<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850</id><updated>2011-07-08T16:22:08.246+08:00</updated><category term='baby girl'/><category term='photography'/><category term='Football'/><title type='text'>Still Or Sparkling?</title><subtitle type='html'>A platform 
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of life as a FORMER hotelier</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-1702324690050336731</id><published>2011-06-21T20:49:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T02:42:42.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't try this at home!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xl7jkqHx_Uc/TgCfuhmWG9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/EIf84_1SrYA/s1600/BretHartTheSimpsons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xl7jkqHx_Uc/TgCfuhmWG9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/EIf84_1SrYA/s320/BretHartTheSimpsons.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620667956600380370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My late grandfather liked wrestling so much.. I remembered Tok Kerdau loved to talk about his favorite wrestler, Hulk Hogan.. Back then it was W.W.F. and the show aired at television months after it had shown at USA.. It's like a delayed broadcast.. and I was like 6 or seven years old.. my older brother too like the wrestling so much.. those were the days of Ultimate Warrior and Randy Savage 'Macho Man', RIP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up with WWF wrestling as a kid.. back then the back pages of Utusan Malaysia always written a story about wrestling.. so I followed all the ups and lows about all my favorite wrestlers including Bret 'The Hit Man' Hart.. he was so energetic in the ring until he got screwed by the WWF General Manager, Mr McMahon himself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why all this story about wrestling anyway? Well, I have two young nephews ages 8 and 7 years old who love wrestling like their uncles.. especially the eldest, he even had a blog about his favorite WWE Superstars.. he knows all the finishing moves and techniques.. he collect the WWE toys and and he even beat me in wrestling matches!!! in a PlayStation 2 anyway.. He is so good with the games, bullying me with his superb skills and tactics.. I have to ask him to give me a chance to beat his WWE superstar first.. well they lied and beat me without hesitation.. but I love them.. they will be flying back to India in a few days time.. I guess I can easily beat them 6-0 in a football (they call it soccer back then) match any day at the PS2!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a tribute to my affectionate in wrestling that make my both nephews, Nabil and Aidil who like to imitate their favorite superstars, I present to you one of my favorites and also the most talk about match of all time.. &lt;br /&gt;The Montreal Screw Job 1997 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy responsibly and please: Don't Try This At Home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iXjOXMwevMw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-1702324690050336731?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/1702324690050336731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=1702324690050336731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/1702324690050336731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/1702324690050336731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2011/06/dont-try-this-at-home.html' title='Don&apos;t try this at home!!!'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xl7jkqHx_Uc/TgCfuhmWG9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/EIf84_1SrYA/s72-c/BretHartTheSimpsons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-8729790845533976798</id><published>2011-06-20T00:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T02:02:37.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L o n e l y</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6seJ4jf8eI0/Tf4sftzm_II/AAAAAAAAAHw/dQSe_uNVAZM/s1600/67.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6seJ4jf8eI0/Tf4sftzm_II/AAAAAAAAAHw/dQSe_uNVAZM/s320/67.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619978308388584578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. I've been asked by my new follower aka gediks*lol to update this.. truth is I kind of forget I did blog a long time ago.. I read about the blogger convention the other day.. well I thinking of doing some renovation on my blog.. write some stuff bout football, WWE, musics, movies especially pirates DVDs that I bought.. well I got an idea..but I admit I was a bit lazy to start it.. not a bit.. a big capital lazy...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that is it for now!! I leave you with this beautiful song of this K-Pop band, 2NE1.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saranghaeyo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IifrdI3CmIg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here some translation if you a bit lazy to google it..&lt;br /&gt;[2NE1 - Lonely - English Translation]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CL Lee Chae-rin]&lt;br /&gt;The words I’m saying right now, I don’t know if they’ll hurt you&lt;br /&gt;They’ll probably make you hate me forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Minzy 민지]&lt;br /&gt;You, saying that I’m not the same as I used to be, is not completely untrue&lt;br /&gt;This changed me is a stranger to myself as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Park Sandara 박산다라 Dara 다라]&lt;br /&gt;You are so kind but&lt;br /&gt;That’s the way you are but oh&lt;br /&gt;Source: LYBIO.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CL Lee Chae-rin]&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;Why I am like this&lt;br /&gt;[Park Sandara 박산다라 Dara 다라]&lt;br /&gt;We were so in love, and you’re here now but oh&lt;br /&gt;[Minzy 민지]&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;[Park Sandara 박산다라 Dara 다라]&lt;br /&gt;I want to find myself now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Park Bom 박봄]&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m sorry, even when I’m with you, I’m Lonely&lt;br /&gt;I must be lacking when it comes to love, please forgive this horrible person I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Minzy 민지]&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry, this is your and my story&lt;br /&gt;I must not be worthy of this thing called love, even though I’m by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;Source: LYBIO.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Park Bom 박봄]&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CL Lee Chae-rin]&lt;br /&gt;You didn’t do anything wrong, I’m the strange one&lt;br /&gt;It seems I’ve already been prepared long ago, for our breakup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Park Bom 박봄]&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to treat you well, out of all the times, why is it when I’m confronted by love&lt;br /&gt;I am shrinking away &amp; am lonely endlessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Park Sandara 박산다라 Dara 다라]&lt;br /&gt;You are so kind but&lt;br /&gt;That’s the way you are but oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CL Lee Chae-rin]&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;Why I am like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Park Sandara 박산다라 Dara 다라]&lt;br /&gt;We were so in love, and you’re here now but oh&lt;br /&gt;[CL Lee Chae-rin]&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;[Park Sandara 박산다라 Dara 다라]&lt;br /&gt;I want to find myself now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CL Lee Chae-rin]&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m sorry, even when I’m with you, I’m Lonely&lt;br /&gt;I must be lacking when it comes to love, please forgive this horrible person I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Minzy 민지]&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry, this is your and my story&lt;br /&gt;I must not be worthy of this thing called love, even though I’m by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;Source: LYBIO.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CL Lee Chae-rin]&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Minzy 민지]&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I’m just another girl&lt;br /&gt;This night is lonely, I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Park Bom 박봄]&lt;br /&gt;Can’t take any more, Good bye&lt;br /&gt;[Park Sandara 박산다라 Dara 다라]&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I’m just another girl&lt;br /&gt;[CL Lee Chae-rin]&lt;br /&gt;I’m so lonely&lt;br /&gt;[Park Bom 박봄]&lt;br /&gt;Even though I’m by your side right now&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m so lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Minzy 민지]&lt;br /&gt;Lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CL Lee Chae-rin]&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-8729790845533976798?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/8729790845533976798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=8729790845533976798&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/8729790845533976798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/8729790845533976798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2011/06/l-o-n-e-l-y.html' title='L o n e l y'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6seJ4jf8eI0/Tf4sftzm_II/AAAAAAAAAHw/dQSe_uNVAZM/s72-c/67.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-2237789413243620763</id><published>2011-03-27T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T00:30:31.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e7axLHjA8dE/TY4UKW4RCjI/AAAAAAAAAHk/gaU2KoGh8Ps/s1600/IMG_0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e7axLHjA8dE/TY4UKW4RCjI/AAAAAAAAAHk/gaU2KoGh8Ps/s320/IMG_0874.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588426355786189362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started to wrote again.. I promise myself not to write anything about my previous life as a hotelier.. Perhaps it's just a reminder for not open up any wounds.. But believe this.. I miss a career in hotel line.. I spent a five good, bad and worst years in Hilton.. and I missed all that moments..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a former hotelier.. I can tell you that a hotelier always be a hotelier out of the hotel.. You met someone and you will nod.. you will smile.. and at least you may wish him or her Hi!.. it's just part of your life.. and part of your bring out in hotel.. And sometimes this things came as a simple gesture as you were believed in that way.. people will recognize you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So.. in this opportunity.. I never burn any bridge.. I never say I won't be working in any hotel ever again.. and I never say never again.. but in this short period.. I wish I never quit.. I wish I fight my job to my last breath.. Even though I may regret the outcome.. But what done was done.. and I long moving on.. Build up a new career that I can't guarantee have a effect moments like a life as a hotelier.. My two cents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-2237789413243620763?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/2237789413243620763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=2237789413243620763&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/2237789413243620763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/2237789413243620763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2011/03/believe.html' title='Believe..'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e7axLHjA8dE/TY4UKW4RCjI/AAAAAAAAAHk/gaU2KoGh8Ps/s72-c/IMG_0874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-7574433725689387330</id><published>2011-03-10T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T23:29:40.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the future. Year 2011.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K899NYOzD7g/TXjuVAzADdI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Qbm4zAJR_pE/s1600/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K899NYOzD7g/TXjuVAzADdI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Qbm4zAJR_pE/s320/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582473782884306386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Finally the writer has come back to his blog..&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to return after 2 years in exiled..&lt;br /&gt;And this time, no more life as a hotelier.. no more bullshit about love, drug and other things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've new ambition now.. To be just plain me..&lt;br /&gt;No more Mr. Yes Guy. No more Mr. Obey Guy. No more Mr. Nice guy&lt;br /&gt;I want to be Me, Myself and I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on this opportunity, I would like to thanks all my readers who ever landed to this blog.. well, I don't asked you to understand the reason behind my nonappearance.. but I hope.. I will write more bout my experience after life in hotel and other things.. and I wish all my readers a very big thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again... Thanks to all..  I'm Back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-7574433725689387330?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/7574433725689387330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=7574433725689387330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/7574433725689387330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/7574433725689387330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-to-future-year-2011.html' title='Back to the future. Year 2011.'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K899NYOzD7g/TXjuVAzADdI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Qbm4zAJR_pE/s72-c/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-873430978930560064</id><published>2009-09-07T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T14:24:51.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>n the middle..</title><content type='html'>my life is so unpredictable...years ago..I was thinking to settle down..&lt;br /&gt;found a good looking woman..(thick)..had a long relationship..(thick)..but whenever it come to commitment..all the dream falling apart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commitment need a full attention..and currently..my commitment is to focus on my career..&lt;br /&gt;and that is my priority now...I had choose the path..and I can't complaint now..have to live with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the middle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I wonder what if I not choose this road..what if I work in different level..what if I not a hotelier..so many what if..but what if I was chose to choose and my chosen was a wrong one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the middle..they say..dilemma..crisis..thought..life..&lt;br /&gt;crisis..what crisis?..perhaps it's middle life crisis..&lt;br /&gt;perhaps there's no crisis if I had settle down years ago..&lt;br /&gt;perhaps there's no dilemma if I had choose my life accordingly..&lt;br /&gt;perhaps there's no what if if I had live my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the middle..I can only just wish..&lt;br /&gt;wish I was not in disturbed..&lt;br /&gt;wish I was not in substance abused..&lt;br /&gt;wish I was not drinking..&lt;br /&gt;wish I was not smoking..&lt;br /&gt;wish I was not overdose.......years ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the middle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-873430978930560064?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/873430978930560064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=873430978930560064&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/873430978930560064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/873430978930560064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2009/09/n-middle.html' title='n the middle..'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-7224327311662830482</id><published>2009-08-20T04:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T04:49:56.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back for good..</title><content type='html'>Welcome back to all..readers who waiting for the next issue...it's been a while since I write here..and I really wish I have something to share about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month of August is a Ramadhan month.. for Muslim like me..it's all about not having a meal from dusk till dawn..no liquid no food..it's all about fasting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tough for a hotelier especially those who working in the restaurant..the aroma of the chicken curry during breakfast time was enough to tempting your spirit..and the smell of fresh orange was enough to make you thirst..that was only a first hour of fasting period..imagine the rest eleven hours..so those who can survive the first day are not guarantee to survive the next day..here come the c.o.b.a.a.n..like a Tan Sri P. Ramlee's one of classic movie..Pendekar Bujang Lapok..coming the second week..you'll see a lot of so call fasting people..will quietly dissappear..based on my experience..it takes two to tango..and it takes three to poison your willing..but anyway..I guess those who completed the fasting for whole month must be rewarded with Raya leave or something..once I fulfill the holy month but yet I still celebrated Raya at Sudu kitchen with all the not-get-leave-for-Raya team members..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year in the wine team..I had been guarantee a Raya holidays..and I really appreciate it..although my favourite nephews and niece are all celebrating Raya at India..but I'm sure Nabil, Aidil and Farzana will always remember their uncles and aunties..not to forget Little Miss Jada Kyra who will spark my Raya mood with her laugh and smile..wish she can start walking during Raya..but even I don't mind carry her all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in this oppurtunity..I wish all my Muslim readers..a happy fasting month and hope your Ramadhan Al-Mubarak will be a good month..insyaallah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least..don't forget to watch my singer-songwriter's sister Ana Raffali at 8tv during Raya..she composed a new Raya song..which I don't like it at the first time..if possible..&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Berpuasa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-7224327311662830482?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/7224327311662830482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=7224327311662830482&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/7224327311662830482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/7224327311662830482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-for-good.html' title='Back for good..'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-4450042332364817500</id><published>2009-06-02T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:15:05.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special edition..the 50th issues..</title><content type='html'>Dear readers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while since I wrote to my blog..and coincidently this is the 50th edition and it's quite an achievement for me..and hopefully it will going on strong until another 50..and so on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this special edition..I guess it is proper to flashback what move me to start blogging..at the first place..it all started as an experimental yet it became as a hobby and one of the ways to interact in this cyberworld..I admit I was not into this seriously..but time passing by..it was like an education..I am still learning..everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this special edition..perhaps it will be okay if I do a little bit of introduction about myself..I am a hotelier working in one of the leading hotel in Kuala Lumpur..I am in the F&amp;B outlets and currently work as a wine agent..for people who know nothing about wine..wine is like an adult fruit juice..and my job is to convinced and offered the good wine for the guests..gave some advise about the choice of wine pairing with their dishes..something like what goes well with cod fish..a nice glass of sauvignon blanc..just to give an easy example..perhaps this is probably a dream job for me..I want to go further in this industry and learn every aspects about wine making and tasting..and I am living a dream becoming a wine sommelier one day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for this special edition..perhaps it is relevant to write what is behind the title still or sparkling..well the words spontaneously uttered as a question of what was the choices of your prefered mineral water..and when the right after guests were seated..the server will pop out that question..and it gave me a goosebump..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..thanks for all the  visitors who just maybe accidently open this blog..and to all fellow bloggers and readers..thanks for all your supports and comments..and keep on blogging in this free world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for another 50 issues..congrats to Harris Raffali for creating the ideas..well honestly it still in need of new developments and rooms for improvements..for any suggestion you can email me at harrisraffali@gmail.com or add me in the facebook..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-4450042332364817500?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/4450042332364817500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=4450042332364817500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/4450042332364817500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/4450042332364817500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2009/06/special-editition.html' title='Special edition..the 50th issues..'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-4431463259996027629</id><published>2009-05-02T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T04:53:30.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sacrifies..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was damn quiet in all fronts..peoples seem to went outside KL for this Labour holidays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The business was usually busy on Friday night at Vintage Bank..but tonight surprisingly..only two wine by the glass sold..a bit worrying to start the month..if this continues..I can imagine a below RM300 a point for month of May..the rooms not help it either..25 percent room occupancy..seriously..this month probably not the month to spend..maybe they just paid to IRS last month a handsome amount of money for the income tax..damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The month of May will be a good month to improve my knowledge about wines..I had been assigned to assist on the wine storage and 8th floor..it was a tough duty..involve my strenght and muscles..the new shipment will be arriving on June..thousands bottles of wines..and my two hands..imagine that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit..my life change drastically..sometimes I wonder if I make a right call to join this wonderful wine team..then I realized this is the sacrifies that I have to take..I have made it at the restaurant before and it was about time I took up the challenges and stop blaiming and complaining..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My concern is do I have a time for my own little private life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-4431463259996027629?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/4431463259996027629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=4431463259996027629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/4431463259996027629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/4431463259996027629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-sacrifies.html' title='My Sacrifies..'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-3078685534156889594</id><published>2009-04-12T05:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T05:14:39.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silence..</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys..this past month really took me out of hand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate the support you gave to me..&lt;br /&gt;and I hoping I can continue contribute a story or anything in my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I have enough time for my blog update..&lt;br /&gt;and I hope to write about my new experiences..&lt;br /&gt;about this adult fruit juices when the time is right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-3078685534156889594?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/3078685534156889594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=3078685534156889594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/3078685534156889594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/3078685534156889594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2009/04/silence.html' title='silence..'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-1773729286215983850</id><published>2009-03-15T05:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T05:52:02.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All that I leave behind..</title><content type='html'>These days seem running in slow motion..for a couple of week..I was occupied with all the wine academy and wine tasting..with the operation of restaurant..and some potensial sales report to explained..my life quite busy at work, right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to the wine team changed all my perception about life as a sommelier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years ago..when I joined Lafite..I never thought I will had the experiences with someone else other then my first mentor..but it seem now I will learn a great new environment, totally different from Lafite..now it's more into business orientation minded and I am lucky, I guess, to be part of that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the offer came last year..I don't take too much thought about the pros and cons..and I knew if I don't take it..it will haunting me back..it was an offer that I can't refuse..so I took up the challenges and leave behind all my negatives thinking aside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like what I doing right now..although it is hard to catch up with the rest of team members..but they taught me to become independent..we are a small team of six team members..but we have a mission..the goal is to achieve our monthly sales target..and I want to get more involve on that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't look back anymore..I need to be in full commitment..and set my own target..I have to read more about wine..I bought the book "Windows of the World"..and it's like a bible of wine..so said my boss..hope it will help me on the Q&amp;A given..I just need to getting started..refresh my mind..forget all the boozes..and leave behind all the good, the bad and the ugly memories..because my new life have just begun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..to be continued&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-1773729286215983850?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/1773729286215983850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=1773729286215983850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/1773729286215983850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/1773729286215983850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-that-i-leave-behind.html' title='All that I leave behind..'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-3875850482726266118</id><published>2009-03-03T02:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T03:20:26.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been like a rollercoaster ride..</title><content type='html'>Finally I realizes that this past few days I was in denial..I thought I can make it right..but I was wrong..and now I am ready to accept the consequences..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to move on..I have to face the fact that all this time I was blind in choosing my direction..there's no way I can make this affair goes smoothly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been like a rollercoaster ride..and I ready to give it up..because I felt sick and freaking tired..of all surrounding bullshit..and I can feel that this ride going nowhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before it's too late to turning back..I have to stop it before it getting out of hand..the burden in my hand..and I was miserable all the time..I can't pretend to have a hundred percent fun..no more lies..no more dramas..no more acts..because everything seem fade to black now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the last time I will write about my curse in love..this is not supposed to be a love blog..damn..enough already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-3875850482726266118?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/3875850482726266118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=3875850482726266118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/3875850482726266118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/3875850482726266118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-i-realizes-that-this-past-few.html' title='It&apos;s been like a rollercoaster ride..'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-4498740555993311698</id><published>2009-02-26T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T23:32:39.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to burn the bridge that made out of steel..?</title><content type='html'>Dear all, quite interesting that this blog been read by you guys..and I think it's cool and I appreciate your thoughts and comments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel obliged to writes again..I know in public eyes, life as a hotelier not quite interesting and sometimes boring..we did eight hours and we left..like anyone else..but the truth is a hotelier is much like an actor in the theater play..Lafite Restaurant taught me everything that I need to know in my early career..thanks to my sifu Huza Radzi, who gave me a bittersweet lessons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an actor in the hotel..one need to look for appearances..looks..and attitudes..someone need to be a supporting actor to make the play well rehearsed..and let the crowds or the paying guests satisfied ..and the main actor like me should spice up a little bit of drama..magical and character..to overcome the unsatisfaction crowds.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is a different crowd..and just like in a theater..we can't get away with our nerves and fears..and yes, it always happen and we had that moments but we shall not prolonged it for another day..or the play will getting hated and bored..and how about the romance?..the romance in our play not exactly like in the theater..yes we can show a little bit passions and loves..but in a friendly kind of ways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why all of this acting got to do with the title?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get confused with the title..and yes it's nothing to do with the title..but this is my way to get your attention, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know in this past few articles..it shown that I was so down with love.. heart broken..depressed.. and angered..and I think a lot about toughcookie written to my comments the other day and it wake me up, actually..and I guess I was wrongly decided to end without consulting and meet her..it was a rush choice without checking the consequences on her part..so I made up my mind and set for an evening dinner yesterday.. after nine days of hates and despairs we met again and chats..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that she was confused with her life and she want out..she want to go single-non-attached and be friend with everyone she met aka freedom..so far I was listening to her side of story..of how ungrateful I was towards her..of how her tolerance toward me was not really been appreciated..of how my smssed that other night hurts her feeling and she was devastated and cried because of my hated words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's my reactions?..what's my defenses?..what's my story to get away from all of this?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continue..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-4498740555993311698?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/4498740555993311698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=4498740555993311698&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/4498740555993311698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/4498740555993311698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-to-burn-bridge-that-made-out-of.html' title='How to burn the bridge that made out of steel..?'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-5802754118633101785</id><published>2009-02-23T21:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:36:12.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new chapter..but same old one..</title><content type='html'>The lifestyle of hoteliers were sometimes quite amazing..during working hours and after the shifts were totally different things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever at the premises of any hotel..hoteliers had a boundaries..a guidelines to follow and obey..standard of procedures to maintain the performances..and we live by rules and regulations..and to neglect any of this was like you threw the sand inside your rice cooker..that will be disaster..but surely everybody knew that..it is written..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is so amazing about our lifestyle after works?..well to start with..one must have a connection..someone that had a influence in every details..a connection doesn't necessary need some money..most of the time..a connection need a good friendship..remember, this is all business..and when this oppurtunities arised.. hotelliers need to be friendly and charmed to everyone..and that were not only at the hotel to be precised but also at other places as well..but of course everybody know that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lifestyle after works is individual needs..perhaps for the old bachelor and now single and available guy like myself..I spent my quality time after works mostly on clubs and bars with my usual entourages ..it is important to stick with a small crew of two or three friends..you don't wanna look like a troublemakers or worse..as a hotellier..you will definitely meet other hotelliers as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week my good friend of mine said that "we are like God at Centro"..yeah right!..after I got him the corkage prize of RM100 for a liter of Chivas..he owed me for that..and this two hot ladies on our sides..we dances, we drinks, we smokes all night long..like the kings of a night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a night..a night that was the beginning of the end of an affair..how can I forget that moments..even the eight miss calls couldn't get me off the club..until it closed..damn..and I still can managed to walk alone to the coffee shop..watched my team Manchester United put three goals past Fulham's goalkeeper..and that was not even the end of the glory night..or the morning for whoever start working early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can miss that lifestyle after works..of course..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sober for six day now..not a record yet..and I intend to start reading the book that she gave me on my birthday..at least it will help to motivate me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew it then and I knew it now..that no girl wanna love a drunken master ..well that's her statement actually..anyway like I care..perhaps the recent break off is my ace of spade..my eight balls..my call to change after all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The United States of America's new President, Barack Obama..who now famous quote is "we can change"..and to be a half American myself..that's another story..this is a hint and sign to start a new chapter..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will see about that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to be continue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-5802754118633101785?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/5802754118633101785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=5802754118633101785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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what did I told you..&lt;br /&gt;What did I told you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..I been warned..and yet I still get caught in the act..I admits this time it look like no answer and solution..and I was judged and punished without my corcern..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I don't have any say about this relationship and my words was not worth any cents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't she heard my side of story..of how my lacks of the not-so-user-friendly-yet PDA had jeopardise my ability to answered her eight miss calls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of how my being with friends could also been the factor..it was not like I done it on purpose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how my apologized was been replaced with hated and angered..and what's about her..she think she was a Cindarella..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to my senses..I know the time will come..but I don't expect it to happen in this near time..the time when I felt bad and sad to bid farewell to my precious nephews who'd leaving to India for three years..the time when I really need a friend to talk to..and who was selfish now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arguing with you was such a waste of time..and if you really want this to end..then so long..farewell to you as well..and this time like you warned me before..is for real..and I can live with or without you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in this life..I thought I got the chosen one..but lucky me..now I can go hunting again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-4922469196154995073?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/4922469196154995073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=4922469196154995073&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 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type='text'>Confession..</title><content type='html'>I need to clear the air about one thing..my status..It's seem that 'in relationship' status took a lot on my time with someone..I have to be in touch..connected..and act like a couple..it's a bit strange and unusual for me..It's been a while since I have a real girlfriend..if you know what I mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A real girlfriend..the one who can live with you in the happy and sorrow time..the one who can give a full attention and respect your freedom..the one who can ignore the past and carry on with present life..the one who can give a support and encourage you to be better man..the one who can lie to be honest..the one who can keep the secret between each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who is a lovely, a beautiful,  a charming and a princess in heart and soul.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a definition..the fact is I found that in someone already..but the truth is I afraid to fail the relationship again..I been warned in the past that you have to be open and wise..yeah, I guess I am more wiser now..more wiser to know the fact that nothing actually happen until you pop the question.."Do you want to marry me?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until it happen..that I know it depends and need my full focus and attention..I will keep and prolong this relationship until the sign is there..or until I get dump!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just been warned..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-4877235048906974381?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/4877235048906974381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=4877235048906974381&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/4877235048906974381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/4877235048906974381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2009/02/confession.html' title='Confession..'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-1189999002599476112</id><published>2009-02-06T23:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T00:25:40.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to get from where you are to where you want to be.....</title><content type='html'>It seem weird this day..someone plant this idea in my head..and suddenly it become stuck inside my mind....and I try to google who is the person that had this idea..and coincidently..&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/images/0007245750/sr=1-2/qid=1233936338/ref=dp_image_text_0?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;n=283155&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1233936338&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;the message was a book title by the same name.&lt;/a&gt;...and I get this book as a present for my birthday..is it coincident now..or I'd been tag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not have a time to sit down and read the book yet..it's been a while since I finished my last reading..a novel by Mario Puzo's The Godfather..that was back in 2004..Oh..God..almost five years..most of the time I only read the book half way..and sometime I not read at all..just bought it for the fun of pleasure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time is different..since the word became a motivation enough for me..thanks for the gift..I will read it..and try to comment about it on my next post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope the book not dusty when I finished it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-1189999002599476112?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/1189999002599476112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=1189999002599476112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/1189999002599476112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/1189999002599476112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-to-get-from-where-you-are-to-where.html' title='How to get from where you are to where you want to be.....'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-5473156836565815737</id><published>2009-01-30T04:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T04:16:22.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about a letter c...with the Capital..</title><content type='html'>A few words begin with a letter &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt; that soon becoming a burden in my hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Commitment&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;em&gt;depends on time, energy and space..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to give a full commitment to a person I love..that is why I scare to commit.. I don't have enough time for her..as a hotellier, eight hours on shift never been enough..I still have to do extra hours that sad to say..never counted as overtime..and after long hours work..I can't have a full energy to meet her..I will become jaged and tired..and to erased that I want to have some space for myself..this is when 'happy hours' was important to energizes my spirit..and it already damaged my pocket..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Committed.&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;em&gt;on what you love to do..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working in hospitality industry..I already commited to my jobs, work place, team members and management..so how is it possible to make more on my love life..since it will divide my full attention on already hectic schedule?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Career....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;on long term planning..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After more than four years in the same outlet..it's time to move on..and when that happen..&lt;br /&gt;I need to be ready..I already in the Wine Team now..the job that required me more reading, learning and understood wine to do the talking and upselling..and for the long term plan..becoming a wine sommelier will be a great prospect for my future..that's my goal in two years time.. and to have someone that share my dream will be great..but am I willing to sacrify all that just because she can't ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jspF20701vw"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C.I.N.T.A....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;like an X.P.D.C. once popular kindergarden song..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C..Cinta ku yang satu..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I..Impian yang nyata..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;N..Nikmat yang berbeda..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;T..Tanpa pengertian..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A..Antara kau-aku..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in translation?&lt;br /&gt;My love one..&lt;br /&gt;the dream is real..&lt;br /&gt;the satisfaction was different..&lt;br /&gt;without explanation..&lt;br /&gt;between you and me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-5473156836565815737?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/5473156836565815737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=5473156836565815737&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/5473156836565815737'/><link rel='self' 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subject..and it's important to have a good story to begin the new year..&lt;br /&gt;But my story so far began with a sad note..that I lost my SonyEricsson K810I..in the new year morning..I just used it for about 8 months and suddenly it feels like my whole life turn upside down....It feel like the world was collapsed..and I been struck by lightning and no one knew nothing about it..totally chaos..and the worst part..my brother also lost his Nokia N95 on the same week...and he really love that phone..he won it on the contest that brought him and Ana to Rome for 8 days..Poor Khalil..Good Luck on AF7 tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;It's back with a reality check..that without a phone you can still enjoy life..alone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-5487606526424812000?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-1940950658931825486</id><published>2008-12-29T04:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T04:51:41.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Or Sparkling?: Wishlist...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/12/wishlist.html#links"&gt;Still Or Sparkling?: Wishlist...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-1940950658931825486?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/12/wishlist.html#links' title='Still Or Sparkling?: Wishlist...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-7031640268090214280</id><published>2008-12-28T05:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T08:28:54.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist...</title><content type='html'>New year 2009 will be coming in few more days..and I really hope..this 2009 will be a year that bring me more joys and happiness..&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope that all the sadness and sorrow in 2008 will not be repeat again next year..at least for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I wish for in 2009 will be..&lt;br /&gt;a) better financial in life..in term of check and balance of my account..&lt;br /&gt;b) have a steady relationship..although I will not bet for it!&lt;br /&gt;c) possess a driving license..and buy a car..it's about time already!&lt;br /&gt;d) own a Visa or Mastercard..&lt;br /&gt;e) limit the entertainment hours..that I can't promise but I will try!&lt;br /&gt;f) becoming a wine sommelier..it's still on hold!&lt;br /&gt;g) travel to &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=5097314308"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/a&gt; and Russia..start collecting dollars or euros..&lt;br /&gt;h) learning more about IT and website..buy a laptop..&lt;br /&gt;i) more collection on DVD...that's not cheap..but still safe money from going to TGV..&lt;br /&gt;j) &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1183237&amp;amp;id=8463482967"&gt;going to Metallica concert&lt;/a&gt;!...that's more like a dream..&lt;br /&gt; if ever they will come to this part of the world....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SVbHUE4Z-gI/AAAAAAAAAFY/DQN3AhjPAvo/s1600-h/metallica1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SVbHUE4Z-gI/AAAAAAAAAFY/DQN3AhjPAvo/s200/metallica1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284630360487492098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some of this wish list depend directly to myself..but that's a challenge..and I hope one of these days it will happen and I will prove that it will never too late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marry? That will come sooner rather than later..because I really don't know if there is someone waiting for me..but I can't reject it if the time is right..I can only pray that one day..my bride will come knocking at my door..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008..thanks for all the good memories..&lt;br /&gt;2009..wishing for all the good things becoming a reality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye 2008..Adios&lt;br /&gt;Welcome 2009..Salute&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-7031640268090214280?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/7031640268090214280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=7031640268090214280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-3689021592674221968</id><published>2008-12-26T03:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T03:55:17.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the broken promises...</title><content type='html'>Whatever happen tomorrow..I will not working as a server anymore..&lt;br /&gt;Enough is enough..they can't treat me like a ball..&lt;br /&gt;Passed me around whenever they like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been promised to move to the new outlet after X'mas day..&lt;br /&gt;I was happy and excited and eagerly looking forward for it..&lt;br /&gt;They can't shattered my dream just because they don't have enough personnel to work with..&lt;br /&gt;All the talking become nothing anymore..they can't simply put a shift for me after my name was not even on the list after X'mas day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I'm concern..my soul was not belong in Sudu anymore..I gave all my four years already and I appreciate all the cooperation from all my coleagues and managers during my period as a team member..and I can't thank enough for all the sacrifies and hard work from&lt;br /&gt;all my team members during my year as a team leader..truth is I will miss you guys a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let bygone be bygone....whatever happen in Sudu should stay in Sudu..and that the bottom line..allow me to move peacefully without hassle and problem..let me create a new chapter in my career and whenever if possible, I will still can help Sudu in a different ways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the person who responsible for making a decision..just let me go..this last few months already unsettled my life and future..I really need this transfer..I know it is a hard decision to make..but flashback..I was not asked for it..it was offered and I'm glad and honour..It was like an amateur footballer been offered to play for a higher league team..May all the wish come true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not change my mind..and that's an ultimatum..someday I will be a sommelier..and I will do whatever it take to make this happen..starting from today..&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-3689021592674221968?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/3689021592674221968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=3689021592674221968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/3689021592674221968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I won the main lucky draw prize..6 days and 5 nights to Sydney, Australia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around I will not attend the party..since I been chosen to work on closing shift..Too bad, they will &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SU3wQgdyBuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/AOKuIMbyQLg/s1600-h/lucky.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SU3wQgdyBuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/AOKuIMbyQLg/s200/lucky.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282142104358880994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;miss my antics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    So to every hoteliers  out there, this is your night..enjoy it..&lt;br /&gt;                                                    keep the alcohol volume low!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    And hopefully the magic works wonder for me, twice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-6086905059781215292?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/6086905059781215292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=6086905059781215292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/6086905059781215292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/6086905059781215292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/12/feel-like-deja-vu-again.html' title='Feel like a deja vu, again..'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SU3wQgdyBuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/AOKuIMbyQLg/s72-c/lucky.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-4444030353376968259</id><published>2008-12-06T14:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T15:42:38.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All's well that ends well and other comedies....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/STolw3Wb-tI/AAAAAAAAAE4/iW2FuhXxj3s/s1600-h/wine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/STolw3Wb-tI/AAAAAAAAAE4/iW2FuhXxj3s/s320/wine.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276571434839964370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the Shakespeare's drama about the new chapter of my life, today I will wearing a new uniform and begin my career as a wine agent..and hopefully one day I'll becoming a Wine Sommelier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoming this is perhaps a wish comes true..No one can deny me anymore..After all the talk, meeting with the director, and several months delayed and nothing to be confirmed,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be joining the wine team unofficially, because I'll only start on 26th December..but I still be working in Sudu and it is my absolute pleasure to show people what's my capable off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wish me all the luck and.. I will be continue to deliver..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-4444030353376968259?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/4444030353376968259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=4444030353376968259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/4444030353376968259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/4444030353376968259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/12/alls-well-that-ends-well-and-other.html' title='All&apos;s well that ends well and other comedies....'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/STolw3Wb-tI/AAAAAAAAAE4/iW2FuhXxj3s/s72-c/wine.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-3509617172421929438</id><published>2008-12-02T15:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T15:32:45.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ola...Happy Hours!</title><content type='html'>The good thing becoming a hotelier is that you can be friend with stranger as it was your job as required...and what a possibly the no risk place to find a stranger was in the fun places like the pubs, bars, gigs or sometimes on the road..&lt;br /&gt;They are from all over the world..I met a lady who was from Costa Rica the other night...she's a good friend to chat with..and she knew about football that I can consider very rare among women in Malaysia..She's a sports fan as well..and it was a good thing to start a conversation..&lt;br /&gt;And the hours become more fun when the live footie shown on screen...and the beers keep flowing...What the way to enjoy your happy hours...&lt;br /&gt;Johanna Vargas Chinchilla..Thanks for the chat...Keep it real!&lt;br /&gt;Ola! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/STTkPqI2FMI/AAAAAAAAAEw/lSCPtAP_HQM/s1600-h/ola.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/STTkPqI2FMI/AAAAAAAAAEw/lSCPtAP_HQM/s320/ola.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275092021218251970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-3509617172421929438?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/3509617172421929438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=3509617172421929438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/3509617172421929438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/3509617172421929438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/12/olahappy-hours.html' title='Ola...Happy Hours!'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/STTkPqI2FMI/AAAAAAAAAEw/lSCPtAP_HQM/s72-c/ola.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-487774081869874486</id><published>2008-11-27T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T00:45:46.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession of a drama king</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SS7OBqrunrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ztEbCnGHQkc/s1600-h/actor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SS7OBqrunrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ztEbCnGHQkc/s320/actor.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273378741730320050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month going to end soon..Three days left actually..And even it's not ending yet..but still it's full of sadness, sorrow, pressure, hatred, back stabbing, double cross and whatever elements that look negative and spoil my mood of working..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotelier is an actor on his borrowed platform..The stage is the restaurant that provide all the prob and the customer is the audience..That mean you have to become a drama king to perform a soap opera everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are all this actors and actresses were been in screened before?..Yes, but few of them are only playing a supporting roles that just complete the quota..We still need a key roles to run the show and make the drama interesting..And currently we short on that area..Someone that provide jokes, happiness, caring, a hero type of guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a hero type..probably a bad actor, I not even can stand straight in the  briefing..But I'm concern about what will happen when this soap opera lost perhaps one of the most beloved and hatred actor when he don't have anymore inspiration to be part of the drama? Are the sets will be falling apart? And who's the fault of all this chaos? Perhaps too many screenwriters spoil the drama and become a laughing stock among the audiences..What happen to the future actors that probably dying to get a role to play?..What's the director action on this..Cut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continue..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-487774081869874486?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/487774081869874486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=487774081869874486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/487774081869874486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/487774081869874486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/11/confession-of-drama-king.html' title='Confession of a drama king'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SS7OBqrunrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ztEbCnGHQkc/s72-c/actor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-656263684035249769</id><published>2008-11-26T01:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T03:01:25.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow as a champion..Move it, move it..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SSxGdl_ExvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/M7rbkUnBuhQ/s1600-h/three+babies+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SSxGdl_ExvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/M7rbkUnBuhQ/s320/three+babies+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272666737970824946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SSxGdPCdZCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/t-Pl8ZTBtR8/s1600-h/madagascar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SSxGdPCdZCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/t-Pl8ZTBtR8/s320/madagascar.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272666731811005474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening was a great day to chill out with my nephews at Suria's TGV. They kinda like to hang out here since they first knew how to go to KLCC by LRT. It's exhausted but it was fun watching them playing, running, jumping, they not scared of anything, especially the young and beautiful Farzana. She's not even 2 years old yet but she can count to ten better than her second brother, Aidil.  &lt;br /&gt;What the joyous moment they having..like flying without wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SSxDeNN4JRI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bJAnIj61NAw/s1600-h/three+babies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SSxDeNN4JRI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bJAnIj61NAw/s320/three+babies.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272663449967011090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-656263684035249769?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/656263684035249769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=656263684035249769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/656263684035249769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/656263684035249769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/11/grow-as-championmove-it-move-it.html' title='Grow as a champion..Move it, move it..'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SSxGdl_ExvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/M7rbkUnBuhQ/s72-c/three+babies+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-6215715290887624141</id><published>2008-11-25T11:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T11:58:10.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Click!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SSt13px3A2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/EfpK6r0GdaQ/s1600-h/klnite.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SSt13px3A2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/EfpK6r0GdaQ/s320/klnite.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272437387735532386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SSt13afkYlI/AAAAAAAAADw/BTXJCflpOks/s1600-h/knite2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SSt13afkYlI/AAAAAAAAADw/BTXJCflpOks/s320/knite2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272437383632282194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, for the first time after long, long years..I took some guts to take pictures around Jalan Pinang and Jalan P.Ramlee. The view and scenery was perfect for this new hobby of mine..Luckily for me..I have Awie and Arab followed me..and Awie especially, really into this photography..I think he got a talent that need to be polish a little bit..Never too late to learn a new things..Even our greatest leader, Tun Dr. Mahathir started a blog that inspired millions of Malaysian to join forces..Such an inspiration for y-generation..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-6215715290887624141?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/6215715290887624141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=6215715290887624141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/6215715290887624141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/6215715290887624141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/11/click.html' title='Click!'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SSt13px3A2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/EfpK6r0GdaQ/s72-c/klnite.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-2729798438705746637</id><published>2008-11-20T12:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:08:29.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cantonese Egg Noodle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SST-fFRfLRI/AAAAAAAAADo/BHgCBwGPX_s/s1600-h/DSC00401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SST-fFRfLRI/AAAAAAAAADo/BHgCBwGPX_s/s320/DSC00401.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270617273875246354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After long period of working in the closing shift, this November bring a new chapter of my life. I am assigned to work in the morning for whole month. It's not like I never had to to work in morning before, it's just a work anyway. You have to set the alarm as early as 5am, sleep early, forget about early morning football match, clubbing, drinking etc. You have to wake up fresh from hangover of last night partying, or else you will seen as sleepy hollow. &lt;br /&gt;My part in the morning need me to be cheerful, smiley face, and the most important part, fresh awake. I'm not a breakfast type of guy, I prefer a cigarette to start. And a cup of low fat latte.&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast at this month especially on working days was so busy. We have lots of group coming. The good part is you can see how they dressed up for breakfast. Young attractive ladies perhaps the one that most probably been served well. &lt;br /&gt;"would you like to start with a cup of coffee or tea?" " and a freshly squish orange juice as well?" been repeatedly asked hundreds of time by the angels aka customer service girls for in-house guests who walk in. Coffee or tea must been served within 2 minutes or in some cases 3 minutes for a latte or cappuccino. All in the fast moves. You can't walk like a model, you have to turn over the table as quick as you can for other guest who arrived. 300 covers everyday. Busy? It's normal. They used a term of tsunami, mean when they come one short at one time and leaving exactly the same. Then second tsunami came the table was like eighty percent ready, this time the back runner should be fast on getting the coffee cup ready, the buffet checked clean, the cutlery enough, everything in order.&lt;br /&gt;The funny part of breakfast is when group of Chinese tourist came, they like their breakfast very well. They enjoy it too much they can seat for an hour. For the European or American they have their breakfast fast. A cup of coffee, some toast with choice of egg style, poach egg, over easy, sunny side up, scramble, soft boiled, hard boiled, and omelet. &lt;br /&gt;A breakfast is finished at 10.30am and it will be continue the day after. And some short period of time, I was running from all of this busy things for a puff-puff after finish my latte and a bowl of egg noodle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-2729798438705746637?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/2729798438705746637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=2729798438705746637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/2729798438705746637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/2729798438705746637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/11/cantonese-egg-noodle.html' title='Cantonese Egg Noodle.'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SST-fFRfLRI/AAAAAAAAADo/BHgCBwGPX_s/s72-c/DSC00401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-3628047518189520448</id><published>2008-10-03T05:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T05:58:29.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aidilfitri come again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SOVEBLIY23I/AAAAAAAAAC8/hggK5B-mJTY/s1600-h/image-upload-26-708101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SOVEBLIY23I/AAAAAAAAAC8/hggK5B-mJTY/s320/image-upload-26-708101.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;In conjuction with Aidilfitri, I would like to wish all my viewers, Selamat Hari Raya. Maaf zahir dan Batin. My blog will resume its story starting today. Lots of thing happen during Ramadhan and mostly all the time work took my time off. But I'm glad everyone celebrate Raya with happiness eventhough Ana lost her phone while watching movie, KAMI. Too sad because she love the phone so much. She won it on Nokia Challenge last year and that phone brought her to Rome, Italy for holiday. Not her 'rezeki'. If only she just stick to her plan buy a book at KLCC rather than continue with Kami.&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad as well. The N95 was the first expensive model that ever land in our home. And loads of pics and vids on her phone. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the memory  remains.and nothing else matters. If only the day that ndver come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-3628047518189520448?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/3628047518189520448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=3628047518189520448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/3628047518189520448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/3628047518189520448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/10/aidilfitri-come-again.html' title='Aidilfitri come again!'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SOVEBLIY23I/AAAAAAAAAC8/hggK5B-mJTY/s72-c/image-upload-26-708101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-9140141239885662107</id><published>2008-08-30T05:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T05:21:34.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Open letter to S.A.F.</title><content type='html'>This morning, I witness the defeat of Man U at Monte Carlo against Zenit St. Petersburg of Russia. Totally outplayed. It's a reality check for Man U to look for an alternative for Cristiano Ronaldo. Last season saw the champion depend too much on No. 7 for his goal scoring and play making. The truth is Man U need a well proven striker who can deliver goals when it needed most. Now it is time to buy someone that can score 20 goals per season before the transfer dateline closed on 1st September. &lt;br /&gt;Buy Berbatov now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-9140141239885662107?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/9140141239885662107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=9140141239885662107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/9140141239885662107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/9140141239885662107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/08/open-letter-to-saf.html' title='Open letter to S.A.F.'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-6377228698391933059</id><published>2008-08-05T02:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T02:41:21.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving? I need an accountant!</title><content type='html'>Is it hard to spend money? Sometime it so easy to blow our money away.. Buy some cute shirts, buy some cute pants, spend drinks with friends..clubbing, open bottles..etc..&lt;br /&gt;But the main question is how to spend money in good way?&lt;br /&gt;I really can't answer that..for me, money is like water, easy come and easy goes..&lt;br /&gt;But one of this day, I will need to save my money..I intend to travel to Europe next year..If I can save like a thousand per month for six month..I can be at Moscow around April or May next year..If I can save less that that..five hundreds for example, maybe I can go visit my dearest friend at Hong Kong next year..But anyhow, I need to start saving..I'm planning to travel next year and I really hope my friends will understand that I can't spend like before..&lt;br /&gt;I need someone who can guide me, be my accountant..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-6377228698391933059?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/6377228698391933059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=6377228698391933059&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/6377228698391933059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/6377228698391933059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/08/saving-i-need-accountant.html' title='Saving? I need an accountant!'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-7437677814665621639</id><published>2008-07-29T02:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T04:03:08.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make me an offer that I can't refuse.</title><content type='html'>Every establish companies set the target for their employees to achieve and every 6 month, there will be some kind of performance development review. This is one of the most important time when all good and bad about yourself and your work will be reveal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My PDR this year overall were acceptable..there were few areas for improvement and I admit I'm getting to the point that sometime I lack on people management...I tend to improve on that with more training on supervisory skills and so on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm glad that this is a chance for me to show what I really interest in..beverage. Since I can be a master on service side..the opportunity to polish back my knowledge in wine and beverage is one thing that need to be grab..So the offer from the Head Sommelier to join the Wine Team is once in the life time opportunity..An offer that I can't refuse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time to move on to the next level. Ever since I left Lafite years ago, I never thought that one day I will involve seriously on wine again..I really looking forward to work with the best wine sommelier in Malaysia, Mr Roderick..I even managed to get a full score, 100% on his wine test conducted a few months ago..perhaps this was a prove that I really interested in his lecturer, theory and practical. His words remind me of someone that I really admired long ago back in my old place. His drive and passion to become the first Maitre 'd was a talk in town among hoteliers, to work with him was a memorable experiences although it end with a sour note..sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when these will be happen? It all depends when a suitable person will replace my position..I talk to my manager about the possibility of promoting one of the team member and I really hope it will one day happen and change my future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a plan B.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-7437677814665621639?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/7437677814665621639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=7437677814665621639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/7437677814665621639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/7437677814665621639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/07/offer-that-i-cant-refuse.html' title='Make me an offer that I can&apos;t refuse.'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-5192270040673700452</id><published>2008-07-25T04:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T19:34:53.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opportunity</title><content type='html'>Working in hospitality industry entrusted you to meet people in all kind of situation..You have to be prepare for the worst scenario..Complaint or bad comment was like your games..If the situation getting prolonged, you might end up with E.N.T or in common word, free of charge.&lt;br /&gt;The moment I choose this line, there's no turning back. I need to sacrifice and I am doing that for years now..One who understand hotelliers is more likely had worked in the industry before..Do I need to tell more?&lt;br /&gt;When you get a trust from your manager, don't ever lost that trusted. In future it will benefit you if you a 'kaki ampu' a bit. There was no wrong to bodek a bit, buy a few drink, makan, but don't expect the reward as soon as posible. It took a loyalty person for this to work on your own. It means once the perangkap kena, then you will see your bright side.&lt;br /&gt;But somewhere and somehow, people on your side will wonder what good this person had done to achieve this and that. Then when the time is not right, someone will question your motive and it be a disaster if you not have a Plan B.&lt;br /&gt;Plan B? To be continue...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-5192270040673700452?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/5192270040673700452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=5192270040673700452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/5192270040673700452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/5192270040673700452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/07/oppurtunity.html' title='Opportunity'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-922859821515843075</id><published>2008-07-23T09:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:08:06.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy 2 man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIaC9-sxijI/AAAAAAAAACs/bQSZXZnnWD8/s1600-h/image-upload-1-703039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIaC9-sxijI/AAAAAAAAACs/bQSZXZnnWD8/s320/image-upload-1-703039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My smart nephew, Along Nabil is on his way to school. His passion for wrestling make him want to skip class last monday to watch The Great American Bash!. He knew all the WWE Superstars names and his favourite is Batista eventhough he lost to CM Punk that day. Yeah, The Animal was snub by Kane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-922859821515843075?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/922859821515843075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=922859821515843075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/922859821515843075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/922859821515843075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/07/boy-2-man.html' title='Boy 2 man'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIaC9-sxijI/AAAAAAAAACs/bQSZXZnnWD8/s72-c/image-upload-1-703039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-5636168993331017906</id><published>2008-07-23T04:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T19:36:38.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby girl'/><title type='text'>Becoming an uncle, again!</title><content type='html'>On the last sunday evening, my sister in law gave birth to a precious baby girl, Jada Kyra. So on this oppurtunity, I would like to congrats my Bro, Acat and her wife Juan. It worth waiting for nine months. And to my instant nephew, Daniel, congrats to you too..Now you can take good care of your little sister..Keep me posted on her development..&lt;br /&gt;Again, welcome to the world &lt;a href="http://acatwuzere.com"&gt;Ms Jada Kyra bt Mohd Khalid Rashad&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-5636168993331017906?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/5636168993331017906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=5636168993331017906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/5636168993331017906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/5636168993331017906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/07/becoming-uncle-again.html' title='Becoming an uncle, again!'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-2493611693736208658</id><published>2008-07-10T03:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:08:06.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ana's song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SHUWVSPOqQI/AAAAAAAAABU/HqjmI-WaOZ4/s1600-h/image-upload-200-781290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SHUWVSPOqQI/AAAAAAAAABU/HqjmI-WaOZ4/s320/image-upload-200-781290.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One memorable night at the Laundry the other day, coincidently my off day, she was performing with the marhaens; aidit, andy fp, booty's brothers, rumie and alfa and iqbal. Catch &lt;a href="http://anaraffali.com"&gt;Ana&lt;/a&gt; and the Marhaens at Setiawangsa for Girrlls Gig on this Friday. Good Luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-2493611693736208658?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/2493611693736208658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=2493611693736208658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/2493611693736208658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/2493611693736208658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/07/ana-song.html' title='Ana&apos;s song'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SHUWVSPOqQI/AAAAAAAAABU/HqjmI-WaOZ4/s72-c/image-upload-200-781290.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-1849008913175206856</id><published>2008-07-06T03:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T03:47:57.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospitality.</title><content type='html'>Everyone, once in their lifetime, surely had been to the hotel before. 3 stars, 4 stars or even 5 stars hotels..whatever it means, people demand service accordingly..since people pay loads of money to some fancy foods and beverages..&lt;br /&gt;Hotel industry demands enthusiastic people to work with them..among the criteria that they want is people that can be 'heavy duty'..reliable..all rounder..no sensitivity..enough strenght and 'tahan maki' kind of..you should also can work with all level of management, the most important thing is loyalty, eventhough that was hard to get, since there are lots of competitors among us..&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you wonder what is the issue here, work is work, at the end of the day, you will get a nice paycheck depend on how many points you will get..&lt;br /&gt;The issue is sometimes people don't know how stress and tension it be when you are been held responsible for such task that demand your time and energy..eventhough your shift already past, your job still required you to stay back, finish your side duties, other for replenishment at your bar, check your requisition, count your inventories. it never end until you thump out of the building..&lt;br /&gt;I'm pity for one of my buddy collegue, at the young age of thirty one, he got a heart attack recently, lucky for him, he get to the hospital enough time to received a medication and admitted to the I.C.U..hope and pray to God..though he is tough breed person, he is still good at heart to people who know him..&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon Mr A.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-1849008913175206856?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/1849008913175206856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=1849008913175206856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/1849008913175206856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/1849008913175206856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/07/hospitality.html' title='Hospitality.'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-5960228419882011826</id><published>2008-07-02T16:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:08:06.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A great escape II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS0rWYNw1I/AAAAAAAAABg/NI8iy2ErNSA/s1600-h/ijaisitting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS0rWYNw1I/AAAAAAAAABg/NI8iy2ErNSA/s320/ijaisitting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225500124491137874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It been a relaxing weekend, with no hassle, not even a single call can dampen my holiday break. This was absolutely a getaway from busy weekdays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-5960228419882011826?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/5960228419882011826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=5960228419882011826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/5960228419882011826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/5960228419882011826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/07/great-escape-ii.html' title='A great escape II'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS0rWYNw1I/AAAAAAAAABg/NI8iy2ErNSA/s72-c/ijaisitting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-3708649411211888000</id><published>2008-07-02T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:08:06.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A great escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS-Ej2nbvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_YYuWNcfHFA/s1600-h/ijaibeach2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS-Ej2nbvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_YYuWNcfHFA/s320/ijaibeach2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225510453209689842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a tireless month, a journey to Perhentian Island was a worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-3708649411211888000?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/3708649411211888000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=3708649411211888000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/3708649411211888000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/3708649411211888000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/07/great-escape.html' title='A great escape'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS-Ej2nbvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_YYuWNcfHFA/s72-c/ijaibeach2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-2951486459049812313</id><published>2008-05-25T03:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T04:55:42.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a destiny..The tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lightning strike twice...and this time it last till the end..who will guest the ending like that..Salute to Manchester United,  The Tsar of Europe, The King of the Kings..Hail the new prince, Cristiano Ronaldo, the goal machine..even with the missed penalty kick, the team never let their spirit down..Enter the living legend, Ryan Giggs..I'm so proud to growth along side him as Man United most capped player in the history...759th appearances..it's like yesterday when I first saw him as teenager back in 1991..Remember the semi-final of FA Cup 1998, his sprints against 5 Arsenal players and scored what would be one of the greatest goal in FA Cup history..Year of The Treble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Who will deny Edwin Van der Sar contribution to the whole drama..Paul Scholes will second it..his long overdue medal was worth waiting.. Rio Ferdinand and Nemanja Vidic, both equal in quality and leadership, soldier the defence in high and low, with Wes Brown and Patrice Evra couple in both attacking full back, the defence was exceptional. Micheal Carrick and Owen Hargreaves, the two Englishmen who never let us down, the young guns, Nani and Anderson..they will living their life in a perfect way if they follow the footsteps of Wayne Rooney, who himself is still in early 20's and the best Argies that ever played in premier league, Carlos Tevez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Finally, the greatest manager of them all, the Godfather of English football, Sir Alex Ferguson. Kudos to him, this is the third team he created in his 22 long years..The first was with King Eric Cantona, the second was with the Fergie's Fledgings; David Beckham, the Neville brothers, Gary and Phil, Scholes, Nicky Butt, and Giggs, and the third team who currently Sir Alex described as the best team his ever had, with the world player of the year-elect, the young Portuguese, Cristiano Ronaldo and  Wayne Rooney..Salute to the Champion of 10th English Premier League titles and third European Champion glory! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-2951486459049812313?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/2951486459049812313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=2951486459049812313&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/2951486459049812313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/2951486459049812313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-destinythe-tribute.html' title='It&apos;s a destiny..The tribute'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-5045983340946917645</id><published>2008-05-20T04:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T04:36:54.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Emotion.</title><content type='html'>I am looking forward for the finale of Champion League this coming Thursday. It happen to be my day off. I still remember the last time I saw Red Devil in action circa 1999, two late goals by the supersubs won the game for Manchester United. The trauma of 90 minutes without goal still hurting every die hard fans. I remember my late sister, Ima can't hardly watch it. It's like your heart beat so fast, you never knew what going to happen next. Enter Teddy Sheringham and Ole Gunnar Solksjaer. Two great supersubs that would change the entire life forever. Who can't forget that magical night at Nou Camp. That morning, 5a.m Malaysian Time, we both celebrate it like there's no end. Come 2008, it's been 5 years since she passed away. And last 17th of May, was her 35th anniversary. This finale is for you, Wilma Halira. May God be with you and our team and will win it for old time sake. Al-Fatihah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-5045983340946917645?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/5045983340946917645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=5045983340946917645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/5045983340946917645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/5045983340946917645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/05/sweet-emotion.html' title='Sweet Emotion.'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-1510724594602819195</id><published>2008-05-16T03:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T04:05:44.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never too late</title><content type='html'>For me, it's never too late to learn a new thing. Late bloomer. It happpen. Sometimes it occur to me that I need to fulfill my life with new things..Things that I had never imagine it would happen to me..It's not that I am virgin or something..haha..what I'm meaning is you have to gamble to achieve it..it need a courage to do it..like mountain climbing, bungy jumping, skiing, things that you can't imagine you will do it..To tell the truth..I want to do one thing that fear me most..driving!.. I want to learn from scratch..get a licence..not buy it..It's kind a strange, I never have time to sit for driving test..haha..maybe perhaps I am so convenience with using LRT or any public transportation as my vehicle..perhaps I don't have any obligation to buy a car or drive one..or maybe I'm too lazy for it..Never too late..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-1510724594602819195?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/1510724594602819195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=1510724594602819195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/1510724594602819195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/1510724594602819195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/05/never-too-late.html' title='Never too late'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-8306859251673624058</id><published>2008-05-14T03:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T03:35:18.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfinish business Part II</title><content type='html'>Life is full of commitment...that is something that I lack at..Working in hospitality industry need a full focus on job task and responsibility..I try to give and take..but it seem like the more you give the less you get..it getting worst when people depend to you..I've been in this industry for ages..but still there is new thing need to learn..Life is like an education..but where is the guideline..now you think about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-8306859251673624058?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/8306859251673624058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=8306859251673624058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/8306859251673624058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/8306859251673624058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/05/unfinish-business-part-ii.html' title='Unfinish business Part II'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-3096893365089912955</id><published>2008-05-14T03:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:08:06.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen without prejudice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SCnlo-JYu4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Caf3aa6idmg/s1600-h/image-upload-90-715334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SCnlo-JYu4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Caf3aa6idmg/s320/image-upload-90-715334.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'd never listen to Brit Rock except Oasis and Blur. But after Muse came to KL last year, it seem like their music will forever alive. You can't stop hearing about it. Muse's music is part of our generation. Listen  live! you won't regret. Rock on! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-3096893365089912955?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/3096893365089912955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=3096893365089912955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/3096893365089912955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/3096893365089912955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/05/listen-without-prejudice.html' title='Listen without prejudice.'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SCnlo-JYu4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Caf3aa6idmg/s72-c/image-upload-90-715334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-9069379988263453630</id><published>2008-05-12T05:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T05:40:06.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfinish business.</title><content type='html'>Life is like water. Sometimes it can be still..Mean that normal, regular, predictable, straight to your mouth..I need more of it lately..getting thirsty..drink a lot.&lt;br /&gt;But whenever you like it sparkling, it getting to your mind that you need a bubble in your head. For whatever reason, sparkling water not regularly drink by Malaysian. Out of 10, maybe 2 or 3 order for sparkling water..Infact Malaysia not even produced sparkling bottle if not mistaken. But why it very popular among Mat Salehs? Think about it. I'll be back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-9069379988263453630?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/9069379988263453630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=9069379988263453630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/9069379988263453630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/9069379988263453630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/05/unfinish-business.html' title='Unfinish business.'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-8131789276410526676</id><published>2008-05-12T02:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:08:07.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glory, glory, Man United</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SCc_N-JYu3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/nQ6KWp1lzqg/s1600-h/image-upload-39-739618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SCc_N-JYu3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/nQ6KWp1lzqg/s320/image-upload-39-739618.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tonight, after 10 month waiting, it was worth it.bought an original replica jersey. Champion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-8131789276410526676?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/8131789276410526676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=8131789276410526676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/8131789276410526676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/8131789276410526676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/05/glory-glory-man-united_11.html' title='Glory, glory, Man United'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SCc_N-JYu3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/nQ6KWp1lzqg/s72-c/image-upload-39-739618.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-6881306034732784552</id><published>2008-05-12T02:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:08:07.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glory, glory, Man United</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SCc_K-JYu2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/5_4_f5bF4fQ/s1600-h/image-upload-24-727544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SCc_K-JYu2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/5_4_f5bF4fQ/s320/image-upload-24-727544.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tonight, after 10 month waiting, it was worth it.bought an original replica jersey. Champion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-6881306034732784552?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/6881306034732784552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=6881306034732784552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/6881306034732784552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/6881306034732784552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/05/glory-glory-man-united.html' title='Glory, glory, Man United'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SCc_K-JYu2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/5_4_f5bF4fQ/s72-c/image-upload-24-727544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-1583440696211269163</id><published>2008-05-07T05:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:08:07.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SCDQ9Em9TSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MocwERuByxI/s1600-h/image-upload-233-795849.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SCDQ9Em9TSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MocwERuByxI/s320/image-upload-233-795849.jpe"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Order for salmon fillet at Cargo Bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-1583440696211269163?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/1583440696211269163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=1583440696211269163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/1583440696211269163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/1583440696211269163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/05/lunch-time.html' title='Lunch time'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SCDQ9Em9TSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MocwERuByxI/s72-c/image-upload-233-795849.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-3787980612509233619</id><published>2008-05-06T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:08:07.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SB_oWEm9TRI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cOBgRLI9DA4/s1600-h/image-upload-214-748538.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SB_oWEm9TRI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cOBgRLI9DA4/s320/image-upload-214-748538.jpe"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dead or alive? The biggest snake in Australia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-3787980612509233619?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/3787980612509233619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=3787980612509233619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/3787980612509233619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/3787980612509233619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/2008/05/amazing.html' title='Amazing!'/><author><name>Harris Raffali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044532298723701662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SIS4qZycVYI/AAAAAAAAABs/uysMmqo7edk/S220/JackID.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SB_oWEm9TRI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cOBgRLI9DA4/s72-c/image-upload-214-748538.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-492201462234507850.post-4065458265904225036</id><published>2008-05-06T12:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:08:07.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SB_lsEm9TQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vqJdaFgB0Rw/s1600-h/image-upload-196-768329.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SB_lsEm9TQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vqJdaFgB0Rw/s320/image-upload-196-768329.jpe"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;View from boat deck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-4065458265904225036?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/4065458265904225036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=4065458265904225036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/492201462234507850/posts/default/4065458265904225036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Sydney</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SB-CI0m9TPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G-JZEJqZ8Pg/s1600-h/image-upload-201-781859.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gD_eVZgLCGU/SB-CI0m9TPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G-JZEJqZ8Pg/s320/image-upload-201-781859.jpe"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bondi Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/492201462234507850-1301243391178500071?l=harrisraffali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrisraffali.blogspot.com/feeds/1301243391178500071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=492201462234507850&amp;postID=1301243391178500071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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