<?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-4337884790560648896</id><updated>2011-09-11T16:59:46.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incarnadinated</title><subtitle type='html'>The further you go, The more fleshed you are.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-3180542130110661263</id><published>2010-02-02T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T23:40:02.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Joy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;today's good.half good. now i know why i've been tormented by the 3D people.its really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;failed to get an acoustic today, but most certainly tomorrow.got a scrunchy for music purpose today too.heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm all protein conscious nowadays, trying my very best for mass gain and to rub away the skinny figure of mine.ate like an elephant, grow like a human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to elders talking about life has become one of my hobbies.as in real elders, people who are leavin' this life. and i'm just starting out my future. lemme translate what my contented granny said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you can pay your dues with any job in life, its whether you can 'pia'.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gram sold chai kueh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dont wake up one day, feeling old and grumpy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Dreamtheater's Octavarium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-3180542130110661263?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3180542130110661263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=3180542130110661263&amp;isPopup=true' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/3180542130110661263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/3180542130110661263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2010/02/more-joy.html' title='More Joy.'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-6278275639065487865</id><published>2010-01-22T14:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T15:11:07.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cards.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Two ladies forgot their credit cards at the counter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I went into the cinema to give it to one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I waited till the show finish at 2am to give it to the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"...oh...she must be lovely."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"..yeah she is."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;L.A. Guns' Ballad Of Jayne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-6278275639065487865?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6278275639065487865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=6278275639065487865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/6278275639065487865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/6278275639065487865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2010/01/cards.html' title='Cards.'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-8609079647143156437</id><published>2010-01-20T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T02:51:38.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spent Force</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;working certainly feels great.at times they are boring.there's a saying 'music is the only way where you'll have fun and get paid for it'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mmmhmm.it depends on the interest of the person really.No?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I help people for their happy times in the cinema.they thank me.there are people that I'll fight till the last to give them a good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gotta admit nothing feels better than make people smile and bring out the little gleams in their heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that mall by the sea would be my Pride and Joy.yeah...happy moments.even strolling by myself everyday makes me cheered.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;every post would from now on be included with a track.you'll do good to play it anywhere, youtube or your playlist.cheers mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joe Satriani's Just Look Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-8609079647143156437?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8609079647143156437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=8609079647143156437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/8609079647143156437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/8609079647143156437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2010/01/spent-force.html' title='Spent Force'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-930729656885246039</id><published>2010-01-14T02:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T02:24:15.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upheaval</title><content type='html'>Good day, Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The air has never felt this fresh&lt;br /&gt;The skies sounded warm&lt;br /&gt;More homely has the Nutshell become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-930729656885246039?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/930729656885246039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=930729656885246039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/930729656885246039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/930729656885246039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2010/01/upheaval.html' title='Upheaval'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-9202388350435308126</id><published>2009-09-05T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T23:12:19.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books Of Carnage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Woohoo.Time off a bit, so I decided to load up some pictures. The exam heat is on, and it's so much earlier compared to SPM last time. At least i only have four subjects to aim on, i'm not much of a multitasking person.heh.Anyway there's always time for fun and the man himself. Enjoyed Rock Kapak at PSDC and MU-Arsenal at Kayu gave a really ball dropping time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thats the work place cum bed, you see, the pages have already started invading my resting place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ1TfaT4pI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/C6RUKpx6AtE/s1600-h/IMG_2677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ1TfaT4pI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/C6RUKpx6AtE/s400/IMG_2677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377989882743612050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;More invasion. Theory Workbook Grade 6. Ahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ1UqE-gEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/nwBB_4inQzk/s1600-h/IMG_2685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ1UqE-gEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/nwBB_4inQzk/s400/IMG_2685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377989902786789442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Maybe. You wouldn't wanna know what's on that. thats what organic chemistry looks like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ3HHriFdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/40AjUyPIxIk/s1600-h/IMG_2748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ3HHriFdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/40AjUyPIxIk/s400/IMG_2748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377991869238220242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Orange Tower! Vitamin C is important to keep you healthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ1U-jv8GI/AAAAAAAAAOo/7w4gjLkV8OI/s1600-h/IMG_2686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ1U-jv8GI/AAAAAAAAAOo/7w4gjLkV8OI/s400/IMG_2686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377989908284567650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I love Jamaican Almond Fudge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ4ehwT7dI/AAAAAAAAAPg/8tCFkE9OFKQ/s1600-h/IMG_2780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ4ehwT7dI/AAAAAAAAAPg/8tCFkE9OFKQ/s400/IMG_2780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377993370886204882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Of course, my favourite coffee lady. stretches the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ4eCOw9JI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Uv6-8wln8y4/s1600-h/IMG_2778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ4eCOw9JI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Uv6-8wln8y4/s400/IMG_2778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377993362424001682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And hey, this is one of the best cereals i've eaten.high recommendation.some UK stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ1SlInwLI/AAAAAAAAAOI/IP9C1q93tLU/s1600-h/IMG_2659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ1SlInwLI/AAAAAAAAAOI/IP9C1q93tLU/s400/IMG_2659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377989867100160178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Another night stretcher, Boh Cameronian Gold Blend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ3GohnwWI/AAAAAAAAAPI/NXf-d_R_TgA/s1600-h/IMG_2746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ3GohnwWI/AAAAAAAAAPI/NXf-d_R_TgA/s400/IMG_2746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377991860875149666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Random.It shall stay that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ3Fyjnl0I/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZObRHQ45Zzg/s1600-h/IMG_2697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ3Fyjnl0I/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZObRHQ45Zzg/s400/IMG_2697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377991846388012866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ3FvHZryI/AAAAAAAAAO4/dkAMyKb6bok/s1600-h/IMG_2699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ3FvHZryI/AAAAAAAAAO4/dkAMyKb6bok/s400/IMG_2699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377991845464354594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ROOCKKK KAAAAPPAAAK! make's me wanna jam Child In Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ3E0zZ2QI/AAAAAAAAAOw/n_D_ab5g84c/s1600-h/IMG_2693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ3E0zZ2QI/AAAAAAAAAOw/n_D_ab5g84c/s400/IMG_2693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377991829811222786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ1T4C8J-I/AAAAAAAAAOY/knVxas9YDaY/s1600-h/IMG_2682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ1T4C8J-I/AAAAAAAAAOY/knVxas9YDaY/s400/IMG_2682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377989889356474338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eh, anybody recognise this? i cant recognise the signature.found it on my Form 3 drawing block.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nostalgic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.Looks like Jon's writing.but can't recognise the signature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ4fAOKRsI/AAAAAAAAAPo/SzMuwrXD_eA/s1600-h/IMG_2785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ4fAOKRsI/AAAAAAAAAPo/SzMuwrXD_eA/s400/IMG_2785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377993379064465090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ4hdUZCII/AAAAAAAAAPw/H4v7edMfSvU/s1600-h/IMG_2787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ4hdUZCII/AAAAAAAAAPw/H4v7edMfSvU/s400/IMG_2787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377993421234964610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Solitary Shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But I have promises to keep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And miles to go before I sleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And miles to go before I sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;~Stopping By The Woods On A Snowy Evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Frost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-9202388350435308126?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/9202388350435308126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=9202388350435308126&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/9202388350435308126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/9202388350435308126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2009/09/books-of-carnage.html' title='Books Of Carnage'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SqJ1TfaT4pI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/C6RUKpx6AtE/s72-c/IMG_2677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-4443884547130656193</id><published>2009-08-15T21:38:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:43:22.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Cut For A Cause Long Forgotten</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The time has come again, to face the exam blues. not likely to post anything till the end of the year.i blame on exams and time management. actually absent for 2 months already. nevermind, disregarding this posty, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;its gonna be 5.nothings like ninja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about ninja.one of my favourite cartoon series came alive this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/Soa7lcFYL2I/AAAAAAAAANI/J3_UhurVZY4/s1600-h/snakeeyesofficial2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/Soa7lcFYL2I/AAAAAAAAANI/J3_UhurVZY4/s320/snakeeyesofficial2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370185857554198370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yeah, G.I. Joe that is.awesome movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;they really made it so beautifully after all these years.&lt;br /&gt;exam means less movie.sigh. could be my last already although i'll love watching District 9.less or nil theatre hang outs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh football season starting at the shittiest time. ahh.I wanna watch Rooney banging in goals.EPL gonna be more exciting without CR7 because he's too predictable already.everybody's watching him. i wanna catch those new guys, MU's Federico Macheda and Zoran Tosic, Arsenal's Vermaelen and Arshavin. Torres gives a good show too. and all those 'semangat' moments in a hot football match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SobBCRLYDrI/AAAAAAAAANQ/HdSCPjbIErw/s1600-h/picsrv.manutd.com.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SobBCRLYDrI/AAAAAAAAANQ/HdSCPjbIErw/s320/picsrv.manutd.com.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370191850400911026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Scholesy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Subjects.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let me get high here for awhile. I'll be banging Chemistry, Maths, Biology and Pengajian Am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cruelest for me would be Chem. let's see, i've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Physical Chem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuffs on matter, structures of atoms, chemical bondings&lt;br /&gt;Phase Equilibrium&lt;br /&gt;Acid Base Equilibrium&lt;br /&gt;Reaction Kinetics&lt;br /&gt;Thermochemistry&lt;br /&gt;Electrochemistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Organic Chem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Alkanes&lt;br /&gt;Alkenes&lt;br /&gt;Haloalkanes&lt;br /&gt;Hydroxy Compounds&lt;br /&gt;Phenols&lt;br /&gt;Arenes&lt;br /&gt;Amines&lt;br /&gt;Amides, Acyl Chlorides, Esters&lt;br /&gt;Aldehydes and Ketones&lt;br /&gt;Carboxylic Acids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Inorganic Chem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;basically mostly all stuffs on the Periodic Tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sets&lt;br /&gt;Series and Sequences&lt;br /&gt;Matrices&lt;br /&gt;Integration, Differentiation&lt;br /&gt;Trigonometry&lt;br /&gt;Probabilities&lt;br /&gt;Vectors&lt;br /&gt;Distributions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you can think of in humans&lt;br /&gt;All you can think of in plants ( maybe more)&lt;br /&gt;Ecology stuffs&lt;br /&gt;Genetics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pengajian Am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kenegaraan - which is like a mini lawbook with Malaysian history.&lt;br /&gt;Graphs&lt;br /&gt;Essays&lt;br /&gt;Isu Semasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.thats like not all.but the major and important part of the coming STPM.hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;organic chem is fun really.favourite stuff.then physical is kinda hard but i'm catching up.problems in Acid Base, equilibriums. totally havent touch Inorganic. then Maths is enjoyable and kinda like trivia for me.the only thing i struggle is to finish on time and memorising fornulaes, i have no doubt i can solve most of them if given my sweet time.too bad that's not the case.gotta sharpen up and think quick.problems in Vectors, graph sketchings, and things that gotta do with Log and Exponents. Bio is great.but miss lee kills my attention. too much of good is indeed bad. havent touch alot of Kenegaraan Book.okay with graphs.essays kinda screwy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the toughy would be Chemistry.priority on that.i've gotta make my Organic invincible and Physical moderate to nail it.Maths needs practice. laziness kills me.Maths is like guitar really.you feel you could, but you cant.that feeling. Bio is story book. much like History in form 5.man.Memory flexing. PA is okay.gotta read up kenegaraan , thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i could see 4As on the reach.Bs would be okay, but B's are b*tches, bollocks, bast*rds, buffoons.i dont like them.So its time for me to make the final cut.the push needed. in a few months time, i would be spreading jam on my bread while looking at my result slip.I want to enjoy my jam sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hey they gave Aung San Suu Kyi another 1.5 years house arrest. what happened to compassion and love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SobK3EBa5BI/AAAAAAAAANg/6gqO5dQAJJ0/s1600-h/obey-aung-san-suu-kyi-freedom-to-lead1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SobK3EBa5BI/AAAAAAAAANg/6gqO5dQAJJ0/s320/obey-aung-san-suu-kyi-freedom-to-lead1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370202653007209490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;burmese democracy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay, till then in December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; My Last Stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on rockin'.&lt;br /&gt;Stay hungry stay foolish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~It's not how fast you run, it's how fast you improve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;p.s. check out file factory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. great peace piece by Marvin Gaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4337884790560648896-4443884547130656193?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4443884547130656193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=4443884547130656193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/4443884547130656193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/4443884547130656193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-cut-for-cause-long-forgotten.html' title='The Final Cut For A Cause Long Forgotten'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/Soa7lcFYL2I/AAAAAAAAANI/J3_UhurVZY4/s72-c/snakeeyesofficial2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-8988498407482839518</id><published>2009-06-07T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T13:26:49.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rockmas Salvation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terminator Salvation is a movie to watch if humans are to know themselves better.recently watched on a fateful 4th of June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SippDADmtQI/AAAAAAAAANA/-BFu8wi7ahY/s1600-h/terminator-salvation-flash-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SippDADmtQI/AAAAAAAAANA/-BFu8wi7ahY/s200/terminator-salvation-flash-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344199408104158466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first i thought its gonna be a movie full of bullets and ricochets of it plus big budget explosions, all that you can expect from a film titled Terminator.And yeah, it does give it's portion of adrenaline to your blood but there's more to it.Try it people..I'm not gonna spoil[maybe i'm gonna a bit].Salvation of the human race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do wonder why are we living our lives.wat are you doing behind those pair of eyes and body tissues. If without the artistic values and feelings and such, totally based on reasonings, cause and effect its rather questionable why we live our lives. if i we're to Bio it, i would be living to reproduce so that my kind will sustain, Chemically i would be a bunch of molecules interchanging with those around me.and in Physics, I would be just some stardust considering the evolution of space which i dun really read up a lot on after primary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's human's creed?What do we live for?as we've come across, theres lots of people out there claiming they're happy, the longer they live the happier they are, perhaps.or some finds happiness by being rich, wth...but i wouldnt mind to have some extra cash to get a Dunlop Crybaby=].I do sometimes think there's logic if you've grown up hard and poor, then yeah it would be a joy to have all the extra dough.As we cant see, some people would be in really hard position and in the shithole of their lives while you and me are scrolling down Facebook happily.I totally have no offence about that.just trying to put contrast, but if you think more on it surely there's something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the main point is the purpose of our existence. there's no total explanation to this, some say they exist for God, some for their ambitions, to see the world before they die and all that.Strike me with your points on why we exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I got a big believe that it all comes down to believe&lt;/span&gt;.And what we're doing are all believes.you're reading this page because you believe there's something to salvage here.People go Facebook because they believe it's fun and socially helpful.We're civilised because we believe in systems and such.Mao Zhedong is communist because he believed in it.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;People listen to rock because they're rockers*. &lt;/span&gt;Criminal does crime because they believe there's something in their mind about it to it.&lt;br /&gt;Believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leads to the doubt about what's suppose to be right and wrong.righteousness and wrongdoings are therefore redundant.as said, people doing things are because of believes in it, so whats suppose to be right or wrong are ultimately down to their sane mind.Our society's the one branding what's compatible with it and what's not,thus right and wrong.So if there's certain sides that dont have the aligned thinking then they are outcasted.this can be applied anywhere,country politics, crimes etc. i wanna give a particular example as in musically, most people today digs mainstream poppy lala acts and emo bands and says they are better than the noisy music we rockers listen to, and its like they have screwed up their mind with those sell outs.I'm opinionated here actually.I'm pretty freakin sure if you're a great music listener, you wont be screwed there.It's all related, if you find something synergizes with yourselves, then that's that, its neither right nor wrong...just that.They are relative. So it's Jeesus' theory of relativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's God.I'm not gonna talk much bout religion here.Just keep in mind first, I've got nothing against religion or surpreme beings.right down to believes still. check out this &lt;a href="http://diediediedieemobiaatch-andglobalpeace.blogspot.com/2009/06/of-god-and-losing-really-really-nice.html"&gt;talk on God by Wheen.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The openness there is great.i've yet to give my two cents on religion in this blog la. But I really like the line in wheen's post:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Dogs do not worship a God yet they don't rip each others balls off'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Juicy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;that say's a lot on the role of God in our lives, do we really need God to be morally managed?Dont get me wrong, I've got some great people around me who are worshipers.So our existence, relativity of right and wrong and religion are believes in our own rights. we do feel ourselves in our lives, so dont worry.Continue living. Our feelings and sense of emotions are the one thing that makes this existence feels like a rock gig.So cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salvation of humans.Salvation of rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-8988498407482839518?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8988498407482839518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=8988498407482839518&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/8988498407482839518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/8988498407482839518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2009/06/rockmas-salvation.html' title='The Rockmas Salvation'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SippDADmtQI/AAAAAAAAANA/-BFu8wi7ahY/s72-c/terminator-salvation-flash-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-5760534318997215344</id><published>2009-05-24T14:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T15:03:57.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Enthalpy and SugarCoffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/ShjveGpmiBI/AAAAAAAAAM4/bdtS6c2B5t4/s1600-h/IMG_1825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/ShjveGpmiBI/AAAAAAAAAM4/bdtS6c2B5t4/s400/IMG_1825.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339280658707941394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams over for now.at least some breathing space before the real show...and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yesterdays got nothing for me&lt;/span&gt;. Chemistry is the shit this time around, din really push around for it this time. I spend and sacrifice Chem time for maths.After the Revelation last year i dun wanna get dreamspace during papers.so now i found maths to be easy than the Akhbarhana subject. Oh man, my beloved chemical sister has been with me for 4 years now,right since form 4. I'm a thankful lot for this persevering lady, no matter how some ppl doesnt lik the way she teach.seen much of her, 4 days a week.seen her pregnant.lol. seen her cool and seen her bad. A lion of a mouse.Respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no less to Mr.Woo.wahlau...i dunno wat to say bout this.'Hallo?'.ahhha.as it has always been. One of the most ice cool teacher I had over the years. this dude is IMBA. imbalance for real.&lt;br /&gt;you gotta get to his class to feel it, titan of maths. and i think he's overloaded. left his trace this time around-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'To Comprehend Is To Compress'&lt;/span&gt;. havent deciphered the meaning yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for Bio, nah...dun wanna mention bout Miss Lee.you'll know. MUET is over so nothing exciting...i measure my MUET performance as Band 4.gotta retake if it is so.dun wanna spend my U years with an extra english class.yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study blues this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delving in Satriani, Guns N' Roses, Mark Knopfler, Ocean Of Fire of late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-5760534318997215344?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5760534318997215344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=5760534318997215344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/5760534318997215344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/5760534318997215344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/of-enthalpy-and-sugarcoffee.html' title='Of Enthalpy and SugarCoffee'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/ShjveGpmiBI/AAAAAAAAAM4/bdtS6c2B5t4/s72-c/IMG_1825.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-4100794199681498902</id><published>2009-05-10T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:40:32.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama I'm Comin' Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;'Hey hey mama said the way you move,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Gon' make you sweat, gon' make you groove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Ah-ah child way you shake that thing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Gon' make you burn, gon' make you sting'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Led Zeppelin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its mummies day today, ppl. This really reminds me of a post i did a year back.come check it before you proceed- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-you-mum.html"&gt;My Mummy Post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; .I've put up I Love My Parents again. This time along with For Mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nah..the LedZep lyrics above dont really have significance with matriachs.Just that I'll love to sing it to my rockin' momma and make her groove.Give it up to yours too.thats the opener for Black Dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SgbINikvZ9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/eUjas20TDvQ/s1600-h/Gray-kangaroo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SgbINikvZ9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/eUjas20TDvQ/s400/Gray-kangaroo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334170943611693010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just love this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So today as so with any other days, lets embrace our mums while time is still generous. Had a little chat with mum today...and it's amazing for her to tell that she doesnt believe in a specific day to celebrate Mothers' Day.and I love it that its the same goes to me as I believe everyday is a celebration of motherhood.That groovin lady should have been in The Bangles...hah.&lt;br /&gt;So today's mother's day?does it mean that yesterday she aint a mum or she wont be one tmrw?nah...i know its not meant that way but yeah, I love the idea that each and every single day we should show our love to the woman who port us to this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Stay in touch with your Mama Kin, pops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;great songs for the occasion in FileFactory.  --&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-4100794199681498902?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4100794199681498902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=4100794199681498902&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/4100794199681498902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/4100794199681498902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/mama-im-comin-home.html' title='Mama I&apos;m Comin&apos; Home'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SgbINikvZ9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/eUjas20TDvQ/s72-c/Gray-kangaroo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-7630582214853249265</id><published>2009-04-27T20:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:44:22.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Pinhorn With Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ke Garisan. Sedia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Gunshot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the sequences that i've gone through a few times in past weeks.the last was two days ago.Yeah, The Annual PFS Sports Day was on the 25th of April...one of the best days of schooling life.This would be one of the best sports day for me although others would say otherwise...prolly because the band didn't get a formation onto the field this year.sad case.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This year would be the only year of school life where I'm not busy with band.haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the only Sports Day where I got to do the ending charge.Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also one of the best because this year I'm really involved in the Sporthouse title fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let me cronologize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So the shittiest thing of the day was that Form Sixers gotta nail the MUET listening, writing and reading sections in the morning till around noon.And yeah it wasn't really easy...I'm prepared to get Band 4.screwed up the writing and listening....gotta get a retake at the end of the year if Band 5 is not in hand.Really mood spoiler of the day and made rush for everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then Sports Day officially starts around 2.30 with march past, i'm in band for the march past.but thats until there.this year I'm not involved in the pre show, show nor after show.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So I'm a full time Pinhornite tht day.it's my term as a Vice Captain and yeah I do really feel the heat this year.I ran 100m and 4 x 100m relay and got bronze and silver.I kind of consider that not bad because my legs were not in full condition that day, because of the training two days before. medals in sprints after six years.fuh.before that I've got bronze during the heats for high jump.Counterpain is one imba item for athletes..really works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SfWw2yglOMI/AAAAAAAAAMA/UU-JtpyS_uk/s1600-h/IMG_1898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SfWw2yglOMI/AAAAAAAAAMA/UU-JtpyS_uk/s400/IMG_1898.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329360189380704450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(l-r)Jason Siew, Chia Haw, Wan Ching, The Man, Matt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;yeah.I'm A69!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SfWw3t0ErbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/8fTYhpil9DQ/s1600-h/IMG_1910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SfWw3t0ErbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/8fTYhpil9DQ/s400/IMG_1910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329360205300149682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Band Shakin It Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The old Frees race this yeah was great also.it was turn into 200m instead of the usual 100m sprint.contestants this year were, ex-schoolmate Tio Leo Nard, WLT legend Oh Jia Sheng, Datuk Syed Aidid and another dude i dont know.Jia Sheng owned, Leo Nard 2nd and Datuk 3rd and the guy i think give chance, got last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The race this year came down till the last event of the day which is Class 1 4 x 400m relay.Pinhorn was leading... and just needed a third placing to win Wu Lien Teh. hell. because Wu Lien Teh was sure to win with Kuan Ming and Saarvin, a holder of few records around.so it was up to us to get third or second to finish off the race.but our team is memang not up to standard la...made up of like back up athletes.So in the end Wu Lien Teh retained the title for the sixth time i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five points made a difference.This year got two new houses Sirajuddin and P.Ramlee.laughable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SfWw3UJbgcI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Ubr2ScL493c/s1600-h/IMG_1923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SfWw3UJbgcI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Ubr2ScL493c/s400/IMG_1923.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329360198410404290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending is indeed cry-able. So near yet so far. I have heart for Pinhorn captain Ganesh. He threw everything into this.for the first time you see Sport house buying Domino's.Heh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The only year where i can feel the pia-ness in sports day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;every ass in Pinhorn is worked off. Satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SfWw3FoyYeI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Om2w5I3lgzk/s1600-h/IMG_1902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SfWw3FoyYeI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Om2w5I3lgzk/s400/IMG_1902.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329360194515395042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SfW0ngpqg4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/ANkxnx1ag0s/s1600-h/IMG_1924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SfW0ngpqg4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/ANkxnx1ag0s/s400/IMG_1924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329364324935435138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sleepwalking Past Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My last Sports Day as a Free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-7630582214853249265?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7630582214853249265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=7630582214853249265&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/7630582214853249265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/7630582214853249265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-pinhorn-with-love.html' title='For Pinhorn With Love'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SfWw2yglOMI/AAAAAAAAAMA/UU-JtpyS_uk/s72-c/IMG_1898.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-2993568350621909627</id><published>2009-03-26T20:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:17:02.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soothsayer of Discordance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/Sct-VQuDIEI/AAAAAAAAALU/Tdf1chu9_sw/s1600-h/buckethead_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/Sct-VQuDIEI/AAAAAAAAALU/Tdf1chu9_sw/s400/buckethead_1024x768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317482688771465282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the big believe that music expresses the heart and emotions must have been put to truth by Brian Carroll, or as people have come to know as Buckethead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The I would say legendary guitarist who dons a chicken bucket and that emotionless white mask, who speaks to no one but tells all that he's gotta say with his fingers running up and down the fretboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've come to now this one of a kind avantgarde axeman when I was 14, through my long time guitar buddy, Jared Teoh, with the introduction of the track Hills Of Eternity. At first i thought that it was just boring and plain and nothing worth playtime.But as the musical mind and maturity grows, I just realise how much and how deep those simple notes and repeated riffs over constant background drumbeats could be expressed by Buckethead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Indeed he shows that sometimes it doesnt have to be flashy or complicated to get a point across. In fact, he send bigger messages across with lesser flash. I'm quite sure that most people outside the world of guitar music would not know him.This man creates music that is not exploited by record companies and producers, which mostly today would alter music by musicians under them just to cater to the global casual audience.You wont get to know Buckethead just because you listen to radio or watches MTV for a major part of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its hard for people to believe such a person exist, really. I couldnt believe and was finding for a logic behind what he's doing. A person who is a legendary icon, who never talks to people...wears that KFC bucket and white mask.With wierd behaviours and actions, like scratching a wall in between guitar licks during an interview.This man who also gives away toys and gifts to his audience from his 'toy-bag' during gigs, is also famous for his fascination for Disneyland. He in fact base most of his music on his virtual themepark, Bucketheadland and Giant Robot, an old children tv series, something like Ultraman.And yet this person under the bucket himself is a topclass professional guitarist loved by the guitar community.Hard to believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/ScuZ2G7kCcI/AAAAAAAAALs/qrelFZTwi_0/s1600-h/buckethead-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/ScuZ2G7kCcI/AAAAAAAAALs/qrelFZTwi_0/s400/buckethead-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317512939893426626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Toys from Bucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His guitar will be a customised white Gibson Les Paul which is bigger than an average LP.without the fretboard marks(knowing the frets without the markings is total ownage).upped with a killswitch, for the on-off effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/ScuVoj84g8I/AAAAAAAAALk/lY1qb8T-RYI/s1600-h/Buckethead__s_White_Les_Paul_by_lazychump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/ScuVoj84g8I/AAAAAAAAALk/lY1qb8T-RYI/s400/Buckethead__s_White_Les_Paul_by_lazychump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317508309118911426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buckethead's white Gibson Les Paul with the killswitch in red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Buckethead is in a class of his own.Found to be once a student of Paul Gilbert, the guitar great, he has probably went further than his teacher.His, usage of notes and licks and all those tappings just made it right for his songs.Got a shit high level of technicalities and can do almost any sound with a guitar.Slapping bass lines.And all those killswitched notes.yeah.imba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna talk how great,i dont know how to. almost all guitarists can shred and play fast. but Buckethead made great songs and compositions over 50 plus solo albums which doesnt include his enormous amount of side projects.And you cant categorize him into specifically any genre.He generally has a genre of his own.He plays heavy metal, hard rock, full shred guitars, fusion, soothing acoustics, relaxing moods, jazz and blues.In addition to this he plays more of his creations, weird riffs and chords, which will instantly be recognizable as Buckethead's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/ScuZ2Qov96I/AAAAAAAAAL0/G-_dr_GfxVo/s1600-h/Buckethead2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/ScuZ2Qov96I/AAAAAAAAAL0/G-_dr_GfxVo/s400/Buckethead2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317512942498871202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just love the fact that he wears a mask, he doesn't show any emotions and expressions.This makes his music standout more for him as it is the only way to channel all the expressions to the outside world for him while he's behind his mask.This beats all those mainstream junkies out there who depend on fashion, appearances and publicity to sell themselves out.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wish for a mask, where I can delve in peace of soul, cover up the Neons of presence. Loving Rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/ScuVoIWCAlI/AAAAAAAAALc/_OtU11VdSlE/s1600-h/buckethead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/ScuVoIWCAlI/AAAAAAAAALc/_OtU11VdSlE/s400/buckethead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317508301708198482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Keep On Killswitching The Ride To The Prairie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-2993568350621909627?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2993568350621909627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=2993568350621909627&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/2993568350621909627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/2993568350621909627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2009/03/soothsayer-of-discordance.html' title='Soothsayer of Discordance'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/Sct-VQuDIEI/AAAAAAAAALU/Tdf1chu9_sw/s72-c/buckethead_1024x768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-8781925700375435612</id><published>2009-03-22T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:27:10.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charged Up Hols</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;holiday was earlier for me by 3 days, because the school librarian trip offered some pontenging opportunity which i cant refuse.hah...i'm no librarian but just followed as vacation, fun. was great as i get to know more about many people that i've barely spoken to.it was a sleep deprived trip anyway, was sleepwalking a lot because of night activities and fun, in terms of chortaiti, petaling street, running around KL along with Chia Haw with monorail, RapidKL train and even bought a KTM ticket to Subang to try to grab Wheen, Sze Chuin and peeps at the place.but go to waste because freakin train got freakin delayed....ahhh.press nia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kinda got 20 bucks from chortaiti.quite pro also huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;L-R : Yvain, Chia Haw in obscurity, the MAN, Edward. Missed out 4th player, Wan Ching.pic taken by Ee Boon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/ScUI8BY9iAI/AAAAAAAAALM/FRwNCb-Oo1s/s1600-h/IMG_1426%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/ScUI8BY9iAI/AAAAAAAAALM/FRwNCb-Oo1s/s400/IMG_1426%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315664762439043074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cards owned the whole trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Besides, visited Nottingham University and MMU.the one that impresses me is Nottingham, they've got really high tech and state-of-the-art stuffs for their students.serious, labs are like real scientist hideouts and workshops are like whoa, all the complex machines.serious good place if wanna do engineering, chemical and biological stuffs, too bad not for me.heh. MMU was soso...got some high tech library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then got to Beryl's chocolate factory.watched a presentation(they spelled their own company name wrong) and toured the production line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;made way to the KLCC skybridge. kinda amazed by the Tesla Coil demo of lightning strike on the Twin Towers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Overall, the more fun part of the trip for me is to get to know people more.hehe.Its a great gig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Moving on, arrival of howling monkey Jared, Jonathan and their Borneo-ian friends from MIAT, Ben and Wilson.ooh, was the transporter of the day.and the tour of penang started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as to go along with tour guide roles, these are the Penangy food that I have exploited and things that has been done in a week with our tourists from afar&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1.Telok Bayan Hawker Center - Kim Poh Claypot Chicken Rice, Ikan Panggang, Chee Cheong Fun, Belacan Fried Rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2.Argyll Road Roti Canai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3.Air Itam Laksa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4.New World Park - Pasembur, Mee Goreng, Lam Mee, Char Koay Teow, Ais Kacang, Chendol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5.Chulia Street - Char Koay Teow, Wantan Mee, Curry Mee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6.Line Clear Nasi Kandar - Murtabak, Roti Tissue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7.Kapitan Nasi Kandar - lots of mamak stuffs, hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8.Fettes Park Hainan Western Food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1.Gurney Plaza - Pool rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2.Queens - watched Watchmen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3.CC outings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4.Kek Lok Si tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5.lots of roundings around town, highways in Vios and Viva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6.walking around upper penang road and get excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7.spotting lots of red cars on the road. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kind of gruelling tour guiding in a week.thats just the part i'm involved, Jared did more with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am also peppered by some tuitions.Lee Ewe Im's Bio Classes.some band formation practices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;discovered new keyboard in bandroom, two Laney 30 watt amps with compression and a Maxtone Bass Guitar.gonna exploit also one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-8781925700375435612?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8781925700375435612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=8781925700375435612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/8781925700375435612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/8781925700375435612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2009/03/charged-up-hols.html' title='Charged Up Hols'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/ScUI8BY9iAI/AAAAAAAAALM/FRwNCb-Oo1s/s72-c/IMG_1426%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-7031979775350703968</id><published>2009-03-07T15:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T16:43:54.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Cage Me and I'll Tell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Connect the seemingly unconnected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Without play, the intellects find no surprise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ripped from ppl by Mr.Woo Kok Ho, the Maths' math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a taxing month in a taxing year, but no doubt any minor effort i've put is still not enough if I were to pull off a stunner in STPM. those two lines above got featured maths question papers for last year's finals and this year's first UP.I found that i spend more time staring at those lines rather than the questions, because I couldn't unlock them.I admit last year was shit, because i didnt study. but then this year got much more beautiful, and I'm quite good in those calculus studies.But then, maybe i got freaked out by the papers.crap.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, the test is over.and time for me to put together all the tiny bits that i wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait.first i wanna say my debted thanks to Edward, William Oung, Chia Haw and yeah, the Hero punya Khang Yang for the rescue at Queens.My tyre got punctured at 12am plus at Queens.piece off shit. Dunno wat to do, whether to leave or change tyre.Then decided to ask KY for help since all the three cars there dun even have a single carjack. he was planning to blogspot there but failed.Man.So the tyre was changed and Vios springed to life again.Thanks damn lot to all you ppl there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay about school.Gonna follow a librarian trip to KL from the 11th to 13th of March.saja shiok, chiak hong. they gonna visit Nottingham University, MMU, Gua Tempurung, a chocolate factory and ronda shopping malls.maybe i'll drop at bentley. most of the times follow the librarians la should be.&lt;br /&gt;This year i wanna do miracle in Pinhorn by landing a hat trick in 100m , 200m and high jump.its a toughy, but i think can.competitors are quite the same level, gonna train more to tahan three events. Usain Bolting the tracks.and learning proper Fosbury flop for high jump, the jump with back forward thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got quite laid off for guitar time this time around.the truth is procrastination is having it's toll on me. Off late, been getting backing tracks to jam with.and trying to absorb and make the most out of the CAGED system.help me lick the guitar again.I'm torn, if I got money should i get a better amp, a multi effects or an acoustic guitar first?deep decisions. money dun come as easy as it gets when i was working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SbIyAnMC-zI/AAAAAAAAAK4/pdl6MeLwpB0/s1600-h/example1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SbIyAnMC-zI/AAAAAAAAAK4/pdl6MeLwpB0/s400/example1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310361896724134706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna hit the cinema a lot this month too, all the kickass movies.and the holidays are approaching.Pocket burn again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is kinda like mini post telling what's up with me.lots of mind drafts that i wanna put on but never got to. got some bucky's tribute, love, god, house... ahh.have to slowly digest.i'm like average a post a month.Owns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-7031979775350703968?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7031979775350703968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=7031979775350703968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/7031979775350703968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/7031979775350703968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2009/03/come-cage-me-and-ill-tell.html' title='Come Cage Me and I&apos;ll Tell'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SbIyAnMC-zI/AAAAAAAAAK4/pdl6MeLwpB0/s72-c/example1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-142280520385761661</id><published>2009-02-14T21:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:47:30.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is There A Road I Should Follow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As I lay on my bed the afternoon after the accident, I look up into the clear blue sky, through the panel of glasses in the corner of my room, i was thinking. being less able and tired got me into a lot of soul search again.I was thinking of prolly the one love that i'll never get over.at least not with ease.&lt;br /&gt;As it seems, the next day will be her birthday, on a very Chinese New Year. New Year Girl, hah. and i 've got nothing, no movie, no gift, no fancy dinner, no going out, no yummy cake to sing a happy birthday over.and it would have been awkward and will cause trouble to her if I do all of these..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then back in the room, the guitar is just staring onto my face, as I heal the wounds with iodine and love. since i cant do much, why don't I let the feelings combust on the axe?the least i could do for her birthday,yeah.Music actually expresses myself better than I could with words. So the guitar got into my arms, with her cuddling my heart...the music flows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mood fell nicely, blue sky, through the window pane.birds flying by.and the strings are ringing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the song.I name it Watching The Sky With You. as I've always been dreaming into the sky either from my room, through that glass panel or anytime when my eyes caught sunsets and beautiful, dreamy atmospheres...How i wish she's there with me each time.this doesn't need much explaining.I'll just let the title and the music do them.I really hope they do...&lt;br /&gt;It's a first-take record to keep the emotions there, and surely there are mistakes with notes and progressions,and would be kinda boring, i guess.I'm no pro after all. but its an emotion based playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is at most what i could and capable of giving.a gift of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday and Happy Valentine's,yeah&lt;br /&gt;For You = ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e3027077528380a1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De3027077528380a1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330453909%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D723F0CA3E745CA7C66D58593A4A2A8E9FAACDDCF.5E8EE77B00300D2F086992ACBD656A95B839737A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De3027077528380a1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXkazBSsXCz3IPMjLHhGjJco2HOs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De3027077528380a1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330453909%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D723F0CA3E745CA7C66D58593A4A2A8E9FAACDDCF.5E8EE77B00300D2F086992ACBD656A95B839737A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De3027077528380a1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXkazBSsXCz3IPMjLHhGjJco2HOs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;watch the sky with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-142280520385761661?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/142280520385761661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=142280520385761661&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/142280520385761661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/142280520385761661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-there-road-i-should-follow.html' title='Is There A Road I Should Follow'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-5233945547300886108</id><published>2009-02-09T14:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T15:57:37.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese [Highway To Heaven] New Year</title><content type='html'>Finally back after approx two weeks of absence and obscurity plus two weeks of monitor breakdown.yeah...i've got more pixels and more resolution into my eyes now...thanks to some Samsung monitor.ahh.&lt;br /&gt;the stuffs that i wanted to blog about withing this period,got all jammed up in a brainscrew.Man, lets do some major recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So huh.as far as i recall, the best thing that happened to me - accident'ed' on the eve of Chinese Damn New Year&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;.i did a solo tank on 4 bikes&lt;/span&gt;.hah.It was a morning and i was on my way to Queensbay to shop for something and catch Red Cliff I.and so it happened that i was on the highway in the motorcyclist lane.a god damn small lane with width for 2 bikes only.i was speeding at around 60kph or more up a slope.then on my way down which i cant see there's this dude who slowed down drastically on the lane.the 3 bikes behind himdid some deepshit braking and got so close and they are clumped up so closely together.And me being the projectile here from behind...oh tried braking my best, and i avoided the 3 back bikes but whacked up the front slowed down dude.Sometimes skills cant beat a gangbang.ahhh&lt;br /&gt;And thus , ended up rolling on the divider, and wth, my helmet wasnt even scratched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt no pain but i see the blood, so i just got up to help the other guy.he was half pinned by his ex5.i think he got a ram on the chest.He called up his son to come who was a freaking moneylender.He gave me his card some U.S. Credits.wtf.luckily he's not the 'ah kau' type of ah long ppl.so stopped a car and send the guy to hospital and agreed to settle it another day as it will be CNY the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i got home.and the bruises and scratches just now begin to bare their teeth on me.wah, this must have been my worst injury so far.I looked at myself as i sat on my bed.i've got multiple bruises around the knee and a quite deep hole.i dont see red there, i see white.F.theres another at my pelvis, near the kidney area.deep scratches on my right palm, which is the most irritating.It looked like a palm muting freak accident and itwas kinda cool.hhaahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I got a knock on my left wrist too which still prevail till today... fear that it will never heal fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SY_g8cHVQfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/SXBQ1ZHrKKM/s1600-h/IMG_1025%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SY_g8cHVQfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/SXBQ1ZHrKKM/s320/IMG_1025%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300702615382082034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i swear iodine aint no fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;fuxness.i spent most of cny in bed and walking around the house.maybe it's a bless.I looked into myself more with these.I touch and play the guitar more.the Guitar gave me bliss again in yet another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.lets get over with the accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to afew ppl's house during the new year too. First was Jonathan Lim's.Witnessed lion dance there...so coincidental.then got stuffed with a nasi kandar-like meal.spent time there talking with jona and jared.then dispersed.and regrouped again with jared, wheen and andrew at Strike I.and yeah a new game was introed by wheen, Left4Dead.more on this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SY_g8Vh3RdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Pl-WZomrrdo/s1600-h/Left_4_Dead_Revised_Cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SY_g8Vh3RdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Pl-WZomrrdo/s320/Left_4_Dead_Revised_Cast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300702613614314962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cast for Left4Dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Second would be Khang Yang's place.we watched Red Cliff II that night then went CC till around 5am and then crashed into KY's sis's room.oooh.gambled some there then continued to Nando's in the morn.wah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the weekend will be Chia Haw's house.this time gambled kaokao and won around 15 bucks.owning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-5233945547300886108?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5233945547300886108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=5233945547300886108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/5233945547300886108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/5233945547300886108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2009/02/chinese-highway-to-heaven-new-year.html' title='Chinese [Highway To Heaven] New Year'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SY_g8cHVQfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/SXBQ1ZHrKKM/s72-c/IMG_1025%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-6520687751882885385</id><published>2009-01-11T20:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:07:55.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Dawn's Light - El Merchant El Captain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its 11th of January and Happy New Year folks. And so its gonna be as everybody plan their 'azam baru', I'm gonna own the world this year.at least i'm planning...its a feel good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is how its gonna be.This is the STPM year for me.The king of the shit.The shit is the exam. After the ride of last year and busted balls as i went into form 6...its gonna be different a little this year.maybe a lot. I'm seated in the middle this year, away from my traditional back or side seats. Full of bookies around me...a little pump on inspiration and motivation.i'm glad i'm in my class, perhaps my class and 6RB are the liveliest in F6.no doubt.the dramas the gossips, human conjured weapon/armor against human. i was in at the center of the headline once i guess...maybe still a little today.all the small things.and some big things.I love them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And studies shall be that and that. school's gonna intro a string orchestra and i'm in it. on choice whether to take violin or cello.so i've got into a string ensemble, a jazz ensemble and a school band. deepthroat into music.not forgetting the Strat at home.&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite freakin loaded now.got Pinhorn to manage and band formation to get ready.and the bio folio aint helping...Hope all of them won't collapse on me.Gonna be the merchant and the captain...bring the shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My core for this month is back to the soul-caster, guitar cryer and soothsayer Buckethead. After the my first premier of Jared's Guns N' Roses's Chinese Democracy in my car, that kill switched solo on There Was A Time...and so there.The shackler is back for revenge. For some reason Buckethead stands out of the rest of my guitar heroes and rockers.He's that masked, KFC bucket headed man. The absence of expression on the face, makes me wonder more.A few years back i dont believe this person exist, major break on me. The epitome of making the guitar speak for itself.Make it scream, make it sing, make it roar, make it whisper, make it cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SWn00vo25vI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/3Z5xOFh0I0o/s1600-h/buckethead002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SWn00vo25vI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/3Z5xOFh0I0o/s200/buckethead002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290028424301569778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be another tribute for Mr.Buckethead here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i felt like putting on a mask too, hiding the expressions just for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come on 2009.got lots of music to play.lots of heart graveyards to fill.balls to bust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The I wants.&lt;br /&gt;- own form 6&lt;br /&gt;- get into as many music projects as possible for enjoyment&lt;br /&gt;- make people that i love happy&lt;br /&gt;- no more 'shy shy' attitude&lt;br /&gt;- learn to read score for guitar.this is the imba shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SWn7_1fmdfI/AAAAAAAAAKY/psSIBURZQG4/s1600-h/IMG_0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SWn7_1fmdfI/AAAAAAAAAKY/psSIBURZQG4/s200/IMG_0470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290036311433311730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the casters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Left: 'my yet to be named' (project name: Third Jesus) squire stratocaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right: Jared's Rose - squire telecaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-6520687751882885385?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6520687751882885385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=6520687751882885385&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/6520687751882885385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/6520687751882885385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-dawns-light-el-merchant-el-captain.html' title='New Dawn&apos;s Light - El Merchant El Captain'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SWn00vo25vI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/3Z5xOFh0I0o/s72-c/buckethead002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-2842219658715474610</id><published>2008-12-25T12:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T16:12:03.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dawn Will Have It's Burn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I wanna try something other than the usual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;So i got another from Tony Bennett.Let the music load.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the last, Merry Christmas. and woah...December has been busy and and the last post was around three weeks back on kerachut. After the sweet November, December just exploded onto life.and shit this suppose to be a 5am Christmas Eve or it's kiss of dawn post but i left the computer on hanging waiting for me, while i fly in my dream. I'm slowly turning nocturnal and this will really take its toll on me when school reopens.games are big time losers, taking shit out of my time, the fun part is playing with friends only.DotA...bluek.I'll rather play guitar really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this period of absence, i wanna write all out about my December activities but shit...i read Jared's post first, and i felt it will be lame to write another covering the same events. So go&lt;a href="http://youareinmydream.blogspot.com/2008/12/47-holiday-joy-ultimatum.html"&gt; see Jared's&lt;/a&gt;. Basically I'm in all the activities except the pool days.I'm gonna talk bout the few recent ones and yeah i would love to talk about roti racist/mini at Argyll Road but....i'm feeling salty T_T So okay, come back. The latest gig with Jared and Wheen is Pessoc's Concert on the 23rd of December. Sponsored and exclusively for Texchem ppl...thanks to Jared's mum we got the invitation cards. they were playing Beethoven's famous No.9, the one with Ode To Joy. I'll say it's good, but I'm a noob in classical music...this is the first time I heard No.9 live with full fledged choir and voices. And i just like the way Malmsteen-Shimano conduct...yeah!he pumps up the crowd with his movements. And I look into the crowd...most people doesnt know the first two movements and they look bored, the dude beside me was sleeping.sigh. quite a few ppl i know were up there. A few band seniors were playing for the orchestra.Adelyn the violinist.some school fellows in the chorus...wth.Andrew Filmer headbanging violin.some USM ppl too. Saw a group of USM Jazz Band ppl after the show....prolly they had some friends onstage.Funny how i realise I'll be upstage with them on the 30th.hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mention this was supposed to be the Eve post, so i'm gonna rip. the Christmas Eve night was spent in front of my computer desk.I'll start from 8 pm.i had a game of DotA with Jonathan...killed him in his fountain...ahh.Imba feeling.then he gotta go church for the Christmas mass. so i went get some winks on my bed, woke up at 9.30pm.when to my computer, which is by the window.the church in front of my house is beaming and the bells are tolling, I assume Jonathan to be in there. Heaven's Bell. was planning to go out and have supper but the roads are tight shit jammed. So i decided to have myself a merry little christmas at home.&lt;br /&gt;I got myself Campbell soup, ribena and some Pringles. bring all of them to my desktop. and the atmostphere just highten up. everybody is busy in Garena.the church is singing mellowly. and my comp played Buckethead's Electric Tears album. Padmasana was the highlight.ooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SVMpNDq9XQI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/u1S548QTsmA/s1600-h/IMG_0581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SVMpNDq9XQI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/u1S548QTsmA/s320/IMG_0581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283612092136250626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Self made Ribena, Campbell Soup and Pringles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And once i was taught by someone to eat Campbell soup straight from the can. and yeah. I tried a few. and i tell ya what...it will taste better and more warmy if you heat up the can first.= ] so put it in an oven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  first or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I had myself a merry little Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah..the next on my to do list will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 'Jazz Band Plays Medley' concert on the 30th. gonna have fun with the university people&lt;br /&gt;- G3 footage at wheen's. plus Siren&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'to be continued...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- maybe kerachut again&lt;br /&gt;- Bio folio crap&lt;br /&gt;- maybe I'll try pool day at Jared's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tribute to Hide, the passed guitarist of X-Japan. connected for Jared's post.the guitar pick given to me by Wheen 6 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SVMv869iJJI/AAAAAAAAAKA/U1Pnx5tbBX8/s1600-h/IMG_0591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SVMv869iJJI/AAAAAAAAAKA/U1Pnx5tbBX8/s200/IMG_0591.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283619511501726866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love me.suck me.lick me.spank me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SVMv9NMXGOI/AAAAAAAAAKI/QvkHFhHvxKI/s1600-h/IMG_0592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SVMv9NMXGOI/AAAAAAAAAKI/QvkHFhHvxKI/s200/IMG_0592.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283619516395755746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hideto Matsumoto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for once in my life I'll get dreadlocks. watch out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas buddies = ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4337884790560648896-2842219658715474610?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2842219658715474610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=2842219658715474610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-7895419964113882124</id><published>2008-12-03T19:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:03:11.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marrow Of The Forest and The Kerachut Riders</title><content type='html'>The jungle trip proved to hold the truth.An initial fun or for me a trip for the heart, turn out to be mixed with some survival elements.should it be or shouldn't it be this way, i enjoyed the rush and adrenaline in it.I'll speak less and let the pics speak more.&lt;br /&gt;The first day went through some twist of fate.the personnel alongside me are Edward Lee and Hong Chia Haw.kinda wierd because being the unsociable shadow of me, I'm camping with two dudes that i talk less than 5 minutes for over 5 years of secondary school.You guys, cheers and be cool,yeah.&lt;br /&gt;the initial starting rendezvous time is at 12 pm.but due to some delay to buy stuffs and the long journey to Teluk Bahang, we ended up starting the hike at 5 pm.yeah a hill hike to Kerachut at 5 pm with loads suiting 6 persons carried by 3.i know its gonna be crappy to start hiking, but never the lest we continued.hah.The darkness shift over the light at around 7.30 and we were only halfway at the second shelter.So three of us decided and insane decision : overnight in the middle of the jungle.this is seriously the contigency plan...we took some effort to start a fire in the clearing.it's actually illegal to start a fire because its a taman negara but we did anyway or else we're gonna in pitch black and we've gotta barbecue something to eat.seriously almost backwoodsman style..and thus we we overnighted in the middle of the jungle.and worse of all, the pitch black darkness started to have its toll on my mind.i see things, flickers of light in the forest.and i see glowing trees and plants, what the hell,some mind games.immediately thought that someone is flashing light.really crappy darkness.Revelation = I'm afraid of the darkness, ghost, vampire and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a night in the jungle, thats the part i like the most about this trip.it felt really original anyway.and so we continue our hike the morning after.the heavy burden of my loads really didn't help either.I carried two full bags, a guitar and an ice box...the shoulders really felt like its at the edge of collapsing.fuh.we reached Kerachut after a 15 hour journey including the jungle night...fux yeah.And so we set up our camp site in an isolated part of the place but later on we were ask to move over to the designated camp site.ish have to pindah summore after our tiring trip through the jungle.and the trip moved on...we even decided to extend another day making it a 4 days and 3 nights camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the fateful axe by the entrance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ3m-AmqtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/hkjo6yqJYK4/s1600-h/IMG_0326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ3m-AmqtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/hkjo6yqJYK4/s200/IMG_0326.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275535524875381458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all the back and shoulder breakers that dragged us into the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ3nr-KNVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/4TfTsRZUr_Q/s1600-h/IMG_0331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ3nr-KNVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/4TfTsRZUr_Q/s200/IMG_0331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275535537213158738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;firing up a slow burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ3oOo63II/AAAAAAAAAHw/UVTMgb1Hdkc/s1600-h/IMG_0330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ3oOo63II/AAAAAAAAAHw/UVTMgb1Hdkc/s200/IMG_0330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275535546519313538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;entertainment in the dark jungle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ3o8vKBcI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ib9OJYY630E/s1600-h/IMG_0342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ3o8vKBcI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ib9OJYY630E/s200/IMG_0342.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275535558893503938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the darkness is really intriguing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ7q_NWpsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/j2HCmhGcZiY/s1600-h/IMG_0344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ7q_NWpsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/j2HCmhGcZiY/s200/IMG_0344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275539991963281090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;candle, chor tai ti and mamee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ3ojeULeI/AAAAAAAAAH4/iffSIsna5Bw/s1600-h/IMG_0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ3ojeULeI/AAAAAAAAAH4/iffSIsna5Bw/s200/IMG_0343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275535552111980002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the light, mosquito coil and shoes( if can see)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ7rD4YbFI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Hd2HO_gL75I/s1600-h/IMG_0353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ7rD4YbFI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Hd2HO_gL75I/s200/IMG_0353.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275539993217494098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finally the bridge to salvation after 15 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ5sTrrAYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/K0HexV58XFg/s1600-h/IMG_0355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ5sTrrAYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/K0HexV58XFg/s200/IMG_0355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275537815615766914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the tent, didnt spend too much time in there though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ5srqYWxI/AAAAAAAAAIY/aGjaxl2piW8/s1600-h/IMG_0404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ5srqYWxI/AAAAAAAAAIY/aGjaxl2piW8/s200/IMG_0404.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275537822052801298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;campbell soup cans torn open by insatiable hunger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ7rqAz9nI/AAAAAAAAAJI/-qwH1W1RTK8/s1600-h/IMG_0401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ7rqAz9nI/AAAAAAAAAJI/-qwH1W1RTK8/s200/IMG_0401.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275540003453400690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to the dock, spend more time with the wild and open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ5tJjXFkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/upllrOB_Ht0/s1600-h/IMG_0388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ5tJjXFkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/upllrOB_Ht0/s200/IMG_0388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275537830076421698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A jellyfish seen in the water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STaBNNu5phI/AAAAAAAAAJY/fMTL1IM1aEc/s1600-h/IMG_0368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STaBNNu5phI/AAAAAAAAAJY/fMTL1IM1aEc/s200/IMG_0368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275546077535774226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some kind of sea level machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STaB1dE9qWI/AAAAAAAAAJo/sn0hwriOhww/s1600-h/IMG_0371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STaB1dE9qWI/AAAAAAAAAJo/sn0hwriOhww/s200/IMG_0371.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275546768849611106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bridgeway to paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STaBNT0uLvI/AAAAAAAAAJg/NZldOqBt9Yw/s1600-h/IMG_0384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STaBNT0uLvI/AAAAAAAAAJg/NZldOqBt9Yw/s200/IMG_0384.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275546079170801394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ7rcMauXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/im_bES9f42Q/s1600-h/IMG_0386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ7rcMauXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/im_bES9f42Q/s200/IMG_0386.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275539999743981938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shall be done again.another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And so shall the trip be kept in the memoirs of the man himself.Jungle really shows the truth.More of it to come into the sanctum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-7895419964113882124?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7895419964113882124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=7895419964113882124&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/7895419964113882124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/7895419964113882124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/marrow-of-forest-and-kerachut-riders.html' title='Marrow Of The Forest and The Kerachut Riders'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STZ3m-AmqtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/hkjo6yqJYK4/s72-c/IMG_0326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-782466630846387167</id><published>2008-11-30T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:59:00.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noviembre IV - The Final and Jungle Nirvana</title><content type='html'>November is finally coming to an end. and finally when you catch the first glimpse of this scheduled post November would have come to the final. And so this shall be the last of the Noviembre series...a part of my life, a major one, half scraped onto this page. and at the same time, on the date this post is up, i'll still be in a jungle.yeah...i'm gonna end this month and start the next in the dense jungle near Pantai Kerachut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip will be from saturday till monday.3 days 2 nights and three fellows only, not a scout troop or what.it's time for prophecies and revelations there.Its actually some kind of bio camp to get 25 specimens of insects and 25 of plants.gonna get real big stingy ones....not the likes of the household ka-chuak.but for me, it shall be more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gotta put the flowers on the grave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and start walking away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pulling out the cross from the heart,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sling up the guitar on the way&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart doesnt last forever.nothing last forever.even the cold november rain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's just this some kind of feeling in me that kept me from walking away.everytime i tried to walk i shall be pulled back to it. i just dunno bout it....maybe i'm pulled, maybe i just walked to it, maybe i just resist to walk away, maybe i cant.Maybe&lt;br /&gt;And everytime, I roar to myself,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;/span&gt;'.I roar it each time i'm at the breaking point and each time I escape by merely covering up with stuffs.By doing things.taking the axe and let it roll.get my speakers on high.binging myself out. and go hang in places that i can find serenity.Its much like heroin in my life, gotta suck on it to escape from truth.maybe i should kept being high on it.there's just too much shit in this world and i'm gonna step on it, squashing it one by one.pardon me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This jungle trip shall get my conscience clear.even though i doubted it.heh.so i'll just let the jungle speak for itself.And yes, three weeks ago.a revelation came, April has been returned.After spending almost 10 months on her, my heart has grow on to it.for your info, April is an acoustic classical guitar.the first guitar that i've actually 'owned'.i learned from it and through it, it made me realise that everything is possible.It's the guitar that i started out with, where i learn my first scale, my first song, my first lick, my first bend...and it has that distinct low mellow tone that is different from other acoustics.somehow it is the sound that will reach into the cavities of the heart.the one that you will actually feel nice and peaceful with.but now it's gone.thank you April for the memories that we have shared.I've no pictures or recordings to share, just memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The guitar rack shall be left incomplete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So goodbye November...we shall come together again in a year to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STC3veQa_YI/AAAAAAAAAHY/I6UFGO_F8Do/s1600-h/guitar-angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/STC3veQa_YI/AAAAAAAAAHY/I6UFGO_F8Do/s200/guitar-angel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273917189854526850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jeesus shall rise again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its hard to keep an open heart,&lt;br /&gt;when even friends seem out to harm you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but if you can heal a broken heart,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't time be out to charm you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-782466630846387167?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/782466630846387167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=782466630846387167&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/782466630846387167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-5379556638087839686</id><published>2008-11-17T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T00:08:14.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noviembre III - Thirty Minutes</title><content type='html'>What can 30 minutes do for you? today everything is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a certain half an hour today that shined on my life, made the skies seems brighter and the sea in front looked calm and the trees along that highway beam with green.the Highway that i've frequently rolled on once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a person in the lapse of thirty minutes. but it's not bout the time...I'm there just to see whether she's fine, she's alright.Yeah, person, you do look &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so fine.&lt;/span&gt;But down deep i know you ain't inside...there's just so much on your back.that saddens me.But worse of all is that i can't possibly remove it.the most I can and allowed to do is to stand by your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However there's still sunshine on you.i peeped and i saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm running the same marathon as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you did&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know about heaven,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i do believe in an angel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-5379556638087839686?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5379556638087839686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-9006539581918792440</id><published>2008-11-17T18:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:12:17.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noviembre II -  Bridgeway To Heaven</title><content type='html'>The Penang Bridge International Marathon finally happened for me.never ever thought that I'll be joining a marathon in my life...well, anything can happen.Went to Queensbay the night before a caught a midnight showing of Quarantine with Edward, ChiaHaw ppk.man this movie is a camera point of view shoot which is like Cloverfield and Blair Witch Project...good story for me.finished around 1.40 and then hang out at coffee bean till 3am like that.Actually there's already a lot of ppl there.lots of them are from mainland because the bridge is gonna close from 2 onwards.coffee bean is earning big bucks that night...prolly the only time of the year.heh.People are sleeping on the roadsides and outside queens seriously...when i got down some we're sleeping inn coffee bean as in curl up on the sofas and snuggling on their bags and etc.this prolly one of the biggest sports event in penang, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SSFa1488BNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uiig6vqjwcQ/s1600-h/penang_bridge_international_marathon_new-logo250.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SSFa1488BNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uiig6vqjwcQ/s320/penang_bridge_international_marathon_new-logo250.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269592920867734738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed and got ready around 3.15 like that.the actual starting time is 4.30am.changed to the t-shirt with running numbers on it, shorts and extra stuff for me, two silver and two black earrings.supposed to bring me goodluck i guess.then we registered and waited in the hold up place.then there was some kind of aerobic warm up for all the participants.shit, it looks more like clubbing to me...with the early morning and music and everybody is semi-dancing.wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is eager to start it off.I bet what's on their mind for the run.Some run for the prize money.some run for the certs and medal.some run for own satisfaction.some run for pride.some run to prove something.how about running for love?i guess thats a more meaningful one and what i'm doing,maybe.learnt that from Troy.so the race started off...and everybody is running.i began with edward, chia haw, matthew ng and chan william.then after a while the link is broken off.i tried to kept the pace of my heart at a low, reduce the rate of air flow.minimize all the actions on the upper body to conserve energy.first i'm actually trying to do this.i kept my constant pace till the middle of the bridge...and at the first touch of the first triangle structure thingy i slowed down to walk and got the 100plus there.wooh i ran for about an hour nonstop and i'm only at the middle way there.geez.i only have 3 and a half the complete the whole thing! its a real hard and aching time on the bridge i tell you...when the energy within me seems low, I'll picture a certain person i'm running for at the end of the bridge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SSFbr7lY3xI/AAAAAAAAAEw/fMI8E0WMq6g/s1600-h/481e9c469f21e9.98250606frogview-gallery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SSFbr7lY3xI/AAAAAAAAAEw/fMI8E0WMq6g/s320/481e9c469f21e9.98250606frogview-gallery.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269593849287204626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i ran cum jog cum walk all the way till the toll and made a big U-turn and collected the other wristband to mark that you have passed the checkpoint.It felt like a big game of fetch you know.then i started on the way back....while beginning my way back some dudes were talking the time factor.It was already around 6 thirty then.they were saying that we've used 2 hours to cross the bridge and now we've only got 1 and a half to finish the thing....and his friend said that there's not enough time already.shit.after passing a watering station at the beginning of the bridge....i started out pushing myself.Push like i've never done before.seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i finished the bridge i've only half an hour to return to queensbay.really shithole.it was near Ivory Tower and i pushed all the way to the finishing line with the person in mind...and oh yeah.I finished in time!!i clocked 3 hours and 20 minutes!!whoa felt so nauseous when i reached, vomitted air.so there i've got the medal and the cert.huh...most importantly the inspiration i'm running for.I didnt fail it.I'll run a marathon and I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm sitting right here typing this post...with a total annihilation of my body.with legs and joints like barbecued marshmallows.soft yet stiff and hard.its all worth it.there...... i've run it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A run for love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-9006539581918792440?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/9006539581918792440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SSFa1488BNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uiig6vqjwcQ/s72-c/penang_bridge_international_marathon_new-logo250.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-1861311285755986118</id><published>2008-11-07T20:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T21:34:14.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noviembre - Month Of Memories</title><content type='html'>My favourite month of the year is finally here, just fits the timing really well. I'm gonna really have great things lining up this month. School's gonna end next week and so holiday plan's gonna kick in, to start it off, i'm gonna take part in the Penang Bridge Marathon.And my biggest expectation is, no not the medal, not the certificate and certainly not the prize money.But this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SRQ3mMJfTSI/AAAAAAAAAEY/77_5hPAZt-k/s1600-h/penangbridgemarathon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SRQ3mMJfTSI/AAAAAAAAAEY/77_5hPAZt-k/s320/penangbridgemarathon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265894993538534690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, i wanna see this.Its just like the mood of the previous post, Out Of The Sunrise.It would have been heavenly you know.Just lately I've been doing things that let me hear my own self more clearly. I've taken significant interest in instrumental soul and motown music as well.such as Kenny G, Marvin Gaye, Kevin Kern, The Temptations and some of Butckethead's quiet pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lined up a simple vague schedule for guitar. I dont wanna put up like a rigid one so that i'll have fun with it, so that i can twist, so that i can bend around it. Anyway, decided for a 4 hour a day on the guitar. 2 hours on technique and the other two on pure jamming or ripping up songs. It'll be great, maybe i might go more than four, who knows, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;when you're high you never wanna get down&lt;/span&gt;. The penang bridge marathon offer a first prize of RM3000 for my category, so might be a useful lot if i got that.gonna try for that even got a slim chance.but the main aim is the break of dawn.the run gonna be on the 16th anyway.And that night I'll be heading to G-Spot, G-Hotel for a jazz event.which will showcase some penang peeps.&lt;a href="http://www.indiegoat.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/jazz-countdown.jpg"&gt;Heres the flyer&lt;/a&gt;. gonna go to a bistro for the first time, if boozing, i'll try either tiger or heineken.heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love it that it rains a lot and unpredictably too in November.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-1861311285755986118?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1861311285755986118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=1861311285755986118&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/1861311285755986118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/1861311285755986118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/noviembre-month-of-memories.html' title='Noviembre - Month Of Memories'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SRQ3mMJfTSI/AAAAAAAAAEY/77_5hPAZt-k/s72-c/penangbridgemarathon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-723073194092236632</id><published>2008-10-20T20:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:41:37.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly On Sweet  Angel - I'll Be Back</title><content type='html'>The past weekend i've had, prolly could have been a fun one for me in quite sometime.Its exam fever this time around and everybody's busy eating and shitting books and notes.As for me, I've been taking it lightly and just started today...i dont wanna get shit grades afterall.After all the stuffs over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, it was Co-curiculum Day in school. So I went to help out the band play a few songs...like refreshment for the audieces la, really simple stuffs. After that went to Mcd with Chia Haw, Ed and Matt, had lunch.like normal Mcd days...ahh. and while lunching, Yik Sean invited me to go Gurney for some hanging out.So i decided to play along...since its been ages since i stepped into gurney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, its hell of a good Gurney day actually.i went to Towers and guess what, they were blasting AC/DC when i got in there. And even shittier, Natalie the shopkeeper who branded Guns N' Roses punk rock was like tapping feet and lightly banging head to AC/DC's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For Those About To Rock(We Salute You)&lt;/span&gt;. Ahh....she has come a long way indeed.And there's a plasma widescreen showing an AC/DC concert on blu ray.Angus Young took of his pants when i was watching. = ]&lt;br /&gt;Man...I seriously love Tower records that day, dont wanna get out la. it felt just so great with the hi-fi blasting!Thank you, Natalie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to the music shop and guess what i saw in the vault of guitars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SPyDok5fOLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2yUkRWBPJEc/s1600-h/JS20S.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SPyDok5fOLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2yUkRWBPJEc/s200/JS20S.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259223197984700594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Joe Satriani's Ibanez JS20S Silver Surfer Limited Edition! man...this babe cost around 4 or 5K.Wooh....i've never seen a JS in local stores.gonna try it one day...too bad its in the vault.i really hope the people there are nice enough to let me try. And damnit they placed it right beside a JEM Jr...uhh..increases rocker libido..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a chinese movie too, Painted Skin. nice storylines...almost made me cry.lots of romance ...always trust your partner.T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and and the thrill of the day. Got a new pair of piercings. one side each on the ears...yeah, got to experience the thrill of it again.It hurts more this time actually. so i'm already on the next level....planned for 3 on each side actually.heh&lt;br /&gt;That was Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday happened so quickly.I ended up procrastinating the whole day instead of studying. music and guitar being the attention seekers again.but i love it...how can you help it when you open up a book, and then the guitar pickups are like staring you on the face.ahh... so thats about it. gonna return after the finals.I'll be back again, blacker on me.Time to whip some education ass...keep on rockin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check up Rock-@$$ for rock updates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-723073194092236632?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/723073194092236632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=723073194092236632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/723073194092236632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/723073194092236632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/fly-on-sweet-angel-ill-be-back.html' title='Fly On Sweet  Angel - I&apos;ll Be Back'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SPyDok5fOLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2yUkRWBPJEc/s72-c/JS20S.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-5339418371769126735</id><published>2008-10-07T22:03:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T00:05:51.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Of The Sunrise</title><content type='html'>Without realising, this is already my fourth consecutive post with song title thieveries.gonna be the last...ciplaking ain't no fun.The others are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/tuesdays-gone.html"&gt;Tuesday's Gone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/endless-rain.htm"&gt;Endless Rain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/afterlife.html"&gt;Afterlife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lynyrd Skynyrd, X-Japan and Avenged Sevenfold for such inspirational song titles that struck me at the correct time. And yet this is another one, Out Of The Sunrise by Joe Satriani.This post is meant to be read with the accompaniment of this song that I've put in File Factory on the sidebar.So load and let it fly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is actually track 7 of Satch's latest album Professor Satchafunkilus And The Musterion Of Rock. Bought it with Janicia for Jared as a farewell gift... and now three months on, it landed in my room for some reasons heh.No, I ain't buruk siku.Jared did a bit of write up on &lt;a href="http://youareinmydream.blogspot.com/2008/06/3rd-big-bang-farewell-road-to-nirvana.html"&gt;this and his farewell&lt;/a&gt;.its now three months on and stuffs has quite changed hmmm, nostalgic and melancholy.Anyway Satchafunkilus is a superb guitar record with quite a few tracks highlighting Satch's signature 'fat' humbucker tone which I love very much and i guess some bigger sound due to the new Satchurator distortion such as in I Just Wanna Rock.every guitar music lovers surely would love to have this album. i'm gonna get one for myself too!! My highest ratings are for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track 5 - Revelations&lt;br /&gt;Track 6 - Come On Baby&lt;br /&gt;Track 7 - Out Of The Sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SOt1OPHYlCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KkmPU8qG8m0/s1600-h/Professor_Satchafunkilus_and_the_Musterion_of_Rock-bk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SOt1OPHYlCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KkmPU8qG8m0/s200/Professor_Satchafunkilus_and_the_Musterion_of_Rock-bk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254422277693936674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SOt1N855v6I/AAAAAAAAADs/fnIVuVu6-38/s1600-h/Professor_Satchafunkilus_and_the_Musterion_of_Rock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SOt1N855v6I/AAAAAAAAADs/fnIVuVu6-38/s200/Professor_Satchafunkilus_and_the_Musterion_of_Rock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254422272805552034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor Satchafunkilus And The Musterion Of Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay coming back. i have dreamt and lately put myself in this play about the moods of Out Of The Sunrise. Me driving the Vios on a highway alone without much or nil traffic getting away from the island. it will be around 5, 6, or 7 a.m., the break of dawn with the song playing in the car. driving at 60 to 80 km/h with the first beams of sunlight breaking behind me as i cruise on...ahh.&lt;br /&gt;Can you picture yourself in such a situation? i would really feel.... reborn. Like leaving a life and get on into another....I have always felt like that a lot of times in my life and I'm sure there are more to come.I do felt it during SPM last time, when i stay on up late to burn the midnight candle...sometimes you would just think of staying till sunrise. when another cycle of life kicks in again.&lt;br /&gt;And yet, in this stage of life, I'm feeling it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SOt8JLvSpJI/AAAAAAAAAD8/eohwQzQHgHA/s1600-h/sunrise2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SOt8JLvSpJI/AAAAAAAAAD8/eohwQzQHgHA/s200/sunrise2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254429887469626514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car on the highway.break of dawn. loneliness. cruising speed. out of the sunrise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SOt8JNUBt7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/SliCX9QmM3o/s1600-h/45433755_374f51a482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SOt8JNUBt7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/SliCX9QmM3o/s200/45433755_374f51a482.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254429887892142002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i'll experience it one day...bringing my imagination to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has also been a good one for me i guess. Its a tuesday.Tuesdays are always beautiful...and right now tuesday's almost gone again...its 11.18 p.m. Spent half of today in school, not much really...ppl are catching up for the finals, and i guess i'm in it also. after school i did stay back for jazz but it seems delayed. so i hang around and talked to Danial.Talk about Steve Vai, G3 , guitarists, guitars, music and techniques...i'm just so glad that there are still people who knows and appreciate guitar instrumentals in Penang.Keep On Rockin' In The Free World, guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went home and get short nap before i go for a walk in Botanical Gardens.Out Of The Sunrise kept playing in my mind all the way...but its sunset actually, i guess it felt the same way.walked a big uphill round and a small round took almost an hour.saw a bunch of monkeys almost gangbang a dog which barked at one of them.tried to scope around also....but nothing really as its quite late already and the sky seems to hold up clouds of endless rain like the other day.hmm.seeing life and going through it by yourself really gives you a total different point of view.this can be another part of my soul search...seeing yourself by yourself.maybe I''ll become Buddha.maybe Jesus for real.never know...&lt;br /&gt;after that I went to Subaidah for some mamak.i'm reliving the past again but this time i'm alone....aih.got two thosai and a teh o ais. no Mr.Lim Guan Eng this time around also.i always anticipate when i go there.as i finish up my food, the endless rain that was held up just now starts to shed some of its sky tears.went home in the drizzling rain.i'm on a bike, raining at night and without specs. i must be god to arrive home safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That almost sums up the whole of today.A shiok sendiri tuesday.yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I'm coming out of the sunrise on a tuesday~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-5339418371769126735?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5339418371769126735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=5339418371769126735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/5339418371769126735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/5339418371769126735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/out-of-sunrise.html' title='Out Of The Sunrise'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SOt1OPHYlCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KkmPU8qG8m0/s72-c/Professor_Satchafunkilus_and_the_Musterion_of_Rock-bk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-4893820804402544114</id><published>2008-09-30T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:30:46.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday's Gone</title><content type='html'>Tuesday's almost gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started out with a continuation of yesterday's endless rain. hell yeah...serious endless.Love it to the max.More soul searching actually la today.What to do with all the sorrow huh.the grief.the heartbreaks. Heartbreaker day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have also decided that i ain't gonna work for the holidays unless got emergencies. more time for soul search.I'm glad yeah...more colours in life to see and i can use the time, sometimes I just can't make it on my own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jared came over at around 2. started to do some simple jamming and rocker and life talk.Got some CDs from him since he's gonna go back to MIAT soon and they are gonna be left in Penang.more jams after that. at around 5, we went for some hair cut in Passion. serious kena Kyo again without a request..my student hairstylist eerily represents Tower Record's Natalie...whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tht went for Subaidah again. there's no sighting of Mr. Lim Guan Eng though.did some binging of mamak stuffs, some kambing temptations.Binging felt like heaven these days.More of teh ais and teh o ais and loads more of guitar and life talk.~Orgasmic food~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day...gotta do a twenty guitar harmonizing on Little Wing.imagine...my tribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to Vai's Sound Theories while writing this...got that along with Led Zep's Mothership in Borders the other day.Buy 1 Free 1 promo.yeah that struck me.this Vai cd is mainly orchestra pieces not the usual guitar virtuosity. another talent of maestro Steve Vai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SOI-9XD8AaI/AAAAAAAAADE/9YPw2l5ykpw/s1600-h/steve+vai+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SOI-9XD8AaI/AAAAAAAAADE/9YPw2l5ykpw/s200/steve+vai+cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251829339350892962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Steve Vai's Sound Theories Vol. I and II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its an okay album.but I'll rather suggest getting his The 7th Song.&lt;/span&gt;all the smooth melodies there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day after day, i continue to look into life.ahh, I love everybody.I love people.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday's almost gone...and i missed..again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World&lt;br /&gt;Life&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yang dikejar tidak dapat, yang dikendong berciciran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-4893820804402544114?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4893820804402544114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=4893820804402544114&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/4893820804402544114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/4893820804402544114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/tuesdays-gone.html' title='Tuesday&apos;s Gone'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SOI-9XD8AaI/AAAAAAAAADE/9YPw2l5ykpw/s72-c/steve+vai+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-712082431651846334</id><published>2008-09-29T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T09:38:56.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Endless Rain</title><content type='html'>What a day it has been, a day of endless rain.&lt;br /&gt;woke up early this morning and was on the plan of going to air itam dam with class mates for some insect catching fun....turn out sucky though.we all met at the rendezvous point, 7-eleven. and soon after while waiting for others to arrive, we got avenged sevenfold for slacking in miss Lee's class, it started to rain.so it was cancelled and everybody dispersed.&lt;br /&gt;was biking then in the drizzling rain....then when i pass transfer road, i decided to stop by for some roti canai in the rain before i got home.&lt;br /&gt;That was the morning...then after, i stayed in the whole day watching the rain.it's beautiful when it's endless, the one that you know that it's not gonna stop for quite sometime.Today is lonely guitar day. Spent most part of it with the 'new' guitar i got from andrew along with the Samick amplifier for 250 bucks, still haven't paid him since he ran away to Singapore. Yet to name it, i'm still indecisive and undecided.....but its a 4-5 years old sunburst Squire California Series Stratocaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SOF6mUVNMUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0cikJyxD1Es/s1600-h/0310001532_md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SOF6mUVNMUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0cikJyxD1Es/s200/0310001532_md.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251613439201980738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Exactly like this but with a maple neck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the afternoon was spent on the bed playing the guitar and thinking and missing.... while looking up into the sky through the window panels.I call that soul searching, I can see myself more that way.It's still ame-ing.&lt;br /&gt;stuffs i tried out&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet child o' mine intro riffs&lt;br /&gt;Rocking in the free world chords&lt;br /&gt;Beast and the Harlot sweeping parts&lt;br /&gt;some acoustic guitar from Patience&lt;br /&gt;Little Wing. the solo is actually easier than the other part of the song&lt;br /&gt;A bit of For The Love Of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still ain't that good la...ought to practice more.slacky fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...and all this while, still can't help missing her.what A Rocker i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-712082431651846334?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/712082431651846334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SOF6mUVNMUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0cikJyxD1Es/s72-c/0310001532_md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-2190232534078749645</id><published>2008-09-26T00:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:28:13.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Afterlife</title><content type='html'>i just wanna feature this song by Avenged Sevenfold, titled Afterlife.&lt;br /&gt;The lines that i'm feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HIRNdveLnJI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HIRNdveLnJI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I don't belong here, I gotta move on dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;escape from this afterlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;’Cause this time I'm right to move on and on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;far away from here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Got nothing against you and surely I'll miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;This place full of peace and light, and I’d hope you might&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Take me back inside when the time is right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Afterlife'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-4843071289265036990</id><published>2008-09-25T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:27:29.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazz, Rock, Sweat, Mamak, CM and the Harlot</title><content type='html'>Spent the evening going for a jazz practice with the band.There's a group of seven preparing to join The Jimmy Boyle Young Talent Competition.I'm gonna play the bone in there.It's always been cool and fun being able to work with Leonard Selva...one of the most impressive jazz guy I've met in penang.Anyway gonna have to wait quite a while before the fruit can be seen...hopefully its gonna work out great.It feels nice to being able to get back to jazz after all this while...&lt;br /&gt;Then after the jazz prac went for a botanical garden walk and a small hike there.gain back all the muscles that has been loss for the pass three months.since my last visit there....whoa that was when I was training for Hikathon in April-Mei period.Just plain good outing, met the sprinting brain there i guess.heh.&lt;br /&gt;Theres always fun in these type of outings. no frills, no worries, rocker to rocker talks.music all the way.Talked to Jared a lot bout Avenged Sevenfold, shredders, Scars Of Life, life stuffs, how the old time has been, how all of us on the way growing up, possibilities of giving up everything and start the rock revelation and (shit!) how one day rock legends will die, i dun wanna name them, freaks me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hell after that went to Subaidah for some mamak stuffs, Horlick Ais and Teh Ais.Thrill of the day===&gt; Met Penang Chief Minister, Mr. Lim Guan Eng. He's cool in my opinion...I respect him for being so humble to be able to come down to a mamak outlet.Yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Music.No Life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-4843071289265036990?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4843071289265036990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=4843071289265036990&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/4843071289265036990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/4843071289265036990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/jazz-rock-sweat-mamak-cm-and-harlot.html' title='Jazz, Rock, Sweat, Mamak, CM and the Harlot'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-2176962680199196151</id><published>2008-08-17T14:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T12:33:05.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ixnay On The Hombre</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If people can see.If they just can see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost everybody in this world wants to be the Man.&lt;br /&gt;let me state before hand that&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; my perception of the Man/MAN has been largely influenced by Dewey Finn, Yngwie Malmsteen and from my own struggle to get the MANhood flag as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this excerpt may be quite humorous but there's a point that you can't deny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Give up, just quit, because in this life, you can't win. Yeah, you can try, but in the end you're just gonna lose, big time, because the world is run by the Man. The Man, oh, you don't know the Man. He's everywhere. In the White House... down the hall... Ms. Mullins, she's the Man. And the Man ruined the ozone, he's burning down the Amazon, and he kidnapped Shamu and put her in a chlorine tank! And there used to be a way to stick it to the Man. It was called rock 'n roll, but guess what, oh no, the Man ruined that, too, with a little thing called MTV! So don't waste your time trying to make anything cool or pure or awesome 'cause the Man is just gonna call you a fat washed up loser and crush your soul. So do yourselves a favor and just GIVE UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Dewey Finn in The School Of Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i partially agree with Dewey on what the Man does and the Man is everywhere, but i still think there's always a way to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stick it to the Man&lt;/span&gt; although you can't win Him. Dewey pointed out that &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;the Man is in the White House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;which is an indirect example of the state of the political warfare in the world nowadays. Everybody is trying to get the better of one another, who rules who, who obeys who, who leads, who's bigger, who's the Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also refers to Ms. Mullins which is the principal of the school Dewey is subbing at.Ms. Mullins is the Man because because she's the one who controls the school, setting up all the rules. Then&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;'the Man ruined the ozone, he's burning down the Amazon'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;projects the image of selfish people who ruins the world just for their own gain.Then there's the Shamu thing which I don't really understand. But you can make it out that it all comes down to the point that people are filled with their own pride, hunger for power, little bubble of ego, greed and selfishness.To be the Man, the disgraceful Man. How disgraceful it may be, he's still the Man, thats all people care for these days...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~To be or not to be~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the Man is sometimes used in a good context.Yes, its ambiguous. It can be used as a reference to someone who has done a great job. got that idea from Yngwie Malmsteen from G3 2003. for example, someone who has beaten everybody else by a big margin in a competition...then you can say "He's the MAN....".A great guitarist, you can call him the MAN, Malmsteen used it on Satch. Can be used on activist too, such as John Lennon,he's the MAN. It actually can be used on people who fight against the Man, the other type of Man. So when you're sticking it to the Man, you are the MAN.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SKfi10BJvSI/AAAAAAAAABM/QQWEK4XtH1U/s1600-h/c6b7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SKfi10BJvSI/AAAAAAAAABM/QQWEK4XtH1U/s320/c6b7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235402505965911330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;G3 2003 Satriani, Vai and Malmsteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SKfk5KGPOEI/AAAAAAAAABk/oeYf-4EWFso/s1600-h/john_lennon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SKfk5KGPOEI/AAAAAAAAABk/oeYf-4EWFso/s200/john_lennon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235404762455685186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The MAN who said peace could last forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;[Please note i've used 'the Man' for the lesser, disgraceful one. As for the standing ups, the ones who stick it to the Man,  I call them 'the MAN' - with capitals.for they are ass-kickers]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; As for my view along my life, I've seen the Man everywhere.People fighting for power, for properties, for what should be theirs according to them.people try to control another's life. sometimes it is as simple as some parents in the house, they do regard their children as their properties, afraid to let them explore because they are afraid of losing them.But some are great ones who let their children experience things for themselves, good or bad so that they can learn. But I trust most parents love their children.Parent do want to be the Man sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People do fight for love too. Sometimes people got so deep into the fight and competition and forget the real meaning of love. They dont mind although its forced, all that comes into mind is getting her, as a property.they'll be proud i guess, being the winner.People wants to be the Man, the Man who gets her.&lt;br /&gt;they forget that love needs no force...its the bonding of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, i'm gonna be the man, a MAN who stands on his own, waiting for his love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SKfmpyhJz0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Iv4bom0K6Wk/s1600-h/Me+and+Jan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SKfmpyhJz0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Iv4bom0K6Wk/s200/Me+and+Jan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235406697451343682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;~The whole of my heart~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-2176962680199196151?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2176962680199196151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=2176962680199196151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/2176962680199196151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/2176962680199196151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2008/08/ixnay-on-hombre.html' title='Ixnay On The Hombre'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SKfi10BJvSI/AAAAAAAAABM/QQWEK4XtH1U/s72-c/c6b7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-5531081504163660095</id><published>2008-06-10T12:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T13:02:24.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Syncopations</title><content type='html'>This marks the beginning of some diary style posts, which i am not really fond of.But i will write them anyway...just that they are gonna be rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Lets start with the period I got back to GSC. It was around the middle of May and I shitted myself can't believe it.When i quit from the place two months ago, for some reasons, I've taken something like an oath that i won't put a single unit of my cell into that office again...But then, I contradicted.Sigh&lt;br /&gt;but seriously i don't regret getting back there.gotta see some old staffs back and gotta know a whole new bunch of people - Janicia, Jason, Sherine and others.And better still i got back to the environment where i can talk a lot more than i used to. Bitching with customers which include men, women, hotties, macho muscles, babes, gays, lesbos, paedos, horny old men who come and kacau our BO babes  ...this is perhaps one of the best job to meet new and all types of peeps. Back to A LOT of my same old routine also....food court food, staff passes, verbal passes, scoping Auntie Lucy, CIOs and getting called Chuck and Larry along with Meng Jon.wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movin' On&lt;br /&gt;Rocked up me birthday bash.Jeesus is 18! another Christmas?felt like Santa...I'm not gonna elaborate bout it since Jared has written on that.&lt;a href="http://youareinmydream.blogspot.com/2008/06/15-may-i-touch-your-soul.html"&gt;Check that out&lt;/a&gt;. Wheen, you missed it...you better be back with my LTD or Ibanez.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And summore I'm riding now.As in real riding motorcycle.transforming to speeddevil-rempitman.Learn lots of stuff like controlling disc brakes, one-shot kick-guarantee- starts, pumping petrol...ohhh...more to life.riding is a lot of fun actually.Its just you and the wind, nothing in between.I Am The Highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...shit.I'm in Disted-Stamford College since the 16th of June, the PigDog Lair. I swear that lots of them are acting as if they are the greatest lala tukaos in the world, loads of em in the business studies course.Never mind though, because this  will only make me  feel more like God, more believing in that I'm really Jeesus, a rocker ready to exorcise each and everyone of this specie. Felt like Constantine, wanna pump their faces with holy water loaded shells and 'tabuk' them with cross engraved metal knuckles.&lt;br /&gt;But I am appreciative that that my SAM course got none of these, saved my life.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the college is an okay place i'll say, the library is great, the lecturers are good, so good that they can put you to sleep with only their words.I can't do that. The only thing that drag the place down is some of the students, as I've mentioned, Lalas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aih, I don't want to make this post long. Not that even I can, I'm studying day and working night, what hell time do I get to even do a blog post, even guitar time is significantly decreased.No pictures and stuffs to stimulate the senses, hopefully the music is more than enough.The best way to convey a feeling if you cant express it.Music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit Post.In the Shittest of Time. i need time donation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've used a lot of 'shit'.seriously getting into my vocab. serious shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who? The MAN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-5531081504163660095?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5531081504163660095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=5531081504163660095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/5531081504163660095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/5531081504163660095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-marks-beginning-of-some-diary.html' title='Syncopations'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-3115467463538220979</id><published>2008-05-27T00:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T19:36:39.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Overdose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Updated 29/5/2008 7.28 P.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In this post, nobody gets credited as Datuk, Tun, Tan Sri or whatever extra surname. I strictly believe in all man are created equal.nobody gets an extra piece of shit and nobody got less either.ISA will do the right stuff, they ain't gonna bust people with thoughts to share.&lt;br /&gt;just push your fingers into your eyes if you don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I've got is insane~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on music appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;During this period of working/slaving to earn enough dough for an electric guitar, coupled with some shortages, music is my sanctuary that keeps me from being absorbed into the mundane world.Lots of stuffs coming in - Mustaine throats, Morello effects, J-rockers, Bach and the baroque gang, metal cellos, the newage Bach- Jason Becker, Kevin Kern, Nobuo Uematsu, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you for saving me from the monsters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I wanna talk about political expressions in music.&lt;br /&gt;If you did rip through the news these few days, you'll know that Mahathir has quited  UMNO,  Karpal  Singh  firing others and gets an assassination threat, ppl are going against the PM, disputes over some stupid rocks off Singapore solved and more interesting stuffs like Lim Guan Eng taking economy class flight and eating char koay teow at New World Park which is very humble of him. I'm firmly sat on the gate between the Government and Opposition, both seriously got their own positive and negative buffs. Although i think its humble of the Penang CM to do what he did, it does not sum up my stance in politics.Its just a matter of human quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. The first phrase or clause[forgotten my grammar] that comes into my mind when I' m thinking, reading or people talking about these politicians - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bulls On Parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;That's a title of a song from Rage Against The Machine focusing on the States 'indulgences' in war.I can't really make out the full meaning of the song, just got it a few days ago but from the lyrics i think its more to criticising politics and the war-based industries - typically arms and weapons.Just like Stark Industries in the Iron Man storyline. They were talking about how people are fed with fear of death, tricked into believing in terrorists are coming to kill them, how the industries persuade the government into using military action and why did the government resort to war when peace would work. So finally, the arms industries will get the better of mankind as while they profit, people got killed and all the aggression.So from my point of view RATM is putting a point on why do we have to succumb to these government agendas and also an anti-war message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the song's got a really innovative guitar solo, check it out. courtesy of Tom Morello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, though i don't think the song meaning's got anything to do with our politics scenes as we're not into war yet and Heckler &amp;amp; Koch's share ain't  Malaysia's main income, I just had this feeling of connecting the words, Bulls On Parade to politicians.maybe because the words rhyme with Politicians On Masquerade, which i just came across and express as these ppl are sometimes pretentious, you'll never know what's behind their teeth and smiles. You can't trust every piece of shit they say as most of them are 'all talk, no cock'. As you can see from the past elections, why do they need campaigning during the period?come market shake hands with people and all that.but when the election period is over, where are they? bet you'll never see them till the next round. And as you can also see, they are just no goodies...when they lose their seats, they create some big fuss and says that Malaysia is no longer united as people are supporting different parties.[i'm using 'they' to describe politicians and parties so that my neutral stance remains]But ain't that suppose to happen?we are a democratic country, ain't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i got a few dreams on these shits too, dunno why.A peculiar one is I'm in a Warcraft tower defense map and i see there were two towers attacking each other, one with Abdullah's  head and another with Mahathir's.way damn funny, laugh out loud.This is an obvious influence of too much cc outings and the current headlines. and I was a hero in the dream, forgotten who...but could have been either a Tauren Chieftain or Blademaster.there were other towers along the borders and I'm hacking all of them down all the way. a sign of anti-politics?pro-peace?but i'm using agression.....Jared the Dream Guardian, decipher it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen,I present to you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bulls On Parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-58-36lSqG4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-58-36lSqG4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe after 50 years, finally democracy is working in Malaysia.maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tributes and salutes to musicians who projects political, peace, anti-war and activist messages through their works.there are too many but mainly, Rage Against The Machine, Megadeth, System Of A Down and Bob Marley.Come lets share more of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Is Selling, So Lets Buy 'Em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-3115467463538220979?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3115467463538220979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=3115467463538220979&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/3115467463538220979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/3115467463538220979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/music-overdose.html' title='Music Overdose'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-5353569298397102533</id><published>2008-05-09T15:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T15:28:21.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Play. Let's Support. Let's Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music. the best form of art, language, hobby that i have discovered in this world. I'm just so overwhelmed by how much music can express and conform to anything without words. it is indeed a language itself. Its the bridge that connects the life and the soul. It can be a stairway to heaven or even a highway to hell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm writing this post with the accompaniment of pieces by Kevin Kern [thanks for the intro at Borders, Wheen]. This man is a virtuoso on the piano despite that he is partially blind, playing mostly new age music...yes, awesome stuffs, i can really feel the music engulfing the heart and i'll have goosebumps all over.the best feeling attained when listening to instrumentals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back. I'm 18 this year and don't think that i have listened enough. And lately I've been wondering if i play all the good music in this world back to back non-stop, will I finish enjoying them before i die...not likely, i came up with. so the best a person can do is to rip and get the best of the best before its too late. In fact, for me, I love music too much to just sit and listen...like many others, i have to get up and play, and create, and contribute to the scenes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it clear, I've gotta say I'm a fan of all types of good music, be it pop, rock, classical or metal. but I'm particularly interested in music with lots of guitars and drums...you know, band kind of music.there's really no need to segregate them into genres and all that, music is music as it is. all the genre words are just adjectives to classify them, not type or meaning. Two group of music i wanna discuss here are the Classical and the Metal...many compare them as the furthest possibilities that happened in music; classical is above in the heaven and metal is way below hell, they say.&lt;br /&gt;But if you analyze carefully both have lots of similarities.&lt;br /&gt;Both have great fans. after a few hundred years, people still listen to classical&lt;br /&gt;Both love great musicians. people love composers and guitar virtuosos&lt;br /&gt;Both got a lot of technicalities. the musicians are seriously well trained&lt;br /&gt;Both kind of music are not created for commercial values.its the musicians expressing themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give my utmost respect to musicians who had crossed both of this impossible genres into their works.mostly given new adjectives again - neo-classical, symphonic metal, etc. the one i see clearly is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yngwie Malmsteen&lt;/span&gt; - yeah, now he's the man. also to Paul Gilbert, Jason Becker and a lot more guitarist names I'll never finish mentioning. and a particular band too, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stratovarius&lt;/span&gt;. you can see from its name formed from the rock guitar Stratocaster and classical violin Stradivarius, hence Stratovarius.they play classical influenced metal and a lot more bands do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most radio music nowadays are mostly seriously overrated. if you look at the chart toppers, mostly are hip hop and rap and related kind of music. I'm not a genre-ist okay, I still think Eminem is the best rapper in the world. back few years ago radios are filled with really awesome stuffs, but now mostly are conquered by sounds, not music. as if they are currently the best music in the world...wtf Top 40 and all that. they are not real...u can listen from the fake drum beats, they are created on mixers by producers, studio people.no effort taken by the musicians to express themselves...lots of them are just for publicity and commercials sake.exploited.cash cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these assholes are blocking the real talents from getting an audience.the ones that really deserve the radio plays are in the unknown. and I think thats what sprouted the DIY/Indie scenes.Musicians are just tired of record labels controlling and exploiting music...they freakin control the length of songs, amount of vulgarity and expressions. shit them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Besides, talking about music scenes, i felt that our local scenes lack support for each other. The people on top don't support the people below because they are afraid they will be more successful than them.and people below doesn't want to support people above because they think they are cocky and overrated.so that's how its flowing now, people on top are degrading because of lack of support and people below can't go to the top. - &lt;/span&gt;thats briefly quoted from Kelvyn Yeang which i very much agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support all type of music.&lt;br /&gt;Support the local music scene.&lt;br /&gt;Let's make a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if i have contradicted with anything, I'm just spontaneously opinionated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-5353569298397102533?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5353569298397102533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=5353569298397102533&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/5353569298397102533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/5353569298397102533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/lets-play-lets-support-lets-experience.html' title='Let&apos;s Play. Let&apos;s Support. Let&apos;s Experience'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-1751247030302218768</id><published>2008-04-27T21:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T02:13:07.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Casual Talk</title><content type='html'>The week just passed was a cruncher. spent 4 of the days idling out at Gurney [real lepak stuff] but did some beneficial things too. the main aim is actually to find a job. I'm rotting everyday like that at home....seriously, since i stopped GSC at the end of march.since then I've had a 2 months 'vacation'......hah,thats more than the December break already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while killing time, i did watch 3 movies in the cinema, all of them about war plus Hannibal Rising at home.loads of blood in amount&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tower Records twice with Jared for him to get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pantera's Reinventing Hell&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Led Zeppelin's Mothership&lt;/span&gt;. AND amazingly, Miss. Natalie, the main storekeeper still remembers me after 4 months. i actually got interviewed by her for a job vacancy application in December last year.heh. i didnt get the job...so, hey...screw it.i did not went into Tower's for the next 4 months....but then when we were about to leave on one of last week's visit, she recognized me. so did some casual talk...and maybe i can get to work there in June!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-will always be remembered for branding Guns N' Roses punk-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job hunt with Jon didn't went smoothly though.full of decisions, most of the time indecisive and decisions are left undecided.I almost landed myself working in GSC again.hell...&lt;br /&gt;I did applied for a music shop job but they gave no reply....so I'll just let it be. it would have been nice if were to get it, could spend time learning about guitar technicalities, learn from the ppl there, more music knowledge. speaking about knowledge, did went through some basic music theory lessons online &lt;a href="http://www.musictheory.net/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. It's better late than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, loading up the stomach is also the main event.&lt;br /&gt;this week i am most satisfied with nasi briyani and ayam kurma at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Restoran Tajudin Hussain somewhere near Queen's Street&lt;/span&gt;. the stuffs there seriously damn power. i had it for lunch and during dinner, i'm already craving for it.might got fixed with cocaine or something...another good recommendation is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Line Clear Nasi Kandar off Penang Road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent quite a few times at mamak outlets and kopitiams. True Malaysians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these indulgences and money spent, the sad fact is that I still got no job......ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;The songs in the Music Playlist will always be replaced with newer ones. so music related to posts might be missing.I'm sure you are able to get em if you're really interested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Post on music coming up next.Stay tuned.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musictheory.net/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-1751247030302218768?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1751247030302218768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=1751247030302218768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/1751247030302218768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/1751247030302218768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/week-just-passed-was-cruncher.html' title='Casual Talk'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-3090610653980714112</id><published>2008-04-17T12:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T12:12:15.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU MUM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Please Play the song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I Love My Parents - Buckethead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; available in the sidebar as accompaniment for this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently someone poses as my mum in the cbox by the side[or is it really you mum?]. This really gives a deep impact to my thoughts....i've been thinking a lot about mum this few days.&lt;br /&gt;It comes to me that I've always been close to mum since i was.....born?.yeah.a real mummy's boy. reminisced a lot about all  the sweet time spent with her, all the outings, shoppings, fetchings from school and tuitions, McDs, Gurneys and more. yeah, do have gurney outings with mum.weird?No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You emo craps out there.....please, it ain't a shame to go out with your parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And come i want to share some stuff with you people out there.this is an article wrote by my mum back in 1993 about motherhood. man, i was still sucking thumb then i think. I managed to dig it up from piles of history. this was written for her Nursing School Newsletter and the title is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mum's Vantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUM'S VANTAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 THRILLS OF MOTHERHOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has changed a lot ever since my children came along.More exciting you may say.Here are 5 [of many] thrilling things that have happened to me since i became a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I get to go to Macdonalds and KFC often.&lt;br /&gt;I dont really like the food and could never stand the place but now i jump with joy when my kids want to go there for food.It doesn't matter if they have only a limited menu, my kids order only happy meals, anyway.Fancy having one myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I get to go to toys dept in shopping centers.&lt;br /&gt;I could spend a whole morning there trying out the tricycles, pulling strings on talking dolls and persuading my three year old son that he really needs the Lego set rather then the ninja turtle which can only turn it's arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I get to stay up late into the night.&lt;br /&gt;Like my children, I had always wanted to stay up late into the night as a child. Now as a mother, I have no choice but to stay up all night because my children don't want to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I get to play with Lego and my little ponies.&lt;br /&gt;These toys were non-existent when I was a child.  Even if they weren't, my parents would not have been able to afford to buy them for me. Well, I guess it is never too late to have a happy childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have learnt to speak a new language.&lt;br /&gt;the language which comprises mainly of euphemisms like 'ta-ta', 'poo-poo' and 'wee-wee'.  Don't tell me you learnt it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having fun and joy becoming a mother. What about you?&lt;br /&gt;Mother to be, be prepared to experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay, so here it is. written 15 years ago and now its here. Once again please, you people out there, shower your parents with love. No matter what it is, an argument or misunderstanding, remember every mother loves her child to the fullest. Don't just break the bond over something stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now go and embrace mum or dad while you still can. I'm sad to say this but as every second past, you are constantly nearer to losing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU MUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-3090610653980714112?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3090610653980714112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=3090610653980714112&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/3090610653980714112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/3090610653980714112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-you-mum.html' title='I LOVE YOU MUM'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-167196320245393460</id><published>2008-04-16T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T11:05:41.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORLD.I PASSED</title><content type='html'>i relinquish the fact that i don't need to return to Mutiara for eons to come. i passed my bike today by the skin of my tester's teeth.&lt;br /&gt;seriously...i got 8.27 seconds on the 'titi' which i'm suppose to be on for more than 7.0 seconds.man, just a mere 1.27 second cushion thanks to some last minute braking.ahh...now when i think back...yes, it's hell there.actually this is already my second time doing the bike JPJ test.the first time i failed....so i gotta pay 30 bucks to take it again and yeah, you guessed it right i failed the 'titi' the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two weeks earlier, I've passed the car test which is a smooth ride for me.its so weird that i appear to be able to handle four wheels better than two. while driving on that day, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Unforgiven II by Metallica&lt;/span&gt; lingers in my cerebral cortex. from the too much listening the day before i guess....but it fitted nicely.i would have grinded the tester's balls if he had asked me to turun kereta.while this morning, during the bike test the music of the day is &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Kodou by Dir En Grey&lt;/span&gt;. I've put this two songs up at the sidebar with imeem. imeem is so gay but sorry i couldn't find better ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Listen to Kodou full till when the throat cracking roar comes in at 2.30&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;only some will get pleasure from it...just enjoy.thats the scream when i passed=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to the driving stuff.&lt;br /&gt;honestly learning to drive and ride were not pleasant experiences for me. Lots of time wasted[i started december 2007] because of lots of delays. you'll be waiting there for your turn to take the test.then when its your turn, they'll just fcking say "oh...sekarang masa makan tengah hari dan rehat".not only will the testers spend their time eating, after that they'll be slacking and smoke before they return to the track.&lt;br /&gt;TYPICAL MALAYSIAN ATTITUDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, after these gruesome tortures. you'll be granted your license.this is the good part.&lt;br /&gt;now i bet that all malaysians out there are careful on the streets not for the fear of death, but the fear of losing their licenses and have to brave through the driving school again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Updated 19/4/2008 - found something to replace imeem. its faster...so start ripping it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-167196320245393460?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/167196320245393460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=167196320245393460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/167196320245393460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/167196320245393460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/worldi-passed.html' title='WORLD.I PASSED'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-6013194230185711054</id><published>2008-04-09T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T11:48:31.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shitty spam robots</title><content type='html'>life returns to normal.on march 20 something, blogspot's brainless(indeed) spam robots marked this damn blog as a spam....freakin retard.&lt;br /&gt;then ask to request unlock review which takes a few thousand years..then when i revisited this blog,it says tht it is not yet unlocked.what the hell??even shittier i waited for two weeks and they give me this crap again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;but i forgive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so it was ignored.the original address of this page is as seen in your address bar minus the dashes~&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tht explained why i wrote in the previous post-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;the actual time and date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but there are more to come on stuffs in the past two weeks&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Later&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW,NOW-updated 11/4/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a day after i wrote this post.tht original suddenly unlocked&lt;br /&gt;so i change back the address to www.peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;so tag it there or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-6013194230185711054?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6013194230185711054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4337884790560648896&amp;postID=6013194230185711054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/6013194230185711054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4337884790560648896/posts/default/6013194230185711054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/shitty-spam-robots.html' title='shitty spam robots'/><author><name>hooi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505814917689779825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VCAM8d8GQ8/SLD0dTxyuJI/AAAAAAAAACE/QlC27qQOuLw/S220/scan01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4337884790560648896.post-3455677546469608105</id><published>2008-04-09T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:48:57.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The coming of age</title><content type='html'>ok, so i'm into blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;man, i used to think dat  blogging are for those with too much time to spare...yeah brains do evolve.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully doesn't take up much of my guitar time....since i'm waiting for my intake in june,yeah quite a lot of time to kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all u junkies out there,this might be the only channel where u can get connected to my thoughts...evendat not totally.brain TO fingers TO blog TO you....so lag of stuffs is always possible.&lt;br /&gt;not many people know this brain wit thoughts of mine...try to siphon as much from this channel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh....jus cut the crap.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let the game begin~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;actual date and time&gt;&gt; 22/3/2008, 7.43 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4337884790560648896-3455677546469608105?l=peaceloverocksoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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