<?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-7827620983932292454</id><updated>2011-07-17T06:56:00.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U n g k u S h a e n | Vanity</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-1171847993316097157</id><published>2010-03-31T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T10:47:34.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ultimate Guilty Pleasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/S7OKrbwMdmI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/FLKRjqRVR0E/s1600/jonas_brothers_1191029655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/S7OKrbwMdmI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/FLKRjqRVR0E/s320/jonas_brothers_1191029655.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454856052464711266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bastards! Thats it. Im confessing. I fucking love them. And I dont care who knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-1171847993316097157?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/1171847993316097157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=1171847993316097157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/1171847993316097157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/1171847993316097157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-ultimate-guilty-pleasure.html' title='My Ultimate Guilty Pleasure'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/S7OKrbwMdmI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/FLKRjqRVR0E/s72-c/jonas_brothers_1191029655.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-4059571314235870052</id><published>2010-03-20T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T12:25:54.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesolo Magica by Zaha Hadid Architects</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://static.dezeen.com/uploads/2010/03/dzn_Jesolo-Magica-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.dezeen.com/uploads/2010/03/dzn_Jesolo-Magica-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.dezeen.com/uploads/2010/03/dzn_Jesolo-Magica-25.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.dezeen.com/uploads/2010/03/dzn_Jesolo-Magica-14_1000.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.dezeen.com/uploads/2010/03/dzn_Jesolo-Magica-20.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.dezeen.com/uploads/2010/03/dzn_Jesolo-Magica-21.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.dezeen.com/uploads/2010/03/dzn_Jesolo-Magica-22.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', TimesNR, Times, serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(35, 31, 32); font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; text-transform: none; "&gt; …amazing… …context is ignored to the extent that buildings become interchangeable… …and despite this obvious aversion to the relevance of context, the marketing narrative is always location specific and completely generic… …the same conference/holiday/culture destination to spur local economic development…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; text-transform: none; "&gt;…these hadid projects are spawning around the planet like some sort of biological infestation… …one day we’ll find out that it’s all being generated by some highly evolved genetic algorithm… …and that she finally fired the entire studio once and for all… …no need for humans… …the software is all that matters anyway… …and it can finally drive itself…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; text-transform: none; "&gt;…if it wasn’t all so gruesomely poetic, I’d hate it… …but when you know that everything is proceeding exactly as intended, it’s hard not to appreciate the dark, sinister beauty of it all… …like being invaded by an alien civilization so much more advanced than our own, we can’t help but smile at the beauty of our own demise…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-4059571314235870052?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/4059571314235870052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-4903802943652795215</id><published>2010-03-20T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T12:05:31.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scratch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://static.dezeen.com/uploads/2010/03/dzn_Meals-from-Scratch-by-Jeremy-Innes-Hopkins-12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-4903802943652795215?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/4903802943652795215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-1998276708176177885</id><published>2010-02-18T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T12:21:53.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Klein Bottle House</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://architecture.rmit.edu.au/Projects/Images/alumni%20professional/mcr%20Klein-Bottle-House.jpg" alt="Image" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.coolhunting.com/images/Interior_Klein_Bottle_House.jpg" alt="Image" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://unusuallife.com/wp-content/uploads2006/2008/10/kb4.jpg" alt="Image" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Trebuchet MS', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(50, 61, 79); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;Klein Bottle House in far outer suburban Rye on the Mornington Peninsula.took out the residential category of the Australian Architecture Awards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Trebuchet MS', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(50, 61, 79); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utterly blissful. if this house was to be a woman, it would be Anne Hathaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McBride Charles Ryan who also designed Monaco House is fast becoming one of my favourite architects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-1998276708176177885?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/1998276708176177885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=1998276708176177885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/1998276708176177885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/1998276708176177885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2010/02/klein-bottle-house.html' title='Klein Bottle House'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-3259168007299071798</id><published>2010-02-18T12:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T12:18:28.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>architecture at its best</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://static.dezeen.com/uploads/2008/07/skipwaste-by-oliver-bishop-young-squ.jpg" alt="skipwaste-by-oliver-bishop-young-squ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-3259168007299071798?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/3259168007299071798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-5165353261520804588</id><published>2009-11-26T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T10:32:29.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW DO I BLOG</title><content type='html'>on my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-5165353261520804588?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/5165353261520804588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=5165353261520804588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/5165353261520804588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/5165353261520804588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-do-i-blog.html' title='HOW DO I BLOG'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-7249673019988363392</id><published>2009-11-26T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T07:58:36.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone Time at Home</title><content type='html'>I havent had one of these in a while! Im staying home tonight as I have nothing else to do and to be frank i cant even be arsed to do anything tonight.  im enjoying a nice cuppa with some crackers. lovely. I realised that my itch that can only be cured by having some time outside at a mamak disease gets boring after a while. so tonight! is the night that i will fallllll for nah im just kidding. as i was saying, tonight, is the night that i update everything down from Facebook to my blog. which has been neglected for oh so long! World Wide Web, I have returned.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-7249673019988363392?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/7249673019988363392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=7249673019988363392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/7249673019988363392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/7249673019988363392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2009/11/alone-time-at-home.html' title='Alone Time at Home'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-7929583215796417494</id><published>2009-09-04T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T14:46:42.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ketch-Up with Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SqGKuXunN4I/AAAAAAAAAIY/eDzHAy_7sQQ/s1600-h/murni-teh-tarik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SqGKuXunN4I/AAAAAAAAAIY/eDzHAy_7sQQ/s320/murni-teh-tarik.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377731959305222018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from a long mamak session with the boys. which i havent been doing for a while now and i have to admit we did catch up on a lot. Aidel, Iqbal, Aidi and Fawwaz was there tonight, we just hung out at Mamak Bistro in 14.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual, i was outrageously yet fashionably late due to me hooking up the pond we got from grandma before i left to meet them. o yea we have a nice new pond now! with about 8 fishes! which im naming one of em Toto! after a special someone * wink wink if your reading this* lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways yes back to the story, as always, i arrive and they make fun of me for being late and stuff. i was shocked to see all my friends with new haircuts, all shaven and clean cuts, with Aidel looking the most ridiculous. love it. i feel like shaving my hair now just to be part of the crew. but i was glad to say that Iqbal did question me upon my arrival ' asal rambut kau macam edward cullen sial?'  hehe the look i was going for exactly. as much as i hate that chap, Val likes it and thinks i look sexy with that look so yea thats for you sayang :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;god damn it, i keep swaying off topic! anyways yes we resolved Fawwaz's little dilemma by giving a simple solution, which i hope he takes to heart. anyways yea we spoke about a lot more but mostly just rantings about random things like the embarassing malay behaviour. sometimes i just get annoyed with the people who ruin it for other people. sheesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-7929583215796417494?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/7929583215796417494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=7929583215796417494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/7929583215796417494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/7929583215796417494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2009/09/ketch-up-with-friends.html' title='Ketch-Up with Friends'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SqGKuXunN4I/AAAAAAAAAIY/eDzHAy_7sQQ/s72-c/murni-teh-tarik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-6652722078354293107</id><published>2009-03-24T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:02:50.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Farah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/ScnI_dOr77I/AAAAAAAAAIE/wVICkS0AHCA/s1600-h/DSC00302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/ScnIQx5aMcI/AAAAAAAAAH0/KZhK3nlP6Rs/s320/DSC00253.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317001025685172674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-8744576214777428334?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/8744576214777428334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=8744576214777428334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/8744576214777428334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/8744576214777428334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-like-tank-tops.html' title='I Like Tank Tops'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/ScnIQx5aMcI/AAAAAAAAAH0/KZhK3nlP6Rs/s72-c/DSC00253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-6277101838211249350</id><published>2009-02-07T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T03:30:58.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Robot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SY1v4NU9GnI/AAAAAAAAAHc/LlOUKcryiIo/s1600-h/sad-bot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SY1v4NU9GnI/AAAAAAAAAHc/LlOUKcryiIo/s320/sad-bot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300015347925850738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon the stairway of despair,&lt;br /&gt;Complete with broken love affairs&lt;br /&gt;And promises that never came,&lt;br /&gt;But faded with a touch of shame,&lt;br /&gt;A gorgeous girl with golden red hair&lt;br /&gt;And innocence so sadly rare,&lt;br /&gt;Strove to keep her head above&lt;br /&gt;A way of life devoid of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling pinned against Life's wall,&lt;br /&gt;She chanced upon a robot tall&lt;br /&gt;And said, "Please come and share with me&lt;br /&gt;Whatever Fate has deemed to be.&lt;br /&gt;I'm through with love, done with chances&lt;br /&gt;Spirit crushed by past romances,&lt;br /&gt;Just be a friend in word and deed.&lt;br /&gt;That's all that I shall ever need."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's not too much from me to learn,"&lt;br /&gt;Remarked the robot, in return.&lt;br /&gt;"Emotions do not form a part&lt;br /&gt;of my cold, solid-steel heart.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever maker fashioned me&lt;br /&gt;Did not permit my circuitry&lt;br /&gt;Responsiveness to love or pain -&lt;br /&gt;You're thoughts for me would be in vain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No matter", spoke the maid. "No more&lt;br /&gt;Do I wish passion to explore.&lt;br /&gt;Be someone I can come home to&lt;br /&gt;When my exhausting day is through.&lt;br /&gt;Count yourself a well-worn shoe -&lt;br /&gt;A friend that I can slip into . . .&lt;br /&gt;Protection from a stone cold floor . . .&lt;br /&gt;For this I ask and nothing more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreement made, he took her hand&lt;br /&gt;And lived the life that she had planned,&lt;br /&gt;Always willing, not demanding,&lt;br /&gt;Aiding her with understanding&lt;br /&gt;He made her smile with humorous wit&lt;br /&gt;(As his restrictions would permit)&lt;br /&gt;And, bit by bit, she came to feel&lt;br /&gt;That he was more than iron and steel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you, robot", she at last&lt;br /&gt;Replied when several months had passed.&lt;br /&gt;"You're strength and quiet dignity&lt;br /&gt;Have brought a wondrous change in me.&lt;br /&gt;No more do I feel all alone,&lt;br /&gt;And pray you must be flesh and bone.&lt;br /&gt;Deep-set emotions you MUST feel&lt;br /&gt;Within that outer coat of steel!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I were able, I would say&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I was made this way&lt;br /&gt;But my design and programmation&lt;br /&gt;Does not provide for that creation&lt;br /&gt;Of feelings normal men may feel&lt;br /&gt;That were not born of iron and steel.&lt;br /&gt;I told you all this once before.&lt;br /&gt;You have no right expecting more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go, then!" cried she. "I will not live&lt;br /&gt;Beside a fiend who cannot give!&lt;br /&gt;Though I be battered by misuse,&lt;br /&gt;Misguided trust and strong abuse,&lt;br /&gt;At least the men I chose were real&lt;br /&gt;And had the power to love and feel.&lt;br /&gt;Of all the lovers I recall,&lt;br /&gt;You are the cruelest one of all!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The robot, indestructible,&lt;br /&gt;Continues freely and at will.&lt;br /&gt;Emotionless, apparently,&lt;br /&gt;But, bearing closer scrutiny,&lt;br /&gt;One can see a small tear streak&lt;br /&gt;Down that cold, metallic cheek&lt;br /&gt;As I reflect upon my life . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-6277101838211249350?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/6277101838211249350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=6277101838211249350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/6277101838211249350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/6277101838211249350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2009/02/robot.html' title='The Robot'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SY1v4NU9GnI/AAAAAAAAAHc/LlOUKcryiIo/s72-c/sad-bot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-691827352709394004</id><published>2008-12-20T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T00:12:47.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>U.S. of A!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SU36W7-kcvI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ywKMw2g8Grg/s1600-h/PC070533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SU36W7-kcvI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ywKMw2g8Grg/s320/PC070533.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282153209939653362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have returned from the long awaited holiday! The family and I took a lovely week and a half long vacation to the states which was enjoyable at most points, but urghhhh so annoying at some minor parts of it. The trip there for instance, took about 2 days of flight time, stopping firstly at Singapore where we had to wait for 7 whole hours at Changi Airport but that wasnt too bad, specially with the amount of thigns to do with the internet and cinema and DUTY FREE SHOPPINGGG. even the smoking garden has sunny yellow sunflowers staring back at you. relaxing!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 hours later, off to TOKYOOOO. we had another transit at Nagita Airport and that was my first time being on Japanese soil! The Japanese are soooooo clean to a point i felt rather freaked out by it all. Mother was amused at how the tiny cars looked like toys haha the staff, to me, were like litle robots as i watched them refuel the plane and clear the baggage and stuff. they work so efficiently! apart from that, while waiting i actually had genuine japanese made sushi! it was rather sick to be honest. since i didnt know how to speak japanese i couldnt tell them what i wanted so i ended up buying this box full of weird sushi and i have no idea what happened at the counter as the woman mumbled something in japanese really fast, and all of a sudden i was given some money back and i was just stood there like ummmm thank you? walked off in disbelief as i had no idea whether she gave me the right amount of change or even the right kind of sushi and all that. so yea. LANGUAGE. IMPORTANT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, after 2 days of travelling we arrived at LAX, the world reknowned airport and i hated this part the most of the holiday. can you believe they bloody stooped me for "further interrogation" and i was thinking okkk right sure. " mind me asking what thsi is all for? " and the immigration guy smiles and goes " oh dont worry its just a random check. everyone goes through it :)" and the secodn i entered the interrogation waiting room, i see a room full of Asians and i think to myself " hmmm random. o yea sure....." so it came to my turn and they asked me all sorts of silly questions! how tall was i? my eye colour? my intentions in the states, where ill be staying, my parents occupations bla bla. and to top it all of, i had to do it 3 times cause the stupid american system doesnt work properly cause theyre proper shit and kept deleting my information. i swear the americans are paranoid to fuck. 2 hours i was stuck there! ridicolous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok skip all that, we finally were allowed out of the airport! first thing that struck me, the gigantic Chevrolet Tahoe which is absolutely mind blowingly huge right, and i looked around and saw all these american cars which were a mammoth of a size! and i thought wowwwww damn! i have fallen in love with the Tahoe and Escalade i must say. never saw the big deal bout them, but i do now. WOWWWWWW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visited the Walk of Fame where those stars on the sidewalk are, for further photos, do visit my facebook album when it gets uploaded. so yea i saw loads of names which i recognized! Johnny Depp, Godzilla, Muhammad Ali, all that jazz. went to the famous Chinese Theater where they host the premieres and stuff. that was pretty ace. had all the celebrities footprints and handprints! the cast of Harry Potter and Will Smith and Donald Duck even! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the daytime, the walk would be filled with people! even people in costumes dressed up as famous characters! i took photos with Batman, Darth Maul, Vader and a Storm Trooper, even Captain America and Michael Jackson! speaking of celebs, we went to Target for grocery shopping and at the counter, we saw Diane Keaton! she looks better in life than on tv! shes so tall and i must say for her age, she doesnt look too bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after 3 days of being in Hollywood, only then did we manage to discover the infamous Hollywood sign on the hills. youd think youd see it the second you arrive in Hollywood but nope. looked for 3 days till we found it haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent 4 days in Hollywood till we moved to San Diego to Welk Resort. Welk Resort is coming up in the next post! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-691827352709394004?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/691827352709394004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=691827352709394004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/691827352709394004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/691827352709394004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/12/us-of.html' title='U.S. of A!'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SU36W7-kcvI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ywKMw2g8Grg/s72-c/PC070533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-8661089230030271050</id><published>2008-11-06T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T08:56:58.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Need To Ramble</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had that? Im actually undergoing this outrageous feeling of wearyness and sheer kepenatan! i have no idea why but its bout 10 to 1 am and im never usually this shattered!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall not delve in deeper details of my escapades but basically ive had a rather long day. and misses Farah cause i would looooove for her to fix my back for me as it is just killing me. ive forgotten how this feels like as i used to always experience this back during semester days. my back would be aching cause id be so stressed out and so bloody knackered. farah would sit on me and with her titanic of a  weight fix my ever so aching back. ive tried teaching my brothers but they dont weigh enough. bless them. cept maybe for Dany but hes a tank hell probably crush me instead of fix me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im Tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet im still writing. I think deep down inside, im trying to see how long i can last? cause well my eyes are burning and i keep on re-reading what ive just written trying to make sense of it. im finding it dificult.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard this one time that a guy actually DIED due to lack of sleep. apparently your heart stops functioning or some kinda bollocks. im not sure if i believe it but im quite worried. with a hint of excitement which is probably why im staying up instead of resting. maybe id die. maybe i wouldnt. wow adrenalin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok my minds thinking about Iron Man now. do you think he ever gets tired? with that awesome battery glowing heart of his? why would he ever need rest? does the battery itself get tired you think? i dont know. these things are just in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think im done. to be frank thres a ton of mess in my head right and i cant pick soemthing to ramble on about. IM TIRED I SAID.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im off. anyone wanna meet up in Dreamland? gimme a ring. 013 335 2880.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night  x x x x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-8661089230030271050?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/8661089230030271050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=8661089230030271050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/8661089230030271050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/8661089230030271050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/11/need-to-ramble.html' title='The Need To Ramble'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-542385783998176674</id><published>2008-11-05T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T18:28:14.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>President Elect Barack Obama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SRHOkltxzdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/hyxDa3MbcPM/s1600-h/barack-obama-bw.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SRHOkltxzdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/hyxDa3MbcPM/s320/barack-obama-bw.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265216567367552466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have an intense impression that a fresh wind will drift into the Washington air upon his arrival, that he will be a president of a new generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus i think anybody who has been in GQ and runs for president, gets my vote. congratulations my man. now lead the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-542385783998176674?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/542385783998176674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=542385783998176674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/542385783998176674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/542385783998176674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/11/president-elect-barack-obama.html' title='President Elect Barack Obama'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SRHOkltxzdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/hyxDa3MbcPM/s72-c/barack-obama-bw.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-200393317220466568</id><published>2008-11-03T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:04:14.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want my Neo :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SQ8u6l3ns0I/AAAAAAAAAG0/zFi-SZCTfOA/s1600-h/DSC_2870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SQ8u6l3ns0I/AAAAAAAAAG0/zFi-SZCTfOA/s320/DSC_2870.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264478073552089922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-200393317220466568?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/200393317220466568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=200393317220466568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/200393317220466568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/200393317220466568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-want-my-neo.html' title='I want my Neo :('/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SQ8u6l3ns0I/AAAAAAAAAG0/zFi-SZCTfOA/s72-c/DSC_2870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-8372583234762972874</id><published>2008-10-29T04:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T04:35:11.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All I wanted were some McShaker Fries :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SQhKY0hk4JI/AAAAAAAAAGk/LxzkbP7GKo0/s1600-h/2855386345_cd03f198b0_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SQhKY0hk4JI/AAAAAAAAAGk/LxzkbP7GKo0/s320/2855386345_cd03f198b0_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262537954859212946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove to the McDonalds in Subang to find that they were out of stock.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I drove to the McDonalds in Subang Parade to find that they were out of stock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I drove to the McDonalds in Centrepoint Bandar Utama to find that they were out of stock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I wanted were some McShaker Fries :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-8372583234762972874?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/8372583234762972874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=8372583234762972874' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/8372583234762972874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/8372583234762972874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-i-wanted-were-some-mcshaker-fries.html' title='All I wanted were some McShaker Fries :('/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SQhKY0hk4JI/AAAAAAAAAGk/LxzkbP7GKo0/s72-c/2855386345_cd03f198b0_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-5072682063463752215</id><published>2008-10-22T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T11:11:06.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Them Worn Out Pumas On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SP9sQM1ISDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Br48PSXXA7Q/s1600-h/Peace__Love__and_Running_by_FuzzyYellowDuckling.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SP9sQM1ISDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Br48PSXXA7Q/s320/Peace__Love__and_Running_by_FuzzyYellowDuckling.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260041915369801778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to put my kicks on every morning and enjoy a bit of fresh air and scenery in the mornings before i jet to work. Shaen is turning over a new leaf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-5072682063463752215?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/5072682063463752215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=5072682063463752215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/5072682063463752215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/5072682063463752215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/10/get-them-worn-out-pumas-on.html' title='Get Them Worn Out Pumas On'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SP9sQM1ISDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Br48PSXXA7Q/s72-c/Peace__Love__and_Running_by_FuzzyYellowDuckling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-673588027495929261</id><published>2008-10-20T13:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T14:05:34.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quattro Opening Night and Birthday Celebrations at Deutches Gasthaus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPzyHW-EO0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/AqdvqT3s5vQ/s1600-h/17102008073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPzyHW-EO0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/AqdvqT3s5vQ/s320/17102008073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259344673100806978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPzyIpu__LI/AAAAAAAAAF8/RqXWKifmuSU/s1600-h/17102008071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPzyIpu__LI/AAAAAAAAAF8/RqXWKifmuSU/s320/17102008071.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259344695317757106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPzyI-Wjl_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/yz9wlBZMHcc/s1600-h/17102008076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPzyI-Wjl_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/yz9wlBZMHcc/s320/17102008076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259344700852377586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPzyJ_kQ3UI/AAAAAAAAAGM/SxU8kt0JjtA/s1600-h/18102008090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPzyJ_kQ3UI/AAAAAAAAAGM/SxU8kt0JjtA/s320/18102008090.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259344718358175042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPzyKfwqXtI/AAAAAAAAAGU/026nx0DPAI0/s1600-h/17102008083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPzyKfwqXtI/AAAAAAAAAGU/026nx0DPAI0/s320/17102008083.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259344727000112850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-673588027495929261?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/673588027495929261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=673588027495929261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/673588027495929261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/673588027495929261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/10/quattro-opening-night-and-birthday.html' title='Quattro Opening Night and Birthday Celebrations at Deutches Gasthaus!'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPzyHW-EO0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/AqdvqT3s5vQ/s72-c/17102008073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-2573332042768604227</id><published>2008-10-19T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T13:03:44.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLY SHIT! I FORGOT RAYA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPuDKlaWrSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/AaXLqGZKUtg/s1600-h/IMG_5616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPuDKlaWrSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/AaXLqGZKUtg/s320/IMG_5616.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258941207749766434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Raya passed a few weeks back and i never actually thought about posting it up! anwyays here you are! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these photos are from raya at auntie shidals house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPt_xt8hl9I/AAAAAAAAAFE/HKnzkpBewTE/s1600-h/IMG_5479.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPt_xt8hl9I/AAAAAAAAAFE/HKnzkpBewTE/s320/IMG_5479.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258937482008958930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPt_xwpy53I/AAAAAAAAAFM/REupYVRg_YM/s1600-h/IMG_5519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPt_xwpy53I/AAAAAAAAAFM/REupYVRg_YM/s320/IMG_5519.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258937482735708018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPt_yntdVgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/buLOVpdTA-w/s1600-h/IMG_5521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPt_yntdVgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/buLOVpdTA-w/s320/IMG_5521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258937497515021826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPt_zcRI8RI/AAAAAAAAAFc/LIu3D5oKVhY/s1600-h/IMG_5525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPt_zcRI8RI/AAAAAAAAAFc/LIu3D5oKVhY/s320/IMG_5525.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258937511623323922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPt_0AVaRAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/adCWFBS0Rr0/s1600-h/IMG_5548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPt_0AVaRAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/adCWFBS0Rr0/s320/IMG_5548.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258937521304912898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Raya at her house was actually really good! i had alotta fun meeting all the cousins and the uncles and aunties. aunty made soto which was soooooo good. i had more servings than i should have without telling aunty woops! it was supposed to be rationed out for eveyrone you see lol and after that we had a family picture taking session which was horrific. so many little ones running around and so much noise! i felt so adgitated trying to organize the li'l uns for the photo!  but in the end, it turned out perrrrrrfecto. ( btw the family photo was supposed to be down here but for some silly reason blogger isnt allowing me to drag it down so its stuck up there. enjoy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-2573332042768604227?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/2573332042768604227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=2573332042768604227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/2573332042768604227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/2573332042768604227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/10/holy-shit-i-forgot-raya.html' title='HOLY SHIT! I FORGOT RAYA'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SPuDKlaWrSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/AaXLqGZKUtg/s72-c/IMG_5616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-1963654499884094797</id><published>2008-09-14T09:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T09:46:56.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SM0_4U2NAsI/AAAAAAAAAE8/9wCxiP6r-e8/s1600-h/Image(288).jpg"&gt;check out how much we have grown over the past year!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SM0_4U2NAsI/AAAAAAAAAE8/9wCxiP6r-e8/s1600-h/Image(288).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SM0_4U2NAsI/AAAAAAAAAE8/9wCxiP6r-e8/s320/Image(288).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245919377857774274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-1963654499884094797?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/1963654499884094797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=1963654499884094797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/1963654499884094797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/1963654499884094797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/09/memories.html' title='Memories :)'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SM0_4U2NAsI/AAAAAAAAAE8/9wCxiP6r-e8/s72-c/Image(288).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-2989871737296909988</id><published>2008-09-12T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T06:53:13.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping In Full Comfort</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; nowadays, this is what i sleep on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SMpzrsgv-pI/AAAAAAAAAE0/JUPPoX_xzCY/s1600-h/bed.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SMpzrsgv-pI/AAAAAAAAAE0/JUPPoX_xzCY/s320/bed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245131910546455186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but during the laaaaavely old days of semester 3, this was practically my routine. Staying up till the early mornings doing assignments in the studio. Checking on my work at 7am, sitting down, resting my head, and falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SMpxXJMrXlI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zAFJJskVb-g/s1600-h/DSC_3358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SMpxXJMrXlI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zAFJJskVb-g/s320/DSC_3358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245129358446386770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SMpxXcuJqsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/E3tIYIYmaxA/s1600-h/pi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SMpxXcuJqsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/E3tIYIYmaxA/s320/pi.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245129363687058114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SMpxXkaUwXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/AAA4-38DWQM/s1600-h/DSC_3361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SMpxXkaUwXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/AAA4-38DWQM/s320/DSC_3361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245129365751382386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SMpxXxGPEYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/M4pLYOUrpqI/s1600-h/DSC_3362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SMpxXxGPEYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/M4pLYOUrpqI/s320/DSC_3362.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245129369156784514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SMpxXzFq_MI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gzIWX-0O44E/s1600-h/DSC_3364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SMpxXzFq_MI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gzIWX-0O44E/s320/DSC_3364.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245129369691290818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy am i glad im done with that. sweeeeeeeeeeet sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-2989871737296909988?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/2989871737296909988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=2989871737296909988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/2989871737296909988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/2989871737296909988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/09/sleeping-in-full-comfort.html' title='Sleeping In Full Comfort'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SMpzrsgv-pI/AAAAAAAAAE0/JUPPoX_xzCY/s72-c/bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-3511963012064218354</id><published>2008-09-12T03:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T03:37:19.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat My Shoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SMpGTHZXA5I/AAAAAAAAADo/jtlO8fzSguk/s1600-h/nike+burger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SMpGTHZXA5I/AAAAAAAAADo/jtlO8fzSguk/s320/nike+burger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245082010243236754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nike Burger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;By Olle Hemmendorff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-3511963012064218354?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/3511963012064218354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=3511963012064218354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/3511963012064218354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/3511963012064218354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/09/eat-my-shoe.html' title='Eat My Shoe'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SMpGTHZXA5I/AAAAAAAAADo/jtlO8fzSguk/s72-c/nike+burger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-3687805049521987991</id><published>2008-09-05T12:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T12:15:41.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Science Proves Exotic Cars Turn Women On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SMGE04LFB9I/AAAAAAAAADg/piJS5MYl3Os/s1600-h/lamborghini.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SMGE04LFB9I/AAAAAAAAADg/piJS5MYl3Os/s320/lamborghini.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242617485202884562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div id="article_text" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 1.2em/normal georgia, 'times new roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.24em; padding-bottom: 18px; "&gt;A study commissioned by a phallically named insurance company proves beyond all doubt that the unbridled roar of an Italian supercar turns women on but the soft purr of a fuel-efficient econobox doesn't stimulate anyone's MPG-spot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.24em; padding-bottom: 18px; "&gt;David Moxon subjected 40 men and women to the sounds of a Maserati, Lamborghini and Ferrari, then measured the amount of testosterone in their saliva. He found everyone had higher levels of the stuff -- a measure of their arousal -- after hearing the revving exotics, but the amount the women had was off the charts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.24em; padding-bottom: 18px; "&gt;The econobox, however, left everyone colder than a January day in Nome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a id="more" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="entry-more" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; clear: both; font: normal normal normal 1.2em/normal georgia, 'times new roman', serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.24em; padding-bottom: 18px; "&gt;The study was commissioned by the ultra-exclusive British insurer &lt;a href="http://www.hiscox.com/" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hiscox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (we &lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;swear&lt;/em&gt; we're not making this up), which was curious to know how people respond to high-end luxury cars. "We knew owners of luxury cars felt a connection with the sound of their vehicles," &lt;a href="http:" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;says Steve Langan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, managing director of the insurance company. "We have now scientifically proven the physical attraction people feel when it comes to cars."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.24em; padding-bottom: 18px; "&gt;To test the theory that high-performance cars get people hot, Moxon had 40 men and women  listen to recordings of the three Italian exotics and a Volkswagen Polo. Everyone had significantly more testosterone after hearing the exotics, and &lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; of the women were turned on by the Maserati. The guys, on the other hand, were drawn to the Lamborghini.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.24em; padding-bottom: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;“We saw significant peaks in the amount of testosterone in the body, particularly in women," Maxon says, noting that even women who said they had no interest in cars were turned on. "Testosterone is indicative of positive arousal in the human body so we can confidently conclude from the results out today that the roar of a luxury car engine actually does cause a primeval physiological response.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.24em; padding-bottom: 18px; "&gt;As for the Polo? Everyone had &lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;less&lt;/em&gt; testosterone after listening to it. That means the &lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;acceleratus interruptus &lt;/em&gt;of a Prius going all-electric in traffic is automotive equivalent of skin flicks starring previous secretaries of state, despite General Motors' claim that nearly nine out of 10 women would &lt;a href="http://blog.wired.com/cars/2008/05/chicks-dig-my-t.html" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;rather talk to a guy in a hybrid than a Porsche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-7099068506934803248</id><published>2008-08-30T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T23:11:10.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>51 going on 18</title><content type='html'>31st of August marks the birthdays of two of my most treasured associations, my beloved nation and my only love :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very happy birthday to both of you and i wish you a long long life and may you both meet each other one day. Happy Birthday Aimee, Happy Birthday Malaysia :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-7099068506934803248?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/7099068506934803248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=7099068506934803248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/7099068506934803248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/7099068506934803248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/08/51-going-on-18.html' title='51 going on 18'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-6585885583861745293</id><published>2008-08-30T13:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T13:58:37.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Common and Pharell? Can It Get Any Better?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GH5KaTiVqLk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GH5KaTiVqLk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/7827620983932292454-6585885583861745293?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/6585885583861745293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=6585885583861745293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/6585885583861745293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/6585885583861745293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/08/common-and-pharell-can-it-get-any.html' title='Common and Pharell? Can It Get Any Better?'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-2215707903981577967</id><published>2008-08-30T13:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T13:52:57.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Take It Back. Im Proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z8Wl3firJQk&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z8Wl3firJQk&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/7827620983932292454-2215707903981577967?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/2215707903981577967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=2215707903981577967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/2215707903981577967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/2215707903981577967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-take-it-back-im-proud.html' title='I Take It Back. Im Proud'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-515236862125372235</id><published>2008-08-30T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T11:39:26.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MERDEKA!! was terrible?</title><content type='html'>ok i spent my merdeka this year, my nations INDE fucking PENDANCE DAY....in a jam. yes i did. the clock struck 12 and i was in a jam, at Sunway, on the bloody highway. the jam was absolutely horendous, i was shouting out " MERDEKA SUCKSSSSSS" out the window to other cars. terrible. Iqbal, my man, Happy Merdeka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens, boys and girls, if you DO NOT PLAN. so learn from me, and next year, plans something beforehand. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill leave you gusy with a video :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLmSBONa25I/AAAAAAAAADQ/FUlMs-ZFXJA/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLmSBONa25I/AAAAAAAAADQ/FUlMs-ZFXJA/s320/DSC00193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240380191114189714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunway, at midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLmRwnwyxxI/AAAAAAAAADI/flVQ3adiSQo/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLmRwnwyxxI/AAAAAAAAADI/flVQ3adiSQo/s320/DSC00192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240379905915668242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fef0b018cfcc287f" 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" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfef0b018cfcc287f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331316250%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1A84258AEEB1B28531830CFB23C6237C143B5029.73280D2071C6242E6546951D52E8DEDF4BA58B87%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfef0b018cfcc287f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8gGh42kt7Ab5mek-HHcww7GIBVU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfef0b018cfcc287f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331316250%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1A84258AEEB1B28531830CFB23C6237C143B5029.73280D2071C6242E6546951D52E8DEDF4BA58B87%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfef0b018cfcc287f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8gGh42kt7Ab5mek-HHcww7GIBVU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-515236862125372235?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fef0b018cfcc287f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/515236862125372235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=515236862125372235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/515236862125372235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/515236862125372235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/08/merdeka-was-terrible.html' title='MERDEKA!! was terrible?'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLmSBONa25I/AAAAAAAAADQ/FUlMs-ZFXJA/s72-c/DSC00193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-9122306877670051712</id><published>2008-08-29T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T11:14:26.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Employment?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLg4KENOiNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Ux2kP3rYNT0/s1600-h/zdr_lg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLg4KENOiNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Ux2kP3rYNT0/s320/zdr_lg.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239999912024639698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLg8dK5WLoI/AAAAAAAAADA/Uj7aLpHiuew/s1600-h/moyens_kuala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLg8dK5WLoI/AAAAAAAAADA/Uj7aLpHiuew/s320/moyens_kuala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240004638284328578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLg4KENOiNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Ux2kP3rYNT0/s1600-h/zdr_lg.gif"&gt;i have a job! im working at the KL-reknown architecture ZDR Architects. next week, portfolio time. wish me luck!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-9122306877670051712?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/9122306877670051712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=9122306877670051712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/9122306877670051712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/9122306877670051712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-job-im-working-at-kl-reknown.html' title='Employment?'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLg4KENOiNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Ux2kP3rYNT0/s72-c/zdr_lg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-4270511378612674767</id><published>2008-08-28T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T10:07:22.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLba4FmASGI/AAAAAAAAACo/jKFhqqsMxEQ/s1600-h/dora-the-explorer3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLba4FmASGI/AAAAAAAAACo/jKFhqqsMxEQ/s320/dora-the-explorer3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239615873601259618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It came to me before, while watching Dora the Explorer, ( i was browsing through the channel and thought hey cool i never watch this show. she seems cute) i realised wow what irresponsible parents she must have to let her explore the jungle like that! they just leave her with some talking back pack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-4270511378612674767?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/4270511378612674767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=4270511378612674767' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/4270511378612674767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/4270511378612674767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/08/random-rant.html' title='Random Rant'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLba4FmASGI/AAAAAAAAACo/jKFhqqsMxEQ/s72-c/dora-the-explorer3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-3414963940032579037</id><published>2008-08-28T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T09:47:59.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belle Returns!</title><content type='html'>yay shes been on holiday in Cornwall for like a week so i havent been able to speak to her and i miss her terriblyyyyyyyy. i text her every day and i get great great replies but i just wanan talk to her! like properly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways yea she sback tomroow so i cant wait for her to tell me bout her holidays and show me all her photos and aw shes gonna be so excited. i will too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;je'taime Belle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-3414963940032579037?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/3414963940032579037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=3414963940032579037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/3414963940032579037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/3414963940032579037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/08/belle-returns.html' title='Belle Returns!'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-2124706212185782336</id><published>2008-08-28T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T02:23:59.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GAP! Kids?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLZuQwhFNJI/AAAAAAAAABw/OEeEOjcRc-k/s1600-h/gapkids-regent-window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLZuQwhFNJI/AAAAAAAAABw/OEeEOjcRc-k/s320/gapkids-regent-window.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239496450672768146" 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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLZubaLrQoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ye_DOZu9cJ4/s1600-h/gap_kids_uniform.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLZubaLrQoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ye_DOZu9cJ4/s320/gap_kids_uniform.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239496633655968386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a possibility that i may be working at Gap Kids since Hazeryl who works there just told me like theres an opening and they practically hire you there and then. so this might be a successful cause. ill have a job..ill have money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but Gap Kids? i dunno....am i willing to be sorrounded by these little guys all day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm well see how it goes. ill take a trip to Gardens later today and see how it all goesssssssssss. wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-2124706212185782336?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/2124706212185782336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=2124706212185782336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/2124706212185782336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/2124706212185782336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/08/gap-kids.html' title='GAP! Kids?'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLZuQwhFNJI/AAAAAAAAABw/OEeEOjcRc-k/s72-c/gapkids-regent-window.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-1229413657989939414</id><published>2008-08-27T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T12:13:50.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farah Misses Her Anus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWnP1NE-eI/AAAAAAAAABo/CAL4m4Il8FI/s1600-h/n570939250_927551_4289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWnP1NE-eI/AAAAAAAAABo/CAL4m4Il8FI/s320/n570939250_927551_4289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239277631937247714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my good friend Farah. yes she misses her anus. i have no idea where it went, but shes missing it. she told me herself. sick sick little girl.....sigh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-1229413657989939414?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/1229413657989939414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=1229413657989939414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/1229413657989939414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/1229413657989939414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/08/farah-misses-her-anus.html' title='Farah Misses Her Anus'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWnP1NE-eI/AAAAAAAAABo/CAL4m4Il8FI/s72-c/n570939250_927551_4289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-2043174920627645125</id><published>2008-08-27T11:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T11:57:53.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" I'm Like a Bird! I'll Always Fly Awayyyyy"</title><content type='html'>this song instantly came to my head when i thought " hey! im done for the semester now! im freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEA! im done yo. ive been done for a while now actually but i forgot to post it up cause well truthfully i forgot i had a blog! till about 15 minutes ago. holy shit janganla terasa ok blog ku sayang ku? but yea so ill just post it up anyways now. apparently Farah and Kai checks it everyday. sorry to have been dissapointing you for the past weeks! i know your reading. aint that freaky FarahKai? like i know your reading. are you freaked out right now? i bet you are heehee. i see you kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever well hello anyways. ive been "free" for about 2 weeks now franfully im fuzzlin sick of it. this is my daily routine ok check it out. ill get up bout 12-1, wonder round the kitchen for food to eat, usually bibik comes and makes me food like this morning i had those french toast things it was reaaaaaaaaally nice, followed by 3 half boiled eggs which wer also nice and 2 mugs of milo. then half an hour later i had lunch, i had a ton of rice with chicken masak merah yum and some sayur sayur to balance the meal, with plenty of ais kosong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the meal ill go have a cigarette before signing online and checking whose worth talking to. usually at this time, noone is so i just leave it on. ill then wander round my house looking for soemthing to do.....and USUAL. nothing. so ill go outside talk to my cat Tigra for a bit, play with Popstar for a bit...shes Tigras friend by the way, she just hangs round the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after, i went in to make some popcorn cause ir ealised oh wow superman returns is on Star movies so ill watch that. i wish i was Superman! hes so cool. then i played badminton with my brothers, and after this a shower, which is followed up with more stupid brainwashing tv. if i had a bloody choice, i realy wouldnt be watching the stupid box. i ahte it! i wanna go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever after that i went to have makan petang which was nasi goreng before. i ate it anyway despite the fact that i absolutely cant stand nasi goreng. bibik makes it with like ikan bilis and it gets soo soggy and i dont liek it :( ikan bilis should be crispy! and nice yummm like nasi lemak ikan bilis now those are nice yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm then i bored again so i went and rearranged the front porch, i changed where the plants were and fixed the water feature cause i realised the water was shooting up like....in a bent kinda way or whatever. see! usually i wouldnt bother with this but ive got too much bloomin time on my buggering hands.urgh. im stressed due to boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that pretty much wraps up my day. after this, usually hours would be spent in frotn of the laptop and maybe go hang at the mamak with Adrees, my brother who wants to grow up too fast. whateverrrrrrrrrrr. thats another story for another time. wow im saying a lot of "whatevers"....wahtever anyways..see..i did it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOW...im done. my hands hurt ill stop typing now. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make babies not war.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-2043174920627645125?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/2043174920627645125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=2043174920627645125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/2043174920627645125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/2043174920627645125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='&quot; I&apos;m Like a Bird! I&apos;ll Always Fly Awayyyyy&quot;'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-7036091405130040373</id><published>2008-08-08T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:40:40.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh-Oooowah Turns 21</title><content type='html'>This post is a a bit out date and late but yea "abang ku" Josh turned 21 few days ago. well he hasnt actually turned 21 but his celebration was a few days ago along with his sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice reception, with Ricky Martin blasting out the speakers, pink balloons and 12 year olds running around everywhere : for Josh, we stuck around. At least the food was good. his mothers a legend! cooked absolutely everything and there were a lot! shepherds pie, pasta, sandwiches everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few hours later, boredom kicked in and so we decided that this wasnt the way for Josh to celebrate his 21st birthday, his coming into manhood and hopefully the losing of his virginity. Or so he says. OFF TO HERITAGE ROW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232386103329907234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SJ0rcEirYiI/AAAAAAAAABI/sw_jYrlrLD4/s320/IMG_5150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-celebration, we decided to get soem beers from Kamals place and boy were they cheap. 3 cans for Rm11.50! bargain. the only downside was that they were warm. so yea drinking it wasnt pleasent but hey! cheapness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few kilometers filled with spilled beer and sing songs later, arrived at Mojo at Heritage and decided to chill outside. Atmosphere was fun as it was saturday, plenty of drunkards out and about, espeically at 12am! Reuben werent so happy as he got the shit seat of the house, behind a tree, obstructing his view of the "birds".......Ruby Ruby haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, good night Id say, we finally got Josh drunk of tequila shots and got soem "truths" out of him, the boys had a drinking competition of which i tied with Kamal and yea! seemed like a good night. seemed like the perfect break amidst all the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now though, back to reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-7036091405130040373?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/7036091405130040373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=7036091405130040373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/7036091405130040373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/7036091405130040373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/08/josh-oooowah-turns-21.html' title='Josh-Oooowah Turns 21'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SJ0rcEirYiI/AAAAAAAAABI/sw_jYrlrLD4/s72-c/IMG_5150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-5461513407043463038</id><published>2008-07-30T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:15:17.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superhero.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The following tale is based on a true story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was approximately 2am when Val, Ogaba and I decided to go for a late night drink since we were so tired to continue doing anymore work. We all took our stuff and headed out the door towards the elevator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In we stepped, and Val pressed the "SB" button on the elevator, and the doors begin to close on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doors, as usual shut at a glacial pace....inch by inch.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another inch.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when all of a sudden it comes to a halt with still about 4 inches more to go. All three of us looked at each other in disbelief and quickly realised. fuck. The elevators fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We panicked and wondered what to do! SUDDENLY the elevator shakes violently and we hear a snapping sound?! We fell to the floor due to the sudden pulling forces of gravity. suspense.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we could hear the screaking noises of the lift scraping against the walls! WE WERE FALLING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment I felt a gigantic hand grab my arm and lifted me up as Ogaba smashed the ceiling of the lift! It blew to pieces and we looked up at dismay to the long shaft of the whole 20 floors of SRI CENDEKIA LIFT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogaba then mightyfully threw me up and alongside me i saw Val crying in her tears of fear....I quickly grabbed her by the waist with my left arm and grabbed onto the cable. The weight of both of us pulled us down but with my superhuman like strength, i caught on and hung onto the cable for dear life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both looked down underneath our feet to see the elevator crashing down at great speed and that was the momumental historic second of that we realised.....OG had noway of escaping....Doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fiery explosion emerged from below and we....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah im kidding. the real story was just that we got stuck in the lift for bout 15 minutes till the guard came and got us out. haha. pretty cool story though dont you think hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228896346066332946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SJDFhdqfLRI/AAAAAAAAABA/nN3eKpwbeSI/s320/DSC00183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-5461513407043463038?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/5461513407043463038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=5461513407043463038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/5461513407043463038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/5461513407043463038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/07/superhero.html' title='Superhero.'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SJDFhdqfLRI/AAAAAAAAABA/nN3eKpwbeSI/s72-c/DSC00183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-2869029834921610903</id><published>2008-07-29T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:15:17.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Boredom kills. I was laid in bed surfing the internet, constantly refreshing Facebook and researching on "Geodesic Domes" for my Structures assignment, bored out of my skull when a notification bar popped out of my taskbar and it read "belllllllllllllllllllllllllll" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i swear my smile went from my left ear to my right ear it was that big. I think I couldve even given The Joker a run for his mouth! despite the fact i havent even seen the bloody movie. I want to so much!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways yea onto what i was going to talk about, which is my BabyBellllllllllllllllllllllllll :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SI9IBY5KfLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NpNG9jVig08/s1600-h/n822960172_2667343_9490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228476881099717810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SI9IBY5KfLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NpNG9jVig08/s320/n822960172_2667343_9490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those of you that dont ALREADY know her, shes the apple of my eye, my reason for jumping over the moon and not eating, and any other cheesy lines you can think of! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her actual name is Aimee and i think youll be hearing alot of her in the future, but yea here she is! we like cheese :) there isnt a single time where i can listen to Gwen Stefani's "Cool" without being reminded of her. or Kylie Minogue for that matter.....or The Killers.....or watching Devil Wears Prada......or Superman.....wow the list just goes on and on..she heavily affects my working routine darn you Bell. but its okay :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shes gonna hate me so much for posting this photo. she WILL suggest a different photo of her preference and be like omg i look bogeyed or some random reason cause shes like that. which i love so much :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bestfriend, Lover, Partner in Crime, Quiltayyy buddy, Popcorn Pal, MSN Mate, and Texting darling, shes everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its just such a shame that shes so far away from me right now.......oh the things i would do....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-2869029834921610903?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/2869029834921610903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=2869029834921610903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/2869029834921610903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/2869029834921610903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/07/reminiscing.html' title='Reminiscing.'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SI9IBY5KfLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NpNG9jVig08/s72-c/n822960172_2667343_9490.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-9080805136904849408</id><published>2008-07-29T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:15:17.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey! we meet again! i just realised wow itd be so weird reading about someone and not knowing what they look like. Well, not to surprise all ya'll with the beauty at once, ill just give you little tiny peeks of me to begin with okaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay?  haha im kidding. well maybe not. nah im kidding. im vain as phuck so get used to it :) i mean no harm though haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as seen below in the visual, haha wait i just got reminded of something funny heehee. anyways yea as seen below is a little peek at what i may look like. Shaen will leave the rest to thou imaginationssssssss. This photo was taken at Mont Kiara if im not mistaken, just outside the newly opened club "Raw". It was Indie Night, and boy was i ecstatic. Never before in Malaysia have i heard Bloc Party, Kasabian, MGMT, and Pulp being played at one exclusive venue. i miss the English scene.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SI84GQnAJpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mqf7XoYwI1k/s1600-h/n709493085_1112383_8963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228459372589360786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SI84GQnAJpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mqf7XoYwI1k/s320/n709493085_1112383_8963.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aaaah for those of you wondering...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill keep you wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-9080805136904849408?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/9080805136904849408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=9080805136904849408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/9080805136904849408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/9080805136904849408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-we-meet-again-i-just-realised-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SI84GQnAJpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mqf7XoYwI1k/s72-c/n709493085_1112383_8963.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7827620983932292454.post-916536235744372096</id><published>2008-07-29T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T08:28:00.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaen Begins</title><content type='html'>Greetings world. My name is Ungku Shaen Azraei Ungku Melewa. i am 18 years of age, and an Architecture student at University College Sedaya International.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sentence pretty much sums me up in whole, as there isnt much about me really. My studies takes up most of my time, whether i like it or not. As a student, i spend a heck of a lot of time on the internet. Facebook more like, and as i was browsing through my friend Farah's page, i came across her blog of which i found to be extremely fun to read! Partly due to the fact that I was a prominent character in her daily life so it was kinda fun reading bout yourself heeheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading a years worth of blogs from my lovely companion RaRa, i have decided that I too! shall have a blog. Still uncertain of what i shall write about, i will embark on this journey wihout any sense of direction and just go with the flow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel the sudden need to inform the world of my daily routines, my friends, my plans, my whatever! so for any of you interested in my life, feel free to keep checking as i will try my very best to regularly update my blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is running out and i have to finish this thing up as Farah is demanding for my URL. which at the moment im not sure of so i have to rush this up and find out. somehow.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bid you adieu! for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7827620983932292454-916536235744372096?l=ungkushaen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/feeds/916536235744372096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7827620983932292454&amp;postID=916536235744372096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/916536235744372096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7827620983932292454/posts/default/916536235744372096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ungkushaen.blogspot.com/2008/07/shaen-begins.html' title='Shaen Begins'/><author><name>U n g k u S h a e n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10264371331246805934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6pcaWVERw/SLWeZYo3xiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DU5cY_6uRcM/S220/balancing+act.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
