<?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-5462393713839149920</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:54:43.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Journey in Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is like a book. As one chapter closes, another chapter opens. I'm opening a new chapter in my life and I WOULD LOVE TO SHARE IT WITH YOU!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-3620157383342421806</id><published>2007-10-14T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T12:46:55.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Avril Lavigne When You're Gone Lyrics &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; always needed time on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never thought I'd need you there when I cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the days feel like years when I'm alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the bed where you lie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is made up on your side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you walk away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I count the steps that you take&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you're gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you're gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The face I came to know is missing too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you're gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The words I need to hear to always get me through the day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And make it OK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never felt this way before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything that I do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reminds me of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the clothes you left&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They lie on the floor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And they smell just like you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love the things that you do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you walk away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I count the steps that you take&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com]do/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; you see how much I need you right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you're gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you're gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The face I came to know is missing too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you're gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The words I need to hear to always get me through the day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And make it OK&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were made for each other&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Out here forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know we were&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah Yeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All I ever wanted was for you to know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything I do I give my heart and soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can hardly breathe I need to feel you here with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you're gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you're gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The face I came to know is missing too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And When you're gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The words I need to hear will always get me through the day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And make it OK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mMm &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5462393713839149920-3620157383342421806?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3620157383342421806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=3620157383342421806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/3620157383342421806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/3620157383342421806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/10/avril-lavigne-when-youre-gone-lyrics-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-7570710013446351748</id><published>2007-09-20T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T10:23:49.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the weather......</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling sick now... Haih... It's my asthma. I did not have asthma for the longest time and now it came back again. My movement is really restricted. But, then again, i'm resting as much as i can and catch up on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody keep asking me am i stressed? But the truth is i was way more stressed in form 6 compared to now..... So, wat happened ah? Only god knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for a call from an important person now. Haih...... I hate waiting. Make me feel soooo frustrated and i hate people waiting for me also. Then again, all anger melts once the call comes. HAHAHAHA...... Can't help it rite??? Soft hearted.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.... Gotta go. Need to settle alot of things and need to get well really soon. How can a medical student can be this sick? haih.................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-7570710013446351748?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7570710013446351748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=7570710013446351748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/7570710013446351748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/7570710013446351748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/09/under-weather.html' title='Under the weather......'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-6359939485615039317</id><published>2007-09-17T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T09:00:15.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ths is Indonesia.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OKVLU4Dvllc/Ru5U4e_99CI/AAAAAAAAABU/8OrmFqeRLo0/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111115956482864162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OKVLU4Dvllc/Ru5U4e_99CI/AAAAAAAAABU/8OrmFqeRLo0/s320/Image037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are my friends and his mother. Can see us freezing????????? Cold.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OKVLU4Dvllc/Ru5Tv-_99BI/AAAAAAAAABM/aHU0LX_JZRA/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111114710942348306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OKVLU4Dvllc/Ru5Tv-_99BI/AAAAAAAAABM/aHU0LX_JZRA/s320/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With my love!!!! The place is super cold!! We were freezing actually But the waterfall is amazing. It was so high and really beautiful!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OKVLU4Dvllc/Ru5RMe_99AI/AAAAAAAAABE/pHF5ud8C-z0/s1600-h/Image02k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111111902033736706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OKVLU4Dvllc/Ru5RMe_99AI/AAAAAAAAABE/pHF5ud8C-z0/s320/Image02k.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was taken in Batu. It's an Apple farm...... I look Hot eh?????? Panas!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-6359939485615039317?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6359939485615039317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=6359939485615039317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/6359939485615039317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/6359939485615039317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/09/ths-is-indonesia.html' title='Ths is Indonesia.......'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OKVLU4Dvllc/Ru5U4e_99CI/AAAAAAAAABU/8OrmFqeRLo0/s72-c/Image037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-833412899230284965</id><published>2007-09-17T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T17:56:27.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know!!!! It's been really LOOOONG.......</title><content type='html'>Wow!! I can't beleive it but it's already has been 2 months since i came to Indonesia. I  just moved into my new room. It's really nice. A big space with attached bathroom and everything. Things are going well. But i'm really busy with assignments. They give a lot of homework!!! But i have to admit. The Indonesian students are really hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk pass the anatomy lab everyday. Sometimes i get to see fresh bodies just lying on the table. It's creepy but i'm more curious than scared. I just want to touch and see....... Haha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm studying back what i did in form 6, so doing ok actually. Not going back for Raya though. Imigration problems. Haih....... It's ok. I'll celebrate Raya here!!!! For now, i'm just super busy with everything. Don't have much time to enjoy everything but i'm still enjoying the people here..... The Malaysian seniors are really nice. They do take care of us THE JUNIORS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But will be bullied continuosly until the next batch comes in. Till then we r the scapegoat  almost everything!!!!! Junnies Rulez!!!!! Haha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss my friends though. Kalai, if u r reading this, I MISS U SOOO MUCH AND WISH U R HERE WITH ME. but don worry. i'll always remember ur advises!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie!!!!!!! We'll chat more ok????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yvonne......... So lovey dovey d ah?? How's college? Anyway, i'm happy for u.... Take care....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go now. My public health and biochem homework still lying on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. Till next time..... bye bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-833412899230284965?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/833412899230284965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=833412899230284965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/833412899230284965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/833412899230284965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-know-its-been-really-loooong.html' title='I know!!!! It&apos;s been really LOOOONG.......'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-8882940124898259784</id><published>2007-07-10T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T14:12:23.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's really cold here......</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody!!!!!!! It's my second week in Indonesia but still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; started any orientation classes!!............ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haih&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; having fun walking around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Malang&lt;/span&gt; town and looking like a complete freak cause everybody keep staring at me!!!! I guess they never seen an Indian like me before. You know....... The hot and gorgeous type......... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets really cold here at night!! I'm wearing socks and jacket at night which i never....... My father sent my laptop d!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;..... Blogging with my laptop la..... But its DAMN boring now cause we have to wait for the other students to arrive as well........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ibu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;asuh&lt;/span&gt; @ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ibu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;angkat's&lt;/span&gt; house with three other girls.... The first 1 is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;KOMALA&lt;/span&gt;...... Small, petite girl but looks can be really deceiving!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then there is SARAH....... Sarah and me have many things in common including checking out all the guys and eliminating the ugly ones............&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least is the HOT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;NAIFAH&lt;/span&gt;...... Man, she is hot........... Then again looks still can be deceiving............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK!!!! I got to go.... I'll update u guys later la. Maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; insert some pictures. Will u give u an idea of what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; blogging about.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-8882940124898259784?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8882940124898259784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=8882940124898259784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/8882940124898259784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/8882940124898259784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-really-cold-here.html' title='It&apos;s really cold here......'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-562658911299727864</id><published>2007-07-07T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T09:54:49.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in INDONESIA!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody!!!! I'm in Indonesia now...... Man, my perception of this country completely changed la!!!! Its not what i expected. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Even though&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Malang&lt;/span&gt; town is small its really nice and have all the facility!!! I'm in CC now which is in the Campus!!!! Then, i went shopping at their shopping mall called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MATOS&lt;/span&gt; @ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MALANG&lt;/span&gt; TOWN SQUARE!!!! Huge shopping mall!!!!!! I watched Transformers at their theatre. By the way, THE MOVIE WAS REALLY GOOD!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; staying with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ibu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;angkat&lt;/span&gt; who is super nice!!!!! Her house &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; really BIG!!!!!!!! My house mates r really good. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; missing home la!!!!!! Miss my mom and her cooking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. Miss Indian Food &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! I wanna eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;idli&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;tosai&lt;/span&gt;!!!! Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in 1 of the prestigious uni in Indonesia so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; proud to be here.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK!!!!! I have to go...... That's all the time i have. Till next time....... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;CIAO&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-562658911299727864?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/562658911299727864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=562658911299727864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/562658911299727864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/562658911299727864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-in-indonesia.html' title='I&apos;m in INDONESIA!!!!!!!'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-2065181334820796758</id><published>2007-07-01T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T01:19:34.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Everybody!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, i'll be leaving in few hours time. Just wanted to do  my last blog before i fly to indonesia!!!! I'm all packed and kept alL the things already!!! Had dinner with my family just now. Feeling really sad at the same time excited. Dunno what's installed for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to everybody and take care of urselves!!!! BYE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-2065181334820796758?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2065181334820796758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=2065181334820796758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/2065181334820796758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/2065181334820796758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/07/bye-everybody.html' title='Bye Everybody!!!!!'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-6928922056608265453</id><published>2007-06-18T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T00:40:23.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>HELLO EVERYBODY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY for not posting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; long!!!!! Well i have been SUPER BUSY this past month!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haih&lt;/span&gt;.......... Started to say good bye to my friends and distant relatives........ I feel really sad but for some reason i can't cry!! Weird right???? Mom was like, " UR &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;AUNTY&lt;/span&gt; IS CRYING AND U R SO RELAXED AND ASKING HER TO RELAX??????????????" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;........ I could only laugh at her comment. I seriously told my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;aunty&lt;/span&gt; not to worry and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; visit whenever i come down to Malaysia.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Carrie and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bak&lt;/span&gt; today. I said my good bye's to them. Just in case i won't see them before i leave. Man..........., it's starting to get me saying all this good bye's. I'll see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kalai&lt;/span&gt; soon and have the Pizza Hut lunch we always had. I love to have that lunch with her. We'll talk about everything while having our favourite Pizza!!! It gives us both clarity about life and where we are right now. I MISS HER &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to watch a Tamil movie with my Mom!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Shivaji&lt;/span&gt; The Boss!!!! I'm not really a big fan of Tamil movies as its always long and my butt will start to hurt!!! But this movie was rated five star and a MUST WATCH MOVIE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my things are packed. Just left somethings like clothes that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still using and shoes!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;...... I'm taking 6 pairs of shoes!!!! I know...... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;!!!! But what to do??? I'm a Shoe-a-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;holic&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! But i still have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of things to do!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really going to miss Malaysian food!!! They say there is no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Roti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Canai&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Nasi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Lemak&lt;/span&gt;!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;haih&lt;/span&gt;........ It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; la!!! I WILL SURVIVE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go!! Lots of things to do. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; keep on blogging until 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;!!! I'll be leaving on 1st July so it'll take me a while to get to know the place and adjust!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-6928922056608265453?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6928922056608265453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=6928922056608265453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/6928922056608265453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/6928922056608265453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-6440921488550510305</id><published>2007-05-25T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T00:37:44.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Hurts the Most?</title><content type='html'>I was online every single day but couldn't get myself to sit and update my blog. I was not really in a mood to do so. I'm really sad. My heart feels so heavy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Normally&lt;/span&gt;, at this time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; break down and cry. But for some reason, this time, things are different. I can't cry. It's not like i don't want to cry but i just can't cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like my tears had dried up. I sat at my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;favourite&lt;/span&gt; balcony and was staring at the sky for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; long. I realised how alone i felt. I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; surrounded by family and great friends but i feel so lonely. I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; lonely because of my attitude of not wanting to add salt to a wound. I don't want people around me to feel the pain that i feel. I like to make people happy. I like to make them smile. Then again, sometimes i, myself forget to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt like wanting to run away to some where far far away???? That's exactly what i feel. I want to run away to the fairy tale land that the story books tell. I want to run away to a land where a fairy god mother can change me to a beautiful princess........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aunty&lt;/span&gt; told me that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; only 19 and i should be enjoying life. I should be going out with boys and party until late night. Not sit at home and worry about things that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; worrying about right now. But this is me. I can't simply pass the responsibility about my life to someone and fool around with other people!!!!!! It's my fucking life.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed a lot compared to who i was before. I was told war in life can change even a stone hearted man. But the thing is i didn't change from a stone hearted person to someone who is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sensitive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; the surrounding. It's actually vice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;verse&lt;/span&gt;. I have became so much stronger. Mom said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so strong until i don't even realise the magnitude of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt;. She pointed the fact that people might be afraid of you because of your attitude of facing everything heads on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; tired of changing myself for other people. I don't understand why people can't accept the real me but expect me to accept the real them. IS THIS WORLD THAT SELFISH?? WHY DO PEOPLE THINK ABOUT THEMSELVES ONLY???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be angry at the world. But the main thing i have changed for the better. I like who i am now. OR DO I??? I don't know. I'll never know. At times i just wish someone will tell me what's going on and what i should do......... CAN YOU TELL ME?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-6440921488550510305?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6440921488550510305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=6440921488550510305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/6440921488550510305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/6440921488550510305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-hurts-most.html' title='What Hurts the Most?'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-7896085374223431678</id><published>2007-05-19T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T20:49:24.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do You Do When You Have A Crush on Someone????</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I HATE HAVING A CRUSH ON SOMEONE!!!!!&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK!!! That might be a bit extreme but i do find it hard when i have a crush on someone!!!! Those who are close to me knows that i'm a very poised person that don't really loose my cool that easily and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; i won't run out of things to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!!!!!&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.......... When i'm around a person that i have a crush on, i seem to mutate into a very shy and quite person!!!!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;THAT IS RIDICULOUS!!!!!!!!&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; KASTHURI BEING SHY???????? IT'S LIKE CHOCOLATE BEING&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih........ Normally, i'll have so many things to say that i'll plan everything in my head. Then, i'll see the person's face and all i want to do is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;RUN TOWARDS THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION!!!!!&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS IT NORMAL TO BE LIKE THAT??? The last time i remember, i almost scared my crush out off his mind by talking to him VERY LOUDLY!!!!!! It's not like i planned to do it but i just TERTALKED like that!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official!!!!! I'm going to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;THE WEIRDEST CRUSH IN THE UNIVERSE!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-7896085374223431678?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7896085374223431678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=7896085374223431678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/7896085374223431678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/7896085374223431678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-do-you-do-when-you-have-crush-on.html' title='What Do You Do When You Have A Crush on Someone????'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-1137039497331865746</id><published>2007-05-14T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T12:33:33.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a Past Life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/past-life.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Were: An Obese Assassin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where You Lived: Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You Died: In Childbirth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/"&gt;Who Were You In a Past Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-1137039497331865746?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1137039497331865746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=1137039497331865746' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/1137039497331865746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/1137039497331865746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/05/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-7587087644942453119</id><published>2007-05-14T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T12:22:44.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess What's My RAPPER NAME?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Rapper Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/rappernamegenerator/girl.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Almighty Kat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/rappernamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your Rapper Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-7587087644942453119?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7587087644942453119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=7587087644942453119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/7587087644942453119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/7587087644942453119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/05/guess-whats-my-rapper-name.html' title='Guess What&apos;s My RAPPER NAME?????'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-2457105412203955314</id><published>2007-05-12T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T11:46:25.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THe Swing.......</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i followed my mom to her friend's house. As i was about to walk into her house i realised there was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;swing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in front of her house.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i dunno about you but it had been ages since the last time i sat on a swing. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My inner child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;was itching to come out&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I went to the aunty's house first. Said hello and sat there for a while. Then, using the hot weather as an excuse, i went outside straight to the swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat and started to swing.......... It was an experience that i can't explain in words. Suddenly, i felt like all my problems were lifted off my shoulders. I felt like a child again. As i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;swinged&lt;/span&gt; higher and higher all my long lost childhood memory came back.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT A JOY IT WAS USED TO BE???????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We play around without caring about the world. We were in our own world. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT WAS SAFE AND SECURE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the swing brought back all the childhood memories........ At this point of my life, being weighed down by all my problems, it was really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;releiving&lt;/span&gt; to have  that moment on the swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I FELT REALLY PEACEFUL....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A FEELING THAT I DIDN'T HAVE FOR A LONG TIME........&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-2457105412203955314?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2457105412203955314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=2457105412203955314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/2457105412203955314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/2457105412203955314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/05/swing.html' title='THe Swing.......'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-1164692341748240575</id><published>2007-05-05T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T21:18:03.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANGER!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Now, what do you do when you get really &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;angry&lt;/span&gt;??? Not just a simple brief &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;anger &lt;/span&gt;or traffic jam anger but really really &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;angry&lt;/span&gt; to the max!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really angry just now and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; still angry as i write this blog. I feel so frustrated to the fact that some people just don't care about other people's feelings!!!! Most of all, i feel so frustrated over human being's ability to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;SELFISH!!!!!&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;WHY CAN'T PEOPLE, JUST FOR A SECOND, THINK ABOUT PEOPLE AROUND THEM B4 DOING SOMETHINGS???? WHY CAN'T PEOPLE REALISE THE MAGNITUDE OF THEIR SELFISH ACTION AGAINST OTHERS????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I, on the other hand constantly think about other's well being b4 i make a decision...... When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; presented with a problem, i try my level best to solve it without hurting anybody. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sure all of you know that solving a problem without hurting any of the people involved is a hard work and needs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of THINKING!!&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The moment i turn around, i realise that this person trying to get out of the problem by hurting every single person on his way!!!!!!!! How do you think that makes ME feel???? Here i am, going the extra mile to make sure everybody is peaceful at the end of the day, just to have it destroyed by a single &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SELFISH PERSON??????&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying i don't have a flaw but COME ON!!!!! How can you do that to your own family???&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i just want OUT. I don't want to be a part of it anymore..... But, then again, this is who i am!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW I WISH I HAVE A MACHINE THAT CAN ZAP EVERY SINGLE ONE OF &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SELFISH &lt;/span&gt;PEOPLE OUT OF THIS PLANET AND PUT THEM IN A SAME PLANET???? I'LL CALL IT PLANET IDIOTS!!!!!! LET'S SEE HOW THEY CAN SURVIVE WITH BEING SELFISH!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-1164692341748240575?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1164692341748240575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=1164692341748240575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/1164692341748240575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/1164692341748240575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/05/anger.html' title='ANGER!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-6513826746402627619</id><published>2007-05-04T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T23:36:08.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW WELL DO U KNOW ME???</title><content type='html'>Haha.... My dearest friend &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YIFIE&lt;/span&gt; made me take friend test.... Now, in this area i'm really good!!! I took this test in my friends blog too... ( BAK'S BLOG!!!! )... And i'm still the high scorer... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOBODY COULD OVERCOME MY SCORE!!!!!! &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i took miss YIFIE'S friend's test...... GUESS WHAT?????...... I was the top scorer!!!!! HAHAHAHAHA...... I scored 83% and got only 2 wrongs!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i know her really well.... I'm the type of person who really pays attention to the small details about my close friends... I feel the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;SMALLEST THING THAT MATTERS THE MOST!!!!!&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see who can beat me!!!!!!! hahahahaha...... (EVIL LAUGHTER)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-6513826746402627619?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6513826746402627619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=6513826746402627619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/6513826746402627619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/6513826746402627619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-well-do-u-know-me.html' title='HOW WELL DO U KNOW ME???'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-7856725936512991287</id><published>2007-04-30T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T13:02:09.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I GOT TAGGED!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>haha..... i got tagged by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;YVONNE AKA YIFIE!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;How could she do that to me????? Actually i'm glad she did!!!!! hahahaha..... OK... Here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 THINGS FOUND IN YOUR BAG.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My lovely &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;handphone &lt;/span&gt;which was a gift from my dad for my birthday last year.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;wallet&lt;/span&gt; that i bought in Sunway Pyramid with Carrie, Kalai and Bak......&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;lipstick and compact powder&lt;/span&gt; which my mom insist that every girl has to have it in their bag.......&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;One cents coins&lt;/span&gt; that i chuck inside my bag every time i come out of KFC or MCDONALD'S...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And........ &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;TISSUE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; U HAVE TO HAVE TISSUE!!!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 THINGS FOUND INSIDE YOUR PURSE/WALLET.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cash &lt;/span&gt;that seems to disappear every time i step out of a shopping mall..hmmmm.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; IC&lt;/span&gt; which i will be in jail if i don have it with me.... haha.... BANGLA KA????&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LICENSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;which i forget to take sometimes due to memory dysfunction. Lucky police never stop at that time......&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;god picture&lt;/span&gt; that my mom kept for safety purposes..... MAY GOD BE WITH U......&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hmmmm..... I think got lots of &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;receipt&lt;/span&gt; to remind me that most probably i'm broke.... haih..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 FAVOURITE THINGS IN MY ROOM..........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;MY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LAPTOP!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WORLD'S MOST COMFORTABLE BED!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;CD player.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cloths &lt;/span&gt;that is all over the place that my mom faints every time she opens the door.... haha......&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;balcony!!!&lt;/span&gt; I'm lucky that my room comes with the balcony. Most of my time is spent there day dreaming and watching the rain..........&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 THINGS YOU'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO DO.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I always wanted to go &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;BUNGEE JUMPING!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; WEEEEEE!!!!!! AHHHHH!!!!!!! ( i'm scared of height though! )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! I'm in love with him.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; camping in the woods&lt;/span&gt; with Kalai and the gang.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;BACKPACK AROUND THE WORLD!!!!! THE ULTIMATE DREAM!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Join the &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Doctors Without Borders.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 THINGS U R CURRENTLY INTO........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;my &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;LAPTOP!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Blogging&lt;/span&gt; thanks to miss blog, YVONNE!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Partying&lt;/span&gt; with my cousins.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Shopping &lt;/span&gt;for cloths and shoes.... When am i not into that..... Going bankrupt.....haha.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Watching PRISON BREAK!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; It is so interesting that i didn't even miss 1 episode....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 PEOPLE U WILL TAG....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sharmini!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; U'r it.... haha....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Bak!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHA......&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Tommy......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ASH....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last but not least miss....... &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;KALAI!!!!!! GOTCHA!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-7856725936512991287?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7856725936512991287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=7856725936512991287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/7856725936512991287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/7856725936512991287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-got-tagged.html' title='I GOT TAGGED!!!!!!!'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-6775709437037737968</id><published>2007-04-28T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T09:00:16.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOOOOOONG DAY........</title><content type='html'>Haih.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a long day. Went to the Indonesian Embassy to seat for entrance exam.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT WAS TOUGH LA!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's like doing STPM all over again. Haih....... Well, wait and see what happens next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;IS A NEW DAY!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm so excited because i'm going to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHOP TILL I DROP with my best friend in the whole wide world, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;KALAISELVI..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We are going for JUSCO sales in Maluri.... Both of us have been saving up for this sale.... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;At last!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;GOING TO FINISH UP ALL THE MONEY........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe will go and visit &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YVONNE... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ASK her to make some drinks for us..... She made an excellent &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;HOT CHOCOLATE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OKVLU4Dvllc/RjNPlC0PfMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4F0lOmnIuEU/s1600-h/Copy+of+pigcha-0050%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OKVLU4Dvllc/RjNPlC0PfMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4F0lOmnIuEU/s320/Copy+of+pigcha-0050%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058474304296942786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalai and me when we went to visit YIFIE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-6775709437037737968?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6775709437037737968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=6775709437037737968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/6775709437037737968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/6775709437037737968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/04/looooooong-day.html' title='LOOOOOOONG DAY........'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OKVLU4Dvllc/RjNPlC0PfMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4F0lOmnIuEU/s72-c/Copy+of+pigcha-0050%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-5673376924836150119</id><published>2007-04-25T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T23:03:58.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;WHAT DOES FRIENDS MEAN TO YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try asking this question to yourself and think about the answers u come up with......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the people that i met and fortunate enough to make them as my friend played a major role in my quest of building my personality. In other words, they helped me to create the identity that i have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But through out the journey of my life i lost some of my friends because of my own doings. There were certain people that i had hurt their feelings. They were so hurt that they developed a hatred towards me. I regret for my action. I wish i was more patient. I wish i had more tolerance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT DOESN'T KILL YOU WILL MAKE YOU STRONGER.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happened to me. I realised that there is no use in crying over spilled milk. I decided that i will never take any of my friends for granted. I still hold on to that decision until this day. I learned to treat every 1 of my friend with grave respect and realised that's its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; to go extra mile to help them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY thought the same as well. To my surprise they too went extra mile to help me. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS IS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW THE WORLD WORKS!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; From then onwards friends means a lot to me. They are part of mt life and journey of self discovery. In the process i met some of the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;BEST PEOPLE IN MY LIFE THAT GUIDED ME WITH LOVE AND CARE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still do regret for loosing all the friends but if i didn't loose them &lt;strong&gt;I WOULDN'T FOUND ALL&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;THIS PEOPLE WHO R CURRENTLY IN MY LIFE!!&lt;/strong&gt; I wish to say sorry to those i might have hurt and hope that i can be part of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;TO ALL MY FRIENDS OUT THERE RIGHT NOW, THANK YOU FOR TAKING ME IN YOUR LIFE AND SHOWING ME THE WORLD DOES CARE. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR CARE AND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HOPE OUR&lt;/span&gt; FRIENDSHIP WILL BE FOREVER!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-5673376924836150119?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5673376924836150119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=5673376924836150119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/5673376924836150119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/5673376924836150119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/04/friends.html' title='Friends...'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-6667202994338316636</id><published>2007-04-21T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T22:48:01.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are just ordinary people.......</title><content type='html'>This is my all time favorite song.... It helps me to realise that sometimes it's ok to make mistakes. We are just ordinary people. Sometime we will succeed and sometime we will crash and burn.... But it doesn't matter, as long as we try our level best in anything that we do....&lt;br /&gt;Hope it will inspire you too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;John Legend Ordinary People Lyrics &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Girl im in love with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This ain't the honeymoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Past the infatuation phase&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right in the thick of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At times we get sick of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It seems like we argue everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know i misbehaved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you made your mistakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we both still got room left to grow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And though love sometimes hurts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still put you first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we'll make this thing work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I think we should take it slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're just ordinary people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We don't know which way to go'cause we're ordinary people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe we should take it slow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Take it slow oh oh ohh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time we'll take it slow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Take it slow oh oh ohh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time we'll take it slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This ain't a movie no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No fairy tale conclusion ya'll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It gets more confusing everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes it's heaven sent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we head back to hell again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We kiss and we make up on the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hang up you call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We rise and we fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we feel like just walking away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As our love advances&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We take second chances&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though it's not a fantasy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Still want you to stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're just ordinary people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We don't know which way to go'cause we're ordinary people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe we should take it slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; (Take it slow oh oh ohh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time we'll take it slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; (Take it slow oh oh ohh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time we'll take it slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Verse 3]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take it slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe we'll live and learn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe we'll crash and burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe you'll stay, maybe you'll leave, maybe you'll return&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe another fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;,Maybe we won't survive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But maybe we'll grow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We never know baby youuuu and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're just ordinary people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We don't know which way to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(hey)'cause we're ordinary people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe we should take it slow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Heyyy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're just ordinary people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We don't know which way to go'cause we're ordinary people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe we should take it slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; (Take it slow oh oh ohh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time we'll take it slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; (Take it slow oh oh ohh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time we'll take it slowtake it sloww&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take it slow this time we'll take it slowtake &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-6667202994338316636?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6667202994338316636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=6667202994338316636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/6667202994338316636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/6667202994338316636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/04/we-are-just-ordinary-people.html' title='We are just ordinary people.......'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-934008635789012148</id><published>2007-04-19T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T23:45:42.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT'S WRONG BEING SINGLE????</title><content type='html'>That's my question? What's wrong with staying single? I mean wherever i go I'm constantly served with teenagers walking hand in hand every where.... OK... I understand if you are saying that you met the right person and you are in love and all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm talking about when the so called 'LOVE' wears off and reality checks in. Then, the break up comes and all hell breaks loose.....You decide to break up when thing gets to hard to handle and you cant feel the chemistry anymore... Few weeks later you holding hands with someone else.. I mean why not give yourself sometime and enjoy the new found freedom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked this question to my friend and she said that it is very lonely without a man by your side... Oh, come on!!! You were not born with your boyfriend stuck to your hand!!! If you are 20, than you spent 3/4 of your life alone without a boyfriend!!!! How did you live your life then???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel its unfair to jump into a relationship just because you are lonely. What you got to offer your partner is just an empty space that you are hoping that he/she can fill it for you.... Is it fair if you partner wants you to fill his loneliness only?... For me, in a relationship, i want to share everything... happiness, sadness, laughter, tears, everything!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the fact of staying single... You can go wherever you want, anytime you want. Don't need to tell anybody or even feel guilty that you are having fun even though the special someone is not with you. AND the best part is that you can discover yourself and learn to be YOURSELF!!!! You DON'T NEED TO CHANGE FOR ANYONE! You are who you are!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;STAYING SINGLE ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-934008635789012148?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/934008635789012148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=934008635789012148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/934008635789012148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/934008635789012148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/04/whats-wrong-being-single.html' title='WHAT&apos;S WRONG BEING SINGLE????'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-4679314904031892109</id><published>2007-04-17T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T23:57:45.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My FrIEnDs.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;" What you miss the most from school?",&lt;/strong&gt; my cousin asked me. I didn't need to think twice to answer. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I definitely miss my friends.&lt;/span&gt; I loved school alot... I can see some of you rolling your eyes but i did love school alot. I always looked forward to go, mainly because i know I'll see all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing I'll pick up &lt;strong&gt;Viwashine&lt;/strong&gt; from her place. I'll get a warm good morning. She'll be with her book that will remind me of my aim at that time. Viwa's always punctual. I make sure to get to her place on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we will go to &lt;strong&gt;Kalai's&lt;/strong&gt; place. Well, we do have to wait awhile sometimes.... You know Kalai... Not a big fan in going to school. I understood that and normally i dint really mind waiting. I respect her for who she is and except her in a whole... including her flaws.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next stop will be school. When we reach school I'll park next 2 &lt;strong&gt;Bak and Carrie.&lt;/strong&gt; I will wish both of them from the car and catch up with things that happened the previous day. Sometimes Carrie's aunt will send delicious cakes and food. Now , that, i really look forward to... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally we will stay in the car and wait until 7.20 am. Then we will leave to the TAMEK. There, &lt;strong&gt;Sharmini and Ashweni&lt;/strong&gt; will be chatting away waiting for us. Then there will be 1 big group chatting loudly until &lt;strong&gt;Mrs.Cheng&lt;/strong&gt; needs to step in. Hehe.... We were naughty!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tommy&lt;/strong&gt; will be standing behind me. We will say hi and fill in with each other on any important things. Then, the classroom.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit in between Sharu and Tommy. I love disturbing both of them. Tommy has a weak point at his waist and i love pocking him there. He will react with a jump... Hahaha... I like disturb sharu by taking her pictures. She dont like taking pictures......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Cheah Chi Yee&lt;/strong&gt; was my husband. Haha... So called husband. It was a joke that circulated for no apparent reason. Hmmmm..... Well, i liked disturbing him anyway.... He is a really wise person that i really respected. &lt;strong&gt;So, more reason to disturb him....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was THE ONE AND ONLY &lt;strong&gt;CHEE GUAN&lt;/strong&gt;!!! i LOVE TO DISTURB HIM THE MOST. He was really cool to talk to and fool around with.... He was really helpful and &lt;strong&gt;BELIEVE IT OR NOT, HE DOES GOSSIP WITH US......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really enjoyed school a lot. It was a place i knew i will never be alone. I was surrounded with friends who cared about me. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE SCHOOL WILL ALWAYS BE A SPECIAL PLACE FOR ME.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-4679314904031892109?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4679314904031892109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=4679314904031892109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/4679314904031892109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/4679314904031892109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-friends.html' title='My FrIEnDs.....'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462393713839149920.post-1854259853419407539</id><published>2007-04-14T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T15:36:24.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When The First Journey in Life is DEATH..</title><content type='html'>Today is the official New Year for the Indians. Today, i woke up thinking that i have to make some changes in my life before starting fresh. I know it sounds weird to star fresh in April but, hey, it's still a start rite? OK... I know what I'm supposed to do but easier said than done.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My journey in life have been very......&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ummmm&lt;/span&gt;..... I guess i can say adventurous. I started the year with my &lt;strong&gt;best friend's first year death anniversary.&lt;/strong&gt; He passed away last year on 27Th January. Now, this was the change that i was talking about. Since his death, i could not talk about him to anyone. I found it extremely annoying when people asked me about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, today morning i decided it's time to let go. That's what my good friend said. If u love someone, the best way to show it is by letting them go. So, I'm trying to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew Jay since i was 10. We were best friend but worst enemy. We compete for everything. We were rivals when it comes to competition but best friends when it came to sticking up for each other. We knew the relationship we had was special but then again when you are in primary school those things doesn't really strike that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left primary school to separate secondary school. We lost contact once i entered SAB. We were busy with our own life. Trying our level best in a world that was really challenging. It was hard for me as i had a hard time trusting anyone in my life. All the betrayals that was presented to me, my heart refused to except those who were actually cared about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Jay kept in touch and he became the person i cry to. He always told me this line that was really annoying. &lt;strong&gt;"Look at the bright side".&lt;/strong&gt; He was always positive. He knew exactly who he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost touch for sometime as i got busy for SPM. Then, end of 2005 i received the call. &lt;strong&gt;The call that i sometime selfishly hoped i didn't answer it at all. &lt;/strong&gt;It was from my primary school teacher calling to tell me that Jay was admitted. &lt;strong&gt;What is the first thing that you do when you find out that your best friend is sick in hospital and asking to see you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that day, my journey in life took a different turn. I spent each and every moment that i had with him. We became close, like we used too. He said things that made feel like a small girl. I was happy. Really happy for the first time. &lt;strong&gt;But his health continued to deteriorate.&lt;/strong&gt; One stage he couldn't walk anymore. I used lie down on the hospital bed with him. We spend most of our time talking and planning our future together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't talk properly anymore. He can't keep his food down either. &lt;strong&gt;I saw every single moment as his life was sucked out of him.&lt;/strong&gt; Then again, whenever I'm there, he will give me a smile that will warm my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days before he passed away i saw him. We talked for longer than usual. Surprisingly, the nurses didn't chase me away. We said things to each other that i will take it to the grave with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day before, i called his hand phone but no one answered. He was in coma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th JANUARY 2006. It was a Friday. I was in my chemistry tuition class when i got the call. I thought it was him. Excitedly i ran outside. I answered. It was not him. It was his mother weeping in the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Hindu ritual, a person cant be buried on Friday. I went to his house on Friday to 'visit' him. I stood at the entrance. I was really scared. I didn't want to go. I wanted to leave. The mother came running outside. She called me in. &lt;strong&gt;THERE HE WAS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying there motionless.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get myself to go to his funeral the next day. &lt;strong&gt;How are you supposed to see the person that you love to be put into a coffin and taken away?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first life changing experience in my journey.........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462393713839149920-1854259853419407539?l=soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1854259853419407539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462393713839149920&amp;postID=1854259853419407539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/1854259853419407539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462393713839149920/posts/default/1854259853419407539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulsearchersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/04/when-first-journey-in-life-is-death.html' title='When The First Journey in Life is DEATH..'/><author><name>kasthuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15817693862917543891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
