<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147827131172397665</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 19:56:40 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Lost Soul II</title><description>Yet another blog...</description><link>http://lost-soul2.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (NuckEem)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147827131172397665.post-3398081879280199783</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Dec 2008 10:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-06T22:57:49.959+08:00</atom:updated><title>6th of December 2008</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been a while since my last post(again...). A lot has changed actually but i juz don't feel like writing anything until now. So this is pretty much an update of what's been happening in my life since my life post. And more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STqLp7zK5fI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8Xk5cNKDKnc/s1600-h/13-10-08_0943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STqLp7zK5fI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8Xk5cNKDKnc/s400/13-10-08_0943.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276683465961170418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me: 13th October 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been a month since I resigned from Event Plus Sdn Bhd. There are a few reasons but the main cause is that I don't feel like I can really utilise all that I've learned from my three years of university education. What's the point of studying screen arts if you'll be doing administration and finance? It's not even a creative department. So...&lt;br /&gt;Being a freelance, I'm actually working on a few scripts. Two of them already have a buyer, thank god. And they actually come looking for me. Alhamdulillah... This actually reminds me of a chat session between me and a junior in college. She's taking screen writing and she's worried about getting a job when she finishes her studies. Why? Because of some simple minded fuckers, i repeat, FUCKERS from another faculty that think what they are learning is the only thing that matters to survive in the world. Listen here you assholes, even though you think that you are far superior beings than we are, you guys will also feel the pain if an electric pole is shoved up your asses. So don't piss me off. Leave us be. Yes, we are happy studying in our faculty. What the fuck is wrong with that? Is it wrong to smile while walking to or walking back from classes? Unlike you people, we don't have any stick sticking up our asses that makes us sour faced all the time. And if you think our subject is easy, fuck you! You have no idea. Our screen students have to learn the theory and then shoot the actual visual while studying! Our theatre student go to classes in the morning and then train for hours untill night. Compare to you people who only go to class and go back home at noon. Then books, books, books... Go to hell with your books! Books are useless without expiriences. Learn some respect for knowledge even if you are not interested in it. No wonder there are so many unemployed graduate from your kind of faculty. On the contrary, our graduate starts to make money and receive job offers even before finishing our studies. So wake up you fuckers. Don't hate us because we're happier with our life. Remove stick from butt!! Then maybe your luck will change.&lt;br /&gt;For all my juniors, please be optimistic. Your seniors have been making money doing things that they love long before they graduate. Some even before studying. Living their passion. No matter what people say, finding a job is not hard. Here's a tip: GET TO KNOW PEOPLE! No matter how good your grades are, your reputation is very important. Learn to talk to people other than you boyfriends/girlfriends. It's not a problem to be in love. But lovers also got to eat right? So start making money. And the best way to make money is by doing what you like most. Believe me, the end product will be incredible. The problem with our students, especially girls is the unwillingness to sacrifice some time for education. What's the point of going back to your hometown every weekend? Do you need to be breastfed once a week or something? It's not that you can't go back, but whenever there's an opportunity to learn or experience something beneficial to your studies, you should not let it pass by on account of freaking homesick! Only three reasons for you to go back to your hometown; you haven't gone back for too long(my record is 8 months), you really have something to attend to back there and lastly, you really have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;My life is a mess in terms of daily routine. I wake up in the morning or noon, turn on the laptop and do some writing, stop for lunch, go on the net for a bit, then it's toon time!! Hahaha... for some reason, my friends and i really like to watch Spongebob Squarepants. I don't really know what attracts us to it but my guess is the laughter that it brings. The cartoon that presents a sea sponge as a normal, square, dish-washing sponge started in 1999 and really, really, really become famous worldwide and still going strong. I dunno, he's just an adorable, stupid, yellow, square sponge. For those who doesn't know,  a sea sponge is actually a real creature but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STprtrsJSgI/AAAAAAAAAMg/2Xp9cbL2ksk/s1600-h/puffysponge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STprtrsJSgI/AAAAAAAAAMg/2Xp9cbL2ksk/s400/puffysponge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276648345984125442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a real sea sponge transformed into... TADDA...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STprTPB4MFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jrjlpEz1BlQ/s1600-h/spongebob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STprTPB4MFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jrjlpEz1BlQ/s400/spongebob.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276647891614052434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's really interesting how some ides that might seem too simple can actually turn out BIG!! Another example is a cartoon from Japan. The hyper active, mega-naughty boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STprOwhF90I/AAAAAAAAAMI/x9-0jRxme6k/s1600-h/shin_chan_by_troglod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 374px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STprOwhF90I/AAAAAAAAAMI/x9-0jRxme6k/s400/shin_chan_by_troglod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276647814704002882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SHIN CHAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In terms af drawing, it's hard to believe that this kind of drawing comes from Japan. The origin of manga. The birth country of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STpujtzAW7I/AAAAAAAAANI/d2lDvNxBKpk/s1600-h/slamdunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STpujtzAW7I/AAAAAAAAANI/d2lDvNxBKpk/s400/slamdunk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276651473285962674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SLAMDUNK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STpuZIBFXWI/AAAAAAAAANA/jI49X2n2oWU/s1600-h/sailormoon_logo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STpuZIBFXWI/AAAAAAAAANA/jI49X2n2oWU/s400/sailormoon_logo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276651291345771874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SAILORMOON...(yes, i purposely chose this picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STpuUkyA3kI/AAAAAAAAAM4/HWcY9IkgjZg/s1600-h/InuYasha-cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STpuUkyA3kI/AAAAAAAAAM4/HWcY9IkgjZg/s400/InuYasha-cartoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276651213167844930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;INUYASHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STpuRDYE36I/AAAAAAAAAMw/ud-MbIua8LA/s1600-h/AnimeTV-Naruto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STpuRDYE36I/AAAAAAAAAMw/ud-MbIua8LA/s400/AnimeTV-Naruto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276651152661077922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NARUTO... and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STpuMGKWZAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/viBdAjL7BdQ/s1600-h/10247_bleach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STpuMGKWZAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/viBdAjL7BdQ/s400/10247_bleach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276651067509466114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BLEACH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But somehow, it manages to become as famous as all the animes above. He always manages to find a way to get on his mother's nerve, learning a lot from his dad while his dad learn from him, and coaches his sister to become a female version of himself. Maybe for us grown ups, the portrayal of a naughty child and the ways that he behave and react to other people makes us realize that we sometimes really miss the day that we were careless. And people loved you for it. And as you grow up, everything you do becomes responsibilities. And it keeps coming. Studies, work, family. That's just life. No matter what you chose to do with your life, ordinary people have to face responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;Ordinary... The word reminds me of the last movie that i watched with Mali, Zaidi, Hafiz, Saban and Asyraf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STprK8Tzj9I/AAAAAAAAAMA/96HqVworm7I/s1600-h/geoffgaenslen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STprK8Tzj9I/AAAAAAAAAMA/96HqVworm7I/s400/geoffgaenslen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276647749150019538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The latest installment of the double-O-seven franchise really stirs up the atmosphere. I'm thinking it's mainly because Bond is really losing his identity. Firstly, Bond seems helpless most of the time. The old bond is usually in control. Whatever happens, he always had a way to deal with the situation. But in QOS, Bond is driven by his emotion, lost all sight of his duty and become an ordinary angry person. But that's actually what I like about this movie. It shows a human side of Bond. No matter how smart or diciplined you are, once you snapped, you'll go crazy. Especially for the ones you love. But the thing that really comes to my mind when watching the movie is: where are all the fancy gadget? Those are like the biggest trademark for Bond besides being very clever(not really potrayed in QOS either). All I see is a usual Aston Martin that appeared like a few minute in the beginning and got busted almost right away, and a phone that he used only like one or two times during the movie. But after all said and done, I'd say it's a cool reinvetion of Bond.&lt;br /&gt;On the local side, I'm waiting to see the second movie by KRU Films, Cicakman 2. The first thing that i notice in the second film is the change of Cicakman's costume...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STp9CBqdh2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/RvnbAVkXf6Y/s1600-h/cicakman9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 366px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STp9CBqdh2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/RvnbAVkXf6Y/s400/cicakman9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276667387177699170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CICAKMAN (2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STp9H6yuS3I/AAAAAAAAANY/jiN7zwSSvng/s1600-h/MPPB_06138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STp9H6yuS3I/AAAAAAAAANY/jiN7zwSSvng/s400/MPPB_06138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276667488412519282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CICAKMAN 2 : Planet Hitam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;There are also new characters introduced...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STp9r8pPwWI/AAAAAAAAANg/jrc1p6-dedQ/s1600-h/2806839841_633abecc8d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STp9r8pPwWI/AAAAAAAAANg/jrc1p6-dedQ/s400/2806839841_633abecc8d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276668107384930658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RRAMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And another one called Miss Chief which I fail to find a photo. Sorry....&lt;br /&gt;But what I'm really expecting is an improvement in Yusri's directing. Don't get me wrong. I'm a big fan of KRU ever since I was 8. He's really taken our movie industry to the next level with this CGI shit. But the storyline must also be up to the standard. Cicakman, was his first movie, so it's acceptable. But this time I'm really expecting something more. As he promised in a news article I read a couple of months back, there will be less comedy and more action. Well, I'll hold you it brother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STqAxh2QSZI/AAAAAAAAANo/Da0A-CmYFR8/s1600-h/yusry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STqAxh2QSZI/AAAAAAAAANo/Da0A-CmYFR8/s400/yusry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276671501805832594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THE DIRECTOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Enough of Cicakman 2. The movie's not even out yet so there's not much to say. But I actually like the theme song, Dibius Cinta byMelly Goeslow feat Yusri himself. I'm not really sure who wrote the song or composed it. But it sure have the Indonesian feel to it. I wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STqCQft4V8I/AAAAAAAAANw/jmFWkfhovTs/s1600-h/melly2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STqCQft4V8I/AAAAAAAAANw/jmFWkfhovTs/s400/melly2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276673133321410498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MELLY GOESLOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B8OQh_4J2Dg&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/B8OQh_4J2Dg&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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Enough of Cicakman. Now for a bit of promotion, my theatre club, The Arts Stage Club will be presenting our new product;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STqEnqCABTI/AAAAAAAAAN4/7GCojnIXVUQ/s1600-h/pre-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STqEnqCABTI/AAAAAAAAAN4/7GCojnIXVUQ/s400/pre-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276675730250401074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BERANI MATI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's a story of five soldier(kindda), deciding on what is the best way to win a war. Unlike our previous products, where one of us directed a existing script (usually the work of Malina Manja) such as Ayam Jantan Ayam Betina and Tinggi-tinggi Si Matahari, this time the script is written and directed by our very own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STqG8tpqC0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/ihGqKzm2ZHo/s1600-h/786750520l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STqG8tpqC0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/ihGqKzm2ZHo/s400/786750520l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276678291022547778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FASYALI FADZLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He's 25 years old, originally from Johor. We studied at the same faculty but he majored in acting. Anyway, the training has started and the set construction will be starting soon. You can find out more about the show from the director's blog; &lt;a href="http://vitaminisme.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vitaminisme&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Before my work at the event company ended, I made a new friend. I mean, I made a lot of new friends but she'd become kindda closer than the others. Presenting to you the 20 year old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STqIq0TPhdI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ob8PKzCsFr0/s1600-h/05-10-08_1951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STqIq0TPhdI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ob8PKzCsFr0/s400/05-10-08_1951.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276680182593193426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MOMOY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STqKu86oWeI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/PMzH6Nn-a9k/s1600-h/05-10-08_2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STqKu86oWeI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/PMzH6Nn-a9k/s400/05-10-08_2002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276682452648614370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's cute, she's hot, she's sexy and she loves McFlurry. What else could a boy ask for?  Anyway, we've been out together several times but these days she's been busy with her work, and I'm busy with mine. We keep in touch through the phone though. But whatever it is, there's actually nothing between us. We're just friends and I'm comfortable with that. Why? You'll find out in my next post.&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Owh I almost forgot. There's another thing that we're crazy about these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STprHQ9x9vI/AAAAAAAAAL4/8THRJeqG-iI/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STprHQ9x9vI/AAAAAAAAAL4/8THRJeqG-iI/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276647685975308018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WONDERPETS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They are just cute aren't they? I even used their song as my ringtone. Hahaha... TOODLES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Love.Peace.Respect&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147827131172397665-3398081879280199783?l=lost-soul2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lost-soul2.blogspot.com/2008/12/6th-of-december-2008.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (NuckEem)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/STqLp7zK5fI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8Xk5cNKDKnc/s72-c/13-10-08_0943.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147827131172397665.post-753361581037372180</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Aug 2008 15:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-03T23:12:21.828+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Story Of My Life....</title><description>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KyQCqPSaZb4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KyQCqPSaZb4&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;&lt;br /&gt;Another song that defines me at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CINTA INI MEMBUNUHKU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kau membuat ku berantakan&lt;br /&gt;kau membuat ku tak karuan&lt;br /&gt;kau membuat ku tak berdaya&lt;br /&gt;kau menolakku acuhkan diriku&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;bagaimana caranya untuk&lt;br /&gt;meruntuhkan kerasnya hatimu&lt;br /&gt;ku sadari ku tak sempurna&lt;br /&gt;ku tak seperti yang kau inginkan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;reff:&lt;br /&gt;kau hancurkan aku dengan sikapmu&lt;br /&gt;tak sadarkah kau telah menyakitiku&lt;br /&gt;lelah hati ini meyakinkanmu&lt;br /&gt;cinta ini membunuhku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;bagaimana caranya untuk&lt;br /&gt;meruntuhkan kerasnya hatimu&lt;br /&gt;ku sadari ku tak sempurna&lt;br /&gt;ku tak seperti yang kau inginkan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;back to reff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;lelah hati ini meyakinkanmu&lt;br /&gt;cinta ini membunuhku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Love.Peace.Respect&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147827131172397665-753361581037372180?l=lost-soul2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lost-soul2.blogspot.com/2008/08/story-of-my-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (NuckEem)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147827131172397665.post-7273409754220737452</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 16:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-30T00:53:11.196+08:00</atom:updated><title>I LOVE IT!!</title><description>Cool Song eh..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UboQZvsdmkg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UboQZvsdmkg&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;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andra &amp;amp; The Backbone - Musnah&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bukan, maksud hatiku&lt;br /&gt;acuhkan dirimu&lt;br /&gt;didepan mataku&lt;br /&gt;tapi ku tak bisa lupakan&lt;br /&gt;saat dirimu membuat&lt;br /&gt;diriku terhina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sakit hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Remuk jantungku&lt;br /&gt;Untuk membencimu&lt;br /&gt;Musnahkan cintaku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bukan, maksud hatiku&lt;br /&gt;lenyap senyumku&lt;br /&gt;saat kita bertemu&lt;br /&gt;tapi ku tak bisa singkirkan&lt;br /&gt;enyahkan fikirku&lt;br /&gt;diriku terluka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bukan.. maksud hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Tak bisa singkirkan&lt;br /&gt;Diriku terluka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Musnah, musnah, woooo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Love.Peace.Respect&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147827131172397665-7273409754220737452?l=lost-soul2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lost-soul2.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (NuckEem)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147827131172397665.post-4083718241822817941</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2008 02:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-28T10:38:25.171+08:00</atom:updated><title>KARAOKE NIGHT!!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0tRrO1OeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/r-xLc_u8YtA/s1600-h/DSC01808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0tRrO1OeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/r-xLc_u8YtA/s400/DSC01808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227884524132973026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the smile there? Means I'm going out to have some fun!! Hoping I can just take my mind off "the dream" fror a while. God knows I needed it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0tHNPPHuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Uu5QAJiDfjo/s1600-h/26-07-08_2318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0tHNPPHuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Uu5QAJiDfjo/s400/26-07-08_2318.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227884344282914530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the three angles that helps to brighten my life for the night. From left: Eva, Manje adn Farah. Thanx a million gurls. You have no idea how much you've helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0w7FSJ4wI/AAAAAAAAAJc/qRHxq6-mLQ4/s1600-h/26-07-08_2319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0w7FSJ4wI/AAAAAAAAAJc/qRHxq6-mLQ4/s400/26-07-08_2319.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227888534035751682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gurls are the best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0s1vPHFCI/AAAAAAAAAJE/DoG8BKKiXUk/s1600-h/DSC01807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0s1vPHFCI/AAAAAAAAAJE/DoG8BKKiXUk/s400/DSC01807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227884044171547682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is manje giving her best peformance. You moved me... you moved me... (Clap clap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0ssd7c3EI/AAAAAAAAAI8/d7oZK0npouk/s1600-h/DSC01806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0ssd7c3EI/AAAAAAAAAI8/d7oZK0npouk/s400/DSC01806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227883884906863682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eva with her best pose and facial expression for the night. Didn't know got a theatre audition that night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0sYIFnopI/AAAAAAAAAI0/l1QzGfXvlxc/s1600-h/DSC01803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0sYIFnopI/AAAAAAAAAI0/l1QzGfXvlxc/s400/DSC01803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227883535446549138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Eva keept the mood in the dim with "My Heart" and "Tentang Dia"... But I'm not sure about the pose that Eva gave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0sGCOcW2I/AAAAAAAAAIs/lWuWEed1x3c/s1600-h/26-07-08_2240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0sGCOcW2I/AAAAAAAAAIs/lWuWEed1x3c/s400/26-07-08_2240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227883224635300706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Farah jumped in and rock the scene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0r3mbuIwI/AAAAAAAAAIk/0BdN-fOtbtc/s1600-h/26-07-08_2320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0r3mbuIwI/AAAAAAAAAIk/0BdN-fOtbtc/s400/26-07-08_2320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227882976656630530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the night was over, Manje gave a big finish with a freaky air guitar display!!! All in all, I'd say it's an A++ night!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Love.Peace.Respect&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147827131172397665-4083718241822817941?l=lost-soul2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lost-soul2.blogspot.com/2008/07/karaoke-night.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (NuckEem)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0tRrO1OeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/r-xLc_u8YtA/s72-c/DSC01808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147827131172397665.post-1024103589069342429</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2008 01:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-28T10:10:51.323+08:00</atom:updated><title>MY DREAM...</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0iSsjGw_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/4cKI4nzaX1k/s1600-h/25-07-08_2350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0iSsjGw_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/4cKI4nzaX1k/s400/25-07-08_2350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227872447038407666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ever had that feeling when you are not sure wether you are awake or still asleep? Dreaming the good love? That everything that's happening seems to good to be true? But the most f**ked up part is when you realise that it was a dream after all. It goes away when you finally wake up. But it felt so real that the feeling grips you and refuse to set you free. The pain is to unbearable. Knowing that you have tried so hard and you'd do anything to go back to sleep and live in that dream forever. But it seems now you've got Insomnia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  Its haunting. Every step that you take, the shadow from your dream is right behind you. But when you turn around to see, there's only a dark spot of uncertainty on the ground. And you'll ask yourself; "Why? Why are you following me if you'll never become real?. When will you release me? Let me be!". But then you realise, it is you! You want it so bad, you are not willing to let go of the dream. No! No! No! It's not a matter of will. You just can't. Unable to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  It's a sad state of mind and it's f**king depressing. But being a sad egoistic bastard, you refuse to get help. It's your problem. You handle it yourself! But the truth is, you are hopeless. You can't help it, no one can. You still want to go back to that dreamworld. You want it so bad, that you are refusing to dream about anything else. But come to think of it, a nightmare would take your mind off of it for a while. But still, when you wake up, the blood and slashes are gone, you'll go back to being haunted by that one dream  you just can't stay in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  I WANNA GO TO SLEEP!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Love.Peace.Respect&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147827131172397665-1024103589069342429?l=lost-soul2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lost-soul2.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-dream.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (NuckEem)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SI0iSsjGw_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/4cKI4nzaX1k/s72-c/25-07-08_2350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147827131172397665.post-7676620786001647083</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2008 01:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-21T10:40:53.205+08:00</atom:updated><title>As of June 2008...</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Aloha...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;It's been a while since my last post. Reason? Busy + Lazy!! What else? Anyway, since i have my hands on the net today and nothing much to do, lemme update a bit on what going on with my life these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I just had my convocation last month. Finally after 3 years of classes, I'm free (in a way). But it doesn't really matter coz life as a student was fun for me. Learned a lot back then that you can never really trust anybody. The survival instinct is much more powerful than love, friendship or any relationship there is. Can we be blamed for wanting to survive? I think so, IF our survival means someone else's death (figuratively speaking). It's called sacrifice. But such word don't really have a meaning these days. Right? Yes, I admit. I am the silly naive little (literally) guy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SFxd9YmMoII/AAAAAAAAAHE/yMJjwSC3lUc/s1600-h/l_473d141057fe521d1353e336681d746f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SFxd9YmMoII/AAAAAAAAAHE/yMJjwSC3lUc/s400/l_473d141057fe521d1353e336681d746f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214145777744257154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SFxhg_66dXI/AAAAAAAAAH8/peHLdmEz3t0/s1600-h/l_18289ff756472a76a4369a9446eb173b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SFxhg_66dXI/AAAAAAAAAH8/peHLdmEz3t0/s400/l_18289ff756472a76a4369a9446eb173b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214149688130434418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I think most of you already know that I've already started working for almost 4 month now. Alhamdulillah... Though many doubted that I'll be getting any job after my studies, I started working 3 month before I graduated. Take that!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Anyway, it's an event company that goes by the name Event Plus Sdn. Bhd. It's been operating since 2006 (quite new) doing events mostly for Digi. Yes, the telecomunication company. They did mostly promotion and roadshow and also big events such as Fuyo-RAP and Digi Celebriteen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I started in the company as an event co-ordinator but after 2 month promoted to Talent Manager of the Digi Celebriteen. So my job is to take care of the 5 finalist from the Digi Celebriteen 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I still have a lot to learn. But the truth is, I'm happy to be here. And I'm planning to stay for quite a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SFxg6VxKfzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/EfLpCMniXLg/s1600-h/Alan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SFxg6VxKfzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/EfLpCMniXLg/s400/Alan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214149023980224306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alan Thoo, the big boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SFxg624N8nI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Ca45BmWL3Ns/s1600-h/19-04-08_2016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SFxg624N8nI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Ca45BmWL3Ns/s400/19-04-08_2016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214149032868180594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fuyo-RAP with my part timers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SFxg6ledKFI/AAAAAAAAAHc/EDe7CSp58ME/s1600-h/DCT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SFxg6ledKFI/AAAAAAAAAHc/EDe7CSp58ME/s400/DCT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214149028196722770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The Kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I've also moved to a new place. Nearer to the office. Reason: I'm not doing anymore job for my theatre club, so it won't be nice to stay at the clubhouse. Not that I don't want to but most of the time I got my hands full. Sorry guys. I know some of you misunderstood or just lack the ability of understanding or maybe something else. Whatever... I'm earning my life. Yes it's been hard and it's going to get harder but it satisfies me to know that I'm paying for my own rental, buying my own food, paying for my own bills etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Anyway, I'm staying with 2 friends. Uni whose been in college with me for 3 years, and her bf Boy. We've just moved in for about a week so not much has been done to the house yet. But we're working on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SFxg6dcmOgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/wrw05C7RyuE/s1600-h/Uni+%26+Boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SFxg6dcmOgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/wrw05C7RyuE/s400/Uni+%26+Boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214149026041444866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;My housemates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;A few days ago, a friend from Kluang came to KL. we went out that night. It was so cool to meet her after 5 years! It's almost unbelievable! Anyway, we went around KL, talking about stuff and ends our jurney at the Kota Damansara 24 hours KFC. Haha... Then I sent her back to her friend's home and then I went back to my crib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SFxhg63Xe7I/AAAAAAAAAH0/ltNKtoYyu3U/s1600-h/20071129_014__001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SFxhg63Xe7I/AAAAAAAAAH0/ltNKtoYyu3U/s400/20071129_014__001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214149686773382066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fazilah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SFxn_c7_NtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6ZlkeKqXpdE/s1600-h/18-06-08_024010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SFxn_c7_NtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6ZlkeKqXpdE/s400/18-06-08_024010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214156808385410770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;After KFC. Burp...! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Me scuzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;That's all for now. I'll try to update more regularly (yeah right!). Toodles!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Love.Peace.Respect&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147827131172397665-7676620786001647083?l=lost-soul2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lost-soul2.blogspot.com/2008/06/as-of-june-2008.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (NuckEem)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/SFxd9YmMoII/AAAAAAAAAHE/yMJjwSC3lUc/s72-c/l_473d141057fe521d1353e336681d746f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147827131172397665.post-8849805034448284943</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Feb 2007 19:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-05T15:15:33.890+08:00</atom:updated><title>PICNIC!!!</title><description>Thank GOD!! After all, I got to have fun. Real fun! Sunday, 11th February 2007, 8.30 am, 4 cars move out from Puncak Perdana heading to Air Terjun Sungai Gabai in Semenyih, Selangor. Took us about an hour to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Amer drived Faliq, Jaq and Fasyali in his car, Mira drived Zaidi, Ajun, Naz and I in her car, Lan drived Azhar, Budi, Adi (Budi's brother) and Dek Yan in Budi's car, and Baby drived Mali, Jaja, Lala and Ciput in her car. So there were 19 of us.&lt;br /&gt;We had Nasi Lemak as breakfast as soon as we arrived, and then straight into the water.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Our activities that day besides playing in the water included mummifying our friends, blowing out candies from a plate full of flour and eating hanged bananas using only your our mouths.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun. Thank you to Amer who put an effort to make this picnic possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIZvob95pI/AAAAAAAAACQ/23HTrAXv0qo/s1600-h/CIMG1190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIZvob95pI/AAAAAAAAACQ/23HTrAXv0qo/s400/CIMG1190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031112039825532562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Filling petrol at Petronas TTDI, Seksyen 13, Shah Alam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIa_Ib95qI/AAAAAAAAACY/HvDK8acWcZE/s1600-h/11-02-07_0951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIa_Ib95qI/AAAAAAAAACY/HvDK8acWcZE/s400/11-02-07_0951.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031113405625132706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the car with big smiled Zaidi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIb5Ib95rI/AAAAAAAAACg/q2J5eLLmsWs/s1600-h/11-02-07_0955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIb5Ib95rI/AAAAAAAAACg/q2J5eLLmsWs/s400/11-02-07_0955.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031114402057545394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the car with Ajun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIc7ob95sI/AAAAAAAAACo/gKvBJRsfp58/s1600-h/CIMG1197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIc7ob95sI/AAAAAAAAACo/gKvBJRsfp58/s400/CIMG1197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031115544518846146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arrival post by (from left) Budi, Dek Yan, Jaja, Lala Ciput and Baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIeWIb95tI/AAAAAAAAACw/Nquu4ZVYY2Y/s1600-h/CIMG1210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIeWIb95tI/AAAAAAAAACw/Nquu4ZVYY2Y/s400/CIMG1210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031117099297007314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Setting up our site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIfhIb95uI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7WtKqpaCqW8/s1600-h/CIMG1219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIfhIb95uI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7WtKqpaCqW8/s400/CIMG1219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031118387787196130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Breakfast time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIgkob95vI/AAAAAAAAADA/itzSxwZfMsE/s1600-h/CIMG1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIgkob95vI/AAAAAAAAADA/itzSxwZfMsE/s400/CIMG1221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031119547428366066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Breakfast on the rocks!! Haha... (Faliq &amp; Zaidi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME TO GET WET!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIiFIb95wI/AAAAAAAAADI/FbN3A3qJOF4/s1600-h/CIMG1237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIiFIb95wI/AAAAAAAAADI/FbN3A3qJOF4/s400/CIMG1237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031121205285742338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Say cheese!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIjr4b95yI/AAAAAAAAADY/UakA9-wPoJQ/s1600-h/CIMG1235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIjr4b95yI/AAAAAAAAADY/UakA9-wPoJQ/s400/CIMG1235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031122970517301026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boyband on the rocks!! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIkvIb95zI/AAAAAAAAADg/LY1RNzYbfxo/s1600-h/DSC03935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIkvIb95zI/AAAAAAAAADg/LY1RNzYbfxo/s400/DSC03935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031124125863503666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found some waterfall beavers... :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIlwob950I/AAAAAAAAADo/GOrBm1Xoh2Q/s1600-h/CIMG1281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIlwob950I/AAAAAAAAADo/GOrBm1Xoh2Q/s400/CIMG1281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031125251144935234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What's a waterfall without a splash?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdImjob951I/AAAAAAAAADw/jDpIFM-potQ/s1600-h/CIMG1291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdImjob951I/AAAAAAAAADw/jDpIFM-potQ/s400/CIMG1291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031126127318263634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Helping each other with the hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAME TIME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIo-Yb952I/AAAAAAAAAD4/bxw_WP7XhkY/s1600-h/CIMG1252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIo-Yb952I/AAAAAAAAAD4/bxw_WP7XhkY/s400/CIMG1252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031128785903019874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're making mummies!! Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIqD4b953I/AAAAAAAAAEA/B3s9VBoV5JA/s1600-h/CIMG1251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIqD4b953I/AAAAAAAAAEA/B3s9VBoV5JA/s400/CIMG1251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031129979903928178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TEAM A with Ajun as their mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIrg4b954I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ScyPD1aNAro/s1600-h/CIMG1258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIrg4b954I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ScyPD1aNAro/s400/CIMG1258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031131577631762306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TEAM B. Guess who's the posing mummy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdItKIb956I/AAAAAAAAAEY/g58aX2oEojU/s1600-h/CIMG1256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdItKIb956I/AAAAAAAAAEY/g58aX2oEojU/s400/CIMG1256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031133385812993954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TEAM C with the cutest mummy, Lala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIsaob955I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gyxpGvfoeoQ/s1600-h/CIMG1254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIsaob955I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gyxpGvfoeoQ/s400/CIMG1254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031132569769207698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TEAM D with their winning mummy, Syali!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIt7Yb957I/AAAAAAAAAEg/N7I3qn_ccW8/s1600-h/CIMG1292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIt7Yb957I/AAAAAAAAAEg/N7I3qn_ccW8/s400/CIMG1292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031134231921551282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Second game, blowing out candies from flour. TEAM A won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIu1Yb958I/AAAAAAAAAEo/fUgIK-KJ83U/s1600-h/CIMG1298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIu1Yb958I/AAAAAAAAAEo/fUgIK-KJ83U/s400/CIMG1298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031135228353963970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Floured happy faces!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GAMES ARE OVER, BUT THE DAY AIN'T YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIwG4b959I/AAAAAAAAAEw/967E2KTf6EY/s1600-h/DSC03954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIwG4b959I/AAAAAAAAAEw/967E2KTf6EY/s400/DSC03954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031136628513302482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Relax on the rocks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIw2Yb95-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/PTLSre6MhAM/s1600-h/DSC03955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIw2Yb95-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/PTLSre6MhAM/s400/DSC03955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031137444557088738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Best photo of the picnic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIxeob95_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/F0Oax3UC2yk/s1600-h/DSC03959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIxeob95_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/F0Oax3UC2yk/s400/DSC03959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031138136046823410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cinta Terakhir is in the air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIyN4b96AI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UJR_xjPmsRA/s1600-h/DSC03964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIyN4b96AI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UJR_xjPmsRA/s400/DSC03964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031138947795642370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feelings on the stairs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We changed and move out from the waterfall around 2.30pm, grab a lunch at a roadside laksa stall on the way and reaches college around 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Love.Peace.Respect&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147827131172397665-8849805034448284943?l=lost-soul2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lost-soul2.blogspot.com/2007/02/picnic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (NuckEem)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RdIZvob95pI/AAAAAAAAACQ/23HTrAXv0qo/s72-c/CIMG1190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147827131172397665.post-8039450593024876345</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Feb 2007 13:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-04T22:21:01.153+08:00</atom:updated><title>LUCKY 7..!!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Introducing the craziest fools ever..., the only people that can put a smile on my face and really make me laugh...sincerely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RcXkvL_ZdkI/AAAAAAAAACE/fh3pLz0P6VQ/s1600-h/DSCN38762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RcXkvL_ZdkI/AAAAAAAAACE/fh3pLz0P6VQ/s400/DSCN38762.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027676058352711234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Top, from left: Syali, Lan, Mali, Azhar &amp; Zaidi.&lt;br /&gt;Bottom, from left: Abg Dat &amp;amp; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;All of us are studying in the Faculty of Artistic and Creative Technology.  This picture were taken during the Kalut Restage photoshoot. (Explains the black and white...) We're all housemates. Here's a a little introduction, sorted by age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABG DAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The eldest among us. Hehehe. 27 this year. From Jitra Kedah. Studying in Diploma in Acting in the  same  faculty  I'm in.  Same intake, Nov 2004. Currently in part 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SYALI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;24 years old. From Kota Tinggi, Johor. Same class as Abg Dat. Kindda skinny.... nop, really skinny actually. Not drugs, just a surgery he had. And ever since, he has been trying to gain weight in vein.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;23 years old. From Kangar, Perlis. Taking Diploma in Screen Arts. The saddest among the seven. Still trying to find myself i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My bro. 22 years old. From Kuching, Sarawak. Same class as me. Doesn't even look Malay actually. But a lot better than some Malay looking Malay. Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AZHAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;An acting student. 22 years old from Segamat, Johor. Already in Part 8. Super duper senior. Hehehe. Just moved in but he fits in well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ZAIDI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Also an acting student. Same age as Azhar and Lan. From JB, Johor. Part 8 like Azhar. Moved in with Azhar and it's been really fun bro!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MALI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A theater management student. Same intake as me, Abg Dat, Lan and Syali. The youngest though. 21 years old from Alor Setar, Kedah. Known Abg Dat even before studying here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the line up for the Lucky 7. I't been really great you guys!! Thanks!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Love.Peace.Respect&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147827131172397665-8039450593024876345?l=lost-soul2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lost-soul2.blogspot.com/2007/02/lucky-7.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (NuckEem)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RcXkvL_ZdkI/AAAAAAAAACE/fh3pLz0P6VQ/s72-c/DSCN38762.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147827131172397665.post-4492493622680477667</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Feb 2007 13:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-04T21:44:59.617+08:00</atom:updated><title>DAMNN!!!</title><description>It's been a while since my last post. No other reason, just LAYYYYZEEE....!!! It's the 4th week of my 5th semester and I'm still @#&amp;%#&amp;*. I got a lotta things at hand but I'm feeling down now. GRHHH....!!! What's happening to me? I just hate this feeling of being lonely. There's a lotta people around me but none of them is real. Everybody's so... PLASTIC including me. Everyday I went to class with no make up but still i manage a terrific fake smile. S**t! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say it's ok to be selfish sometimes. If you want something so badly, screw friends! F**k brotherhood! Who cares? As long as you get what you want. But what's the meaning of success if you have no one to share it with? You'll just end up being something I hate most, a LONELY SON OF A B**CH! OK maybe you won't be lonely but you'll be left with your own kind. The kind of people who'll stab you in the back the first chance they get.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I still believe that the only way to a a real success is together. Where not everybody's a winner but everybody's happy. Is it possible or am I a total dreaming fool? Even some so called professionals are saying that money's more important than anything. But I still can't make up my mind. It's hard to give up my love for family, friends and arts for something so HAZARDOUS as MONEY!! And I don't think it's ok to hurt or use someone for your own happiness. So you hurt someone to feel good. To anybody's who's been living this kindda life, F**K YOU!! No matter how successful you become, you're still no taller than my ankle to me. I'll always look down on you. You don't deserve this life you're given. Drop dead!! But that's just me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REAL S**T REALLY STINKS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Love.Peace.Respect&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147827131172397665-4492493622680477667?l=lost-soul2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lost-soul2.blogspot.com/2007/02/damnn.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (NuckEem)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147827131172397665.post-8423914998621394705</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Dec 2006 12:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-13T20:54:17.039+08:00</atom:updated><title>BIZZZZZZZZZZY...!!!</title><description>It's been a while. But I'm still busy with a theatre competition. I'm in the set department. So everyday from morning till night, I'll be at the workshop. There's not much let to be done but I've gotten very tanned along the way. All the actors are busy with practise at the studio. Everybody's very busy at the studio, at the workshop or going out to get stuff. We'll be doing an adaptation from Roy Coonie's "Run for Your Wife" - KALUT(Malay adaptation). It's a comedy. Those who are interested, you are all welcomed to see the show.&lt;br /&gt;MAKUM Theatre Festival&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Dewan Tunku Canselor, Universiti Malaya (UM)&lt;br /&gt;Date: 18 - 24 December 2006&lt;br /&gt;Time: 3pm - 5pm / 9pm - 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;Our show will be on the 21st afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;OK then, I have a meeting to attend tonight. Hope these pictures will tell enough about what we've been doing.&lt;br /&gt;p/s: more about our play - http://teaterkalut.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_1kIXAlEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Tt2t07Vwens/s1600-h/Picture(8).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_1kIXAlEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Tt2t07Vwens/s320/Picture(8).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007991311727367234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_0uoXAlDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uEw6igHMpT8/s1600-h/Picture(6).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_0uoXAlDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uEw6igHMpT8/s320/Picture(6).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007990392604365874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_2xYXAlLI/AAAAAAAAABM/58Wi7vJJndc/s1600-h/NEW+(63).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_2xYXAlLI/AAAAAAAAABM/58Wi7vJJndc/s320/NEW+(63).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007992638872261810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_2noXAlKI/AAAAAAAAABE/y3lBSwTb32M/s1600-h/NEW+(49)2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_2noXAlKI/AAAAAAAAABE/y3lBSwTb32M/s320/NEW+(49)2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007992471368537250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_2dIXAlJI/AAAAAAAAAA8/RxEIjlcVBuw/s1600-h/05122006902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_2dIXAlJI/AAAAAAAAAA8/RxEIjlcVBuw/s320/05122006902.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007992290979910802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_2UIXAlII/AAAAAAAAAA0/RP_KvTXM_Y8/s1600-h/05122006909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_2UIXAlII/AAAAAAAAAA0/RP_KvTXM_Y8/s320/05122006909.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007992136361088130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_2HoXAlHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lJEeL0WmyKQ/s1600-h/03122006864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_2HoXAlHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lJEeL0WmyKQ/s320/03122006864.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007991921612723314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_1-oXAlGI/AAAAAAAAAAk/g55ILUxPhhg/s1600-h/Studio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_1-oXAlGI/AAAAAAAAAAk/g55ILUxPhhg/s320/Studio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007991766993900642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_11YXAlFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/TL3UoHsymrg/s1600-h/Picture(12).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_11YXAlFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/TL3UoHsymrg/s320/Picture(12).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007991608080110674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_3JoXAlMI/AAAAAAAAABU/CsscyksnwDc/s1600-h/NEW+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_3JoXAlMI/AAAAAAAAABU/CsscyksnwDc/s320/NEW+(1).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007993055484089538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Love.Peace.Respect&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147827131172397665-8423914998621394705?l=lost-soul2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lost-soul2.blogspot.com/2006/12/bizzzzzzzzzzy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (NuckEem)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNxBE9bmyHU/RX_1kIXAlEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Tt2t07Vwens/s72-c/Picture(8).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147827131172397665.post-3666230958829920896</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Nov 2006 21:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-26T05:28:16.655+08:00</atom:updated><title>After All These Years...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One of my favorite song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;After All These Years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Breathe in the night&lt;br /&gt;That crushed a tired sunrise&lt;br /&gt;Born again the day&lt;br /&gt;Brings young naivety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A laptop souvenir is worth its weight&lt;br /&gt;In silver a golden son&lt;br /&gt;You'll be home again&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be home again                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mend in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;I'm boxing under water&lt;br /&gt;Waddle on the wake&lt;br /&gt;Waking on a summer day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After all these years&lt;br /&gt;Forget about all the troubled times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; And every father's pain&lt;br /&gt;Casts a shadow over a broken son&lt;br /&gt;You'll be whole again&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be whole again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Munificent, artless and ascetic&lt;br /&gt;Playing like a scared&lt;br /&gt;Enthusiastic pawn            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All those years&lt;br /&gt;I was hurting to feel&lt;br /&gt;Something more than life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;© D. Johns 2001  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iHYDUzBq27Q"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iHYDUzBq27Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Love.Peace.Respect&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147827131172397665-3666230958829920896?l=lost-soul2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lost-soul2.blogspot.com/2006/11/after-all-these-years-breathe-in-night.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (NuckEem)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147827131172397665.post-7043723583770284110</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Nov 2006 15:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-26T09:27:54.613+08:00</atom:updated><title>EXTREME DAY!!</title><description>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:130%;" &gt;Last Friday, I after staying up all night, I went to Bukit Kiara Extreme Centre to watch  a wall climbing competition. I'm not a big fan because I'm not a really competitive kind of person when it comes to sports. Really. I prefer more relaxing activities such as camping, hiking and kayaking. Anyway, I went there because a friend from my hometown was there competing and I was there to give her some support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:130%;" &gt;I can't really say how I started the day since I never ended the previous day. So let's  just say I started driving out of the college around 7.30am. And I arrived at Bukit Kiara around 8.30am. It's kind of surprising that I managed to get there so quick considering it's my first time driving there and I relied entirely on signboards. (lucky brat!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:130%;" &gt;My friend arrived at the Centre around 9.30am and the competition started around 11.00am. (damn!!) It started so late that I only get to see the women's first qualifying round. Then I had to go back at 12.00 noon. But it's OK since I get to see my friend. I got home around 1.00pm and I went straight to bed. I was so tired that woke up around 10.00pm. I was planning to post this that very day but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:130%;" &gt;Here are some pictures from that day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Idah, my hometown friend.&lt;br /&gt;Well she lost that day... Better luck next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/609/750467179098193/1600/40845/Picture%285%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/609/750467179098193/320/425484/Picture%285%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;That's her boyfriend smiling back there. (Sorry guys...hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/609/750467179098193/1600/650499/Picture%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/609/750467179098193/320/15309/Picture%281%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Love.Peace.Respect&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147827131172397665-7043723583770284110?l=lost-soul2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lost-soul2.blogspot.com/2006/11/extreme-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (NuckEem)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147827131172397665.post-9024662762811108950</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Nov 2006 22:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-30T03:44:01.234+08:00</atom:updated><title>Here In My Room</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;information, I'm currently studying Screen Arts in a local university. I'm in the 4th semester and one of my individual assignment for our Music Video subject was to come up with a creative music video.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;No typical love stories allowed. After a few days of pondering and planning, this is what I came up with using the song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;ere In My Roo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Incubus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;. It's a little blurry since I only used my webcam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;to shoot and Windows Movie Maker to do the editing. And yes, that's me in the video. But our lecturer said it's the idea&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;that matters.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;So enjoy the show and do comment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ylYKmYb3HmU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ylYKmYb3HmU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Love.Peace.Respect&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147827131172397665-9024662762811108950?l=lost-soul2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lost-soul2.blogspot.com/2006/11/here-in-my-room.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (NuckEem)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147827131172397665.post-2223339276826165457</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Nov 2006 10:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-26T05:06:28.304+08:00</atom:updated><title>GREETINGS!!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;After spending about 7 hours in front of my laptop. I finally got the right look for my latest blog, Lost Soul II. But I still have a few more features coming up soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Some of the things u can expect from Lost Soul II:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my life updates - I'll be updating about my current activities and everything that happens from time to time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;talks on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;arts etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;song lyrics - I'll also be posting songs that somehow manage to touch me and share. maybe even discuss lyrics that i don't really comprehend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    My posts are open for comments from anybody on the net. And if you have something you'd like to talk about, feel free to suggest the topic and I'll be happy to start a post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    In the mean time, feel free to wonder round, peeking into my profile here, in myspace, friendster and friendster blog, browse my photos or visit my favorite sites or my friend's blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Love.Peace.Respect&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6147827131172397665-2223339276826165457?l=lost-soul2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lost-soul2.blogspot.com/2006/11/greetings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (NuckEem)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>