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                <title>Boo hoo crappy pants</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 19 Jun 2005 06:22:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Booooriiinnnnngg. Yup. That's how I describe my life right now. A week to go before I finish my practical Yay!!! ^_^ and tommorow I'm off to Redang Island for a so called "work trip" which was also planned for us trainees for all the hard work (yeah right!...).<br />
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Life's pretty crappy right now. Just when I thought I was the only one, some people I know who are also in relationships are facing problems of their own. But why must there be sadness in the mids of happiness?. <br />
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I have learned to move on, despite 2 years 5 months and 9 days (I've sure been counting alright) of being single, I just have to say that It's as if I don't deserve to be loved anymore.<br />
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I've quit. I don't trust love. I don't have faith and yes, love at first sight or internet love or whatever you love sick people go through is Bullcrap. <br />
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Mind me for being angry about my love life, but it's not possibly the best thing that's ever happened to me. Till then, I just have to wait.....<br />
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Maybe I'll end up single for 3 or 4 years, maybe I'll just turn gay....<br />
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don't forget to visit the long awaited <a href="http://www.ashrafishak.deviantart.com">Ashraf Ishak</a><br />
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Thanks.<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />,<br />
soulshyne ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Mind your language</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 Jun 2005 06:32:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I know now what I want in life. I was talking to a friend on the phone, and being depressed at the moment I read something to her. It was apoem in malay.<br />
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She thought it was good. I thought I was inspired. And then it struck me in the head. Why have I not been writting in my own language?. It's not that I don't....i do; but there's not much of it tho. <br />
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Why should English be a first language (Other then the fact that everyone understands it) when we should be more proud of our own languange. Look at how proud the French and the Italian people are. Even the Indonesians with their beautiful language of poetry.<br />
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So that's where the missing link was.....<br />
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Eventhough I don't write write well, there was always an alternative to write in my own mother tounge.  Hey, this doesn't mean that I'm quitting English for good. I've always wondered why I've not been inspired when it was there all along......<br />
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It's definate that I'm publishing my poems not under the name of soulshyne, but under who I am....Ashraf<br />
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Check out my malay writtings and poems at:-<br />
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<a href="http://www.ashrafishak.deviantart.com">Ashraf Ishak</a> <br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />,<br />
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                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>The reply</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 Jun 2005 06:00:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey kunis. was just wondering. have you ever thought about marriage?. I know this sounds weird but I have. This might sound stupid, but lately I've been thinking about having kids and how it feels like being a dad. It's one hell of a responsibility, I know. it sux even more to know you don't have anyone to be with. Even when the person loves you so much sometimes we are blinded by this thing in front of us...like a wall. If I had a chance, I'd probably get married to you. That's because to me you're the only one in my eyes that I see. I love kids. That's because they're so much easier to please. I want them to have your eyes, your lips and your smile. This is not an easier way out. Sometimes our heart says something different from what we feel. My heart says I should be with you.......<br />
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sorry lah ash u are not my taste <br />
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Yup. That's a definate ouch!. I'm not mad at her tho. I was the one who dumped her anyway, I was the asshole. Yeah, My karma's getting worst. Not only have I been single for two years, in that 2 years more shit has happened then those times I was in love. <br />
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I deserve this shit......<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shithappens.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":shithappens:" title="Shit Happens" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/pointandlaugh.gif" width="25" height="15" alt=":pointandlaugh:" title="Point and laugh" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/stupidme.gif" width="30" height="30" alt=":stupidme:" title="Stupid Me!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cries.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":cries:" title="Waaaah!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tears.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":tears:" title="Tears" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sadangel.gif" width="88" height="22" alt=":sadangel:" title="Sad Angel" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boo.gif" width="27" height="29" alt=":boo:" title="BOO! Ha ha, gotcha!" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Today's story....</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 28 May 2005 11:55:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Guess what I sent in tiday....don't  know if this would get  to her  tho........<br />
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Hey kunis. was just wondering. have you  ever thought about marriage?. I know  this sounds weird but I have. This  might sound stupid, but lately I've  been thinking about having kids and how  it feels like being a dad. It's one  hell of a responsibility, I know. it  sux even more to know you don't have  anyone to be with. Even when the person  loves you so much sometimes we are  blinded by this thing in front of  us...like a wall. If I had a chance,  I'd probably get married to you. That's  because to me you're the only one in my  eyes that I see. I love kids. That's  because they're so much easier to  please. I want them to have your eyes,  your lips and your smile. This is not  an easier way out. Sometimes our heart  says something different from what we  feel. My heart says I should be with  you.......<br />
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Damn.... ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>So here's to our last goodbye....</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2005 04:35:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My ex girlfriend sent me this at my  Myspace account....<br />
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hey there..! thanks 4 the sms..so sweet  of u.. i dont know y but it seems like  i am no longer in ur friend's list so  what's up with that? r we still friends  or what?<br />
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So I replied.....<br />
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Hey Kunis. Yes, your no longer in my  friends list. I've tried my best to get  you back for so many times, ever since  we broke up but I always end up  failing. Its best I forget about you  cause it only breaks my heart to know  you are already in a relationship. I'm  not mad at you, I'm happy that your  happy and you should be too. So forget  about me, forget everything that  happened between us, I understand you  want me out of your life. So here's to  our last goodbye. I hope you'll forever  be happy with him. Please don't make  the same mistakes I did......Take care  and may Allah bless you with a  beautiful life ahead.....<br />
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.ashraf.<br />
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I hate this feeling.......<br />
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*disclaimer:- We actually didn't fight  after that. We talked about it and  we're friends. She just wants to see  how things goes afterwards. I might get  back with her....If I'm lucky enough. ]]></description>
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                <title>There's nothing wrong with me!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 May 2005 08:49:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ People are made to be so intellectual,  that thoughts could be interpreted in  so many different ways. <br />
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For instance: - <br />
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I am depressed. I tell someone that Im  depressed because to me that is the  only way I let of steam and what does  this person tell me?; that I am a  fucking arrogant guy. Why?....<br />
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Is it just because I am depressed, and  by telling a  friend I am to be blamed  as a self centred person who's ignorant  of any thoughts and feeling of others  and that I don't deserve the same  attention I've given others?. <br />
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We're all humans.....we are made that  way<br />
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And to say she was just trying to have  a conversation was not a good reason<br />
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notice how many Is I used in this  journal. Shows how self centred I  amBleh! <br />
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                <title>To the trash with DA part II</title>
                <link>http://soulshyne.deviantart.com/journal/5221682/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 29 Apr 2005 13:04:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wel, well well, a desperate measure for  desperate times?. What am I talking  about you ask?......<br />
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DA finally pulled me down by not even  letting me right click on my own god  damn artwork. By right clicking and  going to  the save-as mode I realized  that the artwork will be "saved-ass" a  blank piece of shit. <br />
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I can't help but to not give two fucks  anymore. Just because some of us don't  agree with the idea of them using our  artworks for their own fucking purpose  does not give them the rights to use  them. It's our artworks GOD DAMNIT!. We  have the right to make them inactive.<br />
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One more trick up their sleeves and its  Good bye to DA for good. Heh....at  least it's their lost, not mine<br />
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soulshyne ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Is it over?.....</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2005 09:40:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The battle is halfway done. What's left  is a presentation in front of four  panel judges tommorow which I would not  know wether or not I will do well. <br />
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Maybe all the hard work is paying off  after all. A few days of rest and on  Sunday, yet another audition for a  prom. And on the next Monday, I'll be  starting my training at a local  airlines company.<br />
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Come to think of it....I will be having  a very serious week up till June.  *sight*<br />
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Take care and have a productive week  guys!......<br />
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soulshyne ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>.......</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 21 Apr 2005 04:48:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I know what I need now.....<br />
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A breakthrough<br />
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I can't seem to write<br />
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tired.<br />
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Aku pengen bercinta<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Workload or shitload?</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 14 Apr 2005 09:01:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Its been a triring week so far. I've  been busy for the past 4 days doing the  Management Assignment which is  basically a proposal to refurbish a  resort I currently went to. Even if my  side does not require me to do much as  what I am doing is the tour packaging,  the whole idea's starting to be like  The Apprentice in the reality world.<br />
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    What's bad is that we've been  assigned with a group leader who does  not only suck at what he does, but also  as a team leader. For instance, me and  my collegue Kevin started on the  Tuesday and managed to get through  halfway by Wednesday, when its suppose  to start on Friday and what do we get  for it?. ZIT!.<br />
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    When the job could have been done  by only two of us he actually assigned  another two to help us out. first  things first, by showing you can't  allocate group members to their jobs  mean you are not a good leader. <br />
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    At the end of the day, all he could  said was "You girls look tired, go back  and take a good rest. Ashraf and Kevin,  work harder". He even pushed us  everytime we had some time off from our  workloads and comments as if we're  slacking off.<br />
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    Even funnier is that once we got  our works done and printed it out, he  didn't even go through it to ammend it  but rather fowards it to the lecturer  and tries to act smart when he doesn't  even know nuts. <br />
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     Its bad enough that I have to wake  up at eight just to be at college by  nine; but going back at almost 7 p.m.  everyday and all this frustration is  just killing me in so many ways!... <br />
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*sight...I need a holiday yet  again......<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
ashraf ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>To the trash with DA</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Apr 2005 12:52:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I could not say much but to be  dissapointed with DA. Why you ask me?.  I just realized that DA, apart from  supportin us artist is using us and our  artworks as their own. So how you ask  me.<br />
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   With the agreement made you have  agreed to give them a non-exclusive  right to use your artworks as their  own. After a small discussion, me and  my friend (who happens to be a law  student) concluded; and I quote "as  long as u upload it to their site, your  hereby giving consent to its usage; but  that is all as long the work is there.  As long as u get benefit, they get  benefit too. Once you remove your work  (terminating your benefit), their  benefit is ALSO terminated".<br />
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   "That means if they can prove that  the republication of the works happened  during the time ur artwork was there  (i.e. selling it to someone as a  handphone wallpaper), they have the  right. but AFTER u remove it and  terminate the agreement, they cannot  use it anymore. Anything that HAPPENS  during the time ur artwork was there,  they're free to do anything to it", he  continued.<br />
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     "You can terminate this right by  writing to them and removing the works  from the site. You have to notify them  of the termination, then any other  subsequent rights go back to you.  there's no other way", he ended.<br />
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     Is this what we need from a site  which all along has been supporting us  but in a way also backstabbing us?.  What started as a site which gives us  the freedom to express ourselves has  now become a money minded propaganda.  You decide. Say yes, say no, say why!.  It's your right...<br />
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Thank you to <a href="http://imogene.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/i/m/imogene.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="imogene" /></a> <a href="http://altjeringa.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/l/altjeringa.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="altjeringa" /></a> <a href="http://triggerfinger.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/r/triggerfinger.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="triggerfinger" /></a> for bringing this up to  our attention and to my friend Yu Jian  for the explanation.<br />
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Some useful links<br />
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<a href="http://triggerfinger.deviantart.com/journal/4993785/">[link]</a><br />
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<a href="http://help.deviantart.com/226/">[link]</a><br />
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                <title>Now I know part 2</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 01 Apr 2005 10:50:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ What's worst then knowing that your ex  has already got a bf just when you  thought you want to start over. I had  to cover things up when I called her as  if nothing ever happened. It's just  true. I'm cursed. I'm cursed to know  that I could never ever fall in love  again. Not now, Not in a light years  time.<br />
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So here are bad things about me which  all of you don't know. I guess you  can't say much because I know more  about myself then anyone else.<br />
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I'm bad tempered - I have a really bad  temper and every time it happens, I'll  start kicking stuffs.<br />
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I'm rude - I'm rude to my parents, and  to elders. I cuss and say bad things  about people even if I know its not  true<br />
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I have no impactmon people - I talk  crap. That's all I ever do. Trust me,  you don't want to be anywhere near me.<br />
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I'm sellfish - Yes, it's so f***ing  true<br />
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Not understandable - i say things  without thinking about other people's  feelings.<br />
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I'm lame - I'm so lame, I wear a 5 year  old kid's t-shirt<br />
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I'm racist - Go ask <a href="http://nefariax.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/e/nefariax.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="nefariax" /></a>. I said something  about him I shouldn't have said.<br />
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I'm stupid - I'm just so f***ing  stupid.<br />
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Whatever it is.....I'm just human.  Forgive me for all my wrong doings I  did in my life.... ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Now I know.....</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Mar 2005 11:30:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's 3:16 a.m. on a sunday morning.  Nothing much to do, nobody's home. My  parents and my brother is outstation at  Sarawak.... They went there for my  dad's company trip.<br />
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I now know why love is hard to find. We  try too hard to find it that we push  aside the thought that we actually  don't have to do so.<br />
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As for me....I now know why I want to  be in a relationship. I actually want  someone to talk to, someone who cares,  someone who's proud of me she talks  about me to her parents and friends.<br />
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Call me a hopeless romantic....that's  just what I am. Why is it just taking  too long to find that someone I love?.<br />
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Maybe I had her, I just didn't know it  was her. I was thinking about my my ex  again. I've not been calling her for  some time. It's just useless to call  someone when you know she's gonna say  no.<br />
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Ok....so I did a huge mistake. I dumped  her (Ooooh...ashraf your such an a*  hole). Save that for later won't you?.  I still love her. How can I tell her  that I still do when she keeps shutting  me off?.<br />
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Now I know why love makes people go  crazy.....<br />
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I just wish she knows how I feel....<br />
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Now I know.....<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />,<br />
ashraf ishak ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Just plain bored....that's all</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Feb 2005 02:33:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Next week is gonna be suicidal for me.  I have two presentations which I am  still yet to finish, an assignment on  one of the presentations and two  assesments to go. Sometimes I just wish  that I could relax a little, maybe even  have the time to write more poems.  Currently, I am at a stage of laziness  and I can't care less about all of the  priorities above.<br />
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Blah!<br />
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Take care guys, and have a good week  ahead. I know I won't......<br />
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soulshyne ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Happy burfday to me!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 20 Feb 2005 06:02:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ weeeeee. I've finally hit double  digits. Yup. That's right. Today I'm  older by one year which makes me 22.  This means the start of my adult  life..or has it already started?. First  thing's first, I've changed from those  geeky glasses to frameless ones and  hopefully, this year I'll start walking  straight (I mean with my chest out and  not slouching) and not look like some  guy who has no confidence in himself. <br />
<br />
Another funny thing is that Nana's (my  friend) little sister who use to run  away everytime I drop by is not afraid  of me anymore. Today my friends and I  went to a nearby pond cause my friend  Aishah wanted to do a photo shoot on  her sisters and her little one was  holding out the peace sign saying  "peace". She's so adorable.<br />
<br />
I could say that today was a very  lovely day even if my so called "party"  last night wasn't that grand. It was  nice to have spent the night with the  people I love. <br />
<br />
Take care everyone and have a lovely,  lovely week ahead.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />,<br />
soulshyne ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Valentine's Day</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 13 Feb 2005 08:32:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Valentine's Day is and has always been  a celebration of love and happiness.  But in my case however, it's been 2  years since I've missed celebrating it  with the person I love. Right  when I  learned that it's not only a  celebration for couples, but also for  friends and family members who love you  at the same time.<br />
<br />
Just a word of advice guys and girls,  just when you don't seem to understand  your partner, be patient step back and  think about the options needed to solve  the problem(s). I pray that you guys  out there will stay happy together for  always and may your lifes be blessed  for many more years to come.<br />
<br />
To those who are single the right peson  will come to you when it happens. All  you have to do is to pray that faith  would match you with the right one even  if you don't know who he/she is. Again,  please do not be choosy when it comes  to choosing a partner. If there's  someone out there for you, give them a  chance to be loved.<br />
<br />
And to friends, cherish them always  because love might not be a permanent  thing but friendship is. <br />
<br />
For Valentine's Day I've featured a  deviation which to me relates so much  to love.<br />
<br />
Have a great and joyous Valentine's Day  everyone. And may your day be a happy  and wonderfull one.<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />,<br />
soulshyne ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Between a promise and a death</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 Feb 2005 07:52:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ In Islam, when a person dies it is a  must that other Islam relatives make  a  visit to to pray upon the person's  death. But what happens when you are  tounge tied between a promise and a  death.<br />
<br />
The story begins when night I was  studying hard knowing that I could go  to an outing with my friends to a  waterfall today. When I finally  finished studying, I prayed to god that  nothing would happen tommorow and that  I could go. <br />
<br />
Eventually, when I woke up my dad told  me that we had to go back to our  hometown cause my grandad's brotherhad  passed on (talk about God being  creative). Being from a Bugis (an  Indonesian race) background which are  known for being hard headed and  stubborn, I told them that I didn't  want to go because I've already made a  promise to my friends.<br />
<br />
Being the parents that they are, my mom  who was at first siding me because I've  left a note on her dressing table  suddenly sided dad. The worst part was  I was in a state of confusion like it  was the biggest decision I had to make.<br />
<br />
Wanna know how I went to the trip  anyway?. Well...I kept on being  stubborn and finally they left. You  might think I was glad, but at the same  time I also felt bad for not only being  rude, but also breaking a little rule  in my own religion. But for once, I  need my own freedom. It is my holidays  anyway.<br />
<br />
And so I went. They say that if you  don't have the blessings from your  parents in whatever you do, God will  give you a hard time. First it was the  30 minuites drive to another location.  When we arrived at 1:00 p.m., we had  seen that there were too many people.  And after asking around, a guy said  that there is a nother river spot about  10kms away. <br />
<br />
After driving for 15 minuites we found  some indigineous people and they told  us that it's 45 minuites away. So we  headed back to the first location.<br />
<br />
When we arrived there was a 200 step  climb all the way up and man was that  tiring. I thought that was just it. It  wasn't. Since they had rocks which  resembled slides, we decided to play  with that and I actually cut the bone  at my waist. (whatever it is called).<br />
<br />
To make things worst, my friend who was  stung started having a headache and  soon found out that her jaws, legs and  hand was numb. I even saw her thies  shaking (as in shivering).<br />
<br />
But after a long day, it was fun after  all. Althought I still hope my dad  would forgive me for not listening to  him. I've learned my lesson....this  time....<br />
<br />
Have a good week y'all!.<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />,<br />
soulshyne ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>A few rejections and a broken heart</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 30 Jan 2005 09:07:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wow. I've never felt so bad in my life.  A few rejections from my ex after  wanting her so badly. I've finally had  the guts to write about it after taking  some time off (recovering).<br />
<br />
    A part of me wants to leave but the  other half tells me that I should stay.  Her numbers are deleted for good.  Memories of the past, what had happened  in our relationship 2 years back,  slowly fading away.<br />
<br />
    I can finally see myself doing the  things I want. Achieveing my goals at  college and doing what I do best -  playing music that is and writing good  poetry for you guys to read. If only I  saw this as a blessing in disguise.<br />
<br />
    I guess there's always other people  I could go out with. They say you will  know if he/she's the one when the time  comes. Even if you have to wait....<br />
<br />
Take care and have a good week y'all!.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Regards,<br />
soulshyne ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Fudgesqwad...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 16 Jan 2005 04:26:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm stuck with these words...<br />
<br />
My hopes are so high <br />
that your kiss might kill me...<br />
so won't you kill me<br />
so I'll die happy<br />
my heart is yours<br />
to fill or burst<br />
to break or bury<br />
or wear as a jewelry<br />
which ever you prefer.<br />
<br />
Yup. It's Dashboard Confessional's  Hand's Down. Somehow or another I keep  telling myself that I could never get  myself to fall in love with anyone. Or  rather...someone to fall in love with  me.<br />
<br />
I hate being single. It's been 2 years.  And I envy those who are so happily  holding hands to their girlfriends  knowing after a bad day they have  someone to turn to. Arghhh!...I hate  them. But who am I to hate?. I can't  even get my own brother to love me.<br />
<br />
Is it me or am I just so dumb that  people see right through me?.  everything I do never seems to be right  in any way, I'm so obsessed with how I  feel rather then how others feel about  me and truthfully, I can say that I'm  scared of the truth. <br />
<br />
I am scared of people judging me for  what I do and who I am. There. I admit  it. At least I have friends who  don't..... ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Yada yada yada!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 09 Jan 2005 03:47:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My aunty is already married to a guy  from the U.S. name Carl, or Carleed as  we call him. On the 14th of January, my  family will be having a dinner for them  and we were suppose to perform 2 songs.  One with all my other aunties and the  other with only the boys. It's this  group we've always had which is called  The Dream Team.<br />
<br />
  For the song with my aunties and  uncles, we're suppose to sing Love is  in the air which my parts only include  seconds. For Dream Team we're singing  The Stylistics' You make me feel brand  new which my part is only like one  verse.<br />
<br />
  At first I was suppose to have a solo  performance but then again there were  too many balads. I was kinda pissed  when one of my uncles said that I'm  only meant to sing rock songs just  because I have a band, which is not  true. Such remarks are so anal. What I  sing does not make who I am. I can  still sing rock tunes and like R&B. It's  purely unfair.<br />
<br />
  On a better note, tommorow is the  10th of January. Why is it so important  you say?. It's the second year I'm  single. Well...it has been 2 years.  There's pretty much more I want to see  besides being single. Yes, it gets very  lonely but I've learnt now to focus on  something better besides a good  relationship like my band, my studies  and my 4 year plan with my friends to  open up my restaurant.<br />
<br />
  The 11th of january however is my  second year on Deviantart. I've gone  through alot of things I've never  thought I would achieve like getting  new friends and people commenting on my  works, even for the worst things I did.  It has been great. I wanna thank  everyone here for all the inspirations  you have given me. I hope to continue  this journey with more inspiring and  talented artist and share the love I  have for the arts. Thank you so much  and god bless you all.<br />
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<br />
With much <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />,<br />
Ashraf @ soulshyne ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>A sad story...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 31 Dec 2004 04:07:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This is just a message which was  forwaded to me by a friend. I thought  I'd share it with all my DA friends  cause you guys are special to me....<br />
<br />
Message: Daniel and Jasmine were  sitting alone in the park one night....<br />
<br />
Daniel: I guess we are the left overs  in this world<br />
<br />
Jasmine: I think so...All of my friends  have<br />
boyfriends and we are only the 2  persons left in this world with out any  special person in our life<br />
<br />
Daniel: Yup I don't know what to do<br />
<br />
Jasmine: I know! We'll play a game<br />
<br />
Daniel: What game?<br />
<br />
Jasmine: i'll be your girl friend for  30 days<br />
and you will be my boy friend<br />
<br />
Daniel: That's a great plan in fact i  don't have<br />
nothing to do much this following  weeks...<br />
<br />
DAY 1:<br />
<br />
They watch their first movie and they  both touched in a romantic film<br />
<br />
DAY 4:<br />
<br />
They went to the beach and had a  picnic...Daniel and Jasmine had their  quality time together<br />
<br />
DAY 12:<br />
<br />
Daniel invited Jasmine to a circus and  they<br />
rode on a Horror House....Jasmine was  scared<br />
and she touched Daniel's hand but she  touched<br />
someone else's hand and they both  laughed...<br />
<br />
DAY 15:<br />
<br />
They saw a fortune teller down the road  and they asked for their future advice  and the fortune teller said: "My  darling, Please don't waste the time of  your life...Spend the rest of your time  together happily" Then tears flow out  from the teller's eyes<br />
<br />
DAY 20:<br />
<br />
Jasmine invited Daniel to go to the  hill and<br />
they saw a meteor...Jasmine mumbled  something<br />
<br />
DAY 28:<br />
<br />
They sat on the bus and because of a  bumby<br />
road Jasmine gave her first kiss to  Daniel by accident<br />
<br />
DAY 29:<br />
<br />
11:37pm<br />
<br />
Jasmine and Daniel sat in the park  where<br />
they first decided to play this game...<br />
<br />
Daniel: I'm tired Jasmine...Do you want  any<br />
drinks? I'll buy you one.. I'll just go  down the<br />
road<br />
<br />
Jasmine: Apple Juice that's all<br />
<br />
Daniel: Wait for me....<br />
<br />
20mins later... a stranger approached  Jasmine<br />
<br />
Stranger: Are you a friend of Daniel?<br />
<br />
Jasmine: Why yes? What happened?<br />
<br />
Stranger: A reckless drunken driver ran  over<br />
daniel and he is critical in the  hospital<br />
<br />
11:57pm<br />
<br />
The doctor went out of the emergency  room<br />
and he handed out an apple juice and a  letter<br />
<br />
Doctor: We found this in daniel's  pocket<br />
<br />
Jasmine reads the letter and it says:<br />
<br />
Jasmine, This past few days, i realized  you<br />
are a really cute girl and i am really  falling for you..Your cherish smile  your everything when we played this  game..... Before this game would  end...I would like you to be my girl  friend for the rest of my life....I  love you Jasmine....<br />
<br />
Jasmine crumples the paper and shouted:<br />
<br />
"Daniel ! i don't want you to die... I  love<br />
you...Remember that night when we saw a<br />
meteor, I mumbled something... I  mumbled that I wish we would be  together forever and never end this  game. Please don't leave me Daniel....  I loveyou! You cannot do this to me!"<br />
<br />
Then the clock strikes 12<br />
Daniel's heart stop pumping<br />
<br />
THEN IT WAS THE 30TH DAY <br />
<br />
<br />
Always love your loved ones and show  them how you feel before it is too  late...You will never know when they  will be gone from your embrace...If you  were given a time to bestow petals of  everlasting compassion and love to your  loved ones?. Today is the day....Love  them while they are still here... <br />
<br />
Have a happy and safe 2005 Everyone!.  Happy New Year and God bless.<br />
<br />
With much <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />,<br />
Ashraf @ soulshyne ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>On life and being single.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 27 Dec 2004 02:14:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 2 days back, I was out late night. I  actually made a desicion to go clubbing  after about 6 months of not having a  night life.....and so after some intese  thinking, Me and some friends went.<br />
<br />
     We arrived at the bar about 12-ish  and the first thing the bouncer said  was you could not wear a cap inside.  That was the sceond dumbest thing I  heard eversince the last time I went  clubbing where they said I had to tuck  in....my t-shirt.<br />
<br />
     From about 12+ when we arrived, to  about 4 when we went back, we neither  approached, not got any girls but  instead we danced amongs ourselves  which was so gay and we went back  eventhough sober but felt really bad  like loosers.<br />
  <br />
    Life really gets you when your  single. Sure, you don't have to think  about spending your girlfriend or  having to worry about  the telephone  bill because of the long chat you had  last night. But you'll never know if  you don't try.<br />
<br />
    Like how I met this girl who works  at a Calvin Klein shop in a local  shopping mall that evening before going  out clubbing who seems like an  interesting person. She kept looking at  me and my friend and <br />
<br />
    I only noticed after  going out of  the shop. I wanted to ask for her  number but......who knows?. she might  be the one for me?. Who knows I might  ask for her number and end up being  with her. And only god knows I might be  happy with her.<br />
<br />
    So take that chance guys and gals.  Don't be afraid to take the risk. It's  kinda like Sex in the city where Sarah  Michelle Gellar goes out with different  guys or even like how Ally MacBeal goes  out with different guys for that  matter.<br />
<br />
   Stay safe and have a happy 2005  ahead!<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />,<br />
Ashraf ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Rambling Sessions #32</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 12 Dec 2004 21:37:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My weekend has been the greatest 2 days  of my life. I spent it at KDU (A local  college) which had an event called The  KDU Street Art Jazz from the 10th to  the 12th of Dec 04'. I had recited my  poems at The Bohemian Room which was  this really cool room with dimmed  lights and slow music where everybody  could hang out and be inspired.<br />
<br />
    Making friends is one thing.  Bonding with people whom at first I was  reluctant to talk to and after one  night of sleeping over they accepted me  for who I am not for not what I look  like. Apart from poetry recitals, we  also had discussions on love and life  and on the second day we played dodge  paint ball which was really fun.<br />
<br />
    I learnt about the gay community  from a guy named Gary who is in charge  of The Bohemian room and happens to be  gay. He explained to us the reality of  being gay and what they go through and  I was very wrong to judge them even if  the thought of a guy kissing another  seems very gross.<br />
<br />
    I also learnt that if you try too  hard in life you've put a certain  amount of expactation and when you fall  short of that expactation, it will be  something you'll regret. Chill. Make  new friends. Don't be afrain to go out  the to find new challenges. Don't be  afraid to be yourself. Loose your  virginity if it makes you happy. For  all you know, something like this might  never come again in your life for the  second day.<br />
<br />
    That's all for now folks. If I  don't happen to update my journal,  Merry Christmas and have a happy new  year!. Take care and stay safe.<br />
<br />
Currently loving her poems:-<br />
<a href="http://cocobelmore.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/c/o/cocobelmore.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="cocobelmore" /></a><br />
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<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />,<br />
Ashraf ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Rambling Sessions #31</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 09 Nov 2004 09:08:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've learn that just because you don't  know someone, it doesn't mean that you  have the rights to just deminish the  thought of being friends prior to the  consequence of their thoughts and  feelings. Well, you know what they say;  We live, we learn.<br />
<br />
   The doctor said I have bronchitis.  I've been having difficulty breathing  everytime I wake up at 5 for sahur (the  meal before we fast for the day).Having  a blocked nose makes it even worst that  I have to breath through my mouth which  is the next cause after smoking and  sleeping with the air-conditioner on.  Even when I've cut down to 5's it's  hard not to smoke more then that.<br />
<br />
   My friends are already going back to  their hometown for Raya. It's sad  actually. The reason why is because the  whole of my fasting month have been  spent with them, we've had so much fun  hanging out at night and then we depart  but hopefully not for long. After Raya  we're still going to celebrate at each  other's house even though some of them  will be going back to university.<br />
<br />
   December is going to be a very  hectic month for me. Not only will I be  performing with my band on the 22nd,  I'm also helping a friend with his  band's performance on the 8th. Not only  that, I've recenly been invited to  recite my poem at a local college's  Street Art Festival from the 10th to  the 12th which will be something new  for me. Just the thought of the  writter, reciting his own poems is  weird since it's very personal to  himself and not having anyone else  reading it out for him. Plus, the  comments that will be coming from the  crowd should be interesting too.<br />
<br />
I just found out that rain makes me  feel depresses....<br />
<br />
I don't know where this is going so I  think I should stop here. Enjoy your  holidays guys and and girls and for all  you Malaysians Happy Deepavali and  Selamat Hari Raya to you all.<br />
<br />
<br />
Best wishes,<br />
++soulshyne ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title> Rambling Sessions #30</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Oct 2004 20:31:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Phewwww. I've finally finished  submitting the pictures I took. Its  really good to have such creative  friends as <a href="http://ventrikel.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/v/e/ventrikel.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="ventrikel" /></a> and <a href="http://ralphburnquist.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/a/ralphburnquist.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="ralphburnquist" /></a>. It's the first time  I'm collaborating with them and these  guys are good (you know you guys  ROCK!). For my new submittions I should  say more props should be given to them  for those really creative ideas.<br />
<br />
Okay...so maybe I said was going to  stop smoking but I have not. Ever since  Fasting months started, I've only  managed to cut down fro 10s to 5s from  Dunhill reds to Pall Mall menthol. At  first I thought buying single sticks  would be good but being at 60 cents per  stick it would bring me up to RM3 which  is also equivalent to a packet of 10s.  But this time, it lasts for 2 days.<br />
<br />
For a cheap RM4 me and some friends of  mine chipped in for a CD of comical  underground band Ben's Bitches. Pretty  refreshing I should say and their songs  are about how high school used to suck,  being stopped by the police in the  state of being high and stocking Paula  Malai Ali the Channel [V] VJ in that  punk-ish / rock-ish manner. <br />
<br />
Got to go back to work (which really  sucks). You know I don't really want  to....<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
++soulshyne ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Rambling Sessions #29</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 17 Oct 2004 22:56:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's already the 4th day of puasa  (fasting month) and it has been a  really long 4 days. The first day I  practically slept for 2 or 3 rounds in  the office and today is the second day  I'm fasting in the office. Lucky for me  work ends at 4:30 p.m. which is half an  hours earlier. Gives me the chance to  go back and have a sleep before  breaking my fast.<br />
<br />
Computers, computers computers. Are  they a big problem to you?. My OS got  corrupted yesterday. It was one of  those "you have to upgrade your system"  notices, so I did. After restarting, a  file was missing; but I could still log  in into the system but there were no  icons.<br />
<br />
Its as if it was my fault the computer  went corrupted. As I was having a nap,  when I heard my brother swearing  comments about me. My father in the  other hand said "tonight I want to sit  with you and I want to throw out all  the unwanted files". Why is it that  parents always wants to look for your  fault everytime you screw something  up?. <br />
<br />
As for work....It's been a month and  all I ever do is arrange brochures, cut  out ads and do filing day in and day  out. They promised me I would learn  something new from the past 2 weeks but  that has not been happening. Sometimes  I don't even know why I'm even here. I  just cant wait to move on to the next  department. It's gonna be 3 long months  alright.<br />
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That's all the update for now. Thanks  for reading today's session of   Rambling Sessions #29. Till then, do  take care and have a good week guys!.<br />
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++soulshyne ]]></description>
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                <title>Rambling Sessions #28</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Oct 2004 07:38:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wonder why you add me as a friend......<br />
<br />
Wonder why....you think my artworks  inspire you...<br />
<br />
I might be "SOULSHYNE" but hey...<br />
<br />
who cares?<br />
<br />
My art is crap<br />
<br />
there are way better artists then  me.....<br />
<br />
who study art<br />
<br />
in a place they call COLLEGE or  UNIVERSITIES....<br />
<br />
I'm just a street artist who thinks  design is such a glamerous hobby....<br />
<br />
an artist.....<br />
<br />
is that even a term given to person  such as me?.....<br />
<br />
I don't deserve this....<br />
<br />
"an artist's finger which paints the  canvas black"<br />
<br />
<br />
soulshyne ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Rambling Sessions #27</title>
                <link>http://soulshyne.deviantart.com/journal/3492486/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 02 Oct 2004 02:24:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's been a week since I started my  intership and I guess there's not much  to say about it except that it's boring  and quiet tiring. Everyday I go to work  just serving my time hoping it'll be  over soon and yes, it's gonna be 3  loooooong months to go. I've learned  abit about how the reservation system  is used and the codes because in  college we use a different system which  will require a different approach.  After luch it's always the  usual.....checkign emails, friendster  and myspace just waiting to go back at  5. To make it even worst, we work like  the goverment which means holidays on  alternate saturdays which yet again  leaves Sundays for me to have fun. Just  when I thought the workers are white  collars wearing tie, long sleave  shirts, slacks and nice pairs of shoes,  I was wrong yet again. <br />
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I guess that's all for now......take  care and have a good week guys!.<br />
<br />
++soulshyne ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Rambling Sessions #26</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Sep 2004 10:27:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's only 11:30 p.m. and I have 8  sticks of cigarette left before the  next day. The price of a pack of 20's  has gone up from RM5.40 to RM6.50 which  means....that's right guys, I'm  quitting smoking while I'm still at it.  I've only been smoking since late 2000,  so that makes 5 years of smoking. But  still, I wouldn't want to die with an  unhealthy lung now would I?. Who knows,  someone might want to use it someday  and he or she might be thankful I  wasn't a smoker (Or was I?).<br />
<br />
       The pressure is on as my finals  are coming in 2 days. Everything from  term 1 to term 3 is included and so the  devil lurks into me and tells me not to  study. I don't know where to start. Is  that a valid reason?. Believe me, you  don't want to know. 12 subjects, 48  hours and....I don't know how many  glasses of coffee it will take me to  stay awake. Oh yeah, and ciggies too.<br />
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       My band is recording in 2 months  time InsyaAllah, with the help of my  brother, the 5 track demo will be out  by the end of this year or by early  next year. I've wrote yet another song,  so that already makes 3 slow songs and  how many catchy ones?.......none. The  life of a musician is truly a tiring  one.<br />
<br />
        I still don't get girls. What  is it with them when they send you a  message saying "It's not that I don't  want to go out with you, I've made  better plans" and what she meant by "a  better plan" was going out with her and  some of her best friends. You know that  feeling when you really miss someone  and you only want to spend time with  him / her?. And then she tells you the  plan is to go out with her buddies.<br />
<br />
       I was on the phone with my  ex-girlfriend last night and I tried  telling myself not to all mushy on her.  By the end of that conversation, I  really wanted to be with her but I told  myself it might take sometime before  she could fall in love with me again. I  guess, time will  tell what's going to  happen next but till then, life's going  to continue on as usual.<br />
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       That's it for this session of  rambling guys. It was fun updating.  Untill then,  take care and have a good  week. Chiowzers!.<br />
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<br />
//soulshyne ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Rambling Sessions #25</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 15 Aug 2004 06:32:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ These past few weeks have been very  hectic for me. The 3rd semester is  almost coming to an end and judging  from what's been happening for the last  7 months, things aren't looking that  well when it comes to studies. My  finals will consist everything from  term 1 to term 3. It's hard enough for  a student who has been around for 3  semester, imagine my classmate who just  joined us in the 3rd semester.<br />
<br />
    I got my break for when I went to  Pangkor, organized by me and my fellow  classmates as a class activity since my  course now is Tourism Management. I  really thought that holidays wasn't  ment to be tiring but I was just fun  tour guiding 32 guests. Those 2 days  were the days I really wished I brought  my camera cause even if the sea wasn't  that great, there were spectacular  views of hill tops and temples. <br />
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    More Ass-es-ments coming my way and  I know for sure it will be a BIG pain  in the butt. After all that, I just  thought that maybe it's time I switched  to something else. Maybe english  litreature or just graphic designing  maybe even interior or fashion. If I  coulda, then I shoulda.<br />
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    I've not been writting for a while,  I know. Actually, I did but did not  manage to finish it on time (unless you  would want to read what I wrote in  malay). It's now the 15th of August and  my last journal was on the 24th of  July. Shows how long my journal has not  been updated. Since I'm tired from all  that travelling, might as well do it.<br />
<br />
I'm bored......<br />
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Let me just leave you with this quote  from an artist I found on Friendster  which says "Reality needs time and  space, Existence needs only faith". <br />
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Take care guys. Stay safe and have a  good week.<br />
<br />
Ashraf ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Rambling Sessions #24</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jul 2004 07:29:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ [10:03:09 PM] soulshyne: hi<br />
[10:03:39 PM] * ...:: msquixotic ::...  is now Offline<br />
[10:08:14 PM] soulshyne: it's ok<br />
[10:08:18 PM] soulshyne: how's it  going?<br />
[10:09:55 PM] ...:: msquix: great<br />
[10:09:56 PM] ...:: msquix: u?<br />
[10:10:03 PM] soulshyne: tired<br />
[10:10:16 PM] ...:: msquix: ah okay<br />
[10:15:21 PM] soulshyne: I miss you  babe<br />
[10:18:12 PM] soulshyne: yes I do so  badly<br />
[10:18:32 PM] ...:: msquix: okay.. i'm  flattered<br />
[10:18:42 PM] soulshyne: ({)<br />
[10:19:49 PM] ...:: msquix: (})<br />
[10:27:01 PM] soulshyne: (K)muaxxx<br />
[10:36:57 PM] soulshyne: babe?<br />
[10:37:18 PM] ...:: msquix: yeah?<br />
[10:37:35 PM] soulshyne: i love you<br />
[10:38:32 PM] ...:: msquix: huh?<br />
[10:39:15 PM] soulshyne: nvm<br />
[10:40:40 PM] ...:: msquix: u know u  shouldn't say that if u don't<br />
              mean it<br />
[10:41:09 PM] soulshyne: what if I do?<br />
[10:41:30 PM] ...:: msquix: u meant it?<br />
[10:41:47 PM] ...:: msquix: how can u  when u don't really know me?<br />
[10:41:52 PM] soulshyne: yes I do<br />
[10:43:02 PM] soulshyne: I just do<br />
[10:44:00 PM] ...:: msquix: thanks<br />
[10:44:04 PM] ...:: msquix: i dont know  what else to say<br />
[10:44:18 PM] soulshyne: just say you  love me too?<br />
[10:44:45 PM] ...:: msquix: i can'<br />
[10:44:47 PM] ...:: msquix: i can't<br />
[10:45:30 PM] soulshyne: ..........<br />
[10:51:02 PM] ...:: msquix: u gotta  admit it.. this is just an<br />
              infatuation<br />
[10:52:11 PM] soulshyne - : forget  about it....<br />
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Love, it takes me high, it takes me  low, it makes me crazy, it makes  me  blind....why should I care anymore?.  This self-gratification, self  realization of wanting to be loved is  just too tiring. It's been more than a  year.....and I know I can make it on my  own. As long as I have my family, and  friends who care. Thank you all.  My  gratitude goes to all of you......<br />
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Especially <a href="http://redsummer.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar"  src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/default.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="redsummer" title="redsummer" /></a><br />
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Ashraf ]]></description>
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                <title>Rambling Sessions #23</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Jul 2004 11:07:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just when you thought everything was  going well, things can't go just as bad  as it already is. I met a girl who  happens to be the cousin of a good  friend of mine.  Last night seems like  we had a lot of fun (minus drinking  alcohol) we had a few dances and it  seems we've declared love by holding  each other's hands. Up till someone  asked me "Ash....is that your woman?"  (a strange way to put it but the guy  was drunk). I wanted to say "I  wish!!...."<br />
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Maybe that was the part where I was  wrong. Maybe I should have asked  whether or not she is already in a  relationship but NO.....it went on  until I gave her a flower. That was the  time when I thought this is it....I  need to be in a relationship and fast. <br />
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On the way home, it was the same mood  we went through. My head on her  shoulder almost to a point I wanted to  kiss her.....but I just can't. It  didn't feel right....It could never  feel right. She's 23....and I'm.....<br />
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A male friend who was with me told me  to go slow on liking her before finding  out more about her. The next day I woke  up and she was gone. Before everything  could happen I've already found out she  is in a relationship and neither of us  wanted to say (or asked) about it.<br />
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Maybe it was stupid of me to quickly  assume she's not in one and hold her  hands, asking her "are you ok?" every 5  minuites, giving flowers and hugging  her but she participated by not saying  anything. The question is....why is she  doing it?.<br />
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My reason was easy. I wanted to feel  sincerity, and I wanted to feel secure  and loved for once and not for all the  strange reason like getting laid. Maybe  I wanted it too badly I lost my focust  on the other good things in life I  could achieve, and other people I've  pushed aside for it.<br />
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I had a dream today that again my head  was on her shoulder like last night,  almost to the point of kissing  her....but I can't. All I could do is  just smile thingking about how happy I  was for one night. It's been a year and  6 months since I've been touched. Now I  know how it feels to never be loved  again....<br />
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soulshyne ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Rambling Sessions #22</title>
                <link>http://soulshyne.deviantart.com/journal/2777013/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2004 03:14:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The Norita case has been left hanging  when the accused was let free today  eventhough 70% of the sperm count in  her ovari was his. The real raper  however is somewhere out there. Funny  how a person was raped, recorded and  the tape is passed around and watched  by many even if the person is dead.<br />
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   Life has been practically the same  after that thing with my ex-girlfriend.  I kinda wanted her back after her  parents found out her boyfriend was  using her. Guess I knew that all along.  She told me she needed some time out to  forget about what happened with her ex  and after a few weeks of not calling  her, she told me she's not ready for a  relationship.<br />
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    Went to the Sheila On 7 concert  last Saturday.  They really rocked  Mallacca except that most of the songs  from the first album wasn't played. Oh  yeah, and I lost my handphone so that  makes it even worst. It's not only  about loosing the numbers I'm worried  about, it's also all those sms, picture  messages and ringtones. But  suprisingly, in 2 days you could get  your sim card back and that's what I  did. Even got myself the same handphone  I had.<br />
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    I'm in some funk right now. That  explains why I've not been submitting  new deviations. The holiday moods makes  me even lazier when it comes to  submitting when most of the time i'm  surfing or chatting. <br />
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Hopefully, when the semester starts  I'll start with my collection of ni9ne  which is from my Pop9 collection and  some other collections of photos I've  yet to scan. Till then, take care  people, stay safe and have a good week.  <br />
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Ash ]]></description>
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                <title>Let's end this ish for god sakes</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 22 Jun 2004 10:21:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Taufiq, Taufiq. Why are you telling me  all these?. You can't have things your  way either so why put in all those crap  about me and Syuk (and other personal  ish like the photo) cause that's  already been settled. Okay, I'm at  fault for all this journal bullshit.<br />
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I'm supposed to be on holiday, if I  wanted to, I wouldn't give to flying  F's about what's happening. All I want  to do right now is meet you, say sorry  to your face and after that, if you  still don't want to trust me or be your  friend it's up to you cause all I know,  these 5 years of being your friend was  well worth it, I don't even know why  we're fighting. Let's put our egos and  differences aside because this is  getting too childish to bother me. I  need a break. <br />
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Your friend,<br />
Ashraf Bin Ishak ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Reality bites......doesn't it Taufiq?.</title>
                <link>http://soulshyne.deviantart.com/journal/2710020/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Jun 2004 07:36:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So it's getting personal isn't it now?.  Let's just put it this way. About the  performance with Sue, I was mad at you.  But face the fact that we were good and  you....you were not even close to  either one of us. Your singing sucks,  you can't play the piano for shit, and  your pitching is just to horrid to  mention. Do I also need to say the  reason I helped you with that  performance that night at UiTM was  because I pity you for not having  anything to present last minute.<br />
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Get over it. It already happened so why  bring it up?. What part of ass sucking  did I do?. As I know, I've always did  things the way it should be and you  came into the picture just when  everything was about to fall apart. So  you want the credit for all you've did  for //OSa is that it?.<br />
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The only person living in his deluded  world is yourself. Your just mad cause  you couldn't even handle those people  you hate at UiTM and now you still have  to be with them when your semester  starts.<br />
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It's pathetic and I'm talking crap?.  Dude, you were always wrong. HELLO! Mr.  "Im so egoistic, I'm always right".  Reality is rather harsh to you isn't  it? See, now you can't handle the fact  that what I say right so all you could  come up with is its pathetic and  youre talking crap.<br />
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I don't need to use big words to diss  you because I don't see where I did  wrong. And if you've read your journal,  you could see how you've made a fool  out of yourself.  Even when youre mad,  you can't write a good journal to diss  me back. ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>hate &gt;&gt; well isn't that suprising?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 20 Jun 2004 05:38:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, well, well. Someone actually took  the time to read my journal.  Surprising?. Definitely not. The time  you actually told me what you needed to  say, did you actually give me the  chance to speak?. So here I am behind  the com replying back to a stupid diss.  So I had to find out for myself that  you wanted to resign when you could  have told me yourself?. Not even to my  face, that was on the telephone where I  couldn't see you.<br />
<br />
Between me and Syuk, we've settled  about what happened with Kunis and he  holds no grudges against me. What  evidence do you have that I dissed Syuk  for her anyway?. <br />
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Making it non-of-your-business shit  isn't a good attitude now is it?.  That's where your wrong. You were alway  hard headed. Not only am I the only  person who hates you. There are others  at the same time who hates you too.  It's just that they don't want to say  it to your face. And all of us have to  deal with your shit?. <br />
<br />
If you were bored, at least make an  initiative to update the journal.  Doesn't take much but to move your  fingers now does it?. Hahahahahahah.  VOCABULARY?. What about starting of a  diss with Whateva A-S-H. Pretty  impressive I should say. I told you,  before correcting others, look at  yourself in the mirror first. attcking,  bacshing, anyhting, cuz, diysed, i'm,  i've, Whateva, woould. Need I say  more?.<br />
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Did you even give me a chance to  explain myself?. And trust?. I've never  ever trusted you myself. Stop it with  your selfishness, I see right through  you and you were never once true to  your friends.<br />
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"You got something to say, just come  and see me". Look who's talking.  Taufiq, youre the one who should be  getting a brain, or at least half of  it. I forgot, all you think about is  yourself while not attending to other  people's needs or feelings.  <br />
<br />
The real fact is that you never had the  chance to diss me and now you have the  opportunity, you fire me with all those  thoughts you've kept all along. Now  that's weak. ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>"HATE!"</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 18 Jun 2004 08:14:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yesterday was a day where all hell  looses. Kinda like when you know you  have friends......but in the end you  feel betrayed even with their presence.<br />
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1) I had somebody told me that the  person I respect the most said  something behind my back. If he had the  balls he would have told me himself and  not be wussed. Now I have to prove that  I could put his word where his mouth  is?....<br />
<br />
2)Someone did call me and told me  personally. Just when you thought it's  all good......well...it's not good.  There are thing I did not say when he  started bombarding me with all those  bullshit he calls his oppinions.<br />
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-What does trust have to do with me  stealing Syukri's girlfriend?. That's  between me and him and non of your  bussiness. While we're at it, let's  talk about your principals in life  shall we?. You want to look for a  person you love and get married to her  when your message stated "dimi, you  should have invited more babes to your  party, i'm complaining." Do I need to  say more?.......When everything didn't  work out with her, whos the one now  looking out for numbers?.<br />
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-Does it proof that being a  perfectionist, would do you good when  it comes to working?. Does it occure to  you that we as humans make mistakes?. <br />
<br />
-Everyone agrees that if you make  mistake, you tell them straight and not  keep your mouth shut. And saying that  it's your right weather to or to not  tell me was a big mistake. Why be mad  at others when they are not right when  you yourself should correct your wrong  .doings<br />
<br />
-I never said anything about you being  slow at doing your job and WRONG again,  I did consult everyone about PENA or  any other matters when it comes to  //OSa. <br />
<br />
-About what happened with the updates;  when I got the message Aishoz sent me,  since I was online, I might as well  update the site. Ok....let me say this  once...YOUR SLOW AT DOING YOUR JOB even  when I let you use my computer.<br />
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WAIT!......<br />
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Don't think you can get away with  whatever legitimate reasons you gave. <br />
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I don't hold grudges when you throw  punches cause your critism is just not  good enough for me to know like any  other person in this world....you'll be  the last person I'll expect this to  come from.....<br />
<br />
And when I diss, I say names. <a href="http://mtn.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar"  src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/m/t/mtn.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="mtn" title="mtn" /></a> when you  point your finger at people remember  that there's three pointing back at you. ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Rambling Sessions #21</title>
                <link>http://soulshyne.deviantart.com/journal/2547607/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 31 May 2004 03:24:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I was chatting with one of my lecturers  the other day and I tried digging for  some truth. It was a rather rhetorical  question of "are you gay?" and was  rather abrupt of me to ask so but it  was just something I had to know.<br />
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    There was once I met him at  Starbucks after my performance at my  college's orientation night. He was  showing me his priced possession. A  diamond studded earring on his left ear  which he subjected to as "one of the  most expensive items I've ever bought".  <br />
<br />
    After that, sitting next to him was  uncomfortable. He is the good looking  type. Short hair, long faced shaved  moustache and long sideburns but he was  the metro sexual type. <br />
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    I seriously do not have anything  against gay men. They are humans too.  They have feelings just like us. By the  way, gay men do succeed in real life (  Giorgio Armani, Prince, Elton John  etc..). <br />
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    I tried asking around, and my  brother's girlfriend told me that it is  in fact common for men to be wearing  earrings on their left ear and that it  is not a gay statement these days.<br />
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    The question now is, if I am  attracted to transvestites (which is  not to my norm), am I considered gay?.  Or am I just confused about my  sexualism that women don't turn me on  anymore?.....<br />
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                <title>Rambling Sessions #20</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 20 May 2004 02:18:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So far, I've slept at 4, slept for 3  hours, woke up, missed 4 and a half  hours of 2 classes to do my assignment  just to find out that mine presentation  is next week. In a way, I was happy I  was saved by the bell, but at the same  time unhappy that all my effort was  wasted in 1 bloody night for nothing.<br />
    <br />
    I went to see my lecturer today. It  was about me getting a 7 out of 95 for  my accounts assestment. We got into a  class and the first thing he said  was.."So, what are you going to do  about it?" Somehow or another, the  feeling of defeat got over me, and  there was nothing I could say except "I  could ask around if I have a problem".  He replied that I never did when I had  to and it was implied as if I was  giving him a chance to give me two  tight slaps on my face. He also thought  it was all the jamming sessions I had  with the band. The reason I didn't ask  was because I felt more comfortable  asking my friends.<br />
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    I can't explain but I wanted him to  see it my way. Maybe it's the status  I'm in when I'm in college. I feel like  I do not have a sense of belonging. I  do not belong. Or maybe it's because I  miss my old classmates from my former  college. It's as if when I'm doing 2  things, I can only excell in  1.....music (it's something I love).<br />
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    If it's not bad enough that I'm a   bad student, I'm the only guy (and the  only malay guy to be exact) in my  class. I'm not implying racism but it's  as if behind my back, I'm being talked  about by other races about how badly  managed us malays are.<br />
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    I feel badly humiliated when he  told me he wanted me to resit. Fine, he  wants to give me a chance, but it was  my wrong doings for not studying. We  scheduled for a resit; 2:15 p.m. , next  Friday and I walked out of the  classroom sore.<br />
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    I can't find hope for passing  accounts, maths or geography. All I can  do is be optimistic about life. I'm  looking at at it from diffrent  perspectives, but from my point of  view, I've been blinded by the things  that only make me happy when I know  there are things I don't like which I  have to do. <br />
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    A good friend of mine once told me  that happiness is oblivious. It comes  and goes. When it comes....cherish it.  And when it goes....well....it goes. I  think of it this way, when sadness  deprives me or rather when someone asks  how are you, I'd say "well....not  bad.....could be better". Just trying  to be optimistic.<br />
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    We can't always be happy so I'd  always keep this static mood of not  beeing too happy all the time.  Thanks  for reading this journal. All sincere  sympathy appreciated. I just wanted to  let off steam. I'm happy again.....at  least for now....<br />
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The beautiful people:-<br />
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                <title>Ramblings #19</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 12 May 2004 23:22:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Highlights of the week:-<br />
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   After a long say in college, i  decided to use the toilet on the 9th  floor one day when I say a rubbish bin  by the side of the toilet bowl which  says "for use of dispensing sanitary  pads" and thought to myself was I in  the wrong toilet?. I heard footsteps  and as I came to wash my hands it  turned out to be my classmate Sae Mi.  She was in shocked and she asked  me...."what are you doing in the  women's toilet?. I said   "shhhhh.....don't tell anyone".<br />
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    I was on the phone last night and  my little brother wanted to use the PC.  I overheard him mumbling complaints  about me using iMesh. Just can't wait  to get my laptop. If it isn't bad  enough I have to share the computer,  it's bad I have to share the same  programmes. Instead of using violence  (believe me, I wanted to), I resulted  to staying in my room, smoking,   playing my guitar and going to sleep  instead.<br />
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      Got my transportation operations  2 results for the small assesment we  did. I can't believe I forgot all about  the page behind. all I got was a  freaking 6 out of 20.<br />
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I'm a mess........<br />
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                <title>Ramblings #18</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 06 May 2004 21:31:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today is Friday. Class starts at 11:00  and at 10:20 I'm still in bed. Finally  got to class in time, the lecturer  wasn't there. I thought I was  safe.....I wasn't.<br />
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I have a tendency to be spastic at  times. I sneezed and to my surprise  flem came out out of my nose and it was  dripping (I'm currently suffering from  an excessive flem disorder) . I lay my  head low behind the compute so that no  one would see but just as I wiped it  off......someone WAS starring at me. It  was embarrasing. Just had to go to the  washroom.<br />
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Something tells me this is gonna be a  long day......<br />
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A long day indeed.....<br />
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                <title>Ramblings #17</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 Apr 2004 10:00:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Firstly, I would like to appologise if  I haven't been reviewing any of your  deviations as I do not have the time to  do so these days. Term 2 has been jam  packed with math, econs and accounts  all in the same semester which makes it  shitty.<br />
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  Talking about shitty, last 2 weeks i  had a close encounter with the same old  s-h-i-t. I was upstairs in my room and  something was smelt bad. I sniffed my  pants to see if I had stepped into some  poo. Imagine how shock I was when I  found out it was just next to my foot.  All my maid did was gave me that look  which said "I told you not to invite  the cat upstairs"<br />
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   It seems my dad had change her diet  to a diffrent brand which resulted to  diarrhea. One which no oral dehydration  salt could cure.<br />
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   My band performed at my college's  orientation night last Friday. All is  well, ends well. Today, it was the  normal Monday morning. Nobody said  anything about the performance except  for this girl who claimed she was very  proud of me. <br />
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   We got an offer to play for this pub  which has alwas been around my college.  Kinda like a 1 year contract, the pay  isn't that swell but who cares anyway.   I'm in it for the experience.<br />
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    Been having late nights, and early  mornings....so I guess I better get  some sleep. Cheers!.<br />
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                <title>Ramblings #16</title>
                <link>http://soulshyne.deviantart.com/journal/2224372/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Apr 2004 21:09:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You know that feeling you have when  your sitting in a taxi, the taxi driver  is driving horribly and a motorcyclist  was looking at you with this angry  expression?.<br />
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   I took the train to college again  today and I was about to cross the  track, the train started to move. I  crossed the track and got to the middle  of track and as people started walking,  I heard an angry voice shouting and  mocking at me. It was the train  driver.....He was saying something like  "Oi...don't you have any respect?". <br />
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   I'm not trying to say I am right  either but he has NO rights whatsoever  to mock me in that sense. Just shows  how anal some Malaysian can be. <br />
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I've got serious issues.... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/finger.gif" width="35" height="16" alt=":finger:" title="I am unintelligent and resort to petty name calling to get my point across" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Ramblings #15</title>
                <link>http://soulshyne.deviantart.com/journal/2162452/</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Apr 2004 05:01:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My chance to do english litriture was  shut down due to the fact that I do not  have strong points why I wanted to do  the subject. My parents think I am  simply trying to run away from my  tourism course cause I hate math and  acc.<br />
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If that wasn't bad enough this morning  I got a gastric attack while discussing  about the matter. It wasn't something I  needed but somehow I just have to live  with the pain.<br />
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My brother's girlfriend is leaving for  The U.S.A tonight so that's something  to top off the day with....But it seems  like nobody is listening to me...... ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Ramblings #14</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Mar 2004 02:45:28 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yesterday was the second day of the  week I'm seeing my grandfather. It  turns out that what he is having is a  severe heart problem, lung infection,  and kidney failure.<br />
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I remember the things we did together  as I grew up. He had tears in his his  eyes, and he asked... "who is taller,  you or your brother". And I said....  "Joe" (my brother).<br />
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And then there was silence.....I wanted  to tell him not to speak, as it would  effect his heart. He knew what was  coming...<br />
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I couldn't help but to cry as I sat  there next to him, holding his hands,  cold. He said "Ashraf, don't cry for  me. Your making me sad. Just pray that  everything will be ok".<br />
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I continued crying as I walked down the  hallway passing through the nurse's  table... ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Ramblings #13</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 26 Mar 2004 08:41:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I never thought I would be the one  crying when I saw my grandfather being  pushed into the ambulance. His hands  were cold, eyes dripping with tears.<br />
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I've seen him gone in and out of the  hospital for the past few years as he  has heart complications but the thought  of loosing him just kills me inside.<br />
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It was also the thought of what I have  and have not done for him that made me  cry I couldn't content the tears as he  is (besides my father's father) the  only grandfather I have lived to love  for the past 21 years.<br />
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All I could do now is just <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/pray.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":pray:" title="Pray" /> that he  would be ok and may god be on his side.<br />
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                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Ramblings #12</title>
                <link>http://soulshyne.deviantart.com/journal/2063956/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 22 Mar 2004 16:48:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's only the second day of my final  assestments and I'm freaking out. I'm  already thingking about the one week  holiday we're having and how I could  sleep and wake up late without even  worrying about classes.<br />
<br />
Been going through nocturnal weeks I  wouldn't imagine I would go through  with alot of assignments, presentations  and assesments.  While on the other  hand I've spend alot of time trying not  to pee in my pants by taking it easy.  Sheesh...can't life be any better?. <br />
<br />
Been slowing down on writting poetry  and spending more time on graphic and  photo manipulations. Hopefully when I'm  free I'll be ready to write more poems  probably even in Bahasa Melayu.<br />
<br />
Well...that's it for this week. Hope to  write more journals after my finals.  Till then, take care and stay safe  everyone.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />,<br />
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                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Ramblings #11</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 19 Mar 2004 00:05:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And then there was silence..... ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Ramblings #10</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 Mar 2004 21:52:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Day one - Tuesday<br />
I finally got to know this girl and we  have loads of things in common. We like  the same bands, we're both the second  child and we like chocolates. We talked  about our own philosophies, about  poetry, about love and life. I think  I'm in love....<br />
<br />
Day two - Wednesday<br />
right after class ended at 1 I went to  see her for our first so called "date".  I was late but I bought her flowers and  she loved it. We had lunch, I taught  her how to play pool and I lost to her,  went to some music stores to listen to  some Jets.<br />
I am in love but we still have to see  what happens from there.<br />
<br />
Day three - Thursday<br />
I called her last night. It was some  new info I had to pick up about her. I  read her my poetry. So far, there  hasn't been any reaction. It's still a  static line of uncertainty.<br />
<br />
Day four - Friday<br />
Of all the usual pukes I had, I don't  know if this one is because I was so  happy I've found her or because I'm too  stressed out from college projects and  presentations. I was the usual  tempremental me and I was delirious. I  needed someone to talk to but she's not  exactly the person who could comfort  me. After I said I missed her, and I  jokingly asked if she did, she said she  doesn't<br />
<br />
Day five - Saturday<br />
Woke up at 1, gave her a call. The  conversations running dry. She said I  was too quiet on the phone and that  everyone needs a reason to call. Do I  need a reason to call?. I'm not quiet  sure if she's the one. It struck me  that she's the type who's always busy  and she's always studying, she doesn't  go out till late at night and she does  house chores......I'm not like  that...... ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Ramblings  #9</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 25 Feb 2004 04:44:19 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It has only been a few days ago I  turned 21 and someone once told me that  responsibility is now squarely on my  shoulders. I've not try to content  myself with depression but it just has  to hit me at the wrong times, the wrong  place.<br />
<br />
Class ended at 12 today, so me and and  a few of my classmates had to go to the  city to do our english shopping mall  project. Before that I had to go to my  former college to pick up some  documents<br />
<br />
It was rather inviting when I met some  old friends and lecturers of mine. One  which includes the girl I used to have  a crush on (maybe a girl I still have a  crush on).<br />
<br />
A change of mood struck as someone told  me she already seeing someone. Despite  of all the shitty things that happen to  me, it still bothers me to be thingking  about the mistakes I've did in the  past. I smiled and realized what she  doesn't see in me is not my lost but  rather hers.<br />
<br />
"I am lost by that moment once again  when life reaches a crossroad of  confusion and the line between truth  and reality is blurred" ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Ramblings #8</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2004 05:54:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ V'day was a drag. Just because of the  freaking Tour De Langkawi I was stuck  in the jam for 3 hours. And all I  wanted to do was to go to the mall.  Spent the whole day with friends with  two of them dating and another single  guy. Went to watch Gothica and it was  just superb. The thrill was exciting  and the thought of actually loosing my  mind was crazy.<br />
<br />
I was suppose to go to a poetry recital  with some friends that night but since  the movie ended at 9, I didn't.  Anyways, since I was the only one who  wanted to, and the both of them had  their own plans, I'd rather not. I  taped a Valentine's special on Channel  [V] where my cousin, a 26 year old  copywritter was being matched with a  pretty bubbly 21 year old student. The  feeling I had was flat....I realised it  is NOT going to happen to me. <br />
<br />
I asked a close friend to be my  girlfriend. I knew it was coming and  she said she never wanted anything  special between us. We're just friends.  That's what they all say.....<br />
<br />
Went clubbing that night and came back  at 6. Clubbing had never been so dull.  Somehow, I was dumbstruck by the  embiance and I couldn't dance. I  started singing anyway. After supper,  we headed back home. Slept through the  whole way and found out when I got home  my grandfather was about to go out for  prayers.<br />
<br />
It's 3 more days till I get a year  older. I'll be turning twen-teen-one  this year <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/picknose.gif" width="20" height="30" alt=":picknose:" title="Digging for gold" /> and I'm hoping for a new  handphone, probably coloured screen  with a cam, that will be cool. Been  using my 3350 for the past 2 years and  it's getting old for me. 21, and still  a looser?..........DAMN!....... ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Ramblings #7</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2004 04:10:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's only Tuesday, and I feel it's been  two long days of the week.<br />
<br />
Monday: 09/02/2004<br />
<br />
Woke up early to go to college as my  class starts at 10. As class was about  to start, the electricity went off. We  went to class 30 minuites late and did  nothing but talk about religions and  believes. And then we were joined by my  Geography lecturer, Ms. Christine and  she was telling us about the history of  the catholics in France (Where she is  from). I got home with the commuter to  find out my car couldn't be started. <br />
<br />
Eventually, it did and when I got home,  I was stuck in front of the computer  till about 10. I was suppose to record  the MTV awards at 8 as my mom told my  brother to tell me to recorded it. He  got mad cause I was at the computer and  he commented that "I don't contribute  anything to the family". If I wasn't,  then why have I been sending him to  tuitions?.<br />
<br />
I found out that night that the reason  the car couldn't start wasn't because  of the battery. Me and my dad changed  my car battery with his car's battery  and we came to the conclusion that it  was the starter which was old. Maybe  the engine needs to be overhauled as it  is a 1300 VW.<br />
<br />
Tuesday : 10/02/2004<br />
<br />
Since I couldn't drive, I had my mom to  send me to the commuter station. Class  starts at 12 and I decided I needed  some breakfast. I was surprised to see  my classmate there so early in the  morning. Seems she was meeting up a  friend who came all the way from The  U.K.<br />
<br />
I see smiles and laughes coming from  the people from the other table. Some  stupid MF's who couldn't help but to  make fun of me. And just because I  don't say anything it seems I am like  an alien from another planet. " Dude...get a life!!".<br />
<br />
I decided to go to the library and send  emails. I sent 4 emails to 4 people I  have not been in contact with hoping  they've received it. Again, I had to  put up with Daphne's (My classmate)  b****y attitude miss "Oh, I know  everything". She complaints about petty  things like "Why can't you do extra  photostating?". Last week it was "I went  to the class and there were people, you  don't believe you go see laa". I wanted  to tell her to shut up and stop being  such a b****.<br />
<br />
Every one of my classmates agrees she  is a pain in the a**, but too lazy to  say anything. I wasn't because I am not  the type who says something and breaks  someone's heart.<br />
<br />
After coming back from lunch (We had  lunch outside college), We headed back  to college for English class. My friend  decided to park where she did which was  in a village area nearby called Kampung  Lindungan. We told her she couldn't  park at the garage as it was probably  someone's. She did and then came a  malay guy cursing away. One of my  friends got angry and started cursing  bad words back at him.<br />
<br />
I guess, since Kampung Lindungan has a  history of Malays fighting with Indians  (whom my two friends were), maybe they  still are. I'm not going againts my own  race but why can't we just live in  peace?. We are living in the same  country anyway. What's happening to the  world these days?.<br />
<br />
So it took sometime to look for a  parking spot in the college building.  We got to English class about 30  minuites late. My English lecturer was  babbling about me always being late  which is not true. She told us to meet  her after class and I wasn't amused at  all. When my English lecturer found out  I didn't do my homework, she said "Oh,  you also didn't do your homework" and  smacked my head.<br />
<br />
I didn't pay rm5000 just to be smacked  on my head like some stupid 10 year old  kid just for not doing his homework.  More presure with weekly assignments,  assignments due for February and March,  roleplays and presentations. <br />
<br />
I'm gonna burst soon but till then,  let's hope I don't........ ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 01 Feb 2004 10:36:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Who would have thought the Urbanscapes  even went great. Really had fun  watching indie movies, listening to  great bands playing, A gallery of great  pictures and designs, and interesting  booths from Woman's Aid Organization  right up to the Aids Council.<br />
<br />
Met my mom's friend as I was browsing  through the brochures at the Woman's  Aid Organization booth. She was shocked  to see me interested. Well, I was but I  don't see myself having the time to do  charity work as I have just started  college.<br />
<br />
I even met my dad's friend who opened  up a fish & chips, Calamary & chips booth  who he has not met (I guess) in years.  I even met some friend myself, so it  felt great.<br />
<br />
Screenings of indie movies were also  fun. It was actually my first time  watching indie movies. There was even a  screening of "Gedebe". A play based on  Shakespear's Julius Ceaser but the  characters used are skinheads.<br />
<br />
Today was yet another tiring day. Had  to wake up early for Hari Raya Haji  prayers and later I had to sacrifice  the cow. The killing went well. It was  the cutting of the meat and skin which  was tiring. It was blood, sweat, and a  whole load of cow dung.<br />
<br />
Well....That was my day....<br />
Hope things stay swell... ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Ramblings #6</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jan 2004 00:17:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I don't feel like going downstairs. I  don't even feel I'm part of the family  anymore. Yes, I had a really bad fight  with my parents last night. I came back  at 2 in the morning. "2 O'clock?. 2  O'clock isn't late" said my cousin. The  night before I came back at 4 so it was  worst. BUt did my dad care if I even  came back at 2?. The answer to  that..... No.<br />
<br />
So I did go downstairs after everone  went back. And one of my grandmother  was going like "Oh, I didn't know you  were around". Well....nobody did. I feel  invinsible, like the blacksheep of the  family.<br />
<br />
My dad took away the car key. Seems  that since I'm still living with him,  everything is his. He's always like  that. He doesn't even know what a  sensitive person he is and he's looking  for faults to bring me down. <br />
<br />
And eversince my brother became an  artist, it has never been about me.  It's always been about HIS  achievements, HIS posters, HIS shows,  HIS girlfriend. Never before has it  been about my writtings, my band, my  shows, my girlfriend.<br />
<br />
I'm not trying to prove anything to  them. I just want to make them proud.  But at the same time, I'm not perfect.  And to think that was bad enough......<br />
<br />
After recovering from a recent illness,  they found out that my grandfather was  diagnosed with cancer. It's not that I  want him to go, but I know it's going  to happen someday. The anxiety just  kills me........<br />
<br />
I need to be alone now..... ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>12:51</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2004 04:19:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Talk to me now I'm older<br />
Your friend told you 'cause I told her<br />
Friday night's have been lonely<br />
Change your plans and then phone me<br />
<br />
We could go and get forties<br />
Fuck going to that party<br />
Oh really, your folks are away now?<br />
Alright, let's go <br />
You convinced me<br />
<br />
12:51 is the time my voice <br />
found the words I sought<br />
Is it this stage I want?<br />
The world is shutting up for us<br />
Oh we were tense for sure<br />
But we was confident<br />
<br />
Kiss me now that I'm older<br />
I won't try to control you<br />
Friday night's have been lonely<br />
Take it slow but don't warn me<br />
<br />
We'd go out and get forties<br />
Then we'd go to some party<br />
Oh really, your folks are away now?<br />
Alright I'm coming, <br />
I'll be right there<br />
<br />
My life's been like those line from  12:51, hanging out with friends on  Friday nights, sometimes lonely cause I  have no one to share it with but that's  ok. The fact that 12:51 offers a happy  tune reminds me that not only am I the  only one who's alone, but there are  others out there who are too.<br />
<br />
I've not been writting for a while,  it's kinda shitty, but I'm taking it  slow and steady. Hope to get some  people to publish my poetry through a  writting project called sireh.org but  it won't be anytime soon as I am still  working on the conditions.<br />
<br />
I emailed them my interest of  publishing as part of lending a hand  but he emailed me back and all he said  was "yeah sure, just email your poetry  and we'll try to get it published". Is  that it?. That's not convincing enough  to get me sending my poetry. It's as if  it's a scam. What if it goes to the  wrong hands?. <br />
<br />
Till that happens, I hope to start  writting again......SOON!<br />
<br />
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//soulshyne ]]></description>
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                <title>The love below</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Jan 2004 03:20:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Been 3 years since I broke up with her.  I'm not over it. I never knew that when  I told a friend how much I love her she  was asking her how to dump me. Finally  when I said she should me concentrating  more on her studies, she was flirting  around, and had new boyfriend(s). <br />
<br />
These situations don't happen often but  I've learned not to look out for love,  but rather let it come to you. Good  things don't come easily, so be patient  and appreciate what you have rather  then what you don't. Everything happens  for a reason.<br />
<br />
On another note, (I know this message  is late) it's been a solid year for me  being with DA and I would like to thank  everyone for giving comments on my  poetry, photography and artworks. For  the love, support and criticism ( I  knew someone wouldn't take me too  seriously). <br />
<br />
More power for the years to come (I  hope) and much love  and respect for  those who have given me the drive I  need to be here.<br />
<br />
Thank you all again.<br />
<br />
soulshyne<br />
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                <title>Across The Universe  - The Beatles</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 04 Jan 2004 04:35:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Words are flying out like endless rain  into a paper cup,<br />
They slither while they pass, they slip  away across the universe.<br />
Pools of sorrow waves of joy are  drifting through my open mind,<br />
Possessing and caressing me.<br />
<br />
Jai Guru De Va Om<br />
Nothings gonna change my world<br />
Nothings gonna change my world.<br />
<br />
Images of broken light which dance  before me like a million eyes,<br />
That call me on and on across the  universe,<br />
Thoughts meander like a restless wind<br />
Inside a letter box they<br />
Tumble blindly as they make their way<br />
Across the universe<br />
<br />
Jai Guru De Va Om<br />
Nothings gonna change my world<br />
Nothings gonna change my world.<br />
<br />
Sounds of laughter shades of earth are  ringing<br />
Through my open views inciting and  inviting me.<br />
Limitless undying love which shines  around me like a million suns,<br />
It calls me on and on across the  universe<br />
<br />
Jai Guru De Va Om<br />
Nothings gonna change my world<br />
Nothings gonna change my world.<br />
<br />
Be sure to check out this song ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Happy Happy Joy Joy</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 29 Dec 2003 18:58:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ One more day before New Year and I'm  still here with no plans whatsoever of  what I'll be doing. My parents will be  heading off to Penang, to watch my  brother's performace there; well, I was  suppose to go cause one of my friends  invited me to perform there too but I  just wanted to be with my close friends  here in KL.<br />
<br />
Only to find out that one of them will  be back only to join us that night and  two (Dan and his gf) others heading  with a his college mates. I don't know  if camping would be such a great idea.  Just the thought of shooting of from KL  (because of the jam) is something. <br />
<br />
Talking about new year, train stations  will be packed with people, streets  will be closed and shopping malls will  be hectic. <br />
<br />
But whatever it is, may the New Year  bring us more blessings and a longer  life.<br />
<br />
Happy New Year to everyone on <a href="http://deviantart.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/default.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="deviantart" title="deviantart" /></a><br />
<br />
Regards,<br />
soulshyne<br />
<br />
soulshyne@bluehyppo.com ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Ramblings part 5</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2003 15:04:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Humbug....2003 is almost coming to and  end and here I am nowhere but on DA.  This past few months had been a real " chill time" for me. Been the biggest  bummer at home, sleeping late usually  at 3-4 in the morning with my dad not  even giving me money.<br />
<br />
The Bali trip was great. Went white  water rafting and what thrill it was  when my team's boat his a rock and I  fell downstream. Metallica's prison  song was playing in my head as I  thought I was gonna die from drowning.  After the ride down I felt like a hero  cause everyone was asking me about the  fall.<br />
<br />
There was no bombing (luckily). How  naive I am (I know), you can't tell  what just might happen after the  bombing in Turkey. Was busy most of the  time running away from the people  selling and haggaling you to buy  sunglassess and such. <br />
<br />
Even learnt a new trick. There are two  colour schemes when you sell you items.  If you got a black plastic bag, it  means you've got a good deal. But if  your carrying a striped black and white  bag it means you've been cheated.<br />
<br />
Well...enough about that. I'm back in  Malaysia and I'll be in college by 5ft  of January 2004 doing 2 years of higher  diploma in tourism management.  Currently enjoying life to the limits  before having to bore myself with  books. <br />
<br />
I just came back from a club in Bangsar  celebrating Christmas eve. It was huge.  I passed through a road and my car was  sprayed with celebration spray cans. I  really need to wash my car tommorow.<br />
<br />
Merry Christmas and a happy New Year to  all fellow Deviants. ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2003 14:51:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Humbug....2003 is almost coming to and  end and here I am nowhere but on DA.  This past few months had been a real " chill time" for me. Been the biggest  bummer at home, sleeping late usually  at 3-4 in the morning with my dad not  even giving me money.<br />
<br />
The Bali trip was great. Went white  water rafting and what thrill it was  when my team's boat his a rock and I  fell downstream. Metallica's prison  song was playing in my head as I  thought I was gonna die from drowning.  After the ride down I felt like a hero  cause everyone was asking me about the  fall.<br />
<br />
There was no bombing (luckily). How  naive I am (I know), you can't tell  what just might happen after the  bombing in Turkey. Was busy most of the  time running away from the people  selling and haggaling you to buy  sunglassess and such. <br />
<br />
Even learnt a new trick. There are two  colour schemes when you sell you items.  If you got a black plastic bag, it  means you've got a good deal. But if  your carrying a striped black and white  bag it means you've been cheated.<br />
<br />
Well...enough about that. I'm back ]]></description>
                <author>~soulshyne</author>
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