<?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-8532067124670501564</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:15:14.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shalin is a FREAKO</title><subtitle type='html'>Who is this Shalin actually? What is she like? Does she have an attitude? Why does she call herself FREAKO?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shalin FREAKO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577381794887019708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8532067124670501564.post-8301036076700785772</id><published>2007-12-10T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T17:27:55.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplicity</title><content type='html'>Simplicity is the property, condition, or quality of being simple or un-combined. It often denotes  purity or clarity. Simple things are usually easier to explain and understand than complicated ones. Simplicity can mean freedom from hardship, effort or confusion. It may also refer to a s&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;imple&lt;/span&gt; living lifestyle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8532067124670501564-8301036076700785772?l=ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/8301036076700785772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/8301036076700785772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com/2007/12/simplicity.html' title='Simplicity'/><author><name>shalin FREAKO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577381794887019708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8532067124670501564.post-8578405247115283653</id><published>2007-11-05T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T17:30:52.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOthing interesting is happening these days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8532067124670501564-8578405247115283653?l=ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/8578405247115283653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/8578405247115283653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com/2007/11/nothing-interesting-is-happening-these.html' title=''/><author><name>shalin FREAKO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577381794887019708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8532067124670501564.post-2663822174974453657</id><published>2007-10-28T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T14:13:22.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Results are out... they're brilliant... and i am soo glad... never been this gay before... i have been successful in the promotion to sec 2 express... but the sad thing is... my application to become a councillor had been turn down... during the interview... i was so dumbfounded that i can't seem to answer any of the questions properly... i think that is why the teachers whom had interviewed me didn't think that i am ready to become a councillor... poor thing... never mind about that... at least i had gotten good results... i came in second in class... and fifth in the whole of sec 1 express in christ church secondary... amazing... for me cause its my greatest achievement so far... and then the next thing i knew... life goes on as it is meant to be...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8532067124670501564-2663822174974453657?l=ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/2663822174974453657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/2663822174974453657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com/2007/10/results-are-out.html' title=''/><author><name>shalin FREAKO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577381794887019708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8532067124670501564.post-7413794648166539629</id><published>2007-10-19T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T14:27:49.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its hari raya... muslims visit relatives from house to house... asking for forgiveness for all the wrongs that they had done... not only that... the advantage is... children get a collection of &lt;em&gt;duit raya! &lt;/em&gt;during this time... the muslims have the opportunity to catch up with friends and relatives too...&lt;br /&gt;But for me... I am just awaiting for the results of end-of-year examinations... fear is now overtaking me... creating unpleasant thoughts... Ahhh... fed-up lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8532067124670501564-7413794648166539629?l=ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/7413794648166539629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/7413794648166539629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-hari-raya.html' title=''/><author><name>shalin FREAKO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577381794887019708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8532067124670501564.post-6977366311640920660</id><published>2007-10-09T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T10:41:25.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Believe It's Over...</title><content type='html'>Oh... I just can't believe its over... Exams off the list... Results positioned at the top... How i hope i could have done better...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8532067124670501564-6977366311640920660?l=ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/6977366311640920660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/6977366311640920660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com/2007/10/cant-believe-its-over.html' title='Can&apos;t Believe It&apos;s Over...'/><author><name>shalin FREAKO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577381794887019708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8532067124670501564.post-7930930147214423001</id><published>2007-10-05T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T20:34:38.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After all you put me through&lt;br /&gt;You'd think I'd despise you&lt;br /&gt;But in the end&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you made me that much stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I, thought I knew you&lt;br /&gt;Thinking, that you were true&lt;br /&gt;I guess I, I couldn't trust&lt;br /&gt;Called your bluff, time is up&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've had enough&lt;br /&gt;You were, there by my side&lt;br /&gt;Always, down for the ride&lt;br /&gt;But your, joy ride just came down in flames&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your greed sold me out of shame, mmhmm&lt;br /&gt;After all of the stealing and cheating&lt;br /&gt;You probably think that I hold resentment for you&lt;br /&gt;But, uh uh, oh no, you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know just how capable I am to pull through&lt;br /&gt;So I wanna say thank you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it makes me that much stronger&lt;br /&gt;Makes me work a little bit harder&lt;br /&gt;It makes me that much wiser&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;Made me learn a little bit faster&lt;br /&gt;Made my skin a little bit thicker&lt;br /&gt;Makes me that much smarter&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohhhh, ohh-yeah ah uhhhuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never, saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;All of, your backstabbing&lt;br /&gt;Just so, you could cash in&lt;br /&gt;On a good thing before I realized your game&lt;br /&gt;I heard, you're going around&lt;br /&gt;Playing the victim now&lt;br /&gt;But don't, even begin&lt;br /&gt;Feeling I'm the one to blame&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you dug your own grave&lt;br /&gt;After all of the fights and the lies&lt;br /&gt;Yes you wanted to harm me but that won't work anymore&lt;br /&gt;Uh, no more, oh no, it's over&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if it wasn't for all of your torture&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know how to be this way now, and never back down&lt;br /&gt;So I wanna say thank you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it makes me that much stronger&lt;br /&gt;Makes me work a little bit harder&lt;br /&gt;Makes me that much wiser&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;Made me learn a little bit faster&lt;br /&gt;Made my skin a little bit thicker&lt;br /&gt;It makes me that much smarter&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;How could this man I thought I knew&lt;br /&gt;Turn out to be unjust so cruel&lt;br /&gt;Could only see the good in you&lt;br /&gt;Pretended not to see the truth&lt;br /&gt;You tried to hide your lies, disguise yourself&lt;br /&gt;Through living in denial&lt;br /&gt;But in the end you'll seeYOU-WON'T-STOP-ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a fighter and I&lt;br /&gt;I ain't goin' stop&lt;br /&gt;There is no turning back&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it makes me that much stronger&lt;br /&gt;Makes me work a little bit harder&lt;br /&gt;It makes me that much wiser&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;Made me learn a little bit faster&lt;br /&gt;Made my skin a little bit thicker&lt;br /&gt;Makes me that much smarter&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I would forget&lt;br /&gt;But I rememberI remember&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember, I'll remember&lt;br /&gt;Thought I would forget&lt;br /&gt;But I rememberI remember&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember, I'll remember&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it makes me that much stronger&lt;br /&gt;Makes me work a little bit harder&lt;br /&gt;It makes me that much wiser&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;Made me learn a little bit faster&lt;br /&gt;Made my skin a little bit thicker&lt;br /&gt;Makes me that much smarter&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8532067124670501564-7930930147214423001?l=ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/7930930147214423001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/7930930147214423001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com/2007/10/after-all-you-put-me-through-youd-think.html' title=''/><author><name>shalin FREAKO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577381794887019708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8532067124670501564.post-8650925152784012250</id><published>2007-10-02T13:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T13:40:06.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EXAMS finally Here!!! Yeah! I just love exams... So Called...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8532067124670501564-8650925152784012250?l=ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/8650925152784012250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/8650925152784012250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com/2007/10/exams-finally-here-yeah-i-just-love.html' title=''/><author><name>shalin FREAKO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577381794887019708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8532067124670501564.post-5432880086964366510</id><published>2007-09-26T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T15:07:09.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm gonna make you bend and break&lt;br /&gt;(It sends you to me without wait)&lt;br /&gt;Say a prayer but let the good times roll&lt;br /&gt;In case God doesn't show&lt;br /&gt;(Let the good times roll, let the good times roll)&lt;br /&gt;And I want these words to make things right&lt;br /&gt;But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life&lt;br /&gt;"Who does he think he is?"&lt;br /&gt;If that's the worst you got&lt;br /&gt;Better put your fingers back to the keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been looking forward to the future&lt;br /&gt;But my eyesight is going bad&lt;br /&gt;And this crystal ball&lt;br /&gt;It's always cloudy except for&lt;br /&gt;When you look into the past&lt;br /&gt;(look into the past)&lt;br /&gt;One night stand&lt;br /&gt;(one night stand off)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8532067124670501564-5432880086964366510?l=ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/5432880086964366510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/5432880086964366510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-gonna-make-you-bend-and-break-it.html' title=''/><author><name>shalin FREAKO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577381794887019708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8532067124670501564.post-4972291411381307656</id><published>2007-09-26T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T14:56:47.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pLHldd81PM0/RvoCpm5mW2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/wutRKb6TnDI/s1600-h/723908202m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114403240672648034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pLHldd81PM0/RvoCpm5mW2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/wutRKb6TnDI/s320/723908202m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe it's over &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched the whole thing fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i never saw the writing that was on the wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i only knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The days were slipping past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That the good things never last&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That you were crying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer turned to winter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the snow it turned to rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the rain turned into tears upon your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hardly recognized the girl you are today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And god i hope it's not too late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not too late'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause you are not alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm always there with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we'll get lost together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till the light comes pouring through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause when you feel like you're done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the darkness has won&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Babe, you're not lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When your world's crashing down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you can't bear the thought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said, babe, you're not lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life can show no mercy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It can tear your soul apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It can make you feel like you've gone crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you're not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though things have seemed to change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's one thing that's still the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my heart you have remained&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we can fly fly fly away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause you are not alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i am there with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we'll get lost together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till the light comes pouring through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause when you feel like you're done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the darkness has won&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Babe, you're not lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the world's crashing down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you can not bear the thought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said, baby, you're not lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8532067124670501564-4972291411381307656?l=ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/4972291411381307656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/4972291411381307656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com/2007/09/lost.html' title='LOST'/><author><name>shalin FREAKO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577381794887019708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pLHldd81PM0/RvoCpm5mW2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/wutRKb6TnDI/s72-c/723908202m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8532067124670501564.post-2332571687551509865</id><published>2007-09-24T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T16:09:47.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pLHldd81PM0/Rvdwu25mW1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Wod69KkJTXA/s1600-h/images2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113679852215884626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pLHldd81PM0/Rvdwu25mW1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Wod69KkJTXA/s320/images2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far life is moving the way it is meant to be... except for the fact that... Its been a long time since I played bowling... According to my calculations... I did not bowl for a week... This is so frustrating... I can't bear the temptation... You can say that, 'why didn't you go bowl yourself?' But actually... it is due to financial problem... You see... I can't be asking my mum or anybody else for money... I have to earn the money myself in order to have what i want... Well... Till now... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8532067124670501564-2332571687551509865?l=ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/2332571687551509865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/2332571687551509865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-far-life-is-moving-way-it-is-meant.html' title=''/><author><name>shalin FREAKO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577381794887019708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pLHldd81PM0/Rvdwu25mW1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Wod69KkJTXA/s72-c/images2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8532067124670501564.post-2152632107902603156</id><published>2007-09-21T14:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T14:49:30.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARTISTIC VALUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pLHldd81PM0/RvNnWW5mWzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/gPoDO5_OtVQ/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112543635797596978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="98" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pLHldd81PM0/RvNnWW5mWzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/gPoDO5_OtVQ/s320/3.jpg" width="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pLHldd81PM0/RvNjx25mWyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kNQf4lEG8MY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112539710197488418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pLHldd81PM0/RvNjx25mWyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kNQf4lEG8MY/s320/1.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had always love art... Graffiti especially... i had never tried it before with the real materials such as spray paint and all that... but i really am engrossed drawing it... once i started on it... i won't stop... one thing about graffiti is that ... i could express my feelings... when i am angry... i design firey red drawings... during the happy times... i had all my designs green and blue... which are my cheerful colours...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;painting... i always get mesmerized by the beauty of batik painting... traditional art is sometimes beter than modern art... in my view... of course... the prolific language described through paintings... making me more inspired at every masterpiece i view...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to be honest... i am the sentimental type of person who is &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'berhati perut'&lt;/span&gt; unlike others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8532067124670501564-2152632107902603156?l=ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/2152632107902603156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/2152632107902603156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com/2007/09/artistic-value.html' title='ARTISTIC VALUE'/><author><name>shalin FREAKO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577381794887019708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pLHldd81PM0/RvNnWW5mWzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/gPoDO5_OtVQ/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8532067124670501564.post-7966817915276932296</id><published>2007-09-19T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T15:32:35.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pLHldd81PM0/RvDP3VZafYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/odnEsntCEJQ/s1600-h/1_605740969m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111814126609005954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pLHldd81PM0/RvDP3VZafYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/odnEsntCEJQ/s320/1_605740969m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Freak!!! Damn stressed nowadays... There seem to be mounts of them... homework i mean... i just can't concentrate on studies... but when it comes to playing... i am no. 1... Especially bowling... recently... I'd score a total of 173 points... that's my first ever highest score above 170... congrats to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am such a lazy freako... Never thought of studying... no wonder i am stupid... STUPID!&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/8532067124670501564-7966817915276932296?l=ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/7966817915276932296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/7966817915276932296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com/2007/09/freak-damn-stressed-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>shalin FREAKO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577381794887019708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pLHldd81PM0/RvDP3VZafYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/odnEsntCEJQ/s72-c/1_605740969m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8532067124670501564.post-6349389374840038217</id><published>2007-09-14T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T14:51:34.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-it's such a simple day&lt;br /&gt;-but feeling very moody due to the fact that i caught a flu&lt;br /&gt;-it have been a week since i got it&lt;br /&gt;-its damn boring during mother tongue lesson&lt;br /&gt;-mdm rahimah was absent and will be for the rest of next week&lt;br /&gt;-totally feverish during home econs class&lt;br /&gt;-making me unable to focus&lt;br /&gt;-can't believe the exams is just  two weeks away from now&lt;br /&gt;-extremely stressed with fasting... revision... homework&lt;br /&gt;-don't have time to surf the internet often nowadays&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8532067124670501564-6349389374840038217?l=ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/6349389374840038217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/6349389374840038217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-such-simple-day-but-feeling-very.html' title=''/><author><name>shalin FREAKO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577381794887019708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8532067124670501564.post-8968534690997733047</id><published>2007-09-12T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T15:43:30.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freako?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yeah... you got that right... FREAKO... I call myself as so due to my habit of addressing people as freako... If I am not wrong that word have been one of my favourites since my friend... a close friend... started calling people as MORON or better f****** MORON... as expected, it was her favourite word or should I say phrase... I followed her example... I found a good word but... Not as good as hers... I don't usually say rude words... Therefore, I found a simple but nice word which is freako... To me it means something like DIMBO or DUMMY... But since every individuals have their own opinion... I don't mind what people think of it as long as I am comfortable with it... So freakos... no matter where you are... I am always with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8532067124670501564-8968534690997733047?l=ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/8968534690997733047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/8968534690997733047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com/2007/09/freako.html' title='Freako?'/><author><name>shalin FREAKO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577381794887019708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8532067124670501564.post-2611135123540896746</id><published>2007-09-12T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T16:19:48.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is Shalin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pLHldd81PM0/Ruefhx4yBBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SGY44Fe4bhg/s1600-h/1_201033330m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109227704951112722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pLHldd81PM0/Ruefhx4yBBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SGY44Fe4bhg/s320/1_201033330m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Shalin&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is... Well, what I know about her is that... she is a girl, and that's for sure... But the last thing on her list is &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;girlish stuff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she loves green even though people dislike it... She is currently adapting to an environment in Christ Church Secondary School... But before that, a student from Marsiling Primary School... bowling is her thing.. nothing can take her mind off bowling... her appearance... well, she is kinda fat but could say cheeky... She put on green specs... what big eyes and small nose she have... all those attached to a pimpled surface... next, her character... She absolutely have no negative attitude but... A big BUT... Her temper is off the hook whenever some FREAKO get on her nerves... especially... that is out of the question... now, moving on... she got the nerdy character in her... but hey, she is damn stupid... I don't mean stupid that she can't even spell... It's just that her education is not that high, you see... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay thats it... I don't want to continue... I can't believe I had just betrayed my dearest friend... Will she ever forgive me???&lt;/span&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/8532067124670501564-2611135123540896746?l=ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/2611135123540896746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8532067124670501564/posts/default/2611135123540896746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ans-shalinfreako.blogspot.com/2007/09/who-is-shalin.html' title='Who is Shalin?'/><author><name>shalin FREAKO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00577381794887019708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pLHldd81PM0/Ruefhx4yBBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SGY44Fe4bhg/s72-c/1_201033330m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
