<?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-5519129567315258836</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:53:16.350+08:00</updated><category term='Calvin Klein'/><category term='promoter'/><title type='text'>the Voices from Within</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-8551566741389253533</id><published>2011-08-11T03:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T03:29:33.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;Words can never express my feelings for you and how much I've missed you. I thought about you each and every day, hoping for miracle to appear yet it seems so far. How long will this feeling last? A week? A month? Every time when i think of you my heart aches. It always makes me happy whenever i receive your msg yet i always have to look back into reality. sigh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(115, 123, 127); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;我不會愛 擁抱總是太沈太慢&lt;br /&gt;甜蜜常常少說一段 用心再深 看不出來&lt;br /&gt;當你遇見一份除了我之外的溫暖&lt;br /&gt;兩人的幸福成了三人擁擠不堪&lt;br /&gt;我試著填滿 心卻一再少一塊&lt;br /&gt;就算我對你的愛 深的像一片海 重的我放不開&lt;br /&gt;親愛的 我想我不會愛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(115, 123, 127); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(115, 123, 127); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;我該繼續愛妳嗎？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-8551566741389253533?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/8551566741389253533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=8551566741389253533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8551566741389253533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8551566741389253533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-miss-you.html' title='I Miss You'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-9000605460851589153</id><published>2011-07-31T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T15:35:20.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>express</title><content type='html'>Current Emotion: a mix negative aura of sad, disappointment, lack of confidence, missing and dark – surrounding me. And yes, I am missing her awfully quite a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song below is how I'm feeling right at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FWLvLfkA4Rk" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-9000605460851589153?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/9000605460851589153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=9000605460851589153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/9000605460851589153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/9000605460851589153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2011/07/express.html' title='express'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FWLvLfkA4Rk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-2501980221157677002</id><published>2011-07-25T04:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T04:21:48.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will History Repeat Itself Again?</title><content type='html'>Few weeks ago I spotted this really sweet looking cute girl on my buddy's gf's photo album, had a lil' interested in her after seeing her picture. So I told my buddy to tell his gf to intro her to me + find out for me whether does that cutie has a bf. To my disappointment, that cutie already had a bf. After me buddy's gf knew I'm had a lil' interest on her friend, she decided to intro her to me during her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that day itself, I get to know her yet it's one of the worst / happiest day ever. Worse = my buddy's gf pulled me over and asked me to dance with her and I sucked at it. I kept telling to the both of them that i don't know how to dance + I was so darn shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days later my buddy called me and ask me to join them for a karaoke session, in which I declined cause I had something on and I can't make it. Out of my surprise, my buddy told me that the cutie was expecting me to join them. I was like "are you shitting me?" A moment of doubtfulness went around my head for like a couple of hours. Finally I'm able to digest it and I decide to join them for the next karaoke session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that day itself me buddy and his gf decided to make us sit together and sang together in some love song. That was really and awkward yet funny day as the cutie was expecting me to talk to her. LOL. Well, I did talk to her and it was more like a Q&amp;amp;A session as we're still not familiar with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As day goes by, my feelings for her grew for and she does have a lil' feeling for me as well. Yet I feel that it's not the right way as she had a bf. I kept telling to myself why do I always encounter such situation? I was reminded with the last girl in which my current scenario is exactly the same as during that time. I'm afraid that history will repeat itself again and it's definitely a matter of time. So, it's not fun having such feeling hanging in mid air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AZMEMp8YUXY" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-2501980221157677002?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/2501980221157677002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=2501980221157677002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/2501980221157677002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/2501980221157677002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2011/07/history-repeat.html' title='Will History Repeat Itself Again?'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/AZMEMp8YUXY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-5922972155040081284</id><published>2011-07-20T03:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T03:51:48.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prove Em' Wrong</title><content type='html'>I always felt I'm left behind and people looking down at me, thinking that I suck and couldn't perform. Well guess what bitches, you gotta eat back your fucking shit words and watch closely as I'm gonna prove to you I'm way fucking better than you. Proving you wrong is one thing, but proving to myself that I can do it is my main priority.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-5922972155040081284?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/5922972155040081284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=5922972155040081284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/5922972155040081284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/5922972155040081284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2011/07/prove-em-wrong.html' title='Prove Em&apos; Wrong'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-2230307559450901174</id><published>2010-09-26T11:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T12:29:19.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Dream</title><content type='html'>Had a few random dream last night. 1st was pretty cool, the 2nd one is the one which I'm gonna talk about and the 3rd one is just total weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the 2nd dream, I dreamt of her, like really random. I have no idea why i would dream of her in such a random night. In the dream, I dreamt of her asking me can the both of us have another chance and even get married after a few years of relationship. When she asked me that, I had a second thought about it. I can't believe myself doubting this relationship! Actually in reality, I was the one who asked her this question. But in this dream it's the opposite. Weird. Anyways, few mths back, I was dying to get her back into my life. Trying to fix thing back to its original state - cook for her, buy her flowers, play the guitar and sang to her, treat her like a princess and all those lovey dovey shits. You know what I mean. But right now it's just the total opposite! I can't believe it. WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song totally represents my feelings at that time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AuGnsUyipQ8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AuGnsUyipQ8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to my senses I actually realized that I've already let it go? I don't feel my heart hurting as much as last time anymore. The pain has gone. No doubt sometimes I would recall back those good o'memories but nah... it's past dude. So I can say that I've completely put it aside, lock it in my memory box and never take it out ever again. I guess the part where I have a second thought about it tells me that in reality I've already put it down and walk off - in which it's a good thing and I'm happy about it. =) wee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, i guess it'd be hard for me to fall in love again until I really found "the one"... the one that really captures my heart when i see her. That probably would be in another few years time? Few months later? Who knows? Right now all I can say is I would rather focus on building my financial base first then only I'll talk about love. I'll just let it come naturally. We'll see =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my pet sis once said: "lil' bro, don't force yourself to go out and find love, the more you force yourself to find love, the harder love will come to you. Let it come naturally, love will come to you." I find it true because I remember when i was out looking for love, it was so hard for me to get a girl, either she rejects me or i totally don't have that special feeling at all. So i let it come naturally and yea, I let it come naturally and eventually i found her but things started to get ugly through out the days. So yea, better let it come naturally. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeap. I've learn my mistake. I'm happy that I've let go the past and had moved on. I'm happy with my life right now, met a lot of great peeps back home and will continue to build my dreams. Am happy. Happy happy happy! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song to represent my current feeling =):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RRNdmkH8zrI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RRNdmkH8zrI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-2230307559450901174?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/2230307559450901174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=2230307559450901174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/2230307559450901174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/2230307559450901174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2010/09/dream.html' title='the Dream'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-2491134944867495248</id><published>2010-09-08T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T23:32:33.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Past is the Past</title><content type='html'>Clinging on to your past will only bring you sorrow and negative emotions. What had pass is the past. Look forward to a brighter future and you'll live happier. If it's meant to be yours it'll be yours, if it's not, let it go and find a better one. You're an idiot if you still cling on to the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I've move on =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-2491134944867495248?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/2491134944867495248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=2491134944867495248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/2491134944867495248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/2491134944867495248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2010/09/past-is-past.html' title='the Past is the Past'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-1857251265848515062</id><published>2010-01-28T08:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T10:09:30.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experience Design</title><content type='html'>2 kids hack into an apartment's electrical system and turn it into an arcade console.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0L7DTMKekoU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-1857251265848515062?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/1857251265848515062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=1857251265848515062' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1857251265848515062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1857251265848515062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2010/01/experience-design.html' title='Experience Design'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-7131069158966634963</id><published>2009-02-03T01:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T02:10:36.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the good o' days</title><content type='html'>Someone just tag a few of my primary classmate in a class photo. She never tag me as i'm not close to her and in fact i dont remember talking to her in my class. So, yea. Anyways, i cant stop laughin at my old pic. oh my gosh. the roundness of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15yrs ago this is how i look like. Try n spot me =) (1994)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SYc02RgbY4I/AAAAAAAAATw/UqRQBp2cbbA/s1600-h/n711779988_2009912_2956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SYc02RgbY4I/AAAAAAAAATw/UqRQBp2cbbA/s320/n711779988_2009912_2956.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298261593641673602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years ago this is how i look like. I weigh 68kg if im not mistaken. (2004)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SYc1q22M6_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/5kQNa5AHw8w/s1600-h/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SYc1q22M6_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/5kQNa5AHw8w/s320/DSC00061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298262497018309618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this pic is taken last year, 2nd week of december, i was 70-72kg i guess. I took this pic after getting my haircut in Chinatown, Chicago. Geez... now my hair's long. Dammit &gt;.&lt;" (2008)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SYc1rcvSr3I/AAAAAAAAAUA/m8wu7kPbaMs/s1600-h/Photo+69a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SYc1rcvSr3I/AAAAAAAAAUA/m8wu7kPbaMs/s320/Photo+69a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298262507189874546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-7131069158966634963?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/7131069158966634963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=7131069158966634963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7131069158966634963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7131069158966634963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-o-days.html' title='the good o&apos; days'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SYc02RgbY4I/AAAAAAAAATw/UqRQBp2cbbA/s72-c/n711779988_2009912_2956.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-7451336167796693746</id><published>2009-01-31T15:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:59:31.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notorious The Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SYQBJ8xRu8I/AAAAAAAAATo/xQS8txS3Gf0/s1600-h/Notoriousposter08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SYQBJ8xRu8I/AAAAAAAAATo/xQS8txS3Gf0/s320/Notoriousposter08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297360332137806786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Il3HFQhjLL/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Il3HFQhjLL/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=Il3HFQhjLL"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=Il3HFQhjLL"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=Il3HFQhjLL"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=Il3HFQhjLL"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/Il3HFQhjLL/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/hiphopmusic/music/QoxMRUz4/the_notorious_big_skys_the_limit_featuring_112/"&gt;Skys The Limit (Featuring 112) - The Notorious B.I.G.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NO DREAM IS TOO BIG. THE SKY IS THE LIMIT."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically this is a good movie and i do recommend you guys to go and watch it! I'll defintely get this DVD when it's out. The story tells the life of Christopher Wallace a.k.a. the Notorious B.I.G., and how he became famous with his talent in rapping. Unfortunately this movie isn't released in Malaysia. So either you download it or you stream it online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the story's synopsis, copy and paste on the link below:&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Notorious_(2009_film)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-7451336167796693746?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/7451336167796693746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=7451336167796693746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7451336167796693746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7451336167796693746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2009/01/notorious-movie.html' title='Notorious The Movie'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SYQBJ8xRu8I/AAAAAAAAATo/xQS8txS3Gf0/s72-c/Notoriousposter08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-2481207732171003002</id><published>2009-01-31T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:35:04.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XFM logo design</title><content type='html'>X-Fresh FM held a logo competition and who ever wons the logo design competition stand a chance to grab away with RM2500! woah... i could use some cash now. Below is the logo i redesign for them. By the way, according to Shaz, he said X-Fresh is no longer called X-Fresh, instead it's called Xfm. So, yea. Unfortunately i didn't get into the semi-finals. Sigh... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SYP-_5ct4MI/AAAAAAAAATg/J4Ccq29xOOU/s1600-h/XFM_by_z30n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SYP-_5ct4MI/AAAAAAAAATg/J4Ccq29xOOU/s320/XFM_by_z30n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297357960424317122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rationale:&lt;br /&gt;The red&amp;amp;white arrow on the right symbolizes pure, strong, energetic and hyperactive energy. Where as the black arrow on the left symbolizes speed, cool, dark and mysterious energy. So, when these two arrows collide with each other face to face and merged together, a whole new life/generation full with pure and strong hyperactive energy is born; forming the shape of an "X". This "X" defines the new generation for the hype, cool, active, energetic and stylish teenagers and young adults.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-2481207732171003002?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/2481207732171003002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=2481207732171003002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/2481207732171003002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/2481207732171003002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2009/01/xfm-logo-design.html' title='XFM logo design'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SYP-_5ct4MI/AAAAAAAAATg/J4Ccq29xOOU/s72-c/XFM_by_z30n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-2895173592850683680</id><published>2008-12-31T12:38:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T13:56:23.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYC trip</title><content type='html'>My trip to New York is really fun, but it's tiring. XD. The sad thing is, i never get to visit the Statue of Liberty, aiks... wasted. no time. Sigh. But i did manage to visit some of the landmarks here in New York City. First, i've stayed in the New Yorker Hotel, which is a few blocks away from Times Square =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The places i went was of coz Time Square NYC, the Chinatown NYC, Central Park (10% of it), Museum of Natural History, MoMA (enter the regristration area as the museum is close -_-"), Chrysler Building, Empire State Building, 5th &amp;amp; 7th Avenue, the 24/7 365 Mac Store, Grand Central Terminal, Ground Zero, Guggenheim Museum (also the regrsitration area), Hardrock Cafe NY, M&amp;amp;M's World, KAWS gallery, Rockefeller Center, St. Patrick's Cathedral, Toys "R" Us, United Nations (which is not a part of the US country, it's their own land, own country), Radio Cityhall, Brookyln Bridge, Wall St.. Basically that's about it tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, NYC is really a shopping paradise for shopaholics =P. Most of the famous designer brands like LV, CK, A|X, etc are available there. Oh oh... did i tell you that the stuffs in MUJI were really awesome? How i wish i could buy their stuffs and decorate them in my room but unfortunately, i don't have such pretty room to decorate such stuffs. I must say that their stuffs are really simple and nice! basically, MUJI designs are based in "Emptiness" or "Simplicity".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, belows are the pics i took... enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsFakI8ZlI/AAAAAAAAATA/VX0wD7vN0ko/s1600-h/IMG_5241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsFakI8ZlI/AAAAAAAAATA/VX0wD7vN0ko/s320/IMG_5241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285824541585335890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this huge star wars toy in Toys "R" Us. Almost my height -_-" 6'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsFRTVESUI/AAAAAAAAAS4/j3iVjfSoJf4/s1600-h/IMG_5245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsFRTVESUI/AAAAAAAAAS4/j3iVjfSoJf4/s320/IMG_5245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285824382453958978" border="0" /&gt;Times Square NYC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsFRenvLTI/AAAAAAAAASw/oDv2yLn7A2c/s1600-h/IMG_5180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsFRenvLTI/AAAAAAAAASw/oDv2yLn7A2c/s320/IMG_5180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285824385485057330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the candles in St. Patrick's Cathedral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsFRJYkG3I/AAAAAAAAASo/-2Q3brreU74/s1600-h/IMG_5176a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsFRJYkG3I/AAAAAAAAASo/-2Q3brreU74/s320/IMG_5176a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285824379784272754" border="0" /&gt;St. Patrick's Cathedral has really interesting gothic architecture style. It's really amazing. look at those amazing lightings =) i really like it alot. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsFQ3IeF3I/AAAAAAAAASg/e1U0JJXPVQA/s1600-h/IMG_5175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsFQ3IeF3I/AAAAAAAAASg/e1U0JJXPVQA/s320/IMG_5175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285824374884931442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsFQ6onJJI/AAAAAAAAASY/PlCvB6cffpo/s1600-h/IMG_5174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsFQ6onJJI/AAAAAAAAASY/PlCvB6cffpo/s320/IMG_5174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285824375825048722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsFAI9VwQI/AAAAAAAAASQ/sXiGf239JvA/s1600-h/IMG_5167a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsFAI9VwQI/AAAAAAAAASQ/sXiGf239JvA/s320/IMG_5167a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285824087612309762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsE_8iHtdI/AAAAAAAAASI/cNvR1wPs_B0/s1600-h/IMG_5159a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsE_8iHtdI/AAAAAAAAASI/cNvR1wPs_B0/s320/IMG_5159a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285824084276917714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsE_j7TWCI/AAAAAAAAASA/85Cc9Hy_Z3w/s1600-h/IMG_5158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsE_j7TWCI/AAAAAAAAASA/85Cc9Hy_Z3w/s320/IMG_5158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285824077671651362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsE_f193sI/AAAAAAAAAR4/WQBu-7fFo88/s1600-h/IMG_5155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsE_f193sI/AAAAAAAAAR4/WQBu-7fFo88/s320/IMG_5155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285824076575530690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsE_Pr1cQI/AAAAAAAAARw/16FGmUZxDgE/s1600-h/IMG_5153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsE_Pr1cQI/AAAAAAAAARw/16FGmUZxDgE/s320/IMG_5153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285824072238067970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEk2cHRtI/AAAAAAAAARo/M26xBD38Yhw/s1600-h/IMG_5152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEk2cHRtI/AAAAAAAAARo/M26xBD38Yhw/s320/IMG_5152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285823618784642770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEk5rKQuI/AAAAAAAAARg/IMIYR6sKck4/s1600-h/IMG_5151a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEk5rKQuI/AAAAAAAAARg/IMIYR6sKck4/s320/IMG_5151a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285823619653059298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEkWbO7SI/AAAAAAAAARY/3vMFaBvRHnk/s1600-h/IMG_5147a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEkWbO7SI/AAAAAAAAARY/3vMFaBvRHnk/s320/IMG_5147a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285823610191015202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEkZT5lOI/AAAAAAAAARQ/9RXtcDuIwrQ/s1600-h/IMG_5143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEkZT5lOI/AAAAAAAAARQ/9RXtcDuIwrQ/s320/IMG_5143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285823610965562594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEj8lO4XI/AAAAAAAAARI/a02jPx1M9UM/s1600-h/IMG_5142a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEj8lO4XI/AAAAAAAAARI/a02jPx1M9UM/s320/IMG_5142a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285823603253633394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEVwzIeII/AAAAAAAAARA/U1AYqhYGSxQ/s1600-h/IMG_5137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEVwzIeII/AAAAAAAAARA/U1AYqhYGSxQ/s320/IMG_5137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285823359572539522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEV5mO_VI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/2xTQK13kaOI/s1600-h/IMG_5131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEV5mO_VI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/2xTQK13kaOI/s320/IMG_5131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285823361934359890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEVR9Vk0I/AAAAAAAAAQw/OL7D4az48No/s1600-h/IMG_4763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEVR9Vk0I/AAAAAAAAAQw/OL7D4az48No/s320/IMG_4763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285823351293842242" border="0" /&gt;the new yorker hotel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEVUJZg6I/AAAAAAAAAQo/29nphjtZ_Rk/s1600-h/IMG_4755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEVUJZg6I/AAAAAAAAAQo/29nphjtZ_Rk/s320/IMG_4755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285823351881302946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEVIl92RI/AAAAAAAAAQg/s3b5nuWXiFE/s1600-h/IMG_5064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEVIl92RI/AAAAAAAAAQg/s3b5nuWXiFE/s320/IMG_5064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285823348779899154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the awaiting lady by the Museum of Natural History&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEBifWjhI/AAAAAAAAAQY/o9vzgkCFHV8/s1600-h/IMG_5017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEBifWjhI/AAAAAAAAAQY/o9vzgkCFHV8/s320/IMG_5017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285823012134096402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some cute Grizzly bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEBd1pQJI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/3TvAZEMNd74/s1600-h/IMG_5007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEBd1pQJI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/3TvAZEMNd74/s320/IMG_5007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285823010885419154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;don't ask me what it is as i myself don't know what it is too. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEBKvfv9I/AAAAAAAAAQI/VxFcz50pBvA/s1600-h/IMG_5006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEBKvfv9I/AAAAAAAAAQI/VxFcz50pBvA/s320/IMG_5006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285823005759356882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEBNLxt9I/AAAAAAAAAQA/i0TuHvS6rNM/s1600-h/IMG_4933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEBNLxt9I/AAAAAAAAAQA/i0TuHvS6rNM/s320/IMG_4933.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285823006414845906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the bones of a triceratops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEA3k4IQI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ULizRKcYu0c/s1600-h/IMG_4845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsEA3k4IQI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ULizRKcYu0c/s320/IMG_4845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285823000614543618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsHMpOo7kI/AAAAAAAAATY/dYpl_IowZxs/s1600-h/IMG_4849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsHMpOo7kI/AAAAAAAAATY/dYpl_IowZxs/s320/IMG_4849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285826501456490050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love this pic alot~! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsDm8s2YDI/AAAAAAAAAPo/haSFLDKnqB4/s1600-h/IMG_4835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsDm8s2YDI/AAAAAAAAAPo/haSFLDKnqB4/s320/IMG_4835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285822555313561650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsDmhEE1YI/AAAAAAAAAPg/WxB16t-uyNs/s1600-h/IMG_4834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsDmhEE1YI/AAAAAAAAAPg/WxB16t-uyNs/s320/IMG_4834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285822547894785410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsDmRVLIVI/AAAAAAAAAPY/xnauu8vkH3s/s1600-h/IMG_5540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsDmRVLIVI/AAAAAAAAAPY/xnauu8vkH3s/s320/IMG_5540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285822543671533906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;outside of MoMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsDmJ0Np-I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/UZT6hKQFEU0/s1600-h/IMG_4817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsDmJ0Np-I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/UZT6hKQFEU0/s320/IMG_4817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285822541654239202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michelin x KAWS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsC_FP7k_I/AAAAAAAAAPI/tDtYyLwPiKc/s1600-h/IMG_4809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsC_FP7k_I/AAAAAAAAAPI/tDtYyLwPiKc/s320/IMG_4809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285821870413419506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;spongebob x KAWS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsC-ykjjJI/AAAAAAAAAPA/7DAijzyRwHM/s1600-h/IMG_5452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsC-ykjjJI/AAAAAAAAAPA/7DAijzyRwHM/s320/IMG_5452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285821865399651474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsC-4F4KEI/AAAAAAAAAO4/XGnetq-u16A/s1600-h/IMG_5074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsC-4F4KEI/AAAAAAAAAO4/XGnetq-u16A/s320/IMG_5074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285821866881591362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pinnochio's Dead, found him drown inside og Guggenheim Museum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsC-lJxAbI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ka-rnOJvELU/s1600-h/IMG_5078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsC-lJxAbI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ka-rnOJvELU/s320/IMG_5078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285821861797626290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsC-Off46I/AAAAAAAAAOo/Pherf_SfFy0/s1600-h/IMG_5071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsC-Off46I/AAAAAAAAAOo/Pherf_SfFy0/s320/IMG_5071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285821855714763682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCnWvsIhI/AAAAAAAAAOg/at2TJhYzhW0/s1600-h/IMG_4775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCnWvsIhI/AAAAAAAAAOg/at2TJhYzhW0/s320/IMG_4775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285821462793167378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ground zero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCnA-TCmI/AAAAAAAAAOY/cZprD0K8jYQ/s1600-h/IMG_4772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCnA-TCmI/AAAAAAAAAOY/cZprD0K8jYQ/s320/IMG_4772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285821456948857442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;btw, after snapping this pic, some security guard by this site halted me. i don't know why the hell he halted me by saying that i can't simply take pictures of the building. he even said am i a proffesional photographer. he even ask me to show him the pictures i took. WHAT THE FUCK man? He really pisses me off. FUCKING ASSHOLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCm6gcnqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/aSlxWOIpvYg/s1600-h/IMG_4766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCm6gcnqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/aSlxWOIpvYg/s320/IMG_4766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285821455213043362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCmt3HSaI/AAAAAAAAAOI/YtGkaBKT0O0/s1600-h/IMG_5337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCmt3HSaI/AAAAAAAAAOI/YtGkaBKT0O0/s320/IMG_5337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285821451818453410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;awaiting... i like this mood of this pic. it's kinda lonely tho? btw, it's inside of Grand Central Terminal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCma_paPI/AAAAAAAAAOA/kXsGmUUt8sU/s1600-h/IMG_5320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCma_paPI/AAAAAAAAAOA/kXsGmUUt8sU/s320/IMG_5320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285821446753970418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCTVilHvI/AAAAAAAAAN4/HSFmYK6kDus/s1600-h/IMG_5315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCTVilHvI/AAAAAAAAAN4/HSFmYK6kDus/s320/IMG_5315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285821118872362738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCTPkHSGI/AAAAAAAAANw/0RjhpnEDzzA/s1600-h/IMG_5306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCTPkHSGI/AAAAAAAAANw/0RjhpnEDzzA/s320/IMG_5306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285821117268183138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCS9bDN1I/AAAAAAAAANo/eSa3y6SR-XE/s1600-h/IMG_5389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCS9bDN1I/AAAAAAAAANo/eSa3y6SR-XE/s320/IMG_5389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285821112398329682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Empire Stat Building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCSvJlSFI/AAAAAAAAANg/MfbwrWultzc/s1600-h/IMG_5366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCSvJlSFI/AAAAAAAAANg/MfbwrWultzc/s320/IMG_5366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285821108566968402" border="0" /&gt;The Chrysler Building&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCSR6QWwI/AAAAAAAAANY/d-jG0X5ANOk/s1600-h/IMG_5090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCSR6QWwI/AAAAAAAAANY/d-jG0X5ANOk/s320/IMG_5090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285821100718054146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Central Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCAWTCx-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/lK8_hZ4MgQ4/s1600-h/IMG_5088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCAWTCx-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/lK8_hZ4MgQ4/s320/IMG_5088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285820792658118626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCAOhI0bI/AAAAAAAAANI/ALp--B_r9l4/s1600-h/IMG_5087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCAOhI0bI/AAAAAAAAANI/ALp--B_r9l4/s320/IMG_5087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285820790569750962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCANYYoII/AAAAAAAAANA/L4GWhOTyGIw/s1600-h/IMG_5086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsCANYYoII/AAAAAAAAANA/L4GWhOTyGIw/s320/IMG_5086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285820790264602754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsB_-8qdcI/AAAAAAAAAM4/NBvMaG9ngq8/s1600-h/IMG_5082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsB_-8qdcI/AAAAAAAAAM4/NBvMaG9ngq8/s320/IMG_5082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285820786390234562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsB_oR2hhI/AAAAAAAAAMw/_VwDEMge9Tc/s1600-h/IMG_5079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsB_oR2hhI/AAAAAAAAAMw/_VwDEMge9Tc/s320/IMG_5079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285820780305090066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBuK2_Q2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/meGUpeV-qEw/s1600-h/IMG_5373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBuK2_Q2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/meGUpeV-qEw/s320/IMG_5373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285820480350012258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brookyn Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBt2MKHNI/AAAAAAAAAMg/yFkrwYvdwSk/s1600-h/IMG_5371a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBt2MKHNI/AAAAAAAAAMg/yFkrwYvdwSk/s320/IMG_5371a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285820474801659090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBtjmK0LI/AAAAAAAAAMY/jOyu5ck9VeY/s1600-h/IMG_5099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBtjmK0LI/AAAAAAAAAMY/jOyu5ck9VeY/s320/IMG_5099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285820469810483378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the 24/7 365 Apple Store in 5th Avenue. The store that never close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBtfxFtoI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PK08oVXGEMQ/s1600-h/IMG_5095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBtfxFtoI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PK08oVXGEMQ/s320/IMG_5095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285820468782544514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBszN7SHI/AAAAAAAAAMI/u2jWIvwT_LQ/s1600-h/IMG_4794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBszN7SHI/AAAAAAAAAMI/u2jWIvwT_LQ/s320/IMG_4794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285820456823900274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBJ9IqZ_I/AAAAAAAAAMA/IKEeCRtePJ4/s1600-h/IMG_4787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBJ9IqZ_I/AAAAAAAAAMA/IKEeCRtePJ4/s320/IMG_4787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285819858190755826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBJhqjLcI/AAAAAAAAAL4/7PGDWrVHpAc/s1600-h/IMG_4786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBJhqjLcI/AAAAAAAAAL4/7PGDWrVHpAc/s320/IMG_4786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285819850816695746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBJqHiYVI/AAAAAAAAALw/f7Zx6u5O8BQ/s1600-h/IMG_4784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBJqHiYVI/AAAAAAAAALw/f7Zx6u5O8BQ/s320/IMG_4784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285819853085761874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the fucking place which made me slip after i snap this pic. The floor is filled with slippery ice. cis! i hate winter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBJUAVqTI/AAAAAAAAALo/rbXAxQaZ0Sc/s1600-h/IMG_4740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBJUAVqTI/AAAAAAAAALo/rbXAxQaZ0Sc/s320/IMG_4740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285819847149988146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You see.. heavy snow storm i Chicago. Which cause me stranded in the LaGuardia Airport NYC for 13 hours due to mother nature =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBI30cThI/AAAAAAAAALg/f8JNRY22Zyo/s1600-h/IMG_4738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsBI30cThI/AAAAAAAAALg/f8JNRY22Zyo/s320/IMG_4738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285819839583899154" border="0" /&gt;some tree near my college while waiting for the bus to Chicago&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsFbB2cnLI/AAAAAAAAATQ/D8TMECz8MIk/s1600-h/IMG_5594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsFbB2cnLI/AAAAAAAAATQ/D8TMECz8MIk/s320/IMG_5594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285824549560818866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is where all the meetings were held during any UN conference. cool rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsFbIX85SI/AAAAAAAAATI/JTos3Dl3WvU/s1600-h/IMG_5584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsFbIX85SI/AAAAAAAAATI/JTos3Dl3WvU/s320/IMG_5584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285824551311959330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i damn wanted this man! it's actually an actual Ak-47. The artist decides to turn it into a music instrument, which is a guitar. Awesome eh? Geez... weapons of mass destruction which can be turn into love for music. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-2895173592850683680?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/2895173592850683680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=2895173592850683680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/2895173592850683680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/2895173592850683680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/12/nyc-trip.html' title='NYC trip'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SVsFakI8ZlI/AAAAAAAAATA/VX0wD7vN0ko/s72-c/IMG_5241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-9203659213339576470</id><published>2008-12-12T06:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T07:11:18.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ministry of Sound: Club Files</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SUGZ0RE9YNI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ax2u_i_F4XE/s1600-h/1gnpyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SUGZ0RE9YNI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ax2u_i_F4XE/s320/1gnpyo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278669361471381714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SUGZ0ugIe1I/AAAAAAAAALA/EVmq054L6jI/s1600-h/2ce69ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SUGZ0ugIe1I/AAAAAAAAALA/EVmq054L6jI/s320/2ce69ec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278669369369983826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SUGax8YeOLI/AAAAAAAAALQ/GK4m_zfr39o/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SUGax8YeOLI/AAAAAAAAALQ/GK4m_zfr39o/s320/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278670421067970738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've recently downloaded these 3 ministry of sound album. The remixes in these 3 album is just totally awesome. AWESOME &amp;amp; FUNKY BEAT. But there are a few track which i kinda dislike it.  =P It's a mixture of old and current hit music. Although these 3 album is last 1-2 years ago but i have to say, the music is just awesome! Like i said before, Ministry Of Sound always compile the best remixes of the tracks and put it into 1 CD. So, if you bump onto any site which you could download, go click on it. =) Have a try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day when i was surfing Ministry Of Sound's website, i bump onto this offer for the cd's below. They're having this promotion for the package below whereby they're selling this 4 different album and each has 2 cd, and for &lt;span id="ctl00_Basket1_lblCost"&gt;only £20, which is around RM112. DAMN CHEAP RIGHT? Although these 4 albums are last year if i'm not mistaken, but it's still cheap! But if the shipping fee is included, then the cost will be RM210. Bloody hell. I've saw people uploaded 1 of the album below but i didn't manage to download it as the site's down. boo hoo T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SUGbKI-4IqI/AAAAAAAAALY/gTYS0D6_kBw/s1600-h/364086921987BKE_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SUGbKI-4IqI/AAAAAAAAALY/gTYS0D6_kBw/s320/364086921987BKE_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278670836767138466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I raelly want to get my hands on this promotion package! Oh well, i guess i'll ask them to mail to my friend and i'll get it from here when i'm back to malaysia. =P wee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-9203659213339576470?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/9203659213339576470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=9203659213339576470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/9203659213339576470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/9203659213339576470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/12/ministry-of-sound-club-files.html' title='Ministry of Sound: Club Files'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SUGZ0RE9YNI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ax2u_i_F4XE/s72-c/1gnpyo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-7465875815960618747</id><published>2008-12-11T17:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:47:39.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emptiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;This is the final outcome of the short animation based on the previous post. Bloody hell youtube compressed the quality of my video and the details can't be seen. So here are the screen shots i took. Feel free to give comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;assginment brief:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;the brief was to choose a designer of your liking and produce a "card in motion" with the intent of announcing a show of the selected person's work. So, I chose designer Kenya Hara. I chose one of his concept &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Emptiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; which he applied the design throughout the entire MUJI campaign. besides, his design emphasis more on a clean, negative spaces and to infuse a modern-traditional japanese culture into his design. Thus below, is the work I've done base on the style he did. I don't think i could achieve his style but I've did my best, at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Thus, the art direction I'm heading is by using white color as my base color cause &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; color tends to give a clean look and also because I'm playing with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;negative spaces&lt;/span&gt; to show &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Emptiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;, serif typeface-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;adobe garamond pro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; as it also helps to give a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;clean&lt;/span&gt; look and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;simple&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;graphic objects&lt;/span&gt; done by fine lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;programs: Adobe Illustrator CS3 and Adobe After Effect CS3&lt;br /&gt;music: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Slowmotion by Kinobe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SUDfibddaGI/AAAAAAAAAKI/QjkLjBefc_A/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SUDfibddaGI/AAAAAAAAAKI/QjkLjBefc_A/s320/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278464545858087010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SUDfiafiAVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/X7uQxQwPCUQ/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SUDfoI-xyMI/AAAAAAAAAKw/nnZHKui2tjY/s320/Picture+9.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278464643976775874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kjqTWSP9ZKQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kjqTWSP9ZKQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-7465875815960618747?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/7465875815960618747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=7465875815960618747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7465875815960618747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7465875815960618747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/12/emptiness.html' title='Emptiness'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SUDfibddaGI/AAAAAAAAAKI/QjkLjBefc_A/s72-c/Picture+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-7007023669171837469</id><published>2008-12-10T11:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:10:22.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss by Korn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/ST8_c7nyceI/AAAAAAAAAKA/TLNghclSwcA/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/ST8_c7nyceI/AAAAAAAAAKA/TLNghclSwcA/s320/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278007054574973410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/gpIIrzM4XR/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/gpIIrzM4XR/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/andy777/music/2Wy4O97z/korn_korn_kiss/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Was browsing thru my iTunes and it jumps to this track. I've not heard this track for quite some time. Anyways, it's a good track. Suitable for people who just broke up or something. Don't get me wrong i'm not heart broken. The track is just nice. =) I think it's the only emo track here in the album "Untitled". The music tone is really dark, emo and a lil' tiwsted i should say? it's really nice. listen to it! =) Great band great music and great vocalist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Kiss by Korn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Some deny and search for things it never come around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Do I feel like a fool?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The places I have ran to all my life have disappeared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And I owe this all to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm feeling like I'm sinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And nothing's there to catch me, keep me breathing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What do I have to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Why can't this hurt be through?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm going head onto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;something I know I will fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Why can't this kiss be true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Why won't you please let me through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I don't understand why you always push me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Last thing I will like to do before it go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;is cry there next to you. (Next to you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Cry and talk about the good all days and where they've gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and now how much I hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What do I have to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Why can't this could be through?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm going head onto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;something I know I will fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Why can't this kiss be true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Why won't you, please, let me through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I don't understand why you always push me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I feel the blood drip of my body as it goes right there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm not, now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What am I now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What am I now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What am I now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What do I have to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Why can't this hurt be through?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm going head onto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;something I know I will fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Why can't this kiss be true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Why won't you, please, let me through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I don't understand why you always push me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;(Why you always push me away? x8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-7007023669171837469?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/7007023669171837469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=7007023669171837469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7007023669171837469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7007023669171837469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/12/kiss-by-korn.html' title='Kiss by Korn'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/ST8_c7nyceI/AAAAAAAAAKA/TLNghclSwcA/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-1253287272654541035</id><published>2008-12-08T06:11:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:09:42.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Oh oh... school holiday is just around the corner. I can taste the smell of it. Well, there ain't much of work to hand in this week as most of them will be the final outcome of the works. Well, i've complete 80% of the work. The only assignments which i need to hand in this week is :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;- a web resume, which I've already completed them,&lt;br /&gt;- a short animation film, which I've already completed them, just need some critiques&lt;br /&gt;- an english comparison essay, which I've already completed them last week&lt;br /&gt;- and finally, a photography presentation; which I need to develop them myself in the dark room and I've already develop them. And last but not least, mount it on a presentation board and hand in and that's it. Well, I've not mount it yet but I'll do so tomorrow =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;oh well, that's all the work i have for this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Below is the short animation i did. the brief was to choose a designer of your liking and produce a "card in motion" with the intent of announcing a show of the selected person's work. So, I chose designer Kenya Hara. I chose one of his concept &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Emptiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; which he applied the design throughout the entire MUJI campaign. besides, his design emphasis more on a clean, negative spaces and to infuse a modern-traditional japanese culture into his design. Thus below, is the work I've done base on the style he did. I don't think i could achieve his style but I've did my best, at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Thus, the art direction I'm heading is by using white color as my base color cause &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; color tends to give a clean look and also because I'm playing with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;negative spaces&lt;/span&gt; to show &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Emptiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;, serif typeface-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;adobe garamond pro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; as it also helps to give a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;clean&lt;/span&gt; look and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;simple&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;graphic objects&lt;/span&gt; done by fine lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;well... this is not really the finalized one. I've actually done 2 version as the transition follows the beat of the music. So, here it is&lt;br /&gt;programs: Adobe Illustrator CS3 and Adobe After Effect CS3&lt;br /&gt;music: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Slowmotion by Kinobe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/JGmVbWEtZS/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/JGmVbWEtZS/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/IZaH01/music/_Gyvof1o/kinobe_slowmotion/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;bloody hell youtube degraded my video. i can't see shit details in my video... &gt;.&lt;" anyway, the words displayed in the video are: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 1) hara design.exhibition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    原デザイン.展覧会&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 2) venue.kuala lumpur convention center.malaysia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    開催地のクアラルンプール会議場.マレーシア&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 3) time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    時間&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 4) 12.20.2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    日付の十二月&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 5) kenya hara &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    原研哉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 6) emptiness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    空&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EiqO39cvgug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EiqO39cvgug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5f79EILGloc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5f79EILGloc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-1253287272654541035?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/1253287272654541035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=1253287272654541035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1253287272654541035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1253287272654541035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/12/final-week.html' title='Final Week'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-1620299064383828805</id><published>2008-12-04T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T18:05:43.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just some random fav. track</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;This is one my favorite track among other house music; or should i say, i [HEART] most of  the house music =). awesome music. funkym, groovy and just makes you wana get down to the dance floor and DANCE!  Anyway, this is a very funky remix. Check it out! by the way, this track is available in the album below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/STerJdm2j5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/rN2gJT-zUeQ/s1600-h/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/STerJdm2j5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/rN2gJT-zUeQ/s320/Untitled-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275873667542585234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ministry of Sound Chillout Classics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;by your side (ben watt lazy dog remix) by Sade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O3LG8T3s318&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O3LG8T3s318&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-1620299064383828805?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/1620299064383828805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=1620299064383828805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1620299064383828805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1620299064383828805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-some-random-fav-track.html' title='just some random fav. track'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/STerJdm2j5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/rN2gJT-zUeQ/s72-c/Untitled-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-2903745555910024716</id><published>2008-12-03T17:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:23:20.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the End</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Well, it seems that this year's gonna end at another 27 more days? It seem there are some minor changes in my life this year. First of all, i really manage to get the hell out of Malaysia and i did . Second, i really lose my weight ever since i came to the States. Third, i get to meet a few new awesome friends a few months before i leave. Forth, i did learn a few new skills and knowledge but it seems that it's still isn't enough; got to brush em' up. Sigh. Come to think about it, this is the first time that i'll be celebrating my Christmas and New Year here in the States and also my birthday as well. I miss those time celebrating with my homies. I MISS MALAYSIAN FOOD AND NIGHT LIFE TOO! WTF!? oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;GOLDEN OPPORTUNITY DOESN'T COME TWICE IN LIFE, BETTER GRAB IT AND NEVER LET GO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;By the way, i guess i didn't really achieve this year's revolution apart from those that i've mention above. How pathetic. Oh well, i guess i really need to set things clear and start working on it. Apparently i've started doing it and i'm gonna do it! I KNOW I CAN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Another thing is i realize that a lot of my friends are really trying to look for a girlfriend, including me as well. Some did, some didn't, some broke up  -_-". I was hoping that i could get one for myself this year but I'm gonna further my studies here in the States, which i am right now. Besides, i have no luck in girls as well. But, it happened twice this year where i had a tiy lil' crush on 2 girls, A and J. But, it's just some transient feelings i've already get over with it. So, yea. =) Aiks... Oh well, i guess next year would be the same as well. I guess i might as well focus on my important work rather then to be commit in a relationship; building the base is important at my age right now and i blame myself for starting it too late at such age, DAMMIT &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Few days ago, i had this dream and i bet who ever had such dream would be happy after they woke up. But for me it's the opposite, i woke up and felt damn pissed. I dream of myself marrying the women i love. I know it sounds stupid and pathetic but i did. -_-" Well, guess what. the women whom i married was my ex. WHAT THE FUCK MAN? It's been years since we broke up and why the FUCK she appeared in this dream? It not only happened this time, there were quite a few times she appeared in my other dream and NO, it's not a marriage dream. I was chatting with my friend today and she told me that i still could not forget her. i totally go "WHAT THE FUCK!?" &amp;amp;  -_-". How i wish there was a machine whereby you could erase memories which you do not want or store them in a disc or something. Sigh. I guess it's just memories which is playing with my mind and not my emotion. I need to kept remind myself that i should never let emotion control my thinking. This is what a conscious mind should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-2903745555910024716?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/2903745555910024716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=2903745555910024716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/2903745555910024716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/2903745555910024716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/12/end.html' title='the End'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-7953469610546422574</id><published>2008-12-01T06:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T07:32:30.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasonal Chemistry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Oh, it seems that holiday is just around the corner. 2 more weeks including this week then i'm done with my first semester. Wow, how time flies o_O". Well, what am i gonna do during my holiday? first of all, I'm gonna work on my plan, stuffed myself with whole loads of knowledge, reading self-improvement books, work-out and just relax. There's something that i would like to try, which is to go out to the open area, sit down there while listening to good music and drinking pure vodka? sounds fun.  Imagine, under the silky white snow you're drinking vodka / red wine while listening to good music... how nice =P!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Well, i have the opportunity to travel to Italy to do a semester over there, which of course, offered by my college. I was wondering where should i go? I love going over to Venice and so happen that there's a campus located over there. Now, wouldn't that be great?  I've always wanted to go to Venice as Venic is one of my dream place =) Besides, my dad had approved too. so, what am i waiting for? all i need is to get my visa done, get a GPA of 2.8 and above and Italy, HERE I COME! wee..... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/STMd6qcqC0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/9OW29Qvd6tQ/s1600-h/42-16320421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/STMd6qcqC0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/9OW29Qvd6tQ/s320/42-16320421.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274592482245086018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/STMd6M7HskI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RrskNikvjvU/s1600-h/RI007085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/STMd6M7HskI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RrskNikvjvU/s320/RI007085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274592474319794754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;NOTE: picture above will be credited to Corbis and the photographers who took the pics above. photgraphy credits: Bob Krist.&amp;amp; Atlantide Phototravel. Image taken from Corbis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;look how beautiful Venice is! oh gosh... i really wanted to go there. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;my second choice would be Rome. Another place which i would love to travel there in Italy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/STMfnuIu4iI/AAAAAAAAAJo/64xb-LwsBlQ/s1600-h/rome5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/STMfnuIu4iI/AAAAAAAAAJo/64xb-LwsBlQ/s320/rome5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274594355840999970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/STMfm14vpGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/PZvRAPHvOH4/s1600-h/rome1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/STMfm14vpGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/PZvRAPHvOH4/s320/rome1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274594340741555298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;credit goes to http://www.kiwipulse.com/rome-i-came-i-saw-i-conquered/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Well, there seem to be some chemistry going on in my heart. Hrm, to be honest, i surrender. I give up. Well, it's been quite some time since i had such chemistry going on. Oh well, it's just a transient chemistry. So, what the heck? Well, the song whch best describe such chemistry is as below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;沉默玩具 by Gary曹格&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/dTeh5Bu2HQ/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/dTeh5Bu2HQ/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/corinna-imperfect/music/kOtSkcND/cao_ge_chen_mo_wan_ju/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;變成了一個影     隱藏了自己 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;愛情困難呼吸     我是沉默玩具 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;執著對你無限情     模糊我自己 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;不願升上白旗    輸了你的遊戲 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;你和他     對街擁抱     我看到 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;為什麼愛上你的人     是我 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;為什麼一廂情願的人     會難過 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;為什麼對你捨不得的     總是我 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;愛上你     需要那真情意 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;收在日記裡 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;寂寞天天不休息     讓甜蜜全也忘記 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;幸福不再美麗     可是我會在意 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;執著對你無限情     模糊我自己 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;不願升上白旗     輸了你的遊戲 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;你和他     對街擁抱     我看到 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;為什麼愛上你的人     是我 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;為什麼一廂情願的人    會難過 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;為什麼對你捨不得的     總是我 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;愛上你     需要那真情意 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;收在日記裡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Ohh…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;為什麼對你捨不得的     總是我 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;愛上你     需要那真情意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Ohh…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;真愛你的人會難過&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;為什麼對你捨不得的     總是我 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;愛上你     需要那真情意 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;收在日記裡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-7953469610546422574?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/7953469610546422574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=7953469610546422574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7953469610546422574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>"Fracture" title sequence design</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Finally i'm done with the title sequence i designed for the movie &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Fracture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;. This is an assignment i did for the Time Based Media class. It's really hectic to film it as i don't have the proper tripod or tools to get a nice and smooth movement of getting the camera running around everywhere &gt;.&lt;. Most of the shots are hand-held shots and my hands were shaky as hell! -_-" but anyway... i kinda like a few shots which i did, tho its shaky. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I really like the song from deftones and it just happens that this song fits into my video! how lucky i am! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Story Synopsis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Ted Crawford &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Anthony Hopkins)&lt;/span&gt;, an aeronautic structural engineer, found out that his wife &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Embeth Davidtz)&lt;/span&gt; had an affair with detective Rob &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Billy Burke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;. So, Ted planned a perfect murder to kill his wife and framed Rob so that he was the one who'd killed Ted's wife and Ted could escape without being charged. So, DA William Beachum &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Ryan Gosling)&lt;/span&gt; was incharge to put Ted in jail for killing his own wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Direction of Title Sequence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Ted-aeronautic structural enginner-good in doing precise calculations and maths. Thus, the idea &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;mathematic equations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; is used to create this title sequence. As for the lighting and mood of the title sequence, a very &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;dark&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;dim&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;moody&lt;/span&gt; mood is used.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Softwares: Adobe After Effects CS3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tools/Equipments: Canon DV Cam ZR850 + Canon DSLR 400D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Music: Change (In The House Of Flies) by Deftones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I really like the song from deftones and it just happens that this song fits into my video! how lucky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iwztvqWmm3k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iwztvqWmm3k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Change (In the House of Flies) by Deftones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nDQnpQqJleE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nDQnpQqJleE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-6213440298004708380?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/6213440298004708380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=6213440298004708380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/6213440298004708380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/6213440298004708380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/11/fracture-title-sequence-design.html' title='&quot;Fracture&quot; title sequence design'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-8203045748285651181</id><published>2008-11-24T04:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T05:15:15.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me sad =(</title><content type='html'>i'm sprung.&lt;br /&gt;guts is all i need.&lt;br /&gt;made a move.&lt;br /&gt;what done is done.&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;all hope is gone.&lt;br /&gt;dreams shattered.&lt;br /&gt;emotionally lost.&lt;br /&gt;the missing pieces in untraceable.&lt;br /&gt;the downfall of a person&lt;br /&gt;drifted away.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's time to move on and say...&lt;br /&gt;"NEXT!"&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cOToXk_VtAA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cOToXk_VtAA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-8203045748285651181?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/8203045748285651181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=8203045748285651181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8203045748285651181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8203045748285651181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/11/me-sad.html' title='me sad =('/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-3831294200098300405</id><published>2008-11-21T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T15:05:40.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Can't Forget The Girl I Never Met by 3-11 Porter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/87heXWFSQj8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/87heXWFSQj8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a picture on the front page of an old magazine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this picture has been with me ever since&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; I can’t forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; It was the girl from the movie of the year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; She danced and she laughed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; And gave a piece of herself to this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; I can’t forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; I can’t forget the girl I never met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; I can’t forget the girl I never met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; I can’t forget the girl I never met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; I can’t forget the girl with stars in her eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; I saw her walk in rain and in sunshine too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; And I saw her smile from the back seat of a passing car &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; I can’t forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; Was she the girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; From the front page of an old magazine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; She lived like she died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; When she died she died like a wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; I can’t forget the girl I never met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; I can’t forget the girl I never met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; I can’t forget the girl I never met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt; I can’t forget the girl with stars in her eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-3831294200098300405?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/3831294200098300405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=3831294200098300405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/3831294200098300405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/3831294200098300405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-cant-forget-girl-i-never-met-by-3-11_21.html' title=''/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-1479375207528003485</id><published>2008-11-19T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:18:35.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Furby Comes to Live</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SSPFlmeT3NI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/U_Igrn6I3HU/s1600-h/2008_11_18t183108_450x297_us_primate_indonesia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SSPFlmeT3NI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/U_Igrn6I3HU/s320/2008_11_18t183108_450x297_us_primate_indonesia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270273238727122130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Read this article from Yahoo! News. So the credit of the articles goes to the writer Sandra Maler).&lt;/span&gt; It seems that this cute lil' fela resembles "Furby". I'm sure most of you know what a "Furby" is and you've seen this felas in any of the toy store especially toy 'r' us. Go google for those who doesn't know what a "Furby" is. =) Well, one of my housemate wanted to get one for his christmas present tho. I don't think i'll want him as my christmas pressie. I want a polar bear cub as my christmas pressie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;WASHINGTON (Reuters) –  On a misty mountaintop on the Indonesian island of &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1227051316_0"&gt;Sulawesi&lt;/span&gt;, scientists for the first time in more than eight decades have observed a living pygmy tarsier, one of the planet's smallest and rarest primates.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Over a two-month period, the scientists used nets to trap three furry, mouse-sized pygmy tarsiers -- two males and one female -- on Mt. Rore Katimbo in &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1227051316_1"&gt;Lore Lindu National Park&lt;/span&gt; in central Sulawesi, the researchers said on Tuesday.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; They spotted a fourth one that got away.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; The tarsiers, which some scientists believed were extinct, may not have been overly thrilled to be found. One of them chomped Sharon Gursky-Doyen, a Texas A&amp;amp;M University professor of anthropology who took part in the expedition.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; "I'm the only person in the world to ever be bitten by a pygmy tarsier," Gursky-Doyen said in a &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1227051316_2"&gt;telephone interview&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; "My assistant was trying to hold him still while I was attaching a radio collar around its neck. It's very hard to hold them because they can turn their heads around 180 degrees. As I'm trying to close the radio collar, he turned his head and nipped my finger. And I yanked it and I was bleeding."&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; The collars were being attached so the tarsiers' movements could be tracked.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1227051316_3"&gt;Tarsiers&lt;/span&gt; are unusual primates -- the mammalian group that includes lemurs, monkeys, apes and people. The handful of tarsier species live on various Asian islands.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; As their name indicates, pygmy tarsiers are small -- weighing about 2 ounces (50 grammes). They have large eyes and large ears, and they have been described as looking a bit like one of the creatures in the 1984 Hollywood movie "Gremlins."&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; They are nocturnal insectivores and are unusual among primates in that they have claws rather than finger nails.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; They had not been seen alive by scientists since 1921. In 2000, Indonesian scientists who were trapping rats in the Sulawesi highlands accidentally trapped and killed a pygmy tarsier.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; "Until that time, everyone really didn't believe that they existed because people had been going out looking for them for decades and nobody had seen them or heard them," Gursky-Doyen said.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Her group observed the first live pygmy tarsier in August at an elevation of about 6,900 feet.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; "Everything was covered in moss and the clouds are right at the top of that mountain. It's always very, very foggy, very, very dense. It's cold up there. When you're one degree from the equator, you expect to be hot. You don't expect to be shivering most of the time. That's what we were doing," she said.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; (Editing by Sandra Maler) link: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20081118/sc_nm/us_primate_indonesia;_ylt=Ak91Jsn6EUO3pJKIEKqqPWIazJV4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-1479375207528003485?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/1479375207528003485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=1479375207528003485' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1479375207528003485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1479375207528003485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/11/furby-comes-to-live.html' title='Furby Comes to Live'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SSPFlmeT3NI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/U_Igrn6I3HU/s72-c/2008_11_18t183108_450x297_us_primate_indonesia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-87650445019704846</id><published>2008-11-18T14:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T15:16:32.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's SNOWY time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Well, it seems that lately there's been some snowing at my place. I guess it's winter now. I've receive an email from my Student International Office Adviser stating that it's officially winter now in Detroit. This is what she said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Hi Everyone!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I hope you are enjoying the snow.  It's officially winter in Michigan...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It's 0207 now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and it's -3ºC out there. Yikes! It's never fun to live in a country when it's really cold. Yesterday, I thought of going out to snap some pics around my college area for my photography assignment and it snowed the day before yesterday and also yesterday. It's super freezin' out there and my hands were numb even tho i had put on the gloves. It's really hard to snap the pics while adjusting the lens and all with the gloves on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&gt;.&lt;" Anyway, the entire college was covered with snows and it's snowed pretty heavy while i was out taking pics. -_-" i hope i could get some decent shots for my assignments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SSJpChS83xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bzSA_QincnY/s1600-h/IMG_4221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SSJpChS83xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bzSA_QincnY/s320/IMG_4221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269890005995413266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SSJpB7yROLI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tB6m2PbXs8U/s1600-h/IMG_4110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SSJpB7yROLI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tB6m2PbXs8U/s320/IMG_4110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269889995926223026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SSJpCXfKg7I/AAAAAAAAAGw/0ZYKRbJBPxA/s1600-h/IMG_4218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SSJpCXfKg7I/AAAAAAAAAGw/0ZYKRbJBPxA/s320/IMG_4218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269890003362284466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SSJrN04WCZI/AAAAAAAAAHI/klZQuxBQur0/s1600-h/n716037794_1055757_9097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SSJrN04WCZI/AAAAAAAAAHI/klZQuxBQur0/s320/n716037794_1055757_9097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269892399254342034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-87650445019704846?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/87650445019704846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=87650445019704846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/87650445019704846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/87650445019704846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-snowy-time.html' title='it&apos;s SNOWY time'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SSJpChS83xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bzSA_QincnY/s72-c/IMG_4221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-4311845104465939054</id><published>2008-11-11T14:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T15:16:45.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It seems that lately i've been watching alot of classic movies as in not those blakc and white movies, urgh.. hate those. What i'm saying is those 80s-90s hit movies that i used to watch them when i was a lil' dude. Been watching movies like Robocop, TMNT (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles) Apollo 13, Superman &amp;amp; Ghostbusters. Will be watching Terminator or Batman or maybe something else =P. It does bring back lots of good memories and i can remember those scenes too. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Well, funny thing is, i don't have any pictures of watchin Robocop 3 when i was young. Did i missed it? or my parents never bring me to the movies? hrm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Anyway, i kinda like this song below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8FOHbL4km6U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8FOHbL4km6U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;借火 by Juno 麥浚龍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;剛剛要去便利店裡　為著香煙無人點火&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;湊巧你正走出路上搖搖盪盪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;明明喊過不借得太多也想借點火&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;就算不說一句都很清楚　雙方都經過太多&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;只要接近別無期望　夜了看電視的光&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;只要我們不問為何　然後直至忘記誰是我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;一起靜靜的過　不需要太認識我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;不渴望　你不要令我多幾多渴望&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;你只要為我點一點火　然後讓我此刻至少可度過&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;我可以令你差不多有快樂　我可以為你點一點火&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;然後望你輪廓　不講甚麼悲壯　不想甚麼沮喪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;煙圈悄悄墜落煙灰至少將心事証明燃燒過&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;天天要看琉璃鏡裡　為著不想重頭愛過&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;湊巧你也彷彿活著尋尋覓覓&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;靈魂碎過不借得太多也想借點火&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;就算不說一句都很清楚　雙方都經過太多&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;只要接近別無期望　餓了喝外賣的湯&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;只要我們不用話語感覺是你和我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;一起靜靜的過　不需要太認識我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;不渴望　你不要令我多幾多渴望&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;你只要為我點一點火　然後讓我倦了倦了就如煙照樣浮過　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;飄過　根本最好就是忘我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;別再笨　別再傻　半支煙勝過殘破的天國&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;可以令你差不多有快樂　我可以令你差不多傷疤會脫落&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;我可以為你點一點火　然後伴我亂了亂了就如仙最好燒過&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;燒過　根本只要煙圈在面前轉過就會忘我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;不管甚麼好結果　不想甚麼沮喪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;煙圈悄悄墜落煙灰至少將心事証明燃燒過&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;煙花太過寂寞煙絲至少可等待別人來點火&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-4311845104465939054?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/4311845104465939054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=4311845104465939054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/4311845104465939054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/4311845104465939054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/11/classic-movies.html' title='Classic Movies'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-3949720575182751124</id><published>2008-11-08T04:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T10:45:13.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Jazz Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It seems that lately I've been addicted by listening to Jazz music. It's such a lovely music to listen to. It's really a music for total pure relaxation. Sweet! Well, the album which I'm currently listening at is really really good. They have alot of good Jazz music. For those who really loves Jazz musics, you should grab this album. You'll never regret! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SRSm-oJhdCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Qe7UyRfeP8o/s1600-h/In+Love+With+Jazz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SRSm-oJhdCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Qe7UyRfeP8o/s320/In+Love+With+Jazz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266017459162412066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Anyway, i started to realize that my taste for music is evolving throughout the years. Last time i used to listen to a lot of metal, heavy metal, punk, screamo, emo, post hardcore, etc. kind of music but as the years go by, i started to listen to soft, lounge, jazz, blues, chillout, buddha bar, house music, etc. but not classical or folk music! Even though my taste for music had changed, but i still love to listen to Punk, Screamo, heavy metal, post hardcore, etc. kind of music. Those music are still my favorite. Will never stop listnening to it! It's so dope man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-3949720575182751124?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/3949720575182751124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=3949720575182751124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/3949720575182751124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/3949720575182751124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-jazz-time.html' title='It&apos;s Jazz Time!'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SRSm-oJhdCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Qe7UyRfeP8o/s72-c/In+Love+With+Jazz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-1958510629678425145</id><published>2008-10-30T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T01:54:14.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kong by Justin</title><content type='html'>I miss singing karaoke with my crazy gang. Didn't really get a chance to sing before i leave to the States. Sigh. WTF man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kong by Justin 侧田&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4kqbSKUTAYE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4kqbSKUTAYE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我     我沒有害過人     只想失戀也有名份&lt;br /&gt;我     太樂意獻一吻     為甚麼這溫柔會犯禁&lt;br /&gt;若你我可抱著睡     連命也甘心短幾歲&lt;br /&gt;誰能及我     將性命也豁出去&lt;br /&gt;若與你好有罪     全是律例不對&lt;br /&gt;我要追     離棄世界亦要追&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寧願天去收我     也替你受重傷&lt;br /&gt;金剛跟美女戀上     也是個傳奇狂想&lt;br /&gt;縱是遺憾收場     都必需跟你     明刀明槍&lt;br /&gt;子彈不怕上     一級級上塔尖欣賞&lt;br /&gt;欣賞你憂傷&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算你早有別人     無礙我爭取夢中人&lt;br /&gt;扶搖直上     高到共你能擁吻&lt;br /&gt;別說到太高深     能自願便相襯&lt;br /&gt;夠決心     越中箭我越勇敢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寧願天去收我     也替你受重傷&lt;br /&gt;金剛跟美女戀上     也是個傳奇狂想&lt;br /&gt;縱是遺憾收場     都必需跟你     明刀明槍&lt;br /&gt;子彈不怕上     一級級上塔尖欣賞&lt;br /&gt;欣賞你憂傷&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不屑     不信     不怕     打擊更令我堅強&lt;br /&gt;這縱是妄想     能得到你給舉世景仰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我有我夢與想     多高攀也敢攀上&lt;br /&gt;這份愛傳奇無雙     縱是遺憾收場&lt;br /&gt;都必需跟你     明刀明槍&lt;br /&gt;子彈不怕上     一級級上塔尖欣賞&lt;br /&gt;苦命人     相擁俯看     世上風霜&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-1958510629678425145?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/1958510629678425145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=1958510629678425145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1958510629678425145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1958510629678425145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/10/kong-by-justin.html' title='Kong by Justin'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-6312786415219256989</id><published>2008-10-28T03:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T03:20:47.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GUITAR CHAOS</title><content type='html'>oh shit... i can't freaking play the guitar anymore. FUCK FUCK FUCK! Just now while i was playg my suitemate's guitar, my mind was totally blank. I can't freakin' remember those songs that i used to play all the time. OH GOSH! BOO HOO! I miss my guitars back home, i wanted to bring them along but my parents forbid me as they say i have lots of things to carry over to the States, which is true; but i love my guitar so much! DARN it, now i can't play my guitar nand i dare not to play my suitemate's guitar so much as i'm afraid i might break it as it isn't mine! SOB SOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SQYToVGsJcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/bBFVNSvw3Ao/s1600-h/edited8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SQYToVGsJcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/bBFVNSvw3Ao/s320/edited8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261914798209902018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ah... the good o' memories of me jamming my guitar in my room! Forget that darn hair, it took me almost 20-30mins to comb that bloody hair and i no longer comb that hair tho. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-6312786415219256989?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/6312786415219256989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=6312786415219256989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/6312786415219256989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/6312786415219256989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/10/guitar-chaos.html' title='GUITAR CHAOS'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SQYToVGsJcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/bBFVNSvw3Ao/s72-c/edited8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-7945082577849600190</id><published>2008-10-16T09:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T09:53:27.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我懷念的</title><content type='html'>I know that this is an old song by Stefanie Sun but it's superb. I just can't stop listening to it over and over again. It's very soft and it has a very nice and soothing piano rhythm. Addicted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我懷念的 by Stefanie 孫燕姿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/whzBqC0NWo8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/whzBqC0NWo8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我問為什麼　那女孩傳簡訊給我&lt;br /&gt;而你為什麼　不解釋低著頭沉默&lt;br /&gt;我該相信你很愛我　不願意敷衍我&lt;br /&gt;還是明白你已不想挽回什么&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想問為什麼　我不再是你的快樂&lt;br /&gt;可是為什麼　卻苦笑說我都懂了&lt;br /&gt;自尊常常將人拖著　把愛都走曲折&lt;br /&gt;假裝了解是怕   真相太赤裸裸&lt;br /&gt;狼狽比失去難受&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我懷念的是無話不說　我懷念的是一起作夢&lt;br /&gt;我懷念的是爭吵以後　還是想要愛你的衝動&lt;br /&gt;我記得那年生日　也記得那一首歌&lt;br /&gt;記得那片星空　最緊的右手  最暖的胸口&lt;br /&gt;誰記得　誰忘了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想問為什麼　我不再是你的快樂&lt;br /&gt;可是為什麼　卻苦笑說我都懂了&lt;br /&gt;自尊常常將人拖著　把愛都走曲折&lt;br /&gt;假裝了解是怕  真相太赤裸裸&lt;br /&gt;狼狽比失去難受&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我懷念的是無話不說　 我懷念的是一起作夢&lt;br /&gt;我懷念的是爭吵以後　 還是想要愛你的衝動&lt;br /&gt;我記得那年生日　也記得那一首歌&lt;br /&gt;記得那片星空　最緊的右手  最暖的胸口&lt;br /&gt;誰忘了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我懷念的是無言感動　 我懷念的是絕對熾熱&lt;br /&gt;我懷念的是你很激動　 求我原諒抱著我都痛&lt;br /&gt;我記得你在背後　我記得我顫抖著　&lt;br /&gt;記得感覺洶湧 最美的煙火　&lt;br /&gt;最长的相擁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;誰愛的太自由　誰過頭太遠了&lt;br /&gt;誰要走我的心   誰忘了那就是承諾&lt;br /&gt;誰自故自走　誰忘了看著我&lt;br /&gt;誰讓愛變沉重　誰忘了要給你溫柔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha... 我懷念的&lt;br /&gt;我還有想要愛你的衝動&lt;br /&gt;我記得那年生日　也記得那一首歌&lt;br /&gt;記得那片星空　最緊的右手　最暖的胸口&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我放手　我讓座　 假灑脫&lt;br /&gt;誰懂我多麼不捨得&lt;br /&gt;太愛了　所以我　 沒有哭　 沒有說&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-7945082577849600190?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/7945082577849600190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=7945082577849600190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7945082577849600190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7945082577849600190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='我懷念的'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-1159537509614085360</id><published>2008-10-07T13:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T13:40:06.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mash Up</title><content type='html'>Well, its 0100 now n i've got nothing to do but to stream online tvb dramas to watch. Have to resume my assignments later. Sigh. Booriinggggg~~~~ anyway, i've almost done selecting which song to put into my iPod. Shit... too many songs -_-" malas nak select. Will be heading down to Chicago this coming Friday. After that, need to write a report about it cause it's part of my assignment. So, it's 50%work n 50% play. I've always love musics produced by Nujabes and there's this dude in youtube who mash them up and below are the remix done by them. Pretty awesome remix. Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IdPhIkCQjkc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IdPhIkCQjkc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Song Cry&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jay-Z &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another Reflection&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nujabes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JgUNC1_JF3A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JgUNC1_JF3A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Don't Know My Name &lt;/span&gt;by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alicia Keys, Come Close To Me &lt;/span&gt;by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Common and Pretending Toc &lt;/span&gt;by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tsutchie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Cjs4hYfg70&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Cjs4hYfg70&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rule &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;by &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Horizon by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nujabes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-1159537509614085360?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/1159537509614085360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=1159537509614085360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1159537509614085360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1159537509614085360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/10/mash-up.html' title='Mash Up'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-1284991290625883075</id><published>2008-10-03T10:08:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:57:54.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new watermark type</title><content type='html'>At last, i manage to create a new watermark type for all of my images. Basically i tried to use 2 different type of fonts which are a san-serif typeface and a serif typeface to design it. The serif typeface is perpetua where as the san-serif is DTL Nobel. wee....=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWAoiWbfzI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qs4EBh0W6sE/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWAoiWbfzI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qs4EBh0W6sE/s320/Picture+4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252745974301556530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been a big fan of Hed Kandi and this is one of my fav from the Hed Kandi Album which is &lt;span&gt;Hed Kandi: A Taste of Kandi Summer 2008. The traack title is Love Potion and it's sang by Aaron Ross ft. Gia Mellish. Awesome song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5MUj_Iv095Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5MUj_Iv095Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I came to Detroit, i haven't post any single thing about my life here in Detroit. Ok, first of all i would like to say is Detroit is a pretty quiet and boring place. There aren't much things to do here and NEVER walk alone at night as you might get robbed at any time. I'm not joking folks but it's true. Basically it's a quiet and peaceful town. Starting to adapt to this new environment here. Well, th weather here is starting to change. I guess it's going to turn to winter soon. So, right know the temperature is around 13ºC and below at daytime and around 6-10ºC at night? pretty cold eh? Anyway, below are few of the pictures i took from my living room and my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sunrise picture from my dining hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWErOem9xI/AAAAAAAAAEU/u2FVzoHmEAY/s1600-h/IMG_3097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWErOem9xI/AAAAAAAAAEU/u2FVzoHmEAY/s320/IMG_3097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252750418553272082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a sunset picture from my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;by the way, my eyes hurts like hell while snapping this picture 'cause i'm directly looking into the sun even though i know it's bad for the eyes but what to do? for the sake of a nice picture, i still have to do it XD XD XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWErCkxJ5I/AAAAAAAAAEk/PY3aXjCaOdQ/s1600-h/IMG_3150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWErCkxJ5I/AAAAAAAAAEk/PY3aXjCaOdQ/s320/IMG_3150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252750415357880210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWErdx6_NI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Ez6Zl77pZIk/s1600-h/IMG_3154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWErdx6_NI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Ez6Zl77pZIk/s320/IMG_3154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252750422660807890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some statue i took in front of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Detroit Institure of Art&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(D.I.A.) &lt;/span&gt;which is right across my college.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWErBsf4FI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xpoFjUUn2Ug/s1600-h/IMG_3119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWErBsf4FI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xpoFjUUn2Ug/s320/IMG_3119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252750415121866834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh... and i love my new iPod. It's so freaking beautiful. Ain't she sweet. At first when i came to Detroit, the first thing i would want to buy is the iPod Nano and Slipknot's latest album "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All Hope Is Gone&lt;/span&gt;", which i did on the third day of my arrival in Detroit. Well, i almost bought the previous generation of the iPod Nano for $199 for 8gb but fortunately i didn't. Cause i didn't want to use up all the cash i have on my hands. Therefore, i waited till my bank acc. is set up and i get my debit card, then i'll buy it online. Funny thing is, when i finally get my debit card a week after i set up my bank acc., Apple has launch the new iPod Nano and it's way slicker and prettier than the previous one, which is the short and fat one. Well, it cost $199 as well but it has 16gb worth of memory space. What a great deal! So, instantly bought it and here it is. My lovely iPod Nano. =) But it took me for about a week or two to receive it. Bloody Hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when iPod meets MacBook Pro, iPro is born! XD XD XD&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWGSzyYS-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/1Kn-iAAjeqg/s1600-h/IMG_3166a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWGSzyYS-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/1Kn-iAAjeqg/s320/IMG_3166a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252752198094834658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWGTCoU6oI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-5n2Tqrknh0/s1600-h/IMG_3172a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWGTCoU6oI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-5n2Tqrknh0/s320/IMG_3172a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252752202079201922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWGTI_AsmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zzyCFTNHxrU/s1600-h/IMG_3175a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWGTI_AsmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zzyCFTNHxrU/s320/IMG_3175a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252752203784958562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;America's favorite snack bar, Snickers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWGTQL631I/AAAAAAAAAFM/u0h1Bfwkiy8/s1600-h/IMG_3183a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWGTQL631I/AAAAAAAAAFM/u0h1Bfwkiy8/s320/IMG_3183a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252752205718150994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWGTvaQVHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/J25orMAhlqs/s1600-h/IMG_3180a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWGTvaQVHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/J25orMAhlqs/s320/IMG_3180a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252752214099776626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, you know what's interesting about this packaging, it has different kind of words behind it's packaging and inside of the packaging, the meaning of the word is printed on it. So far i've came across 2 words, which is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peanutopolis&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;substancialicious&lt;/span&gt;. I forgot what does peanutopolis means but substancialiscious means "the weight of someting when you weigh with your tongue" well, it sounds kinda weird tho. -_-" i wonder who's the genius who came out with these 2 words. More to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also did a header blog for my stupid babi friend Abby because she said that iIve promise to design one for her which i didn't because i remember i ignore her request -_-" but anyway, it was a quick design, did it within 15-20 mins. Lol. That stupid friend of mine is so addicted to "Gossip Girls" where she wanted this "statement" from that drama &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You Know You Love Me" &lt;/span&gt;and of course her name next to that statement -_-". This is what i did. I still prefer the first design but that fela wanted the second one. Babi Hutan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWJilf9cqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/qwvJ4zreDwo/s1600-h/banner+for+abby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWJilf9cqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/qwvJ4zreDwo/s320/banner+for+abby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252755767672271522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWJio9mHtI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EyYicMLmU-A/s1600-h/banner+for+abby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWJio9mHtI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EyYicMLmU-A/s320/banner+for+abby2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252755768601878226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-1284991290625883075?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/1284991290625883075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=1284991290625883075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1284991290625883075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1284991290625883075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-watermark-type.html' title='new watermark type'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/SOWAoiWbfzI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Qs4EBh0W6sE/s72-c/Picture+4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-3667886138353061886</id><published>2008-09-14T12:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T12:52:46.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>小情歌-Sodagreen苏打绿</title><content type='html'>Was sorting my music folder on my Mac and i found this old song which my ex-colleague Thang Wei always loop this song over and over again and he even sang it out too! But no doubt that this is a nice and pleasant song. Here it is by Sodagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f0Mxc1rClqU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f0Mxc1rClqU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小情歌-Sodagreen苏打绿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是一首简单的小情歌&lt;br /&gt;唱着人们心肠的曲折&lt;br /&gt;我想我很快乐   当有你的温热&lt;br /&gt;脚边的空气转了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是一首简单的小情歌&lt;br /&gt;唱着我们心头的白鸽&lt;br /&gt;我想我很适合   当一个歌颂者&lt;br /&gt;青春在风中飘着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你知道   就算大雨让这座城市颠倒&lt;br /&gt;我会给你怀抱  &lt;br /&gt;受不了   看见你背影来到&lt;br /&gt;写下我   度秒如年难捱的离骚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算整个世界被寂寞绑票&lt;br /&gt;我也不会奔跑  &lt;br /&gt;逃不了   最后谁也都苍老&lt;br /&gt;写下我   时间和琴声交错的城堡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是一首简单的小情歌&lt;br /&gt;唱着我们心头的白鸽&lt;br /&gt;我想我很适合   当一个歌颂者&lt;br /&gt;青春在风中飘着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你知道   就算大雨让这座城市颠倒&lt;br /&gt;我会给你怀抱  &lt;br /&gt;受不了   看见你背影来到&lt;br /&gt;写下我   度秒如年难捱的离骚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算整个世界被寂寞绑票&lt;br /&gt;我也不会奔跑  &lt;br /&gt;逃不了   最后谁也都苍老&lt;br /&gt;写下我   时间和琴声交错的城堡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你知道   就算大雨让这座城市颠倒&lt;br /&gt;我会给你怀抱  &lt;br /&gt;受不了   看见你背影来到&lt;br /&gt;写下我   度秒如年难捱的离骚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算整个世界被寂寞绑票&lt;br /&gt;我也不会奔跑  &lt;br /&gt;逃不了   最后谁也都苍老&lt;br /&gt;写下我   时间和琴声交错的城堡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-3667886138353061886?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/3667886138353061886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=3667886138353061886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/3667886138353061886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/3667886138353061886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/09/sodagreen.html' title='小情歌-Sodagreen苏打绿'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-8279023218378944024</id><published>2008-06-17T12:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T12:45:20.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;IF YOUR LIFE WERE A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's how it works:&lt;br /&gt;1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)&lt;br /&gt;2. Put it on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;3. Press play&lt;br /&gt;4. For every question, type the song that's playing&lt;br /&gt;5. When you go to a new question, press the next button&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool...just type it in man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening Credits:&lt;br /&gt;Maybe - N.E.R.D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking Up:&lt;br /&gt;Anymore - Emmy Rossum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day At School:&lt;br /&gt;Hot Thing - Talib Kweli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling In Love:&lt;br /&gt;Real Playa ft. Llyod - Fabolous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Relationship":&lt;br /&gt;As The Rush Comes (Hamptons Chills Remix) - JES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight Song:&lt;br /&gt;Annihilation By The Hands Of God - Roadrunner United&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Up:&lt;br /&gt;Drop It Like It's Hot ft. Pharrell Williams - Snoop Dogg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom:&lt;br /&gt;The Past ft. Chris Daughtry - Sevendust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life:&lt;br /&gt;The Best Damn Thing - Avril Lavinge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental Breakdown:&lt;br /&gt;Loved By You - Jewel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving:&lt;br /&gt;Hustlers Hand ft. Guerilla Black - Katt Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback:&lt;br /&gt;Pennis From Heaven - Dave Brubeck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Back Together:&lt;br /&gt;Going Away To College - Blink 182&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding:&lt;br /&gt;Get It (Remi) ft. Ray Lavender - T-Pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth of Child:&lt;br /&gt;THey Lookin' At My Neck ft. Soulja Boy - Track Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Battle:&lt;br /&gt;Step Right Up (Wez Clarke &amp;amp; Jack McCord Remix) - Sunset Strippers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Scene:&lt;br /&gt;World Of Our Own - Westlife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral Song:&lt;br /&gt;Walk Away - Sevendust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End credits:&lt;br /&gt;My Cherie Amour - Stevie Wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the above sountrack is just so true. Was shock while i was doing this thing, of coz some of them isn't true la but still 80% of them are accurate? hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just killing some time ... -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-8279023218378944024?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/8279023218378944024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=8279023218378944024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8279023218378944024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8279023218378944024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/06/tagged-by-music.html' title='Tagged by Music'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-475841308894745785</id><published>2008-06-16T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T02:21:40.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME</title><content type='html'>Well, i was notified by my college few days ago where the Uni which i applied in the States has already accepted me and my friend. So, now the only thing that i'm waiting for is the VISA. I'm only 1 step away from going to the States. Once the VISA's approve, then i'm 100% confirmed that i'll be going over to the States! yay to me... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Poppy yesterday again. Well, this time i've bumped into many friends like Andrea (haven't seen her in ages) and also Victoria (just bumped into her last Sat, also in Poppy and also didn;t see her in ages too) and also my CPU friends. Well, not really friends la, it's more like we've seen each other in college but it's just that we don't know each other. Saw Valerie too in Poppy. She was emo that night so she bite me and a few of my friends whom she knew too like Jeff, Juno and Andrew. Was pretty sad for Andrew where he just know Valerie a week and he just got bitten. All of us wwere bitten on our shoulders. Ouch, it hurts! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday in Poppy was also packed with loads of hot and chun chicks. =) wee... but i cant get to know them as i'm shy and not handsome =( and i don't suit them too. I'm just nobody. T.T really, i'm just nobody. how sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this sudden feeing of me right now which makes me feel kinda down. I don't know why but i just feel sad and down. Come to think of it, it ain't something really true or maybe i'm just thinking too much? or maybe i haven't had the feelings for years? not really years la? it's just maybe 1.5 years ago. Her birthday is coming soon, had a bad experience last year too. Was pretty sad about it but... it's some old memories which i don't really want to recall them. It hurts tho but who GIVES A FUCK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i want now is money + girls =) What? that's pretty normal for a guy man. Just the typical guy XD XD XD&lt;br /&gt;In this world, this reality world, everything is also about money. The most important is, it's not what you have like skill or etc. it's who you know. Eveyrthing in this world is also about networking and also money. That's why, it's pretty normal tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~LIFE~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-475841308894745785?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/475841308894745785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=475841308894745785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/475841308894745785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/475841308894745785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/06/time.html' title='TIME'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-8942529761406779118</id><published>2008-06-08T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T17:10:36.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A While</title><content type='html'>It’s really been a while since I last blog here. I barely could even remember that I own a blog site. Lol. I wanted to blog about the things that had happen but I just couldn’t go online at home as my internet connection here is really fucked up.  I wanted to ask someone to come over to get it fixed but I just couldn’t find the time as I’m working from morning till late evening. So, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I just manage to get my MacBook Pro today. Was really happy about it that I finally could get myself a new laptop which I had already wanted it for like so long? This fela cost me around RM6,999. Bloody expensive!!! But, I had to use this for my work and also that I needed to get a laptop before I go abroad to further my studies? So, thought of getting it early since I need to by it sooner or later. The saddest thing was, this MacBook Pro only comes in one color, which is the silver color. I really wanted to get a white one, but it’s only available for MacBook Air and MacBook. T.T sad sad sad… but this fela still looks cool tho. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was really a little bit pissed off with my boss. He had left to Cambodia for a half working trip and half vacation trip. Supposingly I was to get my Macbook Pro yesterday (Thursday) but he told me that he wanted to brief me about the on-going projects of which needed to be done and sent out for printing.  That’s why he asked me to go on Friday. Well, today he Skype thru my other colleague he was asking about this project. So happen I was out buying my laptop and my colleague told my boss that I’m still not back yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, once I’m back to the office, I check my mail, as usual to see what are the updates on my project. So happen my boss wrote me an email. He said&lt;br /&gt;“Hi Brian, it seems that you’re taking lots of leaves to do your personal things. It seems that you’re advantages about the freedom that I’m giving you. You’re that type of guy where if I don’t tell you in the face, you will not care. And please be considerate about the responsibility you’re doing for the company interest and also as an employee. It seems that I need to apply some rules on you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m like “WHAT THE FUCK MAN?” I did not take the leave on purpose just to do my personal stuff. I’ve already told him that I’m going to get my laptop this Friday and yet he’s the one who forgot about it. So, I replied his bloody fucking letter, telling him the truth and also to remind him that I did ask permission from him to get my laptop on Friday and he said ok.&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes later, he sms me saying “hi Brian, I just remembered that I’m the one who asked you to get your laptop this Friday. And also, please consider the things I’ve said in the mail earlier. Thanks” This is a totally “WHAT THE FUCK THING!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn’t even say sorry and you wrote an email saying that it’s my fault and even say I’m not doing my job well as an employee. No wonder all of the designer in the company left! You’re just a stupid fucked up boss. Learn how to say sorry la asshole! In this year 2008, 4 designers had already left the company including me (soon).  All 3 left the company is because of the bosses matter. This matter doesn’t apply to me as well, it also happens to my classmate, who is also my colleague. He had also experience the same issue and no apologies were made.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously damn fucked up and pissed off man! What a fucking loser and asshole you are!  BASTARD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-8942529761406779118?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/8942529761406779118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=8942529761406779118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8942529761406779118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8942529761406779118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been A While'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-8632729538789034707</id><published>2008-03-21T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T16:56:32.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bukit Tinggi</title><content type='html'>It seems that my blog has been left out for quite some time, i could see some dust on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , as you peeps heard of Bukit Tinngi, you'll eventually think of the French Village, the Japanese Village and the rabbit park rite? Well, to be honest, it's a bloody boring place and there's mothing much to do there. Even if u wana stay there for like 2-3days, it's not recommended to stay over there. This place is only suitable for people who really really needs 100%relaxation and away from the busy city life. Geeezzzzz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Bukit Tinggi with a few friends yesterday. We woke up at  around 4.30-5am in the morning as my friend wanted to take some sunrise pic at Bukit Tinggi. Well, we left his house at 6 in the morning and unfortunately we miss the sunrise. But, while we're on the car, we can still somehow look at the sun slowly rising and embracing its morning sunlight towards the sky. It's such a lovely color where you had a light blue color mixed with some bright reddish orange color. So, we reach at part where we need to go thru a ticket counter then only we can continue towards Bukit Tinggi. The bad news is, we have to wait for the ticket counter fela to arrive, which is at 9 and we're there at 8am. -_-" WTH? luckily it's only an hour away and the good thing is, we never came here early. If not, we got to wander around this hill side area. Danng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, first stop, the French Village. One, this is a small place. Two, there aren't much of entertainment over there. Three, the food there is so damn expensive. Four, at least the architecture of the building do have some Frech taste in it. If not, i'll be super turn off. It's a good thing i did took some nice shots over there. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, is the Japanese village. Ok, this place requires you to walk thru some mini forest or shud i say park in order to get into the japanese village. The worst thing is, it's so damn dirty and you could see loads of algae everywhere. Even the fish pond is muddy color and eww...! Damn! It's so not like a japanese village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dealing with that, we head towards the botanical garden. This one is super exhausted as you can walk around and look at trees n insects but, there aren't much trees to look at. It's just TREES!!! And as we need to get back up to where we came from, all of us are super exhausted. Does city people lack of stamina? i guess i'm one of em'. We take a rest at some local japanese restaurant and as we look thru the menu, a set of rice cost ard RM50. WTH? it's so damn expensive. So, all of us only order drinks and no food. We' re trying to save our money by eating cheaper stuffs out of Bukit Tinggi. Well, my friend spotted a leech on the chair. So that fela use a straw and force that thing into it and drown the fela into a cup of ice water. Amazingly it's still moving inside that cold water. So, my friends lil' brother, around standard 6. Use some chili oil and pour into the straw and it still survives. Wow!! i didnt know they could stand that chili oil. So, my turn. I decide to bend the straw and the bended part trap a part of its body, making it impossible to move around. So, i've got nothing to do and i'm a lil' bit bored, i use the edge of the cup and crush its body and see does it still survive? Well, i accidentaly rip it off and it's still moving!! the entire body is sitll moving? OMG!!! they say even if u split a leech into 2, they're still able to survive. Well, that leech is consider to be lucky enough to survive after that crush but it's trap inside that straw and it'll never get out of it couse my friend tied a knot onto it!  ahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the last stop was the rabbit farm. Well, the rabbits are cute and there was one particular rabbit which caught my attention. THis is a baby rabbit. While the other baby rabbits are sleeping including it's mum, this lil' fela still hops around here and there. It's so adorable when you look at how it hop around. Lol. Loads of family brought their children there and allow their kids to play with them. There was this small boy, around 3years old. He kicked the rabbit stomache!!! WTF??? o 3 yr old kid kicks a rabbit in the stomcahe? That's cruel. But anyway, his dad scolded him of his doing. Tsk tsk tsk... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes this some how a lilttle fun trip but 90% percent of the trip is boring. -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-8632729538789034707?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/8632729538789034707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=8632729538789034707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8632729538789034707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8632729538789034707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/03/bukit-tinggi.html' title='Bukit Tinggi'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-5687306512030254220</id><published>2008-02-23T18:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T18:41:52.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Well, i'm kinda busy this few days, wanted to blog but i just can't find the time to blog about it. Hahaha. Here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1) TVC Shooting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Well, i'm one of the extras in the TVC shooting for Celcom and the title for the tvc is call "Break Up" which i dont really know what the heck is going on. The shooting took place at the front gate of Pavillion. KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/R7_0kkaDd1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/_xw6EHXnlBk/s1600-h/DSC00995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/R7_0kkaDd1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/_xw6EHXnlBk/s320/DSC00995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170119806330042194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Well, i saw a few hot chicks and there is one who caught my attention, she has this big eye. Well, not really that big but she's cute. Seriously cute and she's not that tall, average height, maybe 165cm? Woo hoo! hahaha... Anyways, while we're doing the TVC shooting, there was this bunch of malay extras who's damn fucking noisy (No offense tothe other malays) but it's as if they came out of the jungle, can't speak a single human language. And they were just screaming here and there. Pfft... pity them. Enough about this native people. Hannah Tan was there!!! She's so fucking hot! Daayyyuuummmm!!! Sweet!!! I think every guys over there was mesmerize by her except Bryan n Pink. -_-" I duno la but i know Hannah Tan is always the hot chick, she's the bomb wey! Hahaha... after the shooting, i quickly went up to Hannah Tan and ask whether i could take a picture with her. She said yes and here it is. hehehe =) loads of people are queuing up to take a picture with her. Woo hoo! I got RM120 by just standing there and wave my hands up. The shooting for extras only took around 2-3 hours. How nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/R7_zsEaDdzI/AAAAAAAAADs/3aBu6JQ5oMc/s1600-h/DSC00996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/R7_zsEaDdzI/AAAAAAAAADs/3aBu6JQ5oMc/s320/DSC00996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170118835667433266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;                                                    Yes, Hannah Tan and me. Hehehe =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/R7_0PEaDd0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/KSnGG8XeHdE/s1600-h/DSC00998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/R7_0PEaDd0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/KSnGG8XeHdE/s320/DSC00998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170119436962854722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;                                                            Pink,  Bryan, me and Alvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;2) TOEFL result&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Yesterday while i was at the office surfing the net. I thought of checking my TOEFL result and see whether the results are out or not. Out of my expectation, my results were out and i scored a 79 over 120. Damn low. It's maybe because i was nervous during the examination and i was freezing inside that computer lab. Should have grab my jacket along with me. Sigh. But anyways, i had enough of scores for me to enter to the University in Detroit. Woo Hoo!!! i was so damn relief after knowing i pass the exam. I'm only a few steps away of going over to the states. =) Yay yay yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;3) Bamboo9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Yesterday night was my first time of going over to Bamboo9. The place is nice and loads of working class people hanging out there. Chicks wise, there were not to say many that night, but maybe around 10? i meant those pretty ones. Well, there was this girl which caught my attention, she's so hot and she look sweet. =) I kept looking at her cause i really can't take my eyes of her. Hahaha, i think she knows that i'm looking at her. She looked at me and i quickly look elsewhere. Aiks -_-". Anyway, one of her guy friend was dancing with her. So, forget bout it. Hahaha. Ok, one of my bro, was accused by one lady saying that he disturbed her. I was like -_-" What the fuck? I know my friend won't do so cause every time when we go to club he was just standing there dancing and drinking. Even there's pretty girls around him he also won't go over and pick them up or disturbed them. By the way, the lady even told one of her guy friends that my friend disturbed her. He went and tell my friend not to disturb her. My friend got so damn fucking pissed that he almost started a fight. Well, both me and my the other friend calm him down. By the way, sad to say that the lady is drunk, she's hugging every of her guy friends and all of her guy friends are touching her whole body. Tsk tsk tsk, sorry to say but she looks like a slut, or maybe even a whore to me! She's not pretty and she's an old hog! She's around her mid 30's. Aiks. For god's sake la, my friend won't even want to look at you la. I think she needs to look at the mirror and look at herself before accusing my friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-5687306512030254220?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/5687306512030254220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=5687306512030254220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/5687306512030254220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/5687306512030254220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/02/another-blog.html' title='Another blog'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/R7_0kkaDd1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/_xw6EHXnlBk/s72-c/DSC00995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-1634660644410813471</id><published>2008-02-13T16:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T17:21:40.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>Well, i have nothing to do in the office and i'm just so darn boring siting there. Actually i do have a work to do but it's so damn boring n yet confusing. By just looking at it makes me wana faint. Actually, i need to compile all the backup files into a cd. My boss wanted to organized everything so that it's easy for him to look for the files in the future. Well, the problem is. All the files are scattered everywhere and it's assign to a few other people to do. So, which is which i really don't know and which are the latest ones i also don't know. Sigh. Damn bloody confusing. SHIT!!! *scratching my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think i need to burn like erm... around 50-100 copies of dvd in order to backup all the files in the cd? GOSH... help me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i just love this song called "I Remember" from Keyshia Cole. A really soothing RnB music with meaningful lyrics. Have a listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MFf0fC91v7w&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MFf0fC91v7w&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-1634660644410813471?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/1634660644410813471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=1634660644410813471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1634660644410813471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1634660644410813471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/02/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-1666258977418222508</id><published>2008-01-28T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T02:18:45.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another misc blog</title><content type='html'>Well,  i've been neglecting my blog for ages. Long time no blog already. There were so many things that i wanted to blog about but my work kept making me stay late at the office and i often forget to blog when i wanted to blog. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last last friday i went to Miri just to take my TOEFL test. So, i reach Miri around 9.30 and checked in at a local hotel around 10. So, after that, i asked the receptionist are there any landmark or tourist place which i could go or have a look? She gave me a map and apparently there aren't much stuff to do at Miri. It's a fucking boring place to me. (NO OFFENSE TO PEOPLE LIVING IN MIRI) but i think i'm a city boy, raise in the city and i'm already used to the lifestlye in the city. So, if i were sent to Miri to stay for a week, i think i'll die of boredom over there. There's nothing to do over there! So, just went around and snap some pictures. They're still in my SD card, i still haven't get a chance to edit them, will edit them sometime around this week i hope? And the saddest thing was, the FUCKING place where i need to take my TOEFL gave me a called saying that i can't take the test due to some technical problem. So my test date was postpone. I'm like "WHAT THE FUCK wey?" i bought an air ticket, purposely went there to take my TOEFL test, stay there and make myself bored , waste my fucking time and money and energy. And my test is postpone! WHAT THE FUCK wey.. i was seriously damn fucking pissed off at that time. This is fucking ridiculous, there's no backup or whatsoever. Lousy piece of SHIT!. Think about it makes me pissed off right now! ARGH... i'll be taking that test next week in Shah Alam. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LUCKILY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Well, nothing really interesting happen to me lately. Oh yea, i'm a lil' tan due to the fact that i went Sunway Lagoon last sun with that babi hutan. Didn't really enjoyed myself over there as there's nothing new inside Sunway Lagoon. The only fun part was i get to throw that babi hutan into the pool and drowned that babi hutan in the pool. Ever seen a wild board(babi hutan) drowned in the pool? hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Well, i feel like going to club this week. It's been a while since i went to a club? I guess it was last week? hahaha... I don't think i could call myself a casual clubber anymore. I'm more like a usual clubber. DAMN... i can see my money flying off from my wallet. T_T *sob sob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Well, i went Pavilion to shop for my Chinese New Year clothes with my bud. I really wanted to get a few tees from Pull And Bear but apparently there aren't much tees but more on winter jackets or sweaters. So, was quite disappointed. So, decide to go to 1U to get them as the shop in 1U is bigger and has more variety over there. Their design is really vintage and i quite like them, very nice. =) But i still got myself a tee and a shirt from Giordano as they gave 50% for all the items in the shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Went home and my mum saw what i bought. I was scolded and warned by her not to wear that clothes during Chinese New Year as it's black. For chinese, wearing black during CNY kinda pantang la, so... -_-" gosh... damn! I still wana get a pair of jeans from Levi's. Damn nice wey that jeans but the price of it lagi nice. -_-" I wanted to get a few shirts from Esprit too but it's way too expensive as i need to buy some tees from Pull And Bear. -_-" ARGH.. I need more money!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I guess i'm going to bed now, my eyes are heavy. Brian here signing off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Cheers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-1666258977418222508?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/1666258977418222508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=1666258977418222508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1666258977418222508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1666258977418222508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-misc-blog.html' title='Another misc blog'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-7147637759215345638</id><published>2008-01-10T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T21:25:36.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Of Boredom</title><content type='html'>Sigh.. i'm kinda bored right now.. i don't even know what to blog over here... aiks &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'll be flying off to Miri next Fri to take my TOEFL and have a short break for myself. And one bloody shocking news is, my Uni class starts at September. Daayyyuummmm!!! I have to wait for another 7-8 months then only i can go over there. I just wanted to take my degree and that's it. I'm done with my studies... Will spend 2years over there and as i've said earlier before. Hopefully i could get a job once i've graduate over there. If i can't get a job in US, will maybe try in Europe countries such as Swizz, Italy, France, UK, Germany, etc. or maybe Australia as long as it's not in Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year's coming and the time for me to gain weight is once again not far from me. No, must resist those fattening food! I can't afford to gain anymore weight. Must burn off those excessive fats and have myselfa nice 6pax maybe? =P hahaha... just want to make myself fit, don't want to ahve those tummy or beer belly!!! Will join some fitness center soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think what i wanted to write... till here then. Adios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-7147637759215345638?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/7147637759215345638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=7147637759215345638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7147637759215345638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7147637759215345638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/01/out-of-boredom.html' title='Out Of Boredom'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-605288729936886713</id><published>2008-01-01T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T16:33:40.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new year, which means a new start for me. Basically 2007 was n wasn't a good year for me. The good part is i get to meet new people and did new things and graduated from The One Academy. The sad part is i broke up again. Sigh.. felt like as if i was being played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;God Damn It!!!! FUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my new year resolution is....&lt;br /&gt;1) Get the hell out of Malaysia, hopefully i'm able to further my studies in the States&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Pass my TOEFL test which will be in a few more weeks time, pass the interview in the US Embassy and also the accpetance from the University which i will be furthering my studies at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Go lose some weight and do some work out. Been gaining some weights lately. Wanted to build some muscles, make myself look more confident and bulk and big size? And to stay healthy as well...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Wanted to join the competition of "I Want to Be Model".  If not, then maybe do some photoshoots for some TVC or maybe some print ads or anything to do with printed things la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Make myself more matured in terms of action and thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Earn more money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Start some small business, either partnering with friends or SOHO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Get a new girl friend? Well, i think that's impossible for me... I'm not really that attractive tho, so i'm just crapping. Ignore this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Be a real player, fuck loyal. I've always being loyal to love for the past years and even the last relationship at 2007, but look at what being loyal did to me? It doesn't pay off you know? One, i don't lie to the person i love unless it's in an difficult or hardness situation. Two, i don't flirt around with any other girls in clubs when i have a girl friend. Three, i try to do all sort of things to make the person i love happy but it's still useless. So, why do i have to suffer all these things when i've been loyal to the person i love? So, now i just wanted to flirt around with girls and not going to start any other relationship with any other girls unless i've found the right person whom i could really put effort and make this relationship a possible thing.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; effort and make this relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hopefully everything goes on smoothly this year and may all my dreams come true in this year, wish me luck. Even tho i know no ones going to bother reading my fucking blog. Just typing out what i'm feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-605288729936886713?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/605288729936886713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=605288729936886713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/605288729936886713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/605288729936886713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-8488137979506681401</id><published>2007-12-28T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T11:01:00.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies...they're just lies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Well, i just went to Maison again yesterday night. Yes, there again. Well, it was freaking empty at around 11pm-12am but then luckily the crowd started to come in at around 12-1am? Loads of chun chicks at the podium once again. One of my friend whom i just me yesterday asked me to accompany him to the podium and so i did. Well, i started to dance and i saw a few nice sweet chicks on the podium. Thought of giving myself a gut to go and ask her to dance with be but unfortunately i wasn't brave enough to do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pffffftttt... such a loser. Well, i notice this girl where she looks cute too and she was standing next to my friend. I ask my friend to go over and dance with her but that stupid fela doesn't want. He said he wanted to dance with the girl on the podium. -_-" What a waste! I wanted to dance with her but since she's dancing there and my friend was just next to her, i just gave my friend a chance to do so. How would i know that he refuse to dance with her? Aiks....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Well, i saw loads of chinese and english ed chicks on the podium and apparently these english ed chicks just wouldn't go for a pure chinese guy unless you do look like a banana, or maybe caucasian, or a malay, indian, mix, etc and not pure chinese. I saw a few cute and sweet girls up on the podium but they just won't want to look at you. How sad. Pffffftttt.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Well, sweat alot yesterday night and then as i went back to my seat. I bumped into my ex. I can't imagine i could bump into here yesterday night and she was sitting right next to me. Well,  i wasn't happy yesterday night after bumping into here and also some other problems. Apparently last time we broke up is due to one of the reason that she said &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;she wanted to focused on her career and also her studies. That's why she sacrifices her love&lt;/span&gt;. This is what she told me. And last time i accidentally deleted a picture of us where i kiss her on her cheeks and vice-versa. So, a week before her birthday i told her whether i could take back the same picture as i just want to keep it as a memory and she said &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"No! We're friends now and friends couldn't do the these things anymore."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So, yesterday this guy kissed her on her cheeks and when it's time to leave the club, that guy was holding here hands walking out together. Could friends do so? So, i went up and talked to her and she told me that they were just friends. I told her that i saw you holding his hands and he even kissed you. So, i ask her back could i kiss you then? Her reaction was a shock that i said these things and she even asked me "Are you drunk?" &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HELL NO!!! I'm not drunk and i'm sober k!!!&lt;/span&gt; If he was just your "normal" friend, why would allow him to hold your hands while leaving the club and kissed you on the cheeks too?  Now ain't that funny? Last time I ask her whether i could i take back the same picture and she said NO,  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"because friends can't do so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And now you allow him to do such things on you? Pfffftttt.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What a big fucking lie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's not that you can't have another new boyfriend after me but it's just that i can't accept the fact that you lied to me, using such lousy reasons to break up with me. What career what shit la, yada yada yada... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FUCK IT LA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's all lies!!! There are some lies which she told me and i went and ask her best friend and apparently the story is different. I won't mention what lies she came out with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I regretted of me going after you and seriously, i made a wrong move. I should not have done so on Valentine's day!!! I'm really a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;dumbfuck!&lt;/span&gt; Damn it! Being loyal isn't good at all to me right now cause i've been very loyal to both my ex-es (including her) and look what being loyal got me into? Now, i just want to be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;playboy, a playa!!! &lt;/span&gt;FUCK LOYAL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Will call her later just to settle this stuff or should i say all the things she used to say to me. Let's hear some explanation and i won't easily put my trust on you anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-8488137979506681401?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/8488137979506681401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=8488137979506681401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8488137979506681401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8488137979506681401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/12/liestheyre-just-lies.html' title='Lies...they&apos;re just lies!'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-955912729594486950</id><published>2007-12-16T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T23:47:39.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleeding</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was browsing thru my backup folder just now and I realize that I forgot to backup one of the folder where inside contains lots of music and I now can’t even remember what music were inside that folder. FUCK man, I was fucking sad man, damn! It’s like part of me was ripped away. I love music so much that I can’t fucking miss a song. Furthermore, some of the songs inside that folder took me quite some time to search for them. The saddest part was I browse thru each and every folder in my HD and I just left out that bloody folder. Last time I did backup that folder but then this time I really forget to do so to this folder. T_T ARGH….!!! How fucking careless I am!!! Sigh… sad sad sad…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;“MUSIC IS LIFE”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And oh… Christmas is just around the corner. I wonder do I have any plans for Christmas eve? Sigh, feel like celebrating Christmas eve and new year eve with someone special this year but it seems everything isn’t going the way I wanted to. So, what the heck! Anyway, I will go and party hard with my crazy friends. Hahaha…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Woah, another year has almost gone by by just another 2weeks plus and there we welcome the new year. Hopefully everything goes on smoothly next year and please let me get the hell out of &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; by March. I just can’t wait to get my arse off here and start a new life abroad. I really hope I could rush for the March intake. If not I have to wait till June then only I could go over there. Argh. Someone please pray for me so I can go overseas to further my studies and if possible, get a job there and won’t come back for the next 5-10 years. All I need to do now is to pass my TOEFL and wee… here I come , US!!! It’s so sad that I need to wait for like almost half a year then only I could go abroad. I seriously just can’t wait. Daaayyyyummmm!!! Hahaha…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-955912729594486950?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/955912729594486950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=955912729594486950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/955912729594486950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/955912729594486950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/12/bleeding.html' title='Bleeding'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-4726906092959226926</id><published>2007-12-08T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T23:24:03.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired...</title><content type='html'>Well, i just got home from PC fair, been working from yesterday and also today. Yesterday there aren't much people as today but today has been really a heck day. Seriously. Been working from morning till night, non stop. Well, luckily i ate my breakfast before going to work because i know i will not have the time to take my lunch today since today is a Saturday and there will be loads of people flocking into PC Fair to get the stuff they wanted to. Well, i work and work and work until i dun even have the time to take my lunch. And guess what, when i finally get the time to go and have my lunch and i thought i was around 3pm+ but as i look at my watch, it's 5.30pm! i'm like "What the fuck??? It's 5.30pm? Well, thank you and there goes my lunch and welcome mr. dinner!" -_-" And yesterday i had gastric due to having lunch late at 3+ without taking my breakfast. Damn man! Aih,  I'm freaking tired rite now and yesterday i had a stupid dream and that dream was so insane or should i say packed, full of stuffs inside my dream. I kept dreaming about the number series of the printer models for Canon and also the price of it, their specs, their function, yada yada yada and the list goes on... =S sick wey that dream...!&lt;br /&gt;INSANE!!! IT'S TOTALY INSANE... i hope i won't dream of it later tonight. &gt;.&lt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-4726906092959226926?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/4726906092959226926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=4726906092959226926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/4726906092959226926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/4726906092959226926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/12/tired.html' title='Tired...'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-2005108738648696891</id><published>2007-12-01T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T13:15:44.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking Unlucky Saturday</title><content type='html'>Supposingly i should be doinf TOEFL test rite now but i'm not! That is because my name registered in the TOEFL site and my passport is different. The only different thing in the TOEFL site is i had my house/christian name Brian on it where as my passport doesn't have! FUCK!!! But i had an INTERNATIONAL STUDENT ID with my name Brian on it, my signature and also a photograph of me but they still refuse to let me take the damn test because my passport is my primary identification where as my Student ID is secondary. Note: I said "INTERNATIONAL" which means anywhere in this bloody world the card is able to recognize in this bloody planet and yet that test centre still don't allow me to take the test. FUCK man! i seriously need to take this bloody test A.S.A.P. if not i wont be able to enter the march Intake. Furthermore, there aren't any test date in Subang or KL from 7.12.07 till 24.02.08. This means that i can't enter the March intake. The only test centre left for me to take the test is IN Penang!!! it's Penang!!! That is the only place where i could take my bloody test! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK... i'll be just cursing for the whole damn FUCKING DAY!!! ARGH!!!! im so so fucking pissed right now, can't sit for exam, can't go US on MARCH!!! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-2005108738648696891?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/2005108738648696891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=2005108738648696891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/2005108738648696891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/2005108738648696891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/12/fucking-unlucky-saturday.html' title='Fucking Unlucky Saturday'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-3375038632453184986</id><published>2007-11-28T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T16:48:25.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak English &amp; Tooth Fairy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, it seems my previous post bout water has gone, i remember i type all the contents bout the post and click on the button [PUBLISH POST] but somehow it seems that this computer doesn't understand the command where i could only see the title of my post and the contents of it is GONE!!! WTH? Anyway, i'm kinda lazy to blog bout that post again. Sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, what a tough day it was yesterday. Went all the way to KL to do a mock-up TOEFl test and guest what, my english sucks and my understanding of it isn't good at all. DAMN!!! Oh My God, how am i suppose to past that bloody test when my english is just so bad? i havent been writting an essay or a report for the past few years. The last time i remembered of writing an essay was the time when i was in Canadian Pre-U at Taylor's. The only thing i do is BLOG. Blog blog blog... well, i don't think it helps much in my english when it comes to blogging? Gosh, lots of english words which i don't understand in the passage when i'm reading the reading section. Aiks! Oh God, please let me pass this test so i can get my ass off Malaysia and to the States. I seriously don't want to get stuck here and how i wish i could get a job in the States after i've graduate from there. Cross my fingers and pray. While i was doing my test, my stupid Dumbfuck friend, Juno laugh at one of the pictures. Adn guess what? He's laughing at a "Black". I'm like? "What's so funny bout a nigga?" Juno's such a weirdo. No doubt he is!!! Hahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;OK, enough bout the english thingy. Juno was asked out by his long time crush, Ms. S. So, i've told Juno how she looks like because i've seen her around in MV when i went for a movie with my bunch of crazy and noiosy peeps. He doesn't believe of what i said 'cause he believes that she's hot! Hot as in not those "Hot type like Jessica Alba" but instead, it those really "Hype" and "Super Streetwear" kinda hot. -_-" Sweat... Anyway, she's really really skinny, i could easily break her bones, and her eyes, kinda blue, due to colored contact lens i guess? She not too tall, below my chin? hahaha... No, i'm not saying i'm tall but i'm just describing how tall she is. Ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;She's fair tho, but the aligning of her teeth was a lil' out. Maybe she needs to get some bracelets? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Speaking of teeths, i just realized i had lots of wisdom tooth and these buggers are giving problems, sigh. And currently i just realize that i had the forth one coming out of my gum. This means that i had to go to the dentist to remove them. If not, i'm going to have some tootache problems or maybe sorethoart due to infection of the gum and my gum will hurt. &gt;.&lt;" ARGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I still remember when i was a kid. I had this extra tooth, it's like more of those Sabertooth or elephant's tusk, well not really a tusk, more like a sabertooth's teeth, Curved out and sharp? &gt;.&lt;" i told my mum i had this teeth above my tounge, up on the gum of my mouth. Heck, i could still remember how bad it was when i remove that damn tooth. So my mum brought me to this dentist in KL, next to Metrojaya, near puduraya. Gosh, it was a nightmare for a 6 year old brat. Imagine, 4 nurses, my mum and a dental had to calm me down as i struggle to free myself as that time i think going to the dentist was a nightmare. Imagine, 2 nurse pressing your legs, 1 nurse pressing your body, 1 nurse holding my arms, 1 pressing my head and my mum standing there to keep me company while the dentist injecting something to keep my gums numb and then pulled that teeth out. Hell that was one of a nightmare wey. I could still remember it clearly. Ok, after jobs done. Dad took me to metrojaya and he got me a toy because the said if i remove that teeth, i could get a toy. How happy i was then when i got the toy after my dental surgery. Hehehehe... XD XD XD But the worst thing is, i still had to take some bitter medicine to keep the wound from infection and heck that damn tablet was so bitter that i remember when i swallowed it and puke it out again. EE...!!!!! NIGHTMARE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-3375038632453184986?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/3375038632453184986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=3375038632453184986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/3375038632453184986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/3375038632453184986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/11/speak-english-tooth-fairy.html' title='Speak English &amp; Tooth Fairy'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-6068485042450349437</id><published>2007-11-22T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T20:28:30.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Water?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-6068485042450349437?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/6068485042450349437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=6068485042450349437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/6068485042450349437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/6068485042450349437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/11/water.html' title='Water?'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-6873418873125834552</id><published>2007-11-03T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T10:38:38.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dark and light</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When night falls&lt;br /&gt;The moon and stars started to shine&lt;br /&gt;Out from the little boy’s room&lt;br /&gt;He sat by the window side&lt;br /&gt;Glazed at the moon and stars&lt;br /&gt;And wonders what life is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on that night, is was cloudy&lt;br /&gt;The dark gloomy clouds had consumed moon and stars&lt;br /&gt;Leaving pieces of dark gloomy clouds on the sky&lt;br /&gt;The little boy was sad&lt;br /&gt;He thought that the moon and stars could accompany him&lt;br /&gt;But no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he’s sitting all alone on the rooftop&lt;br /&gt;Soon, tears starts falling from the sky&lt;br /&gt;The little boy looked up towards the sky&lt;br /&gt;And ask God why&lt;br /&gt;Then, tears start falling down from his eyes&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so unfair, he ask&lt;br /&gt;Soon, anger and hatred begin to take over his heart&lt;br /&gt;He screamed his entire lungs out&lt;br /&gt;But no one hears his scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments later, the dark gloomy clouds started to fade away&lt;br /&gt;The ray of lights from the moon shines on him&lt;br /&gt;Resolving the hatred and anger inside of him&lt;br /&gt;The little boy begins to smile&lt;br /&gt;His smiles became even brighter, so does the moon and stars&lt;br /&gt;He then wiped of the tears on his face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, the stars reappeared and forms a shape&lt;br /&gt;A shape of a heart&lt;br /&gt;He knew that the starts will always accompany him when he’s sad&lt;br /&gt;The little boy stood up once again&lt;br /&gt;Knowing his life is full of challenges&lt;br /&gt;And these challenges awaits him&lt;br /&gt;Confidence, passions and fire burns inside his soul&lt;br /&gt;Knowing one day he’ll succeed&lt;br /&gt;The little boy knew he’s prepared to face them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-6873418873125834552?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/6873418873125834552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=6873418873125834552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/6873418873125834552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/6873418873125834552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/11/dark-and-light.html' title='dark and light'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-5825576979379287138</id><published>2007-11-01T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T10:17:46.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recharge Revelation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;OK! Recharge Revelation Global Gathering Malaysia was last saturday and now i'm only blogging bout it...-_-" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyway, me and a few other friends went for the Rave and they're Bryan (yes, another Bryan), Pink, Abby, Me, Yoong Sing and Jeff. All 5 of us decide to go there a day before the Rave cuz we wana ate those mouth watering foods in Malacca. =P It's really nice! So, i purposely take leave on Saturday just to go for the Rave. This shows how important the Rave is to me! hahahaha...=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well, YS, Jeff and me took a night bus to Malacca and reach there at around 11pm and our friend, Abby picked us up at the bus stop. It's been quiet some time i didn't go to Malacca. I think my last trip to Malacca was like around 3-5 years ago? I can see there's been lots of changes in Malacca. =S While we're on our wway to Malacca, there's some minor jam happened along the highway and we could see to fire trucks passing by. So we thought there might be some fire occured along the highway. When we pass by, we saw that there's a car which is already burnt, i wonder how it could caught fire? Just like the incident while i was on my way to work. Just right at the junction entering Kota Kemuning, a lorry was also burnt, all the goods were burnt too, maybe there might be some explosion occured during midnight? =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyway, on Friday nite, we arrived at Malacca and straight away checked in at Mahkota Hotel and then after that, we take a shower and YS and Jeff wanted to go club. So, Bryan took us to some local club in Malacca since he's a Malacca dude. But before that, we went to a shop to fill up our empty stomache with some duck noodles and some fried stuffs. It was super delicious...! XD XD XD... After we've done with our meal, we straight away head for Sunshine Club cause Bryan's friend had opened a bottle of Black Label there, so we decided to go over there. The environment was cool, facing the beach but as for chicks, there aren't much. Sad! There goes one day...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;On Saturday morning, everyone was preparing themselves and packing their stuffs since we're checking out at around 12+ and then head towards A' Famosa.  I was at the hall, doing nothing, so decided to take some photos and i took my Abby's Dai Soh, a teddy bear and make him sit down there, looking depressed and smoking a fag. Pictures will be uploaded in my next blog since i'm blogging at my office right now. =P Forget bout that bear thingy, all of us are damn hugry so we decided to take our branch at Jonker Street and ate the famous chicken ball rice. It's super delicious as well, damn nice!!! Feel like eating it again right now... XD XD XD After our branch, we straight away head to A'Famosa and checked in at a local apartment inside of A'Famosa. I went pay a visit to my friend since she's working as a promoter selling fags there. after paying my friend a visit, head back to my unit and take some rest cause all of us are tired and we didn't get enuff of sleep the day before Saturday. After some rest, we decided to take our dinner in A'Famosa itself. There aren't many things to eat within A'Famosa and the things inside there are way to fucking expensive. Imagine, a fried rice with a chicken cost RM15. WTH? So, we decide to take burger and hotdogs since it's cheap. We assume that the burger and hotdogs were cheap but NO!!! It cost RM5 for a burger and hotdog. Ok, since it's RM5 and we couldn't ask for more since our tummy are grumbling, so We decided to buy them to fill up our stomache. The worst thing is, the taste sucks and the bloody burger is damn cold and dry! FUCK WEY... One thing whcih really caught my attention is the sunset in A'Famosa. It's really breath-taking, i really hope i could hug my gf and watch the sunsent together with her but, i'm single and i don't have any target right now for me to go after. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ok, after that stupid lousy dinner, all of us get dressed up and head towards the Rave. Well, all of us are damn excited bout the party cause it's held 1st time in Asia. Before we could reach the Rave area, music are been played loud and it's superb! Can't wait to get in. Once we enter the Rave, the only damn thing which turns me down was the floor. It wasn't on a pavement or a solid ground but on a wet, muddy, filthy, stinky ground. Imagine, the music was fucking awesome and the major turn off was the floor. DAMN!!! Eww.. seriously, lots of ppl or should i say, majority of the people were complaining bout the floor, if it's on a grass i don't really mind but it's on a mud, damn filthy la... and it smells like cow dung too! GODDAMMIT!!! the areas that we went were Trance, House, RnB and Rock. The music from Ministry Of Sound are always the best. No music could bit the quality produced by M.O.S!  SWWWWEEEEEETTTTT!!!!! No to mention bout the chicks at the rave, FUCKING HOT and CHUN!!! hahaha...=P Went there and look for my friend and she introduced one of her colleagues and i met a girl which i did modeling shoots together with her when i was in klang with few other friends of mine. Couldn't really recognize her till she told me who she was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;After the party, which we decided to left early cause all of my friends are really hungry due to the lousy dinner we had earlier on and also wanted to have a couple of drinks back in the apartment and get complete drunk! The worst part is, we don't have enough of liquor to make everyone of us drunk due to one of my stupid friend who keep on insisting that a bottle of chivas could make all of us drunk!! =.= Again, we went back to the same stupid stall which sold us the burger. This time we bought the hotdog and it taste way better than the burger. Although the hotdog sucks as well but at least it's better than the burger. Bryan bought the fried rice with chicken and it cost RM15. The worst thing is they onli give you to piece of chicken. WTF? Shit wey, regretted of never bring along our instant noodles. Ok, that night was fun altough with the stinky filthy muddy ground, but the music was AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;On sunday, all of us we're completely exhausted. Woke up at around 11.30am and had to check out cause if we don't check out by noon, a 30% of surcharge will be added in...-_-" All of us rushed to get ourselves prepared and packed our stuffs. Luckily i've cleaned my shoes on saturday night. If not, i'll defintely be late. Ok, so we headed back to Malacca to have our lunch. We went to a Taiwan beef noodle and deep fried pork noodle restaurant to have our lunch. All of my friends took the deep fried pork noodles except for me n Jeff cause we wanted to try both noodles as i know that the beef noodles and the deep fried pork noodles are delicious. After our lucnh, we headed back to Jonker street to consume or Cendol ice. That shops is very famous for it's desserts and main course as well. I wanted to take their curry noodle, laksa, rendang chicken rice but too bad i'm really full and i can't stuff any food inside if i take the cendol and the laksa together. ARGH... all the mouth watering food offered in the restaurant, felt like eating all of them but.... T_T AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;After our lunch, we then drove back to KL... and that's the end of our trip to Malacca... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-5825576979379287138?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/5825576979379287138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=5825576979379287138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/5825576979379287138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/5825576979379287138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/11/recharge-revelation.html' title='Recharge Revelation'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-9059150557002583759</id><published>2007-10-26T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T11:58:36.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rave!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well, am going for the Recharge Revelation which will be held tomorrow at A’Famosa, Melacca. This is the ever, for the first time I’ve ever go to such a Rave par-téa. =P It’s definitely gonna be a bomb wey. Picture this, International DJ’s, getting up on stage and putting the best sounds for the crowds and gets them dance to every music they play, how AWESOME could that be? I’ll definitely be in the House and RnB section. The Shapeshifters and Layo! &amp;amp; Bushwacka is there as well…. Their musics are mostly House , from soft to hard House, and they’re good! XD XD XD… SWWEETTTTTTTT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan to skip my bloody work on Saturday because my friends wanted to go to Melacca a day before the rave. So, I’ve decided to take leave on Saturday and will be leaving from KL tonight. Me and two other friends will be catching a night bus to Melacca and meet up my other girl friends who will be in Melacca as they drove from Johore to Melacca.&lt;br /&gt;Will be bringing a 1 L bottle of Chivas up there and my other friend will bring 2 bottles of red wine all of us plan to get drunk that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET’S GET HIGH ON MUSIC AND ALCOHOL… but NO DRUGS INVOVLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;100% Pure MUSIC and ALCOHOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t wait for the rave yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I’ve plan to quit my stupid boring job and as I realize that I can’t learn anything from the company and it’s not an ad agency nor a design house. It’s just some stupid MLM company. The purpose of me taking up the job is because I don’t want to turn down the offer offered by my lecturer as he’s the design consultancy for my company. So, I’m afraid the company will give my lecturer some bad impression, therefore I took up the job and another reason is I thought that I could remain working until I leave Malaysia but I can’t. I’m really not learning any design stuff here and I don’t know whether I’m doing the right design or not. Furthermore, no one to guide on the designs as well. Sigh. Although the colleagues here are very friendly and nice to work with, but I’m sorry to say that I still have to leave the company to learn something that is related to my line. And oh! I hate wearing formal to work and go to work on Saturday. I’ve already hand in my resignation letter and hopefully my boss would allow me to leave by the date I stated, which is 19 of November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-9059150557002583759?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/9059150557002583759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=9059150557002583759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/9059150557002583759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/9059150557002583759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/10/rave.html' title='Rave!!!'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-6169751595416367866</id><published>2007-10-18T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T22:26:48.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Craps!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, i haven't blog for ages... i think my last post was about the moon. Well, i know i've been goin to club frequently, maybe twice a week and i realize that my wallet is fuckign empty!!! shit... T_T&lt;br /&gt;The other day i was caught red handed by the cops for drink and drive. The night itself was my birthday, so since that day itself was Maison's ladies nite, me and a couple of friends went there to enjoy. Had to pay RM100 in order free myself from entering the police station. If my parents knew i went to club, i'm dead duck and i think i'll be grounded from going out to drink at night. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was supposingly to go Maison again but both my other two friends went to Singapore and they're goin to Ministry Of Sound to club!! Damn jealous wey.... i also wana go but i'm stuck with my work. I love the musics from MOS... damn nice!!! Anyway, the rave's next week and i can't wait for it... YAY!!!! There will be lots of chicks and that night we plan to make everyone drunk! =P&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i wana take leave on sat cause we'll be leaving on friday nite. So, yea...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on Maison that night, was dancing to the music. And my friends suddenly pulled my over and intro this girl to me. All of my friends ask me to dance with her. I suddenly feel like running away cause i was so shy i don't think i blushed. Even tho i blushed they still cant see it cause it's dark! hahaha...! Well, she's friendly and cute. =) Anyway... can't really say much bout her cause i don't really know her. Ahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have nothing much to blog here cause noting interesting happened to me lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-6169751595416367866?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/6169751595416367866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=6169751595416367866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/6169751595416367866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/6169751595416367866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/10/craps.html' title='Craps!!!'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-5183491390677071880</id><published>2007-09-30T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T21:23:32.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Well, few days ago was mooncake festival and at that time the moon is 100% big, round and bright. So, i tought of going out at night to snap a few pics of the moon. Unfortunately, the sky is filled with clouds and i can't even see a single brightness from the moon. Sigh. So, i tought of going down to KL and thought that maybe that area, the moon is visivle and i could snap a pic of it. However, in my way to KL, it was raining heavily. So, there goes my moon. -_-" So. i only manage to snap a few pics without the moon. -_-" sad eh?&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/Rv-hLYR-dBI/AAAAAAAAADM/rF4FhuCmqLM/s1600-h/IMG_8059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/Rv-hLYR-dBI/AAAAAAAAADM/rF4FhuCmqLM/s320/IMG_8059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115984918584652818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;The next day, my mum told me that the moon, sun and earth will be on the same line in the planet system. So, i'm pretty sure the moon should be big, round and bright. Well, at 7+, after my work, i went over to my friend's place and at that time the moon is big, round and yellowish. So, i quickly grab my cam and went out and snap a few pics of the moon. =) im quite happy with it... hahaha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/Rv-geoR-c_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/divM7Y5Zk4w/s1600-h/IMG_8209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/Rv-geoR-c_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/divM7Y5Zk4w/s320/IMG_8209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115984149785506802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/Rv-g4IR-dAI/AAAAAAAAADE/WdFmdGsaTRk/s1600-h/IMG_8195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/Rv-g4IR-dAI/AAAAAAAAADE/WdFmdGsaTRk/s320/IMG_8195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115984587872171010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;So, after my dinner with my friend at asia cafe, went back home to snap some more pic of the moon but too bad, it isn't very nice. But one thing is nice about the things surrounding the moon is the clouds. Apparently the clouds is surrounding the moon in a curvy lines and next to the clouds there aren't any thing... It's hard for me to explain here, why not have a look on the pic instead? =p lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/Rv-itIR-dCI/AAAAAAAAADU/h2FRjUBHa8s/s1600-h/IMG_8238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/Rv-itIR-dCI/AAAAAAAAADU/h2FRjUBHa8s/s320/IMG_8238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115986597916865570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-5183491390677071880?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/5183491390677071880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=5183491390677071880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/5183491390677071880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/5183491390677071880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/09/moon.html' title='the Moon'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/Rv-hLYR-dBI/AAAAAAAAADM/rF4FhuCmqLM/s72-c/IMG_8059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-1486598329226285389</id><published>2007-09-22T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T09:46:21.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Well... i had nothing much to do at the office right now and it's satruday morning and yet i'm stuck in the office nothing to do. How sad could that be? Had to work on a Saturday! Furthermore, i kinda regret working at this company because it's not a design house nor an advertising agency!  At first i thought of like maybe it's still designing stuff for them but somehow when i simply do a simple design and they'll tell you that it looks nice. -_-" sad wey... furthermore, they ask you to design a booklet, not using a Indesign to do so, but instead, you're using MICROSOFT WORD to do it! sick wey... shit man... i bet, 5 months later i know that my art sense and design skill will for sure go down and i think i need to buy some design books and do my own experimental design in order to retain my design standard and increase it! You won't want to know what kind of design i'm doing right here. When you know what design i'm doing, you'll be pretty sad. Sigh... Oh yea, they're using pirated software to do the design, will get the original software soon... -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Yesterday, i went to the back to open my new account so that my monthly salary will be banked into that account. But yesterday i went to collect some stuff and i had to show my boss the final artwork. So, i place my bank book into an envelope and went back to the office. The worst thing is, i don't know where i place that envelope right now and furthermore, i had my signature signed in a paper cause it's been a while i didn't do any signing. So, just practising it. Shit! Careless me! SHIT... ARGH...!!! I'm thinking right now, did i drop that envelope while i was on my way back to the office or i misplaced that envelope somewhere else at the office. My colleagues told me they've search the office and yet they coudn't find the envelope. So, i think i've drop the envelope while i was on my way home. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;GODAMMIT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-1486598329226285389?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/1486598329226285389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=1486598329226285389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1486598329226285389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1486598329226285389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/09/sigh.html' title='Sigh...'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-3697629967479105617</id><published>2007-09-14T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T15:36:30.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams Again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sigh.. i think i had a few weird dream yesterday night. Well, the first dream was rather stupid and it somehow pisses me off . I'm not gonna mention what i've dreamt off. It has already past and i still hate ****.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, next story. I've dreamt of me driving my mum to my work place. And i asked my mum how to go to Shah Alam as i've use thw wrong road but that road is still able to go to Shah Alam. The point is that i'm not familiar with the road. So, my mum was asking me where my company. I told her it was at the place where last time we went there to get some stuff. So, we went there and i thought i was late. Then as i look at my watch, it's already 5.30pm and i saw the date and it was on the 17. I was like -_-" wtf? I thought of driving there to see for myself how long does it takes for me to reach the office from my house and today is the actual day i'm supposed to start my work and yet i'm late and i never appear in the first day of my work. I'm in deep shit wey, i never appear in the first day of my job. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when i woke up, it was only a dream. A really really ridiculous dream. I can even be blur in my dreams. Aiseh... I hope nothing goes wrong on the first day of my work which is next monday. Cross my finger and hope everything goes smoothly. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i went to loft yesterday AGAIN and i've spent almost RM110 on that bloody night itself. But what can i do? my friend's leaving on this coming saturday. So, yesterday was someting like a farewell party for him. All i know is any of our friend who's going back to anothe country to study, we'll definitely throw him a farewell party. There goes my money. Luckily i'm getting my salary end of this month as i'm working, still can cover my this month's expenses. T_T But yesterday night, i was sprung by this beautiful Caucasian chick as she enters from the door. She somehow looks like a model as she has that model look and also the body and height. Maybe she's a model? Hahaha... I ask my girl and guy friends to see that chick and all of them said she's pretty. But i somehow know that these Caucasian chicks will defintely not go for Chinese unless you're a chinese who's brought up in the western country and you speak like one too. Then they'll only go for you. Otherwise, dream on dude! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-3697629967479105617?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/3697629967479105617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=3697629967479105617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/3697629967479105617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/3697629967479105617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/09/dreams-again.html' title='Dreams Again?'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-1916882518845945130</id><published>2007-09-10T16:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T16:38:28.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't She Lovely</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I guess i've fell in love with this song. This song is just so nice and i just can't stop listening to it over and voer again. The song is called Isn't She Lovely by Stevie Wonder. It's a great hit back in 1976. Thanks to my coll mate Wan. If he never play this song from his PSP while we're setting up the exhibition in my college, i would definitely not going to hear such a lovely song. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C_VCdR8H-2Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C_VCdR8H-2Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stevie Wonder Live in Madrid 1995&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UbtRq5nDiHw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UbtRq5nDiHw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown fella singing the cover for this song, very soft and nicely execute (acoustic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-1916882518845945130?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/1916882518845945130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=1916882518845945130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1916882518845945130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1916882518845945130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/09/isnt-she-lovely.html' title='Isn&apos;t She Lovely'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-4722441478636589034</id><published>2007-09-10T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T16:38:01.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roaches</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, i went for a drink with a couple of friends at a mamak stall in Cheras. Won't mention the name of the mamak. Well, basically this mamak has been around in Cheras for about 10years or more? According to my friends who stays in Cheras, from a small mamak stall at an alley to a huge mamak with now a shop lot and mini lamp post to make the area brighter. Well, one thing which i don't really like about that mamak is that the environment isn't really that dirty but somehow you'll see lots of rats, big fat rats running around at the drain and even roaches too. Lots of roaches. Well, you don't often see the roaches running and flying around but yesterday was quite weird as there were lots of roaches, well maybe not that much la, around 5-8 running around? And these roaches even fly around too. There were six of us at the mamak session. And so, both of my friends, A &amp; B were sitting quite close to the drain and when they see the roaches crawling around there, both of these fella got shock and B even went to my friend's back for cover. -_-" And all of us are laughing at them for being scared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, the worst thing is, when one of the other roaches flew, it scared the shit out of them and another 2 of our friends, C &amp;amp; D went off, they didn't want to stay there longer as they're afraid that the roaches might fly towards them. But C kept scaring A &amp; B that there's raoches behind them on the ground and another one flying behind them. But C is also afraid at those roaches. Well, one did crawl below our table and A,B, C &amp;amp; D were so damn scared that they jump off from their seat. Me &amp; E were laughing at them. So, that cockroach was below the table and it's just below my feet. I just step onto it, well, not really that hard. I thought that that roach might be pancake when i step on it but the funny thing is it isn't squashed, it just died there. I didn't know how it died but A, B, C and D asked me to kicked of that dead roaches. -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One thing i hate bout these roaches is they stink! Stink like f*ck! Ew.... -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But yesterday was really really funny, you should look at their expressions. hahahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The only two fella who was sitting there calmly was me &amp;amp; E. hahaha. Those flying roaches even scared the shit of those people behind us and they're adults too! Those typical call man la. Holding their walkie-talkie everywhere. -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-4722441478636589034?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/4722441478636589034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=4722441478636589034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/4722441478636589034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/4722441478636589034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/09/roaches.html' title='Roaches'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-8177085567121532535</id><published>2007-09-04T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T00:21:43.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stories To Be Told...</title><content type='html'>Well, went to KLCC for a movie today with my friend. Was supposed to go to 1U to watch the movie but unfortunately because of my blurness and i cleverly went to KLCC, we're forced to watch there. Geez... Luckily i called my friend, if not, he'll be in 1U and i'll be at KLCC... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;We went and watch "the invasion" and it was better than "the body snatchers". But, the movie was ok... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to lots of places today. First, i went to Section7 to print my namecard and just now around 7.30+ the employee of the shop called me and told me that there's and error while printing my namecard and it can't be printed as the printer can't print on the both sides of the paper and he told me the front part of the namecard can be printed but when they print the back part, the colors went off and it's distorted. Fuck wey, i need to get it done by this week. Now i have to go there to fix my namecard. Can't use special papers to print them anymore. -_-" Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went for a shopping spree with my mum at MV. Weee..... Well, i can't really call it a shopping spree as i really need those stuff. I went there to get my formal clothes and pants as my old ones can't fit cause they're to big as my body size has shrink over the years. Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;And i also bought a new perfume by DKNY. That apple scent. Well, to be honest, i prefer the female's scent as it's really fragrant and soft but the men's are also good, but still... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: I"M NOT GAY AND NOT A SISI!!! I JUST LIKE THE SMELL OF IT. -_-" I guess i've spend around RM700-800 on today's shopping spree? bought 3 formal clothes and 2 formal pants, a belt and a perfume and that's how much they cost all together. -_-" DAMN MAN!!! i feel so bad using so much of money buying this stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, another story. I went for a drink the other day with my bestie and while i was chatting with her, both of us heard a small kid crying very loud. So we turned our head to that small kid and i saw him covering his nose by pinching it and where as his mother is feeding him with a small spoon which contains cough syrup as i saw there's a bottle of cought syrup on the table. I was like... "aww... it really reminds of how i used to be when i was young, taking those bitter and yucky medicine!" I had a bad record of catching a flu and cough easily and even the nurse who's working at the clinic could remember me and my record book was damn thick. This shows how weak i am when i was young. -_-" Everytime before taking those bitter medicine, i need to prepare a sweet thing to avoid vomitting out those medicine. hahaha... How sad could that be but it's a sweet memory tho? Or is it a sad memory? hahaha... it's either la... &gt;.&lt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-8177085567121532535?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/8177085567121532535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=8177085567121532535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8177085567121532535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8177085567121532535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/09/stories-to-be-told.html' title='Stories To Be Told...'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-8354275318987248708</id><published>2007-08-31T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T15:02:27.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, i went for the fireworks competition yesterday night which was held at putrajaya. I must say, the Aussies are good in terms of style, colors and patterns where as the Japs aren't as good as them as they always have the same pattern, style and colors and it's really really boring. But, the only thing i like about the Japs is the last blast of the fireworks. I have to admit their the best and they're better than the Aussies as the last shot is like a rain of lights falling down from the sky in it's huge wey, those who went for the fireworks will understand what i'm saying here. Will upload the pics in my multiply and not here because i still haven't sort out my pics. Furtheremore, there's lots of smokes after the blast and i can't get a good shot of the fireworks as the smokes still remains on the air but surprisingly the Aussies are good as there's not much smoke after the blast. It seems that their chemical skills are better than the Japs. Not only that, there's not even a single testing blast fro the japs. They just suddenly turn off the lights and blast the fireworks up the sky without anoybody coutdown before they begin -_-".. it seems that they're pretty confident.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, the worst thing is, i foget to bring my tripod along with me, and i have to use my friend's backpack to use as as a temporary tripod. How pathethic could it be, sigh. That's why all my pics aren't clear and most of them are blurred. Damn it! I just realized when i almost reach the place and my friend thought that i was joking but i didn't. T_T... SHIT!!!! ARGH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Furthermore, i accidentaly hooked my jeans onto a mini rock and it torn a small part of my jeans and now my jeans look's weird at the back and the worst part is, i bought that jean not long ago which it's not even a year since i've bought it and it's already torn. T_T shit!!!!! i was so damn pissed despite of that and i never bring my tripod along and also the incident which happened to me while i was on my way to my friends house on the same day itselg which almost got me knocked onto 2 cars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was driving about 100-110kmh along the sri petaling highway heading towards the seremban highway and behind my car had a car which was really really far away from me. Suddenly, out of no where, a bastard suddenly appeared at the back of my car and it's really close to mine as that bastard is tailing my car. I got shocked suddenly and quickly swift to the next lane but then the car, a kenari, on the next lane breaks and i had to break immidiately. If not, my car will definitely crashed onto that kenari. So i quickly swift back to the first lane and yet i still have to break immidiately as that stupid bastard is just beside of me. Yes, i managed to avoid myself from being knocked onto 2 cars and that stupid bastard keep tailing the cars infront of him and he just jumps from one queue to another, and the speed he's driving is around 140-160kmh. He doesn't want to get stuck in the jam. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Curse that god damn muthafucking bastard who almost got me killed&lt;/span&gt;. I'm pretty sure that bastard is a malay and he's driving a blue modified proton wira. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You'll die in hell you bastard!&lt;/span&gt; Damn man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-8354275318987248708?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/8354275318987248708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=8354275318987248708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8354275318987248708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8354275318987248708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/08/bad-day.html' title='bad day'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-4952181550860459700</id><published>2007-08-27T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T03:27:45.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saisaki 26.08.07</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Went for a filling dinner at Saisaki yesterday, 26.08.07. Well, there were 9 of us, but unfortunately not all of our friends could turn up as they can't make it. The 9 of us were sian chun, me, juno, boon chye, danny, pui yee, kelvin, pei chyi and her boyfriend, i don't know his name as he's very quiet and shy i guess? hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;. As usual, everytime i go to saisaki, the first food which i'm gonna attack is, RAW SALMON MEAT! Then alongside is TUNA meat and the other one is as it's white but it's tasty too. Well, i was filling up my plate with the salmon meat and then the other customer was standing next to me and seeing my taking the meat as if i'm greedy! -_-" that's me wey, i don't waste the food and by the way, i can finish all of them as it's my favorite food! yummy! muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Then i ate alot of food la, lazy to write here, too many already! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, took lots of photo there and i don't think i'll post all of them here, still sorting the photos, will only upload a few here? I wanted to take the pictures of the foods but i can't cause the manager of the restaurant said we're not allowed to take pictures of their food, so, i only manage to snap 1 pic, sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Did lots of crazy stuffs and all of us ate alot esp bc, me juno, kelv n sc. The others can't eat much... hahaha... well, my tummy's getting bigger, so i guess i'll take a jog tomorrow morning. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHQcpNJkVI/AAAAAAAAAC0/a5ljq3UFwSk/s1600-h/IMG_7483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHQcpNJkVI/AAAAAAAAAC0/a5ljq3UFwSk/s320/IMG_7483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103089043303403858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;outside of saisaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHQcZNJkTI/AAAAAAAAACk/_PptlB1FeC4/s1600-h/IMG_7452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHQcZNJkTI/AAAAAAAAACk/_PptlB1FeC4/s320/IMG_7452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103089039008436530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pei chyi with her dragon fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHQcZNJkUI/AAAAAAAAACs/HyXyuRwc-AU/s1600-h/IMG_7457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHQcZNJkUI/AAAAAAAAACs/HyXyuRwc-AU/s320/IMG_7457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103089039008436546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the gayish boon chye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHQcJNJkSI/AAAAAAAAACc/amWS_MSGukc/s1600-h/IMG_7449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHQcJNJkSI/AAAAAAAAACc/amWS_MSGukc/s320/IMG_7449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103089034713469218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me with my pudding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHO7pNJkMI/AAAAAAAAABs/HorZvdXQ_6s/s1600-h/IMG_7402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHO7pNJkMI/AAAAAAAAABs/HorZvdXQ_6s/s320/IMG_7402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103087376856092866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 2 stupid couple XD danny and pui yee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHP2JNJkNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/2g4-Osmlfhg/s1600-h/IMG_7404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHP2JNJkNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/2g4-Osmlfhg/s320/IMG_7404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103088381878440146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kelv with his iced green tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHP2ZNJkOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/TL-QfIlaLNg/s1600-h/IMG_7412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHP2ZNJkOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/TL-QfIlaLNg/s320/IMG_7412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103088386173407458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this bugger, juno, just can't keep this tongue and finger, his trademark XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHP2pNJkPI/AAAAAAAAACE/Co0YV7y15rg/s1600-h/IMG_7423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHP2pNJkPI/AAAAAAAAACE/Co0YV7y15rg/s320/IMG_7423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103088390468374770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the fierce fish lover, sian chun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHP3JNJkQI/AAAAAAAAACM/mqLVg3PZ3tI/s1600-h/IMG_7437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHP3JNJkQI/AAAAAAAAACM/mqLVg3PZ3tI/s320/IMG_7437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103088399058309378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;danny always act cool in all of his self-taken pics -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHP3ZNJkRI/AAAAAAAAACU/yc1fkFFi7oQ/s1600-h/IMG_7445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHP3ZNJkRI/AAAAAAAAACU/yc1fkFFi7oQ/s320/IMG_7445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103088403353276690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pui yee is becoming for female! hahaha...-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHO7JNJkII/AAAAAAAAABM/dFkx99i9ktw/s1600-h/IMG_7373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHO7JNJkII/AAAAAAAAABM/dFkx99i9ktw/s320/IMG_7373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103087368266158210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pei chyi and her bf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHO7ZNJkJI/AAAAAAAAABU/OXIbzdYZsrc/s1600-h/IMG_7389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHO7ZNJkJI/AAAAAAAAABU/OXIbzdYZsrc/s320/IMG_7389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103087372561125522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;danny and sian chun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHO7ZNJkKI/AAAAAAAAABc/MQ8ythK5Ix8/s1600-h/IMG_7390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHO7ZNJkKI/AAAAAAAAABc/MQ8ythK5Ix8/s320/IMG_7390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103087372561125538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the only image i get to snap! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHO7pNJkLI/AAAAAAAAABk/SQ8ZAT__05k/s1600-h/IMG_7400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHO7pNJkLI/AAAAAAAAABk/SQ8ZAT__05k/s320/IMG_7400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103087376856092850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;danny, pui yee, sian chun, kelv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after that filling dinner, went to cheras and meet up with my friends for a game. Well, i was on the streets of KL, it's pretty crowded yesterday night. So, lots of people are crossing the roads. And one of them is a middle-east family. Well, i wanted to go to the next lane and as i cut off from my lane and move towards the other lane, those fela were still crossing the roads even tho the pedastrain light is red and i almost knock on them. Luckily the traffic light turned red and i had to stop. So, they manage to cross the road and the husband was scolding the wife that they shouldn't cross the road when the pedastrain light is red! Sigh. Not only that, further up i meet another bugger again! The pedastrian light was RED once again and he knew my car was coming very fast and yet he still want to cross the road. The other guy saw my car coming through and he stopped right there. And i had to force myself to break all of a sudden as acutally i don't need to stop cause the traffic light almost turn red but because of that stupid bugger, i had to break fully! It's seriously not my fault cause the traffic light is green when i'm about to reach it but i had to stop my whole damn car to let that stupid bugger to cross the road and then only the light turns red! Damn man, can't this people obey the pedastrain light in the city, you'll die even faster if you never obey the pedastrain lights in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same case, yesterday when i was driving again! 3 malay girls, aged around 15, was crossing the road. Yes, they knew my car was coming very fast and yet they still try to cross the road and they know i can't break all of a sudden as there's car behind me! And yet they still want to cross the road. Yes, they manage to stopped themself in the middle of the road and my car was trying to make a u-turn in a u-turn junction and my car almost knocked on them. -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Dang man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-4952181550860459700?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/4952181550860459700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=4952181550860459700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/4952181550860459700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/4952181550860459700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/08/saisaki-260807.html' title='Saisaki 26.08.07'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RtHQcpNJkVI/AAAAAAAAAC0/a5ljq3UFwSk/s72-c/IMG_7483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-1934602227139794259</id><published>2007-08-22T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T02:53:17.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Well, i just came back from Gwen Stefani's concert. Yes, i went there to watch, for free but i have to work as an usher over there. It's kinda tiring tho, telling people where their seats are and yet they'll still jump around and sit on other people's seat! damn it! can't you guys listen to where i guide you guys? There was one couple who sat on people's seat and my friend told them to move away and yet they refuse, so, i went up to them, ask them to go back to their seat, and they scolded me and ask me show them their seat. I'm lik "WTF wey? i'm jst doing my job, and earlier that time i've already showed you guys your seat and yet you could still go to the wrong one, damn! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There was a couple, around 30+, they bought a seat and supposingly they're suppose to seat together but somehow the stupid fela who sold the tickets to them, they have to seat seperately... it's really stupid sometimes when you know friends are suppose to sit together and yet you still get people to sit seperately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Another group of young kiddps are even more stupid or should i say, don't listen to what people told them to. I told them that one of your friend will be seating on the other side where as both of you will be seating here and yet the other one would just sit on people's seat and when the owner of the seat ask me why is their seat being sitted by other people, i had to shoo them away and ask them to get back to their own seat. Damn, listen to what adults say la kiddos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Basically, there's lots of chun and hot chicks at the concert and i was sprung by one of the hotlink girls XD XD XD... hahaha, well, she's kinda tall for girls la, maybe around 166cm-170cm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She looks like a korean but i don't think she's one? ahahah... i tought of like, maybe after the concert, wil try to get to know her but unfortunately, the whole team went off T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;damn! it's just not my luck! ARGH... wasted!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Well, i just receive a call from a company which they 90% will hire me, and it's a good thing which i'm employed but the thing is, it's so damn far! it's at shah alam and they pay me RM1600 because i stated what i expect for my salary in the interview form! fuck wey! i should have put RM1800! damn... ARGH... nevermind la, since i'll be leaving on Feb, just get some experience from the company. hehehehe... i'm off to bed now, having a headache... till here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;me signing off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-1934602227139794259?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/1934602227139794259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=1934602227139794259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1934602227139794259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1934602227139794259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/08/concert.html' title='the concert'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-3735570778463087437</id><published>2007-08-18T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T15:19:17.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>model?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today's really a tiring day. Went for a photo shoot today. Gosh. i've been waiting for my other friends to arrive and it took me around 2 hours just to wait for them to arrive and it's because of some miscommunication. Not my fault, it's the other fela who arrange the damn time for us. Gosh... anyway, i can't believe i've done those pose and stuff. Furthermore, it's my first time taking doing a photoshoot, that's why my facial expression is quite stiff and so does my body too. &gt;.&lt;" Eek! Hahaha...That's what the photographer and make up artists said while they're taking my photos -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna try to be a model and see what it feels like to be a model, not that easy after today's lesson. Gosh, first, they have to trim my eyebrow -_-", next they have to put make up on me! and the worst thing is, they use some temporary hair colored spray and make my hair to look like a "lala" guy. -_-" damn it wey! Then they even use the hair spray to make my harden my hair, my hair habis wey... i've already had a dry and damaged hair, and now they made it even worst T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After putting the make up and stuffs, it's just so not me man! It's completely another person and the worst part of putting the make up was they make me look like those goth fela and yet kinda punk -_-" weird.. really really weird, ARGH... anyhow, it's fun tho, ahahaha! When they use some powder to cover my dark circles, realized that my eyes are kinda sensitives, tears starts to pop out when they brush it -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... anyhow...i'm a freeman now. I've finally completely my 3yrs of studies at TOA. Kinda miss my classmates as i won't see them anymore, lol. Finally, time to look for a job now &gt;.&lt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-3735570778463087437?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/3735570778463087437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=3735570778463087437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/3735570778463087437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/3735570778463087437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/08/model.html' title='model?'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-9099054067277271675</id><published>2007-08-11T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T16:31:33.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;damn... i'm having breathing difficulties now... i think i've strained my right chest muscle. Now when i take a deep breathe, my right side of my chest aches. oh dammit... it hurts and now i felt as if i'm gasping for air... damn damn damn.. argh... hopefully it'll heal by a day or two...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;well, only a week left and i'm done with my studies at TOA. Hopefully i could get a job and earn some side income in order to cover my own expenses. Any job to intro to me? Finally, this is the second time i graduate. First time was at Taylor's, now it's at TOA. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;OUCH... BREATHING DIFFICULTIES... T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-9099054067277271675?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/9099054067277271675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=9099054067277271675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/9099054067277271675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/9099054067277271675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/08/ouch.html' title='ouch'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-5466513252504077582</id><published>2007-08-04T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T03:18:49.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not my day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well... today isn't really a good day for me. First of all, i slept to much on a thursday afternoon, slet for around 4 hours and supposingly to finish my website but somehow i didn't. So, stay up whole night just to finish it but still can't finish them. Went to sleep at 6am in the morning. And somehow it's hard for me to go to sleep. So, finally i get to sleep at 7am, should be la. Then woke up at 9am and get myself prepare to go to class as every friday i'll have presentation. The problem is, when i've get myself all dressed up, it's already 9.20am. So, if i go to class now, i'll have to pay RM2 as punishment fee.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; DAMMIT&lt;/span&gt;! So, i just stay at home and finish up my website and go to coll again at 11am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, on my way to coll, along Federal Highway, suddenly i realize that i've left my portfolio at home as i needed to show which artwork is allowed to exhibit during my graudation launch. So, went back home just to get my darn portfolio. And it's already 11.30am as you know la, Federal Highway always also have traffic jam. So, while i'm stuck at the jam, i messaged my friend and ask him to tell my lect that i'll be late for class and i'm on my way to class. So, finally i got home, get the portfolio, and used the highway as there' s traffic jam in Federal Highway. Payed RM1.60 cause i'm super late for the presentation. Cause i thought the presentation will end early like last time then suddenly my friend message me and told me the lect is leaving. I'm already rushing my a*s to class and i told my friend to ask him to tell the lect to wait a little while more as i'm already in sunway. But somehow my lect left coll and he told my friend to tell me to present next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;HOW FARK UP COULD THAT BE? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm seriously damn pissed...! DAMMIT!!! ARGH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; sigh, first of all, waste of time, petrol and money. Bloody hell... in the end i still didn't get the change to show my work as he hasn't prove any of my work before. URGH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*FEEL LIKE SCREAMING MY ENTIRE LUNGS OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today wasn't really my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;DAMMIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And later that day itself, i overslept and supposingly i need to hand in a bottle of whisky to my friend at 7.30pm but because i'm rushing to finish off my work, i'm late and yet i get caught in the jam. AGAIN!!! I have to get myself there at KLCC cause my friend will be meeting up with me there. So, i had to took the express way (Smart Tunnel) to get myself to KLCC and yet, i still get caught in the jam -_-" Why do people called it the Smart Tunnel as they still get caught in the traffic jam and yet they told the people the after building that tunnel, traffic would be better but somehow i don't think it's better. Yes, just a slightly better but you still get caught in the jam and it's not raining at that time. GOSH!!!! So, i've been rushing my a*s for the whole day and i'm really really tired and pissed about these incidents which happened today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;UUURRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-5466513252504077582?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/5466513252504077582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=5466513252504077582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/5466513252504077582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/5466513252504077582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/08/not-my-day.html' title='not my day'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-6787702476752005390</id><published>2007-07-28T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T02:16:38.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haunted by past memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Well, i just came back from midvalley. Went and watch The Simpsons with a friend of mine. The Simpsons was hilarious, it really laugh my a*s off wey... seriously.. it's so damn ridiculous but it's really really nice. Should watch it but the storyline was quite lame la. Overall, it's still not a too good or a too bad movie. At least i know that it's better than Harry Potter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Well, after the movie i fetch my friend home and then meet up with my another friend who's staying around her place. So, just drop by at her place and ask her out for a drink. But it ended quite early as she's very sleepy and tired but i've told her already that if she's tired and all, i'll just meet up with her some other time. Geez.. i just don't get it! Anyway, it's happy to see her again but in the mean time it's also sad as well to see her again as there's still some remaining stuff in me. I just can't seem to get over with it tho it's been like almost 4-5 months? Gosh... help me.. anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Besides,  i'm really really used to like touch her face, hair or maybe kacau her nose or someting like that but things just aren't the same as last time. She told me she doesn't like people to do that to her as it might cause misunderstood. She told me she's fine with it bu some other girls just doesn't like it. Maybe so does she. Just hinting me to stop that doing from now on. SIGH~~~somehow i've used to do that to her... time just can't be rewind. I still miss her... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SHIT!!! FOR GOD'S SAKE,  WHAT THE FCUK IS WRONG WITH ME??? STOP IT BRIAN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SOMEHOW FEELINGS ARE JUST SO HARD TO CONTROL, AIN'T THAT SO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Besides, i dreamt of her few days ago and i recall that we're walking down on the street and we're very close to each other and somehow i took something from her hand and my hand accidentally touches her soft small hands and somehow i wanted to let go but then i was curious at the same time why she holds my hand and never wanted to let go as we're only friends? And then i woke up...-_-" it once happened in reality but it won't happen again twice in reality. I can assure that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Well, i thought it's going to rain soon as i saw lightning and all and i'm driving all alone in the street of emptiness. Furthermore, my car's playlist is playing some nice relaxing chillout ambient music esp when it's playing late night alumni's rainy days, i just saw the lightning flashing here and there. DAMN! And at that time my mood wasn't really good at all, it just drop all in a sudden. Maybe it's due to that incident just now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;HOW??? How can i get rid of these feelings? It's killing and torturing and me. Always haunted by pass memories. Well, that's the same o' Brian. Always loyal to love, i hate myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I feeling very emo now. Need some emo songs, maybe my friend could help me with that as she has loads of emo songs. I'll just ask her to send some to me tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-6787702476752005390?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/6787702476752005390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=6787702476752005390' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/6787702476752005390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/6787702476752005390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/07/haunted-by-past-memories.html' title='Haunted by past memories'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-5621062427450406447</id><published>2007-07-25T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T17:36:08.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sweet sound of rain drops</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ahh... the sweet sound of the rain drops... such a melodic tune. I guess it's raining season lately and that's why it's been raining cats and dogs. How i wish the ceiling in my room is transparent and when it rains at night or anytime of the day, i could just watch the rain drops falling onto the transparent glass and while listening to some good music, ain't that such a wonderful and superb feeling? i just lurve when it rains, maybe it's the gloomy feeling when it rains, i find it quite unique, it's hard to explain in words.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, the best time is when it rains in the middle of the night, and i'm all alone inside the car, parked at the side of the highway,  listening to some music and also the sound of the rain drops falling onto your car, the feeling is just awesome. Somehow it also brings lonely, serene, relaxing  and gloomy feeling but it's nice! very very nice...! it's been a while i didn't try... sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i find it romantic at the same time but i don't think some people might think so, they might think it's really weird. I had a friend who understand how i feel, she's not weird, but she's pretty, really really pretty. Ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna try walking in the rain, i wonder how it feels. Cause nobody could see me crying in the rain... hopefully while i'm walking i won't get struck by lightning, very easy to get strucked when u're walking in an open field. Dangerous... but i guess the feeling is nice tho? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;3 more weeks to go and i'm really done with TOA, been spending my whole damn 3 lifeless years at TOA. It's really really lifeless when you wanna go and hang out with friends at night but you're just bounded to your bloody assignments. Sigh.. what a nice turn off could that be... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Furthermore, i'm in my graduation mood already, don't have the feeling to do my work at all, been slacking for the whole damn semester. =( But anyway.. i hope i won't fail any of the subjects this sem, if not... shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Finally, i can graduate. But the sad thing is, this is the second time i'm attending a graduation ceremony, the first time was in Taylor's. =) URGH... i just miss my happy times at Taylor's. Sigh... growing up and getting old each year. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-5621062427450406447?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/5621062427450406447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=5621062427450406447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/5621062427450406447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/5621062427450406447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/07/sweet-sound-of-rain-drops.html' title='the sweet sound of rain drops'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-1743570258243665721</id><published>2007-07-19T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T02:59:30.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything in this world is all copied</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Well, was watching TV yesterday night as i'm quite bored doing my work. So, took a short break and went downstairs to release stress. Well, i was watching a MTV at hitz.tv at Astrol Channel 16. There's a new video from NFG (New Found Glory) Basically, NFG is pop-punk or emo punk band from US. While i watching this MTV as i've never watch them before, at first when i start watching them i thought it was like those normal love love story and as the MTV goes on, i realized that i somehow i've watch this concept before and when i recall, i straight away knew that the concept or idea which represents this music video is actually copied from an existing ad from Axe or known as Lynx (a man's deodorant spray). The title for the ad is called "getting dressed" and the whole idea of NFG's MTV is completely the same except they've changed a few stuff. Once've you've watched the video, you'll get what i mean. Maybe it's directed by the same director? i don't know? i could be i guess? By the way, the ad itself is actually one of the best ad in 2004.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Geez, i wonder why would they want to copy that idea? it somehow doesn't link to the lyrics of the music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Anyway, watched the MTV first, then only watch the ad. If you don't understand the ad, feel free to ask me and i'll explain to you what it means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ALxbgbepjI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ALxbgbepjI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hJ9FNLYn0K0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hJ9FNLYn0K0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-1743570258243665721?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/1743570258243665721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=1743570258243665721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1743570258243665721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1743570258243665721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/07/everything-in-this-world-is-all-copied.html' title='everything in this world is all copied'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-1460677419063971610</id><published>2007-07-18T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T03:27:58.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Today is one of my friend's birthday. So, a bunch of us went and celebrate her birthday. She was there as well cause she's the one who sort of organized this party. Went to Genting Klang, Setapak to have a dinner. Supposingly we're supposed to head to Yuen's Steamboat in Sunway but because due to someone, the plan has changed and yet we still have our steamboat dinner at Genting Klang, it's at a restaurant called "Lok-Lok King". OK, environment of the restaurant sucks to the max, comepletely follow Sushi King's style where you have the rotating for you to select your favourite food to cook and there aren't much variety of food there and it's taste bad! Really really bad...!&lt;br /&gt;After that, we gave the birthday girl a surprise, gave her a surprise bday cake and then sing a birthday song for her. She's touched and then tears start falling from her eyes when she's taking pic with each and everyone who attended the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, i can't stay long as i have to rush home to finish off my annual report. So, i'm the first one to leave. Well,at that time i wasn't really that happy at all, quite moody, don't know why. The feeling just somehow came. I somehow regreted of going there but i had to go as it's my friend's bday. Lots of things start popping out of my bloody mind while i was driving home alone. Went home, took a nice hot shower and get on with my work but somehow my mind still thinks of her. I thought i could get rid of it but HELL NO! Urgh... this memory just drives me crazy and i'm quite pissed at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I was looking back at something which she gave to me and there's a song which meant alot to me which represents my love for her. Everytime when the song is playing on my playlist, my mind eventually will drift towards her. My heart was aching and i felt quite sad. I regret never listen to my bestie, she told me to get to know her more then only see whether is it suitable to continue. Well, at that time i did thought about it but then, feeling can make someone out of control. It was a mistake to love her, it was a mistake to make the first move on that day itself and i regret of doing so! It was really really a big mistake to asked her out on that very special day!!! What was i thinking? I just think that it's all a mistake from the begining. I believe that feelings can grow by time and it does. From a minor one to a major one. Well, that's me. Lots of things which makes me recalling her. I don't know why past memories still haunts me, how i wish memories can be erase and so does feelings so i won't suffer so much right now. I rather lose such memories rather than suffering right now! It's already few months and yet somehow there are some remainings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, that's why i told myself, if there will be another one coming soon, it will be a fun one and not a serious one. I'm sick of being loyal and being too loyal might get myself into lots of trouble. They say librans are the most loyal ones to their loved one, i guess it's somehow true? Am i one of them? trying not to be one... it sucks.. it seriously does. I'm done with it. Can someone help me erase all the sad and painful memories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;IT WAS A BIG MISTAKE TO LOVE YOU AND TO MAKE THE FIRST MOVE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-1460677419063971610?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/1460677419063971610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=1460677419063971610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1460677419063971610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1460677419063971610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/07/mistake.html' title='Mistake'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-2281976558099666787</id><published>2007-07-14T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T17:37:33.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-east</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, went to KLCC to watch Dead silence with Ken and Juno yesterday night and went for diehard 4.0 today at Pyramid, cinema was small and the seats aren’t really good. The seat which I’m sitting at has lost it’s handle. -_-“ But anyway, I always tell my friends that I hate and dislike watching horror movies and they all laugh at me. Hahaha, laugh all you guys want and I admit it! It’s because I’m really scared of it, I find it quite disturbing and gross. Yucks! But surprisingly I went and watch Dead Silence and I’ve been waiting for the movie to come out few months ago and I manage to watch it yesterday! The movie was good but the ending was kinda bad and stupid? It’s like putting so much of effort in it but in the end you still face the same result. Sigh… &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But there’s one thing which annoys me and pisses me off is those &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;god damn muthafarking middle-east b*stards&lt;/span&gt;…! They just can’t stop talking in the cinema. From the beginning till the end, they just keep on talk and talk and talk. Can’t they just shut their god damn mouth up for a minute? It really annoys me when people talk inside the cinema, if you talk just a little bit it’s fine, but don’t talk all the way in the movie? Don’t these people have any respect for other people? There are lots of people who ask them to keep quite but still, they talk inside the cinema. Really really&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; uncivilized b*stards&lt;/span&gt;… There are a number of times already, not only yesterday, these people keep on talk and talk and talk inside the cinema while the movie was on! Really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fark up b*stard&lt;/span&gt;…! I’m really really pissed! Picture this, one whole row of middle east people, talking to one and another from the beginning till the end and that’s what happen yesterday. Will you be pissed when people talk inside the cinema from the beginning till the end? I bet you will. After the movie was over, lights are on and I can see, lots of people turning their heads behind and see who’s the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;b*stards&lt;/span&gt; who talks in the cinema and yet they just don’t bother!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-2281976558099666787?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/2281976558099666787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=2281976558099666787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/2281976558099666787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/2281976558099666787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/07/mid-east.html' title='Mid-east'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-1958867387586517446</id><published>2007-07-09T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T15:23:10.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>70%</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Zeon's currently listening to: As Velas by Audio Lotion (some latin coffee lounge music)&lt;br /&gt;                                                   Digital Love by Daft Punk&lt;br /&gt;                                                  Pernah  by Ferhad&lt;br /&gt;                                                   Come As You Are by Nirvana&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, where should I start? Hm…I guess I’ve already made up my mind of where to go next. It’s most probably to the States which is in &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;Detroit&lt;/st1:City&gt;,  &lt;st1:state&gt;Michigan&lt;/st1:State&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Plan to continue my degree over there for 2 years. Sigh, have to study again. Dang! 70% will be going to US and 30% will be going to Melbourne, Aus. Well, I only have another 5 more weeks to go then I’m done with TOA, excluding this week. Oh gosh, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;can’t wait to graduate and get my a** off TOA&lt;/span&gt;. It’s like living in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HELL&lt;/span&gt; for 3years and then when it comes to the working life. It’s even worse than &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HELL.&lt;/span&gt; OMG… I hope I could cope with the hectic working lifestyle in the future. Got to work harder in order to have a better life for myself in the future so I won’t need to work like a dog&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;even tho I’m at 55.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway… it’s been a pretty bad week I guess, been sleeping quite a lot in the noon and go to bed around 7am in the morning, Just like Saturday night, my friend suddenly call me and ask me to go to KL to have a farewell party for a friend of mine. She’ll be leaving to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Brisbane&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; this tomorrow and will be away for 2years. So, she herself decided to throw a party and invite her friends to come along and get drunk! Yes, again…! But anyway, didn’t really drink much as I’m not really in the mood to drink. Just had a couple of glass and that’s it. &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, better get back to work again. If not, got to burn the &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="0"&gt;midnight&lt;/st1:time&gt; oil once again. Adios! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-1958867387586517446?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/1958867387586517446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=1958867387586517446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1958867387586517446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/1958867387586517446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/07/70.html' title='70%'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-7178626850133362946</id><published>2007-07-07T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T12:49:03.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night guardian or just an owl?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;zeon is currently listening to:&lt;br /&gt;check out time by tupac shakur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                                 katrina by david tao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                                 walking after you by foo fighters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                                 Beautiful Things (Gabriel &amp; Dresden Remix) by DJ Tiesto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, been sleeping a lot lately and my sleeping time is really really a heck! This whole entire week, i almost sleep at 7am in the morning due to long noon nap. Sigh... i stay up the whole night and today i tried to go to sleep but it's already 7am and yet i'm so so awake! I got so frustrated and gave up sleeping. Went downstairs and watch TV had breakfast with my mom. Skip replacement class today as i know i'll defintely fall asleep while the lecturer is lecturing. So, no point wasting my time going all the way to sunway just to fall asleep in class and also to waste the petrol too. -_-" my car really consume lots of petrol. I just pumped full tank on thurs before going to college. And then at night went to Maison and yesterday i went to Lap Soon at Section17 to print some stuff for my packaging design and then head straight to 1U to have lunch with my friend. And went home. And i realised that my petrol consumed at least RM15-RM20 by just travelling to these few places and my car's only 1.0 auto. Geez... damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thursday night went clubbing at Maison with my buddy and his friends. Well, at first we're supposed to enter Velvet but then they're playing house music which my friends don't quite like it but i don't mind as i kinda like it. So, we headed to Maison and it's just so damn packed as usual on Thursday night. Can't get a table that night but only to stand and hang out at the bar area upstairs. As usual, lots of chun chicks were there but it's not my turn to get to know them as i'm not really that attractive. But it's fun tho. Went to the podium to dance but it's just so damn packed that we're bumping onto each other and people are pushing here and there. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;URGH!&lt;/span&gt; my buddy almost got into a fist fight as 1 of the kid aged around 18-19 was complaining to my friend that he had pushed him. It wasn't my buddy's fault at all, it's the people behind him which are pushing him and that's why he bump onto him. And the worst thing is, he needed damn bloody many space to dance.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Brainless kid.. sigh... inmature b*stard! The purpose of going clubbing is just to have fun, enjoy with friends and maybe pick up some chicks if you're a good and not to find trouble with you...! Use your head and think, well unless you don't have a brain for you to think. Then too bad la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Same thing that night, just right out of Maison there's some quarreling la, tho i don't know what's the problem but i can tell it's defintely someone got drunk and trying to find some trouble la, just like what my buddy encounter that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, same thing, almost got drunk but then i'm still able to drive home unlike the previous week were i couldn't really drive at all tho i now i could but better not la as i had to fetch 2 people home. So, yea. hahahaha... Now, gotta get back to work only and no more clubbing on thursday night as i had to rushed friday's work and i can tell you every thursday i'll definitely don't have enough of sleeping time. Sigh... can only club on Saturday night but i don't mind as my friend said Saturday night at Velvet is quite happening. Haven't really been to Velvet as i'm underage, but i don't think it's a problem as long as you dress matured. Tho i could dress maturely but my face, babyface. Urgh... i don't want to have a babyface. It's like you're 22 and people though that you're 20 only. Aiya.. geez... not a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... i'm kinda sleepy right now, better get a short noon nap. Hopefully it's a short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zeon signing off, peace out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-7178626850133362946?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/7178626850133362946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=7178626850133362946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7178626850133362946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7178626850133362946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/07/night-guardian-or-just-owl.html' title='night guardian or just an owl?'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-4734547201114239477</id><published>2007-07-03T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T15:50:49.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgh...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Damn... i'm just so damn bored right now... i'm sick of searching images for my annual report assignment... Urgh... i'm really raelly sick of it and my eyes are really sore. Been looking thru the images one by one and see which images is suitable to be used in the annual report. Been waking up lately, around 2pm because i slept quite early yesterday morning, 7am... again.. YES AGAIN...! i've been sleeping around 5-7am in the morning for the past weeks and i can feel the machines in my body are starting to malfunction. Yesterday went for a drink wif Juno and Sian Chun at a newly opened kopitiam at ss15, called k3k something. Food wise and drink wise is okla, environment is fine as well. Then we head to Asia for a game of pool. It's been sometime sinced i've played pool, it's like few months ago... Wasn't much people there as well. After that, went to Juno's house to grab some songs which i asked him to download for me as i took me almost a day just to download the entire album. DAMN...&gt;.&lt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Yes, very very BLUE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i was sitting as Juno's computer table and i saw a cut out article placed there. So, i read it and it's about how your body's going to turn bad if you continued to sleep late everyday. It strictly reflects people like me, Juno and few of our friends cause we don't really sleep early due to assignments and also we're really used to it. Sigh~~ sad life. Imagine, last time before entering TOA, life is so much better, i still prefer my life while i was in Taylor's. Very fun and free. Now, heck...! Last time i still remember, when the clock reaches around 2 or 2.30am, i would say " Oh Shit!, it's 2 aledi ah...better sleep now." But now, as the clock reaches 2 or 2.30am and so on, " Har? Now only 2 ar, ceh... so early, later only sleep la, i'll sleep around 4+ la."&lt;br /&gt;We call people who stay up late in cantonese it's called "ye guai" which means night ghost if you translate it to engish. By the way, sleeping late can increase the risk of getting high blood pressure and i'm going to hit that target soon, real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few months ago i went for a medical check-up and the results are really satisfying, almost hit the target of getting urine acid due to many intakes of red meats like beef (my fav meat of all), and almost hit the target of getting high blood pressure and then some other not really pleasant result la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, that's how i'm am really right now and my mom always scold me for staying up so late. My eye bags are getting darker and bigger, damn...! it's like you'll see a walking zombie on the streets. Haih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When classes are on, sleeping time is only around 3-4 hours per week and average of time staying up late is around 4-6am per week. Yes... When i go to sleep, it's time for peole to wake up and prepare themselves to either go to work or go to school/ college. Sigh~ =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-4734547201114239477?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/4734547201114239477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=4734547201114239477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/4734547201114239477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/4734547201114239477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/07/urgh.html' title='Urgh...!'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-8332552239542362115</id><published>2007-07-02T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T04:00:56.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marché@The Curve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;Well, had a wonderful dinner at Marché@The Curve on last Sat, 30.06.07. It's because my friend is celebrating his 25th birthday and also one of his friend triple S is celebrating her birthday in advance. (i don't really know her name but Juno told me they call her triple S is because her name all starts with Sxxx Sxxx Sxxx) lol...= P So both of them decided to treat a few of us at there. They were Danny, Ken (Bday boy), Juno, Me, CK, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Lawrence&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt; and his bro (lil' naughty fela) and Triple S (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Lawrence&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;'s gf and also bday girl).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RogG8Igh3NI/AAAAAAAAABE/GxE7RIN9sx8/s1600-h/IMG_7066a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RogG8Igh3NI/AAAAAAAAABE/GxE7RIN9sx8/s320/IMG_7066a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082319809633443026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;L-R: me, CK, Ken, Juno, Triple S, Lawrence's lil bro, Lawrance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;photographer: Danny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, that's the first time i dined at there, quite special compared to other restaurant at The Curve. Food quality was good as well, but it's a lil' bit expensive but i think it's kinda resonable for restaurants at The Curve?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, it kicked off with an Italian pan cake? i forgot it's name. It's made of potatoes, cheese, and salmon fish which cost RM12.90. It's really yummy. I like it. I also saw some risotto, O_O... risotto are yummy as well but it's very filling as they're quite creamy. For those of you who don't know what a risotto is, it's actually an Italian rice cooked with white cream sauce (bechamel sauce), stock (depends on what meat) but normally they use beef stock or chicken stock to boil the rice so it's tasty, and they'll add some meat onto it as well. And another thing, cheese... yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RogBRYgh3JI/AAAAAAAAAAk/I2CLV-4reyA/s1600-h/IMG_6982a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RogBRYgh3JI/AAAAAAAAAAk/I2CLV-4reyA/s320/IMG_6982a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082313577635896466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i head onto my main course, which is a stirloin steak. I told the chef i wanted my meat to be medium but in the end it became almost well-done. I hate eating my beef well done. I perfer it to be half cooked and half bloody. XD and i told him i wanted brown sauce and instead he gave me mushroom sauce. -_-" and the thing is, i dont' really like my steak to match with mushroom sauce, it should be brown sauce... damn! Instead of having steak, i should have taken the lamb stew. Juno and Ken ate that. I regreted of eating that steak...T_T but i really like their mashed potatoes. It's very tasty compared to the ones from Chili's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RogB5Igh3KI/AAAAAAAAAAs/gvKK8GjkWEU/s1600-h/IMG_7005a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RogB5Igh3KI/AAAAAAAAAAs/gvKK8GjkWEU/s320/IMG_7005a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082314260535696546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;lamb shank stew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Later on, there goes the dessert, which is ice cream and had a bottle of Root Beer from Australia and also a bottle of Apple juice from US, Snapper. Both of them cost around RM8.90.. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;And ken took a picture of me, just snapping for fun. Want to try out his new L lens which cost around RM 3k... rich bugger and he plans to get another walking lens for RM5k... really really rich fela. I don't think i could afford such expensive lens till i work. Photography is really an expensive hobby -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RogC74gh3LI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TwCpFGDgh8k/s1600-h/IMG_7035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RogC74gh3LI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TwCpFGDgh8k/s320/IMG_7035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082315407291964594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i cut my hair on sat as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RogC74gh3MI/AAAAAAAAAA8/RGNiB1TDHEQ/s1600-h/IMG_7059a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RogC74gh3MI/AAAAAAAAAA8/RGNiB1TDHEQ/s320/IMG_7059a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082315407291964610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;  i don't know what i'm looking at.... -_-" thanks to ken la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;by the way, all the pictures taken above are all taken by Ken, not me. I didn't bring my cam along.&lt;br /&gt;So, after dinner, we went for a movie which is Transformers... My favourite cartoon when i was a lil brat! The effect was really good but the problem is the Deceptecons died really fast and Jazz died and Bumble bee lost his leg. I don't know why they replace Bumble Bee with a Chevolet and not the classic Beetles by VW. Jazz is still the same in the cartoon, the Porche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After the movie, thought of joining my friend at Velvet Underground but unfortunately his friend can't bring me in... damn! but anyway... it's been some time i didn't club and last friday i went to watch the dance competition at Ruums and after that we went there to club. Music at first was good, Hip Hop RnB but later on they change to Trance, i still prefer clubs to put either house or Hip Hop RnB, these two category of music will sure make me get onto the dance floor. Drank quite alot that night and stuck my finger into my throat and force myself to puke but it's hurts my stomach, so, didn't really puke that night but the next day when i woke up i can still fill the drunkness in me tho i'm sober. URGH...! But confirmed that this coming thurs i'll go club again and this time will be my favourite place, MAISON!!!!! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-8332552239542362115?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/8332552239542362115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=8332552239542362115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8332552239542362115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8332552239542362115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/07/well-had-wonderful-dinner-at-marchthe.html' title='Marché@The Curve'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RogG8Igh3NI/AAAAAAAAABE/GxE7RIN9sx8/s72-c/IMG_7066a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-7070499655922156843</id><published>2007-06-28T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T02:00:06.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a Currently listening to: only this moment by röyksopp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                         you'll be safe here by rivermaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                         my curse by killswitch engage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                         anonymous(remix) by bobby valentino ft. timbaland n stimuli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I wonder how come i always get bored easily. When i'm doinf my work, eventually i'll feel sick of doing them and i just don't have the mood to do it. Sigh. By the way, am doing the bloody annual report and i'm rally really sick of findings images. There are too many to look for and my internet conenction is just so damn bloody slow. *sob sob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Me friends are going to Maison tonight. I thought of joining them but i'm not done with my stupid work. SIGH!!! haih, nevermind. Will go again either tomorrow if i can finish fri's work or maybe fri night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So, decided to blog since i wana kill boredom. Need a kit-kat. By the way, been lazying around lately. Sigh. And i don't even have a strong design sense as well. Thought of buying some books to get some ideas or inspirations but sad to say these books are just so darn expensive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; [a song to suit this current situation: Anonymous by Bobby V ft. Timbaland n Stimuli] read the lyrics and you'll get what i mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Last mon, after my advertising visual class, went for lunch with Fred. While i was having my lunch, i spotted the chick that i wanted to know. She's my junior. Damn, i kept looking at her and then she went up to don't know which class. Haih. Later Pei Chyi came down and then together with Fred, we went to the main block to pass some stuff to Sharon, our corporate literature lecturer. And then while i was outside of the computer lab, Fred was looking at some newspaper and Pei Chyi was looking at the notice board while me wandering around there, and then! That chick just suddenly walk up the stairs just right infront of me. I saw her and she saw me as well i guess. But this time she's alone. I missed that golden opportunity! *sob sob sob... My reaction that time was kinda slow as i'm shy and she walks upstair too fast already. DAMN...! sigh, guess i have to wait for another time to bump into her again but i don't know when will it be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Well, few weeks ago was one my bestie's birthday, so i bought her a book cause i really don't know what to buy for her, i mean besides buying accessories la. So, went to Borders and search around the rack for like around an hour to look for a book that suits her. Being wandering around the poerty and literature section and looking for a book title that suits her. Finally i found one, it's called "the secret river". A book specially dedicated to the ab-origins in Australia. Looks good and have a good content i guess? So, just grab and paid for the book. While i was searching the book, saw some nice book cover design, which the publisher is by Penguin and the book covers for penguin, most of them are specially designed and some of them even got awared as the best cover too. So, just look through and see how the design them. XD XD XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Then, went home and wrap the book by desigining by myself. hehehe...=) So, went for printing behind my college, went over there and found out that i forgot to create outline for the title, i dont have the font with me, so just choose a font that suits it, eventually it turns out well too... hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RoKeOogh3GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/891qkAOwMkg/s1600-h/IMG_6504a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RoKeOogh3GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/891qkAOwMkg/s320/IMG_6504a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080797303856553058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RoKeOogh3HI/AAAAAAAAAAU/kMpiGVROUbA/s1600-h/IMG_6509a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RoKeOogh3HI/AAAAAAAAAAU/kMpiGVROUbA/s320/IMG_6509a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080797303856553074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;On some friday night, went for a Streething Swap Meet which was held in Zouk. Lots of street lovers over there, buying tee and kicks as well. I didn't really buy stuff there as most of them cost 100 and above..O_O" but i manage to get a Adicolor Bear which is around RM20, damn cheap. I Should have get another one as well... Regreted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RoKeO4gh3II/AAAAAAAAAAc/hxgjBymAAR8/s1600-h/IMG_6500a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RoKeO4gh3II/AAAAAAAAAAc/hxgjBymAAR8/s320/IMG_6500a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080797308151520386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-7070499655922156843?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/7070499655922156843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=7070499655922156843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7070499655922156843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7070499655922156843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/06/boredom.html' title='boredom'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/RoKeOogh3GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/891qkAOwMkg/s72-c/IMG_6504a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-52973768975848241</id><published>2007-06-20T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T02:29:07.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why bothered?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;sigh... it's 0205 now and yet i'm still doing my bloody assignment here... lifeless. Recently i just feel very down, sad, moodless, i don't know why. There are things which have alraedy been settled but yet i'm still stubborn on it. That is why sometimes i hated myself for being so damn f*cking sutbborn at this kind of stuff. Sometimes when before i go to sleep, my mind eventually will think of her. It's already been more than 3-4months, all along i thought that i could let it go. Yes, i've manage to do so but yet there are still some remaining. That's why sometimes it hurts so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Her birthday's coming. I did went over to her place and gave her a small surprise. First, i asked her to close her eyes and i quicklt light up the candle and then i ask her to open her eyes. What she saw was a cake with a light up candle right infront of her. I told her, "i know i can't celebrate your actual birhtday with you, that is why i make it in advance." She was surprise. But whether she's touched or not i won't know la. But anyway, she then ask me "if birthday sure got birthday song what, so you sing for me la?" and i did sang for her and wish her happy birthday as well. After that, i ask her to make a wish then only blew off the candle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Again, I told her to close her eyes and this time when she opens her eyes, there's a lil' pressie right infront of her. I even put a small note writen" you can only open it on 23.06.07". She was quite sad that she can't open it up right away. But hopefully she follows the note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Actually, during that time i even told her that during her birhtday i would bring her to a wonderful restaurant and have a wonderful meal and i promise that i would make it her most memorable birthday ever as it's her 21st birthday and even wanted to give her a really really big surprise. She's happy when i said that. Unfortunately, things wouldn't work out as the way i wanted it to be. Sad. I was really really sad bout it. As tears start falling down from my eyes. What can i do? That's how it should be. Sigh. Maybe it's the right choice and it's a good thing? i don't know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So, now all i can do is this, just give you a small surprise. No more any big surprise. Maybe in the future there might be a chance and there might not be. Nobody knows the future. If it belongs to you, eventually in the future it will always be yours. I've learnt quite a lot of things from her. I'm really really glad to know such a person. Anyway, just want to wish her a very happy happy birthday "S".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-52973768975848241?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/52973768975848241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=52973768975848241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/52973768975848241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/52973768975848241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/06/why-bothered.html' title='why bothered?'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-7291120593411355140</id><published>2007-06-17T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T03:44:09.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imma Musik Freak-to!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;haih, for the next 2 weeks, i will be all alone (not exactly alone la), my clubbing kaki or my yum cha kaki, all 3 of them are going for a holiday trip to Aus to visit my other friend, sad wey! But luckily there's a few back here for me to find them to go club as well la, but these 3 felas are the usual gang. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So, i ask 1 of my friend to get me a few cds when they're in Sydney cuz it's really really cheap tho. It's like 10-15 AUD, if your convert them to RM, it's much more cheaper here. More over, you can't really get some of the cds here. Pretty sad eh? I'm asking me friend to buy 2 Hed Kandi cds for me and 1 Ibiza Sunset Sessions. There are more cds which i wanted to buy but i'm lack of money... FARKKKKKK!!!! damn sad wey... sigh..sob sob sob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So, hopefully my friend could go to that shop and get me those cds. Maybe i'll force them to go there as well. Maybe they'll also buy some cds from there! hehehe... anyway, you can chekc out their website---&gt; wwwdirtcheapcds.com.au&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Really really cheap!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-7291120593411355140?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/7291120593411355140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=7291120593411355140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7291120593411355140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7291120593411355140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/06/imma-musik-freak-to.html' title='Imma Musik Freak-to!!!'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-8123541290713135459</id><published>2007-06-12T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T21:03:28.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recruitment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;someone posted this stuff on my friendster's buletin board, i find it quite funny tho? hahaha... so, thought of psosting it here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;One day while walking down the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;highly successful Human Resources&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Manager was tragically hit by a bus and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;she died. Her soul arrived up in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;heaven where she was met at the Pearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Gates by St. Peter himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Welcome to Heaven," said St. Peter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Before you get settled in though,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;it seems we have a problem. You see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;strangely enough, we've never once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;had a Human Resources Manager make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;this far and we're not really sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;what to do with you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"No problem, just let me in," said the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Well, I'd like to, but I have higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;orders. What we're going to do is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;let you have a day in Hell and a day in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Heaven and then you can choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;whichever one you want to spend an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;eternity in."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Actually, I think I've made up my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I prefer to stay in Heaven",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;said the woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Sorry, we have rules..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And with that St. Peter put the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;executive in an elevator and it went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;down-down-down to hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The doors opened and she found herself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;stepping out onto the putting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;green of a beautiful golf course. In the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;distance was a country club and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;standing in front of her were all her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;friends - fellow executives that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;she had worked with and they were well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;dressed in evening gowns and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;cheering for her. They ran up and kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;her on both cheeks and they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;talked about old times. They played an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;excellent round of golf and at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;night went to the country club where she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;enjoyed an excellent steak and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;lobster dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;She met the Devil who was actually a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;really nice guy (kind of cute) and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;she had a great time telling jokes and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;dancing. She was having such a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;good time that before she knew it, it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;was time to leave. Everybody shook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;her hand and waved goodbye as she got on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;the elevator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The elevator went up-up-up and opened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;back up at the Pearly Gates and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;found St. Peter waiting for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Now it's time to spend a day in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;heaven," he said. So she spent the next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;24 hours lounging around on clouds and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;playing the harp and singing. She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;had great time and before she knew it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;her 24 hours were up and St. Peter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;came and got her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"So, you've spent a day in hell and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;you've spent a day in heaven. Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;you must choose your eternity,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The woman paused for a second and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;replied, "Well, I never thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'd say this, I mean, Heaven has been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;really great and all, but I think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I had a better time in Hell."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So St. Peter escorted her to the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;elevator and again she went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;down-down-down back to Hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;When the doors of the elevator opened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;she found herself standing in a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;desolate wasteland covered in garbage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;and filth. She saw her friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;were dressed in rags and were picking up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;the garbage and putting it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;sacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The Devil came up to her and put his arm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;around her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"I don't understand," stammered the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;woman, "yesterday I was here and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;there was a golf course and a country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;club and we ate lobster and we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;danced and had a great time. Now all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;there is a wasteland of garbage and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;all my friends look miserable."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The Devil looked at her smiled and told...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;" Yesterday we were recruiting you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;today you're an Employee"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-8123541290713135459?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/8123541290713135459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=8123541290713135459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8123541290713135459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/8123541290713135459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/06/someone-posted-this-stuff-on-buletin.html' title='Recruitment'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-4902763784376428881</id><published>2007-06-06T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T02:11:16.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where to go after TOA?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;sigh... i'm really confused right now, i don't know where i wanna further my studies at? Should i go to Australia or maybe the States? darn confused... what i'm afraid of is the design culture in US and AUS is completely different? At first i wana go to US as i had a friend who's gonna go there with me but the prob is i have to study for another 3 freakin' years and i'm so done with studying for so long, tho it's a master degree but still &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Geez... the most is i could only study for is another 2 more years. I've already wasted 2 years of time already... darn... i don't wana spend so much of time in studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Actually, my coll is affiliated with 2 Uni in the States, 1st is Savannah Coll which is in Georgia, and the 2nd one is The Coll of Creative Studies, which is in Michigan. If i wana persue my studies in Savannah, i've gotta study for 3 freakin years where as the Michigan one only need 2 years to complete my degree. If i wana pursue my degree in Aus, then it would be Swinburne in Melbourne. I've thought of going into Monash Uni but it takes 3 years for a degree and they need a strong portfolio to get into the Uni but i don't think my portfolio is strong enough to get me into the Uni. So, forget bout Monash Uni and the last and only choice in Aus is only Swinburne. Actually there's another Uni in Melbourne, which is RMIT, but unfortunately lots of rumors said that their quality in design is getting pretty bad. (No offense but i swear i didn't make it up) So, forget bout that as well. *sob sob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Another prob is, i don't think my dad could afford my study fee in US for 3 years. The most he could afford to pay my tuition fee is only 2 years. So, got a lil' bit of hope in studying in US. I feel so bad that i've wasted so much of his money in paying my tuition fees. Sorry dad. I've told my dad that if it's too expensive and he really can't afford it, might as well i'll do my studies in Aus, it's way mroe cheaper and my mum said it's better for me to go to Aus as my bro is there as well and it's more convenient for her to come and find both her sons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing i'm worry about is i'm afraid i can't get any job in US after i've completed my degree as they're quite strict in hiring foregin people like me after the 911 incident. But all i have to do now is to complete my studies, built a strong portfolio and work hard, no matter where i go, i believe if my portfolio is superb, there will be people who's gonna hire me. And all i know is i dont wana get stuck here in MALAYSIA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*listening to Anonymous by Bobby Valentino ft. Timbaland.. nice song tho... should go n d/l =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-4902763784376428881?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/4902763784376428881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=4902763784376428881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/4902763784376428881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/4902763784376428881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/06/where-to-go-after-toa.html' title='where to go after TOA?'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5519129567315258836.post-7302404101969505609</id><published>2007-06-05T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T20:02:23.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promoter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calvin Klein'/><title type='text'>the CK salesgirl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;went to klcc today with fred n sian chun to do some research on Suria KLCC n try to get their annual report but unfortunately, it's under KLCC Holdings Berhad, which means Suria KLCC doesn't have an annual report except for KLCC Holdings Berhad. While we're lepaking in KLCC, we came across a CK booth cuz they're promoting the latest fragrance esp. fo couples. So, we're curious and we walked towards the booth, there's this salesgal, she come onto us and start telling us that today is the last day and she gave us a sample of the fragrance. So, my friend ask her bout the price and stuff. So, the girl ask him, are you interested in buying the product, my friend then said no because he don't really like the smell of it. Then the salesgirl replied "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;if you don't like it, why do you ask for the price then?&lt;/span&gt;" i was shock when she said so, we're a customer leh, why cant we ask bout the price and test the product before purchasing it (if we really wna buy)? If we don't like the product, you still can't say stuff like that what... *tsk tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, my friend told her that he got a CK, but not this one but that salesgirl heard wrongly and told him that it's impposible because the product had just launched a week ago. My friend didn't even mention that he bought this product, all he said was he got another CK perfume but not this new product. She kept arguing to use and say that this product is new and bla bla bla. You better dig your ear before you reply yea?&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, it's you the one who approach to us and not we apporach to you... How could CK hire such promoter? it's a disgrace wey... sad to say that but you're not pretty and you're short!!! better learn your menace before promoting the product to potential customer... Luckily you never ecnounter customer that are even worst than us, if not, u're really gonna get it fromt them and nobody wll hire you in the upcoming events... better learn girl..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5519129567315258836-7302404101969505609?l=absolutezeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/feeds/7302404101969505609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5519129567315258836&amp;postID=7302404101969505609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7302404101969505609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5519129567315258836/posts/default/7302404101969505609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutezeon.blogspot.com/2007/06/ck-salesgirl.html' title='the CK salesgirl'/><author><name>zeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926718960865383940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gq3pZjh1bWk/TRsFA9Esj8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/BYz3cVqDm_E/S220/60401_420492251886_684741886_5409193_1151035_n03a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
