<?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-20859965</id><updated>2011-10-18T16:46:51.105+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Am I Now?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-7229987988610934646</id><published>2009-04-05T17:01:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:33:52.559+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Space?? What do you mean space??</title><content type='html'>Ok, so here I am at a cross-roads in my life. Things were going well. Job was good, things with the girlfriend were amazing, and the family was somewhat laying off a lil. My life was relatively good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then friday came and all hell broke loose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the eve with my girlfriend and her family. Things were good. We ate. We chilled. We chatted. Then we all went to her place. We were sitting on the couch watching TV and then we started chatting randomly and got onto the topic of "us". Which shouldn't be such a scary thing for any couple right? Well not for us. Things have changed quite rapidly and for the life of me I can't figure out why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure when I can joke around with her anymore coz she thinks I'm being serious. She's too scared to do the same coz she thinks I'll take it the wrong way. It's almost like everything has changed over the past few days and FRIDAY had to be the day we talk about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now seeing that all these changes have taken place and I have no idea why... I decided to address this topic... Mistake 1!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After asking all the questions that I did... my girlfriend thought that I was rushing things, that all that she did wasn't good enough for me and that I wanted EVERYTHING to happen and happen NOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so not the case. I want to spend my entire life with her. Which obviously means there's plenty time for anything to happen right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also, on numerous occasions, told her that she is more than enough for me and that I love the person she is. Changes are good, we need a change every now and then. But we may not always understand why a change takes place. Or what causes the change. This was were my questions fitted into... I was confused. I knew something changed but I wasn't sure why. Was it something I said or did? Was there something personal that she needed to work through and wasn't quite sure how to react? I didn't know what the reason was but all I know is that I shouldn't have asked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is where everything fell apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now just so you guys know... even though I'm a pretty emotional guy... I only cry when I really miss my dad... If I get hurt really badly and I mean REALLY badly... and if I'm seriously frustrated. Don't know why the latter occurs but I guess it's coz of all the uncertainty and not knowing what's happening. All that I manage at those moments are soft sobs that only end when I'm certain things will be ok. Or if, like on Friday, your girlfriend looks at you in the eyes and tells you that she's never dated a boy that cries this much. If only it were as simple as me being too damn emotional. But hey hopefully this clears up everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so to cut a long story short, my girlfriend then says that she needs time to think about things. She now thinks that everything she does is wrong and that she can't please me with anything she does. Now where on earth did that come from? Did I say she was inadequate?? No. Did I say that I don't love her unless she changes?? No. Or did I tell her that I'm not happy with having her in my life?? Yet again... it's a no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that brings me to one final question... today I called her, trying to gain some understanding out of all of this and this is kinda what happened... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sms'd and wanted to chat. Which was kinda weird to me coz yesterday at a family function of hers she completely ignored me and I was a loner for the whole day and could then hardly say anything to me when I left. So naturally I asked if she was done needing the space... Dude never ask a girl that ok. Her response was... we'll chat later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm now more confusion sets in... Why do you wanna chat when you need space? Considering what had happened that day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called and asked her WHY she needed space (this was that final question btw)... and she kinda said that she's not sure why she needs it and that's why she needs the space so she can understand why she feels this way... ok is anyone else here confused besides me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm even more confused, more uncertain and even more heart-broken than before. How can someone need space from someone they're madly and truly in love with? Can somebody please help me understand? How can you not want to talk to the person that you wanna spend your life with? How is that possible? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thing is killing me... and she can't even see it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-7229987988610934646?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/7229987988610934646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=7229987988610934646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/7229987988610934646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/7229987988610934646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2009/04/space-what-do-you-mean-space.html' title='Space?? What do you mean space??'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-6156605998590107316</id><published>2009-04-01T08:36:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T08:56:54.011+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion</title><content type='html'>Ok so why do women have to be so indecisive and not know what they want. Like when we're talking and she's busy... I suggest chatting later but her response is "it's ok we can talk" but two minutes later she says she needs to go coz she's busy??? Like wtf people? Am I not being considerate by asking to chat later coz she's busy, and in doing so giving her time to sort it all out???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm man I'm so confused right now. Lol. Ok let's rephrase that... Women are confusing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the other day she says... "I wanna talk to you, but I don't know what to say, but I'm trying hard to talk to you..." man that's a mouthful that can really get you thinking lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just so doesn't make sense at all to me. The harder I try the harder I fall. What more can a guy do?? Guess I'm just gonna give her space and see when she wants to talk to me... What you guys think? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in closing, besides us guys wanting to know teh big question "what do women want?" I think the question should be "Do women know what they want?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, duty calls... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a fab Wednesday!! Friday's almost here!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-6156605998590107316?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/6156605998590107316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=6156605998590107316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/6156605998590107316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/6156605998590107316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2009/04/confusion.html' title='Confusion'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-3238556540637386452</id><published>2009-03-30T12:18:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T12:48:24.549+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Let The Good Times Roll</title><content type='html'>So this weekend was pretty interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some good, some bad but wouldn't change any of it at all. Ok except saturday but hey who's counting lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all enjoyed it as well, but alas, now we're back at work and have to slave away as usual making someone else rich... but someone's gotta do it right? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda had the experience of my life this weekend. Sorry guys but I'm not gonna give much detail on this one... all you need to know is that I have now had the best day of my life to date. Something along the lines of "An unforgettable moment that I hope will happen again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guys I've gotta say this... I have the most gorgeous girlfriend in the world. We went to a wedding yesterday and she looked radiant and like a princess. The compliments didn't stop from most of the guests about her outfit and how beautiful she looked. Love you lots sweety and you're absolutely stunning!!! mwah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we're moving offices... We're here but the rest of our stuff isn't. Will have to see how things go now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho gotta try sort out a few things quick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good people and enjoy the week ahead!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-3238556540637386452?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/3238556540637386452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=3238556540637386452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/3238556540637386452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/3238556540637386452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-good-times-roll.html' title='Let The Good Times Roll'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-5775091756635043354</id><published>2009-03-28T07:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T07:57:17.348+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hindsight</title><content type='html'>Ok even though I said what I said in my last post... I'd still give an arm and a leg for her. But it just seems futile somehow. That no matter what I try or what I do things just aren't good enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm still finding out what works and what doesn't. It's a hard journey that no one really informed me about and slowly but surely I believe I'm getting there. I know it just takes time but how much time is needed for certain things like this? I mean if people consciously try to make a difference and change, can't that happen real soon if a lot of effort is put into it? Or is that just me who does something like that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably just rambling on coz I'm so tired. Was awake at 4am this morning to take mum and my aunt to the airport. And now, sigh, I've got to clean up the house before I go see the girlfriend at around half 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short holiday... That's all I ask...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-5775091756635043354?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/5775091756635043354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=5775091756635043354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/5775091756635043354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/5775091756635043354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2009/03/hindsight.html' title='Hindsight'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-1262314654742447741</id><published>2009-03-28T06:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T06:41:58.370+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedy</title><content type='html'>Unfortunately I'm just about ready to give up trying. Trying to please and impress people... A certain someone. Nothing seems to go right no matter what I do and quite frankly it's really getting to me now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the whole day planned out. Then we had to postpone to half a day and now due to unforeseen circumstances we've had to cancel altogether. Which seriously and completely sucks but what can you do hey?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I'm gonna try make the best of this weekend as much as i can. Let's just hope and pray that tomorrow is better than today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy month end weekend people!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-1262314654742447741?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/1262314654742447741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=1262314654742447741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/1262314654742447741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/1262314654742447741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2009/03/tragedy.html' title='Tragedy'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-7717849534193648826</id><published>2009-03-27T14:21:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:36:44.858+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I'm trying too hard.&lt;br /&gt;Getting in the way,&lt;br /&gt;Pushing you further away...&lt;br /&gt;But hopefully I won't lose you&lt;br /&gt;Lose your love.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'd do without you.&lt;br /&gt;You've become such an integral part in my life&lt;br /&gt;But maybe that's the problem&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I've committed too much to you or more than you've needed or wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm overextending myself,&lt;br /&gt;Giving more than what's required.&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't need that but I do it coz I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I only want the best for you.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I care...&lt;br /&gt;I know I need to cut down, slow down and let loose a lil,&lt;br /&gt;But you see me as someone weaker than I am.&lt;br /&gt;But I can guarantee you I'm stronger than you think.&lt;br /&gt;I'd carry the weight of the world on my shoulders so that your burdens could be lighter&lt;br /&gt;Swim the 7 oceans to see you if you're unable to take a few steps.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can stop me, nothing will stop me&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you forever and always&lt;br /&gt;I've made a decision and I'm committed to being all that you need me to be...&lt;br /&gt;Because the best part of being in love is being together&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-7717849534193648826?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/7717849534193648826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=7717849534193648826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/7717849534193648826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/7717849534193648826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2009/03/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-7493791699660986806</id><published>2009-03-27T12:23:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T12:31:24.961+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>Ok so the weekend is upon us and I hope that everyone parties hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and her sis are going to Zanzibar tomorrow morn so I gotta take them to the airport at 6 in the morn. Not a very delightful prospect but someone's gotta do it.&lt;br /&gt;They'll be away till Tuesday eve. So i've basically got the whole house to myself... anyone wanna come join me?? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been hectic lately and I guess I need a big rest. A few days off wouldn't hurt either ;) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho I'm gonna go see a few clients now (Joy, oh joy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it real people and have a fabulous weekend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-7493791699660986806?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/7493791699660986806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=7493791699660986806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/7493791699660986806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/7493791699660986806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-2392294768252172682</id><published>2009-03-25T11:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T11:15:25.951+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about time</title><content type='html'>Ok, so it's been around 2 and a half years since I last posted. but here I am yet again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened since my last blog. I'm now working full time for Arch Chemicals in South Africa. been with them for almost 2 years. Things are going well and they're keeping me on my toes. The hours are flexible (Thank goodness) and the work is interesting. We are gonna be moving our offices next week so more change yet again to my well known, comfortable work space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a loving, wonderful, amazing girlfriend. Whom I am totally, madly and crazy in love with :) We've only been dating for 14weeks and 2days to date. but I've known her for roughly 15-16 years of my life. Things are good. we have our ups and downs but then again which relationship doesn't right? There may be a possibility that we're expecting a lot from each other due to the fact that we've known each other for so long and that this (Hopefully) will be the last relationship we ever have. I know that sounds heavy but we're mature enough now to know what we want and well, this is what we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back in the church worship team for about 6 months now and I convened a few weeks ago for the first time in about 7 years. Felt like something foreign to me but after our first practice things went fabulous!! I so can't wait to do that again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick digression and I wanna wish my big bro HAPPY 30TH BIRTHDAY!!! All the best, party hard, keep it real, keep rocking and just stay as great as you are. I know things have been rough the past few years but dad would've been extremely proud of you. Just like the rest of us are. You've come so far, achieved a lot and have become someone I can depend on no matter what. Thanks for everything bro and just remember that I'm always here for you. Have a STUNNING BIRTHDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so for a change I've kinda got quite a bit to talk about... would like to tell you guys about my girlfriends' brother's wedding. It was held at Emperors Palace and it was SUPER STUNNING. They looked beautiful and extremely happy. It went off without a hitch and that was a fairytale that NO-ONE could ever forget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made a lot of new friends along the way and lost quite a few as well. I know that things will only get better from here on out and well with God at my side I'm sure that life (even with all it's curve balls) will only get sweeter....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-2392294768252172682?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/2392294768252172682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=2392294768252172682' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/2392294768252172682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/2392294768252172682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-about-time.html' title='It&apos;s about time'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-116063494064735145</id><published>2006-10-12T08:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T08:50:01.910+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A While</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a while since I've blogged and I do sincerely appologise to all out there for that.  Things have gotten a lil hectic since and well it's been both new and exciting and pretty scary at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weel in short, I'm gonna be exluded from campus at year end and exams are only two weeks away!!!  And boy am I freaked out!  I've still got two more tests to study for and then it's the exams, not a very delightful prospect if I do say so myself :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen a therapist twice now on campus, mainly for the whole exclusion thing but they believe I should be there for a lot more reasons than that.  It's quite interesting though. Listening to what they think is the problem and what not.  Got about another two more sessions with them till I get my letter for my appeal for the exclusion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other not so exciting news is that me and my family are not seeing eye to eye on a lot lately.  Not very cool!! It's affecting my studies a lil but try explaining that to your mum!!! Know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to deal with it and live with it but it's harder then it seems :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I gotta go study, I'm writing physics in a few hours and just need to do some last minute studying. Enjoy the weekend all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good and take care...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-116063494064735145?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/116063494064735145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=116063494064735145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/116063494064735145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/116063494064735145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been A While'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-115407874778589294</id><published>2006-07-28T11:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T11:25:47.806+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry</title><content type='html'>Hey people. I'm back. Sorry I was gone for so long.  Was on holiday not too long ago. hey and even though it was a month and a half long.... it still sucked. was up early every morn to drive the family around. NOT COOL MAN!! but i survived :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my results as well and they're not too bad actually. Only failed one subject. Pulled up another by 25% and sitting on 57% for Phys!!! Now thats skill :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me got today free so I thought I'd blog a bit. Got a few errands to run but i do hope everyone is doing ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care people!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-115407874778589294?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/115407874778589294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=115407874778589294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/115407874778589294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/115407874778589294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-114914824708611902</id><published>2006-06-01T09:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T09:50:47.100+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Would Have Thunk It?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Variable Love Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/love.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Propensity for Monogamy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your propensity for monogamy is high.&lt;br /&gt;You find it easy to be devoted and loyal to one person.&lt;br /&gt;And in return, you expect the same from who you love.&lt;br /&gt;Any sign of straying, and you'll end things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience Level:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your experience level is high.&lt;br /&gt;You've loved, lost, and loved again.&lt;br /&gt;You have had a wide range of love experiences.&lt;br /&gt;And when the real thing comes along, you know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominance is low.&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't mean you're a doormat, just balanced.&lt;br /&gt;You know a relationship is not about getting your way.&lt;br /&gt;And you love to give your sweetie a lot of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynicism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cynicism is low.&lt;br /&gt;You are an eternal optimist when it comes to love and romance.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times you've been hurt - you're never bitter.&lt;br /&gt;You believe in one true love, your perfect soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;And if you haven't found true love yet, you know you will soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your independence is low.&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't mean you're dependent in relationships..&lt;br /&gt;It does mean that you don't have any problem sharing your life.&lt;br /&gt;In your opinion, the best part of being in love is being together.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/"&gt;The Five Variable Love Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-114914824708611902?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/114914824708611902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=114914824708611902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/114914824708611902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/114914824708611902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2006/06/who-would-have-thunk-it.html' title='Who Would Have Thunk It?'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-114862708578379037</id><published>2006-05-26T08:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T09:04:45.800+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!!</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone missed me?! Haven't posted for two months and this all feels new to me now!  Well lots has happened. I was hijacked last month and now I've got exams coming up next week.  Life's just hell!!  Got my mum and Jarryd (Lil bro) on my case 24/7 and making life really hard.  Well because of them I'm having a difficulty studying. Not Cool!!  Life has it's ups and downs but on the up-side... I'm organising my youth band at church!!! Already got the band together and we're practicing every Friday.  It's awesome that I'm finally back into my music. Even though all I'm doing there is singing.  Our first gig will (hopefully) be on the 18th June.  I'm really looking forward to it. It's gonna be so unbelievable!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will elaborate on all this at a later stage coz I gotta go study!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good people!&lt;br /&gt;until next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-114862708578379037?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/114862708578379037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=114862708578379037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/114862708578379037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/114862708578379037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!!'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-114069893947817141</id><published>2006-02-23T14:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T14:48:59.700+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Little Something For All My Readers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;A NEW BEGINNING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve sacrificed myself&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again for people.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve spent time with them,&lt;br /&gt;Listened to them,&lt;br /&gt;And tried to help them as much as I can.&lt;br /&gt;The problem, however,&lt;br /&gt;Lies within me.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve become so used to being there for others&lt;br /&gt;That…&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where to begin when&lt;br /&gt;I am the one that needs help.&lt;br /&gt;I get scared, frightened&lt;br /&gt;And I hide within myself,&lt;br /&gt;Mt safe place&lt;br /&gt;But what I didn’t realize is that,&lt;br /&gt;Within my ‘safe place’… I was slowly fading away.&lt;br /&gt;It was never as safe as I thought.&lt;br /&gt;Even though help may be around the corner…&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how to get there.&lt;br /&gt;But I’m not afraid anymore…&lt;br /&gt;I just need help to make things better.&lt;br /&gt;I’m finally learning how to crawl again&lt;br /&gt;And from this moment on…&lt;br /&gt;Life can only be sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         Andrew Govender&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-114069893947817141?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/114069893947817141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=114069893947817141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/114069893947817141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/114069893947817141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-little-something-for-all-my.html' title='Just A Little Something For All My Readers...'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-113949272653864296</id><published>2006-02-09T15:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T16:06:16.346+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Where to from here?</title><content type='html'>Ok. So things have calmed down a bit. I chatted to a few friends and before they knew what was happening in my life, told me to be more 'self-sacrificient' (if that word even exists) when I told them things at home aren't going too well. I explained (my point of view) on the situation and they then said that I'm sacrificing too much! I mean, does it really take that little time for someone to change their whole view on things? Just want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am giving alot more than I used to. Even though I used to give. I bought my bro a few burgers this week and trying to drive him and his girlfriend around this weekend (If I get the time that is). I just don't know what else I can do to make things better at home but believe me... I am trying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really psyched about tomorrow. The 'Silver Ring Thing' launches tomorrow in Actonville, Benoni and I'm gonna be there! It's all about guys, girls, right choices, and second chances. And about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ABSTENANCE!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, not condomise. They have light, sound and special effects equipment worth over R1mil!! It's definitely my kind of party! If any of you want to come along... it's at the Actonville Community centre tomorrow at 6pm. Bring along R50 and you'll recieve a SRT (Silver Ring Thing) Bible and ring. It's a public display of purity and abstenance till marriage. Come on people... we can all do this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to see the brighter side of things but it's kinda hard when I don't even have the time to 'stop and smell the roses' but I'm making the best of things.I'm ahead in my work for most of my courses so that's a start right. And I've got alot of backing/support from a lot of my friends. Thank you WONDERFUL PEOPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my car (the Honda) was kinda overheating the other day. The heat gauge was going beserk!! But the funnt thing was that the readiator water was still full and the hood wasn't really that hot! so I'm gonna take it in this weekend so that &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; can take a look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gotta go now. Gotta fetch Jarryd from RAU now. But before I go, I just want to welcome my good bud, Dashanya, to the blogging family. Welcome bud. I got here link in my 'goodies' section if anyone wants to have a look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho people. Be good and have a splendid eve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-113949272653864296?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/113949272653864296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=113949272653864296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113949272653864296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113949272653864296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2006/02/where-to-from-here.html' title='Where to from here?'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-113948771180346462</id><published>2006-02-09T14:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T14:21:51.810+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a bit of me...</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody. Just want to know what you guys think of this. It's just a little something I wrote a long while back. Just thought I'd share this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE REFUGE OF MY HEART&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roaming through the desert, there’s nothing in sight&lt;br /&gt;Looking for some sort of solace,&lt;br /&gt;A refuge from this harsh land,&lt;br /&gt;An oasis…&lt;br /&gt;I’m longing for it,&lt;br /&gt;I’m searching for her.&lt;br /&gt;I need her to wrap me in her arms,&lt;br /&gt;To comfort me,&lt;br /&gt;To tell me that everything will be ok,&lt;br /&gt;To kiss it all better.&lt;br /&gt;Only she can heal me.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been bruised and broken by this land.&lt;br /&gt;The desert is harsh and terrible&lt;br /&gt;But this oasis…&lt;br /&gt;This sanctuary…&lt;br /&gt;She’s my safe place, my haven,&lt;br /&gt;My borrowed heaven.&lt;br /&gt;I’m wasting away in this foreign place,&lt;br /&gt;The desert of no hope, no love,&lt;br /&gt;I need to find my place of refuge,&lt;br /&gt;My place of safety..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this was a good week for all. I'm gonna end mine off on a BANG. Going to the 'SILVER RING THING' tomorrow and I know it' s gonna be a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-113948771180346462?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/113948771180346462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=113948771180346462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113948771180346462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113948771180346462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-bit-of-me.html' title='Just a bit of me...'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-113922436423654059</id><published>2006-02-06T13:12:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T13:19:33.766+02:00</updated><title type='text'>How Weird Am I You Ask?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#98fb98;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cafbca"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Normal enough to know that you're weird...But too damn weird to do anything about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How Weird Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-113922436423654059?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/113922436423654059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=113922436423654059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113922436423654059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113922436423654059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2006/02/how-weird-am-i-you-ask_06.html' title='How Weird Am I You Ask?'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-113878532984347711</id><published>2006-02-01T10:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T11:15:29.906+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Going On?</title><content type='html'>Weird ain't it?  You try as hard as you can to be 'the best', whether it's the best son or brother... yet you always fall short somewhere.  Well that's basically the story of my life... (it really isn't but I thought that might just get your attention!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my dad died, I've had to do all the stuff he did... you know, fetch the post, do &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; shopping, all the little misc running around and stuff, not to forget that I have to pick up Jarryd from whatever he's doing and the funny thing is that... I'm not my dad and I never will be. I'm trying to fit into someone else's shoes when we are clearly different sizes!! Yet all I can do is just smile and nod. Frustrating ain't it? and Jude, I know you the oldest out of the three of us but you aren't here to do all this. Remember how we 'shared' the load when dad was in hospital? Well, you're just not here for me to share it with you. I know you'd do more but... I don't know, I'm not gonna say much more because I know I'm gonna hit a nerve somewhere and people will definitely be upset with me. But believe me, we all wish we could do more. And I know you're not here and I know I don't say this often but I LOVE YOU BRO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to 'trying-to-be-the-best'... I took Jarryd to get his textbooks yesterday but he didn't get the money from mum for them. So that meant after leaving mum at work... I had to go back to her office just to fetch the money that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; forgot! And the worst part is that all he did before we left was... wait for it.. GET OUT OF BED!! he didn't do a damn thing before we left let alone giving the maid lunch! Yep we left home that late! And when I told mum about it, she started defending him and said it was her fault for not giving him the money the night before! Can't he ever take responsibility for anything he does (or doesn't do?) And yes Joe, I know you explained this to me yesterday but it unfortunately doesn't make the situation any better. I understand what you said but I need to get this off my chest. Another thing is that he never tells me when I have to take him to campus or wherever he needs to go. he just expects me to drop everything I'm doing and take him when he tells me to. I know I've got to be helping out my brother and stuff now but where does one dreaw the line?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right so now we move from the kind of anger emotion to something more hopeful! We had a conference at church this weekend... SPIRIT 2006!! And that did me a whole lot of good! Pastor Joey made a hang of a lot of sense and a lot of it was not only inspirational but also informative. Life isn't that bad anymore. Yes there are those moments/events in life that we need to go through but at least God is watching our back! And all of our friends of course.  This conference also gave me the opportunity to dance with flags again, something I haven't done in about 3 years! And I got to play guitar again in the worship team when the other guitarists went for prayer. Man I miss my guitar. (Don't worry baby, daddy's gonna fix you soon and we'll be making music again!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also just wanted to thank &lt;strong&gt;a few&lt;/strong&gt; people. To my friends Joelene, You are a complete and absolute treasure!! I love you bud. Juanita and Denise... you guys give me inspiration and advice when I need it the most without even knowing it! Justen my bud.. for the long chats and the times we just forget about everything... we all need that at sometime. And to the many others who have helped me become the young man that I am today... I hope I've made you all proud and have not disappointed you. I love you all. And thanks for all the wonderful memories!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-113878532984347711?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/113878532984347711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=113878532984347711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113878532984347711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113878532984347711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2006/02/whats-going-on_01.html' title='What&apos;s Going On?'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-113878266897353876</id><published>2006-02-01T10:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T10:31:08.973+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships?</title><content type='html'>Now This Is What I'm Talking About =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Ideal Relationship is Serious Dating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/serious-dating.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not ready to go walking down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;But you may be ready in a couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to date one on one, with a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;And while chemistry is important, so is compatibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Relationship?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-113878266897353876?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/113878266897353876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=113878266897353876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113878266897353876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113878266897353876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2006/02/relationships.html' title='Relationships?'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-113827319668906432</id><published>2006-01-26T12:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T10:29:51.203+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving forward</title><content type='html'>Well, the student loan was approved and I'm now a registered 2nd year &lt;strong&gt;WITSIE!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Just kinda worried about this year though. It's gonna be tough and hard and all that other stuff that goes hand-in-hand with that. But God made a way for me to study this year and I know that he'll be here with me to see this thing through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to most of my friends!! Many of them have made it into restricted 2nd/3rd year courses. I am proud of you all!! A lot of you are just lucky little buggers because you hardly worked last year but I guess that worked for you. Well done to you all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working hard and driving a lot so I think I'll head on home now and catch a few zzzzz's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good people and let me know how things are going!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-113827319668906432?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/113827319668906432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=113827319668906432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113827319668906432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113827319668906432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2006/01/moving-forward.html' title='Moving forward'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-113827188853404782</id><published>2006-01-26T12:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T10:24:26.406+02:00</updated><title type='text'>So how wrong is this?</title><content type='html'>Dude... I'm Only &lt;strong&gt;20!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#f0fff0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 29 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#f8fff8;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/cake.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-113827188853404782?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/113827188853404782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=113827188853404782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113827188853404782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113827188853404782'/><link rel='alternate' 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src="http://images.blogthings.com/howobservantareyouquiz/observant-b.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your senses are pretty sharp (okay, most of the time)&lt;br /&gt;And it takes something big to distract you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howobservantareyouquiz/"&gt;How Observant Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-113809419016259399?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/113809419016259399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=113809419016259399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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name="type66"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What Country Would You Like To Visit &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;France&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="What+Country+Would+You+Like+To+Visit+" name="question68"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type68"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How Do You Want To Die&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In my sleep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="How+Do+You+Want+To+Die" name="question69"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type69"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Been To The Mall Lately&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Been+To+The+Mall+Lately" name="question70"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type70"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do You Like Thunderstorms&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td 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name="question74"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type74"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Smoke&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;n&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Do+you+Smoke" name="question75"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type75"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Drink&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;n&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Do+you+Drink" name="question76"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type76"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are You A Health Freak&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;n&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Are+You+A+Health+Freak" name="question77"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type77"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do You Think Youre Attractive&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;n&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Do+You+Think+Youre+Attractive" name="question78"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type78"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Belive In Yourself&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;kinda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Belive+In+Yourself" name="question79"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type79"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Where Do You See Yourself In 2 Years&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;still studying&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Where+Do+You+See+Yourself+In+2+Years" name="question80"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type80"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;5 Years&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;working&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="5+Years" name="question81"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type81"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Shower Daily &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;y&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Do+you+Shower+Daily+" name="question82"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type82"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have You Ever Been In Love&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;y&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Have+You+Ever+Been+In+Love" name="question83"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type83"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do You Sing&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;y&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Do+You+Sing" name="question84"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type84"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do You Want To Get Married&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;y&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Do+You+Want+To+Get+Married" name="question85"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type85"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do You Want To Have Kids&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;y&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Do+You+Want+To+Have+Kids" name="question86"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type86"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Did You Ever Have A Crush&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;y&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Did+You+Ever+Have+A+Crush" name="question87"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type87"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have You Ever Kissed The Same Sex&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HELL NO!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Have+You+Ever+Kissed+The+Same+Sex" name="question88"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type88"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Talk Alot&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;yip, sure do&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Talk+Alot" name="question89"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type89"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Play Sports&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;not really&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Play+Sports" name="question90"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type90"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Take This Survey"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/create-survey.php"&gt;CREATE YOUR OWN!&lt;/a&gt; - or - &lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/paid-surveys.php"&gt;GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-113774803133247227?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/113774803133247227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=113774803133247227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113774803133247227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113774803133247227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-me-me-and-me-again.html' title='It&apos;s Me, Me and Me again!!!'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-113774678717600615</id><published>2006-01-20T10:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T10:46:27.193+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Some good, Some bad</title><content type='html'>Well I jsut got back from the faculty and they said that I can proceed to second year!!!  &lt;strong&gt;YAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta pull up my socks a lot more than I did last year though. This year is gonna be a tough one. besides my studies and the part-time job, I've also gotta be the one who does the misc running around that dad used to do. I've been doing that for the past two weeks and I'm already running on empty! Burn-out HERE I COME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll just take some time getting used to it but I know that God's backing me 110% coz without him I might not have been able to register for this year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm done here on campus and I'm in need of decent food and a good sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the weekend's a good one for you all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party Hard And Be Good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-113774678717600615?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/113774678717600615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=113774678717600615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113774678717600615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113774678717600615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2006/01/some-good-some-bad.html' title='Some good, Some bad'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-113774318375777747</id><published>2006-01-20T09:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T10:01:47.043+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did I Go Wrong?</title><content type='html'>Well here I am again but this time... I got the results for my defered exam.  And things really aren't pretty!!  Of course mum will see this as me not studying enough and not focusing on what needed to be done. So I guess there's no way out of this one. I failed it, truth be told. Don't know what the outcome will be now but I'll see in the next few minutes... all the staff in the faculty are at a meeting so I'll find out once they're back. Pray for me people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sucks the most is that I tried really hard with my exams and look where I am now!!  i guess that answers the ques in the title of my blog.  I can't believe I did so bad. The funny thing is that no one can call this a wake-up-call for me coz I already had one 2yrs ago! When I failed a first year course.  But this is seriously deeper than that.  Well I'm not gonna talk about this anymore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I'm talking again with one of my really good friends (sorry people but I ain't mentioning names) We were really tight a while back then things just went down hill... sad I know but at least I'm getting to know my friend again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've gotta go now, the staff of the faculty should be back now and all this waiting is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put in a post when I find out what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-113774318375777747?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/113774318375777747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=113774318375777747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113774318375777747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113774318375777747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2006/01/where-did-i-go-wrong.html' title='Where Did I Go Wrong?'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-113757382539108123</id><published>2006-01-18T10:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T10:51:51.116+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Waiting</title><content type='html'>I'm here on campus &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt; and the results still aren't out! I've still got to sort out a student loan and get my stuff together for campus before Jarryd (Little bro) starts at &lt;strong&gt;RAU&lt;/strong&gt; on the 30th.&lt;br /&gt;At least for the time being I'm trying to relax. I got this really wicked computer game last week, 'Star Wars Knights Of The Old Republic' and it seriously kicks ass!! It's a game that you definitely have to get you hands on!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking about computers... I'm also learning how to use this HTML stuff and boy is it pretty tough. Looks like I'm gonna have to study this thing to get the hang of it. So until then my blog is gonna look very plain and simple til I fully understand how to use this damn thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also just want to say &lt;strong&gt;WELL DONE&lt;/strong&gt; to all of my friends who passed the year last year! I may not have spoken to all of you but I do know some of you who passed. To the rest whom I haven't heard from... Hope it all went well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is really hectic at the mo cause Jarryd is busy with orientation this week at &lt;strong&gt;RAU&lt;/strong&gt; and I'm running around for mum just to get stuff every now and then. But once campus starts for either one of us.... there's no turning back. I'll be busier and more tired than I've ever been!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jude (big bro) who has a blog of his own has set up one for the family!! We have family un the U.S and Sweden and this helps us keep in contact with everyone without sending individual e-mails to each other! How cool is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I guess I'm gonna have to go now, It's 10:35 and I gotta fetch Jarryd at 11:00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no rest for the wicked..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be good people!!&lt;br /&gt;Kul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-113757382539108123?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/113757382539108123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=113757382539108123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113757382539108123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113757382539108123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2006/01/still-waiting_18.html' title='Still Waiting'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-113739851936084312</id><published>2006-01-16T10:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T10:16:41.773+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The long wait!</title><content type='html'>Hey there. Me back again after this weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about TIRING!! Sheeesh! I did tons of driving around on Saturday for little bro and mum (sorting out Jarryd's registration fee) Then, well, the rest of the day seems to be a bit of a blur really.. and no i wasn't drinking!! Sunday made up for all of that tho. we had lunch at my uncle's house. He cooked this really mean mutton breyani. YAY Aubs!! And then we just jammed the afternoon away by playing a couple of oldies by 'ccr' and 'John Denver' (Don't ask!) followed by some 'incubus' and 'prime circle'. It was a brilliant way to end off the weekend. Thanks cuz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all i'm doin now is waiting for my results for the defered exam i wrote last monday. unfortunately my whole year is riding on this mark! That so sucks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, gotta just hang in there till everything gets sorted out. And i can't wait till i get to see my friends again... i miss them SOOOOO much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, campus only starts on the 13th of feb. so it's not that far out =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way... you won't believe this one Jude.... (see below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Drive a Saturn Sky&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/what2007carshouldyoudrivequiz/saturn-sky.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're sleek and smooth, and you need a car to match your hot persona.Besides, sometimes you want your top up - and sometimes you want it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; 2007 Car Should You Drive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everybody. And be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps... thanks for all the comments guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-113739851936084312?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/113739851936084312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=113739851936084312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113739851936084312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113739851936084312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2006/01/long-wait.html' title='The long wait!'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859965.post-113705198415707225</id><published>2006-01-12T09:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T09:46:57.376+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My first Blog</title><content type='html'>well here i am on campus again. it's pouring outside but thanks to the air-conditioners in the library.. things are kinda cosy here. The past week has been particularly hard. Been trying to study, work, run around for mum, sort out Jarryd's varsity registration and mine aswell. I'm starting to wonder if i'll ever have a break now that i've gotta do all the things dad used to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty hectic still after losing my dad. i still have not had a chance to deal with it... tho a lot of family members think i have. And everything I do, see and hear reminds me of him. Especially when I'm doing the things he normally used to do. It may sound depressing, I know, but it really isn't that bad. although I've been hiding away behind work and computer games (yay, need for speed underground2!) but i'm just waiting for the right moment to deal with it all (and probably bawl my eyes out!) I have not done much of that since my dad went into hospital. I had my first cry at the funeral when we sang "still" by Hillsongs. Not only was it one of my favourite Christian songs but my dad loved it too. that's what took me over the edge that day. along with how many people truely loved my dad. his work colleagues, old friends and a lot of cuzins and uncles helped with the burial. It really moved me to see what kind of a person my dad was. he touched so many lives and it was evident by the turn-out of people at his funeral. I gotta say that i appreciate my family a lot more now than i ever did. My big bro (Jude) and I have become closer. i don't know about him but I think we actually got a lot in common and get on pretty well. For those of you who don't know... Jude has lived in Pietermarizburg his whole life while my little bro (Jarryd), my mum and dad were here in Jo'burg. I miss Jude now, he went back to Maritzburg before New Year's. But thank God for sms and e-mail!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not having paragraphs in this blog. it is my first blog after all so i'm still experimenting with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well until next time... be good and take care all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20859965-113705198415707225?l=kulrath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/feeds/113705198415707225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20859965&amp;postID=113705198415707225' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113705198415707225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20859965/posts/default/113705198415707225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulrath.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-first-blog.html' title='My first Blog'/><author><name>kulrath</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhI3BkHHOfE/Tp2RQMcyv0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_pxa7tAsh4/s220/What%252520I%2527ll%252520Do.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
