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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-08ftVwYTXJk/T5u0O8xdIlI/AAAAAAAAIvM/GCah16zS1ks/s1600/Barcelona+players+throw+Pep+Guardiola+in+the+air+after+their+2011+Champions+League+win.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-08ftVwYTXJk/T5u0O8xdIlI/AAAAAAAAIvM/GCah16zS1ks/s640/Barcelona+players+throw+Pep+Guardiola+in+the+air+after+their+2011+Champions+League+win.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;3 La Liga titles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 Champions League trophies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 Club World Championships&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;3 Spanish Super Cups&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 UEFA Super Cups&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;1 Copa del Rey&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fifa Ballon d'Or Best Coach 2011-2012&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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......and all in just 4 years!&lt;br /&gt;
Not the 'Special One'......but &lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;The &lt;i&gt;Greatest One!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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You will be sorely missed!&lt;br /&gt;
Hurry home....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ser del Barça és el millor que hi ha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Tall tales from a vertically challenged woman....for those who can't get enough of women ranting and raving!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31010526-1690082014806874930?l=sabyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BoobyRants/~4/didW6D8wOYM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sabyj.blogspot.com/feeds/1690082014806874930/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31010526&amp;postID=1690082014806874930" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/1690082014806874930?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/1690082014806874930?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BoobyRants/~3/didW6D8wOYM/pep-guardiola-unrivaled.html" title="Pep Guardiola : Unrivaled" /><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04662534777630349095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/S4KV1BRy8MI/AAAAAAAAIFY/IZ7M7p3GMyc/S220/tt.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-08ftVwYTXJk/T5u0O8xdIlI/AAAAAAAAIvM/GCah16zS1ks/s72-c/Barcelona+players+throw+Pep+Guardiola+in+the+air+after+their+2011+Champions+League+win.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sabyj.blogspot.com/2012/04/pep-guardiola-unrivaled.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYCQH8zeip7ImA9WhVXGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31010526.post-6663489793017331988</id><published>2012-04-19T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-04-19T17:02:41.182+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-19T17:02:41.182+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings/Thoughts/Reflection" /><title>The Convocation</title><content type="html">So my convocation is this weekend and i have decided not to go. My friends, lecturers and family members are upset by my decision but i am actually happy or rather indifferent about it&lt;br /&gt;
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During my undergrad, it was of course such a big deal, with it being the first time i was attending a convocation and all. And then when you come out you have your friends, juniors, seniors and family members all waiting to give you bouquets of roses, wonderful presents and take pictures with you. I mean you really feel like a total rock star!&lt;br /&gt;
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But truth be told, the ceremony itself is boring as arse and a total snoozefest! We don't have anyone giving any inspiring speeches or anything (&lt;i&gt;probably because we don't have any inspiring people here to begin with!&lt;/i&gt;). Just straight to the scroll presentation. Oh and before that is of course the drama of getting ready and trying to put the damn robe on...i swear there is a specific skill to this! And you have to rush through the bloody traffic jam outside &lt;i&gt;and inside&lt;/i&gt; campus just to make sure you are there on time or the little napoleon's won't let you into the hall. Meanwhile you also have to make sure your parents are taken to the hall in one peace!&lt;br /&gt;
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So do i really want to go through all that again??&lt;br /&gt;
Hell no!&lt;br /&gt;
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The fact of the matter is, i just don't see what the big deal is. I hate the fact that my parents have a picture of me in my undergrad convo gown hung on the wall.....i think it's just soo boastful and so typically Indian, as if trying to tell the world of their children's achievements. Although to give credit to my parents, well my mum at least, she never boasts about her children like most other typical Indians would do (&lt;i&gt;"My son is doing medicine you know"&lt;/i&gt;.....&lt;i&gt;"My daughter is studying in blah blah fucking blah....that is an Ivy League University you know"&lt;/i&gt;....all said with the same arrogance).&lt;br /&gt;
So yeah.....i don't want another picture on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am very very grateful to all my friends, lecturers, family members and little angels along the way who helped me along this very difficult and trying journey. And&amp;nbsp;I am proud of myself for everything i have been through and for having come this far despite all the numerous obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;
But let's just leave it at that.......I already feel like a rockstar :)&lt;br /&gt;
Just give me the roses and my presents :))&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Tall tales from a vertically challenged woman....for those who can't get enough of women ranting and raving!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31010526-6663489793017331988?l=sabyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BoobyRants/~4/6TT-wktEYkE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sabyj.blogspot.com/feeds/6663489793017331988/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31010526&amp;postID=6663489793017331988" title="20 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/6663489793017331988?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/6663489793017331988?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BoobyRants/~3/6TT-wktEYkE/convocation.html" title="The Convocation" /><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04662534777630349095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/S4KV1BRy8MI/AAAAAAAAIFY/IZ7M7p3GMyc/S220/tt.jpg" /></author><thr:total>20</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sabyj.blogspot.com/2012/04/convocation.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8CQ3Y4fCp7ImA9WhVXFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31010526.post-7479073423155062081</id><published>2012-04-17T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-04-17T15:31:02.834+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-17T15:31:02.834+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Celebrities" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Women" /><title>Going Commando</title><content type="html">So &lt;b&gt;Miley Cyrus&lt;/b&gt; is the latest celeb caught flashing her &lt;a href="http://www.hollywoodlife.com/2012/04/07/miley-cyrus-no-underwear-vagina-photo/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;cha cha at the paps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....following in the footsteps of &lt;b&gt;Britney&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Lindsay&lt;/b&gt; and a slew of lesser known D-list celebs.&lt;br /&gt;
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While there may be some who flash on purpose just to get some press (all press is good press and all that...), i think they are those who are just innocent 'victims' here.&lt;br /&gt;
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I mean i myself have been almost guilty of such a thing! Not of flashing people, but 'almost' going out without any panties on. When i'm dressing up for a night out, i usually try on several tops and bottoms in the nude before i make my choice. This is usually because the type of underwear i put on would be&amp;nbsp;dependent&amp;nbsp;on the type of bottoms i have on....&lt;br /&gt;
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Low-slung jeans = hipster panties&lt;br /&gt;
Tight-fitting pants/skirt = g-string panties/ seamless panties&lt;br /&gt;
Hipster pants = hipster g-string/seamless panties&lt;br /&gt;
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Etc etc&lt;br /&gt;
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How i WISH we could just be like men and not care about VPL ( that's Visible Panty Line &lt;i&gt;dah-lings&lt;/i&gt;..) but alas our own sex would totally crucify us should we commit such a crime! Women really can be so catty when it comes to how another woman dresses up!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I am totally guilty of this as well by the way :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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And since i am more often than not in a rush trying to get ready, i've found myself, on&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;numerous&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;occasions, &amp;nbsp;halfway to the front gate when i suddenly&amp;nbsp;realize&amp;nbsp;that i don't in fact have any panties on!!! You might be wondering how i could possible not realize that my nether regions are not covered, but in my defense, most panties nowadays are so thin and made from the sheerest of fabrics that you feel like you're not wearing anything at all anyway!&lt;br /&gt;
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And then we come to the 'architecture' of the panties itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;While men may find this appealing, i say try wearing it for a few hours then see how you still feel about it. &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;My guess is they'll still find it appealing :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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G-strings, thongs, tangas etc etc....in no universe &lt;i&gt;(Narnia, Middle Earth and so on..)&lt;/i&gt; is it comfortable having a tight string stretched across your arse! So i don't blame these celebs for opting to go commando instead...... Heck give me the option and i would be running around commando all the time!&lt;br /&gt;
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So what I say is until you've literally walked a mile in a g-string, you really shouldn't judge :))&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Tall tales from a vertically challenged woman....for those who can't get enough of women ranting and raving!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31010526-7479073423155062081?l=sabyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BoobyRants/~4/6XwMFDtj3MQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sabyj.blogspot.com/feeds/7479073423155062081/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31010526&amp;postID=7479073423155062081" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/7479073423155062081?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/7479073423155062081?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BoobyRants/~3/6XwMFDtj3MQ/going-commando.html" title="Going Commando" /><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04662534777630349095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/S4KV1BRy8MI/AAAAAAAAIFY/IZ7M7p3GMyc/S220/tt.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8yM4RaOG1Y8/T40YyRdJAeI/AAAAAAAAIvE/O3ntsy4NZw0/s72-c/gstring.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sabyj.blogspot.com/2012/04/going-commando.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQBQHk5fSp7ImA9WhVVFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31010526.post-8168542902455653024</id><published>2012-04-15T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-05-08T16:05:51.725+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-08T16:05:51.725+08:00</app:edited><title>Book Drive++</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;During my recent trip to India, I was fortunate enough to be given an opportunity to visit an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Isha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Vidhya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;school, a&amp;nbsp;&lt;u style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;non-profit school&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;which is entirely volunteer based/run from the administration to the teaching staff. No religion is stressed in this school and the kids are taught in English. Only the poorest of the poor are allowed to enroll in the school, and in fact they actually have volunteers who go to each prospective student’s homes to ensure that they are really that poor (&lt;i style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;they actually have a checklist!).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;From what I learned, many kids in India drop-out of the mainstream education system because of financial constraints etc, resulting in them being unable to get good jobs and most just end up as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;labourers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;. But through Isha Vidhya schools, the kids have better job opportunities and are able to get out of their state of abject poverty. In fact the kids are even taught how to acclimatize themselves to being in a position of ‘privilege’, given their poor social and economic background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Most of the kids don’t even have slippers and resources are scarce as they depend solely on donations.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 20px;"&gt;The person who took us there told us a story of this family who were so very poor but decided to save all their money for the month just to buy&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;ONE&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;book for the library as they saw the benefit the school had on their child and wanted to make their own small contribution&lt;/span&gt;. He was practically in tears when he told us that story because in reality, that one book was&amp;nbsp;&lt;i style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;priceless&lt;/i&gt;! That story really resonated with me and got me thinking about having a book drive to collect books for their library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Which is where you guys come in&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Isha Vidhya has around 8 schools, at last count, and at the moment they are only able to accommodate children in&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;kindergarten and primary school levels&lt;/b&gt;. So I would&amp;nbsp;&lt;i style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;really really&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;appreciate it if you could donate the following items :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;BOOKS (New &amp;amp; Used)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;–&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 20px;"&gt;kindergarten &amp;amp; primary school level&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;1. Story books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;2. Story books&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;lots of pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;3. Science&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;books with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;colourful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;illustrations.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;4. Non-fiction books with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;colourful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;illustrations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;5. Books with&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;basic science experiments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;6. Books with&amp;nbsp;arts and crafts projects&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;CDs/DVDs (New &amp;amp; Used)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;–&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 20px;"&gt;kindergarten &amp;amp; primary school level&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;Computer material&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 20px;"&gt;focused on&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;basic English, math or science&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 20px;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;2. E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;ducational video DVDs&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 20px;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;3. Programs geared towards early language acquisition, like The Talking Letter Factory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;4. Programs with good nature or science imagery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;SCHOOL SUPPLIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;1. P&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 20px;"&gt;aints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;2. Markers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Coloured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;pencils&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;4. Crayons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;I am targeting&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;5000 books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I will be more than happy to come by and collect the stuff from you. If you would like to buy new books but don’t have the time to go and select the books, you can always get book vouchers and I will go and buy the books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;For those in Penang who would also like to contribute, I will be in&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;Penang&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;towards the &lt;b&gt;end of May&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;so I can collect it then. I should be able to fit 3-4 boxes in my car (&lt;i style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;Yes I am very optimistic! Lol!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;You can read more about Isha Vidhya here :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ishavidhya.org/" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; line-height: 17px;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4f81bd; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;http://www.ishavidhya.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4f81bd; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Please do forward to your family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I really really do appreciate this as this is a project that is very close to my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;With love and thanks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Sabrina Anne Jacob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Updates :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;22/4/2012 - So far i have collected 2000 books and RM1450. Please keep it coming! :))&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Tall tales from a vertically challenged woman....for those who can't get enough of women ranting and raving!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31010526-8168542902455653024?l=sabyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BoobyRants/~4/7EnN3Ov50aE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sabyj.blogspot.com/feeds/8168542902455653024/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31010526&amp;postID=8168542902455653024" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/8168542902455653024?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/8168542902455653024?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BoobyRants/~3/7EnN3Ov50aE/book-drive.html" title="Book Drive++" /><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04662534777630349095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/S4KV1BRy8MI/AAAAAAAAIFY/IZ7M7p3GMyc/S220/tt.jpg" /></author><thr:total>15</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sabyj.blogspot.com/2012/04/book-drive.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIDQns5eyp7ImA9WhRRF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31010526.post-6380458852609186280</id><published>2011-12-01T16:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T16:36:13.523+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-01T16:36:13.523+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Relationships/Dating/Sex" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings/Thoughts/Reflection" /><title>Operation "Get Booby Off Her Fat Arse"</title><content type="html">I don't know how or when it happened, but i've become extremely antisocial lately. My home, and more specifically my room......although if we're gonna talk about specifics then i'd really have to narrow it down to my red chair which has great ass space......has become my sanctuary. The place where i read my books, meditate, plot world domination, watch tv, have sexual fantasies (&lt;i&gt;yes, you don't ever want to sit in this chair!!!&lt;/i&gt;), play with my dog, have evil fantasies of all the people i can't stand (&lt;i&gt;i know it's bad but i love doing this!!!&lt;/i&gt;), etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;
So i simply can't bare to leave it. And even if i do, i am constantly longing to be right back in it.&lt;br /&gt;
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My antisocial behaviour first emerged when i started putting on so much weight and i was ashamed to be seen in public. As every chubby worth their double cheese burger would know, you somehow imagine that everyone is looking at you and secretly wondering what is the size of your arse, and if it got any bigger would it be considered another natural disaster! This paranoia is of course confirmed when you have morons who actually come up to you and comment that you've put on weight!!!&lt;br /&gt;
Words have not yet been invented to described such bastards so i will just call them rude, insensitive, uncultured fucking asswipes!&lt;br /&gt;
Doesn't quite do it justice, i know......&lt;br /&gt;
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But by the time i got comfortable with the weight and more specifically couldn't give a rat's arse about how i looked, my arse and the chair had somehow fused together to form this one cohesive blob of friendship! In fact it's&amp;nbsp;practically&amp;nbsp;my soulmate! I became blissfully comfortable in this sanctuary of mine and refused to leave it. I would often make lame-ass excuses all the time so that i wouldn't have to meet with friends - &lt;i&gt;i was sick, going out of the country, busy travelling, had another function&lt;/i&gt; etc etc (i don't wanna give away all the excuses since i still wanna use some of them....hee hee)&lt;br /&gt;
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If you've been on the receiving end of these excuses...well....i realize i should apologize, but frankly i just can't be arsed to do even that!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;See!&lt;/i&gt; Total antisocial tendencies!&lt;br /&gt;
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My close friends keep nagging me cos i don't bother going out anymore, but i'm &lt;u&gt;happy&lt;/u&gt;, and shouldn't that be the point?? My favouritte thing to do on a friday night is to curl up in my chair and read a good book. Then on weekends there's the EPL and La Liga to look forward to. But somehow even though i am happy living in my shell, i somehow have this nagging feeling that this kinda behaviour is not really right. But i can't figure out why i feel that way! Our social programming i guess&lt;br /&gt;
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But i suppose if i wanna get laid i actually have to leave my chair (unless i'm thinking of resorting to online matchmaking which i'm not desperate enough to do.....&lt;i&gt;just yet&lt;/i&gt;) and go out into the big bad world.&lt;br /&gt;
One &lt;i&gt;must&lt;/i&gt; always prioritize!&lt;br /&gt;
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So from next year onwards, i guess i'll make more of an effort to be 'in the country' :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Word of the day, need we even say it, is ARSE (a great word, i might add!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Tall tales from a vertically challenged woman....for those who can't get enough of women ranting and raving!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31010526-6380458852609186280?l=sabyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BoobyRants/~4/Upw88H82Bpk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sabyj.blogspot.com/feeds/6380458852609186280/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31010526&amp;postID=6380458852609186280" title="22 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/6380458852609186280?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/6380458852609186280?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BoobyRants/~3/Upw88H82Bpk/operation-get-booby-off-her-fat-arse.html" title="Operation &quot;Get Booby Off Her Fat Arse&quot;" /><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04662534777630349095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/S4KV1BRy8MI/AAAAAAAAIFY/IZ7M7p3GMyc/S220/tt.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b_xJK-sD3oc/Ttc7r_tYOFI/AAAAAAAAIu8/3jESuFfFM4g/s72-c/big+ass.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>22</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sabyj.blogspot.com/2011/12/operation-get-booby-off-her-fat-arse.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YCRH0_cCp7ImA9WhRSGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31010526.post-8786009814164264808</id><published>2011-11-21T15:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T15:39:25.348+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-21T15:39:25.348+08:00</app:edited><title>Tit for Tat</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Apparently there was an article in the Malaysian Star which railed against &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the "shame" of Indonesian fans jeering Malaysia's national anthem during the group game -- a feature of this year's Games.&amp;nbsp;"Winning is important but it isn't everything," it said. "Certainly there must be honour and respect. Open hatred towards your guests is totally unacceptable and a total disgrace."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Hello.....selective amnesia is it??!!! What about the Malaysia-Singapore match when the Malaysian fans booed during the Singapore national anthem?!!! Never had i been more ashamed to be a&amp;nbsp;Malaysian! So uncouth and uneducated!&amp;nbsp;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;When you behave so disrespectfully, don't expect the same thing in return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"....a total disgrace"&lt;/i&gt;...???.......you said it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Idiots!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Tall tales from a vertically challenged woman....for those who can't get enough of women ranting and raving!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31010526-8786009814164264808?l=sabyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BoobyRants/~4/A4LKIFscxV4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sabyj.blogspot.com/feeds/8786009814164264808/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31010526&amp;postID=8786009814164264808" title="23 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/8786009814164264808?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/8786009814164264808?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BoobyRants/~3/A4LKIFscxV4/tit-for-tat.html" title="Tit for Tat" /><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04662534777630349095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/S4KV1BRy8MI/AAAAAAAAIFY/IZ7M7p3GMyc/S220/tt.jpg" /></author><thr:total>23</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sabyj.blogspot.com/2011/11/tit-for-tat.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUDQX4yeSp7ImA9WhdTFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31010526.post-7755230178577587165</id><published>2011-07-14T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T23:44:30.091+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-14T23:44:30.091+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="X-files" /><title>The End Is Near Part Deux</title><content type="html">Hello my pretty elves!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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I can't believe i have not blogged in soo sooo long!!!!.......hope i can be more regular from now on *cough*&lt;br /&gt;
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So the thesis has finally been submitted &lt;i&gt;*yay me!!!!!*&lt;/i&gt; and at the moment i'm just busy (or supposed to be....) preparing for conferences and writing manuscripts for submissions, which is quite the drag cos i'm really tired of using my brains&lt;br /&gt;
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And speaking of drag.....conferences are just that! Plain-ass &lt;i&gt;booooring&lt;/i&gt;! I mean i know the purpose is supposed to be updating oneself on what is going on in your field of interest, but what kills me is the fact that people who go for these things...or rather the majority of them...are incapable of talking bout anything else!!! I mean i would love to know about you and your country as well, not just the number of papers you've published!&lt;br /&gt;
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I swear i'm 2 seconds away from slipping into a coma......thinking of sex usually helps revive me, thank god! And at least there are the food-breaks to look forward to, which is plentiful....me likey!&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh and if there is one thing i hate the most about conferences, it's the fact that people are there to do networking&lt;br /&gt;
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NETWORKING&lt;br /&gt;
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That's just a bad word in my dictionary. My lecturers are constantly pushing me to do this but i hate the fact that i'm supposed to make friends with someone for the sake of what benefit this person could be of to me. Just seems very, for want of a better word, 'parasitic' i guess. So i tend to avoid going for the dinners they have at night and prefer instead to laze in my comfy hotel room in my undies vegging out on junk food and star movies....hee hee....it's true....the real reason i go for these conferences is cos i get to stay in fancy hotels for free!!! &lt;i&gt;Muahahahahaha&lt;/i&gt;. And next week i get to stay at Sheraton Imperial. &lt;i&gt;Yay!&lt;/i&gt; The downside is that i can't use the pool cos most of the delegates will be staying in the same place and i don't want them to know i am rearing a whale under my clothes :(&lt;br /&gt;
But perhaps i can sneak off into the jacuzzi......&lt;i&gt;hmmmm.......&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyways i will hopefully be visiting soon.&lt;br /&gt;
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Missed you guys!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Tall tales from a vertically challenged woman....for those who can't get enough of women ranting and raving!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31010526-7755230178577587165?l=sabyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BoobyRants/~4/ljZfJOuq7wY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sabyj.blogspot.com/feeds/7755230178577587165/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31010526&amp;postID=7755230178577587165" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/7755230178577587165?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/7755230178577587165?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BoobyRants/~3/ljZfJOuq7wY/end-is-near-part-deux.html" title="The End Is Near Part Deux" /><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04662534777630349095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/S4KV1BRy8MI/AAAAAAAAIFY/IZ7M7p3GMyc/S220/tt.jpg" /></author><thr:total>12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sabyj.blogspot.com/2011/07/end-is-near-part-deux.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUAHQnw-cSp7ImA9WhZXEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31010526.post-426655313096969079</id><published>2011-04-29T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T17:02:13.259+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-29T17:02:13.259+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings/Thoughts/Reflection" /><title>When i grow up i wanna marry DEATH from Discworld</title><content type="html">Is it weird that i find myself checking out the obituaries everyday???&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And mind you it's not because i'm looking for friends or acquaintances or relatives (&lt;i&gt;although i keep my fingers crossed i'll spot a few bastard ones&lt;/i&gt;), but becos i find it fascinating!!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yes......FASCINATING.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Tall tales from a vertically challenged woman....for those who can't get enough of women ranting and raving!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31010526-426655313096969079?l=sabyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BoobyRants/~4/dHu_QBkdd0I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/426655313096969079?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/426655313096969079?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BoobyRants/~3/dHu_QBkdd0I/when-i-grow-up-i-wanna-marry-death-from.html" title="When i grow up i wanna marry DEATH from Discworld" /><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04662534777630349095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/S4KV1BRy8MI/AAAAAAAAIFY/IZ7M7p3GMyc/S220/tt.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://sabyj.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-i-grow-up-i-wanna-marry-death-from.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8MQHg8eyp7ImA9WhZTGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31010526.post-7180642390133936154</id><published>2011-03-24T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T03:18:01.673+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-24T03:18:01.673+08:00</app:edited><title>The End Is Near...</title><content type="html">Hey guys sorry i've been away for soo long and my sincerest apologies for not responding to comments. I am currently in the last stage(s) of writing-up the first draft of my thesis (&lt;i&gt;yay!&lt;/i&gt;!) so i will be back as soon as that is done&lt;br /&gt;
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Miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*Big booby hug*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Tall tales from a vertically challenged woman....for those who can't get enough of women ranting and raving!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31010526-7180642390133936154?l=sabyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BoobyRants/~4/HOLw_1C4cVo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sabyj.blogspot.com/feeds/7180642390133936154/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31010526&amp;postID=7180642390133936154" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/7180642390133936154?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/7180642390133936154?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BoobyRants/~3/HOLw_1C4cVo/end-is-near.html" title="The End Is Near..." /><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04662534777630349095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/S4KV1BRy8MI/AAAAAAAAIFY/IZ7M7p3GMyc/S220/tt.jpg" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sabyj.blogspot.com/2011/03/end-is-near.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04GQ385eCp7ImA9Wx9UF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31010526.post-8950977524257957639</id><published>2011-02-15T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T02:58:42.120+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-15T02:58:42.120+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><title>Rocksy Part Deux?</title><content type="html">So it's been nearly 3 months since my dog died and now my mum wants to get another dog. Now i'm all for it cos i think it would be good for my mum since &lt;b&gt;Rocksy&lt;/b&gt; was practically her shadow. What i'm a bit skeptical about is the fact that she wants to take a dog that looks exactly like her. And when i say exactly, i mean &lt;i&gt;EXACTLY!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She's still a puppy but that makes it all the weirder cos it's like Benjamin &lt;i&gt;freakin&lt;/i&gt; Button! Like &lt;u&gt;seriously&lt;/u&gt;. And quite frankly i don't know how good an idea that would be. I told my mum it would be like watching an Elvis impersonator. You might enjoy it the first time, but chances are you're not gonna pay to watch him again. And that's what i'm afraid of in this case. That my mum is gonna expect this dog to behave exactly like Rocksy, who really was the most amazing dog alive!!&lt;br /&gt;
You can read more about her antics &lt;a href="http://boobytatts.blogspot.com/2011/02/tribute-tattoo-rocksy.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and see pictures of our tattoos to her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We had already agreed to call her Ally...courtesy of &lt;b&gt;Master Dazzie&lt;/b&gt;...but now she tells me she wants to call her Rocksy as well!!!! I told her i don't know if it's just her becoming senile or what, but it's just a bloody stupid idea. STOOOPID! But she's still sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;
God help me la!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You know we're still finding it hard to believe she's gone cos she was soo much a part of our family. And those &amp;nbsp;first few weeks were absolute torture cos we were so shocked. I mean she was so healthy that we never expected it. She just suddenly developed fits and started seizing 5-6 times a day. The worst part is watching your dog have a seizure cos it is absolutely heartbreaking.....she got all distorted and seemed in so much pain i thought&amp;nbsp;she would die just from the pain. I still can't get the image out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The worst part though is telling those insensitive bastards about her death cos the first thing they'll ask is how old she was. And when we say 11 they immediately respond "&lt;i&gt;Oh...ok la...old already wha&lt;/i&gt;t"&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;STUPID BASTARDS!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I can't wait to say the exact thing to you when your mother dies!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anyway we cremated her and now we have her in an urn in our house so that we'll have her with us forever. And *fingers crossed* that this new dog will at least help us move on a little.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Tall tales from a vertically challenged woman....for those who can't get enough of women ranting and raving!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31010526-8950977524257957639?l=sabyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BoobyRants/~4/YAcEnqguJyo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sabyj.blogspot.com/feeds/8950977524257957639/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31010526&amp;postID=8950977524257957639" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/8950977524257957639?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/8950977524257957639?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BoobyRants/~3/YAcEnqguJyo/rocksy-part-deux.html" title="Rocksy Part Deux?" /><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04662534777630349095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/S4KV1BRy8MI/AAAAAAAAIFY/IZ7M7p3GMyc/S220/tt.jpg" /></author><thr:total>11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sabyj.blogspot.com/2011/02/rocksy-part-deux.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUMQXYzcCp7ImA9Wx9REk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31010526.post-3199930751574723766</id><published>2010-12-13T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T09:04:40.888+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-13T09:04:40.888+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><title>RIP My Darling Rocksy</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TQVxCaAiaEI/AAAAAAAAIpE/lz_iKcr_K6Q/s1600/DSC00067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TQVxCaAiaEI/AAAAAAAAIpE/lz_iKcr_K6Q/s400/DSC00067.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Tall tales from a vertically challenged woman....for those who can't get enough of women ranting and raving!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31010526-3199930751574723766?l=sabyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BoobyRants/~4/A8fdkgXXLcE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sabyj.blogspot.com/feeds/3199930751574723766/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31010526&amp;postID=3199930751574723766" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/3199930751574723766?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/3199930751574723766?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BoobyRants/~3/A8fdkgXXLcE/rip-my-darling-rocksy.html" title="RIP My Darling Rocksy" /><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04662534777630349095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/S4KV1BRy8MI/AAAAAAAAIFY/IZ7M7p3GMyc/S220/tt.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TQVxCaAiaEI/AAAAAAAAIpE/lz_iKcr_K6Q/s72-c/DSC00067.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sabyj.blogspot.com/2010/12/rip-my-darling-rocksy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcFR388fip7ImA9Wx5UFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31010526.post-5736659687934997336</id><published>2010-10-15T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T23:26:56.176+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-19T23:26:56.176+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends" /><title>Happy Birthday Rat!</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TL24iifpXQI/AAAAAAAAIo4/pFN8Iy-m628/s1600/DSC_0069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TL24iifpXQI/AAAAAAAAIo4/pFN8Iy-m628/s320/DSC_0069.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Tall tales from a vertically challenged woman....for those who can't get enough of women ranting and raving!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31010526-5736659687934997336?l=sabyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BoobyRants/~4/gDPuI9oCeX8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/5736659687934997336?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/5736659687934997336?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BoobyRants/~3/gDPuI9oCeX8/happy-birthday-rat.html" title="Happy Birthday Rat!" /><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04662534777630349095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/S4KV1BRy8MI/AAAAAAAAIFY/IZ7M7p3GMyc/S220/tt.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TL24iifpXQI/AAAAAAAAIo4/pFN8Iy-m628/s72-c/DSC_0069.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://sabyj.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-birthday-rat.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AGQHk8eyp7ImA9Wx5VGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31010526.post-364062073140523960</id><published>2010-10-13T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T11:48:41.773+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-13T11:48:41.773+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mental Health" /><title>Tales From The Psychiatric Clinic #2</title><content type="html">So &lt;a href="http://sabyj.blogspot.com/2010/09/tales-from-psychiatric-clinic.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Patient X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is now finally out of the study!!! &lt;em&gt;Hurrah!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I was actually reconsidering whether i should kick him out of the study or not, but after these two messages last week and other annoying ones, i decided to stick with my decision&lt;br /&gt;
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Copied verbatim :&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
SMS 1 : &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Sabrina, i am X are a former footballer and played for a football club to in a selangor league division 1, so my best favourite is a football.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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SMS 2 : &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Sabrina, what is a different to superman with spiderman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;LOL!!! I mean seriously la!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So anyway he came by just now and i told him that he is no longer in the study and that he can call and message me a thousands times i wont respond or be bothered cos it's not even my real number. That made him look shocked, the fact that i had another number which he has no knowledge off...&lt;em&gt;hee hee.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then he actually had the cheek to ask me why i was kicking him out of the study!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So i told him not to pretend to be daft...that he knew perfectly well why i was kicking him out. I also told him that he may think he's being very smart but i am smarter; and that his actions are bordering on harassment and i will make a police report if i have to.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He looked very upset and refused to leave eventhough i told him several times that we were done. And he had the cheek to say "&lt;em&gt;No comment&lt;/em&gt;" to which i responded "&lt;em&gt;Good!".&lt;/em&gt; So seeing that he wasn't gonna leave, i got up and walked off&lt;br /&gt;
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You know with most of my patients i am very very tolerant because of the nature of their disease. But unfortunately you do come across patients like these who try to take advantage of the situation. And the best thing is to put a stop to things as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Of course after that i got all anxious, worrying bout what he'll do not just to himself but to other people as well, but as my specialist said that is emotional blackmail on his part and to not fall for it&lt;br /&gt;
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Fingers crossed anyway that he wont do anything drastic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Tall tales from a vertically challenged woman....for those who can't get enough of women ranting and raving!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31010526-364062073140523960?l=sabyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BoobyRants/~4/wECKKVWiIsg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sabyj.blogspot.com/feeds/364062073140523960/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31010526&amp;postID=364062073140523960" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/364062073140523960?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/364062073140523960?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BoobyRants/~3/wECKKVWiIsg/tales-from-psychiatric-clinic-2.html" title="Tales From The Psychiatric Clinic #2" /><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04662534777630349095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/S4KV1BRy8MI/AAAAAAAAIFY/IZ7M7p3GMyc/S220/tt.jpg" /></author><thr:total>11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sabyj.blogspot.com/2010/10/tales-from-psychiatric-clinic-2.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8DRHg_fSp7ImA9Wx5VF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31010526.post-8420305303373370849</id><published>2010-10-11T12:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T12:54:35.645+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-11T12:54:35.645+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Travel" /><title>Hen's Night On Star Cruise</title><content type="html">Last month we celebrated my good friend &lt;strong&gt;Priscilla&lt;/strong&gt;'s Hen's Night on Star Cruise Pisces. It was a cruise to nowhere, leaving from penang, so the 6 of us took a drive&amp;nbsp;up in a jeep loaned to us by her hubby-to-be. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boarding......Julia, Robina, Priscilla, Juanita, Kavi and The Ninja&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Now for weeks before the trip i was super super excited cos i had never been on a cruise before. Plus it was really affordable.. RM130 per person inclusive of board, buffet dinner and buffet breakfast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;But i must say that overall i was a little disappointed with the cruise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Room &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Room was just tiny. Especially for my big butt! I mean there were 4 of us in one room and we could barely fit our suitcases inside. Thankfully the bathroom wasn't too small&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Kavi in our tiny room&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;Swimming pool&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The pool was on the same floor as us but it was soo small i think it could prob fit only 10 people!! I had of course imagined this huge huge pool which we'd all be lounging round in our little bikinis.&lt;br /&gt;
Woe....&lt;br /&gt;
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There were no performances as i had imagined. No scantily-clad Russian chicks with big head-plumes kicking their feet up in the air. What they did have was this band that was soo bad the rodents back at the pier were hanging themselves!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the dining areas&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Dinner was pretty good. Pasta, ostrich meat, big-ass prawns. Breakfast was ok&lt;br /&gt;
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The club has buy one free one will 1 am&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sauna/Spa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Massage is pretty good and affordable, and by Chinese masseuses. RM77 for a 45 minute Swedish massage. They have a pool and jacuzzi inside which looks fantastic, but you have to pay around RM22 (if i remember correctly) to use this pool. Open till 6am&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes you can gamble! I had such a good hand i won RM250 in half an hour!!! Woot! It is under Genting so bring your genting card along&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TKnWqPlihQI/AAAAAAAAIns/_FDYb7zMqlw/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TKnWqPlihQI/AAAAAAAAIns/_FDYb7zMqlw/s200/4.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The place was also mostly empty cos people go there mainly to gamble. You get a lot of middle-aged to geriatric folk who come just for that...which is why the ship looks very deserted. But thankfully we had each other and we kept ourselves busy and entertained playing our games&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We got the bride-to-be dressed in her veil (&lt;em&gt;couldn't get one in shocking pink unfortunately&lt;/em&gt;) and she got claps and a lot of attention everywhere she went. And then we all had saucy names....i was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Sexy Pussy'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and Kavi was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Muff Cummshot'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and we had to call each other that the whole night, failing which we would be forfeited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We also had a balloon-blowing game where the slowest person would be forfeited. The point was of course to poke a hole in the bride's balloon then give her tips on 'blowing'.....but the hole i made was too small and she ended up being the fastest blower! &lt;em&gt;LOL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TKnXJNVm1QI/AAAAAAAAIn4/byAecINA2xE/s1600/7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TKnXJNVm1QI/AAAAAAAAIn4/byAecINA2xE/s320/7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TKnXWzM11HI/AAAAAAAAIn8/JNVlFQH5JkY/s1600/8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TKnXWzM11HI/AAAAAAAAIn8/JNVlFQH5JkY/s320/8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;
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So all in all we had fun but only cos we had great company. I wouldn't go for Star Pisces again (&lt;em&gt;although The Gang is planning on going and i'll probably go again anyway!&lt;/em&gt;)&amp;nbsp;but i would definitely want to try one of the other bigger ships like Aquarius which is supposed to be 4 times bigger than Pisces and has 3 huge pools! Woot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the club with some hot doctors. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway she's getting married this weekend and i am one of the bridesmaids but i've been eating like a hungry monster these past few&amp;nbsp;weeks (&lt;em&gt;why does that always happen only when u really need to lose weight???)....&lt;/em&gt;i mean just yesterday i had 3 dinners!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes THREE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! One with prem, one with ram and one all by meself! I should probably just starve myself this whole week. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;Details :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Star Pisces Cruise to Nowhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time&lt;/strong&gt; : Board at 5pm. Check out latest by 10am next morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Departure&lt;/strong&gt; : From Penang but it seems from October onwards they'll be departing from Port Klang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Price&lt;/strong&gt; : Price differs according to the days. Weekends might be more but you have to call and check with them. Usually weekday price is RM130 per person..depending on room type. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booking&lt;/strong&gt; : Don't bother with their website cos it's not really 'friendly'. Just call them and ask for different dates/options. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Tall tales from a vertically challenged woman....for those who can't get enough of women ranting and raving!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31010526-8420305303373370849?l=sabyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BoobyRants/~4/VHEHenrQFDg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sabyj.blogspot.com/feeds/8420305303373370849/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31010526&amp;postID=8420305303373370849" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/8420305303373370849?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/8420305303373370849?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BoobyRants/~3/VHEHenrQFDg/hens-night-on-star-cruise.html" title="Hen's Night On Star Cruise" /><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04662534777630349095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/S4KV1BRy8MI/AAAAAAAAIFY/IZ7M7p3GMyc/S220/tt.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TKnZKA8VrDI/AAAAAAAAIog/8w1DphMdh64/s72-c/20.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sabyj.blogspot.com/2010/10/hens-night-on-star-cruise.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcCQXo9fip7ImA9Wx5VEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31010526.post-1609642413737099549</id><published>2010-10-03T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T23:01:00.466+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-03T23:01:00.466+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends" /><title>Booby &amp; Babies #2</title><content type="html">Last week &lt;strong&gt;Dazzie&lt;/strong&gt; and i went over to visit &lt;a href="http://mostofthetimeimme.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Boobs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; new baby girl, who really is the most adorable creature on the face of the earth! And that's really saying something coming from me cos i am of the opinion that most babies are ugly. &lt;br /&gt;
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But this little tyke is soo gonna be a heartbreaker la! &lt;br /&gt;
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The shocking part about all this is that i carried the baby (*gasp*) and actually liked it!! Although i did stop breathing for 5 minutes, i actually loved having her in my arms. Which is just soo odd cos just 2 months ago when i was shopping for gifts for her baby shower i thought i would break out into a rash. &lt;br /&gt;
Diapers, rattles, little-sorry-excuses-for-towels, wipes...etc etc. &lt;br /&gt;
I mean i have never felt soo uncomfortable and out of my element in all my life!! &lt;br /&gt;
And this coming from a self-professed tomboy who once had to put on a tutu for a ballet dance recital! (&lt;em&gt;And before you ask...&lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;....there are no pictures...thank god!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I mean i have been wanting to adopt a kid for a very long time now but i'd often imagined my kid to be big...well not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; big but at least capable of speech. And of course when they're bigger and capable of doing household chores that would just be &lt;em&gt;golden&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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But babies....babies have never been my thing...mostly because i cant have a conversation with them and all they do is eat, poop and cry....and i already have &lt;strong&gt;Dazzie&lt;/strong&gt; for that!&lt;br /&gt;
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I'd like to say that perhaps my fabled clock has finally started ticking but i'm quite sure God forgot to equip me with one....not that i'm complaining at all of course. And i still grimace whenever i see other babies. &lt;br /&gt;
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So perhaps it's just Jess' little princess....whom truth be told i can't wait to see again! &lt;br /&gt;
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Welcome to the world &lt;strong&gt;Chloe Josanna Paul&lt;/strong&gt;......i am booking you for my adopted son Kwame....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Tall tales from a vertically challenged woman....for those who can't get enough of women ranting and raving!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31010526-1609642413737099549?l=sabyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BoobyRants/~4/V-3gXL8SwDk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sabyj.blogspot.com/feeds/1609642413737099549/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31010526&amp;postID=1609642413737099549" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/1609642413737099549?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/1609642413737099549?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BoobyRants/~3/V-3gXL8SwDk/booby-babies-2.html" title="Booby &amp; Babies #2" /><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04662534777630349095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/S4KV1BRy8MI/AAAAAAAAIFY/IZ7M7p3GMyc/S220/tt.jpg" /></author><thr:total>15</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sabyj.blogspot.com/2010/10/booby-babies-2.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08DQ3g6eip7ImA9Wx5WF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31010526.post-208644175436016196</id><published>2010-09-29T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T11:44:32.612+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-29T11:44:32.612+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="humour" /><title>Life Explained By Scientific Graphs</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kavitha&lt;/strong&gt; forwarded this to me...tee hee......most of em seem soo true....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But did that stop him???&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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He actually messaged me and told me that he likes me! I find this all very odd cos most indian men are put off by indian women in&amp;nbsp;a position of power and who talk down to them and i've been very very curt with him. &lt;br /&gt;
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And now he's started sending me things that are just bordering on crazy (copied verbatim)&amp;nbsp;:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;SMS 1&lt;/strong&gt; : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Rina, naturally i can search your biography because i am a universal hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;I thought this sounded like a veiled threat, as in "I can find out things about you eventhough you won't tell me!". &lt;strong&gt;Dazzie&lt;/strong&gt; found it all very funny ans has started calling me Rina! And he says he'll check the superhero registry to see if his claims are really true! *snort*)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;SMS 2&lt;/strong&gt; : &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am mr back to future so if you interest to join this mission back to future please contact our mission centre for further information improve. Thank you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;You just know i'm tempted to tell him to go to a grammar class! Eeejit!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It all seems quite funny i must admit but it's just bordering on harassment so i consulted my specialist who has now instructed me to remove him from the study. &lt;em&gt;Yay!&lt;/em&gt; But i still have to see him face to face one more time to tell him...woe.....&lt;br /&gt;
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I know he's probably not gonna stop harassing me so Dazzie has suggested i tell him i've changed numbers and give him &lt;strong&gt;Kelvin's&lt;/strong&gt; instead...tee hee....me likey.....&lt;br /&gt;
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The other day another patient of mine jokingly asked me if he could ask me out for a drink :&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Nanti saya call you malam nanti kita keluar minum ah (I will call you later tonight to go for a drink ok?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Tak boleh (Cannot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Kenapa? You ada boyfriend ka? (Why? You have a boyfriend ah?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Ya (Yes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Tipu! (You are lying!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Kenapa you cakap saya tipu? (Why do you say that?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Sebab you nampak gembira. Kalau ada boyfriend tentu tak gembira sebab boyfriend selalu kasi problem punya (Because you look happy? If you really had a boyfriend you wouldn't be happy cos boyfriends will always be nagging and cause a lot of problems)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;LOL!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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10. 30 days of advertising on a US man's forehead &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I should sooo sell advertising space on my arse!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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9. An "annoying but cuddly" grandmother, listed by her 10-year old granddaughter &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(There are a few relatives i'd like to sell off too...although i would definitely not use the&amp;nbsp;term 'cuddly' to describe them....spawns of satan perhaps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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8. A brussel srpout, acquired for $151, with the proceeds going to charity&lt;br /&gt;
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7. Britney Spears' chewed gum, snapped up for $14,000&lt;br /&gt;
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6. A conrflake shaped like the US state of illinois, sold for $1350&lt;br /&gt;
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5. A partially eaten 10-year old cheese sandwich, said to bear the image of the Virgin Mary. It went for $28,000&lt;br /&gt;
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4. A British girl, 18, sold her virginity. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(I wonder how much i could get for mine!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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3. A US man auctioned his liver, The bid reached $5.7 million before it was taken down from the site&lt;br /&gt;
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2. A jar alledgedly containing a ghost was bid to $50,9222 (the winner didn't pay)&lt;br /&gt;
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1. A Briton living in Australia offered his whole life for $292,000 after splitting up with his wife. The auction included his house, car, job, jet ski and friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Tall tales from a vertically challenged woman....for those who can't get enough of women ranting and raving!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31010526-5564750559290337455?l=sabyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BoobyRants/~4/xtrnJqR8u0A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sabyj.blogspot.com/feeds/5564750559290337455/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31010526&amp;postID=5564750559290337455" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/5564750559290337455?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/5564750559290337455?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BoobyRants/~3/xtrnJqR8u0A/strange-sales-on-ebay.html" title="Strange Sales on eBay" /><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04662534777630349095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/S4KV1BRy8MI/AAAAAAAAIFY/IZ7M7p3GMyc/S220/tt.jpg" /></author><thr:total>9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sabyj.blogspot.com/2010/09/strange-sales-on-ebay.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEECSH87eip7ImA9Wx5XEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31010526.post-8014371435380384735</id><published>2010-09-09T16:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T16:57:49.102+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-09T16:57:49.102+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rants" /><title>One Straight-Jacket Please</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The other day at the psychiatric clinic a girl walked up to the counter and started shouting at the staff saying she had been waiting for so long. The staff tried to explain the situation at the clinic to her, about how we're understaffed and all when suddenly she went all hypersonic on us. I mean she actually started screaming at the top of her lungs at the staff.....everyone at the clinic went dead-silent!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So i thought...patient getting aggressive. Put her in a straight-jacket and&amp;nbsp;jab the chick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But then we realized that it was her brother who was the patient, not her!&lt;br /&gt;
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So then i thought &lt;em&gt;put the bitch in a straight jacket and jab her bitch-ass!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She just went on and on yelling, accusing us of being racist and giving preference to certain races. Well for your information biatch we have absolutely no time to be racist!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Then i heard her say something about how she is an officer. So i thought she meant court officer as in a lawyer, but turns out she meant bank officer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;BANK OFFICER!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ok so maybe in Narnia being a bank officer guarantees you a post as the White Witch's sidekick but in the &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; world, it counts for squat!&lt;br /&gt;
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This stupid bitch came at 10am and expected to be seen by 12pm. There were patients who were waiting much longer but just waited patiently. I was tempted to tell the bitch if she wanted prompt service go to the fecking private sector where u'd have to pay thru your nose, but unfortunately i dont work there. And what annoyed me more was the fact that the staff were still so nice and pleasant to her and tried to explain the situation to her. And after all that apparently she went to the Director of the&amp;nbsp; hospital and said she would be putting this online.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Bitch!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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How uneducated are you to shout in a clinic full of sick people???!! What more people with emotional and mental problems who get even more disturbed at such outbursts???!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Stoopid bitch!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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For you morons out there who think we government staff are just shaking legs, i invite you to come to the clinic on Tuesdays or Thursdays where you will see the staff running about like headless chickens, trying to placate every patient. We have around 6 doctors for a total of 120 patients a day (and by that i mean from 8am to 1pm only) so you do the math! Almost every clinic day the staff are forced to work thru lunch till 2pm and mind you they dont get to claim overtime. And the beauty of it is that they still treat every patient with the utmost gentleness and respect! &lt;br /&gt;
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But people only see what they want to see and complain like whiny little bitches and that really annoys the hell out of me cos they work soo very hard. We have ISO and accreditation as well you know. I have never seen anyone slacking off or being nasty to patients. In fact i think the only one who gets annoyed with the patients is ME!&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway this offending female works in the &lt;strong&gt;Citibank&lt;/strong&gt; in Centro. You'll recognize her as the constipated-looking female in need of several laxatives. I am going to go there one of these days and yell at her....of course my mum says i shouldn't sink down to her level but i told her with uneducated people like this, that is the only way to go!&lt;br /&gt;
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Let's see how she feels about people coming into her 'house' and yelling at her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Tall tales from a vertically challenged woman....for those who can't get enough of women ranting and raving!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31010526-8014371435380384735?l=sabyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BoobyRants/~4/NVu5dwX5WN0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sabyj.blogspot.com/feeds/8014371435380384735/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31010526&amp;postID=8014371435380384735" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/8014371435380384735?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/8014371435380384735?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BoobyRants/~3/NVu5dwX5WN0/one-straight-jacket-please.html" title="One Straight-Jacket Please" /><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04662534777630349095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/S4KV1BRy8MI/AAAAAAAAIFY/IZ7M7p3GMyc/S220/tt.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TIigYhE3mLI/AAAAAAAAIjE/lvABOuj7qIk/s72-c/screaming-woman.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sabyj.blogspot.com/2010/09/one-straight-jacket-please.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08ASX4ycSp7ImA9Wx5QEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31010526.post-1711883971760931205</id><published>2010-08-29T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T23:30:48.099+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-29T23:30:48.099+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Relationships/Dating/Sex" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings/Thoughts/Reflection" /><title>What Goes Around....</title><content type="html">Recently a lecturer of mine left the country to go work in Saudi. Apparently he had fallen out of favour with the Big Boss. This was the same lecturer who once tried to entice me to join USM. But certain things happened and i eventually turned down his offer. After that his whole demeanour changed towards me and he couldn't be bothered to help me out when i had problems with my candidature, eventhough he was the person in charge of postgrads. I remember thinking at that point that one day his arrogance would all come back and bite him in the arse...and,well.....it eventually did. &lt;br /&gt;
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When i first find out about his big fall from grace i laughed. But it was mixed with a tinge of sadness cos i was once very close to him and he really was a brilliant academician. Fame and power just got to him and ended costing him everything. And as it turns out it is quite impossible to be happy about someone else's misery nevermind that that person could be your worst enemy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Weird&lt;/em&gt; i know&lt;br /&gt;
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I was relating this story to my close friend at work who is handicapped and then she told me bout these two morons at work who were absolutely cruel to her just because they never liked the fact that she used to tell them how to do their work (they were&amp;nbsp;her subordinates by the way). One was a&amp;nbsp;bear of a man who actually locked her office door behind him and started threatening her and yelling at her. The other was this bitch who actually tried&amp;nbsp;tripping her when she walked past. &lt;em&gt;Can u imagine???!!!!&lt;/em&gt; Trying to trip a handicapped woman??!! I think even Satan himself would find that in bad taste!&lt;br /&gt;
Anyway that bitch went on to have a kid who is now handicapped and the fat bastard had a stroke and is now paralysed!&lt;br /&gt;
Talk about karma man!&lt;br /&gt;
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And i told you guys bout my ex-boyfriend who cheated on me with another girl whom he then ended up marrying right? &lt;br /&gt;
Well she left him for another man!&lt;br /&gt;
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You know i thought i would take joy with all the payback these losers are finally getting but&amp;nbsp;there isn't anything pleasant about something horrible happening to someone...no matter that they're worse than pond-scum. It is actually quite sad that two people who once loved each other now live completely different lives...as if the other never existed and was never the center of their universe once upon a time.&lt;br /&gt;
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If anything all this has taught me to just be nice to people. &lt;br /&gt;
ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;
I do sometimes sit and plot and think about all the horrible things i'd like to do to certain people out there (yes i feel the need to generate some demon-energy every now and then...), but then i think to myself that it really isn't my place to 'payback' anyone for what they've done to me in the past. And even if i try to justify that they deserve it, it would still just count as a 'bad deed' and the karmic cycle&amp;nbsp;would just be perpetuated again and again and again...&lt;br /&gt;
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It just doesn't pay being a bitch or a bastard to someone cos, trust me...one way or the other, it &lt;u&gt;WILL&lt;/u&gt; come back to you&lt;br /&gt;
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Karma is a vengeful-little bitch and you'd do well not to mess with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Tall tales from a vertically challenged woman....for those who can't get enough of women ranting and raving!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31010526-1711883971760931205?l=sabyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BoobyRants/~4/C5PA53zM_hk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sabyj.blogspot.com/feeds/1711883971760931205/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31010526&amp;postID=1711883971760931205" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/1711883971760931205?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TF7O1Dq_W7I/AAAAAAAAIf0/PBo4895ldrQ/s1600/P1040358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TF7O1Dq_W7I/AAAAAAAAIf0/PBo4895ldrQ/s320/P1040358.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brother and i have adored &lt;strong&gt;Guns &amp;amp; Roses&lt;/strong&gt; since we were wee little kids. There were, as i recall, 2 groups at the time - Team&amp;nbsp;Nirvana and Team GNR, and while we loved Kurt, we were happily camped in the latter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We bought every video of their concerts and the band got us thru our PMR and SPM examinations. In fact we soo idolized frontman &lt;strong&gt;Axl Rose&lt;/strong&gt; that we named our nephew after him....a decision i now regret cos i would have loved to name my adopted kid that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway our ultimate dream was of course to watch them live in action, but sadly they broke-up. So when i heard that Slash was gonna perform live in Malaysia, we immediately bought the tickets cos we realized that's the closest we're gonna get to seeing them in action. My cousins, who are GNR fans as well, decided to join in so there were 11 of us all together in the end which made it all the more fun cos no one knows how to rock more than my cousins! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;With Cheryl and Visithra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I must admit that i was a bit sceptical cos i doubted they would live up to our high expectations, but i have to say they absolutely knocked it out of the park!!!!! One of the best concerts i've been to in my life! Seriously!! They were just soo tight and perfect! Granted i've never actually been to a rock concert in my life and the last concert i've been to was Michael's back in 1996, but still.....this absolutely rocked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The idiot organisers let us in soo late so we missed the opening concert by Amy of Search but as soon as we got to our places, Slash came on stage....and i swear i almost teared! Seeing him in the flesh was just too surreal! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;With Chitra and Mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And from the get go, we were totally hooked! Myles Kennedy is just awesomeness...i mean there are moments when he sounds exactly like Axl Rose and his Starlight performance was simply superb! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TF7cIKun0VI/AAAAAAAAIg8/OgEE7ejqCKQ/s1600/P1040397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="133" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TF7cIKun0VI/AAAAAAAAIg8/OgEE7ejqCKQ/s200/P1040397.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TF7Xvvg0ggI/AAAAAAAAIgk/BCLMEJcM85E/s1600/P1040391.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TF7Xvvg0ggI/AAAAAAAAIgk/BCLMEJcM85E/s200/P1040391.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TF7ZIz0wq_I/AAAAAAAAIgs/SiExtgAHjoM/s1600/P1040392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="133" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TF7ZIz0wq_I/AAAAAAAAIgs/SiExtgAHjoM/s200/P1040392.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TF7aouwtOxI/AAAAAAAAIg0/HMwS84idG5U/s1600/P1040396.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="133" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TF7aouwtOxI/AAAAAAAAIg0/HMwS84idG5U/s200/P1040396.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;With my cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The crowd was mostly young punks who didn't know most of their songs except Sweet Child so it was boring to be amongst them. In fact i don't even know why they were they....most were just drunk out of their minds and falling all over people....very annoying! But met a few bloggers like &lt;strong&gt;Visithra&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Cheryl&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;where did u guys go to????&lt;/em&gt;) and &lt;strong&gt;Mo&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh and we were too far from the stage for my liking.....next time i'm definitely buying the VIP seats. Would have been totally worth it. Check out the YouTube postings of the concert...especially the Starlight performance. Below is my recording....not the best from the distance that i was at :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" style="background-image: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/ILWL0qWGwkg/hqdefault.jpg); clear: right; float: right;" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILWL0qWGwkg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILWL0qWGwkg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Tall tales from a vertically challenged woman....for those who can't get enough of women ranting and raving!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31010526-5071268585599880645?l=sabyj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BoobyRants/~4/qN4kIK29WxM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sabyj.blogspot.com/feeds/5071268585599880645/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31010526&amp;postID=5071268585599880645" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/5071268585599880645?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31010526/posts/default/5071268585599880645?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BoobyRants/~3/qN4kIK29WxM/slash-live-in-malaysia-2010.html" title="Slash Live in Malaysia 2010" /><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04662534777630349095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/S4KV1BRy8MI/AAAAAAAAIFY/IZ7M7p3GMyc/S220/tt.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUeqwSsVApw/TF7O1Dq_W7I/AAAAAAAAIf0/PBo4895ldrQ/s72-c/P1040358.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sabyj.blogspot.com/2010/08/slash-live-in-malaysia-2010.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EFSX08cSp7ImA9Wx5WFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31010526.post-1303669714267094093</id><published>2010-07-27T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T19:00:18.379+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-28T19:00:18.379+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="humour" /><title>Exhibitionist In The Making...</title><content type="html">So yesterday i had to go for a party at a friend's place, but before that i had to attend &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guru_Purnima"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Guru Purnima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at the Spastic Children's Center where all my yoga&amp;nbsp;classes are usually held. &lt;br /&gt;
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After the pooja, i was supposed to go to my cousin's place to change and 'put my face on' but decided to just change in the bathroom at the center itself. So i go to the bathroom and change into my dress but as i'm driving out, i realise that the dress is actually on the wrong side!! But it was pouring outside and i just couldn't be arsed to get down from the car, so i decided to just park beside one of the buses they use at the association and take off my dress!&lt;br /&gt;
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So there i am....in my undies....peering closely at my dress, trying to figure out which side is the right side when it suddenly dawns on me that if i got caught, i could possibly be charged with pedophilia or something so i immediately put my labcoat over me. &lt;br /&gt;
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5 seconds later i realised that i actually had the dress on correctly the first time round!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Thankfully no one caught me...&lt;em&gt;as far as i know anyway&lt;/em&gt;...but if a YouTube video starts circulating of a chick in a kancil with only black lingerie on, frantically examining a black dress......well.........it's&amp;nbsp;NOT me!&lt;br /&gt;
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