<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108</id><updated>2011-10-07T12:50:39.724+08:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='Brunei'/><category term='Nonsense'/><category term='English'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Celebrities'/><category term='DIY'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='ads'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Kristal'/><category term='Random Rants'/><category term='Weird'/><category term='Interview'/><category term='Tags'/><category term='Parents'/><category term='Interesting'/><category term='Places'/><category term='Sex'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Cool 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>439</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-326513719437439655</id><published>2009-02-10T09:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T10:14:15.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unplugged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So I finally got my new site ready - well not entirely - but at least it's created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official, this is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://muaz-al-rashid.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my new blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Al Rashid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-326513719437439655?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/326513719437439655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=326513719437439655' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/326513719437439655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/326513719437439655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2009/02/unplugged.html' title='Unplugged'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-3671059151445522078</id><published>2008-12-23T13:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T13:15:11.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>You think you heard it all?</title><content type='html'>Got this from F&lt;a href="http://failblog.org/"&gt;ailblog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282849652737954770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SVBzxPk909I/AAAAAAAABOw/tZgWMH7D0NA/s400/wtfomgwow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NYAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-3671059151445522078?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/3671059151445522078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=3671059151445522078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3671059151445522078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3671059151445522078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-think-you-heard-it-all.html' title='You think you heard it all?'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SVBzxPk909I/AAAAAAAABOw/tZgWMH7D0NA/s72-c/wtfomgwow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-178466150383133563</id><published>2008-12-22T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:46:56.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Al Fatihah</title><content type='html'>Let's take a moment of silence and recite Al Fatihah for my relatives who passed away from a traggic car accident over at Jalan Kebangsaan a few nights ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al Fatihah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-178466150383133563?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/178466150383133563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=178466150383133563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/178466150383133563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/178466150383133563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/12/al-fatihah.html' title='Al Fatihah'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-6170964782600825654</id><published>2008-12-22T14:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:56:06.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunei'/><title type='text'>You think you know, but you have no idea</title><content type='html'>Funny how one claims that one knows me and said things that clearly shows how little knowledge one knows of me. “I know you Muaz” – correction, you do NOT know me, it’s obvious from the things that you said that you do not know me, you probably only know OF me; an “idea” of me that you have in your head and perceive as the true me. Never claim you know a person if you really don’t just so that you think you could get your points across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s like a typical thing here; you know when people say “ah kawanku tu”; kawan? Friends? A classmate of 3 years who I never spoke to and I never really know... I wouldn’t call him/her a friend, but an acquaintance rather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you’re probably studying in the same place that I am, seen me a couple of times, heard of me or whatever – none of which could serve as “knowing” me. And if you REALLY do know me, why bother disguising yourself as “guest”? Some of my own real friends disagree with me every now and then – because hey that’s life – not everyone agrees with you. If you REALLY know me, you would’ve revealed who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now wow, using my social network against me? Probably using that to humiliate me? To be honest, I’m not embarrassed with the fact that I have more girls than guys in my group of friends. Funny that in this era, some still think highly negative of people with different genders hanging out as friends. Hanging out with more girls than guys does not make me a girl, but rather it makes me more of a man. Why? It helps me understand women (their feelings, their perceptions, their expectations from men) – a trait that I doubt I will acquire if I ONLY hang out with guys. And really, if you really DO know me; you would have known that I do have male friends. I was brought up surrounded by girls; it is inevitable that I click with them very well. And really, what does my social networking has anything to do with the things that I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah. It just got to me now. I’m reading this book called “A New Earth: awakening to your life’s purpose” by Eckhart Tolle. The book talks about the concept of “Pain-bodies” in humans. It’s a somewhat complicated concept but I shall sum it up by defining it as “a negative ego-driven emotion that stays in a person from a particular or a series of events”. The pain-body as per its name suggest, seeks pain, it’s not part of that person but it lives within the person. Many live their life controlled by their pain-bodies and not realising that their true self is thus “unconscious”. It takes a person to be fully conscious to understand that the “thing” that controls them is not them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway... why am I talking about this? The pain-body seeks pain - - from others. It feeds on the negative energy that it creates. It normally waits for a particular event that could trigger a fight and then all hell broke loose. Blog haters (in general) for example, they read someone’s blog regardless of the fact that the blog contains ideas that completely oppose that of their own; the pain-body of the hater collects this energy (negative energy created for reading things that he/she disproves of) and waits for a particular event; maybe a particular post, to finally declare war. That is when the hater leaves hatred comments – at this stage, comments are normally directed to the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly enough, albeit weirdly, the hater would normally wait for the author of the blog to respond to his/her negative comment, they would come to visit just to see if the author has anything to say. And the author finally spoke, clarifying his/her post maybe – in a rather civil manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ticks off the hater’s pain-body even more, it doesn’t want peace, it wants war – not until the author gets upset or probably break down or probably even shuts down his/her blog – will the hater’s pain-body be satisfied. At this point, allegations will arise. It knows that criticisms on the post is not enough to put the author down, it will then stray away from the whole point of the “fight” to something entirely out of context – maybe something personal, if it doesn’t know anything about the author, it will then create allegations that they perceive to be true. Like in my case here... my social networking... and then me using thesaurus? Really, what do those have anything to do with anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see a lot of these kinds of things in fights – relationship fights mostly – it always tends to stray away from the root of the problem, past mistakes are always brought up just to heat up the argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it weird for me to see this whole thing as fascinating? It’s a great real life example for my reading. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said it before and I’m going to say it again; really if you don’t like reading what you read here... why exactly are you still here? There are a lot of blogs out there that I disagree with, quite a number of them are even my own friends’ blogs; but you know what I do? I don’t leave hate comments – I just don’t bother reading them. It’s that easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A New Earth: Awakening to your life’s purpose” by Eckhart Tolle – it’s a good book, costs about 21 bucks over at Best Eastern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s - I don't use thesauruses, not my fault if you don't get my intertexuality or my choice of vocabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Al Rashid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-6170964782600825654?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/6170964782600825654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=6170964782600825654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6170964782600825654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6170964782600825654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-think-you-know-but-you-have-no-idea.html' title='You think you know, but you have no idea'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-2417074010282212257</id><published>2008-12-19T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T16:27:29.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunei'/><title type='text'>P 2 Fake</title><content type='html'>Rumour has it that an attention seeking twat has been giving out fake email/MSN addresses of our famous P2F contestants including its host, Zayn Sabri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent fans are chatting with an attention whore who spreads more ridiculous stories about the contestants and host; sexual rumours being the prime talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this sick and one of the most disgustingly pathetic thing you've ever heard? Be careful with the contact details that you receive people. The P2F's contacts can be rightfully obtained only from a number of reliable sources; the contenstants themselves (duh) and Pelangi FM among others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Al Rashid - The things people do for fame huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-2417074010282212257?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/2417074010282212257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=2417074010282212257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2417074010282212257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2417074010282212257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/12/p-2-fake.html' title='P 2 Fake'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-8231801033242901564</id><published>2008-12-19T15:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T16:25:17.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Excess</title><content type='html'>People have different mindset... thoughts... ideas.... and inevitably different perspectives. I do NOT expect everyone who came across this blog to agree with me; that is &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; how life rolls. What's life without its ups and down ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is WHY everytime I post some of MY opinions, I APOLOGISE beforehand. There's always a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;warning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Yes, I know that some of my posting could easily offend - but I post them anyway - why, you ask? Well... for one thing; it is my blog, and secondly, if I don't get what I want to say out in the open, it'll just kill me... and it makes me feel fake for pretending to agree with what I disagree with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me cruel, call me blunt, call me obnoxious, but I get my point across, you might think I'm rude, others might just feel that I'm honest. As I said, people have differing opinions, what I think is right, you may think is wrong. You seriously believe that I would actually foolishly think that everyone is going to agree with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hated blog? I'd rather be hated for being who I am than be liked for being who I am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To clear things up; I never have anything against women or men with curves; BUT when it comes to the point of being unhealthy, that is when I draw the line. Particularly with a lot of men (many of whom I know) who keep pressurising their girlfriends or wives to look good but barely say that to themselves. It annoys me how a lot of guys are like that, do they really have the rights to pressurise their significant others for being fat when they themselves are sporting a beer belly and couldn't care less about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I APOLOGISE if my opinions offend thee... But really, if you do not like what you read here.. then why visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s - My look is more metrosexual than it is feminine... there's a clear distinction between both. I do not walk around in a skirt. ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Al Rashid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-8231801033242901564?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/8231801033242901564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=8231801033242901564' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8231801033242901564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8231801033242901564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/12/excess.html' title='Excess'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-3392714960435371827</id><published>2008-12-16T13:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:25:49.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunei'/><title type='text'>Help them</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been to several parts of the country where you hear stories or news regarding a famous character - - and unfortunately that character is mentally ill?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually know of several places (Berakas, Burong Pingai Berakas, Delima, Gadong, etc.) that have these infamous characters. They just roam the place, whilst not causing any violence, they may at times cause public disturbances; disturbing people at restaurants in most cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was out having lunch with the sister in Gadong when one character decided to enter the restaurant, sit, and shout nonsense at the top of his lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I honestly have no qualms about their presence, but I do feel that these people need help. Where are their families? Or even where are the relevant authorities? Their presence at these places are quite known, it’s not like I want these people captured, but these people should be at a more appropriate and conducive centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280254806982744530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SUc7xV3BWdI/AAAAAAAABJg/2KIDZHOLqiY/s400/-Vaingy-(360).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Muaz Al Rashid - They need help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-3392714960435371827?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/3392714960435371827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=3392714960435371827' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3392714960435371827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3392714960435371827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/12/help-them.html' title='Help them'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SUc7xV3BWdI/AAAAAAAABJg/2KIDZHOLqiY/s72-c/-Vaingy-(360).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-3466434144613735733</id><published>2008-12-11T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:57.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The truth men need to know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING: Personal opinions that may offend. Author apologises in advance for any offence caused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out the other day looking for parking and I saw this (possibly) 40-something year old guy with a very unmistakable beer-belly sporting a tight short-sleeved t-shirt that’s tucked into jeans. Then it hit me, a lot of men tend to not realise (or refuse to realise) that they’ve aged (or gain weight).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a number of men have this tendency to disregard their weight-gains and aging. So let me be blunt here and point some things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shirt that you wore 10 or 20 years ago may have looked good on you then, but that does not mean it looks good on you now. Stop trying to fit yourself into something that you could barely fit into anymore – even though they’re stretchable. Measure up, get the right size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, who said only women’s clothes have seasons? Men’s too... but not necessarily the design, rather on how you wear it. Look up men’s magazines and check out how they work with the clothes to give you a better picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some though are undeniably outdated. Still sporting them belly-bottoms and afro? Are you going to a 60’s themed gala? Can you feel the sarcasm? Why do a lot of men tend to disregard this fact? It may look good then, but now it’s just a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight gains - - it baffles me how some men are absolutely oblivious to this fact. Dude, you’ve gained a lot - - and no that doesn’t mean you’ve gained “muscle” and stop using the reason “happy wah~” - - you’re not all that anymore. Stop trying to fit into something you can’t fit anymore, get something bigger - - or better yet – hit the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid – stick to the basics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-3466434144613735733?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/3466434144613735733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=3466434144613735733' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3466434144613735733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3466434144613735733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/12/truth-men-need-to-know.html' title='The truth men need to know'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-4959673702203632139</id><published>2008-12-05T15:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T16:03:46.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Excess Caffeine</title><content type='html'>So yes, I'm tired of replying on the shoutbox itself.. eheheh.. yes people I'm back, and sorry for the extremely tardy replies to your shoutouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and uh... Guest (Hj Gazali, Airport), need that I tell you that the shoutbox is not a chatbox, I don't automatically reply to your messages (not that I could if I wanted to anyway, I don't get a thing you're saying)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless.. it's good to be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Al Rashid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-4959673702203632139?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/4959673702203632139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=4959673702203632139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/4959673702203632139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/4959673702203632139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/12/excess-caffeine.html' title='Excess Caffeine'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-3048666199783587174</id><published>2008-12-05T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T15:56:09.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Parents and Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“If you have young children, give them help, guidance and protection to the best of your ability, but even more important, give them space – &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;space to be&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;They come into this world through you, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but they are not “yours.”&lt;/span&gt; The belief that “I know what’s best for you” may be true when they are very young, but the older they get, the less true it becomes. The more expectations you have of how their life should unfold, the more you are in your mind instead of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;being present for them&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Eventually, they will make mistakes, and they will experience some form of suffering, as all humans do. In fact, they may be mistakes only from your perspective. What to you is a mistake may be exactly what your children need to do or experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Give them as much help and guidance as you can&lt;/span&gt;, but realize that you may also at times have to allow them to make mistakes, especially as they being to reach adulthood. At times, you may also allow them to suffer. Suffering may come to them out of the blue or it may come as the consequence of their own mistakes”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Eckhart Tolle, A New Earth; Awakening to your life’s purpose, 2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quote by Tolle in his amazing book (which I’m currently reading) intelligently explains the situation of many children and parents around the world. I’ve been meaning to blog about this, months ago but barely have the chance to compose it due to work and school pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was online with an acquaintance I met over at the first KB Bloggers earlier this year (or was that late last year? Hahah). We went on talking from how he was surprised to see me on the news to how his parents had this greatest desire for him to join the armed forces (I know - - so incoherent, not even poles apart, I don’t remember how we eventually got there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His parents really want him to join the army, they even brought and filled out a form for him to join the youth cadets; he got through and just had to sit for the exam. The night prior to the exams, he burst into tears and begged his parents to not let him join as that isn’t his ambitions. Eventually his parents gave in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of parents tend to see their children as heirs as opposed to individuals with their own characteristics and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I may look like you, but I’m sorry, I am just not you”, most of the things (as per the above event) that parents want their children to achieve are the things that they themselves want – and in many cases – the dreams that they themselves did not manage to fulfil. Please do not force your children to fulfil your own dreams – it is great if your own children have the same dreams, but if they don’t – as per the above – it would not make them happy. Which do you prefer; to see your dreams achieved by your son or to see your son live an unhappy life? Don’t be selfish, you had your chance – you live your life – let your son live his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not saying all this because I do not appreciate what parents (or my parents, in fact) have done to help me go through life. But at some point, you just have to realise that you need to let go; birds let their offspring fly away to live their life – you should do the same. What you have done so far to guide them is good enough, but never see them as the younger you. Every individual is different, let them be who they truly are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is hard, especially for mothers, but it is just the fact of life. Your children need guidance, NOT control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid – live your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-3048666199783587174?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/3048666199783587174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=3048666199783587174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3048666199783587174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3048666199783587174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/12/parents-and-children.html' title='Parents and Children'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-8787619929532276069</id><published>2008-12-05T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T15:43:04.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcements'/><title type='text'>Back Babies</title><content type='html'>wohooo... exams over (still have my research proposal due on the 10th - but whatever)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM BACK BABIES!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-8787619929532276069?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/8787619929532276069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=8787619929532276069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8787619929532276069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8787619929532276069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-babies.html' title='Back Babies'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-5340445060067763722</id><published>2008-11-09T14:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:43:59.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UBD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Information'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcements'/><title type='text'>News Flash!</title><content type='html'>Why is it everytime I said I'm on hiatus, there's always something to blog about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Attention all my UBD Babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;please take note of the following..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266536435653899554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SRZ-_CPNdSI/AAAAAAAABJY/K5E1mShA7WI/s400/-Vaingy-(357).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Given the coming exams, I know quite a number of you would be spending some time in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;library&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... beware. For the past few days, a number of cases have been reported regarding a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flasher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; running loose, the guy smartly chooses areas that are beyond our security cameras. The guy normally roams around after 4:30pm.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girls, when you are alone in those areas at that particular time, do take extra precautions. Kick the guy in his al fresco-ed balls if you have to and report it immediately to the library's security.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - S I N G &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-5340445060067763722?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/5340445060067763722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=5340445060067763722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/5340445060067763722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/5340445060067763722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/11/news-flash.html' title='News Flash!'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SRZ-_CPNdSI/AAAAAAAABJY/K5E1mShA7WI/s72-c/-Vaingy-(357).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-3048852927977615272</id><published>2008-11-07T14:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T14:44:02.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcements'/><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>Exam season babies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you what that means..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HIATUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mwahz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your blazers ready and prepare for the ultimate freeze UBD-ians - GOOD LUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, enjoy this video - I find it amusing. eheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lk5_OSsawz4&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lk5_OSsawz4&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - ex oh ex oh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-3048852927977615272?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/3048852927977615272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=3048852927977615272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3048852927977615272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3048852927977615272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/11/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-3217439283465954879</id><published>2008-11-03T20:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T01:07:54.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P2F'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunei'/><title type='text'>P2F 1st Concert Review.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING: Personal opinions included, I do apologise if you find offence in this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second season of Brunei’s very own reality singing competition kicked off last night with a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;splendid and successful first appearance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of the successful outcome of the first season, I was rather sceptical regarding this season’s display of “talents”. By “talents” I mean; a number of people commercially picked to perform songs that are beyond their vocal capabilities. A typical scenario in Malaysia’s Akademi Fantasia; wannabe celebrities (with and without talent) are pulled from the shadows of nowhere and placed into the limelight; intensely trained to perform week by week. An approach very impressive yet hardly successful; I mean really, how many seasons have Akademi Fantasia been? And exactly how many successful celebrities has it given birth to? It just comes to show that popularity (as seem to be of high priority in reality shows as such) is ephemeral and could not exactly compete with pure and raw talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT was what I was expecting as I stood there by the side watching the first P2F concert, and I have never been proven wrong my whole life. The participants in this year’s Paspot To Fame reality show sends a huge majority of AF’s students into absolute ridicule with their amazing vocal talents. This year’s P2F aim is to search for a star as opposed to creating one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like American Idol, the concerts every week comes with different themes. The first concert’s theme is duets. I came about 20 minutes late and missed the first couple, but given the strings of amazing performances made me stay until the end. I will not be assessing each and every participant (there’re 22 of ‘em for crying out loud!), but I shall point out to you those who caught my attention; either positively or negatively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s starts with the Pros;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264470954066517570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQ8ocLt_HkI/AAAAAAAABIY/LIM9lmxg_Uk/s400/9_fau_ziez_24hours.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; she performed with Ziez, singing 24 Hours (originally sung by Hans Anwar and Puteri Norizah). Her vocals blew me away; she probably has one of the strongest vocals ever to echo the stage in local performances here in Brunei. I’ve set my sight of this girl and by the sounds of things; she could go far with that voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264472130302855954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQ8pgpilSxI/AAAAAAAABJA/NW7gIR12h_M/s400/17_Qeez_Ter_endless_love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Qeez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; a relative of mine (no, I’m not being bias) who I never thought could sing the way she did that night. Her simple performance worked, belting out Lionel Richie and Diana Ross’s Endless Love, she poured her hearts out into the song and created magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264470963155913986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 391px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQ8octlETQI/AAAAAAAABIg/1MnDx3pQ7DQ/s400/10_dayat_ifa_rindu_bayangan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dayat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; another simple performance that worked, this guy has such a rich voice that goes perfectly well with the song that he was given; Rindu Bayangan. However, that I feel that the song is not challenging enough for him, it didn’t really measure up to what I feel he could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264470979256819106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQ8odpj0naI/AAAAAAAABIo/rozIsBZRgDE/s400/13_aming_leetza_senja_nan_merah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Belting out Ziana Zain’s part in Senja Nan Merah, this guy’s talent is extremely promising. For a guy to be able to handle such high notes and sang it amazingly, this guy should be seriously noted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, a lil’ bit of the negative;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264470990112352370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQ8oeR_-6HI/AAAAAAAABI4/ac7upj011Dc/s400/16aj_hill_lagu_jiwa_lagu_cinta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; Great voice, wonderful range and good rendition of the song – that is without a doubt. But what in the world is with that outfit?. He proved to me that layering does not work great all the time. Get rid of the pashmina (what’s the point of wearing skinny pants when you’re not flaunting it?) and the whole outfit could look tons better. Another criticism that I would say about him is that he was slightly over the top, which funnily enough; overshadows him and inevitably made his partner more prominent. Plus point for him: his singing capabilities seem promising and their performance was indeed one of the most entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264472138377231426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 398px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQ8phHnqfEI/AAAAAAAABJI/RR1daRgXXv8/s400/18asde_ina_seirng_sejalan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; similar to Hill, her great vocal skills are undeniable but the dress is everything that is wrong on a dress and should be listed in this particular site. I took the liberty of redesigning her horror provoking gown into something less severe. (mind the lazy editing and the fact that I took a pic of it instead of scanning)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264472537318337074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQ8p4VyoqjI/AAAAAAAABJQ/FEQ2YOXtW5s/s400/-Vaingy-(356).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264470986503318386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQ8oeEjha3I/AAAAAAAABIw/Ieb7SHKemos/s400/15_reyd_ezah_kerana_hati_ini_telah_dilukai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Reyd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; Again, the outfit... really, which hotel did you loan that from? Strong voice nevertheless. I feel that he could sing better than how he did, the song that was chosen for him (Hati ini telah dilukai by Krisdayanti and Ajai) didn’t do him much justice; it didn't provide a good display of his potential, which probably contributed to his elimination. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those are some of my reviews of the participants that got my attention. Oh, 5 were eliminated btw.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The show in general; it was indeed successful, &lt;a href="http://zaynsabri.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zayn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;was a great choice of host. His personality adds colours to the concert. I especially loved the fact that he spoke English, Standard Malay AND Brunei Malay. That is how shows in Brunei SHOULD be held, if Aznil in AF could use varieties of Malaysian dialects (loghats) during the concert, why couldn’t we? Don’t let the concept of “formality” stop us. Forget formality, it’s entertainment, keep formality in other aspects, but do not stop promoting our native dialects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I do feel that he lacks connection with the audience a bit. I think it takes the typical Bruneian audience a while to have a certain connection or rapport with the host; just cultural I guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, given the extremely limited number of seats available and the huge amount of supporters coming to support, many had to resort to standing by the side or sitting on the floor or steps. The management might want to seriously think in overcoming this particular problem; what’s a show without its audience ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid – I wish all of you great success. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-3217439283465954879?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/3217439283465954879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=3217439283465954879' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3217439283465954879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3217439283465954879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/11/p2f-1st-concert-review.html' title='P2F 1st Concert Review.'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQ8ocLt_HkI/AAAAAAAABIY/LIM9lmxg_Uk/s72-c/9_fau_ziez_24hours.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-4967741908592560966</id><published>2008-11-01T12:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:50:43.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Let's get married to comics!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the world of the complete hilarious and absolute ridicule, a Japanese man decides it is best, at this present day and age, to marry a comic book character. He started a petition to ALLOW the absurd marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"I am no longer interested in three dimensions. I would even like to become a resident of the two-dimensional world," he wrote.&lt;br /&gt;"However, that seems impossible with present-day technology. Therefore, at the very least, would it be possible to legally authorise marriage with a two-dimensional character?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funnily enough, he's not the only one with the weird fetish (we are all aware of the existence of the nonsensical Anime porn - I can NEVER get it! Really I don't); there are many others who are signing the petition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read the full article &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20081030/od_afp/japancartoonmarriageoffbeat_081030061822"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this reminds of me a relative of mine who had this amazingly huge crush on that Dragon Ball Z character; Trunks. At least she never thought of marrying him.... or so I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your upcoming exams UBD babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some learnin' to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - Yatta!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-4967741908592560966?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/4967741908592560966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=4967741908592560966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/4967741908592560966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/4967741908592560966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/11/lets-get-married-to-comics.html' title='Let&apos;s get married to comics!!'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-3903362678556169657</id><published>2008-10-27T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T00:38:46.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunei'/><title type='text'>Judgin'</title><content type='html'>I shall officially announce that Brunei Times is my number one local paper. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ahmad Muaz Hj Roslan, a representative of the chief judge, said that the&lt;br /&gt;speeches have been well-researched and the participants carried strong, clear&lt;br /&gt;voices necessary for public speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, he stressed the need to exude an appropriate amount of personality&lt;br /&gt;to inject some life into their presentations. Other issues raised was the need&lt;br /&gt;to be less reliant on cue cards, as well as increased interaction with the&lt;br /&gt;audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read the full story &lt;a href="http://www.bt.com.bn/en/home_news/2008/09/12/students_tackle_daily_life_issues_in_speech_contest"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I was actually going to blog on the event, but been too busy to write up the report.... maybe later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - There goes my full name again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-3903362678556169657?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/3903362678556169657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=3903362678556169657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3903362678556169657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3903362678556169657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/10/judgin.html' title='Judgin&apos;'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-6473292477626183580</id><published>2008-10-26T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:38:56.941+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: House of Bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQSO-t4clZI/AAAAAAAABII/ybT4enGJBcM/s1600-h/the-house-bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261487472794965394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQSO-t4clZI/AAAAAAAABII/ybT4enGJBcM/s400/the-house-bunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I read the synopsis to the movie; two words instantly came to mind; Legally Blonde. There is a definite Legally Blonde aura to the storyline, which made me sceptical regarding its authenticity. Nevertheless, decided to watch it to neutralise the fact that I watched a bit too many Horror and action movies lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as per expected, the storyline is more or less Legally Blonde; only with more bleach and weaves present in this one. It does display some few good (but forgettable) laughs; I only watched it a few days ago, and I swear I could not really recall any particular good humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what a Playboy Bunny would signify; the movie does portray a significant amount of sexism; in order to attract men, dressing and acting like a slut is a necessity – a message you definitely would not want your girls to actually delve into. This movie seems to have only one entailment to the word “sexy”; which is hoochy, when in fact the word “sexy” could be seen in a broader perspective and not necessarily be linked to sex itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as per Legally Blonde; hey what do you know, there’s a school institution involved! However, instead of promoting that having a brain is beautiful; it seems to just portray that school simply means one thing; a popularity contest. I don’t remember a scene where any of the students actually studied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Faris’s performance is more or less “expected”. It wasn’t awesome and neither it was memorable, or perhaps her lips completely distracted me to actually analyse her performance throughout the movie. I swear her lips are twice the size it normally was back from the Scary Movie days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: Worth the watch for the sake of boredom. It’s a DVD movie as opposed to a cinema movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid – Make it sexy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-6473292477626183580?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/6473292477626183580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=6473292477626183580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6473292477626183580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6473292477626183580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/10/movie-review-house-of-bunny.html' title='Movie Review: House of Bunny'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQSO-t4clZI/AAAAAAAABII/ybT4enGJBcM/s72-c/the-house-bunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-551309628645805455</id><published>2008-10-26T11:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:46:53.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>What NOT to wear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQPsRnbsqzI/AAAAAAAABIA/G2og6hLfdUA/s1600-h/spl56025_013-thumb-420x733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261308577085958962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQPsRnbsqzI/AAAAAAAABIA/G2og6hLfdUA/s400/spl56025_013-thumb-420x733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Numero 1:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Don't wear something that looks like it was made completely out of Dorothy's red shoes. Natalie Imbruglia - - what in the world were you thinking??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261308572374565058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQPsRV4agMI/AAAAAAAABH4/GRbweDEiFBY/s400/83379469-thumb-420x636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Numero 2:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Do NOT wear something that looks like an oversized Chinese lantern. Oriental is cute - but this one is an exception - get rid off that puff, it might actually work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261308572587831634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQPsRWrQsVI/AAAAAAAABHw/V89B7kNtBJU/s400/83287498-thumb-420x688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Numero 3:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Do NOT wear your halloween costume way too early. Oh wait, that's NOT a halloween costume. Scary Spice just couldn't help but put the scare in everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261489444286943138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQSQxeQwz6I/AAAAAAAABIQ/e-KmcjPTrEI/s400/83411200-thumb-420x657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Numero 4:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And Do NOT wear anything that looks like it is made out of your own hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - I am bored and stuck indoors due to the never-ending rain and flashfloods - S.O.S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-551309628645805455?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/551309628645805455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=551309628645805455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/551309628645805455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/551309628645805455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-not-to-wear.html' title='What NOT to wear'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQPsRnbsqzI/AAAAAAAABIA/G2og6hLfdUA/s72-c/spl56025_013-thumb-420x733.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-8593082481936993643</id><published>2008-10-26T11:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T11:47:29.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>Virtual killer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQPoOPF1DtI/AAAAAAAABHo/t6Gi3RlMLuE/s1600-h/maple-story.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261304120965664466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQPoOPF1DtI/AAAAAAAABHo/t6Gi3RlMLuE/s400/maple-story.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I first heard this story from DJ Anna of Kristal FM and decided to look it up;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Japanese piano teacher went ballistic when her online husband in the virtual world "the Maple Story" decided to divorce her. She then decided to kill her online husband's avatar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A 43-year-old Japanese piano teacher's sudden&lt;br /&gt;divorce from her online husband in a virtual game world made her so angry that&lt;br /&gt;she logged on and killed his digital persona, police said Thursday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;She used his identification and password to log&lt;br /&gt;onto popular interactive game "Maple Story" to carry out the virtual murder in&lt;br /&gt;mid-May, a police official in northern Sapporo City said on condition of&lt;br /&gt;anonymity, citing department policy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"I was suddenly divorced, without a word of&lt;br /&gt;warning. That made me so angry," the official quoted her as telling&lt;br /&gt;investigators and admitting the allegations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The woman used login information she got from the&lt;br /&gt;33-year-old office worker when their characters were happily married, and killed&lt;br /&gt;the character. The man complained to police when he discovered that his beloved&lt;br /&gt;online avatar was dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;She was charged with illegal access onto a computer&lt;br /&gt;and manipulating electronic data, police said. If convicted, she could face a&lt;br /&gt;prison term of up to five years or a fine up to $5,000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/27337812/"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't that sound utterly ridiculous to you?? how insanely pathetic is this?? People are getting weirder and weirder each day I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - This is not even funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-8593082481936993643?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/8593082481936993643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=8593082481936993643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8593082481936993643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8593082481936993643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/10/virtual-killer.html' title='Virtual killer'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SQPoOPF1DtI/AAAAAAAABHo/t6Gi3RlMLuE/s72-c/maple-story.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-266075277524203921</id><published>2008-10-24T08:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:56:27.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>Coffee.... with(out) milk?</title><content type='html'>Researchers from Lund University, Sweden have found that coffee consumption has an effect on breast size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Drinking coffee can have a major effect on breast size," said Helena Jernström, an oncology researcher from Sweden's Lund University whose team discovered the connection"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as if to instantly compensate, it greatly lowers the risk of breast cancer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Healthy, premenopausal women with the gene who drink three or more cups of coffee a day have smaller breasts. Those women also have a lower risk of breast cancer"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;An earlier study by the same researchers found that among women who drink two to three cups of coffee a day, women with the gene had a lower breast cancer risk than those without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://news.aol.com/health/article/coffee-can-shrink-breasts-study-finds/218657?icid=100214839x1211806181x1200746497"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which do you prefer? A lump in the lump or reduced sized - lemme help you decide; &lt;a href="http://www.wonderbra.com/"&gt;wonderbra&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - Breast cancer awareness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-266075277524203921?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/266075277524203921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=266075277524203921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/266075277524203921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/266075277524203921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/10/coffee-without-milk.html' title='Coffee.... with(out) milk?'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-7024138813761904875</id><published>2008-10-24T08:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:39:02.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><title type='text'>Mac versus Windows</title><content type='html'>I'm not a mac user (albeit the fact that I actually love using it), but I'm not exactly pro-Windows either (I was actually forced to purchase it out of paternal reasons).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I find this mac commercial to be so low... directly condemning their counterpart like that feels just so unethical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth aside, there are better ways to promote your products other than insulting your competitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MimCZikP8cY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MimCZikP8cY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still like Mac though. nyeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - iDislike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-7024138813761904875?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/7024138813761904875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=7024138813761904875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7024138813761904875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7024138813761904875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/10/mac-versus-windows.html' title='Mac versus Windows'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-3549978068706619117</id><published>2008-10-19T13:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T13:41:14.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>If I were a thief</title><content type='html'>Beyonce's "If I were a boy" song is beautifully written - sadly not by her as she's claimed it to be. The song was written by &lt;a href="http://www.bcjean.net/"&gt;BC Jean&lt;/a&gt;, you can find the original song in her site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Beyonce's father/manager is hell bent on getting the rights to the song now AND giving his daughter the writing credit, because the Knowles know no bounds and don't have enough millions. BC Jean is said to be shocked that Beyonce stole her song and claimed it was her own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://thedirtydisher.blogspot.com/2008/10/beyonce-is-thief-and-it-runs-in-family.html"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beyonce just released the first single off of her new album to radio. It is called “If I Were A Boy”. The song was written by Crazed Hits discovery BC Jean. We first featured BC &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crazedhits.com/bc-jean" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;back in February&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; and talked about the song &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crazedhits.com/artist-of-the-week-bc-jean/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in August&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.crazedhits.com/bc-jean-vs-beyonce/"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things stars would do when they're out of ideas huh. We see a lot of it in movies, didn't come up as a surprise to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - Be Original&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-3549978068706619117?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/3549978068706619117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=3549978068706619117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3549978068706619117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3549978068706619117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-i-were-thief.html' title='If I were a thief'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-3664401019349196956</id><published>2008-10-18T14:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T14:07:22.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>One of the many reasons why I do NOT like Miley Cyrus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SPl81Jl7qxI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Hy7aTOHuhec/s1600-h/cyrusbag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258371292481694482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SPl81Jl7qxI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Hy7aTOHuhec/s400/cyrusbag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SPl81Tnzq2I/AAAAAAAAA3s/Tiel0aNrndM/s1600-h/cyrust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258371295173913442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SPl81Tnzq2I/AAAAAAAAA3s/Tiel0aNrndM/s400/cyrust.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There she is in the front line of the Christian Audigier runway show, making slutty faces to her model boyfriend, Justin Gaston.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sets a reeeeeeally good example for 15 years old everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;..and I still DO NOT GET WHY she's among the many talented women singing in the "Just Stand Up" (Breast Cancer awareness) song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is just annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - Word of the day is "etiquette"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-3664401019349196956?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/3664401019349196956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=3664401019349196956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3664401019349196956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3664401019349196956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-of-many-reasons-why-i-do-not-like.html' title='One of the many reasons why I do NOT like Miley Cyrus'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SPl81Jl7qxI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Hy7aTOHuhec/s72-c/cyrusbag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-7804320969461751080</id><published>2008-10-18T13:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T13:41:32.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Alter Ego: Who are you inside?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SPl2Y3Y6T0I/AAAAAAAAA3c/sLRUFAyZmjk/s1600-h/Pride+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258364209489137474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SPl2Y3Y6T0I/AAAAAAAAA3c/sLRUFAyZmjk/s400/Pride+small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo manipulation work by moi&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alter ego: A very close and trusted friend who seems almost a part of yourself (dictionary meaning), or in another perspective, a character different from your own original character that you embody; having split personalities, schizophrenia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you true to yourself or are you living your life as an alter ego to who you actually are? I’ve known many individuals who have huge insecurities within themselves and are weak within, but portray this cold, mean exterior (a bitch, in short) so that people would not be able to tell that they are weak, so that others would not step on them; it is all based on experience; displaying their insecurities give others the opportunity to walk over them – this is what these people are tired of, sick, and instead of overcoming it, they completely turn themselves into the complete opposite of who they are; they create alter egos as a defence mechanism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people are like that, hiding their insecurities and vulnerability behind a fictional character that they have created and decided to incarnate. A lot let it comes along with new names – names that have absolutely no significance with their real names – sometimes names of others who they look up upon – names that make them feel stronger – different – even unique maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alter egos are not necessarily positive; some decide to breathe it too much that they actually lose their actual self. It doesn’t just become a “part” of them, it becomes “them”, their alter ego kills the genuine character – this is when you realise and go “he’s changed a lot” – although, deep inside nobody could really tell what is going on; maybe a battle? The actual self is struggling to survive within a body that no longer wants it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some others who feels the negativity that overwhelms their alter egos; thus they claim “that part of me is over – it was just a phase - *insert alter ego name* is dead now”. And yet, there is a heavy burden in their chest in letting go of that name; they still use it (at times, secretly) in spite the claim that they have “changed”, moved on from the so-called phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can people really change? I don’t really know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - Are you ready to let go of your character?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-7804320969461751080?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/7804320969461751080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=7804320969461751080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7804320969461751080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7804320969461751080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/10/alter-ego-who-are-you-inside.html' title='Alter Ego: Who are you inside?'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SPl2Y3Y6T0I/AAAAAAAAA3c/sLRUFAyZmjk/s72-c/Pride+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-5929320873386866757</id><published>2008-10-18T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T13:14:05.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><title type='text'>Beemer for sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SPlwQkDAhLI/AAAAAAAAA3U/eUDcoxWDaos/s1600-h/Image334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258357469788275890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SPlwQkDAhLI/AAAAAAAAA3U/eUDcoxWDaos/s400/Image334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Model: BMW 320i E90&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Color: Metallic Graphite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Date of Reg: Sept 2006&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mileage: 43K+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Price: $54k or Continue bank-loan ($1234/month – 5 years remaining)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Details:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Full leather interior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Reverse parking sensor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Fully electronic seat adjustment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-18” rims / Original 16” rims included&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Interested Please contact Zayn Sabri at d_shogunz@hotmail.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-5929320873386866757?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/5929320873386866757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=5929320873386866757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/5929320873386866757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/5929320873386866757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/10/beemer-for-sale.html' title='Beemer for sale'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SPlwQkDAhLI/AAAAAAAAA3U/eUDcoxWDaos/s72-c/Image334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-6680422928608747109</id><published>2008-10-14T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:44:24.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunei'/><title type='text'>Language of the Radio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Caution: Apologies in advance to those who might find this post offensive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am never a fan of Malay radio shows here in Brunei, and this is primarily due to the language or dialect of their choice; most Bruneian Malay radio host (or DJs) have this amazingly huge tendency to speak Malaysian Malay. I find this extremely annoying, THIS is Brunei, WHY are we talking like Malaysians? Not that I have anything against Malaysians, but why aren’t our Bruneian Radio DJs speaking Bruneian Malay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It irritates me greatly and I always click on my CD player once all stations start to speak in such a manner. However, just this raya, I was extremely pleased to listen to DJs &lt;a href="http://keejah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keejah&lt;/a&gt; and Honey of Kristal FM to host their lively show in Bruneian Malay – it was purely fantastic and I loved it. This is how Malay radio shows SHOULD be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some might argue that we are using “Standard Malay” – uh sorry, I do not see radio shows as anything “formal” – it’s not news – it’s entertainment, it’s informal – it SHOULD use Brunei Malay! Are we not proud of our own accents – our own slangs that we resort to utilise someone else’s dialect? And mind you, Standard Malay and Malaysian Malay accent are two completely different things. Accent is how you SPEAK the language, and how that “language” that they used in many radio shows here in Brunei; that is NOT Standard Malay, for e.g. “the word ‘saya’ in Standard Malay ends with an “a” – NOT an “e””&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some others might also argue that they probably speak like that because some Malaysians DO listen to our radio stations – shouldn’t that be reason why we SHOULD promote our Brunei Malay?  Have you seen an episode of Akademi Fantasia hosted in Brunei Malay because Bruneians watch it? No right? Then you argue that they don’t need to because we are used to Malaysian Malay – we understand their slang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the reason WHY we understand their slang is because we’ve been watching Malaysian channels since we’re toddlers; we actually acquire it. So if Malaysians are proud in promoting their own slangs; take that “Mami Jarum” movie, why aren’t we doing the same thing? Why are we NOT promoting our own slang? Is it that embarrassing? Keejah and Honey have successfully shown to me that radio shows hosted in Brunei Malay is far more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KEEJ AND HONEY YOU ROCK MY WORLD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid – Back to your roots baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-6680422928608747109?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/6680422928608747109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=6680422928608747109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6680422928608747109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6680422928608747109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/10/language-of-radio.html' title='Language of the Radio'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-7496450660407078579</id><published>2008-10-13T02:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:16:52.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting'/><title type='text'>Your other half</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SPI-azq0o7I/AAAAAAAAA3M/qV9UgalXmNM/s1600-h/dibs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256332345362129842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SPI-azq0o7I/AAAAAAAAA3M/qV9UgalXmNM/s400/dibs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Cambodian man who decided to file a divorce from his wife took his relatives down to his place, and SAWED their house into two. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He apparently took the other half of the house with him - how? I have no idea, but this is just one crazy news I tell you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least he's being fair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - Sets a new meaning to "your other half"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-7496450660407078579?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/7496450660407078579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=7496450660407078579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7496450660407078579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7496450660407078579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/10/your-other-half.html' title='Your other half'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SPI-azq0o7I/AAAAAAAAA3M/qV9UgalXmNM/s72-c/dibs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-1944880644667628781</id><published>2008-10-11T01:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T08:45:28.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunei'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: Butterfly Lovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SO-UvigPNNI/AAAAAAAAA3E/OuQWZrkBNdI/s1600-h/2008_05_01_05_Butterfly_Lovers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255582834601440466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SO-UvigPNNI/AAAAAAAAA3E/OuQWZrkBNdI/s400/2008_05_01_05_Butterfly_Lovers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the news about Chun playing the big screen, I said “wow” – the (allegedly) first Bruneian to appear on the big screen – now that’s a BIG achievement, and I am very proud of him for achieving so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that being said, I decided to watch it and attempted to enjoy it – which failed flat. I could not bear to stay any longer due to its mediocre plots and weak acting, I left before it even ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plots were everywhere and felt disorganised – and the storyline was predictable and felt rather inauthentic. Watching it was slightly painful as there were attempts at trying to be at par with the comedic genres of the greats Jackie Chan and Jet Li; some attempts managed to evoke some laughter in the cinema hall while most were simply futile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never had high expectations of Wu Chun’s acting skills as I’ve seen his acting before, he has relatively improved a lot in this movie compared to his previous ones (and no, I am not being bias for saying so), however there is still a lot for him to work on it seems, particularly on evoking emotions. So kudos again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, the acting skills of the heroin bugged me, she didn’t seem to fit the role she was playing and she just failed completely for me – I’m sorry to say; her comedic acts turn out extremely slapstic. I just don’t feel it from her regardless of her cuteness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I would like to point out is the make up for the heroin; like come on, if you’re trying to make a girl look like a man; do it completely; she obviously was wearing eye make up for crying out loud. Please do try to make her look masculine – that was the whole point of the story to begin with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To wrap it up, I just did not feel any emotions from the movie, perhaps it's the language barrier? But I've watched many movies of foreign languages, so that shouldn't be the case. I dunno. You try to watch it and tell me what you think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Verdict&lt;/span&gt;: Watch it to support local acts and for the donation (one dollar per ticket is being donated to SMARTER Brunei, centre for Autism)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, again congratulations Chun for making it this far. This is one big achievement and Brunei is very proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I might wanna add some more bits and pieces but I’m too sleepy right now – so that’s all for now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid – There’s always a first in everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-1944880644667628781?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/1944880644667628781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=1944880644667628781' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/1944880644667628781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/1944880644667628781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/10/movie-review-butterfly-lovers.html' title='Movie Review: Butterfly Lovers'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SO-UvigPNNI/AAAAAAAAA3E/OuQWZrkBNdI/s72-c/2008_05_01_05_Butterfly_Lovers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-1743048849772228316</id><published>2008-10-07T12:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T12:20:32.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Dexterity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Adam decides to do something extra mischievous this raya. Which is what? Poking his lil finger into a moving fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result: A deep cut which cuts off some of his nerves that are used to move his lil finger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254260166879552578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SOrhyJRXJEI/AAAAAAAAA20/77KZ9XLYSrY/s400/-Vaingy-(349).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, two hours plus worth of operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed all the way from UBD the moment I heard the news that morning, got into the ward and found the lil rascal running around his ward having the joys of his life with one finger wrapped in a huge bandage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea WHAT will ever stop this boy. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254260161980372322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SOrhx3BTlWI/AAAAAAAAA2s/MRow-MGoCII/s400/-Vaingy-(348).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;haha. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to others: DO NOT leave your hyperactive kids around a moving fan - not even with your amahs. YOUR kids, YOUR responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254260169598888226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SOrhyTZs6SI/AAAAAAAAA28/DbSnZXmaP8Y/s400/IMG_0756+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;(Muaz, Ira, Nadia and Azim Al Rashid)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Hari Raya from the Al Rashids&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - Thanks all for all the lovely raya shout-outs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-1743048849772228316?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/1743048849772228316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=1743048849772228316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/1743048849772228316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/1743048849772228316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/10/dexterity.html' title='Dexterity'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SOrhyJRXJEI/AAAAAAAAA20/77KZ9XLYSrY/s72-c/-Vaingy-(349).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-2842963765746789851</id><published>2008-10-01T13:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:52:18.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcements'/><title type='text'>Eid Mubarak</title><content type='html'>Aidilfitri is just few hours away... Tomorrow morning, families unite and faults are forgiven (at least in theory - it's sad to know that some people just do not treasure the family values and talk shit behind one another).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I think to be THE MOST used phrase in during Eid? This:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Dari mana kamu?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost every conversation starts with the above phrase? Why is that so? I haven't the clue... It's like a fixed phrase that people are obliged to ask prior to the start of a conversation OR when people do not know what to talk about. I notice people tend to ask that when they aren't really close and feel awkward to start a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and please people... back to the point I made above.. Please of all conversations you wish to have during raya - let &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it be to backstab your own friends or family members - that just depletes the value of Eid and inevitably your pahala for the whole month of Ramadhan is simply wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless... Eid Mubarak everyone; beloved family, friends, acquaintances, colleagues, readers of CFM. May you all be blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Al Rashid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-2842963765746789851?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/2842963765746789851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=2842963765746789851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2842963765746789851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2842963765746789851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/10/eid-mubarak.html' title='Eid Mubarak'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-365540232849114960</id><published>2008-09-29T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:18:27.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Never give up</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You can’t not try because you’re afraid you’re gonna fail. That’d be like not wanting to go out with anyone because you’re afraid the person might cheat on you... or not wanting to write because you’re afraid you’re not gonna be published anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can’t be afraid to go after what we want, even if we don’t know what the outcome is gonna be.&lt;br /&gt;(Privilege episode 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got that from the new series called Privileged which is slowly getting on to me right now. I like inspirational writings such as so. It reminds me a lot of what I’ve gone through with my life. Basically it is talking about fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear; an emotion experienced in anticipation of some specific pain or danger which is usually accompanied by a desire to flee or fight, in this case it is flight. Fear in this case is muddled up with past experiences and pessimism; which obstruct us towards our goals – blocking us from the path of achievements and advancement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what was said earlier, we cannot let our fears get the better of us. You’re afraid to start dating because you ex cheated on you and you don’t want the same thing to happen again. Everything comes with a risk; for all you know it MAY happen again – but there is a possibility that it might NOT be the case. Think about it, say the ratio of people cheating be 3:5, you have 3 possibilities that the person you’re dating might not be cheating on you, if you unfortunately land with one of the five who would actually do so, then it’s just not your luck yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or you do not want to enter a competition because you KNOW you were going to lose. How exactly DID you know? Did you put much effort into the whole competition? If you didn’t, then obviously, you’ve made that decision to lose, on the other hand, if you did put in a lot of effort, then hey, don’t call yourself a loser yet, because you’ve tried. It just may not be the time for you to shine yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The effort that you put in trying to achieve the goal of yours is truly magical, even if it is not acknowledge by the people around you but what you should know is that it should mean something to yourself. When you want something so bad, and you try so hard into getting it; that shows how adamant you are and if you have yet to achieve that goal; don’t give up. See it like you’re in a race track, you started it – you finish it. If you give up on your way to the finish line – you’d be wasting the whole time that you’ve tried and who knows you’re only a few steps away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand up straight and don’t give up in achieving your dreams. I understand patience has its limits, but keep in mind, achieving something after such a triumph is the most rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a song for all of you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mr5mvNPyV1I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mr5mvNPyV1I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid – Don’t give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-365540232849114960?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/365540232849114960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=365540232849114960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/365540232849114960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/365540232849114960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/never-give-up.html' title='Never give up'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-6413758030274848470</id><published>2008-09-28T10:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T12:03:44.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Enjoying the last few days of Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>Hari Raya Aidilfitri 1429 Hijrah is just around the corner and I would like to take this opportunity to apologise to everyone out there who felt offended from my writings and behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and lemme just include my discontent towards many shops here in Brunei, a week before Ramadhan, many shops have already displayed their “Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri” banner – I find this absolutely disrespectful. Yes, celebrate it all you like, but proposing that makes it look as if Ramadhan deserves no special mention. THE HOLY MONTH OF RAMADHAN people! It is so much special than Syawal – it baffles me that Ramadhan is always taken for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NBT displayed their Aidilfitri deco recently – which is a better timing to do so. But to other shops out there, displaying that before Ramadhan even started is simply disrespectful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment Ramadhan approaches, people start to think about Aidifitri, people’s mind tend to shift a month in advance – yes Ramadhan entails Aidilfitri, but these are two different major celebrations (well to me at least, regardless of its connection), Ramadhan deserves its own acknowledgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - Enjoy the last few days of Ramadhan and Eid Mubarak to all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-6413758030274848470?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/6413758030274848470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=6413758030274848470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6413758030274848470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6413758030274848470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/enjoying-last-few-days-of-ramadhan.html' title='Enjoying the last few days of Ramadhan'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-8849711112379463511</id><published>2008-09-28T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T10:26:09.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>I need a holiday</title><content type='html'>Have you ever lay in bed and when you wake up from the burst of light emanating through the window panels; you go all “I need a break”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a hectic semester so far; what’s with my two other jobs; I feel burnt out. I feel so grateful that mid semester break is on, but I’m not looking forward for the workload waiting for me from the other half of the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a holiday!! I want to switch my phone off – lock it in my drawer and just disappear. Disappear from everyone – no calls, no SMSs, no msn, no blogging – nothing. I want that. A week – away from everything.  Fly off somewhere maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, I couldn’t do so, as Spiderman’s uncle said “With great power, comes great responsibilities”. We are born here for many different purposes, I need not discuss what’s one of my main purpose of life is, but escaping away for a week with no news is not something I am able to do without being irresponsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherios,&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Al Rashid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-8849711112379463511?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/8849711112379463511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=8849711112379463511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8849711112379463511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8849711112379463511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-need-holiday.html' title='I need a holiday'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-3007244348117087348</id><published>2008-09-28T08:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T09:41:53.926+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Information'/><title type='text'>Breast is the best</title><content type='html'>That is one kinky title I think I will never re-use. ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PETA; the People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals in their pursuit of a more heavenly delicious ice cream is urging Ben and Jerry's to start using HUMAN BREAST MILK as oppose to cow's milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PETA's request comes in the wake of news reports that a Swiss restaurant owner will begin purchasing breast milk from nursing mothers and replacing breast milk for 75 percent of the cow's milk in the food he serves. PETA points out to Ben and Jerry's that such a move on their part would lessen the suffering of dairy cows and their babies on factory farms and benefit human health at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PETA claims that the fact that human adults consume huge quantities of dairy products made from milk that was meant for a baby cows makes no sense what-so-ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's parts of the letter that PETA sent to the ice cream maker;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;On behalf of PETA and our more than 2 million members and supporters, I'd like to bring your attention to an innovative new idea from Switzerland that would bring a unique twist to Ben and Jerry's. Storchen restaurant is set to unveil a menu that includes soups, stews, and sauces made with at least 75 percent breast milk procured from human donors who are paid in exchange for their milk. If Ben and Jerry's replaced the cow's milk in its ice cream with breast milk, your customers--and cows--would reap the benefits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The breast is best! Won't you give cows and their babies a break and our health a boost by switching from cow's milk to breast milk in Ben and Jerry's ice cream? Thank you for your consideration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peta.org/MC/NewsItem.asp?id=11993"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My verdict; it does make sense... but but... human breast milk Ice cream? really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - breast is best. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-3007244348117087348?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/3007244348117087348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=3007244348117087348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3007244348117087348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3007244348117087348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/breast-is-best.html' title='Breast is the best'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-5721904700546531686</id><published>2008-09-26T11:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T12:13:40.103+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>The Epitome of dumb blonde-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Read the question in the image below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SNxV1i6dZWI/AAAAAAAAA10/3z64H2Hphjc/s1600-h/stupidmirror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250165644000585058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SNxV1i6dZWI/AAAAAAAAA10/3z64H2Hphjc/s400/stupidmirror.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether to laugh at the hilarious stupidity of the question or to cry blood from the brain that seem to be in no use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHY IN THE WORLD WOULD ANYONE WANT TO SCAN A MIRROR!!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - mirror mirror on my monitor... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-5721904700546531686?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/5721904700546531686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=5721904700546531686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/5721904700546531686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/5721904700546531686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/quintessential-dumb-blonde-ness.html' title='The Epitome of dumb blonde-ness'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SNxV1i6dZWI/AAAAAAAAA10/3z64H2Hphjc/s72-c/stupidmirror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-7289436378517092104</id><published>2008-09-26T11:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T11:17:47.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='research'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Information'/><title type='text'>I think I'm fat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SNxUQrR7_2I/AAAAAAAAA1s/1T-r7lFzWHo/s1600-h/nm_computer_080908_mn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250163911079755618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SNxUQrR7_2I/AAAAAAAAA1s/1T-r7lFzWHo/s400/nm_computer_080908_mn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of all things intelligent... As ludicrous as it may sound, researchers have found that &lt;strong&gt;thinking makes you fat&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"The brain uses only glucose for energy," unlike the "muscles, which use fat and glucose," Chaput (author of the study) said in a telephone interview. So when the level of glucose, or sugar, becomes unstable, the brain demands more. According to the research, participants consumed far more calories after performing mental tasks than they consumed after relaxing for the same period of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It turns out that performing mental tasks, like trying to solve problems while working at a computer, stimulates the appetite so much that people tend to eat significantly more calories than they burned while performing the "knowledge-based" tasks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/Technology/SmartHome/story?id=5763150&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So does this mean I need to stop thinking? Think Muaz think!! oh no! Stop thinking about it!! ARGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - pleh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-7289436378517092104?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/7289436378517092104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=7289436378517092104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7289436378517092104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7289436378517092104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think-im-fat.html' title='I think I&apos;m fat'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SNxUQrR7_2I/AAAAAAAAA1s/1T-r7lFzWHo/s72-c/nm_computer_080908_mn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-7660261285308214744</id><published>2008-09-26T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T10:26:34.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>I just don't love you no more</title><content type='html'>“It’s not you - - it’s me”. How many times have you heard or used that phrase? Countless maybe... I’ve talked about the issue of love and infatuation over and over in this blog, and I’ve drawn a difference between the two; love is something deep and fade it will not, whilst infatuation is otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if I’m wrong? What if love can really fade? How? I don’t know. Love is one matter of the heart that the brain could not fully fathom. So if I stopped feeling “it” from someone does that mean I never loved the person to begin with? Was I merely confused between the term love and infatuation? Was I searching desperately for love that I could not see which love is and which is infatuation? - - Can’t be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when it fades, regardless of all the fun time; you resort to saying “It’s not you... it’s me”. One phrase as quoted by a friend being “redundant” as it provides no closure. It leaves the other person wondering “what did I do wrong? Was it this...? Was it that...?” and you certainly are clueless to the questions and would circularly say “no... It’s not you... it’s me”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I even talking about this? I dunno... I was just listening to Craig David and the thoughts just flow. So how do you exactly explain why you stopped loving someone all over the sudden when you know precisely that you really WERE in love with that person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened? Nothing. It was just... gone. Poof... like magic. Heh, “magic” another word people tend to use to explain the emergence of love... Why did you fall in love with me...? “I dunno... I don’t have a particular reason to... it just happened... like magic”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask you this... How do you make sure you don’t stop loving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-7660261285308214744?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/7660261285308214744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=7660261285308214744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7660261285308214744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7660261285308214744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-just-dont-love-you-no-more.html' title='I just don&apos;t love you no more'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-3317962195456654016</id><published>2008-09-23T10:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T11:07:44.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Call me when you grow up</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don’t normally blog about very personal mundane stuff as I feel it's pointless to promote your blog like as if it's a friggin' diary, and I seriously have been refraining myself from making too much of a big fuss out of this, but this starts to feel like it’s going out of hand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warning: Personal content that may bore the hell out of your brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have kept my mouth shut for a bit too long whilst you promote your immaturity to the public. Seriously it’s about time for you to cut your act and grow up. Your futile attempt at being sarcastic is preposterously laughable; why bother? Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, call me immature as much as you like – you have the rights, but cut your insane acts – it’s nowhere near plausible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’m upset. Who wouldn’t be? - YOU tell me. Wouldn’t you be upset if YOU’re in MY shoes? Take this scenario for example;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Situation; a Barbecue gathering)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anon:&lt;/strong&gt; mana Muaz? (Where’s Muaz?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You people :&lt;/strong&gt; Oh SHIT! Kami Lupa ia! (We forgot about him!!)&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle that? Yeah maybe you could.. After all friends tend to forget about one another every other day right? Can you feeeeeeeeell the sarcasm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once is alright… the second time, it felt like a jab but I could still handle it… the third, fourth, fifth… oh my dear God! COUNTLESS times! It’s just downright hurtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know for fact that some of us would feel upset when you uploaded those pictures; otherwise you wouldn’t have “apologized” about it in the description to begin with, but carried on uploading them. Yes, wow.. rub it in ma face yea? Here, lemme give you a standing ovation. Clap clap clap. A true friend LOVES to shove it in their friend’s face. Such honorable act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you got pfft because WE got pfft. We have every right to sulk; it’s a friggin’ normal reaction. But YOU – YOU do NOT have the rights to disregard our feelings. You say that it’s a “simple matter”… like ooh “sekadar jua eh”… well YOU might think it that way, because you’re ALWAYS there. You’re in that inner circle, whilst we here are just treated like some side dishes – extras in your big dramatic spotlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you then think that we hold a grudge as we speak… “berdendam” as what you call it; ooh very deep, very profound. You’re wrong. I don’t hold a grudge – that’s way too immature for me honey. The term is sulking – look it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really never occurred to me that you of all people could crush my heart like this. Really.&lt;br /&gt;Think that’s all for me to say – for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Al Rashid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-3317962195456654016?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/3317962195456654016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=3317962195456654016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3317962195456654016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3317962195456654016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-dont-normally-blog-about-very.html' title='Call me when you grow up'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-943189681775008445</id><published>2008-09-21T12:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T12:12:44.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Just for laugh</title><content type='html'>I've told this incident to a number of my friends.. and for some reason it hit me this morning and I wanna share it with all of you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2005 - sometime in the summer&lt;br /&gt;Location: Fitness Zone Lounge Area, The Mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting reading a magazine after an exercise class, minding my own business, when some random member who was sitting right in front of me decided to ask me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Did you shave your legs"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I'd be offended, I felt that question ripped me off my masculinity in a heartbeat. I have really fine leg hair; which annoys me. So I annoyedly replied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this dude, whoever he was (can't remember), was persistent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Oh.. so you waxed it then?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memajal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - Have a good day people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-943189681775008445?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/943189681775008445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=943189681775008445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/943189681775008445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/943189681775008445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-for-laugh.html' title='Just for laugh'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-3427978541372844036</id><published>2008-09-21T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:34:20.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><title type='text'>I am in dire need of a new phone</title><content type='html'>and this shall be it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ay7RMHcUuGQ&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ay7RMHcUuGQ&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming out in February 2009... huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for the very short posts lately, busy per usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mwahz,&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Al Rashid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-3427978541372844036?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/3427978541372844036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=3427978541372844036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3427978541372844036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3427978541372844036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-in-dire-need-of-new-phone.html' title='I am in dire need of a new phone'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-4656521064186729152</id><published>2008-09-20T19:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T19:37:11.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>No Good one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SNTgVtjaNuI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/SY1lUPk-J70/s1600-h/-Vaingy-(346).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248066129403459298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SNTgVtjaNuI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/SY1lUPk-J70/s400/-Vaingy-(346).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-4656521064186729152?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/4656521064186729152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=4656521064186729152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/4656521064186729152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/4656521064186729152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-good-one.html' title='No Good one'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SNTgVtjaNuI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/SY1lUPk-J70/s72-c/-Vaingy-(346).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-8887156749098199014</id><published>2008-09-19T13:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T14:52:34.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><title type='text'>Most Annoying Tag ever</title><content type='html'>Tagged again... by Orange Tulip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) What is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= My life and all that surrounds it (kes malas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) What is the last thing that you bought with your own money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= 5 bucks worth of Petrol... hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Where do you wish to get married?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Beach... during sunset..... *fantasizing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4) How old do you think you will be permanently owned by your love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= You tell me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5) Are you in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Pretty much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;6) Where was the last restaurant you had dinner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= All these "Abgs" from OT is seriously ANNOYING!! gah! anyway.. Had dinner with the family last night; Deli Nutreesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7)Name the latest book that you bought?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Men's Health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;8) What is your full name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ahmad&lt;/span&gt; Muaz Danuarta Al Rashid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;9) Do you prefer your mother or father?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Why exactly do I need to choose? I love them both... What a dumb question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) Name a person that you really wish to meet in real life for the first time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Nate Berkus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;11) Christina or Britney?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Christina.. as in Aguilera right? nyahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;12) Do you do your own laundry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= That machine you use to do your laundry with... yeah that.. I don't know how to operate that.. at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;13) The most exciting place you want to go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Rome here I come baby!! yeaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh *does victory dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;14) Hugs or kiss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= How 'bout both... yea yeah...? Both.. that shall be it.. thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;15) 8 things I am passionate about:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My Job (yeah the newscasting one)&lt;br /&gt;2. Art&lt;br /&gt;3. Music&lt;br /&gt;4. Dancing&lt;br /&gt;5. Fashion (yeah shuddup)&lt;br /&gt;6. Losing weight&lt;br /&gt;7. Food (how oxymoronic is that?)&lt;br /&gt;8. Books (when I get my hands on it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;16) 8 things I say too often:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I know right&lt;br /&gt;2. Shuddup&lt;br /&gt;3. Regardless&lt;br /&gt;4. Anywayyyy&lt;br /&gt;5. What the neraka?&lt;br /&gt;6. "From the Jubli Dua Studio Radio Brunei... I'm Muaz Roslan"&lt;br /&gt;7. "..and with me tonight!" (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;8. What? (tis such a weird tag... how random is this question my goodness! so incoherent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17) 8 books I’ve read recently:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jemima J. by Jane Green&lt;br /&gt;2. What Makes A Good Teacher by Tursman&lt;br /&gt;3. A different Kind of Teacher&lt;br /&gt;4. Slam by Nick Hornby (I LOVE THIS BOOK!!)&lt;br /&gt;5. ....unfortunately those are the only recent ones.. I haven't been reading much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;18) 8 songs I could listen to over and over again:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lady Gaga - Just Dance (currently on repeat.. so that should qualify no? heh)&lt;br /&gt;2. Brian Mcknight &amp;amp; Mariah Carey - Whenever You Call&lt;br /&gt;3. Alex Gaudino - Destination Calabria&lt;br /&gt;4. Ferhad - Pernah&lt;br /&gt;5. Brian McKnight - Still&lt;br /&gt;6. Andra and The Backbone - Sempurna&lt;br /&gt;7. Drive - Bersama Bintang&lt;br /&gt;8. John Travolta &amp;amp; Olivia Newton John - You're the one that I want (hehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;19) 8 things I learned last year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= A LOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;20) Tag 8 people:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. M&lt;br /&gt;2. A&lt;br /&gt;3. U&lt;br /&gt;4. R&lt;br /&gt;5. I&lt;br /&gt;6. N&lt;br /&gt;7. A&lt;br /&gt;8. . HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-8887156749098199014?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/8887156749098199014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=8887156749098199014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8887156749098199014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8887156749098199014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/most-annoying-tag-ever.html' title='Most Annoying Tag ever'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-1773354442878586975</id><published>2008-09-17T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:36:32.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Expectations and Contributions</title><content type='html'>How are you supposed to "contribute" to "whispers"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post on this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel my heart shatter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To disregard your friends' feelings makes one ask if you are friends to begin with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - That's all I'm saying for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-1773354442878586975?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/1773354442878586975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=1773354442878586975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/1773354442878586975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/1773354442878586975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/expectations-and-contributions.html' title='Expectations and Contributions'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-2513705635185374765</id><published>2008-09-17T21:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:07:35.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird'/><title type='text'>A cry for help</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SNEOvcMZ9PI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/B-PcAq0pI-o/s1600-h/handsfree-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246991249048204530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SNEOvcMZ9PI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/B-PcAq0pI-o/s400/handsfree-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Francesca Lanzavecchia designed these really fugged looking handsfree cellphone holder dubbed "cellphone neck braces".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although, it could easily be an excuse for you to come to class after a week of absence, I would never - I repeat - NEVER ever put this thing around my neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It comes complete with a stretchable rubber skin that fits over it so you can store your phone and cigarettes in there when not in use - yeah, all the more reason to NOT wear it; WHY would I want my phone stuck there around my neck?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;People come up with the weirdest of ideas - really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s - Guys do take note, that the model's hair is a hair DON'T!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - Call me when you're sober&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-2513705635185374765?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/2513705635185374765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=2513705635185374765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2513705635185374765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2513705635185374765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/cry-for-help.html' title='A cry for help'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SNEOvcMZ9PI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/B-PcAq0pI-o/s72-c/handsfree-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-5248055266007101133</id><published>2008-09-16T13:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:22:49.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movie review: Mama Mia! The Movie (2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SM9CYz1UhrI/AAAAAAAAA1I/TCEJhHe0jMo/s1600-h/mamma-mia-poster-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246485084908062386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SM9CYz1UhrI/AAAAAAAAA1I/TCEJhHe0jMo/s400/mamma-mia-poster-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another Ramadhan, and yet another great musical! Who knew that these two things keep coming simultaneously ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great music, great ensemble, quirky script and great plots – these are my takes on the new Mama Mia the movie musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My admiration for Meryl Streep began when I first saw her in "Death Becomes Her" back in the late 90s alongside Goldie Hawn – and that admiration has yet to fade – especially with her outstanding performance in "Devil wears Prada" and now, "Mama Mia!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie evokes laughter and… apparently to me, tears. The mother-daughter relationship interpretation for some reason really touched me and reminded me of my own mom. It’s a particular emotion that I find hard to describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a bit too much singing going on in the musical – as with Sweeney Todd – however, it poses no such dislike. The music presented in the whole movie are all wonderfully sung and to me - - great great choice of music. Although I think that is influenced by my admiration towards Abba’s songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict – A must watch. A must MUST watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid – Here we go again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-5248055266007101133?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/5248055266007101133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=5248055266007101133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/5248055266007101133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/5248055266007101133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/movie-review-mama-mia-movie-2008.html' title='Movie review: Mama Mia! The Movie (2008)'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SM9CYz1UhrI/AAAAAAAAA1I/TCEJhHe0jMo/s72-c/mamma-mia-poster-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-7656531212653239299</id><published>2008-09-09T13:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T13:35:39.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>The REAL come back</title><content type='html'>I was shocked - stunned - amazed to see how Britney turned out to this year's VMAs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243888317529512018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SMYIpDgq2FI/AAAAAAAAA1A/c_vt6tueTYY/s400/82708599-thumb-420x644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeously dressed - underwear on - perfect shiny non-greasy hair and the perfect amount of make up, Britney got herself three awards; Best Female Video, Best Pop Video, and Video of the Year for "Piece of Me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even looks healthy and slim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very proud of her - THIS is the Britney we have found to love back in the 90's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eff Off Kevin, Britney's back baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243888318335479218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SMYIpGg07bI/AAAAAAAAA04/c7i5JeMXDdI/s400/bsvid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Awwww... look at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Muaz Rashid - She did it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-7656531212653239299?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/7656531212653239299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=7656531212653239299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7656531212653239299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7656531212653239299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/real-come-back.html' title='The REAL come back'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SMYIpDgq2FI/AAAAAAAAA1A/c_vt6tueTYY/s72-c/82708599-thumb-420x644.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-633983069843468136</id><published>2008-09-09T05:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T05:15:30.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Meeeee Aww</title><content type='html'>Okay I am stunned with this particular piece of information, so I'm just gonna give you the facts straight away:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cher is rumoured to play Catwoman in the third installment of the Batman movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!! CHER!! The feather wearing "Do you believe in love" Cher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had the gorgeous and the all time favourite Cat; Michelle Pfeifer and most recently, the not-so-favoured Cat, Halle Berry, and now they decided to change the whole concept around and let a 62 year old woman play the sexy beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE to see how this turns out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - purrr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-633983069843468136?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/633983069843468136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=633983069843468136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/633983069843468136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/633983069843468136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/meeeee-aww.html' title='Meeeee Aww'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-6135862991080934447</id><published>2008-09-07T15:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T12:41:11.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>When "27 dresses" meets Princess Diaries</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a princess - of like friggin' Geneva! Like Oh Muh Gawd, isn't that like friggin awesome?? I mean you wake up one day all frizzy haired and the next thing you know; you're the heir to the throne to a whole country!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to its fabulous awesomeness.. I shall beat every single princess in the world. O yeah, I have to look prettier than every single princess there is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do diary for I am at loss...?? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;updated 08/09/08 - Thanks, A&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I know... princesses love to wear big big dresses right... I'll bring the level up by wearing the biggest dress ever invented that it looks like its made out of all the disney princesses' dresses put together. O yeah. that'll show them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243182695237752754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SMOG4bofF7I/AAAAAAAAA0w/DayY7V535j0/s400/82645408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm like the hottest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243182690673170786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SMOG4KoNGWI/AAAAAAAAA0o/hJ7KHuqdvMs/s400/82646143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia Thermopolist XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Princess of Genovia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - Can you feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelll the sarcasm??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-6135862991080934447?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/6135862991080934447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=6135862991080934447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6135862991080934447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6135862991080934447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-27-dresses-meets-princess-diaries.html' title='When &quot;27 dresses&quot; meets Princess Diaries'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SMOG4bofF7I/AAAAAAAAA0w/DayY7V535j0/s72-c/82645408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-2255553305713071469</id><published>2008-09-07T15:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T00:20:00.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><title type='text'>And a pinch of...</title><content type='html'>Finally the "right" amount of photoshop for a bloody cover. How many times have I ranted about covers that are crazily photoshoped the fug the effing hell out of many good lookin' celebrities... I have no idea, but a lot, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regardless.. saw this Details cover of Daniel Radcliff and I felt relieved to see that they didn't overdo the photoshop on him. They obviously have edited the face - d'oh we've seen how he actually looks like - but heck - at least he actually looks good and somewhat looks like him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243180072769849330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SMOEfyLah_I/AAAAAAAAA0g/jzhCEl5QEpk/s400/details.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So.. brava&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - Wingardrium Leviosa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-2255553305713071469?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/2255553305713071469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=2255553305713071469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2255553305713071469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2255553305713071469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-pinch-of.html' title='And a pinch of...'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SMOEfyLah_I/AAAAAAAAA0g/jzhCEl5QEpk/s72-c/details.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-5766767546789417864</id><published>2008-09-07T14:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T15:00:33.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>In yer face versus right back at cha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SMN7l_wVD9I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/h9zxaUfMOcY/s1600-h/TextMessage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243170283888906194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SMN7l_wVD9I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/h9zxaUfMOcY/s400/TextMessage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if the title is of high relevance with the topic that I’ll be talking about, but I love the pun and I think it somewhat works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway… prior to work this morning, I managed to read &lt;a href="http://zaynsabri.blogspot.com/2008/09/texts-dates-question-curious.html"&gt;this particular post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it instantly drove my attention to this particular conversation that I had with a friend just a few days ago (alterations have been made in conversation – you seriously think I would actually remember it word per word??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me : Did you know that A is cheating on E?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;K : oh really .. that confirms it.. I was always suspicious on him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Suspicious… because…?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;K: Well.. whenever E isn’t around, A is ALWAYS texting a lot.. A LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you see how the &lt;a href="http://zaynsabri.blogspot.com/2008/09/texts-dates-question-curious.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; and the above conversation are absolutely contradictory? In the &lt;a href="http://zaynsabri.blogspot.com/2008/09/texts-dates-question-curious.html"&gt;aforementioned post&lt;/a&gt;, the partner is insecure and paranoid because the other half is always texting on the go. It is definitely irritating – ESPECIALLY when you want to spend a good quality time with the other half – that’s beyond dispute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have you ever wondered? That isn’t it better that your partner is doing that in front of you as opposed to behind your back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my perspective, when your partner texts that much in front of you, it’s somewhat a sign that he or she is not hiding anything – thus there isn’t a need for paranoia – UNLESS if his or her phone rings and he/she refuses to open or reply with your presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is in the case of the above conversation that you actually need to worry about. If your partner texts too much when you’re together, then sit down together and talk about it. On the case of asking your partner who he or she is texting with – yes it is borderline annoying – yet, to my perspective it somewhat shows affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insecurity of a partner in a way shows how much affection that the partner has towards the other. Some couldn’t handle all the paranoia, but it is valuable to a certain extend – especially to those who are sceptical of their partners’ true emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - SMS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-5766767546789417864?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/5766767546789417864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=5766767546789417864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/5766767546789417864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/5766767546789417864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-yer-face-versus-right-back-at-cha.html' title='In yer face versus right back at cha'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SMN7l_wVD9I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/h9zxaUfMOcY/s72-c/TextMessage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-7943086049228800504</id><published>2008-09-04T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T01:33:28.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Who that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SL7KPL03SfI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/VPCvyGu1Vu8/s1600-h/michael-jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241849378527201778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SL7KPL03SfI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/VPCvyGu1Vu8/s400/michael-jackson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whose picture is that next to the plastic infested MJ you ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is a photoshopped picture of Michael Jackson WITHOUT the ridiculous surgery. And he actually looks real good, as we all would agree that he would without the nose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got a headache. nuff said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - deplastify&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-7943086049228800504?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/7943086049228800504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=7943086049228800504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7943086049228800504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7943086049228800504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-that.html' title='Who that?'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SL7KPL03SfI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/VPCvyGu1Vu8/s72-c/michael-jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-6791912328973783092</id><published>2008-09-01T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T18:56:59.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcements'/><title type='text'>Marhaban</title><content type='html'>Marhaban Ya Ramadhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fasting everyone. Blessed be with this fine and blissful month. NO CHEATING! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Al Rashid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-6791912328973783092?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/6791912328973783092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=6791912328973783092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6791912328973783092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6791912328973783092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/09/marhaban.html' title='Marhaban'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-2714946824983686233</id><published>2008-08-31T15:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:34:53.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: Death Race (2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SLpPFz0-G2I/AAAAAAAAA0I/Ffd4VhxDSK8/s1600-h/DeathRace-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240588077629315938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SLpPFz0-G2I/AAAAAAAAA0I/Ffd4VhxDSK8/s400/DeathRace-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Managed to catch this movie for lunch yesterday, and apparently it’s a remake of another of a same name in 2000 - - which is funny considering that I’ve never heard of it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. the movie;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad ass cars… Babes and blood… oooh an awesome combination for those craving for intense adrenaline rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the adrenaline rush that I seek was not present as I was watching this movie, I reckon this is due to its element of “no surprise” in its storyline - - it’s somewhat predictable. Not necessarily my choice of movie, but the sheer awesomeness of the race is enough to drive me into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storyline is kind of weak – I’m not feeling the emotive elements of the movie. I think they stressed too much into the action role of the movie that the whole emotions of the movie is somewhat forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verdict:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it if you crave for awesome action sequence and you couldn’t care less of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t if you’re a storyline enthusiast who is extremely particular about “drama”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid – FRANKENSTEIN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-2714946824983686233?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/2714946824983686233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=2714946824983686233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2714946824983686233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2714946824983686233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/movie-review-death-race-2008.html' title='Movie Review: Death Race (2008)'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SLpPFz0-G2I/AAAAAAAAA0I/Ffd4VhxDSK8/s72-c/DeathRace-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-2288359858332891565</id><published>2008-08-30T00:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T00:52:54.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>The ultimate speed "bump"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SLgoXVJbDMI/AAAAAAAAAz4/56PlcgvYtks/s1600-h/speedbump-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239982547724340418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SLgoXVJbDMI/AAAAAAAAAz4/56PlcgvYtks/s400/speedbump-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speedbumps... those yellow lines (that seem to never ever work) and speedtraps... all designed to tackle one major road problem; ME - - no, I'm kidding, heheh - - speeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However we all know that these measures never seem to really work, thus China came up with this drastic and ultimate way of reducing the amount of speeding on its road, behold:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;They built a 100 foot long, 2 foot high, winding speed block smack dab in the middle of the Jing Zhuang highway. Sure, it scratches up cars, looks hideous and causes massive traffic jams, but hey—by screwing everyone it manages to screw the speeders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;a href="http://gizmodo.com/5041619/the-ultimate-speed-bump-there-is-no-escape"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239982546656768962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SLgoXRK5M8I/AAAAAAAAA0A/BO3RoCL_gWw/s400/speedbump-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hoping Brunei wouldn't come up with this idea - - I'd cry blood - seriously. This whole thing reminds me of this particular post in HYS that a colleague of mine was talking about months ago; apparently there's this particular git who claims that it is a better idea to install SPEEDBUMPS ON THE BLOODY ROUNDABOUT instead of those traffic lights that we have. ahuh. Really - - what an intelligent recommendation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it just me or quite a number of my "interesting" news lately are from china; the perve who got his penis stuck to a bench during the olympics, the winged cat and now this. Huhu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - Safety comes first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-2288359858332891565?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/2288359858332891565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=2288359858332891565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2288359858332891565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2288359858332891565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/ultimate-speed-bump.html' title='The ultimate speed &quot;bump&quot;'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SLgoXVJbDMI/AAAAAAAAAz4/56PlcgvYtks/s72-c/speedbump-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-494712993903258651</id><published>2008-08-30T00:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T01:48:16.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>Me-ouch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SLglqcCxfYI/AAAAAAAAAzo/Kchs2Y8-d3g/s1600-h/winged-cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239979577458130306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SLglqcCxfYI/AAAAAAAAAzo/Kchs2Y8-d3g/s400/winged-cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying cats... where have I heard that before? O yeah... from the old Batman movie... but hey, that's catwoman.. this one is a real friggin' cat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A tabby from the Qingyan province in China recently sprouted a pair of fur-covered wings on his back during a hot-weather spell, the U.K.’s Daily Mail reported.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;One cat owner, identified only as Feng, claimed her pet’s wings were the result of stress from too many females desiring to mate with him, the Mail reported.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239979574462428530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SLglqQ4itXI/AAAAAAAAAzw/BBKCNMLbRVU/s400/winged-cat-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,411741,00.html"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wings from "over-mating" - - - ahuh. I shall stop talking for now and let you guys assume what's in my head at the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;eheh *wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - I believe I can fly~ I believe I can touch the sky~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-494712993903258651?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/494712993903258651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=494712993903258651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/494712993903258651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/494712993903258651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/me-ouch.html' title='Me-ouch'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SLglqcCxfYI/AAAAAAAAAzo/Kchs2Y8-d3g/s72-c/winged-cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-8472112142456421407</id><published>2008-08-25T12:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T12:38:36.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Susuk - a reply</title><content type='html'>I got this extremely long comment on my &lt;a href="http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/movie-review-susuk.html"&gt;Susuk review&lt;/a&gt;, and I just feel like replying. So here; (oh, the font in red is my response to his statements/questions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I have great respect for Amir Muhammad and that is the precise reason why I decided to go watch Susuk.However, it was a tedious 2 hour long show, trying to digest a movie that was neither scary, nor intriguing. It starts with the Indian kids at the lake (which the Tamil man calls a sea - I understand Tamil... so there!). Expecting a horror flick, I kept wondering if they couldn't come with better ways to frighten the audience than using rather cheap &amp;amp; fake looking demons/ghosts. It just wasnt scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Similarly, when Ida appears as the 'fly-on-wall' pontianak... she looked tired and weary and her fangs laughable. People in the audience were actually laughing during the scene where Sofia Jane gets killed and Chew Kin Wah gets decapitated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’d have to agree with the whole laughable fangs bit – and that it really wasn’t at all scary. But the storyline captured my interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;About that... she needs to eat human flesh but why did she decapitate Lee? Why not just pluck his heart like the others? Was she punishing him for taking advantange of all the young starlets?Rozanna? Who is she and why did she just disappear half way through?The eyes that keep peeping - if that was the Dukun Dewangga (DD), wyh does he need to manifest physically when he seems to be omnipresent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No idea about these particular bits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The ayam and the feathers. What is the connection to DD or the demoneic Ida? Pet or mascot? No link given at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Think the writer is playing with intertextuality here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soraya's boyfriend (cute but a wooden table has more acting skills) is killed of with a press of a button by DD? Again, with all his supernatural powers, he chose a mundane way reserved for normal human beings to smythe the boy? If he could kill Farish by pinning him to the tree with a screwdriver, surely, he could have come up with a gorier way to dispatch this boy too?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I agree with the whole bad acting of the boy, the rest of the bit though, the writers should have a valid reason why they chose to kill him in that manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soraya hears the nenek who had died asking her to sing in the hospital. So, what of that? Why was this scene put in the movie with no follow through? Soraya can see dead people or what?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Again intertextuality here; People who has susuk are involved in the supernatural world – thus they can hear the “roh” speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The prostitute who gets picked by DD and made to join the unholy ceremony at the end. She looked like Ida in a blond wig. This was very confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay this shows me that you didn’t really get the movie. Ida (whatever her name was in the movie) and Soraya (played by Diana Rafar) are actually in fact the same person. DD picked a supposedly gorgeous prostitute and transformed her looks onto Soraya. They were playing with the screenplay the whole time during the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Farish goes after Soraya for interfering. But what interfering did Soraya do to incur his wrath? She didnt hurt him or even go to the police but Farish accuses her of interfering and tries to get a goon to rape (i presume this by the lecherous look of the guy in the car) when DD saves her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I reckon he’s probably just annoyed with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What connection does Soraya undergoing the susuk ritual have to do with her mother dying simultaneously?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They did explain in the movie that Susuk requires sacrifices; family most of the time. I think DD mentioned it sometime in the early parts of the movie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lee has blond hair but just before he gets murdered, his hair is black. Aiyoh.. even conti is not taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Again the play with whole screenplay (or whatever that is it is called), he was blond back when Soraya was still played by Diana. The black hair actually indicates the different times. I was perplexed by this in the beginning actually – but it all falls into pieces in the end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The bomoh susuk serves his magic potion in pretty pewter jugs and cups. Everything else is run down in his house but he sure serves his drinks in style. There are Tibetan Death masks in the bomoh and DD's house. These two studied in Tibet ke?And why all the cameos of Yasmin Ahmad, Ramona, Susan Lankakester etc? They dont add anything to the story.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No idea about these things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And many many more annoying things that I am just too tired to type out here.Out of all the players, only one actress showed any kind of talent and naturalness. This was the girl who plays Mastura, Soraya's ebullient housemate but even she reverts to Drama Minggu Ini histrionics in the very last scene as Ida explains to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The ending.. though not very exciting... I can still live with it as it tries to give an unexpected twist. But the fact that everythng has to be told with a series of flashback indicated the movie needing to explain hard to make people understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And.. Mona and Affendy in the same dialogue? Surely, this could have been left to the movie Dukun whihc we are still waiting for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Maaflah. I am just troubled by this movie, especially coming from an astute writer like Amir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks for the comment though. It'd be great if Amir actually posted a reply to answer some of the unanswered or validate my own statements regarding the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-8472112142456421407?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/8472112142456421407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=8472112142456421407' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8472112142456421407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8472112142456421407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/susuk-reply.html' title='Susuk - a reply'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-8238664047621744364</id><published>2008-08-23T16:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T16:13:31.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcements'/><title type='text'>Harry Potter postponed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SK_GcmCrl_I/AAAAAAAAAzg/Imvqf3KOkN4/s1600-h/6a00e54fb7301c883400e55402ac038834-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237623086205605874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SK_GcmCrl_I/AAAAAAAAAzg/Imvqf3KOkN4/s400/6a00e54fb7301c883400e55402ac038834-800wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a last-minute move, Warner Bros. has just announced that the studio is pulling Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince from its fall lineup and rescheduled it for July 17, 2009. Some outside the studio are already pointing out that moving Half-Blood will also stop next year’s profits from looking seriously underwhelming after the phenomenal success of The Dark Knight. “They don’t need the money this year anymore,” says a rival studio exec. “When a movie overperforms the way Dark Knight has, you really don’t need Harry Potter in the fall.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now isn't that just annoying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I KNOW that the HP movies are always least than expected; i.e. it's NEVER better than the novels - but I still love watching it nonetheless.  It's the only movie that I actually bother waiting EVERY YEAR since the first of its series was played on the silver screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - nyeh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-8238664047621744364?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/8238664047621744364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=8238664047621744364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8238664047621744364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8238664047621744364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/harry-potter-postponed.html' title='Harry Potter postponed'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SK_GcmCrl_I/AAAAAAAAAzg/Imvqf3KOkN4/s72-c/6a00e54fb7301c883400e55402ac038834-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-3902722424229358315</id><published>2008-08-23T15:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T15:20:29.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>I've always loved Christina</title><content type='html'>Some celebs when they're young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LYebpmHESOA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LYebpmHESOA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bPwJEwSKi_w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bPwJEwSKi_w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - Dont make me say anything nasty about the young Jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-3902722424229358315?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/3902722424229358315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=3902722424229358315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3902722424229358315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3902722424229358315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/ive-always-love-christina.html' title='I&apos;ve always loved Christina'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-2827764064602514055</id><published>2008-08-22T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T09:41:30.525+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: Mirrors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SK61A_hJV4I/AAAAAAAAAzY/MZn9wDfuJ_A/s1600-h/MIR-01666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237322445333550978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SK61A_hJV4I/AAAAAAAAAzY/MZn9wDfuJ_A/s400/MIR-01666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally managed to catch this movie after several attempts at it have been blocked by numerous obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason why I wanted to watch this movie was because of its amazing looking trailer and to feed my hunger of watching yet another horror movie. Nevertheless, I never put a lot of expectations towards this movie – as we have several cases where trailers overrate a movie to such an extent in making it LOOK interesting but it turns out as utter crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It surprised me however to find out that this movie is not one of those – it turned out great. I don’t know about your taste in horror movies – but I feel that this movie has an authentic storyline and isn’t cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is not so horrifying – by that I mean not in the same level as Shutter – by that I mean the Thai version of Shutter, not the crap English version of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only criticism would probably only be that the heroine who plays Kiefer Sunderland’s wife, Amy’s cleavage is very distracting. There is a particular part of the movie where the actual emotion should be very strong, but I can barely feel it because I was focusing on her cleavage too much. Her boobs were screaming for attention, that outfit she wore in that scene is definitely a wrong choice – unless of course that was the intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless… This is a good movie, with nice clever twists to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: Go and watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid – Still vain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-2827764064602514055?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/2827764064602514055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=2827764064602514055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2827764064602514055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2827764064602514055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/movie-review-mirrors.html' title='Movie Review: Mirrors'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SK61A_hJV4I/AAAAAAAAAzY/MZn9wDfuJ_A/s72-c/MIR-01666.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-3601254725111215982</id><published>2008-08-22T20:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T14:52:06.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ads'/><title type='text'>Shmarty Panties</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SK6uL23K67I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/xl7NaLvqVF8/s1600-h/jsimpbeerad-thumb-404x619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237314935407176626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SK6uL23K67I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/xl7NaLvqVF8/s400/jsimpbeerad-thumb-404x619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be Smart Drink Smart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;or so becomes the theme for this particular ad. I seriously question WHY did they choose Jessica Simpson to represent the "Smart" community. This woman doesn't even know the difference between tuna and a friggin' chicken, let alone between water and beer maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe.. just maybe after drinking such "smart" drink, this not-so-smart woman becomes "smart" - oh wow - &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; believable. Especially with the &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; intelligent looking face that she tries oh so hard to portray. Oh wow - it's so smart! It's beyond smart - it's Jessica!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Al Rashid - Can you feeeeeel the sarcasm? mwahahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-3601254725111215982?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/3601254725111215982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=3601254725111215982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3601254725111215982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3601254725111215982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/shmarty-panties.html' title='Shmarty Panties'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SK6uL23K67I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/xl7NaLvqVF8/s72-c/jsimpbeerad-thumb-404x619.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-7716997585802018825</id><published>2008-08-22T14:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:08:12.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting'/><title type='text'>Krispe Kreme Gone Green</title><content type='html'>Krispe Kreme; my number one doughnut maker has introduced grass sandals. oh, wtf? grass sandals? Can't be literal no? O yeah it is baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Krispy Kreme questioned over 1,000 UK workers and found that over half (53%) of urbanites believe their stress levels are affected by a lack of contact with Mother Nature. In response to the problem Krispy Kreme has created the world's first grass flip-flops to bring summer magic to the city - giving stressed out workers a (literal) spring in their step by creating an instant grassy park underneath their feet regardless of their urban location"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each sandal has about 5 thousand blades of grass - REAL grass, and if properly cared for (by that I mean watered and trimmed), they can last for up to 4 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237235230131304546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SK5lsZkjOGI/AAAAAAAAAzI/sXs7Iix16eU/s400/grass+sandals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing looks and sounds so friggin' ridiculous and yet I ain't hating it. hahah. Think it's growing on to me (pun intended).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.responsesource.com/releases/rel_display.php?relid=LAmTz"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - Green Tea doughnuts..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-7716997585802018825?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/7716997585802018825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=7716997585802018825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7716997585802018825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7716997585802018825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/krispe-kreme-gone-green.html' title='Krispe Kreme Gone Green'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SK5lsZkjOGI/AAAAAAAAAzI/sXs7Iix16eU/s72-c/grass+sandals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-1317482842963355061</id><published>2008-08-21T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T18:58:25.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Right Here Right Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is with my girl friends’ fascination of pouring me with all their love hassles and matters of the heart? It’s like I am their “love guru” or relationship therapist or something – which is seriously ironic considering the amount of my own “successful relationships” is like zero. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe it’s my ability to actually listen to them and considering that I’m a guy as oppose to a girl makes them feel better. As in maybe they feel that their girls might be bias towards their own species and thus completely blame the other for any misconduct, and talking to a guy about another guy makes them feel like their pouring their hearts out to the same person? I haven’t the clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, yet another girl friend decided to talk to me about relationships just the other day, and I feel that it was a good conversation and thus worth the post.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is he or she Mr/Mrs Right or is he or she Mr/Mrs Right Now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually got that brilliant statement from Love Guru and I felt that it’s simply spot on. Quite a number of people got to thinking; am I dating the right person? Do I have a future with him/her? Am I still going to happily love her/him in 40 years time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions after questions play in your head whilst supposedly happily dating one person. And so I ask you why are you questioning? To me, Mr/Mrs Right Now may well be your Mr/Mrs Right. The thing is, a lot of you tend to wander in thoughts, worrying about the future too much and let it affects the present. Don’t you think that the present is important? Is it not important for you to be happy in the present? If you’re happy with the guy or girl you love (or maybe not up to the stage of “love” yet), why do you want to ruin that by thinking “what’s going to happen, say, next year?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The search for Mr/Mrs Right is overrated; and concocted from the very ink of Hans Christian Anderson. Yes, fairy tales – that’s how it started – the search for “the perfect one” – “true love first kiss” all have a major influence in many movies to date and thus moulded our minds into thinking that is how it is supposed to be. It’s very strong this influence – it really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what am I saying? I’m saying that Mr/Mrs Right MAY just be a pigment of your fantasy, a fantasy created by the media industry which pollutes many minds with great love stories. This led you to think that your CURRENT love story may NOT be &lt;em&gt;THE&lt;/em&gt; love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this made you to believe that Mr/Mrs Right Now is simply just for “right now” – when for all you know that he or she really is your “Mr/Mrs Right”. You get me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short to spend most of its time being depressed – stop delving too much into what will happen – in the words of Nicole Kidman and Ewan McGregor “Come what may”. If the person is wrong for you, then it would just be apparent, but if you’re happy with the person that you are with now, why should you worry about what will happen? What will happen – WILL happen; if it doesn’t turn out as how you wanted it to, then at least you’ll learn something new. Hurt is another case altogether, but at least it’ll broaden your horizon. Easier said than done, but hey, whoever says life is easy to begin with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Al Rashid – God works in mysterious ways.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-1317482842963355061?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/1317482842963355061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=1317482842963355061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/1317482842963355061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/1317482842963355061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/right-here-right-now.html' title='Right Here Right Now'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-6970459841353484372</id><published>2008-08-20T10:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T12:03:04.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>A weird fetish</title><content type='html'>Some 41 year old idiotic perve by the name of Xing was found in Lantian, Hong Kong when his sexual organ (i.e penis) got stuck in a steel park bench!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236425726352489634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SKuFdE_0_KI/AAAAAAAAAyo/FERPdeb5SD8/s400/penis-ouchie-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was allegedly alcohol-induced when he decided to hump the bench - I reckon he probably was just satisfying a really weird fetish. [updated: apparently he was "celebrating" the Olympics - dumb moron]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When police arrived, Xing was moaning in pain and stuck face down to the&lt;br /&gt;bench. They tried several penis-liberating options (including taking blood)&lt;br /&gt;before sawing the entire bench off and taking it to the hospital. 4 hours later&lt;br /&gt;Xing had his penis back, sans giant metal bench attachment. Good thing too,&lt;br /&gt;because doctors said one hour longer and they would have chopped his member off&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geekologie.com/2008/08/man_humps_steel_bench_almost_l.php"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236425731363880450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SKuFdXqovgI/AAAAAAAAAyw/5PuPqFK432U/s400/penis-ouchie-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: dont be an idiot.fullstop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5sU_9AdQL8E&amp;amp;color1=11645361&amp;amp;color2=13619151&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5sU_9AdQL8E&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - *whips&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-6970459841353484372?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/6970459841353484372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=6970459841353484372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6970459841353484372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6970459841353484372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/weird-fetish.html' title='A weird fetish'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SKuFdE_0_KI/AAAAAAAAAyo/FERPdeb5SD8/s72-c/penis-ouchie-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-755666430219102557</id><published>2008-08-19T18:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T18:36:26.004+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><title type='text'>Taggety-tag-tag</title><content type='html'>Tagged by &lt;a href="http://orangetulip73.blogspot.com/"&gt;Orange Tulip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;State 15 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself. The people I tagged are then to follow my footsteps and write their own 15 weird things/habits and little known facts. No tagging me back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***********************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I like to play with my navel ring - and I do that uncounsciously when I'm out in public - which makes it look like I'm "playing with myself" in public - yes eww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have anxiety disorder.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have acrophobia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I talk to myself as I pack stuff - my way of check-listing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm NOT a radio DJ - so stop thinking that I'm one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I could bend my right pointing finger flat to its back&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I like to fold my upper lip inside and reveal my front buck teeth - yes, it makes me look ugly as fu*k, but it's a habit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think I might have ADHD - which I inherited to Hakim.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I hate staying stationary - it drives me nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I only let Aerick do my hair - otherwise my anxiety attack kicks in until if I see if the end product is good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I annoy my sisters (or anyone for that matters) on a daily basis - otherwise my day wouldn't feel complete.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People might misinterpret me as having no sense of humor whatsoever - thing is my sense of humor is actually very high - I'm not easily amused. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When I meet people - I analyse them from top to bottom - seriously&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can be a bit*h on command.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I can't stand the smell of boiled eggs - it makes me puke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;there, happy? huhu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who am I tagging? hmm.. &lt;a href="http://my7thlife.net/"&gt;Tina&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://world-of-pablo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pablo&lt;/a&gt; there you go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Muaz Rashid - *yawn*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-755666430219102557?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/755666430219102557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=755666430219102557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/755666430219102557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/755666430219102557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/taggety-tag-tag.html' title='Taggety-tag-tag'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-1327515688663806664</id><published>2008-08-19T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T18:12:48.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>NAT</title><content type='html'>Wohooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My News at 10 debut is TOMORROW NIGHT at 10pm (d'oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nervous slash excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and don't be surprised to hear a different surname - I have to use my dad's name as my surname for news as oppose to our family's surname.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ima gonna be on News at 10 Baby!! wohoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - Goodluck to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-1327515688663806664?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/1327515688663806664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=1327515688663806664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/1327515688663806664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/1327515688663806664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/nat.html' title='NAT'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-8242577571869858176</id><published>2008-08-16T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T21:31:29.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Wrong Wrong Wrong Promotion</title><content type='html'>Blake Lively seemed to forget that she was promoting that movie, whose poster is sitting RIGHT behind her, and started to ramble about Gossip Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o-jFflj-DGE&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o-jFflj-DGE&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The expression on America Ferrera's face is ultimately PRICELESS. I love you BETTY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(she's still losing weight to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - strangle her already!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-8242577571869858176?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/8242577571869858176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=8242577571869858176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8242577571869858176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8242577571869858176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/wrong-wrong-wrong-promotion.html' title='Wrong Wrong Wrong Promotion'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-1915718357855803039</id><published>2008-08-16T17:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T18:04:42.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>P.S I love you too</title><content type='html'>“I love you”&lt;br /&gt;“I love you too”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I love you”&lt;br /&gt;*smiling and dreamy eyed* “I love you too”&lt;br /&gt;*peck*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I love you”&lt;br /&gt;*gaze into partner’s eyes, smile. Kiss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I love you”&lt;br /&gt;“okay” *kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I love you”&lt;br /&gt;“……” *pretends not hearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many possible responses to the statement “I love you”, with the typical reply being “I love you too”. I had this conversation with a friend the other night, is it necessary then to reply to the statement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it rude to not reply? There is a difference between a reply and a response – well to me at least. A reply is something verbal, whilst a response could be both verbal and/or nonverbal, such as the ones above when your partner decided to “answer” by gazing into your eyes. Eyes don’t lie remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which do you prefer? A reply or a response? Or both maybe? This friend of mine was talking about how he prefers one to show him the love as oppose to telling him. Actions instead of words leave a greater impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t even have to be huge events, but small little things that you do that shows that you love someone; as that looks more sincere and more direct from the heart, especially when you do it on your own accord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there are others though who prefer to secure themselves with words of agreement. It’s like a contract “I love you – I love you too”, “do you love me? – yes, I love you” – sign here, let’s change our facebook/Friendster status to “in a relationship” now shall we? (apakan?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel replying to such statement is unnecessary, but it’s just ethical. It’s like a friend saying hello to you, of course you’d reply back – unless you’re a condescending twat who doesn’t give a rat’s ass in anything that regards socialising with peers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how do you know if a person really means what he or she replies or if he or she is simply being ethical? Which means that the person is unsure of his or her feelings but felt the need to reply to save the other person’s face. This is when “responses”, as per mentioned above, then kicks in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should answer the question, shouldn’t it? I dunno, I’m just saying. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235053979388617234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SKal25V0IhI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/pqxDGPvtre0/s400/in_love__by_poop_art.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picture courtessy of &lt;a href="http://poopart.deviantart.com/"&gt;PooPart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid – Words are stronger when it is coupled with the right actions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-1915718357855803039?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/1915718357855803039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=1915718357855803039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/1915718357855803039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/1915718357855803039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/ps-i-love-you-too.html' title='P.S I love you too'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SKal25V0IhI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/pqxDGPvtre0/s72-c/in_love__by_poop_art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-2915806073321990298</id><published>2008-08-15T08:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T18:08:55.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>A style to ponder</title><content type='html'>Over the past year, the babydoll fringe has increased in popularity by quite a number. This I think derived from the increase in the trend of Harajuku girls with the main concept of looking “kawaii”. Babydoll fringe are without a doubt, cute, HOWEVER there are points to ponder when exposing oneself to such style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the major points is this: Babydoll fringe makes your head and/or face look smaller. So if you already have a smaller face, please do avoid this style, otherwise it’d look as if your face or head is disproportionate to your whole body. That WON’T make you look cute – and you wouldn’t exactly need me to tell you that obvious fact. So, babydoll fringe would look great if you have a long slim face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235055021684706354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SKamzkMkTDI/AAAAAAAAAyg/p64vcUhlJLc/s400/keiras_new_fringe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slim because this type of fringe has the tendency to make a round face even rounder, it somewhat provides the illusion of a fuller face – which works pretty well with slim facial features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fuller rounder face I recommend a side swift fringe instead – now this works on everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that the babydoll fringe blocks your forehead (d’oh) and thus directs people’s attention straight to your nose. Trust me it does. So if you have quite a wonky looking nose it’d look even more apparent, and for some reason it makes a big nose appear to look even bigger. Thus this fringe somehow limits itself to those who actually have a straight and/or smaller nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main thing is this; even though a particular style is trendy or hot at the moment, it does NOT mean that it is well suited for everyone – discuss with your stylist and evaluate how the style looks on you. People do not share the same features. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235055021046179954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SKamzh0VKHI/AAAAAAAAAyY/er9I35eQuvs/s400/rachels_new_fringe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid – The world is full of beautiful people, many are just in the wrong style.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-2915806073321990298?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/2915806073321990298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=2915806073321990298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2915806073321990298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2915806073321990298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/style-to-ponder.html' title='A style to ponder'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SKamzkMkTDI/AAAAAAAAAyg/p64vcUhlJLc/s72-c/keiras_new_fringe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-6951807460033370365</id><published>2008-08-13T19:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T19:40:01.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: The Mummy: Tomb of the dragon emperor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SKLHlUYhX0I/AAAAAAAAAxg/6Q8mAuRU6SA/s1600-h/mummy3-tsrposter-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233965160898584386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SKLHlUYhX0I/AAAAAAAAAxg/6Q8mAuRU6SA/s400/mummy3-tsrposter-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brendan Frasier, Michelle Yeoh and Jet Li; three names that have positioned themselves among noted actors of the silver screen – even they could not heal the utter terribleness that is this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a fan of the first two instalment of The Mummy series; the second instalment being one of my favourite movies. It came as no surprise to me that the third instalment falls flat as one of the most ho-hum movies ever to have been released this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or it seems like the third instalment of a trilogy almost always ends up extremely bad? Remember X-men and Spiderman – and in most cases; the second instalment was always the best among the three. It’s like a curse. It’s as if they went all out for the second movie and are left with zero magical ideas for the third that they’re “obliged” to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the main questions regarding the third instalment of The Mummy trilogy is why on earth haven’t, Brendan Frasier and his wife aged since the last movie considering that their son has grown up so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what in the world happened to Rachael Weisz?? She was amazing in the first two series; it makes no sense to replace her with someone who seem to not be able bring her character to the level that Weisz did. (plus Weisz is so much hotter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emotive element of the movie was also very weak, and it felt as if the movie could be longer but they had to cut it short, thus the parts of the storyline seemed as if it had been fast forwarded; particularly the love scene. Ironically, I also felt that the movie dragged too long until it reached its climax, and then decided to end as soon as it could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie showed to me that regardless of the number of great actors you cast in whatever movie, if the storyline is bad – it’s downright bad. Reminds me of how Josh Hartnett couldn’t save 30 days of night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: Absolutely NOT worth the watch. So if you haven’t watched it, I tell you now – DON’T!&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid – and as a tomb it remains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-6951807460033370365?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/6951807460033370365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=6951807460033370365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6951807460033370365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6951807460033370365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/movie-review-mummy-tomb-of-dragon.html' title='Movie Review: The Mummy: Tomb of the dragon emperor.'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SKLHlUYhX0I/AAAAAAAAAxg/6Q8mAuRU6SA/s72-c/mummy3-tsrposter-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-7537818301663650308</id><published>2008-08-12T23:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:26:47.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>I am shtronggg...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SKGqr2U1MxI/AAAAAAAAAxM/DVecofUfJQI/s1600-h/soldiers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233651912275211026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SKGqr2U1MxI/AAAAAAAAAxM/DVecofUfJQI/s400/soldiers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do most men find it imperative or have this amazing urge to prove their masculinity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stereotypes that comes with “men” or “boys” as per discussed by my form fivers last time were; strong, smelly, sporty, not nice, etc. These stereotypes of, what I call the “traditional” men, are gradually disappearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? All comes down to one word “metrosexuality”. There was an article on this written by &lt;a href="http://tini-k.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tini K.&lt;/a&gt; some time ago for Borneo Bulletin. The trend of metrosexuality started quite a few years back, with particular influence at the time from the concept of “pretty Japanese boys”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Men flocked into salons, get more groomed up, and decided to wear something else that is not a footie jersey. Of course this does not apply to all men, but many in general. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trend does not just transcend into the realm of physical appearance, but of mindset and personal being in total; more and more men started to expose their sensitive side. To some, this is acceptable – it makes the robotic so-called strong men to appear “more human” by showing emotion as opposed to a heartless community of traditional “authority figures”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, to many, unfortunately even among men themselves, “metrosexuality” reaching into the spectrum of emotion is seen inappropriate and thus unacceptable. To many, it makes them appear weak and it degrades them off their “masculinity”. “Sissy” that’s the word they refer to men who projects sensitive emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very confused here, they say that only real man would be brave enough to wear pink, but oh no, if you start to be all nice and cry watching “A Walk To Remember”; you’re a sissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many regard that metrosexuality in the term of physical appearance is already overwhelming, and thus why quite a number of men have the urgent NEED to prove that they’re “strong men”, as to avoid the entailment of being called a softie, pixie, gay or whatever you wanna call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that proving yourself is not worth the time, if you’re a man then you’re a man. Why prove? It makes no sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I don’t get why us men have to go through all these so called taboos and confusion when it is relatively okay for girls to challenge men around and hold hands with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid – A confused society.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-7537818301663650308?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/7537818301663650308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=7537818301663650308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7537818301663650308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7537818301663650308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-shtronggg.html' title='I am shtronggg...'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SKGqr2U1MxI/AAAAAAAAAxM/DVecofUfJQI/s72-c/soldiers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-8352339111839784847</id><published>2008-08-10T20:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:09:45.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Apparently..</title><content type='html'>Apparently I'm now too skinny that I don't look healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom says I now remind her of Shaggy in Scooby Doo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, why are people never satisfied?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm either fat or skinny, and either way it's "never right".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ergh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232874930693847074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJ7oBkYNuCI/AAAAAAAAAxE/Ceoq0uOgxNk/s400/Underover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! A then and now picture, I don't really see much difference. &lt;em&gt;(mind the make up in the "then" picture, that was taken prior to my Fenomena shoot)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - love thyself. love thyself. LOVE THYSELF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-8352339111839784847?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/8352339111839784847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=8352339111839784847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8352339111839784847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8352339111839784847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/apparently.html' title='Apparently..'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJ7oBkYNuCI/AAAAAAAAAxE/Ceoq0uOgxNk/s72-c/Underover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-647112781137734524</id><published>2008-08-10T13:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T13:36:54.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>P.S</title><content type='html'>I love you till the end~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I just love this song and I am so in love with the movie)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-647112781137734524?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/647112781137734524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=647112781137734524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/647112781137734524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/647112781137734524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/ps.html' title='P.S'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-6676382727608538065</id><published>2008-08-09T14:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T14:56:26.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunei'/><title type='text'>This is embarassing</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEIJING - The IOC excluded Brunei from participating in the opening ceremony of the Beijing Games on Friday because its national Olympic committee failed to register the country’s two athletes by the required deadline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Brunei had until midday Friday to register its two athletes _ 15-year-old swimmer Maria Grace Koh and shot putter Mohammed Yazid Yatimi Yusof _ with the International Olympic Committee, but missed the deadline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Brunei’s ruler, Sultan Hassanal Bolkiah, was one of many dignitaries slated to attend the opening, alongside U.S. President George W. Bush and French President Nicolas Sarkozy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.......................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote unquote Ai Li; "I can't believe I saw 'janji melayu' in the Olympics"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - speechless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-6676382727608538065?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/6676382727608538065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=6676382727608538065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6676382727608538065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6676382727608538065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-embarassing.html' title='This is embarassing'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-4895159816038668655</id><published>2008-08-09T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T13:30:44.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: Susuk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJ07XhGC7uI/AAAAAAAAAw8/fSd6f-0tvJo/s1600-h/susuk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232403617281142498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJ07XhGC7uI/AAAAAAAAAw8/fSd6f-0tvJo/s400/susuk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, I would like to point out that I’m not normally fond of Malaysian movies; particularly because I find that I could not well connect myself with their accent. Thus the emotions in Malaysian movies barely reach me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless… due to my intense craving to watch a horror movie, I decided to watch the Susuk movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, as with the reason stated above, I could not relate to the emotion of the movie, and I felt that the acting in the initial period of the movie is weak; particularly on Diana Rafar’s part. Although her acting gradually starts to become a lot better in the end, it is still relatively weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite that, the movie to me is without a doubt of the best Malaysian movie that I have ever watched. The storyline is amazing; as with my other reviews; I’ve said that movies should be jumbled up and in the end it makes one clear picture; that is precisely how it is for Susuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does, though, require a quick mind to understand it, as I met a friend afterwards who could not comprehend the witty plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the horror part of the movie though, it’s not as horrifying as PSHM, but still a wonderful movie nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Verdict&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: must watch. Definite award nominee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;updated (10/08/08)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was right to say that this movie is a definite award nominee. Here's what's posted by Amir Muhammad (writer of Susuk) in &lt;a href="http://amirmu.blogspot.com/"&gt;his blog&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Susuk has received eight nominations for the upcoming Festival Filem Malaysia. The nominees are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Best Actor (Adlin Aman Ramlie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Best Cinematography (Daven Raghavan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Best Music Score (Hardesh Singh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Best Production Design (Kek Ting Lam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Best Sound Design (Add Audio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Most Promising Actress (Diana Rafar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Best Costume Design (Mohd Zaini Abdul Rahman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Best Poster (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://amirmu.blogspot.com/2008/07/upcoming-festival-filem-malaysia-has.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Unfortunately the film could not be nominated in 4 key categories: Story, Screenplay, Directing and Editing because the FFM rules state that the nominees have to be Malaysian citizens. My co-writer and co-director Naeim Ghalili is American, and our editor Zalee is Singaporean. Similarly, Sepi this year and Cinta last year could not be nominated for Best Director because Kabir Bhatia is Indian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-on another note I have NO idea why the poster says "Susuk 2006" - Think I got me a wrong poster there.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid -Beauty is more than just skin deep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-4895159816038668655?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/4895159816038668655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=4895159816038668655' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/4895159816038668655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/4895159816038668655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/movie-review-susuk.html' title='Movie Review: Susuk'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJ07XhGC7uI/AAAAAAAAAw8/fSd6f-0tvJo/s72-c/susuk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-8215061927745239829</id><published>2008-08-08T12:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T12:14:34.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonsense'/><title type='text'>Tie up that tie</title><content type='html'>Uh.. I just realise the utter seriousness that is my last 3 posts... so Here's to compensate it a bit, seriousness gives me a bit of a headache.. makes me feel.... old. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regardless...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I present to you the "how to tie a tie tie" or the &lt;a href="http://www.worldwidefred.com/howtie.htm"&gt;HowTie by Fred&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231994925735012098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJvHqicU5wI/AAAAAAAAAw0/vDtnJtr86-o/s400/how-to-tie-tie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know right.. sounds weird as F. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Created for the idiots who do not know how to tie their own damn tie and depend on their wives to do so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...ahh that feels so much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - no air~ no air no airrr~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-8215061927745239829?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/8215061927745239829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=8215061927745239829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8215061927745239829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8215061927745239829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/tie-up-that-tie.html' title='Tie up that tie'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJvHqicU5wI/AAAAAAAAAw0/vDtnJtr86-o/s72-c/how-to-tie-tie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-8175336631685764746</id><published>2008-08-08T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T11:55:36.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Special needs require special attention</title><content type='html'>This particular post is triggered from my one month observation of a public school last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schools now provide, as per shown in quite a number of newspaper articles for the past month, a pre-vocational class for special needs children. This includes not just students who are physically challenged, but also the mentally challenged and the very slow learners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a course in children with special learning needs last semester, and I learnt that it is imperative to put these special students among average students. Why? Because they will in the end need to interact with average “people” anyway, thus they need to accustom themselves to real situations. The course is extremely useful for those to-be-teachers, just in case you’re put in a situation where you’d be handling special needs students. However, the only drawback to the course is that we learned theories without practical exercises. Theories, as I’ve said once, might not be exactly practical in real situations without prior hands-on experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the school…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The setting up of pre-vocational classes in “average” institutions (mind the use of “average” as opposed to “normal) is without a doubt a good effort in placing special students in real situations. However, it lacks (at least in the school that I observed) trained teachers and proper equipments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was extremely depressing to see how these students were simply left on their own most of their time, living in their own little world. The teachers in the school agreed with me that some of these students shouldn’t be in the school as they do not have any teachers who are trained to lead these students. I refused to mention I took the special learning needs course, as I’ve said, without the practical learning experience; I am more or less incompetent in such area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what am I saying? I’m saying that there should be a proper training ground for teachers to-be to handle such situation. And schools should provide a proper class for these students and they should NEVER just be left alone like how they currently are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an extreme case, I feel that one student shouldn’t at all belong in an average institution as she is very disturbed and is clearly heavily mentally challenged. It is the job of the school to recognise this and have a nice talk with parents. Apparently the school did, and the parents refused to place her in a special institution and they REFUSE to believe that their daughter is in special needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is yet another story altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is normal that we all want healthy “normal” kids; it’s the desire of all families to have such wonderful children. However, we should never deny that God works in mysterious ways. If we decide to not accept the fact that our children isn’t average, and refuse the treatment that specialists said that they need, it is not us who are at the disadvantage - - it’s them. Think about your kids… Think about their future. Don’t be selfish. Denying their “illness” would bring them nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some families deny because they feel humiliated; why should you? Nobody’s humiliating you… so just shut it! Wake up and look at your kid!! She needs proper treatment you ***!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I’m starting to get all emotional. I shall stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Al Rashid – Sometimes the eyes only see what the eyes want to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-8175336631685764746?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/8175336631685764746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=8175336631685764746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8175336631685764746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8175336631685764746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/special-needs-require-special-attention.html' title='Special needs require special attention'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-3923066922716339141</id><published>2008-08-08T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T11:54:43.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunei'/><title type='text'>Brunei – developing or developed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warning: personal thoughts that MIGHT be perceived offensive. Thus I apologise in advance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That was the question my economic teacher asked me 6 years ago. I remember at the time we had just studied the aspects of developed and developing countries. After much silent pondering, we concluded that Brunei is neither. It is in between developed and developing; of which then I came to the statement “Brunei is developing towards a developed country”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was 6 years ago. To say that Brunei is now developed? Well, I don’t think so yet, I still say it is in the stage that I said it was in 6 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking about the country’s development with Orange Tulip (O.T) the other night; which is kinda funny as you all can judge that I don’t normally converse in such topics. It is without a doubt that the country is leaning towards the developed. However, what I feel slows this development is the lack of maintenance and advancements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won’t touch the big issues, let’s talk about the minor ones; as we all know… the minor ones can produce big and bold statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s take that digital advertisement (or some would say “that big TV”) that we have near SOAS college. Think we had that since 2001, if I’m not mistaken. 2001… and now it’s 2008, a good 7 years, and to where has that advanced to? Well… nothing, the last I remember it’s not even working, and when it did work, it is clear that it is in dire need of maintenance. I’m always amused with the digital advertisements as such that appears on buildings… windows… it’s so amazing, and I always ask why can’t we have that in Brunei?  And when that big TV was “introduced”, I went “yay” the time has come…. And apparently it hasn’t…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gadong could easily become such towns with all that high technology, but sigh… o well at least we have them orange TVs. 7 years and the big TVs advanced to smaller orange versions, when everywhere else in 7 years.. the big gets bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else do I personally feel slows our development? Well.. sorry to say it’s the mindset that believes that development means the loss of our culture and traditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is true that with developments comes consequences, but we should not dwell in the consequences, we should not delve into the negative. This is a typical mindset of people in general; not just Bruneians… but people in general, even me to a certain extent. When something is put forth, a lot tries to list as many cons as possible and neglects the pros. Pessimism – that’s what it is. The cons however blur one away from the pros, thus the immediate judgement “oh this is wrong!” You’re wrong to say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, pros and cons should be a discussion… but what we should also always discuss is to HOW to overcome the cons – tackle them… fight the negatives. A war doesn’t need to be all bloody. This is our fight – developing our country whilst fighting for the consequences that might arise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on Brunei, we can do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may speak English, have coloured hair and dress in a particular fashion – but I know my roots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid – Not all youths forget their roots completely you know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-3923066922716339141?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/3923066922716339141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=3923066922716339141' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3923066922716339141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3923066922716339141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/brunei-developing-or-developed.html' title='Brunei – developing or developed?'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-1063377857662292360</id><published>2008-08-06T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T20:33:56.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunei'/><title type='text'>Anti Tobacco Society</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warning: Content might be a bit controversial and sensitive to some people, but I come with good intentions. So I apologise in advance if any is offended with the content below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 1st, 2008 had seen the implementation of the tobacco order which claims that Brunei is now relatively an anti-tobacco society and that smoking is strictly prohibited in public domains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owing to the fatal consequences of tobacco towards the smokers and the non-smokers, I, more or less, support this order, despite the fact that I am, as I shall no longer deny, an occasional smoker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as with others, I do question on how long this “order” will last, as we have observed how the “anti open burning” act has now become a mere stint in a forgettable history. Don’t blame me for being sceptical, I have my reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was driving yesterday back from the gym. I passed by a mini police station or should I say a “police trailer”, and to my surprise, I saw an individual smoking right at the area – as in RIGHT at the police station. And this is where those who are supposed to fine us for smoking in public are currently at – and yet people are smoking right under their noses – literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A conversation with friends the other day revealed sightings of “law abiding citizens” smoking at a “building of law” in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ask “are you serious????”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I not be sceptical over this when those who are supposed to be enforcing the law are not even abiding it? Hypocrisy that’s what I call it. The tobacco order seeks for a better future and it is, without a doubt, for the better, same goes with the anti-open burning act, but these acts seem to be only taken seriously for a second and then forgotten completely. I say it is such a waste of time and effort and even money in promoting these if it is not to be taken seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t even get me started with the ever defunct “open burning hotline”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: If you want to get things done, get it done seriously, otherwise, it ends up a mere joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - Wake up and smell the polluted air..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-1063377857662292360?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/1063377857662292360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=1063377857662292360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/1063377857662292360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/1063377857662292360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/warning-content-might-be-bit.html' title='Anti Tobacco Society'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-366899478353362723</id><published>2008-08-01T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T20:22:45.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Once upon a storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through a storm I drove&lt;br /&gt;To an ultimate moment in time&lt;br /&gt;That I will never forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hearts meet as one&lt;br /&gt;To find out only if it could separate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it did&lt;br /&gt;And it did it bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a storm&lt;br /&gt;I brace myself with hope&lt;br /&gt;Only to find it shattered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it lingered..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;......Once upon a storm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yours truly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muaz Rashid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-366899478353362723?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/366899478353362723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=366899478353362723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/366899478353362723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/366899478353362723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/once-upon-storm.html' title='Once upon a storm'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-6603115794940420248</id><published>2008-08-01T12:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T12:30:37.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunei'/><title type='text'>Lemon Tea with Projectunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJKQzx3ZuzI/AAAAAAAAAwU/4ElvNoTkmqQ/s1600-h/IMG_7399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229401336564005682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJKQzx3ZuzI/AAAAAAAAAwU/4ElvNoTkmqQ/s400/IMG_7399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night witnessed an amazing event full of charisma, down to earth attitude, and of course pure talent. All these words bring down to one group; &lt;a href="http://projectunes.com/"&gt;Projectunes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Projectunes artists had a dinner session with fans who have won their quiz over the week (if I’m not mistaken) at particular restaurant in Lambak. The once alienated and boycotted restaurant was filled with colours as these characters of young and inspiringly talented individuals affably treated their fans to a memorable dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was invited to the event by Ding, and what a smashing night it was when old friends reunite after such a long time. The Projectunes artist; mainly Adi Rani, Diana Latip, Azeem, NJ and Feez are my former co-stars in Asli, I haven’t hung out with them since the Asli times, which was about two years ago, which was approximately the time when Projectunes was born (correct me if I’m wrong). It was so exhilarating to see how they’ve blossomed from a mini meeting around a small table in a particular restaurant in Gadong (heheh), to where they are now. I’m so proud of you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229401342443852210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJKQ0HxREbI/AAAAAAAAAwc/rd2tUs1bk4c/s400/DSC01004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also present was Reeda, Brunei’s current number one photoblogger, whose pictures I will be grabbing. Nyeheheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All and all, it was such a great night; the guys were such a jocund company – as they’ve always been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229401336216632722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJKQzwklPZI/AAAAAAAAAwM/p_6fCS3lfTw/s400/IMG_7376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing talent coupled with down to earth personalities; a rare ingredient to find in many artists nowadays – even in Brunei. Seriously, I’m not even trying to kiss ass, you guys ROCK! I HEART YOU!! *runs amuck like a mad stalking fan* lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229401723425855874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJKRKTCdGYI/AAAAAAAAAwk/FEhAYbaI55M/s400/workshop6%252B010+copy+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re reading this guys, we need an Asli reunion man… seriously… gather up everyone and let’s reminisce those moments and have a good time… :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid – Pitch, pace and pause… Articulate!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-6603115794940420248?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/6603115794940420248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=6603115794940420248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6603115794940420248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6603115794940420248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/08/lemon-tea-with-projectunes.html' title='Lemon Tea with Projectunes'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJKQzx3ZuzI/AAAAAAAAAwU/4ElvNoTkmqQ/s72-c/IMG_7399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-8365134356156784808</id><published>2008-07-31T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T17:34:16.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Information'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fitness Zone'/><title type='text'>Scuba-dubaa-dee-dooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJGG8p2aI_I/AAAAAAAAAwE/cqEGHtOLMJg/s1600-h/Scuba+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229109018938188786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJGG8p2aI_I/AAAAAAAAAwE/cqEGHtOLMJg/s400/Scuba+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Free Scuba diving trials by the Scuba Tech International sdn, organised by Fitness Zone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Place: Fitness Zone kiulap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Time: 6pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Date: Tuesday, August 5th, 2008&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Call: 223 - 3338/2338 for enquiries..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-8365134356156784808?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/8365134356156784808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=8365134356156784808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8365134356156784808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8365134356156784808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/scuba-dubaa-dee-dooo.html' title='Scuba-dubaa-dee-dooo'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJGG8p2aI_I/AAAAAAAAAwE/cqEGHtOLMJg/s72-c/Scuba+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-8888141322064749183</id><published>2008-07-31T16:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T17:29:47.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Information'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arts'/><title type='text'>Trees painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJF-3_SIpBI/AAAAAAAAAv8/2Vc-nLofkmo/s1600-h/tree-art-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229100142699258898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJF-3_SIpBI/AAAAAAAAAv8/2Vc-nLofkmo/s400/tree-art-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heh. Don't you just love the ambiguity of that title? I love it.. 'course I love it, I wrote it... (wth?). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tim Knowles, a British artist, tied markers and brushes to tree limbs so that the "botanical beings" could "create art".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In collaboration with the wind and local weather conditions, calligraphic gestures and automatic drawing readings are recorded on paper. The amazing thing about Knowles' Tree Drawings is the unmistakable signatures that each drawing reveals as an indication of the unique characteristics and even genus/species of a specific tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.geekologie.com/2008/07/post_41.php"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229100137483948738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJF-3r2tUsI/AAAAAAAAAvs/rz4jDzswjcQ/s400/tree-art-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is really odd... but heck.. art is something you can get away with anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229100139672696434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJF-30Ai9nI/AAAAAAAAAv0/TLpX0TNCaBI/s400/tree-art-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - You think you own whatever land you land on~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-8888141322064749183?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/8888141322064749183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=8888141322064749183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8888141322064749183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8888141322064749183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/trees-painting.html' title='Trees painting'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJF-3_SIpBI/AAAAAAAAAv8/2Vc-nLofkmo/s72-c/tree-art-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-7578139695798058509</id><published>2008-07-30T14:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T14:59:20.507+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>This is so wrong</title><content type='html'>Can somebody PLEASE tell me WHY BETTY IS LOSING WEIGHT??? I've been watching the new episodes of UB and it is so apparent that America Ferrera is leaning towards the skinny (NOT yet, but going to).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just look at her:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228697693847387506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJAQ2YetfXI/AAAAAAAAAvk/f9j_m96dhL8/s400/82096332-thumb-420x586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is wrong! The show is about a change. A change in the mindset of all humanity to make sure that anorexic skinniness is an abomination and a ridicule to human nature. Curves are beautiful and that beauty is more than skin deep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Betty herself is losing weight albeit all the layers of ridiculous clothes they slap on her, it is apparent that she is getting THIN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a different and yet slightly shallow note, that dress gives me an ultimate headache... I know I myself is a contradition, I confuse myself sometimes.. *dizzy*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - Regardless... Happy Isra' Me'raj&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-7578139695798058509?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/7578139695798058509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=7578139695798058509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7578139695798058509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7578139695798058509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-so-wrong.html' title='This is so wrong'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJAQ2YetfXI/AAAAAAAAAvk/f9j_m96dhL8/s72-c/82096332-thumb-420x586.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-4634024913370367210</id><published>2008-07-29T14:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T15:07:23.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcements'/><title type='text'>Al Fatihah</title><content type='html'>Al Fatihah for the late Hj Aiman (MDPMAMB intake 2004/2005) who passed away yesterday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sincere condolences goes to his family and girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - Innalillah Wainnallilahirajiun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-4634024913370367210?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/4634024913370367210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=4634024913370367210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/4634024913370367210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/4634024913370367210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/al-fatihah.html' title='Al Fatihah'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-6565833171283893161</id><published>2008-07-29T14:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T20:58:54.307+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>Joke turned serious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJmf3HH0tPI/AAAAAAAAAws/54ljO2BB1fg/s1600-h/joker-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231388211321025778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJmf3HH0tPI/AAAAAAAAAws/54ljO2BB1fg/s400/joker-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Police in Michigan have arrested a man they say tried to steal posters and other items related to the new Batman movie from a cinema lobby &lt;strong&gt;while dressed up as the Joker&lt;/strong&gt;. 20-year-old Spencer Taylor is to be charged, today, with larceny and malicious destruction of property. police officers who were dispatched early yesterday to the Three Rivers 6 theatre arrived to find employees restraining a man wearing a purple suit, a green wig and face paint in the style of Batman's nemesis in "The Dark Knight."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.brisbanetimes.com.au/news/entertainment/police-arrest-joker-in-us-cinema/2008/07/29/1217097192824.html"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was among the main news in my script today. This guy to me needs a serious bang in the head, WHAT in the effing world was he kidding trying to attempt such skit! It's absolute nincompoop-ness I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are boundaries to jokes, and this kid really do not know his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a twat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - and you ask why we're serious..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-6565833171283893161?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/6565833171283893161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=6565833171283893161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6565833171283893161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6565833171283893161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/joke-turned-serious.html' title='Joke turned serious'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SJmf3HH0tPI/AAAAAAAAAws/54ljO2BB1fg/s72-c/joker-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-3481525429283478764</id><published>2008-07-26T08:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T08:49:18.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>More cool gadgets..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SIpz4NJ3NnI/AAAAAAAAAvc/gQKOs97LWtQ/s1600-h/fingernail-watches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227117726957778546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SIpz4NJ3NnI/AAAAAAAAAvc/gQKOs97LWtQ/s400/fingernail-watches.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Timex2154 is a watch that fastens to your fingernail. It looks cool as hell... although I question its practicality, but who knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are supposed push the end to scroll through the different modes of the watch and change your color options. This thing looks cool enough for me.. and I want it! I want it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't I sound rather materialistic in the last few posts? *needs to think of non-materialistic things to commemorate birthday with*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah yes... world peace. *wink* and oh.. 'tis just in.. I want to celebrate with my good friends... I don't mind if there's a particular unavoidable circumstance that obstructs you guys from celebrating... but if there's a particular way to get through it, and you don't want to because you're "&lt;em&gt;malu&lt;/em&gt;" - that really upsets me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - just smile and wave boys.. smile and wave...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-3481525429283478764?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/3481525429283478764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=3481525429283478764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3481525429283478764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3481525429283478764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-cool-gadgets.html' title='More cool gadgets..'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SIpz4NJ3NnI/AAAAAAAAAvc/gQKOs97LWtQ/s72-c/fingernail-watches.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-8321508318464007</id><published>2008-07-26T08:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T08:38:30.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Taka-jut</title><content type='html'>What's Taka-jut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taka-Jut is a type of sushi &lt;em&gt;yang telah ditekejutkan&lt;/em&gt; and thus cursed to turn as such:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227115307792150130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SIpxrZD1LnI/AAAAAAAAAvU/1xK4f97qKdQ/s400/sushi-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA yes, I'm lame-ly bluffing, if you have yet to realise, them sushi above are made out of Lego bits.. dududu.. I'm supposed to teach in like a minute, but my class is cancelled 'cause the form fives are all obligated to listen to some motivational talk... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, damn picture, now I want sushi... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regardless (I think I say this particular word a bit TOO often, don't you think?), guess who's gonna be on News at 10 next month? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - And a very warm welcome to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-8321508318464007?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/8321508318464007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=8321508318464007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8321508318464007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/8321508318464007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/taka-jut.html' title='Taka-jut'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SIpxrZD1LnI/AAAAAAAAAvU/1xK4f97qKdQ/s72-c/sushi-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-3872293580610332935</id><published>2008-07-26T08:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T08:50:00.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Arrr gerroff me Island!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SIpr7zuyCZI/AAAAAAAAAvM/J5TKj5u99MY/s1600-h/johnny_depp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227108992759761298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SIpr7zuyCZI/AAAAAAAAAvM/J5TKj5u99MY/s400/johnny_depp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough of the pirate impression, Depp didn't even do it in PoTC series. ANYWAY, this favourite actor of mine just bought an island. Yeap, an ISLAND baby.. and what does he decide to name it? FuckOff Island!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BWAHAHAH LMAO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go Johnny! He bought the Bahamas Island and equipped it with half a million worth of solar power equipment so he doesn't deal with anybody unless HE (and his family) wants too.. (&lt;a href="http://thedirtydisher.blogspot.com/2008/07/deppfuckoff-island.html"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.. what is there NOT to love about this dude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - Depp shores...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-3872293580610332935?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/3872293580610332935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=3872293580610332935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3872293580610332935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3872293580610332935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/arrr-gerroff-me-island.html' title='Arrr gerroff me Island!!'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SIpr7zuyCZI/AAAAAAAAAvM/J5TKj5u99MY/s72-c/johnny_depp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-6249513858084704376</id><published>2008-07-25T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T13:54:28.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: Batman, The Dark Knight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SImYXUaWXKI/AAAAAAAAAu8/OaXghEnSjIw/s1600-h/2110025535_8e488fd438_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226876368923810978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SImYXUaWXKI/AAAAAAAAAu8/OaXghEnSjIw/s400/2110025535_8e488fd438_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 24th ended with watching the aforementioned movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was without a doubt the best Batman movie ever to play on the silver screen to date – in fact I could also claim that it could be the best superhero movie that is to date. It combines all that I always look for in a movie; particularly unpredictable plots and outstanding acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned once that a movie should be like a jigsaw puzzle – it looks muddled up at first, but it falls down together to make one whole picture – and THAT is how this movie is. Kudos to the director!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s no way that I could talk about this movie without mentioning Heath Ledger. He was without a doubt the crème de la crème throughout the whole movie, blurring the spotlight of Christian Bale. His portrayal of the Joker was amazingly spectacular; with not the slightest hint of slapstick acting, and with the flawless blend of wit and malice. He lived and breathed the character so much that it was immensely and freakishly believable. I have to say that he ended his career with a loud bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m still rather sceptical about the heroine choice though, of all the great actresses to grace the red carpet, Maggie Gylanhall is not one of those who crossed my mind to play this particular role. But she did, and she did it well. Her acting was doubtlessly remarkable, but as a guy I have to say, her unconventional beauty doesn’t really seem to sparkle like how the character should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless… to conclude, this movie is, as I’ve mentioned, awe-inspiring. However, I find that it drags a bit too long; 2hrs and 30mins – not the length of time I would prefer to sit in a stagnant position in a rather enclosed and slightly uncomfortable area that is the cinema. I think it would be better to watch it at home – big screen preferably, where you can lie down and watch it comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226876370162185138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SImYXZBmc7I/AAAAAAAAAvE/cs6cfvGjQUk/s400/2008-the-dark-knight-batman-movie-poster-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: A MUST WATCH – d’oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid – He’s not just a hero, he’s a legend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-6249513858084704376?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/6249513858084704376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=6249513858084704376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6249513858084704376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6249513858084704376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/movie-review-batman-dark-knight.html' title='Movie Review: Batman, The Dark Knight'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SImYXUaWXKI/AAAAAAAAAu8/OaXghEnSjIw/s72-c/2110025535_8e488fd438_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-2275389297103670918</id><published>2008-07-25T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T17:03:17.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Aging with grace</title><content type='html'>So there…. Due to a certain somebody, I shall FINALLY accept the fact that I turned 23 yesterday. Like fine! Lemme be 23! Pleh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that I dreaded yesterday… turning 23 was not a biggest turning point of my life as I have yet to achieve what I wanted to achieve… nevertheless… I can say now that age is a mere number and it should not obstruct me from achieving my goals. I WILL climb Mount Kinabalu, and I WILL still backpack through Europe. It’s never too late to achieve one’s aims. And I should be grateful that this year has brought to me wonderful moments and joys, and I have achieved one of my ambitions; being a TV Presenter and a newscaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what I should also be grateful is the fact that I have amazing friends and families who have been there for me through my ups and downs, and on top of that I’ve met those wonderful individuals who’ve added colours to my life that even the rainbow could gander with envy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you ALL for the grand wishes, and thank you ALL for entering my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve to add this one bit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday morning started rather emotional, my mom came to give me a hug and kiss in the early morning and said “Happy birthday.. be a good boy and I love you”. Those simple words brought tears to my eyes, as to me that is the best present that a mother could ever give. The feeling that I had that morning was one feeling that I have not felt in such a long time, and it meant a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you mom – always, regardless of all my ranting, I love you no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely one of the best birthdays so far… I’m Muaz Al Rashid, and I’m 23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-2275389297103670918?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/2275389297103670918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=2275389297103670918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2275389297103670918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2275389297103670918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/aging-with-grace.html' title='Aging with grace'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-6380257041656171610</id><published>2008-07-23T12:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T12:09:04.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Stuff'/><title type='text'>Tomorrow~ Tomorrooooowww~~ I love you~ Tomorrowww~</title><content type='html'>We're only one day aaaaa-waaayyyyyy.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From turning a year older..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna turn a year older! please... please... I wanna stay..... 19~ *COUGH*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What am I gonna do tomorrow? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrate by spending half the day with ma kids in school teaching them adjectives....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pleh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, I do not know what to do to mark my 20th *COUGH*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;eheh. shu'up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regardless..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226056190224716786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SIauaoqTU_I/AAAAAAAAAu0/4rKYyEZH6Ec/s400/macbook-touch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Macbook Touch is rumoured to hit the market in October. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Think MacBook screen, possibly a bit smaller, in glass with iPhone-like, but fuller-featured Multi-Touch. Gesture library. Full Mac OS X. This is why they bought P.A. Semi. Possibly with Immersion's haptic tech. Slot-loading SuperDrive. Accelerometer. GPS. Pretty expensive to produce initially, but sold at "low" price that will reduce margins. Apple wants to move these babies. And move they will. This is some sick shit. App Store-compatible, able to run Mac apps, too. By October at the latest"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.macdailynews.com/index.php/weblog/comments/rumor_apples_secret_product_is_macbook_touch/"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure if this is real though... something about the quote above makes it sounds... unreliable..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it looks cool... So Ima add this to my wishlist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - iTired iWannaSleep iWannaGoHome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-6380257041656171610?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/6380257041656171610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=6380257041656171610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6380257041656171610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/6380257041656171610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/tomorrow-tomorrooooowww-i-love-you.html' title='Tomorrow~ Tomorrooooowww~~ I love you~ Tomorrowww~'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SIauaoqTU_I/AAAAAAAAAu0/4rKYyEZH6Ec/s72-c/macbook-touch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-2790325134165383724</id><published>2008-07-21T10:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T10:38:34.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>And they fall again...</title><content type='html'>(Rather belated... but still worth the post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember last year's Miss USA's famous trip in the Miss Universe 2007?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think they'd learn from that... it happened again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eLCbsH1SOxs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eLCbsH1SOxs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA TWO years in a row! Now THAT'S a record!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when this happens.. it shows their flaws and thus makes it a more beautiful watch.. don't you think? as opposed to "perfect figures" who float like air with grace and perfection...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ek2GB1MYzXg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ek2GB1MYzXg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - Keep it coming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-2790325134165383724?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/2790325134165383724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=2790325134165383724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2790325134165383724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/2790325134165383724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-they-fall-again.html' title='And they fall again...'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-3172631860510856963</id><published>2008-07-21T10:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T10:06:30.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Hayden Panettiere - Wake Up Call</title><content type='html'>Hayden's "wake up call" video is finally released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just have to say this; This song sucks big time, reminds me of the failure that is Paris Hilton's album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6owM7MJwcwQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6owM7MJwcwQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is with the lyrics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because your boyfriend isn't giving you the attention that you think you need, you decide to cheat on him by whore-ifying yourself around town. Oh WOW! like totally freak me out, that is SUCH an amazing message for a teen idol to deliver to her fans! Like definitely, there aren't any other ways to fix a relationship other than being a slut right? (can you feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeellll the sarcasm?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estupido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - Wake up Hayden~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-3172631860510856963?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/3172631860510856963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=3172631860510856963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3172631860510856963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3172631860510856963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/hayden-panettiere-wake-up-call.html' title='Hayden Panettiere - Wake Up Call'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-7119840745275802507</id><published>2008-07-21T09:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T09:44:23.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><title type='text'>Who's this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SIPpyhVVgoI/AAAAAAAAAus/voR2gaRqD9s/s1600-h/Katie+Holmes+weird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225277046830498434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SIPpyhVVgoI/AAAAAAAAAus/voR2gaRqD9s/s400/Katie+Holmes+weird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's Katie Holmes-Cruise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What in the world happened to her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-7119840745275802507?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/7119840745275802507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=7119840745275802507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7119840745275802507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/7119840745275802507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/whos-this.html' title='Who&apos;s this?'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SIPpyhVVgoI/AAAAAAAAAus/voR2gaRqD9s/s72-c/Katie+Holmes+weird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-3700316318748062902</id><published>2008-07-21T09:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:13:36.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Ranketty Rant</title><content type='html'>What is a "Lobby"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lobby is &lt;em&gt;a large entrance or reception room or area&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;or&lt;/strong&gt;, the &lt;em&gt;people who support some common cause or business or principle or sectional interest&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;OR&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;a group of people who try actively to influence legislation&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or if you're talking verb-wise; &lt;em&gt;Detain in conversation by or as if by holding on to the outer garments of; as for political or economic favours&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY am I talking about lobby all over the sudden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Warning: personal comments ahead, if offended it's not my fault as you've been warned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had a meeting with a group of people the other day, twas about the orientation. The registration will be held as normal, which is during the first day and it'd be in the hall's lobby (as per shown in the image that they showed to us).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person kindly mentioned that particular setting, and then she suddenly explained to us what a friggin' lobby is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"atu wah.. registration di lobby tu... di chancellor hall, kawasan kosong yang luas sebelum masuk exam hall atu... kami panggil atu 'lobby' tu"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loosely translated: "the registration would be held in the lobby.. you know the large empty space prior to entering the exam hall... we call that a lobby"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What The Friggin' Neraka??!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all undergrads there sitting listening to THAT. We're not idiots... my God!! like I do not know what a friggin' lobby is... my goodness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..............................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in school at the moment, and I was just handling the form 5 kids... Had fun... Think I'm starting to like teaching so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for all the markings... GAH! the marking!! argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get back to work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this one girl keeps WAVING at me - it's so friggin' weird.. she waves at me even though she's like there right in front of me. And she does it everytime she sees me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So friggin' scary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - Sir! Sir! Siiiiiiirrrrr!! WHAATTTT???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-3700316318748062902?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/3700316318748062902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=3700316318748062902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3700316318748062902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/3700316318748062902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/ranketty-rant.html' title='Ranketty Rant'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-4141670950820489290</id><published>2008-07-20T16:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T08:48:40.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>My eyes need checkin'</title><content type='html'>I think my damn eyes urgently need re-checkin'... Why? I ran a red light (it's the one going to to the side, so the one going straight ahead is green - so I got confused) at a junction in Bandar near Taman Jublee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I almost hit the bloody cars going the other direction on the other side! GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was so embarassing... thank God there weren't any policemen in sight.. eheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does this mean....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means that I need those ZARA GLASSES NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid - a not so subtle hint... eheh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-4141670950820489290?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/4141670950820489290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=4141670950820489290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/4141670950820489290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/4141670950820489290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-eyes-need-checkin.html' title='My eyes need checkin&apos;'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-552415443258309350</id><published>2008-07-18T13:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T13:40:05.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird'/><title type='text'>Get Wiggy With it..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;nananananana ooooo~ nanananananan oooooo~&lt;/em&gt; *doing the Will Smith gettin' Jiggy with it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What would jobless parents wanna do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! why not put a damn wig on yer babies!! like wow.. it's like a totally awesome idea...! (can you feel the sarcasm?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As cute as it may look, I still seriously find that this is an absolute waste of investment and immensely jobless...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224223458263160706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SIArjmEJ14I/AAAAAAAAAuk/_0WTf3F6Opo/s400/baby-wigs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babytoupee.com/index.php"&gt;Baby Toupees&lt;/a&gt; they call it, resembling celebrity hairstyles.. ahuh like as if I'd ever put a whore-like hairstyle on my baby girl. Lil Kim?? like seriously?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They apparently cost about US$22 a piece and are for children aged 0-9 months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some ARE cute (I'm kinda likin' "The Bob")... but still.... really? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - I want an emo hairstyle wig - get me that for my birthday. thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-552415443258309350?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/552415443258309350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=552415443258309350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/552415443258309350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/552415443258309350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/get-wiggy-with-it.html' title='Get Wiggy With it..'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SIArjmEJ14I/AAAAAAAAAuk/_0WTf3F6Opo/s72-c/baby-wigs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-1245820527824272243</id><published>2008-07-18T10:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T11:00:36.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>What TO wear?</title><content type='html'>Normally I'd be talking about what's NOT to wear, but in the case of ANTM's cha cha diva (she still looks like a drag queen version of Janice Dickinson to me), it's what TO wear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you ask? Oh I dunno... a shirt maybe? or SOMETHING else that would go with the heinousness that is her outfit. ANTM always have this particular week where the girls would learn how to dress themselves appropriately... or should I say "fieeeeeerrrrrcceeeee"-ly? Obviously that didn't go very well considering how the winner turn out to be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224183030175946130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SIAGyXtC1ZI/AAAAAAAAAuc/dyXWE7hU6Tc/s400/spl39375_023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never really expected this from her... I think maybe Bai Ling has taken over Jasleene's wardrobe.. or worst... is now her style icon. It's an EVENT Jasleene!! NOT a friggin' slumber party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We do not need another Bai Ling! Somebody needs to knock some sense into this girl. Tyra where ya at??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - eeekk! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-1245820527824272243?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/1245820527824272243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=1245820527824272243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/1245820527824272243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/1245820527824272243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-to-wear.html' title='What TO wear?'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SIAGyXtC1ZI/AAAAAAAAAuc/dyXWE7hU6Tc/s72-c/spl39375_023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-166737180393842903</id><published>2008-07-17T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:08:04.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Expectations</title><content type='html'>“&lt;em&gt;I expected better from you”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t things like that add pressure to you? Particularly maybe as a student? It does right and sometimes it’s just downright annoying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people have or even create expectations of a person to begin with? Well, it started off with there having a particular standard or mindset there is within a particular community. For instance, in the television world, it is ridiculously important that the television individuals to keep up with their image – and in particular with the Asian demand of beauty; fairness of the skin is apparently a wow factor, those with tan skin might feel competitively weakened by the lighter skinned and thus resort to cosmetic enhancement. While the fuller individuals are on the other hand, pressured directly to lose weight as fast as they can; which makes them resort to unhealthy eating disorders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what am I saying? Are expectations a disadvantage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really, not all… some optimistic individuals see expectations that are bestowed upon them as a challenge, an engine that keeps them running and maybe hopefully even exceed the set expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others might find it pressurising and thus affects their mental well-being as per in the example above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is what I really have to say;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the expectations discussed here are made by people who basically do not own the body of whom they made those certain expectations on. So question is; why bother? Do you REALLY need to listen to someone else? Don’t you think you should know what you can do better than those who do not own your body? Do really want to stress out just because someone think you can do better than what you have done, even though you believe you’ve done your best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW that some people actually DO know better, but that’s another different story altogether. This one here that I’m ranting about is the one where it is just plain annoying and pressurising and where the person who sets those particular expectations does not seem to appreciate your progress and current achievements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;………………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a related story, I am extremely extremely proud of those 5F students today. For the past two days, my school has been conducting mock oral exams for both Malay and English PMB and O-Level, with me being one of the oral examiners (wohooo). Sad to say, I was dreading the 5F because I’ve been to their class and seen how disruptive the boys are. To my surprise, quite a number of them did so much better than quite a number of the higher stream students. One particular boy was even extremely fluent; of all the students that I’ve had, I awarded him the most for his conversation part; I gave him a 9 out of 10; and that is amazing for someone from the very far end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely exceeded my expectation, I walked out of the exam room smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaz Rashid – it takes a crane to build a crane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-166737180393842903?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/166737180393842903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=166737180393842903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/166737180393842903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/166737180393842903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/expectations.html' title='Expectations'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753507951921851108.post-4484128396533616977</id><published>2008-07-17T12:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T12:46:23.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>Tempest Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SH7M00O8XqI/AAAAAAAAAuM/yEUpvHiECiw/s1600-h/Tempest+Storm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223837825542938274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SH7M00O8XqI/AAAAAAAAAuM/yEUpvHiECiw/s400/Tempest+Storm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempest Storm... that name may not ring any bells to you, maybe not to your father either.... but maybe to your grandad.. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is a stripper... mind the present tense.. She used to strip in the 1950's and she still does it NOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YUCK beyond belief!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and why am I telling you guys this... because it made me sick... thus I want to share this particular sickness.. bwahahah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;check out her hands;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223837829814039490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SH7M1EJQM8I/AAAAAAAAAuU/L8z8yBAivvg/s400/Tempest+Storm+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sends me shivers... gross, can you imagine how her entire body would look like as she strips slowly in front of you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muaz Rashid - nuff for now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753507951921851108-4484128396533616977?l=muazrashid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/feeds/4484128396533616977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753507951921851108&amp;postID=4484128396533616977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/4484128396533616977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753507951921851108/posts/default/4484128396533616977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muazrashid.blogspot.com/2008/07/tempest-storm.html' title='Tempest Storm'/><author><name>Muaz Al Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666371152120486191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SZamz3sN9tI/AAAAAAAABQU/sQKjO9fHOTk/S220/DSC00033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ty65eDibmT4/SH7M00O8XqI/AAAAAAAAAuM/yEUpvHiECiw/s72-c/Tempest+Storm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
