they got it.. I still  remember my grandfather told me.. when they hear to Tunku Abdul Rahman's voice  saying MERDEKA proudly that day.. the people even had goose bumps.. it was that  special..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;They got the  independence.. for what ??? for us to still be like this ?? RACISM everywhere..  A fellow fren from another country said after spending few years here.. " Racism  is like a built in our body system and its like we r born with it ".. We must  feel ashamed when someone else see this in our country that we always BOAST  about being.. Multiracial.. Multicultured.. Multinational..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Young kids are being told by their parents.. that  is a malay.. this is an indian and the other one is a chinese.. why?? why they  should be told like this ?? why should they grow up thinking that we r all  different ?? My parents did not teach anything like that ?? Until this second..  I have Malay.. Chinese and Indian frenz who even do anything at all for me.. who  will even die for me.. If i can.. why cant the rest.. ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'll tell u what is Merdeka.. Merdeka is.. when we  be in this country without any difference.. Merdeka is when we see each other..  we be together.. we smile.. and do everything sincerely from the heart.. not  just for name sake.. smile in front of them.. and talk bad or hate them in  reality.. Merdeka is when u can count on anyone and trust them regardless of  RACE n RELIGION.. Merdeka is when there is no built in hatred among Malaysians..  Merdeka is when i see any application form.. without the Malay.. Indian..  Chinese.. and Lain Lain column.. There should only be 2 columns.. Malaysian and  Non Malaysian.. Merdeka is when one of us r in a foreign country and we can  still say proudly that I'm A Malaysian.. Merdeka is when there is TOTALLY NO  RACISM and difference between the people who were born and live  here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If all this happen..  then u come and ask me.. Lets Celebrate Merdeka.. I will surely celebrate  it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Do u all think this is  impossible.. I dont think so.. I think its very possible.. Its all in us.. If  everyone else think like i do.. We can achieve this.. and always remember.. even  now i'm writing for all of us.. for us Malaysians.. for our country  Malaysia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So lets do something  about this.. enuff is enuff.. we wanna be like this ? or we wanna become the  number 1 country in the world.. we are capable.. ONLY IF... we unite.. DONT  SIMPLY say.. sing or shout 1 MALAYSIA... NO USE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Lets make this become reality.. where can sincerely  feel and proudly say.. I'm Malaysian..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Towards a better future.. Best wishes of 52nd  Merdeka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-1269069178666680194?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/1269069178666680194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=1269069178666680194&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/1269069178666680194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/1269069178666680194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2009/09/something-about-merdeka.html' title='Something about merdeka'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-5715342803561718204</id><published>2009-09-06T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T20:06:43.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S class Accident</title><content type='html'>So tell me How can This&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SqOlaupaEFI/AAAAAAAAAZM/KB1M03ebJRc/s1600-h/benz_S320_cdi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 116px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SnWwWjMENSI/AAAAAAAAAY8/q7fEkHtH86k/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365388432531272994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-812675197962124231?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/812675197962124231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=812675197962124231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/812675197962124231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/812675197962124231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2009/08/best-way-to-cure-sore-throat.html' title='Best Way to cure Sore Throat'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SnWwWjMENSI/AAAAAAAAAY8/q7fEkHtH86k/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-6869909249257284400</id><published>2009-07-26T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T01:44:45.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Yasmin Ahmad</title><content type='html'>Damn..one of our country's best movie producer who produced beautiful adverts passed away. sigh. When will our country ever gonna get another person like her again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-6869909249257284400?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/6869909249257284400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=6869909249257284400&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/6869909249257284400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/6869909249257284400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2009/07/rip-yasmin-ahmad.html' title='RIP Yasmin Ahmad'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-7839693154843752591</id><published>2009-07-25T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T02:53:54.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Guns</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UHSiyBipdl8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UHSiyBipdl8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you know what's worth fighting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When it's not worth dying for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does it take you breath away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you feel yourself suffocating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does the pain weigh out the pride?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you look for a place to hide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did someone break your heart inside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're in ruins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lay down your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Give up the fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you're at the end of the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you lost all sense of control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And your thoughts have taken their toll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your faith walks on broken glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the hangover doesn't pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing's ever built to last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're in ruins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lay down your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Give up the fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did you try to live on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you burned down the house and home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did you stand too close to the fire?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When it's time to live and let die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you can't get another try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something inside this heart has died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're in ruins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lay down your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Give up the fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-7839693154843752591?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/7839693154843752591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=7839693154843752591&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7839693154843752591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7839693154843752591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2009/07/21-guns.html' title='21 Guns'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-367317775253708431</id><published>2009-07-20T12:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T13:07:24.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jurassic Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scenes From Jurassic Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SmP55ENRw5I/AAAAAAAAAYs/YNLjz6Do8oY/s1600-h/king_kong_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SmP55ENRw5I/AAAAAAAAAYs/YNLjz6Do8oY/s320/king_kong_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360402740278313874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SmP545YKc8I/AAAAAAAAAYk/3B8D_3jfqg4/s1600-h/Scenes-from-Jurassic-Park-part-1-jurassic-park-2346358-1024-576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SmP545YKc8I/AAAAAAAAAYk/3B8D_3jfqg4/s320/Scenes-from-Jurassic-Park-part-1-jurassic-park-2346358-1024-576.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360402737371182018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SmP54kpn41I/AAAAAAAAAYc/k3QoCPNseKQ/s1600-h/Scenes-from-Jurassic-Park-part-5-jurassic-park-2346520-1024-576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SmP54kpn41I/AAAAAAAAAYc/k3QoCPNseKQ/s320/Scenes-from-Jurassic-Park-part-5-jurassic-park-2346520-1024-576.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360402731807269714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SmP54iG0h8I/AAAAAAAAAYU/aUtQ2wqZV1c/s1600-h/Banner-Scene-jurassic-park-3783212-1057-773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SmP54iG0h8I/AAAAAAAAAYU/aUtQ2wqZV1c/s320/Banner-Scene-jurassic-park-3783212-1057-773.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360402731124426690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenes &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; From Jurassic Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SmP6TEhKUQI/AAAAAAAAAY0/6MRDRd5Rtgk/s1600-h/DSC00514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SmP6TEhKUQI/AAAAAAAAAY0/6MRDRd5Rtgk/s320/DSC00514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360403187038310658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;GG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-367317775253708431?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/367317775253708431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=367317775253708431&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/367317775253708431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/367317775253708431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2009/07/jurassic-park.html' title='Jurassic Park'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SmP55ENRw5I/AAAAAAAAAYs/YNLjz6Do8oY/s72-c/king_kong_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-6411466002564162874</id><published>2009-04-15T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T00:21:13.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>bubba_t2000: tan su yi...&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: i got some bad news and good news&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: yes?&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: my heart still can take it&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; bad news..his hard disk crashed....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: again???&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: his hard disk crashed&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: hmm&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: n then?&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; good news..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eventhough his hard disk crashed....i am still alive.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: cheh&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: not that good only what&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: ahahahahahhahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-6411466002564162874?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/6411466002564162874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=6411466002564162874&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/6411466002564162874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/6411466002564162874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2009/04/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-3348298718197160674</id><published>2009-03-12T16:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:52:52.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to KLIA Air traffic Control ( Part 2 )</title><content type='html'>ATC giving clearance for takeoff to Air Asia X'calibur A340 to Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OKacscpqZmk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OKacscpqZmk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not mistaken the ATC is communicating with IRAN AIR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ALAlhnybJoY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ALAlhnybJoY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View at the Control Tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SbkHsUQwBSI/AAAAAAAAAXY/WWAbImogv7Q/s1600-h/P1070178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SbkHsUQwBSI/AAAAAAAAAXY/WWAbImogv7Q/s320/P1070178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312285693394814242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Monitors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SbkHs0-lWKI/AAAAAAAAAXg/eVn74GXf2SM/s1600-h/P1070187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312285725708073250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;MAS B738 approaching KLIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SbkPfULXxwI/AAAAAAAAAX4/6v-ghuqC-1I/s1600-h/P1070190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SbkPfULXxwI/AAAAAAAAAX4/6v-ghuqC-1I/s320/P1070190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312294266126976770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air Asia A330 arriving from Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SbkPgejlyJI/AAAAAAAAAYI/NDYXYnfz29U/s1600-h/P1070203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-1587423712678802816</id><published>2009-03-07T15:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T16:07:47.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Trip to KLIA Air trafic controller</title><content type='html'>Air Iran requesting for Takeoff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6514180ba62e4ee0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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controller'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-9043952112755216458</id><published>2009-03-02T13:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:52:12.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first Food Post..</title><content type='html'>Yeah i know you peeps are looking forward to The China warrior crap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway here is some food critique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One sunny saturday, me, Bobo and Leau went to Ribs@ Oasis for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what we had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Appetizers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SbAC6b1ESSI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/FeDLSxjbAiM/s1600-h/DSC00196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SbAC6b1ESSI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/FeDLSxjbAiM/s320/DSC00196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309747163595819298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sauteed Mushrooms with Garlic and Thyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Absolutely 'weird' stle of cooking and the mushrooms are not well cooked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SatxBmUCAvI/AAAAAAAAAWw/dYhUEo2kJBU/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SatxBmUCAvI/AAAAAAAAAWw/dYhUEo2kJBU/s320/DSC00193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308460858064634610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sausages with Onion and Chili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quite ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Main Dishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SatxBp8iLAI/AAAAAAAAAWo/-vyMvacnDZ4/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SatxBp8iLAI/AAAAAAAAAWo/-vyMvacnDZ4/s320/DSC00192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308460859039820802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grilled Belly Oriental Pork Ribs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was a big portion with a very oriental souce. Taste was a bit weird for Bobo. Mashed potato was also a bit sucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SatxB1GVu_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/2gT1sAqP2dw/s1600-h/DSC00195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SatxB1GVu_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/2gT1sAqP2dw/s320/DSC00195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308460862033738738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roasted Smokey BBQ Baby Back Pork ribs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nice BBQ sauce with some taste of HP Sauce. BOBO enjoyed this which he said was ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SatxBlu2foI/AAAAAAAAAW4/dWt_fpq_f9U/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SatxBlu2foI/AAAAAAAAAW4/dWt_fpq_f9U/s320/DSC00194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308460857908690562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Clarendon;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#000000;"&gt;Pork Meatball Pasta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ( Leau called it Chinese Wan Tan Mee )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Juicy mouthful pork balls with mildly flavoured tomato sauce.Bobo liked it coz they used PORK..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deserts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SatxB25F9YI/AAAAAAAAAXI/qUiXRVR8R04/s1600-h/DSC00197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SatxB25F9YI/AAAAAAAAAXI/qUiXRVR8R04/s320/DSC00197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308460862515049858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple and Banana Crumble with Haagen Dazs ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quite OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Drinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iced Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riblicious Thrist Quencher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-9043952112755216458?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/9043952112755216458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=9043952112755216458&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/9043952112755216458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/9043952112755216458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first-food-post.html' title='My first Food Post..'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SbAC6b1ESSI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/FeDLSxjbAiM/s72-c/DSC00196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-4708164012137628554</id><published>2009-02-25T13:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:48:49.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The warrior from China ( Part 2 )</title><content type='html'>Things were getting bad in China with BOy Boy around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent people in China were getting jailed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SaTW4LKhmkI/AAAAAAAAAWI/NfYTRa-4D0s/s1600-h/26032008%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SaTW4LKhmkI/AAAAAAAAAWI/NfYTRa-4D0s/s320/26032008%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306602521507240514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China PoP Star &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Liu Britney&lt;/span&gt; who sang the famous song &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eat Me Babi One More Time&lt;/span&gt; got '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;speared'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SaTW4IponHI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/d0VYOWz5Qeo/s1600-h/28032008%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SaTW4IponHI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/d0VYOWz5Qeo/s320/28032008%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306602520832416882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was so much chaos everywhere.....seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt long before &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Persatuan Ultraman Bobo in China ( PUBIC )&lt;/span&gt; decided to send their strongest Man to fight off Lord Boy BOy and his group of cronies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SaTaLoFV5QI/AAAAAAAAAWg/tm6ivFF6Abg/s1600-h/DSC_0530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SaTaLoFV5QI/AAAAAAAAAWg/tm6ivFF6Abg/s320/DSC_0530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306606154222527746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Rushed in with his Special Vehicle preparing for battle.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SaTW34OgTDI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VmfyIerlgiM/s1600-h/28032008%28017%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SaTW34OgTDI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VmfyIerlgiM/s320/28032008%28017%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306602516423658546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he fought the battle like a true warrior ..........in his Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SaTaLdWgH4I/AAAAAAAAAWY/_Q4uDt_Gjs8/s1600-h/P1010687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SaTaLdWgH4I/AAAAAAAAAWY/_Q4uDt_Gjs8/s320/P1010687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306606151341711234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;To Be Continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-4708164012137628554?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/4708164012137628554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=4708164012137628554&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4708164012137628554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4708164012137628554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2009/02/warrior-from-china-part-2.html' title='The warrior from China ( Part 2 )'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SaTW4LKhmkI/AAAAAAAAAWI/NfYTRa-4D0s/s72-c/26032008%28005%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-8413465020979487110</id><published>2009-02-18T23:45:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:01:55.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The warrior from China</title><content type='html'>LOONGGGG before you time..in the southern province of China lived a chinese warrior by the name of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0aLZxt9gI/AAAAAAAAAVA/LJoI_IbbzAM/s1600-h/DSC_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0aLZxt9gI/AAAAAAAAAVA/LJoI_IbbzAM/s320/DSC_0511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304424719312614914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muthu ( Dont ask whats why the chinese warrior has an indian name, i am bad at history )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0aK6Sbv6I/AAAAAAAAAU4/GXhsq5jbwLE/s1600-h/DSC_0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0aK6Sbv6I/AAAAAAAAAU4/GXhsq5jbwLE/s320/DSC_0506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304424710859898786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..Muthu was a good swordsman. He could whoop  zorro ass  anytime. He was a nice guy, but the problem was he had too many scandals. ( His little sword controls his lust ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0ZHfwSK_I/AAAAAAAAAUw/nR5VydQt5wo/s1600-h/DSC_0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0ZHfwSK_I/AAAAAAAAAUw/nR5VydQt5wo/s320/DSC_0512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304423552686107634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result he has way 2 Many concubines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China was a happy place.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0bQb599CI/AAAAAAAAAVI/tGq1T0gZH6g/s1600-h/DSC_0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0bQb599CI/AAAAAAAAAVI/tGq1T0gZH6g/s320/DSC_0522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304425905295062050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People were Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0bQ-oKHsI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ofJaFnLNgb0/s1600-h/DSC_0542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0bQ-oKHsI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ofJaFnLNgb0/s320/DSC_0542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304425914615602882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sang songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was until Lord BOy BOy...the bad guy turn up with his 40 warriors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0c4gbOl4I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TlFPzwrNi7U/s1600-h/DSC_0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0c4gbOl4I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TlFPzwrNi7U/s320/DSC_0518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304427693214701442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh Yes....Lord BOy BOy with his Warriors..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0c4ZUZKZI/AAAAAAAAAVY/pwTU9gB8NQg/s1600-h/DSC_0517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0c4ZUZKZI/AAAAAAAAAVY/pwTU9gB8NQg/s320/DSC_0517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304427691306985874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but pardon Lord Boy BOy..he needs to check if he is a boy at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0es3Wj1WI/AAAAAAAAAVw/msXpEhmaLZs/s1600-h/Mariot+Dinner_98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0es3Wj1WI/AAAAAAAAAVw/msXpEhmaLZs/s320/Mariot+Dinner_98.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304429692233962850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With their appearance....everyone in China became so worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0etL6bSWI/AAAAAAAAAV4/N9v4JEPeTAc/s1600-h/Mariot+Dinner_56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0etL6bSWI/AAAAAAAAAV4/N9v4JEPeTAc/s320/Mariot+Dinner_56.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304429697753106786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Pinjiro from Fujian Province decided to take things into her own hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0esxdX2MI/AAAAAAAAAVo/eZtcQtF-LRE/s1600-h/Mariot+Dinner_33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0esxdX2MI/AAAAAAAAAVo/eZtcQtF-LRE/s320/Mariot+Dinner_33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304429690651924674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately.......she herself was disgusted at Lord BOy BOy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TO BE CONTINUED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-8413465020979487110?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/8413465020979487110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=8413465020979487110&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8413465020979487110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8413465020979487110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2009/02/warrior-from-china.html' title='The warrior from China'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SZ0aLZxt9gI/AAAAAAAAAVA/LJoI_IbbzAM/s72-c/DSC_0511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-9140868259835901964</id><published>2009-01-22T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T02:37:14.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My idol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SXi5B57-0rI/AAAAAAAAAUI/G0-dmyhznWc/s1600-h/amd_sullenberger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SXi5B57-0rI/AAAAAAAAAUI/G0-dmyhznWc/s320/amd_sullenberger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294184804357427890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;No city honors its heroes like &lt;a title="New York" href="http://www.nydailynews.com/topics/New+York"&gt;New York&lt;/a&gt; - and no one's more beloved here today than miracle pilot Chesley &lt;a title="Sully Sullenberger" href="http://www.nydailynews.com/topics/Sully+Sullenberger"&gt;"Sully" Sullenberger&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thousands of readers flooded nydailynews.com with suggestions on how to honor the &lt;a title="US Airways Group Inc." href="http://www.nydailynews.com/topics/US+Airways+Group+Inc."&gt;US Airways&lt;/a&gt; splashdown pilot whose &lt;a title="Hudson River" href="http://www.nydailynews.com/topics/Hudson+River"&gt;Hudson River&lt;/a&gt; landing is the talk of the whole world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's a sampling:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"This man deserves a ticker-tape parade! I believe he should be in the Canyon of Heroes!" wrote bonz7311.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"These are the people we should idolize," wrote denalist. "People that save lives. Give this man a medal!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wrote nicolo: "Give him the key to the city. A true hero, who remained calm, cool, collected, thought only of his passengers and crew and then made sure everyone got off the plane safely."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Sully! Sully! Sully!" cheered kingbenny. "Dude has ice-water in his veins ... Buy him a shot and a beer - just not before flight time."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Way to go Sully," posted Mr.Hotteeth. "I'm sure you won't have any problems getting a loan or getting someone to lend you a few bucks."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Sully, Sully, Sully," echoed Ernetoman. "I want that guy honored at the Super Bowl."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those weren't the only rewards suggested on the site for the savior of USAirways Flight 1549 - or "the flying stud" as one reader deemed Sullenberger - and there was more than one sports reference, too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Captain Sully," wrote LifeLongREALYan, "you are a true hero, not the false kind that are looked upon today for throwing a football or hitting a home run. The job you did, Captain, was to us a miracle but I'd bet dollars to donuts all you did was your job and what a job it was. Thank you sir for giving us all hope that things are going to start to turn around in this great country of ours."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"What an amazing story," wrote &lt;a title="Stewie Griffin" href="http://www.nydailynews.com/topics/Stewie+Griffin"&gt;Stewie Griffin&lt;/a&gt;. "I, like everyone else applaud this man's professionalism, poise and grace under fire. And they say &lt;a title="Mariano Rivera" href="http://www.nydailynews.com/topics/Mariano+Rivera"&gt;Mariano Rivera&lt;/a&gt; has ice water in his veins!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And DJfromBrooklyn even asked: "Maybe Sully is now the top candidate for the Jets job?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While Sullenberger might not be saving games for the &lt;a title="New York Yankees" href="http://www.nydailynews.com/topics/New+York+Yankees"&gt;Yankees&lt;/a&gt; or coaching Gang Green any time soon, he might have earned an even more distinguished position.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"It is only January 15th," wrote navy, "and we already have our 'Man of the Year 2009!' "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-9140868259835901964?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/9140868259835901964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=9140868259835901964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/9140868259835901964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/9140868259835901964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-idol.html' title='My idol'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SXi5B57-0rI/AAAAAAAAAUI/G0-dmyhznWc/s72-c/amd_sullenberger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-4174543670493798199</id><published>2009-01-13T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T22:51:26.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some photography</title><content type='html'>was kinnda bored at home, so i tried my hands on some photography. Many were rejects though and here is one of my best shot of the week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SWyqLvkk_PI/AAAAAAAAAUA/URIGBChzS5k/s1600-h/DSCN2600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SWyqLvkk_PI/AAAAAAAAAUA/URIGBChzS5k/s320/DSCN2600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290790780978658546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken using Nikon Coolpix 2100&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-4174543670493798199?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/4174543670493798199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=4174543670493798199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4174543670493798199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4174543670493798199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-photography.html' title='some photography'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SWyqLvkk_PI/AAAAAAAAAUA/URIGBChzS5k/s72-c/DSCN2600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-7214666622697471796</id><published>2008-12-31T14:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T14:36:42.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>donkey ? Shrek ?</title><content type='html'>my sister started with commenting on my display picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SVsQlMfY0oI/AAAAAAAAAT4/XNqJNwruLHk/s1600-h/donkey.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 88px; height: 125px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SVsQlMfY0oI/AAAAAAAAAT4/XNqJNwruLHk/s320/donkey.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285836818843488898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thasha says:&lt;br /&gt;the picture looks like you lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thasha says:&lt;br /&gt;he's so you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;you watchhed shrek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thasha says:&lt;br /&gt;yea... reallly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thasha says:&lt;br /&gt;oh course i did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thasha says:&lt;br /&gt;all 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;owh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;and your remind me of princess fiona..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thasha says:&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thasha says:&lt;br /&gt;yes it's ok i don't mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thasha says:&lt;br /&gt;beauty lies within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;so when you gonna find shrek.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thasha says:&lt;br /&gt;don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thasha says:&lt;br /&gt;i don't find shrek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thasha says:&lt;br /&gt;shrek finds me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;he gonna come .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;whisk you off your feet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;owh wait..he need a crane for that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thasha says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thasha says:&lt;br /&gt;i know my shrek will love me for who i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : If my sister were to act as Princess Fiona, the movie probably would be in Wide Screen Format. Go Figure..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-7214666622697471796?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/7214666622697471796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=7214666622697471796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7214666622697471796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7214666622697471796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/12/donkey-shrek.html' title='donkey ? Shrek ?'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SVsQlMfY0oI/AAAAAAAAAT4/XNqJNwruLHk/s72-c/donkey.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-385051780830248441</id><published>2008-12-31T03:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T03:39:07.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time of the sem again..</title><content type='html'>Yeah...i know...this is the time of the sem again. The dreaded Exam week. Thinking back, i remember i wrote a famous post on this a few years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tharan.blogspot.com/2006/09/study-week.html"&gt;http://tharan.blogspot.com/2006/09/study-week.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-385051780830248441?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/385051780830248441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=385051780830248441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/385051780830248441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/385051780830248441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-of-sem-again.html' title='time of the sem again..'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-3323956767152637708</id><published>2008-12-24T01:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:12:48.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SVEb8Cwj1SI/AAAAAAAAATw/zxOe1YqQr_Y/s1600-h/DSCN2517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SVEb8Cwj1SI/AAAAAAAAATw/zxOe1YqQr_Y/s320/DSCN2517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283034556228949282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas Everyone.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s I drew that when i was 7 .......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-3323956767152637708?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/3323956767152637708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=3323956767152637708&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3323956767152637708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3323956767152637708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SVEb8Cwj1SI/AAAAAAAAATw/zxOe1YqQr_Y/s72-c/DSCN2517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-3806141364873319974</id><published>2008-12-18T13:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:59:05.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because i am</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Dear all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I am a Malaysian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I have friends of all races. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I do not care what they say about race and who is leading who. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Without anyone of us, there won't be any of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I believe you share the same sentiment too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I care about every race in Malaysia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Cause I am not racist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I know you are not too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken and eddited from http://blog.jasonaw.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-3806141364873319974?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/3806141364873319974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=3806141364873319974&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3806141364873319974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3806141364873319974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/12/because-i-am.html' title='Because i am'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-4918707378157328537</id><published>2008-12-15T23:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T00:11:43.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back once again</title><content type='html'>Lonnnngggg Before your time, in a time where your grandfather tried acting Macho but ended up looking like a Macha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SUaAfQAeDuI/AAAAAAAAATQ/e6sVv2cxibg/s1600-h/n528443447_754663_4865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SUaAfQAeDuI/AAAAAAAAATQ/e6sVv2cxibg/s320/n528443447_754663_4865.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280048887499722466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lived 2 char siew Pau's. They lived inside a dim sum shop. They were happy together but they were lonely....nobody wanted them. Actually Nobody wanted to buy and eat them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who came all went and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SUaAfmmhKMI/AAAAAAAAATY/oy6Ppkqhdu8/s1600-h/main-image-food.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SUaAfmmhKMI/AAAAAAAAATY/oy6Ppkqhdu8/s320/main-image-food.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280048893564889282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought the Main Dishes. Nobody bothered to look at this Side Dishes, so they were sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day......because they were getting old, The Dim Sum Uncle took them and threw them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like humans...they ended up in 'somewhere up there' .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as they reached 'up there ', they met up with The King Of Food. The King Of Food  took a look at them and touched both of them and quickly said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Kuantan Char Siew Pau better. How can people be eating rubbish like this. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result they were sent to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SUaAfvDcHVI/AAAAAAAAATg/T8rNBjuGQfw/s1600-h/51zsvnr-OKL._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SUaAfvDcHVI/AAAAAAAAATg/T8rNBjuGQfw/s320/51zsvnr-OKL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280048895833677138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being there for many years, The ' devils over could not take it anymore. One of the Char Siew Pau's kept sleeping while the other just kept flirting with all the others. One day, the devils could not take it anymore. This is because one of the Char Siew Pau's flirted with a hot chick by the name of  Maggi Wan Tan Mee. As a result, they were banished and sent back to earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SUaAf8gKFWI/AAAAAAAAATo/df1Q-qVIZyM/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SUaAf8gKFWI/AAAAAAAAATo/df1Q-qVIZyM/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280048899443791202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as 2 side dishes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-4918707378157328537?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/4918707378157328537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=4918707378157328537&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4918707378157328537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4918707378157328537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-once-again.html' title='back once again'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SUaAfQAeDuI/AAAAAAAAATQ/e6sVv2cxibg/s72-c/n528443447_754663_4865.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-8958968012674708032</id><published>2008-11-26T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:44:01.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind beneath my wings</title><content type='html'>I wonder the wind beneath my wings would be smelly...anyway its a nice song btw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bette midler- &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Wind Beneath My Wings"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.&lt;br /&gt;It must have been cold there in my shadow,&lt;br /&gt;to never have sunlight on your face.&lt;br /&gt;You were content to let me shine, that's your way.&lt;br /&gt;You always walked a step behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was the one with all the glory,&lt;br /&gt;while you were the one with all the strength.&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful face without a name for so long.&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful smile to hide the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever know that you're my hero,&lt;br /&gt;and everything I would like to be?&lt;br /&gt;I can fly higher than an eagle,&lt;br /&gt;'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might have appeared to go unnoticed,&lt;br /&gt;but I've got it all here in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it.&lt;br /&gt;I would be nothing without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever know that you're my hero?&lt;br /&gt;You're everything I wish I could be.&lt;br /&gt;I could fly higher than an eagle,&lt;br /&gt;'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever tell you you're my hero?&lt;br /&gt;You're everything, everything I wish I could be.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,&lt;br /&gt;'cause you are the wind beneath my wings,&lt;br /&gt;'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the wind beneath my wings.&lt;br /&gt;You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings.&lt;br /&gt;Fly, fly, fly away. You let me fly so high.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly, fly, fly high against the sky,&lt;br /&gt;so high I almost touch the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, thank you,&lt;br /&gt;thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jZtncDSUHgA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jZtncDSUHgA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-8958968012674708032?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/8958968012674708032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=8958968012674708032&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8958968012674708032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8958968012674708032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/11/wind-beneath-my-wings.html' title='Wind beneath my wings'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-2962704151888589988</id><published>2008-11-15T04:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T09:39:21.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some ol ass videos</title><content type='html'>any of you peeps remember this video, of me being a Sports reporter during one of Fabians's football matches last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-2962704151888589988?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/2962704151888589988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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F.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Believe the unbelievable&lt;br /&gt;Dare to dream&lt;br /&gt;Never take no for an answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-3741567996946402191?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/3741567996946402191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=3741567996946402191&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3741567996946402191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3741567996946402191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/11/tony-f.html' title='tony F.'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-8935991400926215600</id><published>2008-10-09T12:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:07:33.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SO2C9gYxvdI/AAAAAAAAAPk/zixvtgMnxdQ/s1600-h/William_Shakespeare_portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SO2C9gYxvdI/AAAAAAAAAPk/zixvtgMnxdQ/s320/William_Shakespeare_portrait.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255000333388725714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Shakespeare ( 1564- 1616 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" To Be or Not To Be "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SO2C994obgI/AAAAAAAAAPs/c8Y5_xz9zFk/s1600-h/n517954164_142243_1134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SO2C994obgI/AAAAAAAAAPs/c8Y5_xz9zFk/s320/n517954164_142243_1134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255000341306961410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobo Shakes His Spear ( 1986 -  Present )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" To Sleep or Not to Sleep "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-8935991400926215600?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/8935991400926215600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=8935991400926215600&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8935991400926215600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8935991400926215600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/10/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SO2C9gYxvdI/AAAAAAAAAPk/zixvtgMnxdQ/s72-c/William_Shakespeare_portrait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-894334002839370974</id><published>2008-09-26T04:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T04:16:04.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When a side dish meets another side dish</title><content type='html'>They were each looking for a side dish....i guess they found each other....&lt;br /&gt;GG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SNvw65pl8pI/AAAAAAAAAO8/L-FCvpSrX6s/s1600-h/steve.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SNvw65pl8pI/AAAAAAAAAO8/L-FCvpSrX6s/s320/steve.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250054685328798354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SNvw6Td8_BI/AAAAAAAAAO0/GvykKMiCKK8/s1600-h/bobo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SNvw6Td8_BI/AAAAAAAAAO0/GvykKMiCKK8/s320/bobo.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250054675079429138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-894334002839370974?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/894334002839370974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=894334002839370974&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/894334002839370974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/894334002839370974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-side-dish-meets-another-side-dish.html' title='When a side dish meets another side dish'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SNvw65pl8pI/AAAAAAAAAO8/L-FCvpSrX6s/s72-c/steve.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-5439923432276691874</id><published>2008-09-12T14:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T14:59:07.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2 friends</title><content type='html'>When i think of my 2 friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SMoSdPqbIkI/AAAAAAAAAOM/_7gyuU21D-M/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SMoSdPqbIkI/AAAAAAAAAOM/_7gyuU21D-M/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245025009656341058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture painted in my mind reminds me of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SMoSdL-C9HI/AAAAAAAAAOU/G9NAsO_W4yc/s1600-h/pigs+in+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SMoSdL-C9HI/AAAAAAAAAOU/G9NAsO_W4yc/s320/pigs+in+love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245025008664900722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when one friend of mine is sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SMoSdecjZTI/AAAAAAAAAOc/dRwa9cYlPes/s1600-h/Photo-0410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SMoSdecjZTI/AAAAAAAAAOc/dRwa9cYlPes/s320/Photo-0410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245025013624694066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SMoSdmN1DJI/AAAAAAAAAOs/dmBuXx76_oc/s1600-h/6a00d83451c53969e200e54f21c8c38833-640wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SMoSdmN1DJI/AAAAAAAAAOs/dmBuXx76_oc/s320/6a00d83451c53969e200e54f21c8c38833-640wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245025015710420114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder when one friend of mine is sleeping....what is the other friend of mine doing ?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SMoSdpK1VeI/AAAAAAAAAOk/zRPpJoTgsYo/s1600-h/pigs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SMoSdpK1VeI/AAAAAAAAAOk/zRPpJoTgsYo/s320/pigs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245025016503162338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets just hope, he is playing Choo Choo Train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-5439923432276691874?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/5439923432276691874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=5439923432276691874&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5439923432276691874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5439923432276691874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-2-friends.html' title='My 2 friends'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SMoSdPqbIkI/AAAAAAAAAOM/_7gyuU21D-M/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-4421601049210164031</id><published>2008-09-10T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:46:12.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our fav Bolehland</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Get Vietnamese workers, dogs missing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Get  Bangladeshi workers, Malay girls missing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Get Indonesian workers,  money missing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Get Indian workers, jewellery missing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Get Chinese  workers, husbands missing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Call the police, the  evidence goes missing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Call the lawyers, the judge go  missing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Call the ministry of transport, the reports o  missing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Change the government, funds go missing.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Say  something and you may be missing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Malaysia People...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-4421601049210164031?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/4421601049210164031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=4421601049210164031&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4421601049210164031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4421601049210164031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-fav-bolehland.html' title='our fav Bolehland'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-7951965019370956549</id><published>2008-09-02T02:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T02:30:03.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it could have been the end</title><content type='html'>you know...i have never written any emotional post before....but for just this once...JUST THIS once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you guys know...i nearly died half an hour ago. I was with my friend, and he was taking me on a spin on his bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we werent speeding, but we wanted to make a U- turn. And yeah....we didnt know. There was this car. Speeding like a bullet....it just MISSED US...it was like so damn close....so close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wondered, if it hit us, i wondered if we would have survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the incident, we were rather shaken up. and yeah..i was thinking if we were hit, i had a lot of unfinished business to settle. a lot of things had to be done,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would have been my last BKT for dinner,&lt;br /&gt;My last Chicken rice for Lunch in SK,&lt;br /&gt;The last FEG outing on sat night,&lt;br /&gt;The last time i went to sunway on Friday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things... alot of things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family, my friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt tell them how much i love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is short...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine could have ended shorter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it didnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;appreciate .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-7951965019370956549?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/7951965019370956549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=7951965019370956549&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7951965019370956549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7951965019370956549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-could-have-been-end.html' title='it could have been the end'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-6721836025825749718</id><published>2008-08-31T02:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T02:15:51.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLmNJcUM73I/AAAAAAAAANk/rxjlNZQfEfo/s1600-h/Mariot+Dinner_90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240374834781548402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLmNJcUM73I/AAAAAAAAANk/rxjlNZQfEfo/s320/Mariot+Dinner_90.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what was Ping Ting telling........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLmNJvpDyrI/AAAAAAAAANs/sUN80WULQyI/s1600-h/Mariot+Dinner_139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240374839969303218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLmNJvpDyrI/AAAAAAAAANs/sUN80WULQyI/s320/Mariot+Dinner_139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robot slap his forehead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLmNJ4gRWCI/AAAAAAAAAN0/kMX3XOO8gew/s1600-h/Mariot+Dinner_100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240374842348361762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLmNJ4gRWCI/AAAAAAAAAN0/kMX3XOO8gew/s320/Mariot+Dinner_100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie hide under the Table Napkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLmNKPQJswI/AAAAAAAAAN8/b7cSd-qBClc/s1600-h/Mariot+Dinner_131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240374848454767362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLmNKPQJswI/AAAAAAAAAN8/b7cSd-qBClc/s320/Mariot+Dinner_131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kang Kang Laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLmNKO4N-2I/AAAAAAAAAOE/2TtgiF4X8iE/s1600-h/Mariot+Dinner_133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240374848354384738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLmNKO4N-2I/AAAAAAAAAOE/2TtgiF4X8iE/s320/Mariot+Dinner_133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Aaron touch his chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wonder ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLmNJ4gRWCI/AAAAAAAAAN0/kMX3XOO8gew/s1600-h/Mariot+Dinner_100.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-6721836025825749718?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/6721836025825749718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=6721836025825749718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/6721836025825749718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/6721836025825749718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-just-wonder.html' title='i just wonder'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLmNJcUM73I/AAAAAAAAANk/rxjlNZQfEfo/s72-c/Mariot+Dinner_90.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-6309979117028242112</id><published>2008-08-27T12:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T17:47:59.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention........</title><content type='html'>Attention peeps out there....especially girls, or guys who wanna look like girls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to look cool with the latest fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the answer is yes, then please make your way to the coolest fashion site in town...&lt;a href="http://fashionrobots.blogspot.com/"&gt;THE FASHION ROBOTS .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers...and yeah. dont be an ordinary robot..be a Fashion Robot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-6309979117028242112?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/6309979117028242112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=6309979117028242112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/6309979117028242112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/6309979117028242112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/08/attention.html' title='Attention........'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-5479210080899926727</id><published>2008-08-26T01:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T01:40:58.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>Harry Potter...hmm. I guess that its a very familiar name to you all. To begin with, it was my nickname way back in Form 4 when i was a prefect. All those Rascals who gave problems to the school nicknamed me Harry Potter. I always wondered why ? until my friend told me that when i started wearing glasses i looked like Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, during OC 2007 play, i was Harry Potter. Damn. it brought back memories of the old days when this guy who sees me used to call me... HEY LOOK..its Harry POTTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no..i didnt write his name under the BP010 ( Tidak Menghormati Pengawas )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway..if i was Harry Potter. This would be some of the things i would have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would turn this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLLuDzaLdRI/AAAAAAAAANU/Kx8YmdIkaic/s1600-h/n517954164_142243_1134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLLuDzaLdRI/AAAAAAAAANU/Kx8YmdIkaic/s320/n517954164_142243_1134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238511065692337426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobo Chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into This&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLLs61Qn4_I/AAAAAAAAAMs/h5DJ_qYSPzw/s1600-h/27239382_d46ee99b63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLLs61Qn4_I/AAAAAAAAAMs/h5DJ_qYSPzw/s320/27239382_d46ee99b63.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238509812058678258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would Turn This&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLLs6tDUsgI/AAAAAAAAAMk/vdDWg-6s9lk/s1600-h/n591335953_796473_6061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLLs6tDUsgI/AAAAAAAAAMk/vdDWg-6s9lk/s320/n591335953_796473_6061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238509809855410690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into This&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLLs6w9-fdI/AAAAAAAAAM0/0svxkoclXok/s1600-h/a_black_man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLLs6w9-fdI/AAAAAAAAAM0/0svxkoclXok/s320/a_black_man.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238509810906725842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would turn this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLLs7gWdXsI/AAAAAAAAANE/7we2mYOKUcw/s1600-h/P1000310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLLs7gWdXsI/AAAAAAAAANE/7we2mYOKUcw/s320/P1000310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238509823625879234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard T. F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into This&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLLs7UDP9nI/AAAAAAAAAM8/4zot_EJ3PG8/s1600-h/DWS-Colombia-oldlady-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLLs7UDP9nI/AAAAAAAAAM8/4zot_EJ3PG8/s320/DWS-Colombia-oldlady-big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238509820324083314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would turn this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLLuD2dOXDI/AAAAAAAAANM/a1puWIUcMxM/s1600-h/n760786907_1100080_1466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLLuD2dOXDI/AAAAAAAAANM/a1puWIUcMxM/s320/n760786907_1100080_1466.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238511066510416946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taufik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into This&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLLuEGGlcOI/AAAAAAAAANc/bubGRdb0KeM/s1600-h/Sarma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLLuEGGlcOI/AAAAAAAAANc/bubGRdb0KeM/s320/Sarma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238511070710427874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-5479210080899926727?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/5479210080899926727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=5479210080899926727&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5479210080899926727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5479210080899926727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/08/harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SLLuDzaLdRI/AAAAAAAAANU/Kx8YmdIkaic/s72-c/n517954164_142243_1134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-8180274474852285976</id><published>2008-08-19T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T19:36:48.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to ponder</title><content type='html'>I was once at this leadership camp a few years back, and one of the instructors told us this story after a module that we have done. It brought tears to everyone eyes ..honestly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few years ago at the Seattle Special Olympics, nine contestants, all physically or mentally disabled, assembled at the starting line for the 100-yard dash. At the gun, they all started out, not exactly in a dash, but with a relish to run the race to the finish and win.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;All, that is, except one boy who stumbled on the asphalt, tumbled over a couple of times and began to cry. The other eight heard the boy cry. They slowed down and looked back. They all turned around and went back. Every one of them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;One girl with Down's Syndrome bent down and kissed him and said, "This will make it better."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;All nine linked arms and walked across the finish line together.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Everyone in the stadium stood, and the cheering went on for several minutes. People who were there are still telling the story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;What matters in life is more than winning for ourselves. What really matters is helping others as well even though we need to slow down on our pace or probably lose something in return and maybe even change our directions in life. But end of the day, You still WIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-8180274474852285976?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/8180274474852285976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=8180274474852285976&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8180274474852285976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8180274474852285976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/08/something-to-ponder.html' title='Something to ponder'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-7010855471102025258</id><published>2008-08-16T23:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T00:05:14.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to my Friend ( Part One )</title><content type='html'>Dear Steve,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you ? How have you been keeping. Dont drink so much, it is bad for you Health. I know you are a true blooded indian that was made in China to cut cost, but try not to drink so much k. Anyhow, did you do your Numerical &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANAL&lt;/span&gt;ysis tutorial. I am sure you did, for you always had an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANAL&lt;/span&gt;ytical mind among all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, how is your Sugar Pie, BOBO ? Are you guys having a nice time playing backdoors, I am sure you are, for BOBO always thought that you were his MAIN DISH. You always  tell me that Love is Blind.  I truly agree after seeing both of you together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SKb4XGN-yCI/AAAAAAAAAMc/cnY8JsGXnB0/s1600-h/IMG_8932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SKb4XGN-yCI/AAAAAAAAAMc/cnY8JsGXnB0/s320/IMG_8932.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235144692554713122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the day you told me this quote ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;" Loving a guy is like loving the sport u admire the most, it is hard work, takes allot of your time, but it is worth getting hot, sweaty n upset about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SKb4W_8AVjI/AAAAAAAAAMM/EXEXck_nrww/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SKb4W_8AVjI/AAAAAAAAAMM/EXEXck_nrww/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235144690868704818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i didnt understand what it meant and it does not apply to me, i will keep it in mind and tell every girl that i see. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could never forget the day that BOBO had his first pair of  " &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pau's&lt;/span&gt; " . You were so excited, you shedded tears of joy. I know...you were grateful it was something , i am sure you expected some " &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tai Pau&lt;/span&gt; " but you were still very proud of that moment right. You told me, we must be grateful with what god gave us. And yes, i believe in that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SKb4XC8GsaI/AAAAAAAAAMU/BhIH-8jcD9E/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SKb4XC8GsaI/AAAAAAAAAMU/BhIH-8jcD9E/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235144691674427810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But My friend Steve, there is a lot more i have to say. A lot more. I will continue in my next letter to you. Till then, play safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Tharan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-7010855471102025258?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/7010855471102025258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=7010855471102025258&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7010855471102025258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7010855471102025258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/08/letter-to-my-friend-part-one.html' title='A Letter to my Friend ( Part One )'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SKb4XGN-yCI/AAAAAAAAAMc/cnY8JsGXnB0/s72-c/IMG_8932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-3658070956828528621</id><published>2008-08-13T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:19:43.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing the karen Cheng</title><content type='html'>Have you ever heard of the Karen Cheng Pose ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about a blogger by the name of Karen Cheng who whip out her digital camera, snap a photo of herself in the mirror, and then upload it onto her blog. And she only does it when she wears something nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SKLecKdGIbI/AAAAAAAAALs/XiAsa4E6AGo/s1600-h/2738710452_54e46b1bcd_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SKLecKdGIbI/AAAAAAAAALs/XiAsa4E6AGo/s320/2738710452_54e46b1bcd_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233990292382032306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.....since i am so gatal and my hands are a bit itchy....so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets do the Karen Cheng Pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SKLecVEvD4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/ZFf8eLBcCDg/s1600-h/Photo-0382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SKLecVEvD4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/ZFf8eLBcCDg/s320/Photo-0382.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233990295232647042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SKLfQl0qC7I/AAAAAAAAAME/zLjAyYznCmc/s1600-h/Photo-0383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SKLfQl0qC7I/AAAAAAAAAME/zLjAyYznCmc/s320/Photo-0383.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233991193081809842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;GG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Btw you guys can read about Karen Cheng's life &lt;a href="http://www.karencheng.com.au/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-3658070956828528621?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/3658070956828528621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=3658070956828528621&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3658070956828528621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3658070956828528621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/08/doing-karen-cheng.html' title='Doing the karen Cheng'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SKLecKdGIbI/AAAAAAAAALs/XiAsa4E6AGo/s72-c/2738710452_54e46b1bcd_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-3844316066710330853</id><published>2008-08-07T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T23:28:39.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Main Dishes</title><content type='html'>BOBO's Main Dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dish One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJsS4BhqjqI/AAAAAAAAALU/OfoLGIViCYI/s1600-h/111ud0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJsS4BhqjqI/AAAAAAAAALU/OfoLGIViCYI/s320/111ud0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231796145812573858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name     : Duckie Lim&lt;br /&gt;Age        : 20&lt;br /&gt;Ratings : 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dish 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJsS4Z_vfmI/AAAAAAAAALk/pzJHVST7Hcw/s1600-h/333hj8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJsS4Z_vfmI/AAAAAAAAALk/pzJHVST7Hcw/s320/333hj8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231796152381177442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name : Chicky Chin Kai Fan&lt;br /&gt;Age    : 21&lt;br /&gt;Ratings : 3.5 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dish 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJsS4EoH5tI/AAAAAAAAALc/Rx395zbkHFQ/s1600-h/222xo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJsS4EoH5tI/AAAAAAAAALc/Rx395zbkHFQ/s320/222xo4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231796146644969170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name :  Piggy Chan Chu Rou&lt;br /&gt;Age    : 22&lt;br /&gt;Ratings : 5 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go....His MAIN DISHES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-3844316066710330853?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/3844316066710330853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=3844316066710330853&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3844316066710330853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3844316066710330853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/08/main-dishes.html' title='Main Dishes'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJsS4BhqjqI/AAAAAAAAALU/OfoLGIViCYI/s72-c/111ud0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-3445458908120635633</id><published>2008-08-07T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T00:11:26.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;" lang="EN-AU"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;hen things go wrong, as they sometimes will,&lt;br /&gt;When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,&lt;br /&gt;When the funds are low, and the debts are high,&lt;br /&gt;And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,&lt;br /&gt;When care is pressing you down a bit,&lt;br /&gt;Rest if you must, but don't you quit.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;Life is queer with its twists and turns,&lt;br /&gt;As every one of us sometimes learns,&lt;br /&gt;And many a failure turns about,&lt;br /&gt;when he might have won had he stuck it out;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up though the pace seems slow,&lt;br /&gt;You may succeed with another blow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;Success is failure turned inside out,&lt;br /&gt;The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,&lt;br /&gt;And you never can tell how close you are,&lt;br /&gt;It may be near when it seems so far;&lt;br /&gt;So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,&lt;br /&gt;It's when things seem worst, that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;You Must Not Quit.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                                    &lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;C. W. &lt;span class="SpellE"&gt;Longenecker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-3445458908120635633?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/3445458908120635633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=3445458908120635633&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3445458908120635633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3445458908120635633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/08/randomness.html' title='randomness...'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-3055700955587635047</id><published>2008-08-06T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T21:38:01.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something from my mail</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt; Barber in NEW YORK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  There was once a very good barber in NEW YORK, he  gives          Free Haircut to everybody who comes into his shop  to have their haircuts. &lt;br /&gt;                                                                     One day a florist goes to him for a haircut.                               &lt;br /&gt;After the cut, he goes to pay the barber and the  barber replies:    'I am sorry. I cannot accept money from you. I am  doing community    service.'                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;The Florist is happy and leaves the shop.                             The next morning when the barber goes to open his shop,               there is a thank you card and a dozen roses waiting at his  door .   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A policeman goes for a haircut and he also goes to pay the  barber after   &lt;br /&gt;the cut.                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;But the barber replies:                                                    &lt;br /&gt;'I am sorry. I cannot accept money from you. I am doing  community         &lt;br /&gt;service.'                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;The cop is happy and leaves the shop.                                      &lt;br /&gt;The next morning the barber goes to open his shop,                         &lt;br /&gt;there is a thank you card and a dozen donuts waiting at his  door.         &lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;A Malaysian software engineer goes for a haircut and he also goes        &lt;br /&gt;to pay the barber after the cut.                                           &lt;br /&gt;But the barber replies:                                                    &lt;br /&gt;'I am sorry. I cannot accept money from you. I am doing community          &lt;br /&gt;service.'                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;The Malaysian software engineer is very happy and leaves.                &lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;The next morning when the barber goes to open his shop, guess what he      &lt;br /&gt;finds there..............                                                    &lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a dozen of Malaysians waiting for a free haircut! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-3055700955587635047?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/3055700955587635047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=3055700955587635047&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3055700955587635047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3055700955587635047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/08/something-from-my-mail.html' title='something from my mail'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-7803201800226840194</id><published>2008-08-01T19:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T20:29:20.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Broken Heart : The Ciline Story</title><content type='html'>A True Story.... of a Rubber Toy ball who loved another Rubber Toy Ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Absolute Tear Jerker.....i hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJL77ROvRBI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Y0nlNDemZuo/s1600-h/P1010704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJL77ROvRBI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Y0nlNDemZuo/s320/P1010704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229519112986641426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, My name is Ciline. I am not sure how old i am because my owner never thought me how to count. I think i am less than 1 year old because there has been no birthday celebration in my life. Hmm, its allright, birthdays are not important anyway. Since the day i was kidnapped by an Angel who took me away from my family. The Angel was nice you know, she took care of me for a short while before she handed me to some coconut. That coconut then handed me to my current Owner. So that is how i came to this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At First, everyone around in the community liked me. I was Well Rounded, big and Bouncy. Yeah, i know some of you corrupted buggers would think dirty, but i was an innocent young ball. All i wanted was some love and care. I make people happy by letting them press me, squeeze me and so on so forth. But you know something, i am very special you know. I have a light inside me. Whenever people shake me, i light up. Like my angel said , It lights up your heart.I lived a very blessed live, it was great. People loved me, And i loved everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until one fine day. Some evil Giant by the name of BOBO, who sleeps like a pig, looks like a pig, eats like a pig, talks like a pig...everything about him also like a pig... even the pig also he eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJL_i_GdDWI/AAAAAAAAALM/uggwQbBUP7Q/s1600-h/DSC01533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJL_i_GdDWI/AAAAAAAAALM/uggwQbBUP7Q/s320/DSC01533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229523093849705826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this giant BOBO he came...and ....and....and....and.... and..* Sobs Sobs * I tried to shout no.....but..* Sobs Sobs* he was Strong. I tried to push him away..* Sobs Sobs * but he kept reaching for me * Sobs Sobs * but....he ..he...he...Started Holding me...and...Owh..i cant continue. Then suddenly...i lost it all....whatever i had in me that held me together...all gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;All the king's horses and all the king's men&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Couldn't put Humpty together again.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my road to recovery was something like that story  just that i was a little bit more lucky. I was placed together again, just that i looked a bit handicapped. Its not the same anymore for me as i am short, stout and ugly. People dont come and play with me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJL77muP0dI/AAAAAAAAAKM/_hR14KM3PZc/s1600-h/P1010710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJL77muP0dI/AAAAAAAAAKM/_hR14KM3PZc/s320/P1010710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229519118755942866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only my owner still likes me. I was placed next to his bed. I looked rather sad in there, dark, gloomy and there are a lot of mosquitoes. Every Morning  i get up with a jolt as i hear my friend Sam Sung the Handphone screaming something stupid. But, sometimes, actually most of the time my owner will not bother. After a long long long time, my owner will take a good look at Sam Sung and say " Owh Shit....i am Gonna Be Late !&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJL78BdqnDI/AAAAAAAAAKU/s_lzIHy2hZA/s1600-h/P1010711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJL78BdqnDI/AAAAAAAAAKU/s_lzIHy2hZA/s320/P1010711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229519125934152754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway..thats nothing until one day i saw Someone....Omg....she just grabbed whatever attention i ever had. She was Damn Damn Damn hot....and she was damn beautiful. I was instantly turned on by by her attraction. Her name was Pinky by the way, and i never got chance to talk to her. I guess Girls,, err i mean Balls,, owh wait...ahhh whatever like her sure wont want to hang out with a person like me. Who would ever want a Ball like me, so small, not bouncy, soft, flabby. Just imagine an old Women's .....nvm forget what i said. WHO will ever want me....WHO WILL. TELL ME.....PLEASE !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, There are a few people who liked Pinky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is The donkey's Ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJL78Uw46dI/AAAAAAAAAKc/1oFO76408HE/s1600-h/P1010739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJL78Uw46dI/AAAAAAAAAKc/1oFO76408HE/s320/P1010739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229519131115055570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh shoot..wait..I meant ASS the Donkey. Check out that confident smile of his. You remember him in Shrek dont you ? That Bugger went and 'sailam' Princess Fiona From Shrek. Now having affair with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJL78kxkfQI/AAAAAAAAAKk/woX1SDx8A_A/s1600-h/P1010737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJL78kxkfQI/AAAAAAAAAKk/woX1SDx8A_A/s320/P1010737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229519135412878594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is Gummy the Bear. This bear is a bit of a coconut. He is rich though, and he thinks that Pinky is a materialistic kindda ball and will sure be attracted to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJL-f7wrugI/AAAAAAAAAKs/AOOhvGfVrms/s1600-h/P1010743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJL-f7wrugI/AAAAAAAAAKs/AOOhvGfVrms/s320/P1010743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229521941901851138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih, so how am i gonna beat them to it. When i told them i was interested in Pinky, you know what they said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJL-gl4lUeI/AAAAAAAAALE/e7cAqFK9Z_s/s1600-h/P1010748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJL-gl4lUeI/AAAAAAAAALE/e7cAqFK9Z_s/s320/P1010748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229521953209274850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" OVER MY DEAD BODY " and they laughed their ass off. So how ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So will there ever be a happy ending for me. Will there ever be any luck on my side. Will there ever be Anything for me ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S Bloggers out there..wherever you are. If you read on this story...write a short story on Ciline and tell what it is suppose to do to win Pinky's heart. God Bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-7803201800226840194?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/7803201800226840194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=7803201800226840194&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7803201800226840194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7803201800226840194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/08/confessions-of-broken-heart-ciline.html' title='Confessions of a Broken Heart : The Ciline Story'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SJL77ROvRBI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Y0nlNDemZuo/s72-c/P1010704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-1504117653739113192</id><published>2008-07-30T02:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T02:10:35.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day i studied in library</title><content type='html'>Was suppose to  blog about the incident in library but was too lazy. However Agnes blogged about it, so credits to her. Click on the link below...cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fabulouslymyself.blogspot.com/2008/07/pulitzer-material.html"&gt;Tharan day out in the Library&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-1504117653739113192?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/1504117653739113192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=1504117653739113192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/1504117653739113192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/1504117653739113192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-i-studied-in-library.html' title='The day i studied in library'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-402420319419392631</id><published>2008-07-29T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T15:14:22.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE are PROUD of you</title><content type='html'>Today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   2 of the founders of FEG decided to pay a visit to Taufik's room. And while waiting for him to finish whatever ' business' he had in the toilet, this 2 founders decided to check his computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is what we found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SI7CYu5ofaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/jQepaVuv764/s1600-h/tf1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SI7CYu5ofaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/jQepaVuv764/s320/tf1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228329947586133410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;GG..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i fully confirm that our Beloved Taufik is a true blooded FEG. There goes the Bank's man, whats next Sailor Man ??? Super Man ?? Spider Man ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S To Richard, Steve, Aizu, Chee Wei, you may bring your thumbdrive and go to HB1 Wing A 1003 to save the files. Muahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-402420319419392631?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/402420319419392631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=402420319419392631&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/402420319419392631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/402420319419392631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-are-proud-of-you.html' title='WE are PROUD of you'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SI7CYu5ofaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/jQepaVuv764/s72-c/tf1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-1036698694779158245</id><published>2008-07-26T03:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T03:14:56.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosh,...we are in Wikipedia...</title><content type='html'>Goodness Gracious me...we are in WIKIPEDIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/FEG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-1036698694779158245?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/1036698694779158245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=1036698694779158245&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/1036698694779158245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/1036698694779158245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/07/goshwe-are-in-wikipedia.html' title='Gosh,...we are in Wikipedia...'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-2101576339078611849</id><published>2008-07-24T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:41:09.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the FEG starts chatting</title><content type='html'>one night when everyone was busy with their stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 members of FEG and Alvin Martin started chatting in a conference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;bubba_t2000: hey&lt;br /&gt;chan chee wei: step over my dead body&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: FU&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: over my dead body&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: OVER MY DEAD BODY&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: CIPPAAAAT&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: you dont talk&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: no cock no talk&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: eh&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: tonight my friend is here&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: alvin masturbating&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: -.-&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: i want to teman him a while..&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: lol&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: u are gay tharan&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: eh&lt;br /&gt;chan chee wei: hey.. no la..&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: who is that guy?&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: haha&lt;br /&gt;chan chee wei: my ex roommate la..&lt;br /&gt;dream chaser: jegan is coming now..&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: its chee way&lt;br /&gt;chan chee wei: nodo..&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: ok alvin&lt;br /&gt;dream chaser: then when he is done with consultation maybe ok la&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: owh&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: oh chicken rice only?&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: no need go out 2 times&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: tharan, come chicken rice today&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: eh&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: i was thinking bak kut teh&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: alvin how&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: 6am&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: bkt&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: at dengkil&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: for a change&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: 6 am so late&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: anyone agree.?&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: coz..i got class at 9am.????&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: how.??&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: alvin got futsal at 2am&lt;br /&gt;dream chaser: yeah i got futsal at 2..&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: alvin u want bkt or chicken rice?&lt;br /&gt;dream chaser: anything will do for me dei..&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: BKT BKT BKT BKT BKT BKT BKT BKT&lt;br /&gt;dream chaser:&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: lol&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: then okay la&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: bkt&lt;br /&gt;chan chee wei: me same wif alvin..&lt;br /&gt;chan chee wei: anythg..&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: since tharan want it so bad&lt;br /&gt;chan chee wei: btw i;m vegetarian&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: i can give you my vege&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: fuck u chan chee wei&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: vege&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: ok la..chicken rice..&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: then that chee bai can eat his vege&lt;br /&gt;chan chee wei: tis morning i'm vege..&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lim: okay&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-2101576339078611849?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/2101576339078611849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=2101576339078611849&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/2101576339078611849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/2101576339078611849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-feg-starts-chatting.html' title='When the FEG starts chatting'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-7713188900280206083</id><published>2008-07-20T20:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T20:54:07.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Partners in crime</title><content type='html'>Well..some superheroes have their own partners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/Batman-Robin-Photograph-C12150175.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 233px;" src="http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/Batman-Robin-Photograph-C12150175.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batman and Robin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the latest 'couple'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SIM0RHF4WhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Q1rHtD7DkO4/s1600-h/Photo-0512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SIM0RHF4WhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Q1rHtD7DkO4/s320/Photo-0512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225077461246040594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hancock and Nocock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwww...how sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-7713188900280206083?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/7713188900280206083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=7713188900280206083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7713188900280206083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7713188900280206083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/07/partners-in-crime.html' title='Partners in crime'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SIM0RHF4WhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Q1rHtD7DkO4/s72-c/Photo-0512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-6084335195859529524</id><published>2008-07-18T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T13:27:33.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Evolution of Cock</title><content type='html'>Well...thinking back...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cock&lt;/span&gt; has evolved a lot over the past few Centuries. Lets take a look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SIAnqqA-mlI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hF5xJhFtMpM/s1600-h/cock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SIAnqqA-mlI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hF5xJhFtMpM/s320/cock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224219181536156242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;COCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SIAnqpRdvZI/AAAAAAAAAJk/K6I0L_Ng8K8/s1600-h/hancock1_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SIAnqpRdvZI/AAAAAAAAAJk/K6I0L_Ng8K8/s320/hancock1_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224219181336870290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;Han&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next it evolved into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SIAnrKtJWKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/fvkOZx3BKGQ/s1600-h/IMG_0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SIAnrKtJWKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/fvkOZx3BKGQ/s320/IMG_0479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224219190311344290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-6084335195859529524?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/6084335195859529524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=6084335195859529524&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/6084335195859529524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/6084335195859529524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/07/evolution-of-cock.html' title='The Evolution of Cock'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SIAnqqA-mlI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hF5xJhFtMpM/s72-c/cock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-5925160354560247991</id><published>2008-07-16T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:58:39.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FEG of the Month</title><content type='html'>Ladies and Gentleman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;FEG of the month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;goes to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Drum ROlls *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SH3-Uy_wpnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/aROo04nJ8-Y/s1600-h/Photo-0503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SH3-Uy_wpnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/aROo04nJ8-Y/s320/Photo-0503.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223610776059684466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuan Mohd Taufik bin Tuan Mohd Husin ( The Angle )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taufik has been excelling as an FEG member by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Coming late to class ( &gt; 20 minutes )&lt;br /&gt;2) Skipping Class&lt;br /&gt;3) Sleeping in Class&lt;br /&gt;4) Not doing his assignments YET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We from FEG are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;proud &lt;/span&gt;to have you on board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you show the FEG spirit during Midterms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s WE all know !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-5925160354560247991?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/5925160354560247991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=5925160354560247991&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5925160354560247991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5925160354560247991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/07/feg-of-month.html' title='FEG of the Month'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SH3-Uy_wpnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/aROo04nJ8-Y/s72-c/Photo-0503.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-8790139543537745495</id><published>2008-07-11T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T00:23:48.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If bobo was in politics....</title><content type='html'>Have you ever thought that if bobo was in politics.....how would it be.????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MCA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SHeIi3R7NPI/AAAAAAAAAJM/YQiXKAnxuYk/s1600-h/IMG_8933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SHeIi3R7NPI/AAAAAAAAAJM/YQiXKAnxuYk/s320/IMG_8933.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221792425495442674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dato Seri Bobo Chan will drastically fight for the reduction of pork prices in Malaysia. At the same time he would implement policies to make Bak Kut Teh as as the heritage food of Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SHeE1Z64gOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/i7vv3g3yX5g/s1600-h/IMG_0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SHeE1Z64gOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/i7vv3g3yX5g/s320/IMG_0509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221788345985171682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dato Seri Chanchee bin Tun Wei  goes around hoisting and kissing the Keris in his willingness to protect the rights of older man with problems with their ' keris '. Certain  policies that he will come out  with is free distribution of viagra and tongkat ali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SHeE1-UVGLI/AAAAAAAAAJE/_5HQsu9RfhA/s1600-h/IMG_0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SHeE1-UVGLI/AAAAAAAAAJE/_5HQsu9RfhA/s320/IMG_0535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221788355755579570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dato Seri Samy Chan is a very influencial indian in the society. Together with his deputy Muthu Steve, they have made a difference in the indian society. He sent a lecturer who was racist to prison under the ISA ( I Support Anwar ) act. He also had the backing from HINDRAF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-8790139543537745495?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/8790139543537745495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=8790139543537745495&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8790139543537745495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8790139543537745495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-bobo-was-in-politics.html' title='If bobo was in politics....'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SHeIi3R7NPI/AAAAAAAAAJM/YQiXKAnxuYk/s72-c/IMG_8933.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-4788992733400663598</id><published>2008-07-08T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T20:38:16.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOBO has a confession</title><content type='html'>Yeah... he has a confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, BOBO has a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.catfacts.org/cat-picture-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 235px;" src="http://www.catfacts.org/cat-picture-full.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO..not that furry little thing with claws that irritates the hell out of you in Mamaks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P*S*Y&lt;/span&gt;.  ( Censored due to young and immature blog readers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is how he confessed ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( While on the way to class with me and Hari )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan : One more time you talk about that topic again i am gonna shove my shoes up your rear&lt;br /&gt;                end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobo      :  What ???  Go ahead . You can shove your shoes right into my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P*S*Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So readers...what do you think ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-4788992733400663598?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/4788992733400663598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=4788992733400663598&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4788992733400663598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4788992733400663598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/07/bobo-has-confession.html' title='BOBO has a confession'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-201295600383457716</id><published>2008-07-06T14:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T14:53:56.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The awards</title><content type='html'>Well..i guess half of MMU peeps in cyber went to Melaka for the MMU awards.... Well for those who missed the awards...and dint win anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.theage.com.au/travel/awards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 177px;" src="http://blogs.theage.com.au/travel/awards.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is another awards ceremony...brought to you by tharan.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;FYP of the Year 2008 : Fabian Ong Chun Sean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Couple of the Year 2008 : Teoh Chee Way &amp;amp; Christine Gee&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Coconut of the year 2008 ( Male ) : Ken Khoo&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Coconut of the year 2008 ( Female ) : Ng Wei Yoke&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Flirter of the Year 2008 ( Male ) : Steve Lim Yee Wei&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Flirter of the Year 2008 ( Female ) : Valerie Tan&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Best Football Striking Partner of the year : Fabian Ong &amp;amp; Hari Hendran&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Best Robot of the year 2008 : Lee Juin Hui&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Best Crapper of the year 2008 : Celine Chew  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Sleeping with Distinction award : Chan Chee Wei&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Club of the year award : Cyberjaya Mamak Gang&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Overall Club of the Year : Chicken Rice Club&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Lifetime Club of the Year : THE OC's&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Football Club of the year : The ACES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Lover of the Year : Dr. Alvin ' LOVE ' Martin&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Crispy Female of the year : Lee Chui CHui&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Bak Kut Teh eater of the Year award : Leau Siang Jing&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Cholestrol of the year award : Tharan Gunaseelan&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Pornstar of the year award : Adrian Hew&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Pinjiro of the year 2008 : Eao Ping Ting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Sexy Eyes of the Year 2008 : Au Yong Keat Yee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Sexy Sisters of the year 2008 : Au Yong Sister ( Keat Yee &amp;amp; Vin Yee )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Yellow Army of the year 2008 : Laura Teo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Politician of the year : Lee Kar Ling aka Fong Po Kuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Smoker of the year : Richard Thomas Fredricks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Good Student of the year : Tuan Mohd Taufik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Best attendence in Mamak Gathering : Thinesh Raj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Best Mortal of the year : Tay Hui Lynn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Toilet story of the year : Kak Rin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to all the winners..And may you guys win again next year :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-201295600383457716?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/201295600383457716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=201295600383457716&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/201295600383457716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/201295600383457716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/07/awards.html' title='The awards'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-6085682928408141512</id><published>2008-07-04T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:26:40.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day i played with the oven</title><content type='html'>Yeah...i decided to ambush my mom 'sacred' kitchen, the place where i am banned to be in for my usual so called ' quality checks ' on the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am too lazy to write on what happen prior to the insident but i had my mom permission to bake a pizza. it was more like i tried to destroy the kitchen but the outcome was resonably ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started by  chopping up all the ingredients into small pieces. those things on the plate were sausages and chicken meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SG4vEng9BpI/AAAAAAAAAIE/W-x0443KEJw/s1600-h/Photo-0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SG4vEng9BpI/AAAAAAAAAIE/W-x0443KEJw/s320/Photo-0303.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219160774542165650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i started with the dough. It was tough, and i had to do a bit of cheating work here. I had to rope in the help of my mom to evenly spread the dough. I wanted it to be thin crust, however there was a lot of dough so i made it into the normal crust pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SG4vEv4iu7I/AAAAAAAAAIM/lyM448jLKDk/s1600-h/Photo-0305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SG4vEv4iu7I/AAAAAAAAAIM/lyM448jLKDk/s320/Photo-0305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219160776788589490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i had a lot of ingredients and a lot of dough, i decided to make 2 pizzas. One chicken and one Tuna. Tuna was nice, with lots of pepsicum and all. Unfortunately, i didnt have much cheese with me. It was too late to rush down to the nearest supermarket. so i had to make do with whatever i had with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SG4vEwXWcFI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gTtfOqp4Blk/s1600-h/Photo-0307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SG4vEwXWcFI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gTtfOqp4Blk/s320/Photo-0307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219160776917807186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, into the oven it went. 200 degrees celcius for about 30 minutes. Honestly this was the boring part, so i went to watch tv upstairs. And me being me, i forgot i had the pizza in the oven , till the maid came running telling me it was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SG4yqp8Z_CI/AAAAAAAAAIs/suZc5pwxxdA/s1600-h/Photo-0304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SG4yqp8Z_CI/AAAAAAAAAIs/suZc5pwxxdA/s320/Photo-0304.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219164726564092962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled out the Pizza from the oven and it was ready to be eaten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SG4vE2YbsQI/AAAAAAAAAIc/1159xQx-0WE/s1600-h/Photo-0306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SG4vE2YbsQI/AAAAAAAAAIc/1159xQx-0WE/s320/Photo-0306.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219160778532958466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family gave it a 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT on the hit list....ROASTED CHICKEN.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-6085682928408141512?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/6085682928408141512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=6085682928408141512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/6085682928408141512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/6085682928408141512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-i-played-with-oven.html' title='The day i played with the oven'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SG4vEng9BpI/AAAAAAAAAIE/W-x0443KEJw/s72-c/Photo-0303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-3885543228396650033</id><published>2008-06-22T06:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T07:04:24.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MALAYSIA's NEXT TOP SLEEPER</title><content type='html'>Ok people...I am planning to start a new TV reality program which is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;MALAYSIA's SEXIEST SLEEPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the candidates are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SF2GPcnfl0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/sd9EK_xHtmU/s1600-h/Photo-0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SF2GPcnfl0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/sd9EK_xHtmU/s320/Photo-0050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214471543502903106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macho, yet heavy on the weight. This buddy can sleep on 4 chairs. Look at his expression, full of Passion !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SF2GPwG1vhI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JkW9Wy_7CJ4/s1600-h/Photo-0439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SF2GPwG1vhI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JkW9Wy_7CJ4/s320/Photo-0439.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214471548734651922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute and subtle, this contestant demonstrates that sleeping upright is possible. Kinky ??, maybe to some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SF2GP6csBSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2ZdAZ0thEaE/s1600-h/Photo-0319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SF2GP6csBSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2ZdAZ0thEaE/s320/Photo-0319.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214471551510644002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This contestant has got what it takes to win this year. Just look at those arms dangling from the bed, you could see that he is way to serious in winning this year competition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contestant 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SF2GPxaKpwI/AAAAAAAAAH8/jD-53PvrXbE/s1600-h/Photo-0410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SF2GPxaKpwI/AAAAAAAAAH8/jD-53PvrXbE/s320/Photo-0410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214471549084149506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this contestant could be the girls favourite. Check out that ballerrina pose, a signature sexy pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Vote, just click on comments and state your preferred candidate. The winner will be decided on a future date. Check out our winner after 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-3885543228396650033?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/3885543228396650033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=3885543228396650033&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3885543228396650033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3885543228396650033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/06/malaysia-next-top-sleeper.html' title='MALAYSIA&apos;s NEXT TOP SLEEPER'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SF2GPcnfl0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/sd9EK_xHtmU/s72-c/Photo-0050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-7406674319413894935</id><published>2008-05-29T00:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T00:31:19.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a letter to my ex roomate</title><content type='html'>Dear Fabian,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you? Hows life in Penang? I am sure you must be enjoying yourself. Well, when you left, your place looked like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SD2H4cvYloI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BdriuZ4Nfn8/s1600-h/Photo-0468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SD2H4cvYloI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BdriuZ4Nfn8/s320/Photo-0468.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205466148167521922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i remember the days when the place used to be like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SD2H4svYlpI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6beQb7dGicU/s1600-h/Photo-0409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SD2H4svYlpI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6beQb7dGicU/s320/Photo-0409.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205466152462489234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you left, it was like this for 2 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SD2H4cvYloI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BdriuZ4Nfn8/s1600-h/Photo-0468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SD2H4cvYloI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BdriuZ4Nfn8/s320/Photo-0468.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205466148167521922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SD2H48vYlqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YkFZ-k14wp0/s1600-h/Photo-0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SD2H48vYlqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YkFZ-k14wp0/s320/Photo-0470.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205466156757456546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;GG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-7406674319413894935?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/7406674319413894935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=7406674319413894935&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7406674319413894935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7406674319413894935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/05/letter-to-my-ex-roomate.html' title='a letter to my ex roomate'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SD2H4cvYloI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BdriuZ4Nfn8/s72-c/Photo-0468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-538936697413315142</id><published>2008-05-23T03:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T04:07:58.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maths Equation</title><content type='html'>Hmm..well finals over, and here comes the holidays. Anyway, here is an equation which i think you guys could take time to ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SDXQXMvYllI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PDB_9ZiZoFQ/s1600-h/DSC_5201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SDXQXMvYllI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PDB_9ZiZoFQ/s320/DSC_5201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203294041472013906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SDXQXcvYlmI/AAAAAAAAAG0/btUKrIrxHdQ/s1600-h/DSC_5203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SDXQXcvYlmI/AAAAAAAAAG0/btUKrIrxHdQ/s320/DSC_5203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203294045766981218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SDXQXcvYlnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HHjSJpDx_9o/s1600-h/DSC_5186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SDXQXcvYlnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HHjSJpDx_9o/s320/DSC_5186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203294045766981234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-538936697413315142?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/538936697413315142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=538936697413315142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/538936697413315142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/538936697413315142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/05/maths-equation.html' title='Maths Equation'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SDXQXMvYllI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PDB_9ZiZoFQ/s72-c/DSC_5201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-4241277410799976689</id><published>2008-05-21T00:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T00:48:26.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who wants to be a billionaire..???????</title><content type='html'>Readers....Lets play the Game WHO Wants to be a  Billionaire./???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Question 1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WHICH IS A PINEAPPLE ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SDL_mhCS7MI/AAAAAAAAAGc/zcN3sg4fsb0/s1600-h/pineapple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SDL_mhCS7MI/AAAAAAAAAGc/zcN3sg4fsb0/s320/pineapple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202501556734454978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OR IS IT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SDMAABCS7NI/AAAAAAAAAGk/iCsTkmIk7fs/s1600-h/Photo-0418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SDMAABCS7NI/AAAAAAAAAGk/iCsTkmIk7fs/s320/Photo-0418.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202501994821119186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAWAPANNYA.?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Pause )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas Ini.... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-4241277410799976689?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/4241277410799976689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=4241277410799976689&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4241277410799976689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4241277410799976689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/05/who-wants-to-be-billionaire.html' title='Who wants to be a billionaire..???????'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SDL_mhCS7MI/AAAAAAAAAGc/zcN3sg4fsb0/s72-c/pineapple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-2742508882255461727</id><published>2008-05-19T21:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T13:04:05.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thomas CUp</title><content type='html'>Well, as you guys already know, Malaysia has been kicked out of the Thomas CUP, thanks to a pathetic display by HAFIZ HASHIM. He definitely didn't have the fighting spirit that the rest of the players had. I wonder why was he fielded anyway. Anyway, just to brighten things up, our future in badminton might look bleak at the moment, but let me tell you something, it isnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to know why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not because BAM is gonna whack the crap of all the players..&lt;br /&gt;It is not because They are gonna change the coach&lt;br /&gt;It is not because they are buying better racquet's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and certainly not because they are gonna to to the bomoh and do some black magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Because......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A NEW STAR is BORN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SDGHRxCS7KI/AAAAAAAAAGM/VGLT8w-U--E/s1600-h/Photo-0416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SDGHRxCS7KI/AAAAAAAAAGM/VGLT8w-U--E/s320/Photo-0416.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202087783880125602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah....he is gonna whoop your ass in badminton..ahhaa..once he is able to errrm...read and write i guess. Just look at his face again sebiji like Lin Dan.,,,.....he is gonna beat the crap out of you. Muahahahahahahhahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SDGH0hCS7LI/AAAAAAAAAGU/n6NDTSRa8fo/s1600-h/Photo-0415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SDGH0hCS7LI/AAAAAAAAAGU/n6NDTSRa8fo/s320/Photo-0415.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202088380880579762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.... wanna play badminton ? MUahahahahahhahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-2742508882255461727?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/2742508882255461727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=2742508882255461727&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/2742508882255461727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/2742508882255461727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/05/thomas-cup.html' title='Thomas CUp'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SDGHRxCS7KI/AAAAAAAAAGM/VGLT8w-U--E/s72-c/Photo-0416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-4797926145414286541</id><published>2008-05-18T17:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:02:57.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Empty room</title><content type='html'>Today, when i got up. This sight greeted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SC_8lxCS7HI/AAAAAAAAAF0/LdB44UlRY2o/s1600-h/Photo-0468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SC_8lxCS7HI/AAAAAAAAAF0/LdB44UlRY2o/s320/Photo-0468.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201653820384537714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roomate of 5 years, the person which i used to talk cock with , argue stupid stuff with , crapp and tell stupid stories with has finally finished his life as a student in this university ( Dont worry, Leau's words wont come true ). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...i miss the times when that place was like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SC_9LxCS7II/AAAAAAAAAF8/OFu7gqGqpCY/s1600-h/Photo-0409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SC_9LxCS7II/AAAAAAAAAF8/OFu7gqGqpCY/s320/Photo-0409.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201654473219566722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SC_-QBCS7JI/AAAAAAAAAGE/5vFitlk_kyU/s1600-h/Photo-0384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SC_-QBCS7JI/AAAAAAAAAGE/5vFitlk_kyU/s320/Photo-0384.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201655645745638546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this images will always remain as memories........ sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-4797926145414286541?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/4797926145414286541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=4797926145414286541&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4797926145414286541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4797926145414286541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/05/empty-room.html' title='The Empty room'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SC_8lxCS7HI/AAAAAAAAAF0/LdB44UlRY2o/s72-c/Photo-0468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-6659156716049492401</id><published>2008-05-17T05:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T05:45:22.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gila</title><content type='html'>Britney Has got 2 Bodyguards.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SC3_0RCS7GI/AAAAAAAAAFs/AlzYBRXQ2Ko/s1600-h/28032008(013).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SC3_0RCS7GI/AAAAAAAAAFs/AlzYBRXQ2Ko/s320/28032008(013).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201094418074102882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.......she still got "SPEARED"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SC3_ZRCS7FI/AAAAAAAAAFk/D6c4gX57lC0/s1600-h/28032008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SC3_ZRCS7FI/AAAAAAAAAFk/D6c4gX57lC0/s320/28032008(007).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201093954217634898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-6659156716049492401?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/6659156716049492401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=6659156716049492401&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/6659156716049492401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/6659156716049492401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/05/gila.html' title='gila'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SC3_0RCS7GI/AAAAAAAAAFs/AlzYBRXQ2Ko/s72-c/28032008(013).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-4792650920321043586</id><published>2008-05-10T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T14:52:10.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam fever..</title><content type='html'>damn it...its the time of the sem again....crap..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-4792650920321043586?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/4792650920321043586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=4792650920321043586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4792650920321043586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4792650920321043586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/05/exam-fever.html' title='exam fever..'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-1828837592448067084</id><published>2008-04-16T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:08:30.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SAYWAJM-KKI/AAAAAAAAAFc/xdms9KXzkFs/s1600-h/Photo-0439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SAYWAJM-KKI/AAAAAAAAAFc/xdms9KXzkFs/s320/Photo-0439.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189859812317210786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sleep is a physical and mental resting state in which a person becomes relatively inactive and unaware of the environment. In essence, sleep is a partial detachment from the world, where most external stimuli are blocked from the senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal sleep is characterized by a general decrease in body temperature, blood pressure, breathing rate, and most other bodily functions. In contrast, the human brain never decreases inactivity. Studies have shown that the brain is as active during sleep as it is when awake. Throughout an eight-hour sleep cycle, a normal adult alternates between two very different states, non-REM and REM (Rapid Eye Movement) sleep&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-1828837592448067084?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/1828837592448067084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=1828837592448067084&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/1828837592448067084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/1828837592448067084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/04/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SAYWAJM-KKI/AAAAAAAAAFc/xdms9KXzkFs/s72-c/Photo-0439.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-2671824023825069408</id><published>2008-04-15T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T23:29:07.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let this poem be in your head all the time</title><content type='html'>Something inspiring, something to lift you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;There comes a time when the meaning of life begins to make sense,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first it may not,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky at first may look dark,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path one needs to walk down may be hard to see,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never let a disorder control one’s destiny,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life created will not move forward,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cannot be positive, fulfilling future,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you let it control your mind, body and soul,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, one cannot give up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A disorder cannot control,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You control your disorder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Accept yourself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept your disorder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love yourself now and forever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were thrown against a corner when you developed epilepsy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting up was not an option,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a new day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you stay down life will pass you by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So help yourself get up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fight the battle and win,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To win the battle you do not have to stop having seizures,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winning the battle is teaching you how to live a healthy productive life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping you cope,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life may not always become what you want them to be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road you lead may have some u-turns involved,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not fear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For change can be good,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow your path that was laid out for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is now shinning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can now see your path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a plan, a destiny that awaits you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not question your destiny,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not ask questions such as “why me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept the path that has been laid in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be afraid,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take one day at a time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be proud of who you are,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk with courage and your head up high,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus on the positive,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the footsteps imbedded in ground of your new path will become the solid foundation to you future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-2671824023825069408?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/2671824023825069408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=2671824023825069408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/2671824023825069408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/2671824023825069408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/04/let-this-poem-be-in-your-head-all-time.html' title='Let this poem be in your head all the time'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-1608211816093033163</id><published>2008-04-13T12:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T12:49:38.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>congratulations</title><content type='html'>Congratulation to Hari Hendran, for getting his picture up in today's star. His picture depicting the rubbish dumpster at a parking lot in hostel. Good job man, too bad you didnt win the RM50, if not it would have been a great dinner on Monday. ahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the said picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SAGQi5M-KJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/y4JixDxDpDc/s1600-h/garbage_1304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SAGQi5M-KJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/y4JixDxDpDc/s320/garbage_1304.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188587174852700306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of place&lt;br /&gt;by Harihendran Krishnan&lt;br /&gt;Why would a garbage compartment need a parking space?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or you may view it at http://thumbnails.thestar.com.my/view.asp?id=2704.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-1608211816093033163?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/1608211816093033163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=1608211816093033163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/1608211816093033163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/1608211816093033163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/04/congratulations.html' title='congratulations'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SAGQi5M-KJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/y4JixDxDpDc/s72-c/garbage_1304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-7961086208700074608</id><published>2008-04-12T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T00:01:10.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What are friends for....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SADcsiCh3qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hNQIvs-726M/s1600-h/P1000094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SADcsiCh3qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hNQIvs-726M/s320/P1000094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188389428340580002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE NEVER ALONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're never alone, I'm always near,&lt;br /&gt;When your troubled, down or blue.&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is call me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm always here for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter where I'm at,&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter when.&lt;br /&gt;When you need someone to talk to,&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need someone to hold your hand,&lt;br /&gt;or a hug to say I care.&lt;br /&gt;If you need a shoulder to cry on,&lt;br /&gt;for you I will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So never think you are a burden,&lt;br /&gt;when the weight gets to be to much.&lt;br /&gt;You might find if look hard enough,&lt;br /&gt;a good friend could be the right touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're never alone, I'm always here,&lt;br /&gt;through the good times and the bad.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always here to be your friend,&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to see you sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* a Dedication to all my friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s I took that picture :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-7961086208700074608?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/7961086208700074608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=7961086208700074608&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7961086208700074608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7961086208700074608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-are-friends-for.html' title='What are friends for....'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/SADcsiCh3qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hNQIvs-726M/s72-c/P1000094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-941505697240085880</id><published>2008-04-11T04:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T04:24:03.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something to ponder</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting isn't it, but i live to that quote..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-941505697240085880?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/941505697240085880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=941505697240085880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/941505697240085880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/941505697240085880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/04/something-to-ponder.html' title='something to ponder'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-7431043647945805143</id><published>2008-04-09T02:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T02:55:49.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The breakfast that never was</title><content type='html'>It all started when i asked Alvin how was the chicken rice he ate in the morning. And his reply was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin : Macha, want to go later ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was that, and before long, i was like making arrangements for people to go for breakfast. Those who was suppose to go for breakfast was &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Alvin&lt;br /&gt;2. Ken&lt;br /&gt;3. Nicky&lt;br /&gt;4. Ping Ting&lt;br /&gt;5. Chee Wei&lt;br /&gt;6 Tharan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* These are the usual kakis for kai fan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i was going to sleep early, i told Ping Ting to wake me up, coz i am scared i might oversleep. And i was to wake up Ken and Chee Wei, and Ping Ting was suppose to wake up Nicky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but do you know what happenned.???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She Overslept...... so i didnt wake up, Ken Never woke up , Nicky didnt wake up , Chee WEi didnt wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end...sadly... Alvin went alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-7431043647945805143?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/7431043647945805143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=7431043647945805143&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7431043647945805143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7431043647945805143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/04/breakfast-that-never-was.html' title='The breakfast that never was'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-4653228344021955935</id><published>2008-04-08T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T01:00:56.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am dead tired..</title><content type='html'>exam sucks...seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway just before i went to sleep, this conversation took place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: hey u there?&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: yup..just about to turn in for the night&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: wah&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: haahah&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: tot u so late still dowana sleep n u still can wake up so early&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: going soon..hahha..&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: erm i htink i wont be going, cuz i have a long day tmw, &lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: dowana wake up so early in case i get tired&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: but i highly doubt i can wake up at 5!!&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: ahhaa..ala..&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: maybe another time la ya&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: we gonna miss you&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: hahahah&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: hopefull there's more chances&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;eating chicken rice without suyi...is like eating wan tan mee without the wan tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;suyi tan: well, u still have the mee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-4653228344021955935?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/4653228344021955935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>chatting with hari...</title><content type='html'>hari says:&lt;br /&gt;bobo said 1.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari says:&lt;br /&gt;he wanna rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;he resting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;you know what it means.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari says:&lt;br /&gt;yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;he could be resting in peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari says:&lt;br /&gt;that's y i took his room key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;aha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;lets put it in this simple phrase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;" Even if you can open the coffin, You cant wake up the dead " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari says:&lt;br /&gt;good one tharan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari says:&lt;br /&gt;but i will try to revive the mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;there is only one way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;there is a saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;" Thou shall only rise to the kiss of a main Dish "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari says:&lt;br /&gt;well i shall try to bring the main dish then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-4779392461472317790?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/4779392461472317790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=4779392461472317790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4779392461472317790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4779392461472317790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/04/chatting-with-hari.html' title='chatting with hari...'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-6995939275740749389</id><published>2008-03-20T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T23:43:55.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My School..</title><content type='html'>Gosh....i was looking at some pics by my classmate, Goh Weiyang and i really liked the few shots he took of my school. great photography i would say. Credits to him for the photographs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/R-KEs7su8-I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Eia-sdnhomk/s1600-h/n1006382167_30036005_9879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/R-KEs7su8-I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Eia-sdnhomk/s320/n1006382167_30036005_9879.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179848428903920610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/R-KGJrsu8_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/AOHLcwddd8A/s1600-h/n1006382167_30036010_2646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/R-KGJrsu8_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/AOHLcwddd8A/s320/n1006382167_30036010_2646.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179850022336787442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-6995939275740749389?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/6995939275740749389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=6995939275740749389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/6995939275740749389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/6995939275740749389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-school.html' title='My School..'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/R-KEs7su8-I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Eia-sdnhomk/s72-c/n1006382167_30036005_9879.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-7178254349321920165</id><published>2008-03-09T19:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T19:38:11.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wish i can turn back time, on things that i said or acted. Maybe i was a fool or stupid or whatever, but then again....hey...i am a human. Most probably i am wrong...and i feel i do.., i know that saying sorry is not enough but i wish sorry could be somewhat stronger but i know it isnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you might think that i am a disgrace, a fool or whatsoever..sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i would like to thank you for everything that you have done, i really enjoyed having you around. sadly it had to end this way. ...and i wish you all the best in the future..make me proud with your success and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-7178254349321920165?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/7178254349321920165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=7178254349321920165&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7178254349321920165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7178254349321920165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-wish.html' title='i wish'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-7513682546047384446</id><published>2008-02-19T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T01:02:41.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tennis..</title><content type='html'>Its been a while since i last played tennis, so when leau asked for a game of tennis, i  didnt turn down his offer. Leau was good at his game and and i was left hitting all places. It took me a while before i got back into the rhythm of the game. I remember when i was young, i was coached by 2 coaches, Mr Tan Teik Seng and also Mr Robert Khoo. Both of them are good coaches and i improved a lot under both their guidance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember, there was this girl, she looked like a guy...seriously she looked like a guy. And damn, she was damn blordy good in tennis. She looks like a guy, hits like a guy, serves like a guy..in fact i thought she was a guy until i found out her name is Jennifer. I remember the conversation that took place one day in the tennis court&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan : Tharan, you partner Jennifer, and you play with Sam and .... ( I forgot his name )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan : Jennifer ??? Sir, i dont see any girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan : There...she is there..wearing the white short and black shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan : HUh.??? That person is a girl.??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan : Yala...you dont know ah.???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan : Gosh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats was one conversations, and i remember if the day rains, Mr Tan would blame it on the person who did not bathe...ahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember him scolding one guy for hitting the ball outside of the court into the jungle behind, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan : OIiiiiiii....i ask you to hit to me not to your grandmother....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa..i had great times, i wonder what happened to Mr Tan.?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-7513682546047384446?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/7513682546047384446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=7513682546047384446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7513682546047384446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7513682546047384446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/02/tennis.html' title='tennis..'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-4350253683716668442</id><published>2008-02-17T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T13:22:54.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friday to remember</title><content type='html'>It all started when Fabian told me to get ready early on Friday to go to Peter house to celebrate his birthday....steamboat style. So came the day, and the 6 of us were packed in to cars and we rushed to Seri Petaling, or was it Kuchai Lama. Either way, its somewhere in KL. ahah At first we dropper by in IOI Mall to get a gift for him then we made it to his house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached his house, each and everyone was amazed by his house, to begin with the size of it and then the Exclusive fittings which they had. And to our delight, Fong Fook Yih or PUKI as we call him.hahaha was there to greet us. But than again screw him because we just made him the maid of the house. Dont worry Kak Fong is there to help you in your chores...:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we then cooked out food in the steamboat and then sat in the swing outside and were talking.. Here are some of the crappy conversations we had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOon : Hey guys, what do you all want to do after this.&lt;br /&gt;Tharan : Lets go eat Bak Kut Teh in Klang&lt;br /&gt;Fabian : WEi, later your KOLO KOLO ( Cholestrol ) goes then you get your heart attack&lt;br /&gt;         again&lt;br /&gt;Tharan : AHHH.screw it la. I rather die eating the famouse Bak Kut Teh, than at least   i fulfilled my final wishes&lt;br /&gt;Fabian : When you die, i want your laptop ah.???&lt;br /&gt;Boon   : I also want something ah..&lt;br /&gt;Tiger  : I also want something ah..&lt;br /&gt;Tharan : Bugger..you all waiting for me to die ??? so that you guys can get something..&lt;br /&gt;BOON   : Ok...anyway,before we go to Klang, can we have a few rounds Gambling&lt;br /&gt;Tharan : OK la..no problem&lt;br /&gt;Fabian : OK...set, no problem. Ask Fong become the banker...since he worked in         &lt;br /&gt;         Hong Leong&lt;br /&gt;Tharan : No problem...&lt;br /&gt;Fabian : Or Tharan why not you become the banker..&lt;br /&gt;Tharan : Bugger...if i become a banker....than my funeral also no money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point we all burst our laughing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than we also talked about Teoh Chee Way who is always dissapears somewhere.....( The ACES people would understand )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we talked a lot of crap and then we gambled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gambled and gambled and gambled and gambled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i lost and lost and lost and lost and lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha....I hate poker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was the end of a wonderful friday i had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND owh ya....i didnt go to Klang that day..ahha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-4350253683716668442?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/4350253683716668442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=4350253683716668442&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4350253683716668442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4350253683716668442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/02/friday-to-remember.html' title='A Friday to remember'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-5233471911308114698</id><published>2008-01-31T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T21:03:06.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beeeeecccccccchhhh</title><content type='html'>What the hell, somebody told me that Nothing is Impossible, well...screw him for i have been doing NOTHING for Years....muahahahhahaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn...i am freaking lazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-5233471911308114698?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/5233471911308114698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=5233471911308114698&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5233471911308114698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5233471911308114698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/01/beeeeecccccccchhhh.html' title='beeeeecccccccchhhh'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-7141898297360459154</id><published>2008-01-30T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T22:43:09.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of the Year</title><content type='html'>Ladies and Gentlemen, i present to you THE Question of the Year ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; Drum Rolls...&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;L o M a K or K a K a f A c E !: fabian chinese or indian?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer.???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-7141898297360459154?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/7141898297360459154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=7141898297360459154&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7141898297360459154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7141898297360459154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/01/question-of-year.html' title='Question of the Year'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-3020807308809365827</id><published>2008-01-30T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T22:29:48.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chatting with FOng...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;bubba_t2000: yup..i go and ask him&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: same with leau&lt;br /&gt;fookyih    : ok&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: so friday macam mana.?&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: you finish work what time.?&lt;br /&gt;fookyih    : friday pubic holiday&lt;br /&gt;fookyih    : so can go anytime&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: friday pubic holiday.?&lt;br /&gt;bubba_t2000: hahahhahahahhahahahahahhahahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;fookyih    : ya pubic territory day&lt;br /&gt;fookyih    : you guys wacthing what movie first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-3020807308809365827?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/3020807308809365827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=3020807308809365827&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3020807308809365827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3020807308809365827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2008/01/chatting-with-fong.html' title='chatting with FOng...'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-2452064858700823572</id><published>2007-11-25T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T15:55:12.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week it was</title><content type='html'>Well, it was a tiring week. It all started with Camp in Melaka on Saturday. Met up with many friends from the YA Comando Camp in Shah Alam. It was a great time, too bad the rain spoiled the activities. Took the opportunity to get close to my army and also to other armies. We are a greaet sport.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same week, there was RMMU carnival. The Yellow Army was there everyday, hyping the crowd. I managed to win a few stuffs here and there..ahaha. Not to foget the grand carnival on Thursday which i was on of the Emcees for the Digi Slot. I felt we didnt do that well, as i was rushing things due to time constrains, and i felt very bad later on. And owh ya, not to forget, that day was Stella bday, and i managed to organize a special birthday surprise for her from the Yellow army and also invited Mr P, Shuk, Din, Nicky and Su Yi who was there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the Youth Street Festival, and i was proud to have MMU cyber haveing the largest team during the event. I had a great ride on the G force X sling shot, i went up 3 times, and it was for Free. First i went on a test session with Maanoj, then it was with Laura and last but not least with Kit ( Issabelle Friend from Monash ) ahhaa. Had a great supper and had some good laughs when Alvin scared the occupants from Laura's car with his daredevil act. And not to forget Steve Muthu who got down from out car to lift up Laura car's Wipers, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, i had a tiring but exciting week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-2452064858700823572?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/2452064858700823572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=2452064858700823572&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/2452064858700823572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/2452064858700823572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-week-it-was.html' title='What a week it was'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-8787138989063439439</id><published>2007-11-23T13:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T13:55:32.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it Be</title><content type='html'>For those of you guys with Problems, Let it be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I find myself in times of trouble, mother Mary comes to me, &lt;br /&gt;speaking words of wisdom, let it be. &lt;br /&gt;And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me, &lt;br /&gt;speaking words of wisdom, let it be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be. &lt;br /&gt;Whisper words of wisdom, let it be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree, &lt;br /&gt;there will be an answer, let it be. &lt;br /&gt;For though they may be parted there is still a chance that they will see, &lt;br /&gt;there will be an answer. let it be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, its a song by The Beatles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-8787138989063439439?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/8787138989063439439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=8787138989063439439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8787138989063439439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8787138989063439439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/11/let-it-be.html' title='Let it Be'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-5289463200016352393</id><published>2007-11-21T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T17:54:53.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice words from a song</title><content type='html'>Hi there,  Been busy lately with the yellow army and also with assignments and all. Anyway, i was hearing this song in the radio recently and wanted to just show the lyrics here. The whole song is not important, but what's nice is the chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Will Remember You Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;BY Ryan Cabrera &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I, I will remember you&lt;br /&gt;And all of the things that we've gone through&lt;br /&gt;There is so much I could say&lt;br /&gt;But words get in the way so&lt;br /&gt;We're not together &lt;br /&gt;I will remember you&lt;br /&gt;I will remember you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends, that is with me now and those who i have not seen for years, this song is for you......wherever you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-5289463200016352393?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/5289463200016352393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=5289463200016352393&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5289463200016352393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5289463200016352393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/11/nice-words-from-song.html' title='Nice words from a song'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-2120760487314967381</id><published>2007-11-20T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T22:39:25.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics on Nita's wedding</title><content type='html'>Lazy to type so much about my cousin's wedding..ahha. Credits to William Goh for his pics. He was the official photographer for the wedding. Feast your eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/R0LMSTTxtdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YsMAeRUE2Go/s1600-h/Ray-Shinita05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/R0LMSTTxtdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YsMAeRUE2Go/s320/Ray-Shinita05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134891139948721618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/R0LM2DTxteI/AAAAAAAAAD8/GRQbXxPQOZ0/s1600-h/Ray-Shinita06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/R0LM2DTxteI/AAAAAAAAAD8/GRQbXxPQOZ0/s320/Ray-Shinita06.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134891754129044962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/R0LNHDTxtfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ak_Y76CmhEY/s1600-h/Ray-Shinita07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/R0LNHDTxtfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ak_Y76CmhEY/s320/Ray-Shinita07.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134892046186821106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/R0LNbDTxtgI/AAAAAAAAAEM/tcXRx-3PT8o/s1600-h/Ray-Shinita09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/R0LNbDTxtgI/AAAAAAAAAEM/tcXRx-3PT8o/s320/Ray-Shinita09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134892389784204802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Speech. It was a good and hillarous speach by Raymond. Especially the Violets and the Velvets, describing how Simple Men are compared to Women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/R0LNwzTxthI/AAAAAAAAAEU/zgS9IfULinw/s1600-h/Ray-Shinita13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/R0LNwzTxthI/AAAAAAAAAEU/zgS9IfULinw/s320/Ray-Shinita13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134892763446359570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/R0LOPzTxtiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/qQO0CBqJ-Qk/s1600-h/Ray-Shinita14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/R0LOPzTxtiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/qQO0CBqJ-Qk/s320/Ray-Shinita14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134893296022304290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-2120760487314967381?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/2120760487314967381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=2120760487314967381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/2120760487314967381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/2120760487314967381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/11/pics-on-nitas-wedding.html' title='Pics on Nita&apos;s wedding'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/R0LMSTTxtdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YsMAeRUE2Go/s72-c/Ray-Shinita05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-8124313558869511406</id><published>2007-11-12T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T00:59:17.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some advice from fab....</title><content type='html'>fabianmmu85: tharan&lt;br /&gt;fabianmmu85: dis sem u must work hard k&lt;br /&gt;fabianmmu85: dis sem onwards&lt;br /&gt;fabianmmu85: my last sem i also wana work hard ady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM my roomate.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-8124313558869511406?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/8124313558869511406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=8124313558869511406&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8124313558869511406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8124313558869511406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/11/some-advice-from-fab.html' title='some advice from fab....'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-8024204413380143539</id><published>2007-09-16T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T18:06:54.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey...look what i found</title><content type='html'>i was reading my e-mail one day and this is what i found...haha. A good quote. not bad eh... And no, i dont know photoshop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/Ru0ACCGYvFI/AAAAAAAAADs/pVfEkIlRBoc/s1600-h/ATT00052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/Ru0ACCGYvFI/AAAAAAAAADs/pVfEkIlRBoc/s320/ATT00052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110741187058777170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-8024204413380143539?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/8024204413380143539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=8024204413380143539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8024204413380143539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8024204413380143539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/09/heylook-what-i-found.html' title='Hey...look what i found'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/Ru0ACCGYvFI/AAAAAAAAADs/pVfEkIlRBoc/s72-c/ATT00052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-3881434060609442012</id><published>2007-09-11T02:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T02:35:55.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A dog"s Tale</title><content type='html'>This dog, is dog, a dog, good dog, way dog, to dog, keep dog, an dog, idiot dog, busy dog, for dog, 20 dog, seconds dog! ... Now read without the word dog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-3881434060609442012?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/3881434060609442012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=3881434060609442012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3881434060609442012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3881434060609442012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/09/dogs-tale.html' title='A dog&quot;s Tale'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-5279488244985503444</id><published>2007-08-04T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T04:40:34.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The bugger and the superhero</title><content type='html'>One day.....while i was busy studying, and Fabian, Chee way and Hari was busy talking about some football stuff in my room came an insect into my room. Damn...the bugger was flying here and there...making lots of noise and attacking everyone.. Everyone was shouting..."its behind you"...."kill it"...."stupid Fuck**" and so on so forth. Until.........SOMEONE...made a move. WEll...shall i call him a superhero or a murderer ???? You guys judge him by yourself. He used his 2nd weapon of mass destruction to kill the bugger..........luckily he used his 2nd....because if he had used his first weapon...we would all have died in a terrible manner...ahahahhahaa. You guys go figure out what is his first weapon of mass destruction certainly a weapon much feared by Bush and Osama. And here are some pics to follow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The so called bugger, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RrOLkVoVlnI/AAAAAAAAADE/NWtUtGZlQhY/s1600-h/Photo-0286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RrOLkVoVlnI/AAAAAAAAADE/NWtUtGZlQhY/s320/Photo-0286.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094569059884045938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Superhero...... or murderer....whichever suits you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RrOMF1oVloI/AAAAAAAAADM/THOms5ukOBI/s1600-h/Photo-0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RrOMF1oVloI/AAAAAAAAADM/THOms5ukOBI/s320/Photo-0289.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094569635409663618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Weapon used by our superhero......to kill mosquitoes....errm..in this time...The bugger...ahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RrONKVoVlqI/AAAAAAAAADc/pn57c_5VydE/s1600-h/Photo-0293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RrONKVoVlqI/AAAAAAAAADc/pn57c_5VydE/s320/Photo-0293.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094570812230702754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally......Sepandai pandai tupai melompat....akhirnya jatuh kedalam jamban jua...err...i mean tanah juga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RrOP9VoVlrI/AAAAAAAAADk/HkcfOogrRBA/s1600-h/Photo-0291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RrOP9VoVlrI/AAAAAAAAADk/HkcfOogrRBA/s320/Photo-0291.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094573887427286706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and residents and guests of ROOM Hb2 Wing B 2012 lived happily ever after.......i think..... from that day onwards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-5279488244985503444?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/5279488244985503444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=5279488244985503444&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5279488244985503444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5279488244985503444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/08/bugger-and-superhero.html' title='The bugger and the superhero'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RrOLkVoVlnI/AAAAAAAAADE/NWtUtGZlQhY/s72-c/Photo-0286.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-7349472192885742617</id><published>2007-08-01T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T18:27:01.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something to ponder....</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;~ You have to have confidence in your ability, and then be tough enough to follow through. ~  Rosalynn Carter &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-7349472192885742617?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/7349472192885742617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=7349472192885742617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7349472192885742617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/7349472192885742617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/08/something-to-ponder.html' title='something to ponder....'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-3268821922879549534</id><published>2007-07-31T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T00:20:13.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam madness</title><content type='html'>Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.....exam madness... 2 papers on tuesday and one on thursday...damn..damn. This is the life of a Financial Engineer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-3268821922879549534?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/3268821922879549534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=3268821922879549534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3268821922879549534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3268821922879549534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/07/exam-madness.html' title='exam madness'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-3348053405849379188</id><published>2007-07-29T06:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T06:46:32.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i got tagged....haha</title><content type='html'>Well, i had been doing quite a bit of stuying lately but i feel that no matter how much of studying i do, it is not enought to cover all the topics. haha Anyway, i was just brozzing through, and i bumped into vinyee blog and from there i found out that i had been tagged...so hahaha...here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1. The tag victim has to come up with 8 different points about his/her perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;2. Have to mention the gender of his/her perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag eight other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;4. If you are tagged the second time, there is NO need to do this again.&lt;br /&gt;5. Lastly, and most importantly, HAVE FUN DOING IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies..and here goes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Tharan's Perfect Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 . My perfect lover has got to be mature. Not old, but has to potray some kind of maturereddness no matter what age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Funny, definately she must make me laugh. A funny girl would know how to make my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Not emotional. I hate emotional girls, i cant get along with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Open Minded. A person who is not sensitive over anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Caring . Oviously, she has to care for me, right.????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Friendly - I like a girl who is friendly who is able to get along with anyone. haha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Understanding - A girl who trylly understands me. My sister thinks i am crazy, so i am sure this girl would understand my craziness..ahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Not materiliastic- Materilistic girls are so not my type. I think materialistic girls are childish.ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i would like to TAG all those bloggers who read my blog. ahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S For those of you girls who think that you can fit these 8 criterias, you may apply for the above post at tharan1985@hotmail.com. hahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-3348053405849379188?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/3348053405849379188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=3348053405849379188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3348053405849379188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3348053405849379188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-got-taggedhaha.html' title='i got tagged....haha'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-8651358891699517023</id><published>2007-07-20T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T00:29:18.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim Club Activities pics...ahahha</title><content type='html'>Just some pics from the recent swim club Agm and also the Ice Breaking. Swim Club Rockss..ahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDbkAfDT9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/4XMbB2VdEp0/s1600-h/DSC_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDbkAfDT9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/4XMbB2VdEp0/s320/DSC_0192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089308990580674514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the crowd that came for the AGM. It was scary at first when nobody turned up, but then like true malaysians they finally turned up.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDbmQfDT-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/-pkIEOkEVmY/s1600-h/DSC_0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDbmQfDT-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/-pkIEOkEVmY/s320/DSC_0247.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089309029235380194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'couple' hahhaa...Jessica and Kevin, They made it to become the comm of Swim CLub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDboAfDT_I/AAAAAAAAACE/zEJVCQhtXl4/s1600-h/DSC_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDboAfDT_I/AAAAAAAAACE/zEJVCQhtXl4/s320/DSC_0194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089309059300151282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOme Random pics of the AGM.......we had a blast..ahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDbqAfDUAI/AAAAAAAAACM/EEu3BUAJ8p0/s1600-h/DSC_0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDbqAfDUAI/AAAAAAAAACM/EEu3BUAJ8p0/s320/DSC_0320.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089309093659889666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDbrwfDUBI/AAAAAAAAACU/FkTgH9tNaK4/s1600-h/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDbrwfDUBI/AAAAAAAAACU/FkTgH9tNaK4/s320/DSC_0151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089309123724660754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later, We had our Ice Breaking........it was certainly a wet affair..ahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDg2AfDUCI/AAAAAAAAACc/Aqt5J1cQvac/s1600-h/DSC_0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDg2AfDUCI/AAAAAAAAACc/Aqt5J1cQvac/s320/DSC_0833.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089314797376458786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the members waiting for their turn to be introduced. hahaa....however it was long and draggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDg5AfDUDI/AAAAAAAAACk/R7yY2FbaHvo/s1600-h/DSC_0842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDg5AfDUDI/AAAAAAAAACk/R7yY2FbaHvo/s320/DSC_0842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089314848916066354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick group photo by our amatuer photographer Jia Wei. ahhaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDg5wfDUEI/AAAAAAAAACs/t9zQM9tQ8Jg/s1600-h/DSC_1004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDg5wfDUEI/AAAAAAAAACs/t9zQM9tQ8Jg/s320/DSC_1004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089314861800968258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont know what is Jessica doing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDg7QfDUFI/AAAAAAAAAC0/jRJ41waB1L0/s1600-h/DSC_1052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDg7QfDUFI/AAAAAAAAAC0/jRJ41waB1L0/s320/DSC_1052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089314887570772050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing session.....in the end they got splashed..ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDg7wfDUGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/v6dQN1M9Vr8/s1600-h/DSC_1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDg7wfDUGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/v6dQN1M9Vr8/s320/DSC_1127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089314896160706658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the group with their cheers. This is group Sotong...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-8651358891699517023?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/8651358891699517023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=8651358891699517023&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8651358891699517023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8651358891699517023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/07/swim-club-activities-picsahahha.html' title='Swim Club Activities pics...ahahha'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqDbkAfDT9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/4XMbB2VdEp0/s72-c/DSC_0192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-3122138549699829186</id><published>2007-07-20T14:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T14:19:26.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A nice picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqBS8AfDT8I/AAAAAAAAABs/kKaHw4fDL0s/s1600-h/fong.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqBS8AfDT8I/AAAAAAAAABs/kKaHw4fDL0s/s320/fong.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089158769804529602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN the picture , Fong is looking at Rusdi ( The Photographer ) while the rest are just not aware. You can just sense the calmness of Fong's face in the picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-3122138549699829186?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/3122138549699829186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=3122138549699829186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3122138549699829186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3122138549699829186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/07/nice-picture_20.html' title='A nice picture'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RqBS8AfDT8I/AAAAAAAAABs/kKaHw4fDL0s/s72-c/fong.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-4143879048053147693</id><published>2007-07-20T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T14:10:28.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A nice picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-4143879048053147693?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/4143879048053147693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=4143879048053147693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4143879048053147693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4143879048053147693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/07/nice-picture.html' title='A nice picture'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-2249721707623832012</id><published>2007-07-09T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T00:15:13.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i got ter -LEAU....</title><content type='html'>A quote from Leau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   " You guys can eat Bak Kut Teh and Sleep in my car , but when i eat Bak Kut Teh and sleep in my car, you guys will sleep forever. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn man..i was laughing my ass of when i heard that...seriously damn funny..hahhaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-2249721707623832012?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/2249721707623832012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=2249721707623832012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/2249721707623832012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/2249721707623832012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-got-ter-leau.html' title='i got ter -LEAU....'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-5247005409242173872</id><published>2007-06-23T12:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T13:25:58.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Random Pics</title><content type='html'>well, i was just browzing my phone's memory and i found some old pictures which was left lying idle on my phone. Just felt like posting em up..hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RnyoGPWo76I/AAAAAAAAAAc/fTIOArJVbds/s1600-h/Photo-0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;"src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RnyoGPWo76I/AAAAAAAAAAc/fTIOArJVbds/s320/Photo-0007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079119304921247650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of the best classes in MMU. THeater, i relaly enjoyed myself during the classes. Even i lecturer was great, Nell Ng. She is cute and even cuter when she starts scolding us. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RnyolPWo77I/AAAAAAAAAAk/hCj5ZyJBVGo/s1600-h/Photo-0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RnyolPWo77I/AAAAAAAAAAk/hCj5ZyJBVGo/s320/Photo-0030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079119837497192370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was during Hostel Binding camp. It was held in Sungai Congkak, and yes that was the camp that me and fabian shared. You can see Tiagu at the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/Rnyo__Wo78I/AAAAAAAAAAs/BancrHQlY3U/s1600-h/Photo-0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;"src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/Rnyo__Wo78I/AAAAAAAAAAs/BancrHQlY3U/s320/Photo-0032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079120297058693058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Famous Game of Gambling during Binding Camp.The loser ( Me of Course ) had to drink sirap + COffee + Broken Biscuits in it. Gosh, it was the worst drink ever ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RnypcvWo79I/AAAAAAAAAA0/mvmBNvdIb14/s1600-h/Photo-0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;"src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RnypcvWo79I/AAAAAAAAAA0/mvmBNvdIb14/s320/Photo-0034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079120790979932114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gang over at Hostel binding camp , Steve , Chee WEi , Aizu , and Tiagu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RnyqKPWo7-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/7A3AasmdS9I/s1600-h/Photo-0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;"src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RnyqKPWo7-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/7A3AasmdS9I/s320/Photo-0120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079121572663980002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Jag, i went over to KLCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RnyqbfWo7_I/AAAAAAAAABE/LLJAZoEGAZ4/s1600-h/Photo-0162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;"src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RnyqbfWo7_I/AAAAAAAAABE/LLJAZoEGAZ4/s320/Photo-0162.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079121869016723442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom driving and giving me a lecture on something....i forgot...quite sometime already....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/Rnyq4fWo8AI/AAAAAAAAABM/tJf3RmVJrDg/s1600-h/DSC00143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;"src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/Rnyq4fWo8AI/AAAAAAAAABM/tJf3RmVJrDg/s320/DSC00143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079122367232929794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has a thirst for knowledge including Laura, who was thirsty of course.hahaha. ( Took during Managerial Accounting class )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RnyrWvWo8BI/AAAAAAAAABU/d4aX2H4PPmM/s1600-h/Photo-0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;"src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RnyrWvWo8BI/AAAAAAAAABU/d4aX2H4PPmM/s320/Photo-0044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079122886923972626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to snap a picture of Papa Delta during an IEM trip to KLIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/Rnyrq_Wo8CI/AAAAAAAAABc/zHhHZnwa6iI/s1600-h/Photo-0209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;"src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/Rnyrq_Wo8CI/AAAAAAAAABc/zHhHZnwa6iI/s320/Photo-0209.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079123234816323618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Nephew Joel, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIll upload more next time..ahaha..Stay tuned&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-5247005409242173872?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/5247005409242173872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=5247005409242173872&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5247005409242173872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5247005409242173872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/06/some-random-pics.html' title='Some Random Pics'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RnyoGPWo76I/AAAAAAAAAAc/fTIOArJVbds/s72-c/Photo-0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-4285922680493821234</id><published>2007-06-21T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T17:23:51.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Original Guchimama</title><content type='html'>Guchimama..... god knows where the name came from....but i found it hillarious when i first heard of it. Yeah, i know you guys would like to make fun of the Guchimama..... there was a time when Guchimama was ' THE ONE " ahahaha...anyway..i found this picture in my hardisk, :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hail The Original Guchimama, ( Drew By Khoo Ken Loong )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RnpDWfWo75I/AAAAAAAAAAU/HTrwWR--Nd8/s1600-h/Photo-0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RnpDWfWo75I/AAAAAAAAAAU/HTrwWR--Nd8/s320/Photo-0031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078445583466295186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-4285922680493821234?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/4285922680493821234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=4285922680493821234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4285922680493821234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4285922680493821234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/06/original-guchimama.html' title='The Original Guchimama'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/RnpDWfWo75I/AAAAAAAAAAU/HTrwWR--Nd8/s72-c/Photo-0031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-3216013815727111542</id><published>2007-06-21T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T17:16:53.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back</title><content type='html'>It has been a while...it certainly has since i last logged in into blogger. Been requested by many to start posting..but i guess i was a bit too lazy. Anyway, the semester has just started with , gosh 7 subjects. I have not taken this many subjects before in my life. And to make matters worst, this semester we have a lot of IT subjects....programming , database...god knows what..ahah. My new room is quite ok but quite cramped due to the fact we have another roomate. Practically my whole room is in a mess, with some boxes left unpacked. Not because i am lazy , i just dont have the place to place my stuff. hehe. Anyway, i will write more about the orientation week , seriously i had the time of my life.. Anyway, expect more from me in the coming weeks, take care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oja Eh Oja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-3216013815727111542?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/3216013815727111542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=3216013815727111542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3216013815727111542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3216013815727111542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/06/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome back'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-118831435798606243</id><published>2007-05-06T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T17:46:55.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HI Five</title><content type='html'>WEll...i was thinking back the other days on songs which i like and suddenly a popular group...actually not popular group but a TV show came into my minds. It was HIgh Five, a show for kids. Hahaha.....you must be thinking why i should watch that show but i actually watched it when i was in Form 5. ahhaa , Actually because the girls were preety , and surprisingly i was not the only ones , my taiping and Sup Kambing buddy Weiyang also used to watch it because of the girls. haha. And my roomate Fabian , he also liked the girls there....not bad eh. My parents used to make fun of me watching the show , its for kids la. I remember my mom telling me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Mom : A big Buffolo like you also can watch this kind of show ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my dad would say something lke this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Dad : Eh..change the channel la......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the songs i like from that show was Robot Number ONe....i tried looking for the video in you tube but i managed to get the spanish version of it. So here goes.....enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gTJjsNoqgyo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gTJjsNoqgyo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/9287184-118831435798606243?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/118831435798606243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=118831435798606243&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/118831435798606243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/118831435798606243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/05/hi-five.html' title='HI Five'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-4246574361267005516</id><published>2007-04-29T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T22:28:30.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Captain Adrian has something for us all</title><content type='html'>"What's the use of worrying?&lt;br /&gt;It never was worth while,&lt;br /&gt;So pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag,&lt;br /&gt;And smile, smile, smile.&lt;br /&gt;--adrian hew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-4246574361267005516?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/4246574361267005516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=4246574361267005516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4246574361267005516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/4246574361267005516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/04/captain-adrian-has-something-for-us-all.html' title='Captain Adrian has something for us all'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-8727945880438670065</id><published>2007-04-29T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T00:55:22.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A chat with a good old friend</title><content type='html'>i was chatting with my good ol pal jag from uk...and he always has some words or stories to share with...Here goes the conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mohin says:&lt;br /&gt;wanna hear s story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;ok go ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mohin says:&lt;br /&gt;there was this boy always dream of buying a honda car.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mohin says:&lt;br /&gt;since he was 20 he wanted to buy it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mohin says:&lt;br /&gt;he reach 25 di he was still driving a kancil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mohin says:&lt;br /&gt;he reach 28 di he was still driving a kancil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mohin says:&lt;br /&gt;he reach 30 di he was still driving a kancil....suddenly on his 31st bday his gf bought him a ferrari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mohin says:&lt;br /&gt;whats the moral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan says:&lt;br /&gt;be patient..and you will get the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so remember that.....BE PATIENT AND YOU WILL GET THE BEST....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-8727945880438670065?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/8727945880438670065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=8727945880438670065&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8727945880438670065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/8727945880438670065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/04/chat-with-good-old-friend.html' title='A chat with a good old friend'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-5701962904609062139</id><published>2007-04-15T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T00:26:13.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test test'/><title type='text'>Going Paranoid.?</title><content type='html'>WEll...first and formost...Happy New Year to all Hindus and Punjabis . I certainly dont know what year it is in Hindu years.....5 thousand something kot...ahhaa. Anyway just to share something. The other day, i woke up suddenly from sleeping in the morning. I had this strange and weird feeling that i was going to die. Serioulsly....i dont know why ....not a dream or something but i really felt that my end was near or something. very weird , but after that i did a few strange things. I went and Sorted out all my notes and arranged all my textbooks, and telling Fabian about my stuff. ( HE wanted my Laptop damn...if i die , but i think him getting 4 flat should be more than enough ..haha ). Anyway a few days later, i had a few bad encounters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 .  IT happened in the new FIT building, while talking to someone after a meeting, i lost my balance and fell backwards on the side railing of FIT building. Damn...i was quite scared but thank got the railing was there to hold me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  IN taiping, i went out to town to get some stuff. As it was raining, and my mom car had no umbrella ( Rather strangely ) i got out from the car , locked the car and just ran across the road. AS i ran,  a van in which i didnt see  screeched to a halt a few meters away from me. Gosh...nearly got knocked down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise......i am still save and sound. hahaha..( Yess kree i am still very much alive......) HOwever, if anything happens to me , i would like to wish all of you guys.....you guys roxx. YOu trully made my life memorable and thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya...:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-5701962904609062139?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/5701962904609062139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=5701962904609062139&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5701962904609062139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5701962904609062139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/04/going-paranoid.html' title='Going Paranoid.?'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-3356454761656226319</id><published>2007-04-14T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T03:19:18.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was bored</title><content type='html'>WEll...exams for the week was done and i felt a bit bored. COuld not sleep. As i was just browzing through the internet, Chee Way buzzed me asking me to come to his room. So i went, and he started showing me some pics. Suddenly....i saw a picture....sorry...THE PICTURE...gosh...i just bursed out laughing....hahaahahaha.. GOSH..damn funny wei. With chee way's help, i managed to do something in paint..ahahhaa..not bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT BEFORE I SHOW YOU THE PICTURE........let me warn you.... THE PICTURE YOU ARE ABOUT TO SEE IS VERY GRAPHICAL..USER DESCRETION ADVISED. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SO LADIES AND GENTLEMAN..I PRESENT TO YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( drum rolls , )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/Rh_WhjToynI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5XvDAXhvp6o/s1600-h/Sheh+Leey.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052993178834618994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 395px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px" height="209" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/Rh_WhjToynI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5XvDAXhvp6o/s320/Sheh+Leey.JPG" width="151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/Rh_WhjToynI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5XvDAXhvp6o/s1600-h/Sheh+Leey.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-3356454761656226319?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/3356454761656226319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=3356454761656226319&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3356454761656226319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/3356454761656226319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-was-bored.html' title='I was bored'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUf7xqOw3K8/Rh_WhjToynI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5XvDAXhvp6o/s72-c/Sheh+Leey.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9287184.post-5789393115959453591</id><published>2007-04-02T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T22:09:21.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fool..ahahah</title><content type='html'>Any of you guys got duped.???? haha....i nearly got duped a few times yesterday but i was sharp enough not to get conned..ahahhaa. Well i duped a few , but nothing can beat the funniest victim of all, which was sheh leey. And so the story goes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early Sunday morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan : Eh Sheh Leey , Mr Kee called to tell that 2 of the judges cant come today. Can you get 2 replacement judges for me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheh Leey : HUH....really ah. Aiyaa...why la they cant come. Hard la like this. Wait i call Mr Kee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan : Yala...they cancel last minute, i wonder how water polo going to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheh Leey : Hmm.... Eh why they cant come ya ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tharan : They cant come because today is April Fool . ( I looked elsewhere coz i was afraid i will laugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheh Leey : Wah.... Why leh , they think we will lie to them ah because today is April FOOL DAY ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that i just bursted out laughing ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheh Leey : ( Looks speechless for a while before finnaly understanding the whole thing ) WEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII.....you conned me alreaedy..Tharan so bad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA&gt;&gt;..one of the funniest April Fool jokes i ever had in my life. hahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9287184-5789393115959453591?l=tharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/feeds/5789393115959453591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9287184&amp;postID=5789393115959453591&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5789393115959453591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9287184/posts/default/5789393115959453591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tharan.blogspot.com/2007/04/april-foolahahah.html' title='April Fool..ahahah'/><author><name>Tharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925402363752966524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
