<?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-1406405256409817376</id><updated>2011-07-07T13:19:14.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Ekphrasis</title><subtitle type='html'>My life, my thoughts, my mind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-1483630243256952700</id><published>2010-10-01T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T02:46:43.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Someone save me from the nothing I've become, where I’ve become so numb without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-evanescence-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-1483630243256952700?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/1483630243256952700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=1483630243256952700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/1483630243256952700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/1483630243256952700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2010/10/fallen.html' title='Fallen'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-64036056693197957</id><published>2010-04-30T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T22:20:25.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So we keep running running running away</title><content type='html'>What significance does it bear anymore if there is no trust?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How reliable would these words be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so difficult to understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will that someday come if not now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's the decider that these ridiculous facts were the truth anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are those spoken words mere echoes in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were the intentions at the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was I so blind to even see that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will those times spent be replaced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did these resemblance become deja vu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that my life seemed to be stuck in time and seems to be repeating itself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was it who came to take notice of those difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions questions. It never ends. Must be the weather. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just like the jester who weeps every night. I'm sick of it if you're not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-64036056693197957?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/64036056693197957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=64036056693197957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/64036056693197957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/64036056693197957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-we-keep-running-running-running-away.html' title='So we keep running running running away'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-6570800022674359780</id><published>2010-03-07T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T08:54:50.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old and New</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a while. Haven't the blogging mood or even the time to blog. But hei, here's a little update. Uni's started. People are great, and boy, Taylors Lakeside can be describe with one word. BIG. But as always, Taylors taylors, it's not completely done, but they got the students in already with ONE cafeteria and TWO cafes while the campus is stuck though in Sunway but seems to be really sesat surrounded by squatters area. Can see cow kandang around*or even smell, oh joy * and hear chickens crowing early in the morning. There is no other stalls or and source of food around. So the Taylors cafeterias and gonna be earning lots coz they're the only source of food. And becoz of that, it's really really packed during lunch hours. Long line queue. Not fun at all. =\ And not all parts of the campus are quite done. There several noticeable patches of cement walls that werent paint. It really makes wanna go to the construction workers and say "Dude, you missed a Big spot there man" -.- Half of Taylors is completed but the otherside where the commercial area is suppose to be isn't completed. There's supposed to be a swimming pool there. :D And the lakeside, is really breezy. Good spot to emo much or even attempt suicide. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things are great for now. Lectures are wonderful. Lecturers are for some reason more animated and semangat den the ones we normally get from Pre-U. Maybe it's the requirement from UniSA I guess. Either way, thank God. I can't imagine all the lecturers being unfriendly. 2 hours lecture can be longer than it seems. And so yea, cny has just passed. It's a pretty quiet one this year for a reason. So cny isn't as fun as it always has been like the previous years *even though i still get the ang paos ;D* But at least mahjong session remained. Oh joy, i only get to play that once a year. Haha. Nyways, it's late and i have classes tmrw. Till i update next time den. Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-6570800022674359780?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/6570800022674359780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=6570800022674359780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/6570800022674359780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/6570800022674359780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2010/03/old-and-new.html' title='Old and New'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-6318317348362324379</id><published>2010-01-15T22:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:57:59.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Previous Day</title><content type='html'>Before you, my life was a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars - points of light and reason..... And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there were brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn't see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything. True enough, I live in darkness now. Only difference was, it's darker. I'm more lost than ever before. Things will never be the same again. I just know it wouldn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-6318317348362324379?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/6318317348362324379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=6318317348362324379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/6318317348362324379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/6318317348362324379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2010/01/previous-day.html' title='Previous Day'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-226246080021337613</id><published>2009-12-31T08:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T08:42:03.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>Happy new year ppl! Hope you all have a great year ahead. =) All the best to everyone. Cheers to 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yes i finally updated. ;p*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-226246080021337613?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/226246080021337613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=226246080021337613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/226246080021337613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/226246080021337613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-7161800444285456506</id><published>2009-11-15T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T04:15:25.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="content_2"&gt;No one wants to wake up to an empty home&lt;br /&gt;No one ever wants to be alone&lt;br /&gt;It's not so easy to let them go&lt;br /&gt;The ones that you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're gone, who will make me smile?&lt;br /&gt;Who will pick me up when I fall down?&lt;br /&gt;Who will be there to tell me right from wrong?&lt;br /&gt;I regret letting you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this vacancy in my heart&lt;br /&gt;There's just something that's always tearing me apart&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I ever let you go&lt;br /&gt;Now, there is no one to bear with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I wake up thinking it'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you promised me that, you'd come back some day&lt;br /&gt;My heart is throbbing but I will wait&lt;br /&gt;And I'll try... to stay strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will always miss you&lt;br /&gt;But I can't take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;What if your that one they said&lt;br /&gt;That passed away, oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this vacancy in my heart&lt;br /&gt;There's just something that's always tearing me apart&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I ever let you go&lt;br /&gt;Now, there's no one to bear with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you and love you and I will hold on&lt;br /&gt;And I know there's a chance that you will come back, oh ooh&lt;br /&gt;And I dream of the day that you'd come back home&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this vacancy in my heart&lt;br /&gt;There's just something that's always tearing me apart&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I ever let you go&lt;br /&gt;Now, there's no one to bear with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this vacancy in my heart&lt;br /&gt;There's just something that's always tearing me apart&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I ever let you go&lt;br /&gt;Now, there's no one to bear with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-7161800444285456506?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/7161800444285456506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=7161800444285456506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/7161800444285456506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/7161800444285456506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2009/11/vacancy.html' title='Vacancy'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-224011830416938665</id><published>2009-08-26T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:01:43.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carbohydrateness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Craving for gardenia bread with margarine and banana. X) Weirdy me. Oh, a random fact I've heard. Bananas help in removing nicotine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;The B6, B12 they contain, as well as the potassium and magnesium found in them, help the body recover from the effects of nicotine withdrawal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;. Meaning if you have nicotine in your body, it helps and accelerates the removal of nicotine from your body. Which also means, it helps to reduce addiction to cigarettes or any other nicotine products. So why not try this out dear smokers out there? X) Bananas are cool. Heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-224011830416938665?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/224011830416938665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=224011830416938665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/224011830416938665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/224011830416938665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2009/08/carbohydrateness.html' title='Carbohydrateness'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-3113116513011187933</id><published>2009-07-21T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T07:21:32.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought I knew</title><content type='html'>People are like food cans. However attractive the wrappers are, it's the food people in the end realized that really matters. I live in a world full of food cans. Period&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-3113116513011187933?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/3113116513011187933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=3113116513011187933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/3113116513011187933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/3113116513011187933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-thought-i-knew.html' title='I thought I knew'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-4286026691697709348</id><published>2009-06-18T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T10:10:46.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Euclidean</title><content type='html'>Should my blog be organic. It would have been rotten ages ago. -.- Sorry for the hiatus, been rather busy. But what the heck, it's freedom now. X) And now another end to another studying life. The end of A levels life. I'm really gonna miss those guys. PM3 rawks. Though we all came from different paths of life, we still manage to unify as a family of PM3. Something I'm truly proud of. After all, it's the effort to bring the class together that counts. =) Everyone of them made my day every time I step into the class. The crazy, lame yet i just cant stop laughing jokes they crap out of randomness are one of the things i'm really gonna miss. May we all keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And currently, I'm jobless and aimless. ;S I've honestly nothing to do other than helping mum with chores and.. perhaps going out with the old buddies for some outing. And we dun do much. Watching a movie pretty much occupies most of the time of the outing.  *Other than Faris' camwhoring moments, which doesn't apply to me* Facebook doesn not seem to be as interesting as it was when we were supposed to be busy study and getting prepared with our exams. -.- Lesser inbox spams by Facebook which is a good and bad thing. I dunno which way to look at it but, one thing for sure, I'm bored. =(  Thankfully for the upcoming class trip though. It'll be one of the last times we the PM3s are gonna be hanging around with each other, I guess. After this, we'll be all over the place. Actually mostly in Aussie and UK, but still, they're everywhere. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been movie marathon for me so far. Been trying to catch up with the movies I've missed throughout the college life. And the most recent movie I've watched is Knowing AND gosh, that movie is serious a WTF movie. XD There are few scenes that really make you go OMG, WTH, WTF , HOLY S***, and etc etc. lol I think the last part was the ultimate WTF. Not gonna spoil for those who hasn't watch yet. But if you ask me, i think it's entertaining. There are some good suspense in the movie which keeps the entertaining going on. So overall, it's a good movie. Other than that, Lady in the Water was the other movie I've watched. Not bad, I would say the main actress choosen for the Narf character was indeed a good choice. She had the right looks and features for the character and her acting wasn't bad. It really suited her character being the lost and timid one. And yes, I've noticed the movie was old, but Davi told me it was a good movie, so I just downloaded it to watch to kill my boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late and I cant sleep. I've been sleeping quite late consistently during the exam period. Now my bedtime becomes late as well. I can't sleep any earlier nowadays. I'll just end up staring at the ceiling for GOD knows how long and then may be dream a little before going to sleep. The exams lasted for one month. It was rather irritating actually. ONE MONTH. I've lost that much of time in my life which could have been better off spend somewhere else? Cambridge boleh! Oh wait, they're english people. YES CAMBRIDGE CAN! &gt;____&gt; now that sounds so america-and obama-ish. Maybe I am too Malaysian for my own good for going with all the Lah, Leh, Liao and the Mah. -.- I'm really syok sendiri here. Coz I'm really bored. Somebody entertain me! ;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, maybe I'll go continue watching a movie. Let's see which movie is down downloading... hhmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm glad it worked out fine. I wouldn't have wanted to regret walking out with it staying that way. At least things are much better now. I can breath out comfortably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-4286026691697709348?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/4286026691697709348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=4286026691697709348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/4286026691697709348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/4286026691697709348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2009/06/euclidean.html' title='Euclidean'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-6604894338978736360</id><published>2009-06-08T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T04:40:57.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BKEBqx3orRY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/BKEBqx3orRY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/1406405256409817376-6604894338978736360?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/6604894338978736360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=6604894338978736360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/6604894338978736360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/6604894338978736360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s over.'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-4606789867233408130</id><published>2009-05-23T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T06:19:36.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm really sorry about that day. I really wasn't myself. Had some rather tough time with myself. Sorry? =(&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/1406405256409817376-4606789867233408130?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/4606789867233408130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=4606789867233408130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/4606789867233408130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/4606789867233408130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-really-sorry-about-that-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-9032529057076476133</id><published>2009-05-20T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:11:57.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mYbHNeiYBWA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&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/mYbHNeiYBWA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitomi no oku ga boyake te mie nai&lt;br /&gt;kokoro no soko no kimochi wa aru no ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekai no subete wo te ni shi ta toshite mo&lt;br /&gt;sore ga anata no shiawase na no ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? kodoku na sora wo miageru no ?&lt;br /&gt;Why? waratte mise te yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kotoba ni suru no ga heta na&lt;br /&gt;anata no seikaku wakaru kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tooi mukashi ni nani ga atta no ?&lt;br /&gt;shisen wo sorasu anata no hitomi ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hitori de samishii yoru ni dakishime rareru&lt;br /&gt;sonna atataka sa shitteru ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? doushite katachi ni kodawaru no ?&lt;br /&gt;Why? kokoro wo hirai te&lt;br /&gt;ookina nimotsu wo seotta&lt;br /&gt;anata wo ukeire rareru chikara&lt;br /&gt;aru wa shinji te mi te ?&lt;br /&gt;Ohh..Yeaahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiyuu na hito wa bukiyou de ?&lt;br /&gt;jiyuu na hito wa fuan de ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? kodoku na sora wo miageru no ?&lt;br /&gt;Why? waratte mise te yo&lt;br /&gt;kotoba ni suru no ga heta na&lt;br /&gt;anata no seikaku wakaru kara&lt;br /&gt;shinji te mi te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The haze beyond your eyes clouds my sight,&lt;br /&gt;Are there feelings lying at the bottom of your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if the whole world was yours,&lt;br /&gt;Would that bring you happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you  stare up at the lonesome sky?&lt;br /&gt;Why, let's see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're like,&lt;br /&gt;How you aren't good at putting things into words, so why not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened in days long past?&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes, as turn your gaze away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know of such a warmth,&lt;br /&gt;One that can embrace you on those lonely nights by yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you so worked up on appearances?&lt;br /&gt;Why, open up your heart&lt;br /&gt;I know you've had a heavy cross to bear,&lt;br /&gt;But I've got the strength to accept you&lt;br /&gt;So why not try believing in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The free are awkward...&lt;br /&gt;The free are anxious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you look up at the lonesome sky?&lt;br /&gt;Why, let's see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're like,&lt;br /&gt;How you aren't good at putting thing into words&lt;br /&gt;So why not try believing in me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-9032529057076476133?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/9032529057076476133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=9032529057076476133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/9032529057076476133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/9032529057076476133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2009/05/hitomi-no-oku-ga-boyake-te-mie-nai.html' title='Why'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-5809635215157382</id><published>2009-04-29T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T06:39:23.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sky and Earth</title><content type='html'>These are the two movies that I'm dying to watch. The OST for Sky Crawler ( Music Composer Kawai Kenji) are superb! I loved it even before watching them.  The storyline seems cool too. Origin: Spirits of the Past also has a very good plot. Though I kinda know the story even before watching it already. &gt;___&gt; Argh, can't wait for the exams to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Sky Crawler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhT3hye9UI/AAAAAAAAAgo/PMAr_p0Nl5E/s1600-h/skycrawlers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhT3hye9UI/AAAAAAAAAgo/PMAr_p0Nl5E/s320/skycrawlers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330102372421006658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhT39rmWhI/AAAAAAAAAgw/zI0xEo-WQAI/s1600-h/skycrawlers1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhT39rmWhI/AAAAAAAAAgw/zI0xEo-WQAI/s320/skycrawlers1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330102379908323858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhTqHS2VEI/AAAAAAAAAgg/N7_EpWheTs4/s1600-h/sky01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhTqHS2VEI/AAAAAAAAAgg/N7_EpWheTs4/s320/sky01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330102141970699330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhTqETJlHI/AAAAAAAAAgY/f8irbyjDGqE/s1600-h/sky.png"&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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhTqETJlHI/AAAAAAAAAgY/f8irbyjDGqE/s320/sky.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330102141166654578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Origin : Spirits of the Past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhTp69Kq7I/AAAAAAAAAgI/wsk2J60e-_Q/s1600-h/origine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhTp69Kq7I/AAAAAAAAAgI/wsk2J60e-_Q/s320/origine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330102138658532274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhTpibi9AI/AAAAAAAAAgA/HrU2U7Vni8s/s1600-h/origin_-_spirits_of_the_p_279_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhTpibi9AI/AAAAAAAAAgA/HrU2U7Vni8s/s320/origin_-_spirits_of_the_p_279_1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330102132075066370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhTRInAmRI/AAAAAAAAAfg/OtXeJrY9O8A/s1600-h/origin-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhTRInAmRI/AAAAAAAAAfg/OtXeJrY9O8A/s320/origin-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330101712826964242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Noticed the moon? ;S It's broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhTRbjmjII/AAAAAAAAAfw/zDG4EQWg73g/s1600-h/origin-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhTRbjmjII/AAAAAAAAAfw/zDG4EQWg73g/s320/origin-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330101717912947842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhTRXFkRbI/AAAAAAAAAfo/umhguNZBQqQ/s1600-h/origin-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhTRXFkRbI/AAAAAAAAAfo/umhguNZBQqQ/s320/origin-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330101716713227698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhTRgareUI/AAAAAAAAAf4/j6riLR4lkjw/s1600-h/origin-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhTRgareUI/AAAAAAAAAf4/j6riLR4lkjw/s320/origin-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330101719217699138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Keep moving forward&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/1406405256409817376-5809635215157382?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/5809635215157382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=5809635215157382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/5809635215157382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/5809635215157382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2009/04/sky-and-earth.html' title='Sky and Earth'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SfhT3hye9UI/AAAAAAAAAgo/PMAr_p0Nl5E/s72-c/skycrawlers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-8945861750154009323</id><published>2009-04-12T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T07:54:00.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SeIAGv1WyeI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/FTD1jN4NVnA/s1600-h/090120060059jb.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SeIAGv1WyeI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/FTD1jN4NVnA/s320/090120060059jb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323817825424820706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A very Happy Birthday to you, Faris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's 1/4 of your life knowing me. Lol. Have blast man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Dang i just noticed my hair is just like in the picture now. ;S Curse u barber!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-8945861750154009323?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/8945861750154009323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=8945861750154009323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/8945861750154009323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/8945861750154009323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2009/04/19th.html' title='19th'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SeIAGv1WyeI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/FTD1jN4NVnA/s72-c/090120060059jb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-7836269349046048618</id><published>2009-04-08T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T07:05:39.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm not studying or going to working. It's gonna be the End of the World anyway,"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SdyupKeKF5I/AAAAAAAAAew/ABkrL3_7JTg/s1600-h/endofworld-718764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SdyupKeKF5I/AAAAAAAAAew/ABkrL3_7JTg/s320/endofworld-718764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322320881853798290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now that's a good excuse isn't it? I went over to grandma's house today and my aunt told me that apparently, there is a group of christians who are already preparing themselves for the end of the world in seven years * I dunno who calculated that and how? But as famously known, our mayan friends have calculated that it's this 2012* . They are stopping work, stopping their children's educations and just gonna stay at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;And pra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Some computer technician dude came over to my aunty's house to preach about this when he was called over to her house to fix her computer. And he was called to come over a few times, before he came over. Guess he figured that he should preach and spread his 'Good News' to her too. I dunno if it's stated in the Bible, but not studying or working and just praying to God doesn't sound right to me. At least some minority of Christians like the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amish"&gt;Amish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; make more sense in their teaching. To stop doing everything and just meditate and pray to God, sounds more like an excuse from work stress and study difficulties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But after listening to that, it made me wonder. How prepared are we to face the End of the World anyway? If tomorrow IS the end of the world, how will you be judged? At the very least, look back at the past. How much have you done for others? Do you regret the life or the way you've lived? Was there a better way to live life? Was that all you could do?&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SdyupWdXR5I/AAAAAAAAAe4/h2G4OZQZzY0/s1600-h/end-world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SdyupWdXR5I/AAAAAAAAAe4/h2G4OZQZzY0/s320/end-world.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322320885071693714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's something I wouldn't wanna see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Spending time for reflection. Now that I believe is a much better way to face the end of the world. And of course, prayers too. I cannot deny that. But prayers only and without any actions. I think God is on myside that Actions speak louder than words? ;)&lt;/span&gt; Below is an interesting link, check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifestylescribe.wordpress.com/2008/03/30/" rel="bookmark" title="Read 5 signs the world is coming to an end"&gt;5 signs the world is coming to an end&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I still regretted not doing anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't your fault anyway&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-7836269349046048618?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/7836269349046048618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=7836269349046048618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/7836269349046048618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/7836269349046048618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-not-studying-or-going-to-working-its.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m not studying or going to working. It&apos;s gonna be the End of the World anyway,&quot;'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SdyupKeKF5I/AAAAAAAAAew/ABkrL3_7JTg/s72-c/endofworld-718764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-4600788164326467332</id><published>2009-04-03T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T10:31:32.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strength</title><content type='html'>Been quite a while since I had the time to even blog. Sorry for the long hiatus. X)  Haha. But nyways, here's a little summary of what has happened recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grandmother had a bad fall while trying to put on her clothes. She is 84. Nothing too serious though. Had a bad cut on her arm ( or somewhere else... Couldnt remember, but I knew she had bruises and a cut). Send her for check up. Her bones were perfectly fine. O___O Miracle indeed...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grandma had a second fall. ;S This time in the toilet. Things were worse this time. Fell and hurt the left part of her head. Had to get an ambulance. Luckily my aunt was still washing the dishes. The maid was fast asleep. Aunt heard a loud sound and check grandma up. Found her covered with blood. Called up my other aunt who lives nearby. Called SJMC, no one picked up. Called for about 6-7 times. Finally got them I guess. Five minutes later, grandma was sent to the hospital. Checked her up. Once again, no broken bones. But had some difficulties breathing. Needed oxygen mask. Doctor confirmed that her heart stop for a while, causing her fall. Had major breathing difficulties the next day. Even brought the priest for her Last Rites. Thank God after that, she became better. And has been so ever since. She's fine now, accompanied by a Vietnamese nurse by the name of... Piak. Seriously, not crapping this up. Hong Piak, who insisted on being addressed as Ah Piak. Grandma's on walking stick now. * Yerp we got her to use them finally. ;)* So far so good. Thank God.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Benjamin's departure to Aussie. Damn, I'm gonna miss ya bro.Have both the fun and the study balanced. Take care of your health and don't go out too late. X) Take good care there, bro.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shobs and Kim's departure to Aussie. *Sorry that I wasnt there to send u both off. =( I really wish I could have been there. Miss yea both soo much already. Yes, I know it sounds gay, kim. But hope u two have lots of fun there. Enjoy. And take care too!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clare's acceptance to NUS!!! Congratulation girl! Rawk on! =D And dun worry too much when you're there. Things will be fine. U'll get through it everyday. U know what I mean. ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trials, trials. X) nothing much to comment on that. Lol, but hell it's over! =D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Honey's following my blog! =O Gosh! I should follow your blog as well! =D Thankx wifey! =D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;So yea, that's basically it. Nothing much to blog for now. I kinda lost it. =( I can't type that much anymore. Maybe I'll just upload some random things. =D&lt;br /&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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SdZExctv8QI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ggBGnHUTEOc/s1600-h/Invocation_by_super_sheep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SdZExctv8QI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ggBGnHUTEOc/s320/Invocation_by_super_sheep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320515626097176834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Invocation&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SdZExM_8itI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Mr1d4V4x18s/s1600-h/Masquerade_by_super_sheep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SdZExM_8itI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Mr1d4V4x18s/s320/Masquerade_by_super_sheep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320515621878532818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And so we lived as masquerade beings. *metaphorically*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SdZExb40JdI/AAAAAAAAAeg/GNWjgpxey0o/s1600-h/Ring_Around_the_Rosy_by_super_sheep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SdZExb40JdI/AAAAAAAAAeg/GNWjgpxey0o/s320/Ring_Around_the_Rosy_by_super_sheep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320515625875154386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Representation of the Black Death.&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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SdZDdE20jnI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/mLU7GsNmOpM/s1600-h/Greed_by_Liol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SdZDdE20jnI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/mLU7GsNmOpM/s320/Greed_by_Liol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320514176583765618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Greed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting pictures no? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found these on Devianart by &lt;a href="http://super-sheep.deviantart.com/gallery/#"&gt;super-sheep&lt;/a&gt; and the last picture, from &lt;a href="http://liol.deviantart.com/art/Greed-108458360"&gt;~Liol&lt;/a&gt; . All copyright is reserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-4600788164326467332?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/4600788164326467332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=4600788164326467332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/4600788164326467332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/4600788164326467332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2009/04/strength.html' title='Strength'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SdZExctv8QI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ggBGnHUTEOc/s72-c/Invocation_by_super_sheep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-4659888358668565633</id><published>2009-02-22T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T06:42:27.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joan of Arc</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SaE6mYmYHsI/AAAAAAAAAdw/YdeiQJ1RIW8/s1600-h/Joan_of_arc_miniature_graded.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SaE6mYmYHsI/AAAAAAAAAdw/YdeiQJ1RIW8/s320/Joan_of_arc_miniature_graded.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305586267132010178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beauty,&lt;br /&gt;This peasant girl was,&lt;br /&gt;What a vision she saw,&lt;br /&gt;What a divine blessing,&lt;br /&gt;When the Three told her of her destiny,&lt;br /&gt;What a epic story,&lt;br /&gt;Her life turn out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How young she was,&lt;br /&gt;To be send to war at the age of 19,&lt;br /&gt;How bold she was,&lt;br /&gt;For a woman to put on a knight's armour,&lt;br /&gt;How courageous she was,&lt;br /&gt;To lead an army to war,&lt;br /&gt;A miracle it was,&lt;br /&gt;When she turned the tide of war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fool they were,&lt;br /&gt;When they prejudged her,&lt;br /&gt;How senseless it was,&lt;br /&gt;To misjudge her,&lt;br /&gt;How naive the to-be-crowned king was,&lt;br /&gt;To misuse her talent for glory,&lt;br /&gt;What idiots the wise men were,&lt;br /&gt;To overlook a woman sent by GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a shame it was,&lt;br /&gt;To look down upon because she was a woman,&lt;br /&gt;What a shame to man,&lt;br /&gt;To forsake the messenger,&lt;br /&gt;How cruel it was,&lt;br /&gt;To abuse and commit such impure act on a diligent woman,&lt;br /&gt;How worthless man are,&lt;br /&gt;That they killed a heroine who returned her country's honour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SaE8iGKCWEI/AAAAAAAAAd4/LVm1HP0-9SI/s1600-h/Jeanne_d_Arc_Orleanide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SaE8iGKCWEI/AAAAAAAAAd4/LVm1HP0-9SI/s320/Jeanne_d_Arc_Orleanide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305588392485083202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A tribute to Joan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;of Arc&lt;br /&gt;(1412 -1431)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-4659888358668565633?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/4659888358668565633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=4659888358668565633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/4659888358668565633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/4659888358668565633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2009/02/joan-of-arc.html' title='Joan of Arc'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SaE6mYmYHsI/AAAAAAAAAdw/YdeiQJ1RIW8/s72-c/Joan_of_arc_miniature_graded.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-7413590754464937297</id><published>2009-01-18T02:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T02:41:26.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got it !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SXMFyAnJlXI/AAAAAAAAAdo/SN4hZ0s_2bM/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SXMFyAnJlXI/AAAAAAAAAdo/SN4hZ0s_2bM/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292580343806268786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Image Source: &lt;a href="http://www.yesasia.com/global/en/home.html"&gt;YesAsia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ip Man Sountrack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wasn't really into finding the sountrack. Until I stumble upon a group in Facebook with Ip Man's theme song. Ever since, the song's been stuck in my head. Haha. So off I went for Ip Man OST hunting. And finally, voila! I've got it! =D FYI, the composer is Kenji Kawaii , also the composer for Fate Stay/ Night. Always been a fan of his musics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-7413590754464937297?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/7413590754464937297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=7413590754464937297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/7413590754464937297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/7413590754464937297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-got-it.html' title='I&apos;ve got it !!!'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SXMFyAnJlXI/AAAAAAAAAdo/SN4hZ0s_2bM/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-2703611036812284006</id><published>2009-01-08T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:21:59.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Men learn to kill Others.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;It was possibly the very first murder crime ever recorded in history. The murder of Abel by Cain. The very first murder ever known to mankind. Perhaps that's where it started. The first feeling of killing was first a guilt. In time, perhaps it grew into a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;sensa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;on? The knowledge to kill others then came flooding into minds of men. The culture then began to spread. Soon, it became the simplest solution for men to obtain anything he desires even with God's clear objection to such manners. This is what people these days call Realistic. To be able to 'survive' through this unfair and cruel world by perhaps the cost of other lives? If I would to gi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;ve examples, looking just at the history book that you read everyday in sch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;ool would suffice. Past is the past, yet it returns again to haunt the future. Perhaps something was never learn from the past. Revenge would only lead to hatred, hatred would breed more hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;red. And hatred will thereby lead to revenge once more. The side effects? More sufferings, pain, and sorrow. Are men really that stubborn that only the end of the world wou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;ld stop them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWYLoQiBxLI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ng_q6yVjj-E/s1600-h/Religions.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWYLoQiBxLI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ng_q6yVjj-E/s320/Religions.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288927598653588658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Can anyone see the similarities in those symbols?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The similarities I see in these symbols are &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;People and Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWYaQnx2QqI/AAAAAAAAAb0/v76GFfAMEio/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWYaQnx2QqI/AAAAAAAAAb0/v76GFfAMEio/s320/image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288943685251515042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I say this because without believers, the religions isn't a religion. Without it's teaching of love, no one would be here reading my post. Each of one of these religions have one teaching in common.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Each religion is never bad. It is the people who defines the religion wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;o decides it. It is the believers who act out what they think of the religion and self proclai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;m it as "This is what my religion teaches me" and thereby destroying the religion's reputation and o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; course the true believers. It's the people who determines how the religion is to be look at t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;o others. And yet have we as the believers of any of religion really done our part in this world? We've been really busy occupied with other things in life and neglected these virtues. And living in this hectic world, we tend lose confidence and faith in our own relig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;ion. We lose our humanity. W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;e forget the main things in life. We lose control of the feelings we used to control. We begin to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;act like or worse than animals. Our world turns into a place of lies and hell up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;to earth. Trust and Betray. Love and Hatred. Happiness and Grief. Justice and Prejudice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;. Comfort and Pain. We chose this path yet we complain, scolded, cursed, and worse blame others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWYaQuBHKzI/AAAAAAAAAb8/YDdce6VE2kc/s1600-h/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWYaQuBHKzI/AAAAAAAAAb8/YDdce6VE2kc/s320/image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288943686926150450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/28542530/"&gt;The city and life I have known no longer exists&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;source: msnbc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;The war between Israel and Palestine has one concept to me right now. It's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;'I kill you and you kill me"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;concept. The two countries fought but in the end? Casualties that are the main consequences. Lost of lives, properties and basic needs. To me in war,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ever wins, we all lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWmoePdZ8EI/AAAAAAAAAdM/eZu5YOjBTVo/s1600-h/56cd16bc-d4eb-11dd-b967-000077b07658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWmoePdZ8EI/AAAAAAAAAdM/eZu5YOjBTVo/s320/56cd16bc-d4eb-11dd-b967-000077b07658.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289944474822766658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWYZ2kkWhuI/AAAAAAAAAbU/VZSRghNhbsM/s1600-h/image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWYZ2kkWhuI/AAAAAAAAAbU/VZSRghNhbsM/s320/image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288943237713004258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;We lose friends, families, loved ones and home. And to add to that matter, each war plants seeds of hatred and anger in the people's hearts. Day by day, year by year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;, these hatreds grow and when they one day flourish, we 'enjoy' the harvest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The most poisonous thing in the world is the heart of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a Human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"Purposes of the War" written in the media I read in the MSNBC to me are mere illusions be it good or bad. These are what I would call "Excuses for War". This is our world media. Like Russell Peters commented on the media in one of his shows "The media is f*cking around with your heads. The media gives news in a 'what do you think' format. They give a picture of an Asian and a car crash. What do you think?. Next they give you a picture of an Indian and a Seven-11. What do you think? Then they give you a picture of an A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;rab an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;d an explosion. AHAH! I KNEW IT!" It's hilarious the way he described it. People laugh till the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;ir tears drop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;But did they get the message? Illusions once more. People see the illusions of reality and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; don't understand the meaning beneath these decorations.What the people needs to see is the consequences! The effects! The testimonies! The Life at War! Not the f**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;*ing purpose of war or what the f*** they are doing. Thank God there's internet, where the good and bad are exposed here. Otherwise, it will be what the media wants us to see than for us to see what we should be seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWmod8PVKuI/AAAAAAAAAdE/RyRIGhqjhM4/s1600-h/gaza3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWmod8PVKuI/AAAAAAAAAdE/RyRIGhqjhM4/s320/gaza3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289944469663460066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;In the end was there was there a true purpose in all these wars where we claimed for justice? For the religion? For what we call 'freedom'? Perhaps the blood of Caine has run deep within our veins. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The yearn the desire, to kill.&lt;/span&gt; Yet we never stop to consider about innocent lives at the stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWmoeBjqTII/AAAAAAAAAdU/1Wush7xZYY0/s1600-h/_29435_Gaza_victims.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWmoeBjqTII/AAAAAAAAAdU/1Wush7xZYY0/s320/_29435_Gaza_victims.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289944471090908290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you do to change these people's lives?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWmqqxRfKoI/AAAAAAAAAdc/YDqJha8Rkt0/s1600-h/idf+soldier+mourns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWmqqxRfKoI/AAAAAAAAAdc/YDqJha8Rkt0/s320/idf+soldier+mourns.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289946889081268866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;There's so much craziness, surrounding me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;There's so much going on, it gets hard to breathe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;When all my faith has gone, you bring it back to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;You make it real for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~James Morrison~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-2703611036812284006?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/2703611036812284006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=2703611036812284006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/2703611036812284006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/2703611036812284006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-men-learn-to-kill-others.html' title='When Men learn to kill Others.'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWYLoQiBxLI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ng_q6yVjj-E/s72-c/Religions.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-4339623437480161636</id><published>2009-01-03T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T07:20:49.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged : Revenge of the Aziff.</title><content type='html'>I tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang Fadhir&lt;br /&gt;Shobs&lt;br /&gt;Clare&lt;br /&gt;Tania&lt;br /&gt;Zeie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do in 2008 which you've never done before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Coming back home at 12am without my parents! =D I know it's sad... &gt;___&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you keep your New Year's resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never made one thus never make one happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone close to you gave birth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No one yet but soon. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone close to you die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No and do not wish so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What countries did you visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Malaysia &lt;/span&gt;truly so-sial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you like to have in 2009 which you lacked in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More courage to do things I should have done. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What date in 2008 will remain etched in your memory, and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;20th September. A day which I forsook all practicality and literally jumped into the moment and risked it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nothing biggy. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your biggest failure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To kill that blardy, big, fat cicak hiding behind the flush tank in my toilet. It's farking freaky when it's drops on your head when you're taking a bath k... &gt;___&gt; I'm beginning to think that's a gekko and not a cicak. ;S Oh... man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Perhaps if mental illness &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is counted, then yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the best thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Err... clothes I guess. Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My classmates and the SKKT Graduation '02 Committee for their undying spirit to go on with the school reunion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some people, but it's good to always forgive and forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did most of your money go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FOOD. XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you really, really, really get excited about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Err... &lt;/span&gt;Getting breaks in between classes? Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will remind you of 2008?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Unfair" Josh Kelley&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever It Takes" Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;"Sythematic People" Wagdug Futuristic Unity&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Yours" Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Moving On" Rascal Flatts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to last year, are you:&lt;br /&gt;a) happier or sadder?&lt;br /&gt;b) thinner of fatter&lt;br /&gt;c) richer or poorer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happier; fatter I think; richer in hope at least. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you wish you've done more of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Study and going OUT FAR with my CLASSMATEs . *hint hint* lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you wish you've done less of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Procrastination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you spend Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Spring-cleaning, and family times at grandma's hse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you fall in love in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Perhaps not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your favorite TV program?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Human Weapon, History Channel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't find hatred a fun thing to experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the best book you've read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Strekken by Terry Brooks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Moulin Rouge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you want and get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A proper com as in the one that just wont lag and a laptop. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you want and not get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A trip to France. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your favorite film this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Batman: The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do on your birthday and how old were you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Had a party at home. I was 4 or 5 or 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the one thing that made your year immeasurable more satisfying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lourdes, France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Simple and casual. White, Black and Blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kept you sane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Honour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jackie Chan, Jet Li, Chris Tucker, Robbie Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would love to say this but nah, as aziff said as well, "I don't want ISA at my doorstep" Lol. Good one bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=) The Mr Kevin class gang and the Mr. Clement class gang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the new best person you met?&lt;br /&gt;-My whole classmates. PM3 rawks!&lt;br /&gt;-And some of my college mates as well. =) Lovely people indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Zatil Husna. =) A friend whom I can talk to &lt;/span&gt;as if we've been friends for a decade. Lol. Maybe you're just too friendly. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell us a valuable lesson you learnt in 2008:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=) Just recently a quote from Ip Man. "No men are afraid of their wives, just respecting their wives"&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/1406405256409817376-4339623437480161636?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/4339623437480161636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=4339623437480161636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/4339623437480161636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/4339623437480161636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2009/01/tagged-revenge-of-aziff.html' title='Tagged : Revenge of the Aziff.'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-5050426236666720371</id><published>2009-01-02T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T07:30:15.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ip Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV5JuG0fo3I/AAAAAAAAAak/AuLemUXiVoE/s1600-h/yipman11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV5JuG0fo3I/AAAAAAAAAak/AuLemUXiVoE/s320/yipman11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286744069033141106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;One word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Fantastic&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV7ZywgRQ8I/AAAAAAAAAa0/LMW3m0fV664/s1600-h/wuq9s0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV7ZywgRQ8I/AAAAAAAAAa0/LMW3m0fV664/s320/wuq9s0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286902478616478658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When I told my friend about Ip Man, the reaction is standard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Scene 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;V: Ooo, I wanna watch Ip Man. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Anonymous: Oh, haha. Cool... * a moment later* What's Ip Man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Scene 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;V: heard of Ip Man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A: I...p what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;V: Ip Man.. the chinese movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A: Oh... nah. It's chinese movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;V: O___O"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Scene 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A: Heiz, any movies in mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;V: Ip Man! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A: ? What kinda superhero is this? Some professional hacker? Something like Chuck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;V: No... it's a chinese name...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A: Chinese superhero? Hhmm... people these days... they can make superheroes out of anything... even lizards! *cicakman 2*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;V: rite... forget what I just said. -______-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Synopsis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ip Man is adapted from the life story of Yip Man, the grandmaster of the Wing Chun style of kung fu and sifu of legendary kung fu superstar Bruce Lee. This film will be the first important record of the master's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The story revolves around the 1930 to the 1940s during the Second Sino-Japanese war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Now I would love to tell about the whole movie, but I might just really spoil the fun. So,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GO WATCH IT &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. Be China Man Do the right thing! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And here's a link for those who watched it already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gregorychang.wordpress.com/2009/01/03/what-i-learnt-from-ip-man/"&gt;What I Learn from Ip Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;The best Quotes I learn from Ip Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; - "There are no men who are afraid of their wives, just men who respects their wives"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; - When ask for his name by the Japanese General, he replied "I'm just a chinese"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV5JuZbbYXI/AAAAAAAAAas/Y8B09RWUI5k/s1600-h/sideviewcloseUpIpMan.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV5JuZbbYXI/AAAAAAAAAas/Y8B09RWUI5k/s320/sideviewcloseUpIpMan.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286744074028278130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Yip Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;(1 Oct 1893 - 2 Dec 1972)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The Must Watch Scenes by the way. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! 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And nothing much happened. So was kinda lazy to blog. But since there pictures, I'll just blog something. We went to grandma's house, called the 'gang' to  have an early Chinese New year Mahjong habit. So yea, went there and played mahjong. The rest just went on with their usual games such as poker and banlat.  And then that went on for the rest of the night. Lol. Pretty boring but hei, i lost ten bucks den won ten bucks and another three bucks. =D But the overall net profit was three bucks... well at least i din lose i guess. -.- .... so.. ok. Random Pictures time! =D Oh and btw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV4vDZnuaPI/AAAAAAAAAaU/C3VY1G9SDOc/s1600-h/New+Year+Eve+08+004.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV4vDZnuaPI/AAAAAAAAAaU/C3VY1G9SDOc/s320/New+Year+Eve+08+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286714748043159794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV4vDLH7rZI/AAAAAAAAAaM/_yEWju8AJkE/s1600-h/New+Year+Eve+08+002.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV4vDLH7rZI/AAAAAAAAAaM/_yEWju8AJkE/s320/New+Year+Eve+08+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286714744151715218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV4vCg_sjVI/AAAAAAAAAaE/96PHllZXT-Y/s1600-h/New+Year+Eve+08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV4vCg_sjVI/AAAAAAAAAaE/96PHllZXT-Y/s320/New+Year+Eve+08+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286714732842880338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV4uWDHFs6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/kBZ-00t_IoU/s1600-h/New+Year+Eve+08+005.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV4uWDHFs6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/kBZ-00t_IoU/s320/New+Year+Eve+08+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286713968906580898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV4uW7X7EKI/AAAAAAAAAZk/AIhEk3vAYBs/s1600-h/New+Year+Eve+08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV4uW7X7EKI/AAAAAAAAAZk/AIhEk3vAYBs/s320/New+Year+Eve+08+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286713984009572514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Countdown. Didn't manage to take a picture of my dad's reaction though. It was priceless, trust me. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV4uXC7DvKI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/szja3m6Ro8E/s1600-h/New+Year+Eve+08+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV4uXC7DvKI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/szja3m6Ro8E/s320/New+Year+Eve+08+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286713986035989666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian obsessed with some handphone game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV4uXNVPV9I/AAAAAAAAAZs/Fylh5I2XRLo/s1600-h/New+Year+Eve+08+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV4uXNVPV9I/AAAAAAAAAZs/Fylh5I2XRLo/s320/New+Year+Eve+08+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286713988830156754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joan the little poser. =)&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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV4uXkH2VeI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/VZ3z-ODR8qQ/s1600-h/New+Year+Eve+08+011.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV4uXkH2VeI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/VZ3z-ODR8qQ/s320/New+Year+Eve+08+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286713994948007394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly someone was stalking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-7600727270085869169?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/7600727270085869169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=7600727270085869169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/7600727270085869169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/7600727270085869169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-09.html' title='New Year 09!'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SV4vDZnuaPI/AAAAAAAAAaU/C3VY1G9SDOc/s72-c/New+Year+Eve+08+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-5587956148632910135</id><published>2008-12-26T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T01:25:20.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>24th December. Our family gathered at the grandma's. Grandma cooked all her Tan family specialties like the black sauce duck. Basically it was a pot luck. Everyone bring something to eat kind thing. And so we ate. Nothing much this year though. Apparently the uncle and aunties aren't so much in a mood to stay up till 12 am to even wait for christmas to arrive. By 11 pm, they tired out and starting leaving one by one. -.- And the teenagers being the victims follow the families back as well. Sad Christmas. But age caught up I guess. Understandable yet tragic fact. Anyhow, woke up early the next morning for mass. Then went for some mamak stall for breakfast. And then I went back home to catch up some rest while my parents and sister went to my grandma's hse. I was real bored. Nothing much to do. About 6pm, I went over to granny's. Cousins, Benjamin and Ryan was practically bored to death. For teh sake of killing time, they played badminton and trying hard to avoid hitting the little kiddies heads off. I had the same trouble when I join them as well. Then came dinner time. Ate at a seafood restaurant, went back to grandma's hse for a while. Gossip and just talk alittle more. Talk about random stuff. We went from Australia to Malaysian topics. &gt;___&gt; Typical family talk. Then once again by 11pm, everyone's back home. Haish.. like I said. Pretty sad Christmas. Read Tania's blog recently and agree totally to her post about how especially we the teenagers are begining to lose our chrismas mood. The excitement for christmas isn't there anymore. Reading her post really reminded me how Christmas would be the ebst time our the year. And now, it's just like any ordinary day. Sigh, may CNY be much much better. And how, it's good that the family does come and meet each other once in a while, especially seeing the progress of the little ones growing up. Haha. Random pictures below. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SVXmrtSWApI/AAAAAAAAAY0/RW6zTh3FQJM/s1600-h/Tan+Families+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SVXmrtSWApI/AAAAAAAAAY0/RW6zTh3FQJM/s320/Tan+Families+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284383376354443922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SVXmsFFnGdI/AAAAAAAAAY8/cTtiISsV2h8/s1600-h/Tan+Family+Babies+%2826%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SVXmsFFnGdI/AAAAAAAAAY8/cTtiISsV2h8/s320/Tan+Family+Babies+%2826%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284383382743488978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SVXmrW8Vh8I/AAAAAAAAAYs/7nV20nqFjH4/s1600-h/Tan+Families+022.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SVXmrW8Vh8I/AAAAAAAAAYs/7nV20nqFjH4/s320/Tan+Families+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284383370356557762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SVXmrLCbxxI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Jqk8C4pvo3c/s1600-h/Tan+Families+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SVXmrLCbxxI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Jqk8C4pvo3c/s320/Tan+Families+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284383367160907538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SVXmq8nH6sI/AAAAAAAAAYc/D5klnw1Is3I/s1600-h/Tan+Families+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Check my Facebook. You'll get the joke.&lt;br /&gt;03 DOB : *private and confidential* IN short i'm old. Old enough to be your grandpa. =D&lt;br /&gt;04 Zodiac Sign: Not your typical unicorn but it's without a horn. =D&lt;br /&gt;05 interests : Music, Movies, Composing, Arranging, Badminton, Reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO 2 ♥&lt;br /&gt;01 crush ? : Myself.&lt;br /&gt;02 are you in a relationship ? : In a relationship with me, myself and I. Hot ppl.&lt;br /&gt;03 live in happiness now : Happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;04 if god gives you unlimited courage, what will you like to do ? : Watch a horror movie by myself at night and walk by the cemetry after the movie.&lt;br /&gt;05 if one day, the one you love confesses to you ? : Tell her that she's gotten the black sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO 3 ♥&lt;br /&gt;01 the one who tagged you is : Clare&lt;br /&gt;02 she / he is your : nanny.&lt;br /&gt;03 how is she / he ? : Princess! As in the spoilt child princess. =D *i'll be crucified for sure*&lt;br /&gt;04 how long have you been knowing her / him ? : Since...... errmm.... eh....... O___O".... mmmhhmm... err..... do i know her?&lt;br /&gt;05 what do you think of her / him ? : Queen in the making. =D&lt;br /&gt;06 what will you like to tell her / him ? : Eat more, you skinny child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO 4 ♥&lt;br /&gt;01 your favorite show : I've got alot. But the bestest one is the ********. =D And no.. it's not 18-sx. Dun be a dirty minded fella. *if you can't read, it means you aren't mature enough to read that, wait till you grow more matured*&lt;br /&gt;02 your favorite music : Country and songs Mix.fm plays.&lt;br /&gt;03 your favorite season : Winter&lt;br /&gt;04 your favorite cartoon :  I dun fancy cartoons&lt;br /&gt;05 your favorite person ( the one you love the most ) : *** =D&lt;br /&gt;06 your favorite color : Turquoise Blue.&lt;br /&gt;07 your favorite country : France!&lt;br /&gt;08 your favorite weather : As long it doesn't cause me to have sinus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO 5 ♥&lt;br /&gt;01 if the god gives you three wishes : Die helping ppl instead of dying in bed. Live old enough to see my great grandson get married. Live long enough to make sure my sins are atoned.&lt;br /&gt;02 are you a single-minded person ? : no comment * i shall copy this from clare X)*&lt;br /&gt;03 your most unforgettable and memorable memory is : The day I thought the washing machine paip was shaked by a ghost becoz it was shaking uncontrolably and i din noe it was linked to the washing machine and the damn paip was in the toilet. -.- The toilet was in the room where my uncle just pass away few months ago... Get the fear of a ten year old in that situation.&lt;br /&gt;04are you a person who full with confidence ? : it would be a good laugh if i say yes.&lt;br /&gt;05 do you like to smile ? : smiles make the world go round. so yes.&lt;br /&gt;06 will you choose to give up current living status ? : nope. after all, life without complications will be boring&lt;br /&gt;07 what kind of life do you hope for ? : Traveling life and live life to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;victims:&lt;br /&gt;:Aziff&lt;br /&gt;:Zeie&lt;br /&gt;:Catherine&lt;br /&gt;:Fadhir&lt;br /&gt;:Tania&lt;br /&gt;:Wei Zhen&lt;br /&gt;:Esther Chow&lt;br /&gt;:Ian&lt;br /&gt;:Shobs&lt;br /&gt;:Ivan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-3303835279927164454?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/3303835279927164454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=3303835279927164454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/3303835279927164454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/3303835279927164454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-1-01-your-nickname-onion-02-age-i-am.html' title='Tagged by Clare'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-226288115534135386</id><published>2008-12-21T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T23:21:15.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a Dog Keeper. * Warning Spoilers for Bolt Inside*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SU8xzZeYOqI/AAAAAAAAAWE/jF_R_Zeh8i0/s1600-h/boltlogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SU8xzZeYOqI/AAAAAAAAAWE/jF_R_Zeh8i0/s320/boltlogo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282495647010273954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Synopsis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bolt tells the story of a dog who is convinced that his role as a super dog is reality. When he is ripped from his world of fantasy, and action by his own doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SU8yTqmhxrI/AAAAAAAAAWk/OISMpjNwv_s/s1600-h/boltpic8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 165px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SU8yTqmhxrI/AAAAAAAAAWk/OISMpjNwv_s/s320/boltpic8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282496201363670706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;His own obsession with his owner and keeping her protected from the green eyed man of the television show he works on completely absorbs his life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SU8yUJyhd3I/AAAAAAAAAXE/dBI646yTo8M/s1600-h/boltpic4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SU8yUJyhd3I/AAAAAAAAAXE/dBI646yTo8M/s320/boltpic4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282496209735481202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SU8xzzDfEdI/AAAAAAAAAWc/KFJdEloT8UQ/s1600-h/boltpic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 169px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SU8xzzDfEdI/AAAAAAAAAWc/KFJdEloT8UQ/s320/boltpic2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282495653876797906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This takes him to the point of no return when he believes that she has been kidnapped, and he accidentally gets packaged and shipped to New York city in pursuit of his owner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SU8yULoC6kI/AAAAAAAAAW8/oX7IkEWiFnc/s1600-h/boltpic5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 169px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SU8yULoC6kI/AAAAAAAAAW8/oX7IkEWiFnc/s320/boltpic5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282496210228406850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This is when the story unfolds, and he goes through a transitional period where he learns that he is as super as every other dog. His disbelief of his abilities being non existent fuels a lot of different emotional changes, and eventually comes to a reality of who he really is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SU8xz9D5h6I/AAAAAAAAAWU/ll9KRhbkQ9E/s1600-h/boltphotobig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SU8xz9D5h6I/AAAAAAAAAWU/ll9KRhbkQ9E/s320/boltphotobig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282495656562886562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This all culminates when he finds his owner and reunites with her in the action packed climax of the movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My Comments:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It wasn't really the type of movie I wanted to watch. At first glance, there's no need for further thought, but it's a child's movie. My sister wanted to watch Beverly Hills Chihuahua, which I strongly against. -.- Call me a bad brother or whatever but it's certainly a no to that. So my mum suggested Bolt because Bolt looked a little like Kimiko (my dog's name FYI) save for the spots on her and her ears that doesn't stand up. Other than that, it's a rather good replica of her. And so it was decided and the movie is to be watched. Though I was really dying to watch Ip Man... T____T And my rating for Bolt, shall be 9/10. The movie humour rating will be 8/10. I think Madagascar 2 had better jokes. In Bolt, they didn't have super spy penguins but they had weird yet forgetful pigeons. They manage to pull off some whacky jokes nevertheless. Especially the part how they instructed the poor dog to get his cute head out of the bar. Yet even so Penguins still beat the Pigeons. Penguins rule. The story does touch a dog keeper's heart. *if you do love your dog as if it's a part of the family* I was rather touched. The story raises the feeling of losing your dog and somehow made me realized how I would really miss it . Apparently it did have a strong impact on some girl at the back of the cinema. She was practically sobbing in the cinema. Poor girl must have lost her dog and it never came back. =\ But anyhow, I would recommend the movie to anyone who loves their dog like a part of his/her family. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Pics:&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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SU8yT6SWuJI/AAAAAAAAAWs/ojl3B7x5hs0/s1600-h/boltpic7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SU8yT6SWuJI/AAAAAAAAAWs/ojl3B7x5hs0/s320/boltpic7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282496205574027410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Flying Rhino'. Haha, cute guy.&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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SU8xzFd8f3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/pnnfJVdVI9o/s1600-h/bolt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SU8xzFd8f3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/pnnfJVdVI9o/s320/bolt2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282495641639747442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this pic. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-226288115534135386?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/226288115534135386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=226288115534135386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/226288115534135386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/226288115534135386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/12/being-dog-keeper-warning-spoilers-for.html' title='Being a Dog Keeper. * Warning Spoilers for Bolt Inside*'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SU8xzZeYOqI/AAAAAAAAAWE/jF_R_Zeh8i0/s72-c/boltlogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-5644480437280303501</id><published>2008-12-18T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:28:53.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>666</title><content type='html'>Here are some websites Aziff gave me. Entertaining and possibly frightful facts for some people which phobias for arachnids or insects. Ah, nevertheless God, you're a real good joker for creating them this way. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/article_16868_6-deadliest-creatures-that-can-fit-in-your-shoe.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 6 Deadliest Creatures( That Can Fit in Your Shoes)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/article_16054_6-endangered-species-that-arent-endangered-enough.html"&gt;6 Endangered Species That aren't that Endangered Enough&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/article_16762_6-biggest-assholes-in-animal-kingdom.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 6 Biggest Assholes in the Animal Kingdom&lt;/a&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/1406405256409817376-5644480437280303501?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/5644480437280303501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=5644480437280303501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/5644480437280303501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/5644480437280303501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/12/666_18.html' title='666'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-494103101048835901</id><published>2008-12-18T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T20:41:38.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go with the flow.</title><content type='html'>It's confirmed. Maybe it was too hard to believe. But it was expected. So much for trying to convince myself. I'll just go where the river takes me. After all, things are much better that way. I'll move along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-494103101048835901?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/494103101048835901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=494103101048835901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/494103101048835901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/494103101048835901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/12/go-with-flow.html' title='Go with the flow.'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-3363512511922076234</id><published>2008-12-14T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T06:48:35.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13th December</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;13th of December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Birthday of 3 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SUXyReiOEhI/AAAAAAAAAVE/vhuzykMAZAA/s1600-h/Mum%27s+and+Isabel%27s+Birthday+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SUXyReiOEhI/AAAAAAAAAVE/vhuzykMAZAA/s320/Mum%27s+and+Isabel%27s+Birthday+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279892520230064658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum&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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SUXyQ4WspRI/AAAAAAAAAU8/TAn3wlNKXgU/s1600-h/Mum%27s+and+Isabel%27s+Birthday+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SUXyQ4WspRI/AAAAAAAAAU8/TAn3wlNKXgU/s320/Mum%27s+and+Isabel%27s+Birthday+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279892509981189394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SUX0yCotlhI/AAAAAAAAAV0/2UbkOSGYonA/s1600-h/Shra%27s+Birthday+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SUX0yCotlhI/AAAAAAAAAV0/2UbkOSGYonA/s320/Shra%27s+Birthday+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279895278700041746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;to you girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;It was a surprise dinner for my mother. It was initially meant for my niece, Isabel. But then since my mum's birthday is on the same day. We celebrated it together. =). Special thanks to Liao and Yvonne for the help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Random Pictures of the Mum and Isabel's dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SUXzgd5Dj9I/AAAAAAAAAVs/X6xKHeJkFZo/s1600-h/Mum%27s+and+Isabel%27s+Birthday+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SUXwlGtX7lI/AAAAAAAAAUc/m0nTEYSOi2o/s320/Mum%27s+and+Isabel%27s+Birthday+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279890658408525394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SUXwkwRcZOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/T--VGbwkCs8/s1600-h/Mum%27s+and+Isabel%27s+Birthday+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SUXwkwRcZOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/T--VGbwkCs8/s320/Mum%27s+and+Isabel%27s+Birthday+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279890652385797346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SUXwk9qTJ4I/AAAAAAAAAUM/7x4K2c-7-8o/s1600-h/Mum%27s+and+Isabel%27s+Birthday+036.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SUXwk9qTJ4I/AAAAAAAAAUM/7x4K2c-7-8o/s320/Mum%27s+and+Isabel%27s+Birthday+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279890655979710338" 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/1406405256409817376-3363512511922076234?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/3363512511922076234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=3363512511922076234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/3363512511922076234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/3363512511922076234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/12/13th-december.html' title='13th December'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SUXyReiOEhI/AAAAAAAAAVE/vhuzykMAZAA/s72-c/Mum%27s+and+Isabel%27s+Birthday+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-5841231164886404191</id><published>2008-12-11T05:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T06:47:59.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Women.</title><content type='html'>Like a rare flower, they are most beautiful when they are left as they are. Once picked, they are so fragile, easily wilt, and requires &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; of attentions. Something you would love to have, but so difficult to manage. Once in your life, it may give you the biggest feeling of completion. One that may acompany you through the hardship and the easy times. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt; everything may be vice versal. Worth the time? Worth the sacrifices you are bound to make? This isn't just mere hobby. It's a commitment.  It's all about perceptive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-5841231164886404191?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/5841231164886404191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=5841231164886404191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/5841231164886404191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/5841231164886404191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/12/women.html' title='Women.'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-4917055846982400292</id><published>2008-12-09T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:31:24.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>George Carlin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/ST5IHW2CicI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Hpfzw8m5zTc/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/ST5IHW2CicI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Hpfzw8m5zTc/s320/image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277735104553322946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;George Carlin - comedian of the  70's and 80's -  wrote something so very eloquent...and so very appropriate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A Message by George Carlin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#000080;"   &gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;AND ALWAYS REMEMBER: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-4917055846982400292?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/4917055846982400292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=4917055846982400292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/4917055846982400292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/4917055846982400292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/12/george-carlin.html' title='George Carlin'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/ST5IHW2CicI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Hpfzw8m5zTc/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-1608424107100816465</id><published>2008-12-08T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T09:11:23.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged once again...</title><content type='html'>Tagged before I even had anything to blog about. LOL, ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jun Xian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Kenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ridhuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Derick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Evelyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Danil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Catherine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Shobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Do you love number 5?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, my 'sister' who I met from church. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Does number 3 have a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;- Err... if he has, I wouldn't be surprised. But and then again... That's a good question. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Are you dating anyone on your top?&lt;br /&gt;- Nay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)how long have you known 8?&lt;br /&gt;- Ooo.. interesting.. how long arh? =D Gosh she'll kill me if i dun remember. Hehe, but of course I do. It's between the two of us. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)where did you meet 7?&lt;br /&gt;- SIC Youth Rally 07'. But I din go for this year's... ;( sorry Cat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)have you ever kissed 4?&lt;br /&gt;- What? O___o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Have you ever hugged 5?&lt;br /&gt;- Lol... Many times. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Have you slept over 2’s house?&lt;br /&gt;- No. But yea, we should try that and room-raid him. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)what do you do when you hang out with 6?&lt;br /&gt;- Come to think of it, we've never hang out. ;S Danny, we've got a date man. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)Does 1 make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;- Lol, yea. Real nice guy. Friends forever? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)Have you ever talked to 4 on IM?&lt;br /&gt;- yea. Often in fact. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)Do you go to school with number 2?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes. SMK(L) BB. Those were the days lar bro. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)Do you know 5’s middle name?&lt;br /&gt;- Gosh .. good question. Evelyn Toh.. wait that's surname... oh crap.. ;S EVIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)What is a inside joke between you and 2?&lt;br /&gt;- Err.. What arh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)What do you do when you hang out with 7?&lt;br /&gt;- Yea, we makan together on and on at college. =D But can no longer do so... T____T Your SAM finish liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)Would you do anything for 7?&lt;br /&gt;- Yea! Bring her out and jalan jalan for her belated birthday present. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)Is 3 one of your best friends?&lt;br /&gt;- I would say Good friends. =) We kinda lost contact for a while haven't we. We've got lots to catch up bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)What would you change about 1?&lt;br /&gt;- His beer and Baby Milo tops. LoL. More variety man. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19)Has 8 ever thought you anything?&lt;br /&gt;- ALOT. =) Thanx for the advices , dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)Does number 6 annoy you?&lt;br /&gt;- Sometimes when he doesn't reply to my IMs in time... by the fact that he stays 24/7 online, he's not always around. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-1608424107100816465?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/1608424107100816465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=1608424107100816465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/1608424107100816465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/1608424107100816465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged-once-again.html' title='Tagged once again...'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-5012235857726352348</id><published>2008-12-03T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T08:09:10.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tagged by Zeie. Never knew how to play at all. Haha... I was smsing her " How to play arh?" XD My first time playing tagging. So yea, here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Love Questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;7 of your Perfect Partner's Personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kind-hearted&lt;br /&gt;2. Cheerful and remembers to smile even in the darkest moments&lt;br /&gt;3. Will always be there when I am falling to my knees&lt;br /&gt;4. NEVER Criticize what I do&lt;br /&gt;5. Understands how my weird mind works&lt;br /&gt;6. Always help others in anyway she can as long it is for the better&lt;br /&gt;7. Enjoys being with children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7Men/Women You Have been Interested in/Loved&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Johnny Depp&lt;br /&gt;2. Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;3. YUI&lt;br /&gt;4.Celine Dion&lt;br /&gt;5. Keira Knightley&lt;br /&gt;6. Orlando Bloom&lt;br /&gt;7. Heath Ledger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Who say one can't be interested or in love with an actor or actress shows?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Feelings You Feel if You Go Out with Someone you Like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Nervous at times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Comfortable yet uncomfortable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. Just feel like giving out a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. Anxious about almost anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. Those anxiety feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7. Just the simple feeling of happiness that she's here with me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;7 Special Places You'd Bring your Partner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Rome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Switzerland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. Italy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. Greece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. Russia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7. Malaysia's beautiful spots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;7 Things You'd Give to Him/Her as a Present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A peck. =)&lt;br /&gt;2. Well I would cook for her (if I even do), but it would be worth cooking for her (though it may not end up nice, it's the effort that counts, no? ;) )&lt;br /&gt;3. Flowers? Maybe the pretty ones from the jungle?Because roses are just... so so common. &gt;___&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I would love to write poems for her... but I seriously suck at literature.&lt;br /&gt;5. I would go shopping with her. ONLY on her birthday. &gt;___&gt; ( My close friends know just how much I dislike shopping... but I'll do it on a special occasion like her birthday)&lt;br /&gt;6. Maybe compiling her pictures in a photo album and write on the front cover of the album " My Life"&lt;br /&gt;7. Just spending precious time with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Songs You'd Sing to your Partner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Say - John Meyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Little Things - Rob Thomas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. One more chance, One more time - Masayoshi Yamazaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. Whatever it takes - Lifehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5.Innocence - Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. It's been a while - Staind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7. You look Good in My Shirt - Keith Urban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;There you go. =) I tag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Shobs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Clare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Danil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jen Nee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Esther Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Zhen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Abang fadhir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Chiu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Have fun! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-5012235857726352348?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/5012235857726352348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=5012235857726352348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/5012235857726352348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/5012235857726352348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-1200739448044354052</id><published>2008-12-02T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T05:52:39.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How amazing are we? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How special are we anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How are we different from animals? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How is this sense gonna differentiate us from animals?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Are we really the only one who can 'rule' the rest of the species in the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I doubt so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I hate the fact that we are the only species who &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kill&lt;/span&gt; our own species for whatever the reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that we are the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;most intelligent&lt;/span&gt; creatures, yet all we create were only designed to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;destroy&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;grab&lt;/span&gt; what's not ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact we have much &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;knowledge&lt;/span&gt; to share yet we do not share it all for the sake of worrying others may go &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;further&lt;/span&gt; than us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that we are trying to turn our world into something we desire or considered &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'perfect'&lt;/span&gt; when everything were &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; the way HE created it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that we do at times do things that we 'think' or 'feel' is right when it &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hurts&lt;/span&gt; so many people and we don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that there are such amongst us who think &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;trust&lt;/span&gt; really is something we can &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;use&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;manipulate &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; to do things their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that we have something called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;racism&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sexism &lt;/span&gt;when no men or women is not the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;same&lt;/span&gt; in their ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that people use &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;religion&lt;/span&gt; to cover for what they do for. 'Destroying infidels' and 'killing non-believers' . Eg. the Mumbai terror outbreak and the Bali bombers who killed more locals then the tourist and they dare say they &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kill infidels&lt;/span&gt;. In the end who really is the wrong one? The religion or the people? For making such a peace-loving religion into something the world now looks so badly down at, are these people or the religion at fault?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;men&lt;/span&gt; are the only ones who falls for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bribery&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;corruptions&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that when something really needs to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;changed for the better&lt;/span&gt;, people reply by saying "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This is reality&lt;/span&gt;". Yet this reality that these people talk about is something that can be done but is just a little more difficult to be changed or that it was said impossible before even attempted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that some women does &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;abortion&lt;/span&gt; when the child were the parents' mistake.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Even if, they were accidental. A child never chooses his/her parents. They were &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;gifts&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;blessings&lt;/span&gt; for the parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that men tries to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;act as god&lt;/span&gt;. Trying to make things 'better'. Hybrid creatures and half-man animals. More like trying to see how horrifying it would be, should there be such creatures alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the end, who were we to even touch or do anything with nature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we really destined to lead the world and it's inhibitants to a better future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By still allowing Japanese to hunt whales even though these gentle creatures are on the verge of extinction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allowing countries like America to still buy20 years supply of these fossil fuels to be sold to other countries till it's dried clean and which by then we all may not know but the world may be flooded or so hot that we can no longer live on land thanks to global warming*?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(Some phenomenal  which was now claimed to be a false fact by some scientist perhaps hired by America to continue their sale of oil in the name of the green devil (money)) ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's reality. That's us, Humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"Can any civilization wage relentless war on life without destroying itself and without losing the right to be called civilized?" - Rachel Carson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-1200739448044354052?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/1200739448044354052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=1200739448044354052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/1200739448044354052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/1200739448044354052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/12/humans.html' title='Humans'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-5044763851008024740</id><published>2008-11-30T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T07:43:49.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Veneon, a pokemon???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STKz8_b3PKI/AAAAAAAAATs/n1eGY0xkuD8/s1600-h/Veneon__The_poison_Eevee__by_Dziesma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STKz8_b3PKI/AAAAAAAAATs/n1eGY0xkuD8/s320/Veneon__The_poison_Eevee__by_Dziesma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274475974006095010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Veneon, the Poison Eevee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe or not. I dun. Lol. Thats the name of a pokemon i found in Devianart while lifelessly typing my name in the Google search engine. Another random post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://dziesma.deviantart.com/art/Veneon-The-poison-Eevee-92500754"&gt;Devianart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-5044763851008024740?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/5044763851008024740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=5044763851008024740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/5044763851008024740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/5044763851008024740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/11/veneon-pokemon.html' title='Veneon, a pokemon???'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STKz8_b3PKI/AAAAAAAAATs/n1eGY0xkuD8/s72-c/Veneon__The_poison_Eevee__by_Dziesma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-7843571560021958534</id><published>2008-11-28T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T08:49:16.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>College....</title><content type='html'>AS is freaking over and yet holidays seems so far...  Yes i know it's in a week time but still!!! College after exams??? And still got test and what not. OMFD... I'm seriously going nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.... but at the very least our class managed to go out for the weekends. Hehe. We went to Sunway and this time in history, more people went for the outing. Nice work PM3. Heh, some unity we have ... Haha, ah wells, still love these people.So yea, Faris, Nishanth and I went there at 4pm. We were suppose to meet up at 3pm yet there were still nobody insight. Malaysian timing I guess. Called Miri and were told to wait by Wendy's. Hung around there like 3 lost mice. Faris sat next to Ronald Mcdonald. He was so bored that he tried speaking with Ronald. Though Ronald wasn't friendly enough to bother about Faris trying to speak to him. At the very least he nvr stop smiling. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were finally met up by Vithya who were lingering around with Chun Sien, Chee Kin (and another one or two fellas whom I can't rememeber). Then came Deepaa. We reserved some spots in Wendy's for the others who might or might not come. Ended up in The Manhattan Fish Market. Nice seafood I would say. Food burned right before served in front of us is something new. Haha. Too bad I din get a picture of that. Oh, I've forgotten! This whole outing was a birthday surprise for four people. But only 2 made it. Nevertheless, Happy belated birthday to Jiun Xian, Amrit, Ezmir and Chen Han. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAOjMOSABI/AAAAAAAAAQc/T4Q3Df86x_o/s1600-h/Outings+018.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAOjMOSABI/AAAAAAAAAQc/T4Q3Df86x_o/s320/Outings+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273731161390186514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAOjd_ZKhI/AAAAAAAAAQk/RR9WSoSsLx0/s1600-h/Outings+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAOjd_ZKhI/AAAAAAAAAQk/RR9WSoSsLx0/s320/Outings+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273731166159579666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAOkCr0RQI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/1mT_S_k0r_Q/s1600-h/Outings+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAOkCr0RQI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/1mT_S_k0r_Q/s320/Outings+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273731176009581826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Took us more then 15 minutes to decide on what to eat. &gt;___&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAOkQnWWLI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/usuo520BpAA/s1600-h/Outings+022.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAOkQnWWLI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/usuo520BpAA/s320/Outings+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273731179748939954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still looking through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAQT8_auNI/AAAAAAAAARE/e7Q0lwjos08/s1600-h/Outings+023.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAQT8_auNI/AAAAAAAAARE/e7Q0lwjos08/s320/Outings+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273733098626529490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still looking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAQUfxIJ2I/AAAAAAAAARU/g8psmN9KrHQ/s1600-h/Outings+025.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAQUfxIJ2I/AAAAAAAAARU/g8psmN9KrHQ/s320/Outings+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273733107961833314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordered. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAQUM2w0kI/AAAAAAAAARM/SMO3zygF9Zk/s1600-h/Outings+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAQUM2w0kI/AAAAAAAAARM/SMO3zygF9Zk/s320/Outings+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273733102885196354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't recall the name.. it's some flaming fish or something like that. Well that's coz it's literally burned before served. Flamed Fish. Nice name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAQUxcDtpI/AAAAAAAAARk/GAyPNse3eb8/s1600-h/Outings+027.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAQUxcDtpI/AAAAAAAAARk/GAyPNse3eb8/s320/Outings+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273733112705300114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le cake! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STARfx3CAXI/AAAAAAAAARs/N4ChTqOcuiA/s1600-h/Outings+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STARfx3CAXI/AAAAAAAAARs/N4ChTqOcuiA/s320/Outings+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273734401308623218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday?? Looks like some same-sex marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STARgAUhDxI/AAAAAAAAAR0/hpbtLMy_VyE/s1600-h/Outings+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STARgAUhDxI/AAAAAAAAAR0/hpbtLMy_VyE/s320/Outings+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273734405190389522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You may kiss the bride/bridegroom" which ever... u decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STARgQ1Uv2I/AAAAAAAAAR8/iyA2FGO8xj4/s1600-h/Outings+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STARgQ1Uv2I/AAAAAAAAAR8/iyA2FGO8xj4/s320/Outings+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273734409622962018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezmir with his proud gift. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STARgSAIP0I/AAAAAAAAASE/sHvgPT93mGg/s1600-h/Outings+032.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STARgSAIP0I/AAAAAAAAASE/sHvgPT93mGg/s320/Outings+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273734409936715586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any idea what's in there yet??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STASOyp1knI/AAAAAAAAASk/mJvlImMBOuU/s1600-h/Outings+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STASOyp1knI/AAAAAAAAASk/mJvlImMBOuU/s320/Outings+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273735208975569522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a nice clue. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STARgunhBvI/AAAAAAAAASM/ztUJxNCa2TI/s1600-h/Outings+033.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STARgunhBvI/AAAAAAAAASM/ztUJxNCa2TI/s320/Outings+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273734417618110194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of stuff in there. Lol... Ezmir is well equipped for the night. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAXZhFH6RI/AAAAAAAAATk/LojNfOjJRIA/s1600-h/Outings+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAXZhFH6RI/AAAAAAAAATk/LojNfOjJRIA/s320/Outings+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273740890794879250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amrit checking out his prezzie too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STASOm4rv4I/AAAAAAAAASU/ltf9sc52hAA/s1600-h/Outings+034.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STASOm4rv4I/AAAAAAAAASU/ltf9sc52hAA/s320/Outings+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273735205816614786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a spare. There's writting on the glass btw. It says "Break this during emergency" You get the joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STASPKthwUI/AAAAAAAAAS0/peCsP-sy9rw/s1600-h/Outings+040.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STASPKthwUI/AAAAAAAAAS0/peCsP-sy9rw/s320/Outings+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273735215433498946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faris caught checking it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STATJXp5YUI/AAAAAAAAATU/0jEdAMi09Pw/s1600-h/Outings+042.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STATJXp5YUI/AAAAAAAAATU/0jEdAMi09Pw/s320/Outings+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273736215340343618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faris trying to explain that he was just curious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STATJE9pI8I/AAAAAAAAATM/HeS6qxMkRVU/s1600-h/Outings+041.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STATJE9pI8I/AAAAAAAAATM/HeS6qxMkRVU/s320/Outings+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273736210322891714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't believe him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remaining pictures are just random pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STASO19Tm8I/AAAAAAAAASs/XQVM3zpIcnc/s1600-h/Outings+037.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STASO19Tm8I/AAAAAAAAASs/XQVM3zpIcnc/s320/Outings+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273735209862536130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Post-birthday cake cutting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STATI2HsnZI/AAAAAAAAAS8/R3mHG3AkzAU/s1600-h/Outings+038.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STATI2HsnZI/AAAAAAAAAS8/R3mHG3AkzAU/s320/Outings+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273736206338530706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAOj-a72KI/AAAAAAAAAQs/elmjN0lC5kQ/s1600-h/Outings+020.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAOj-a72KI/AAAAAAAAAQs/elmjN0lC5kQ/s320/Outings+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273731174865033378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture with Santa and Santarina. This was before entering Fish Market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STATJR6vMOI/AAAAAAAAATc/kfjF1FG0iPA/s1600-h/Outings+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STATJR6vMOI/AAAAAAAAATc/kfjF1FG0iPA/s320/Outings+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273736213800366306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dumb and Dumberer? Lol... Jz jk. haha... But the picture is funny. Just had to put this up. Haha&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Veneon/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Outings/PM3%20Outing/Outings%20018.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Veneon/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Outings/PM3%20Outing/Outings%20043.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Veneon/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Outings/PM3%20Outing/Outings%20042.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Veneon/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Outings/PM3%20Outing/Outings%20041.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Veneon/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Outings/PM3%20Outing/Outings%20040.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Veneon/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Outings/PM3%20Outing/Outings%20039.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Veneon/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Outings/PM3%20Outing/Outings%20038.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Veneon/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Outings/PM3%20Outing/Outings%20037.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Veneon/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Outings/PM3%20Outing/Outings%20036.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Veneon/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Outings/PM3%20Outing/Outings%20035.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Veneon/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Outings/PM3%20Outing/Outings%20034.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Veneon/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Outings/PM3%20Outing/Outings%20033.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Veneon/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Outings/PM3%20Outing/Outings%20032.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Veneon/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Outings/PM3%20Outing/Outings%20031.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Veneon/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Outings/PM3%20Outing/Outings%20030.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Veneon/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Outings/PM3%20Outing/Outings%20029.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Veneon/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Outings/PM3%20Outing/Outings%20028.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Veneon/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Outings/PM3%20Outing/Outings%20027.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Veneon/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Outings/PM3%20Outing/Outings%20026.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-7843571560021958534?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/7843571560021958534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=7843571560021958534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/7843571560021958534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/7843571560021958534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/11/college.html' title='College....'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/STAOjMOSABI/AAAAAAAAAQc/T4Q3Df86x_o/s72-c/Outings+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-5950806918943301681</id><published>2008-11-17T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T03:08:03.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hydromaniac</title><content type='html'>I've been drinking a relatively high amount of water these years... like since form 4? Almost about 6 litres everyday... my throat gets dry every 10 minutes or so, nowadays. Who knows, maybe if I continue on, one day I may end up easily getting dehydrated every few minutes. How am I gonna do outdoor activities like that? I might as well turn into an aquatic creature. Mermen? ;S Otherwise, be sure that I'm gonna be the first to die, should I ever get lost in the Sahara Desert. Or maybe it could be just the weather. Ah well... Let's just hope it is. This is the last week of exams btw! Finally! I see the end coming. &gt;____&gt; Like my friend, Faris said " Hari Raya dah lepas, Deepavali oso dah lepas... but exams belum lepas lagi..." Well, at least we've still got Christmas. It's gonna be the same for CNY next year I bet. Heard the trials will be early next year... GOD save us wei... &gt;___&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-5950806918943301681?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/5950806918943301681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=5950806918943301681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/5950806918943301681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/5950806918943301681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/11/hydromaniac.html' title='Hydromaniac'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-752125396614886881</id><published>2008-11-08T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:39:33.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Story for the Non-Believers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Why do you say that ?' asked the customer. 'Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, if God exists, would there be so many sick people  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would there be abandoned children ? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine a loving God who would allow all of these things.' &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The customer thought for a moment, but didn't respond because he didn't want to start an argument. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked dirty and unkempt. The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again and he said to the barber: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You know what? Barbers do not exist.'&lt;br /&gt;'How can you say that?' asked the surprised barber. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I am here, and I am a barber. And I just worked on you !' &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No!' the customer exclaimed. 'Barbers don't exist because&lt;br /&gt;if they did, there would be no people with dirty long hair and untrimmed beards, like that man outside.' &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt; 'Ah, but barbers DO exist! That's what happens when people do not come to &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;me.&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;' &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt; 'Exactly !' affirmed the customer. 'That's the point! God, too, DOES exist ! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happens when people do not go to Him and don't look to Him for help.&lt;br /&gt;That's why there's so much pain and suffering in the world.' &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;I find it amazingly true. I'm not against non-believers, paganism or whatsoever, I mean , it's your choice of life. So.. it's up to you. But it's just something I would reply when one says God doesn't exist. I've always been speechless when they come to these topics. So now I have my reply for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&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/1406405256409817376-752125396614886881?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/752125396614886881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=752125396614886881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/752125396614886881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/752125396614886881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/11/story-for-non-believers.html' title='A Story for the Non-Believers'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-1160792982230686359</id><published>2008-11-08T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T06:31:19.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gift of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SRWg4ZVe85I/AAAAAAAAAQU/pX1BgJl1Glk/s1600-h/3panelsoul51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SRWg4ZVe85I/AAAAAAAAAQU/pX1BgJl1Glk/s320/3panelsoul51.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266292230013776786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;It is a mystery why we fall in LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;It is a mystery how it happens. It is a mystery when it comes. It is a mystery why some love grows and it is a mystery why some love fails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;You can analyze this mystery and look for reasons and causes but you will never do anything more than take life out of the experience. Just like life itself is more than the sum of bones and muscles and electrical impulses in the body, LOVE is the sum of interest and attractions and commonalities that 2 people share. And just as life is a gift that comes and goes in its own time, so too the coming of love must be taken as an unfathomable gift that can’t be questioned in its way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Hopefully, at least once in your life, flower, and you’ll take hold of it and celebrate it in inexpressible beauty. THIS IS THE DREAM WE ALL SHARE. More often, it will come and take hold of you, celebrate you for a brief moment, then move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;When this happen to young people, they do often try to grasp the love and hold it to them, refusing to see it as a gift that, just as freely, moves away. When fall out of love, or the person they love feels the spirit of love leaving, they try desperately to reclaim the love that is lost rather than accepting the gift for what it was, then move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;They want answers where there are none. They want to know what is wrong in them that makes the other person no longer love them, or they try to make their love change, thinking that if small things were different, love would bloom again. They blame the circumstances and say that if they go far and away and start a new life together, their love will grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;They try to give meaning to what has happened but there is no meaning beyond the love itself. And until they accept its own mysterious ways, they will live in a SEA of MISERY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;You need to know this about love and accept it. You need to threat what it brings to you with kindness. If you find yourself in love with someone who does not love you, BE GENTLE WITH YOURSELF! There is nothing wrong with you. LOVE just didn’t choose to rest in other person’s heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;If you find someone else in love with you and you don’t love him back, feel honored that love came and called at your door but refuse the GIFT that you cannot return. DO NOT TAKE ADVANTAGE, DON’T CAUSE PAIN. How you deal with love is how you deal yourself. Our hearts feel the same pain and joy, even if our lives and ways are different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;If you fall in love with a man, and he falls in love with you, but then chooses to leave, do not try to reclaim it or assess blame. LET IT GO! There is a reason and there is a meaning. YOU WILL KNOW IN TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Remember that you don’t choose love. LOVE CHOOSES YOU. All you can do is accept all its mysteries when it comes into your life. Fill the way it fills you, then reach out and give it away. Give it back to the person who brought it alive in you. Give it to others who deem it poor in spirit. Give it to the world around you in anyway you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;This is where many lovers go wrong. Having been so long in love, they understand love only as a need. They see their hearts as empty places that will be filled with love, and then begin to look at love as something that flows to them rather than from them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;The first blush of is overflowing but as their love cools, they revert to seeing as a need. They cease to be someone who generates love and instead become someone who seeks love. They forget that the secret of love is to treat it as a gift that can be made to grow only by GIVING IT AWAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Remember this and keep it in your heart. LIFE AS ITS OWN TIME, ITS OWN SEASONS, AND ITS OWN COMING AND GOING. You cannot bribe it or coerce it or reason it into staying. You can only embrace it when it arrives and give it away when it comes to you. But if it chooses to leave your heart or the heart of your loved one, there is nothing you can do and there is nothing you should d. Love always has been and always will be a mystery. Be glad that it came for a MOMENT in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;If you keep your heart open, it will come again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Letters to my son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;PS: Thx for showing me this, shobs. ;)&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/1406405256409817376-1160792982230686359?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/1160792982230686359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=1160792982230686359' title='1 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-4013728582161681390</id><published>2008-11-07T20:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T20:30:24.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfair - Josh Kelley</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Unfair" - Josh Kelley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You find it hard to sleep cos when you close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You still got her picture hanging on your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You wish you didn't need what you just cant have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But there ain't nothing you can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;There's not a second that you don't think about her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But she don't even think one single thought of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Why does love got to be so unfair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Making you heart see something that's just not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Why does love got to be so unkind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Making you hurt so bad no its just no right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Why does love got to be so unfair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Oh why does love got to be so unfair baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Its such a sad affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When you give your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And the one you give it to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just goes and tears it all apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You wish you didn't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Didn't care at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But all you do is care too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;There's not a single night you don't dream about her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But your the very last thing she'll be dreaming of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Why does love got to be so unfair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Making you heart see something that's just not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Why does love got to be so unkind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Making you hurt so bad no its just not right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Why does love got to be so unfair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ohh its a sad fact its the cold hard truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sometimes your gonna learn that love is cruel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sometimes your gonna find out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gonna find the one you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just don't love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Why does love got to be so unfair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Making you heart see something that's just not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Why does love got to be so unkind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Making you hurt so bad no its just not right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Why does love ohh why does love got to be so unfair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Why does love got to be so unfair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Making you heart see something that's just not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Why does love got to be so unkind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Making you hurt so bad no its just not right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-07622814185686768 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/Erx68KKm8MM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Erx68KKm8MM&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/Erx68KKm8MM&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Thank you for everything btw oh friends. You know who you are, people. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-4013728582161681390?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/4013728582161681390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=4013728582161681390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/4013728582161681390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/4013728582161681390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/11/unfair-josh-kelley.html' title='Unfair - Josh Kelley'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-2974721925953611191</id><published>2008-11-06T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T06:21:46.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SRO62W0jFHI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Y4Fdj-Um0ao/s1600-h/n227300156_1795315_8342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SRO62W0jFHI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Y4Fdj-Um0ao/s320/n227300156_1795315_8342.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265757832327926898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel real random today. So is the picture. A friend of my show me this pic. And I love it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-2974721925953611191?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/2974721925953611191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=2974721925953611191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/2974721925953611191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/2974721925953611191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/11/randomness.html' title='Randomness~'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SRO62W0jFHI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Y4Fdj-Um0ao/s72-c/n227300156_1795315_8342.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-8905765481676742084</id><published>2008-11-06T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T08:35:48.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avatar Live Movie??</title><content type='html'>Huh?? I dunno... it's a cartoon... And... to think someone is gonna do the live acting?? ;S Maybe they will have to find real kungfu practicing children? The ones in the Buddhist temple to act. And for some reason... I have a feeling that Hollywood Asians like Jackie Chan, Jet Li, Chow Yuen Fatt, Sammo Hung and Michelle Yeow will be acting. After all, they are in most of the movies that has Asian culture. Tell me one movie that has Asian stuff and no Asian Hollywood actor or actress are in it? But if they can make a nice movie out of it... it would be cool. Just thought that cinematic movie would be much better? Some motion in real live are really hard to perform compare to cinematic where anything is possible. =D Can u imagine if Jackie Chan becomes Jeong Jeong and starts floatin around shooting fire out?? Jet Li become Firelord Ozai?? Sammo Hung being Uncle Iroh?? Michelle Yeow... the weird old Blood Bender??  ;D Some imagination man. And the main characters?? Aang? Some bald chinese dude with blue arrows on his head and limbs? Err... ;S Even so, Avatar the Last Airbender's a very nice series. Which is why I wouldn't want my interest towards it to be spoiled or scarred by the oh-so-fake moves in the movie... =\ Shooting fire out of the limbs? Bending water with taichi moves?? And most of all... Aang in Avatar State. ;S Gosh... his eyes has to glow... but... ;s I really dunno. There are so many possibilities that the movie could be a total disaster. ;S Arrggh... ah well... that's for the directors to worry. I still have my exams to worry about. Lol... btw.. checkout the interview with M. Night Shyamalan on the Avatar Live Movie. And yes, the director of The Happening. I shall have faith in him then. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dBiGRraX3Fs&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/dBiGRraX3Fs&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-8905765481676742084?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/8905765481676742084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=8905765481676742084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/8905765481676742084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/8905765481676742084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/11/avatar-live-movie.html' title='Avatar Live Movie??'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-6213037331902165474</id><published>2008-11-06T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T08:12:32.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aesthetics</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aesthetics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Aesthetics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;esthetics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; (also spelled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;æsthetics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;) is commonly known as the study of sensory or sensori-emotional values, sometimes called judgement of sentiment and taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="cite_ref-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aesthetics#cite_note-0" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; More broadly, scholars in the field define aesthetics as "critical reflection on art, culture and nature."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="cite_ref-1" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aesthetics#cite_note-1" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Aesthetics is a subdiscipline of axiology, a branch of philosophy and is closely associated with the philosophy of art. Aesthetics studies new ways of seeing and of perceiving the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I found interesting in wiki. And why haven't I thought of majoring in philosophy... oh yes... as if a Malaysian philosopher can ever survive in Malaysia... &gt;___&gt; He/she will more likely succeed in becoming the bomoh or those seng sei. Reality sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-6213037331902165474?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/6213037331902165474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=6213037331902165474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/6213037331902165474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/6213037331902165474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/11/aesthetics.html' title='Aesthetics'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-4923475730602712883</id><published>2008-11-03T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:17:39.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese Star look-a-like.</title><content type='html'>Yerp. And guess who? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IAN YONG TZY LIK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet Ian Yong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQ8psfqg1CI/AAAAAAAAAQE/3Iaw9gVPEMk/s1600-h/n751047994_629233_2241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQ8psfqg1CI/AAAAAAAAAQE/3Iaw9gVPEMk/s320/n751047994_629233_2241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264472333810193442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Ian Yong with his eyes opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQ8pr0FA9hI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Ury4H5ATmUQ/s1600-h/n567567836_282577_4655.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQ8pr0FA9hI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Ury4H5ATmUQ/s320/n567567836_282577_4655.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264472322110191122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Dj U-Ichi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQ8oZn38eII/AAAAAAAAAPk/9Gkuw2dK4WE/s1600-h/03368a03526e80f6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQ8oZn38eII/AAAAAAAAAPk/9Gkuw2dK4WE/s320/03368a03526e80f6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264470910084872322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQ8oY4CeKYI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Z6r69_pkpyw/s1600-h/915uichi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQ8oY4CeKYI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Z6r69_pkpyw/s320/915uichi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264470897244121474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See any resemblance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resemblance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mata sepet (Slited-eyes).&lt;br /&gt;2. Hair style (current hairstyle of course, not in as in the picture)&lt;br /&gt;3. Heights. (both are tall arses)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we'll know how he'll look like when he grows up into his ... *checks up on wikipedia,google, etc etc* err... mayb his twenties? Yea, ian's gonna sue me like how he's gonna sue his barber for making him look like the Dj. But hei, it's a compliment when someone says "Hei, you look like *insert star's name here* " Below is how our conversation started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Characters: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Mercurialis = Veneon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Ianyong = Ian yong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ianyong.: u lala. Omg.u freaking lala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercurialis: ;S wth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ianyong: ur blog -.- so lala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercurialis: owh u read.hei ppl do read =D cool. lol.... and err... thx &gt;____&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ianyong.: ya 1st time i read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercurialis: &gt;___&gt; oh and btw did u get my message dat day? about ur hair too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ianyong.: nvr see -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercurialis: go youtube. Type home made kazoku no rain no rainbow .u see the first few seconds at the dj. He looks like the older version of u ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ianyong.: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OMK-xePGdp8&lt;br /&gt;this one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercurialis: yerp, looks like u =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ianyong.: waa' really wor -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercurialis: &gt;___&gt; it looks like u admit it lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercurialis: 1.04 can see the clear face LOL . But of course minus, the fairness and the red line below ur eyes of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ianyong.: ... wtf reaaly sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercurialis: &gt;___&gt;.ur sarcasm is really at a high lvl. pretty soon u'll get high sarcasm pressure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ianyong.: oi,really la. Not sarcastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercurialis: LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ianyong.: really,the hair.zz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercurialis: japant!XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ianyong.: watafak.no way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercurialis: it's a compliment btw...&gt;__&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ianyong.: no way.i look like some dj.wtf.im suppose to look like brad pitt man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercurialis: &gt;__&gt; failure i guess. sue the saloonist den&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ianyong.: ya.i need go sue him -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercurialis: Good luck... doing so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to tell when he's serious or when he's sarcastic. Ah well... back to study now. Gosh , I can't believe I thought chem exams are tomorrow. It's the day after next. =D yes.. blurness... bak kata orang cina "Tok tou mong liao" (studying till blur liao *direct translation*). By the way, below is the video where I realized the resemblance. It's the same as Ian's current hairstyle. Yes, those of you in Sunway college should stare at him after reading this. You'll get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-09064669837232255 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/OMK-xePGdp8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-09064669837232255 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/OMK-xePGdp8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-09064669837232255 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/OMK-xePGdp8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-09064669837232255 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/OMK-xePGdp8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-09064669837232255 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/OMK-xePGdp8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-09064669837232255 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/OMK-xePGdp8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-09064669837232255 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/OMK-xePGdp8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OMK-xePGdp8&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/OMK-xePGdp8&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;PS: Happy birthday ian, =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-4923475730602712883?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/4923475730602712883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=4923475730602712883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/4923475730602712883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/4923475730602712883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/11/japanese-star-look-like.html' title='Japanese Star look-a-like.'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQ8psfqg1CI/AAAAAAAAAQE/3Iaw9gVPEMk/s72-c/n751047994_629233_2241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-8111747816774918003</id><published>2008-11-01T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:49:17.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>It's getting into me. It's consuming me. It's a sandstorm in here. It's bitter. It's exhausting. It's painful. It's driving me crazy. It's causing me to lose my sleep even more often. It's gonna cost me my future if I don't do something. But what am I to do. Helpless. I'm losing my feelings as well. I'm just running away once more. It's wrong, but i can't help it.  I can't stand strong to face it. Story of a helpless child? No. I'm just not doing anything. I'm letting the world crushing me. Divided between my choice, my goal and what I should do. What use of a pure heart when it's been put away to avoid dealing with the cruel world. I hate myself. I'm consuming myself. So much for trying to be strong for others. Heh, how ironic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-8111747816774918003?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/8111747816774918003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=8111747816774918003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/8111747816774918003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/8111747816774918003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/11/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-2862567079916774296</id><published>2008-10-27T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T06:21:35.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melvin's Wedding</title><content type='html'>And another lovely wedding. It's quite common to have a few weddings in a year when your grandparents have many children. It's a huge family. The soon-to-be-wed's place will be filled with children laughing, screaming, crying and the overwhelming sound of chit-chating and gossiping from the aunties and the lame jokes the uncles come out with. It's the sound of joy and happiness. The sound of a big happy family. And the youngster will be dying to go out with the rest of the cousins to go for mamak just to run away from the noise. Always being a tradition, the night before the wedding, there will be a small feast for the family and more chit-chats. Then came the day of the wedding, where everyone will meet up at the church. I think everyone knows the process of that so yea... I'll skip that part. *an excuse to skip that part because I don't have the pictures of the church wedding* Ehem... then comes the dinner. =D Every one's favourite. It was held at Pavilion. My first time there! You people should know I don't go shopping much so... yes "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bak kata katak di bawah tempurung&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaECXsQLYI/AAAAAAAAAKg/5k-MkwXbBC8/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+004.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaECXsQLYI/AAAAAAAAAKg/5k-MkwXbBC8/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262038390883233154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pavilion top view. =D&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaEB20uwjI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/1w-bDVxWiHk/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+002.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaEB20uwjI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/1w-bDVxWiHk/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262038382060421682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Restaurant&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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaEyWSDHYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_0cIURy6CY0/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+019.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaEyWSDHYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_0cIURy6CY0/s320/Melvi%3Cspan%20class=" error="" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The receptionist. =D Tenny and Shany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaIf1IZNpI/AAAAAAAAALg/sW1Hdtt6cWE/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+021.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaIf1IZNpI/AAAAAAAAALg/sW1Hdtt6cWE/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262043295048611474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaEzAgT0HI/AAAAAAAAALY/zs188nLlsL4/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+020.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaEzAgT0HI/AAAAAAAAALY/zs188nLlsL4/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262039226472714354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaM8uVDY0I/AAAAAAAAANg/AW9Cc8aboA4/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+030.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaM8uVDY0I/AAAAAAAAANg/AW9Cc8aboA4/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262048189485376322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaEyZtHmYI/AAAAAAAAALI/MnI7Ndr-GzQ/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+014.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaEyZtHmYI/AAAAAAAAALI/MnI7Ndr-GzQ/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262039216057457026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lobster:"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grrr... watcha looking!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Veneon:"&gt;_____&gt; WTF... I know you're stressed , knowing you're gonna be our food soon. Well that's the way of life. =D Have fun~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaExayo09I/AAAAAAAAAK4/3Stq3AEvj-I/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+013.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaExayo09I/AAAAAAAAAK4/3Stq3AEvj-I/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262039199169172434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you thought &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; is... it isn't &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;. It wasn't on the menu though... Wonder how it would taste like. =\ Oh and by the way, it's called geoduck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaECv94QDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/v7qcqAER87g/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaECv94QDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/v7qcqAER87g/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262038397399613490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaEC-tDgZI/AAAAAAAAAKw/PBxjqaGDwf8/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaEC-tDgZI/AAAAAAAAAKw/PBxjqaGDwf8/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262038401355579794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaECHjB3zI/AAAAAAAAAKY/cDBLdxYH6N0/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+003.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaECHjB3zI/AAAAAAAAAKY/cDBLdxYH6N0/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262038386549579570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaJ0MfQkoI/AAAAAAAAAMI/bGcnnK_t6js/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+032.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaJ0MfQkoI/AAAAAAAAAMI/bGcnnK_t6js/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262044744427541122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second aunty (whose son is getting married) and grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaJ0Ur7d6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/kiy5Rzl0JGI/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+033.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaJ0Ur7d6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/kiy5Rzl0JGI/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262044746628167586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret and David. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaIf3gnQVI/AAAAAAAAALo/l-YXeXqudH4/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaIf3gnQVI/AAAAAAAAALo/l-YXeXqudH4/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+022.jpg" alt="" error="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_52620&lt;span class=" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homg... the red wine... @___@ *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaIgn-Kr0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/607ryo_Rj5w/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaIgn-Kr0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/607ryo_Rj5w/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262043308695924546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first drink of beer... not bad... smell like shandy but doesn't taste like one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaOo1MTERI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rz1X6rwmw7I/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaOo1MTERI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rz1X6rwmw7I/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262050046753575186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaPLE-my-I/AAAAAAAAAO4/xH34pwcol6M/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaPLE-my-I/AAAAAAAAAO4/xH34pwcol6M/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262050635106667490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joan and my sister, Syuwen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaPK3KybMI/AAAAAAAAAOw/1CxU28CVe4o/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+012.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaPK3KybMI/AAAAAAAAAOw/1CxU28CVe4o/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262050631399664834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joan once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaOoOtfBnI/AAAAAAAAAOI/GgKXb1UPlRw/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+001.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaOoOtfBnI/AAAAAAAAAOI/GgKXb1UPlRw/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262050036423788146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David eating his spinach porridge... poor thing... Some messy mouth he's got there. Well that makes him look real cute. Lol, I'll remember to put this on his wedding day. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaOozAceNI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KXmMZvDOXUw/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaOozAceNI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KXmMZvDOXUw/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262050046166989010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra, she's got some passion for posing. Future model maybe? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaOoeHALKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_FccTVX7FMM/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+005.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaOoeHALKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_FccTVX7FMM/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262050040557350050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaM8U_vxkI/AAAAAAAAANY/oTg0vo9MsXQ/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaM8U_vxkI/AAAAAAAAANY/oTg0vo9MsXQ/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262048182685124162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaJ1Zre0aI/AAAAAAAAAMo/oJuFX_7jrE8/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaJ1Zre0aI/AAAAAAAAAMo/oJuFX_7jrE8/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262044765148336546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newly weds. =)  Shi Ket and Melvin. Lovely couple, duncha think? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaLMfPA2sI/AAAAAAAAAMw/366Edy80AXg/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+049.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaLMfPA2sI/AAAAAAAAAMw/366Edy80AXg/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262046261288164034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A toast from the Bridegroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And then comes the part, what all chinese love to do during large celebrations and weddings. Where we scream... err.. shout to the top of our lungs , "YAMMMMMMM.......SING!!!" =D It means cheers by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaLM8ttsaI/AAAAAAAAAM4/hzrOkSAAfC4/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+051.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaLM8ttsaI/AAAAAAAAAM4/hzrOkSAAfC4/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262046269201559970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaOn16DFAI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6H3tHNoirVI/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaOn16DFAI/AAAAAAAAAOA/6H3tHNoirVI/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262050029765596162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaM9XIvB-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/vq8h7-_xj-k/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+061.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaM9XIvB-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/vq8h7-_xj-k/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262048200439564258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaM8yv5j3I/AAAAAAAAANw/YRnoJfqzlfE/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+060.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaM8yv5j3I/AAAAAAAAANw/YRnoJfqzlfE/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262048190671720306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaM8seIpQI/AAAAAAAAANo/PDdT1-V4CBA/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaM8seIpQI/AAAAAAAAANo/PDdT1-V4CBA/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262048188986598658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaLN5zF2jI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Zlwj5MaFn6c/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+056.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaLN5zF2jI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Zlwj5MaFn6c/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262046285598677554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaLNCmFAdI/AAAAAAAAANA/Xnse5Zqb1oc/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+055.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaLNCmFAdI/AAAAAAAAANA/Xnse5Zqb1oc/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262046270780146130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaLNX2pkxI/AAAAAAAAANI/B272NdR0RHk/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaLNX2pkxI/AAAAAAAAANI/B272NdR0RHk/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262046276486796050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;note that the pictures aren't so clear.. that's coz i'm taking the pictures and screaming.. i mean shouting too. I dunno why we shout or scream so loud... but I think it's just the way people are releasing their stress. =\The joy in the people's faces. Lovely shot. And my breaking record of drinking three types of alcohol in one night! =D Beer, red wine and whisky :P And I wasn't not drunk! Yea~ ehem.. sorry.. *syiok sendiri* Next round of pictures are random shots. The food and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaJ0pCg_NI/AAAAAAAAAMY/7pts1ZImoas/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaJ0pCg_NI/AAAAAAAAAMY/7pts1ZImoas/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262044752091610322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaJ04TeEjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/csTP2SeL7SM/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+041.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaJ04TeEjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/csTP2SeL7SM/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262044756189254194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaIg9-ImEI/AAAAAAAAAMA/84ZheA9lqng/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaIg9-ImEI/AAAAAAAAAMA/84ZheA9lqng/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262043314601367618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia, Syuwen , Joan(carried) and Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaEx2LWYoI/AAAAAAAAALA/bwPtBT34z3k/s1600-h/Melvin%27s+Wedding+010.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaEx2LWYoI/AAAAAAAAALA/bwPtBT34z3k/s320/Melvin%27s+Wedding+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262039206520578690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a picture of my two cousins, Joshua and Jeremy by the way... I know it's dark but it's best shot I could get out of stalking those two obssessed with the PSP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-2862567079916774296?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/2862567079916774296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=2862567079916774296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/2862567079916774296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/2862567079916774296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/10/melvins-wedding.html' title='Melvin&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQaECXsQLYI/AAAAAAAAAKg/5k-MkwXbBC8/s72-c/Melvin%27s+Wedding+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-5761248535364019188</id><published>2008-10-23T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T09:41:43.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feast for the Eyes!</title><content type='html'>Boredom has seriously taken a toll on me... with the brief period of examination gaps, I began missing &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trinity_Blood"&gt;Trinity Blood&lt;/a&gt;. It was a wonderful show. Brilliantly written... but the author past away when he reached the climax of the story... oh man... Ah well, life is in HIS hands anyway... so who am I to say. But his stories lives on. =D And so I began googling up the show and found wonderful arts of the series. Remarkable. I can't stop staring at the pictures. So I decided uploading them here. Have fun staring at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFIEPSpsbI/AAAAAAAAAIA/CJ86SBHT5XM/s1600-h/1002942411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFIEPSpsbI/AAAAAAAAAIA/CJ86SBHT5XM/s320/1002942411.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260565077406888370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFIEPSpsbI/AAAAAAAAAIA/CJ86SBHT5XM/s1600-h/1002942411.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AX agents&lt;br /&gt;AX, short for &lt;i&gt;Arcanum Cella Ex Dono Dei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFNBsvDHwI/AAAAAAAAAJI/q2FRsYbxiok/s1600-h/Oden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFNBsvDHwI/AAAAAAAAAJI/q2FRsYbxiok/s320/Oden.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260570531329154818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Rosenkreuz Orden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFKbpdok2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/vcLM-AHg1cM/s1600-h/8ae314fe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFKbpdok2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/vcLM-AHg1cM/s320/8ae314fe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260567678592521058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AX Members&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFKcG3_IKI/AAAAAAAAAJA/kVKZtiGx9uw/s1600-h/2a29b7df.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFKcG3_IKI/AAAAAAAAAJA/kVKZtiGx9uw/s320/2a29b7df.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260567686487679138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evening Walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFKbXk4bDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0PQuOnf5i6w/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFKbXk4bDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0PQuOnf5i6w/s320/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260567673791081522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFKD5WUueI/AAAAAAAAAIo/sX1oSZ6am4E/s1600-h/411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFKD5WUueI/AAAAAAAAAIo/sX1oSZ6am4E/s320/411.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260567270539966946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Walk in Albion, Neo-London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFKDNHuxbI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8ZD1jhDQ25w/s1600-h/8170241b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFKDNHuxbI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8ZD1jhDQ25w/s320/8170241b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260567258667599282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crusniks, Abel and Cain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFKC59zbkI/AAAAAAAAAII/QdoSH7VURE4/s1600-h/544970895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFKC59zbkI/AAAAAAAAAII/QdoSH7VURE4/s320/544970895.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260567253525687874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helga von Vogelwiede and Cain Nightroad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFGEUjffFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/X12dCQaNQ7o/s1600-h/trinityblood12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFGEUjffFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/X12dCQaNQ7o/s320/trinityblood12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260562879796444242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mage and the Puppeteer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFIDV3mE9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/Rpxr_XEW1k0/s1600-h/as1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFIDV3mE9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/Rpxr_XEW1k0/s320/as1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260565061992584146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astharoshe The Viscountess of Odessa and the Duchess of Kiev&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFIDTpNrJI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SIDXwAZM8Ck/s1600-h/abel5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFIDTpNrJI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SIDXwAZM8Ck/s320/abel5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260565061395393682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abel Nightroad, the Vampire Predator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFXmpT_wUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/TW-boxvix34/s1600-h/476286-20061228135729.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFXmpT_wUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/TW-boxvix34/s320/476286-20061228135729.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260582161181819202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther Blanchett, the Queen of Albion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFVJqWomjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rsYOqfolpZ8/s1600-h/william.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFVJqWomjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rsYOqfolpZ8/s320/william.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260579464221858354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Walter Wordsworth, the Professor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFVKg3DCZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/LrqNsDwZOQE/s1600-h/tres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFVKg3DCZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/LrqNsDwZOQE/s320/tres.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260579478853323154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hercules Tres Iqus, the Gunslinger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFVKASzngI/AAAAAAAAAJg/V_92u27-Yv0/s1600-h/Trinity-Blood-PP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFVKASzngI/AAAAAAAAAJg/V_92u27-Yv0/s320/Trinity-Blood-PP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260579470111383042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugue de Watteau, the Sword Dancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFICv4ZckI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TpFYy9vARtM/s1600-h/brothermatheus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFICv4ZckI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TpFYy9vARtM/s320/brothermatheus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260565051795403330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother Matthaious, the Devil of Morroco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFHe5VfyCI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qk6veQr2-vA/s1600-h/d83b1c54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFHe5VfyCI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qk6veQr2-vA/s320/d83b1c54.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260564435858081826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;lle Bor, the Mistress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFXmTyT2fI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/NtMrlH6bbMc/s1600-h/Caterina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFXmTyT2fI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/NtMrlH6bbMc/s320/Caterina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260582155403385330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cardinal Catherina Sforza, the Duchess of Milan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFHeTJrnnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3CkwbfXdPm4/s1600-h/e6b19ed8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFHeTJrnnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3CkwbfXdPm4/s320/e6b19ed8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260564425607978610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaclav Havel, The No Faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFHeNDW2hI/AAAAAAAAAG4/U7-wOBsXRdM/s1600-h/e00a440d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFHeNDW2hI/AAAAAAAAAG4/U7-wOBsXRdM/s320/e00a440d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260564423970839058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaclac Havel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFVKjWzCjI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FGGPYNxGKfM/s1600-h/SisterPaula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFVKjWzCjI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FGGPYNxGKfM/s320/SisterPaula.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260579479523363378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sister Paula Souwaski, the Lady of Death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFKDUZ85ZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Je2mgPUXAq4/s1600-h/483776-20070401085153.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFKDUZ85ZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Je2mgPUXAq4/s320/483776-20070401085153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260567260623070610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astharoshe Asran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFVJZmxOWI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wdq6-KkvyXs/s1600-h/95c23652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFVJZmxOWI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wdq6-KkvyXs/s320/95c23652.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260579459726129506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seth Nightroad, Queen of the New Human Empire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQF1ib4s2vI/AAAAAAAAAKI/KnRT8KM3LeM/s1600-h/largeAnimePaperscans_Trinity-Blood_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQF1ib4s2vI/AAAAAAAAAKI/KnRT8KM3LeM/s320/largeAnimePaperscans_Trinity-Blood_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260615074207030002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cain Nightroad ,the Contra Mundi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFHezpgwHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4YLfgrNZxuc/s1600-h/DietrichisEvil.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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFHezpgwHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4YLfgrNZxuc/s320/DietrichisEvil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260564434331418738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dietrich von Longherin, the Puppeteer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFKDiT19ZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/0FQZk5A-KUc/s1600-h/21471-20060531201709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFKDiT19ZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/0FQZk5A-KUc/s320/21471-20060531201709.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260567264355546514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaak von Kämpfler, the Panzer Magier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFHfEnk_4I/AAAAAAAAAHY/6yNWHvXM7hU/s1600-h/cainabelesther.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFHfEnk_4I/AAAAAAAAAHY/6yNWHvXM7hU/s320/cainabelesther.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260564438886711170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murder of Seth Nightroad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFGnonklHI/AAAAAAAAAGw/u3AShFHgkms/s1600-h/estherallesandro2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFGnonklHI/AAAAAAAAAGw/u3AShFHgkms/s320/estherallesandro2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260563486477685874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pope AlessandroXVIII's Death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFGnOiPfZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/eiK2UnzZZao/s1600-h/fgfdgvgfvgfbvbgf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFGnOiPfZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/eiK2UnzZZao/s320/fgfdgvgfvgfbvbgf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260563479476010386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFGmyE-BDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/LRsEZksevdc/s1600-h/gfgffg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFGmyE-BDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/LRsEZksevdc/s320/gfgffg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260563471837037618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conflict&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFGmaiBSiI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YnmhSaOQP0Q/s1600-h/Trinity_Blood_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFGmaiBSiI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YnmhSaOQP0Q/s320/Trinity_Blood_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260563465516436002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gathering of Rosenkruez Orden&lt;br /&gt;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFGFdyUJUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/NTV7vIfKCmU/s1600-h/Trinity_Blood_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFGFdyUJUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/NTV7vIfKCmU/s320/Trinity_Blood_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260562899454403906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murder attempt of William Walter Wordsworth&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFGE6LGO2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/FG1GhQsjgkE/s1600-h/TrinityBlood9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFGE6LGO2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/FG1GhQsjgkE/s320/TrinityBlood9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260562889894673250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Paula's Assassinations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFGE7WY0sI/AAAAAAAAAF4/6Zziu11_n3g/s1600-h/trinityblood10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFGE7WY0sI/AAAAAAAAAF4/6Zziu11_n3g/s320/trinityblood10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260562890210464450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Crusniks&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFGEpXLeAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/T2qCUoumwkI/s1600-h/TrinityBlood10-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFGEpXLeAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/T2qCUoumwkI/s320/TrinityBlood10-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260562885381945346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abel Nightroad and Astharoshe Asran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-5761248535364019188?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/5761248535364019188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=5761248535364019188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/5761248535364019188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/5761248535364019188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/10/feast-for-eyes.html' title='Feast for the Eyes!'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SQFIEPSpsbI/AAAAAAAAAIA/CJ86SBHT5XM/s72-c/1002942411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-6264077459466287117</id><published>2008-10-18T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T02:14:25.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture of my Lala-fied Hair.</title><content type='html'>My friends are freaking me up with their wild imaginations of how my hair was all long and silky. Being a pretty boy and all.  It's really my fault for giving the description in the previous post at the first place. &gt;___&gt; So here's a REAL image of my God's mistake face. *prays "Forgive me Father for I've use thy name in vain.."* I'm gonna be in an immortal trouble with HIM up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPmoGmpZElI/AAAAAAAAAEo/wLXX5hjLy2g/s1600-h/Random+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPmoGmpZElI/AAAAAAAAAEo/wLXX5hjLy2g/s320/Random+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258418871338603090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPmoG1PxSVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XYutf5CXXm8/s1600-h/Random+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPmoG1PxSVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XYutf5CXXm8/s320/Random+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258418875257669970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPmoHJo9iqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/JX0tVzaTNoU/s1600-h/Random+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPmoHJo9iqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/JX0tVzaTNoU/s320/Random+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258418880732039842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPmoHteYQbI/AAAAAAAAAFA/aIMJPek23l8/s1600-h/Random+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPmoHteYQbI/AAAAAAAAAFA/aIMJPek23l8/s320/Random+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258418890351329714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry... I know my cam-whoring skills are horrible. I dun go posing around everyday like some guys do. *hint hint*. But so what?? Sue me. The first pic is blurred coz my sista took them. LOL. Be scarred for life. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-6264077459466287117?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/6264077459466287117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=6264077459466287117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/6264077459466287117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/6264077459466287117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/10/picture-of-my-lala-fied-hair.html' title='Picture of my Lala-fied Hair.'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPmoGmpZElI/AAAAAAAAAEo/wLXX5hjLy2g/s72-c/Random+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-3174851796497449545</id><published>2008-10-18T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T01:44:41.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random post</title><content type='html'>My hair..... my poor hair... Yes. I've cut my hair. People were telling me that I was beginning to look like Shaggy. I dunno why but yes. *you know who you are* And my mum has been nagging me to cut my hair. She says I look like one character, Power Chan from the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Drive_of_Life"&gt;Driver of Life show&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPmZz81fiqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/6ob5AbjUAC0/s1600-h/200px-PowerChan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPmZz81fiqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/6ob5AbjUAC0/s320/200px-PowerChan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258403157714635426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet Power Chan. Nice name... &gt;___&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; it's not the hairstyle he had in the show. This picture is from some dramawiki. Just to let you people see his face clearer. Because the picture in the barchart isn't So clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incase you were wondering what show is that, it is some chinese show on Astro Wah Lai Toi. And in the barchart where it's circled red. That's him. Though his hairstyle isn't really shown at all... People like esther lee and hazel who follow this series should know how 'indecent' he looked like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPmZ0Ir6FWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UETwTZCYeJ0/s1600-h/Tdofchart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPmZ0Ir6FWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UETwTZCYeJ0/s320/Tdofchart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258403160895657314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But practically, the main point is that the character had a hairstyle like mine and played a antagonist character. And therefore, I must cut my hair to not look like an antagonist. &gt;_____&gt; In addition to that, mum says I should get my hair trimmed 'neatter' for my cousin's upcoming wedding next Saturday.  So... being a good boy. I said "Yes mum". This happened yesterday. I went to the barber today in the evening and the barber who normally cuts my hair isn't around. ;S The conversation goes like this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V: Uncle , boss mana?&lt;br /&gt;Barber: Boss takde sini lar.&lt;br /&gt;V: Mana dia pegi?&lt;br /&gt;Barber: Sudah balik kampung. Minggu depan baru balik.&lt;br /&gt;V: Hah?! Minggu depan arh? Haiyo...&lt;br /&gt;Barber: Uncle potong lah. Uncle potong banyak cantik punya.&lt;br /&gt;V: &gt;_____&gt; Tunggu arh. *calls mum*&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Ello.&lt;br /&gt;V: Mi, the normal guy not around lar.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: The rest leh?&lt;br /&gt;V: Got lar, but that uncle don't cut nicely wan.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Haiya, cut only lar. By next week, you're gonna look real ugly.&lt;br /&gt;V: But better den letting him screw up my hair rite?&lt;br /&gt;Mum: What?&lt;br /&gt;V: Nvm...*puts down the phone* Oklar uncle. Kasi trim lah.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle: Ok ok, mali mali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And woilah~ He turned me hair into a not so long yet not so short , spikey but not that spikey, girl but look like some japanese anime feminine male hairstyle. But I can tell one thing for sure. I look like a LALAMUI rather den a lalazhai. NOOOO!!! And so yea. I will have to live with this hairstyle until it grows longer and HOPEFULLY by next saturday. I don't wanna look like this in my family photograph with this hairstyle. Sigh... I know I may sound quite vain or whatsoever... but hei, at the very least I just din't wanna end up looking like a girl! And for those of you who would love to see a picture of me like this... forget it. I ain't gonna dump my pride down the drain. &gt;___&gt; And if you're a friend, you should understand. If not... you may still be a friend who just wanna see me in my worst state and laugh about it and then get on with life. Which can be quite irritating... and change my perspective of u. So just be considered... It's might even scar you for life. =D So it's mutually beneficial. No? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-3174851796497449545?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/3174851796497449545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=3174851796497449545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/3174851796497449545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/3174851796497449545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-post.html' title='Random post'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPmZz81fiqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/6ob5AbjUAC0/s72-c/200px-PowerChan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-5349192214205541535</id><published>2008-10-16T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T07:29:21.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October Babies~</title><content type='html'>Though it's still in the middle of the exam... I still can't help but to feel real bad for not attending these people's birthday parties or surprises especially this month's since exams are like so near or on... Sending sms or messages through Facebook and all are like... I dunno. I think it's quite insincere.  These people are my close friends and people I know for more then like.. a decade? Or close to a decade and yet I can spend time with them on their birthday. Plus, this might be the last year for some of them to be around before heading off to overseas. Either way, these people are precious to me. So... I sincerely apologize for not being able to attend the celebrations. Anyways... because of that, I've decided that I shall make the second post for all those who are born on October. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcPnnPPzsI/AAAAAAAAADI/KanFk-yieJo/s1600-h/sic+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcPnnPPzsI/AAAAAAAAADI/KanFk-yieJo/s320/sic+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257688263200591554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's barely a year, you're still a close friend to me, Catherine. Happy belated Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcg_52kXCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/U8atag4MTQ8/s1600-h/Confirmation+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcg_52kXCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/U8atag4MTQ8/s320/Confirmation+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257707372211887138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A friend since our young days in Catechism classes. Yea... we actually really got close since the confirmation. But anyways, I think we can consider that as close friends, no? ;) Happy Belated Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next time... send me the pictures we took together... This was the best picture I could find and this was because it was MY camera. &gt;___&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shobs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcOEWawIPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/HHHOIUKBCzA/s1600-h/n736842836_724023_8261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcOEWawIPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/HHHOIUKBCzA/s320/n736842836_724023_8261.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257686557878395122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's a close friend and a 'sister' whom I knew for nearly a decade, Shobs. Happy Belated Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS: And by the way Shobs, this is the only pic I have of the two of us. You NEVER send me any of those pics after we took pictures together... so yea... It's the best i could find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ming Jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcOo0Uq0TI/AAAAAAAAADA/ROkT74Z9JSw/s1600-h/Young+days+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcOo0Uq0TI/AAAAAAAAADA/ROkT74Z9JSw/s320/Young+days+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257687184381235506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's the only neighbour I have *Since I'm staying in a corner lot*, a friend whom I can only play toys with when I was young, and a close friend I knew for more then a decade, Ming jie. Happy Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcQaDOYhRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/6fAGe9Cqq6Q/s1600-h/Young+days+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcQaDOYhRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/6fAGe9Cqq6Q/s320/Young+days+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257689129706620178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was on my 6th birthday I think... but I still remembered it quite clearly. Yu Wei was very young back then. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcRA6ZOAXI/AAAAAAAAADY/ab_KBdQOIF0/s1600-h/Young+days+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcRA6ZOAXI/AAAAAAAAADY/ab_KBdQOIF0/s320/Young+days+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257689797351047538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's your two brothers behind me. Too bad I covered Yu Wei's face... but I think he would prefer it that way... I practically imagine how he's gonna scream if he sees his picture here... Well don't think I don't have them. I was just lazy to take them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Benjamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcaqIT1dfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/qp1PzWpP8I4/s1600-h/Young+days+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcaqIT1dfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/qp1PzWpP8I4/s320/Young+days+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257700401065850354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cousins who would run around grandma's place and plucking and throwing those little precious lime orange grandma loved so much at people below from the balcony. Those were the days... no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;By the way, just guess who's who. =D Our hairstyles were the exact same. Faces were almost similar. Just the height difference I guess. He's the taller one. I'm the smaller one. Haha. Happy Early Birthday, Benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcT6H1Im8I/AAAAAAAAADw/m-JCiXGDXf0/s1600-h/Young+days+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcT6H1Im8I/AAAAAAAAADw/m-JCiXGDXf0/s320/Young+days+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257692979233594306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was on one of my birthdays at my old house at SS 3. I still remember seeing one picture from an album of that birthday of me being drunk. It's Uncle Peter *or as we call him Ah Eng Aku*'s  fault for me being drunk ok... how would such a young child know what on earth he was drinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcT5HeFaVI/AAAAAAAAADg/U62XF7rt2iU/s1600-h/Young+days+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcT5HeFaVI/AAAAAAAAADg/U62XF7rt2iU/s320/Young+days+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257692961957046610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were ... errr... exercising?? I dunno but yea... I still remember those pants though. I loved it. But there was a hole... so.. my little buns will be exposed... and so my mum disposed it. T_____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Derick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcT6L6ZwuI/AAAAAAAAAD4/7KWDxmJ6588/s1600-h/Young+days+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcT6L6ZwuI/AAAAAAAAAD4/7KWDxmJ6588/s320/Young+days+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257692980329431778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I certainly have no memories of this at all... I was barely a year or so back than... I just found them in the family album so yea... He's down there sitting on the floor by the way. Anyways, Happy Early Birthday Derick. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcT5WYIYLI/AAAAAAAAADo/79oq4Jjmebw/s1600-h/Young+days+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcT5WYIYLI/AAAAAAAAADo/79oq4Jjmebw/s320/Young+days+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257692965958607026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha, I like this picture. You're right behind there in your yellow T's if you were wondering. Sherene's there too... hmm let's see, Shaun, Adrian, Ashwini, Benjamin, and Chris too. Haha, and not to forget Uncle Paul or Xiao Xiao Aku. =D It means youngest uncle for the non-speaking teo chew people. I still remember jumping on the bed with all of the cousins. The good old days. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Danil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcg_y83kzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4-S5dnx6frw/s1600-h/n752639125_1413294_4359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcg_y83kzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4-S5dnx6frw/s320/n752639125_1413294_4359.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257707370359264050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Unfortunately, I can't find any other pictures of the two of us. But hei, at least I found this. It's the effort that counts. No? In any case, he's the fellow in the purple baju melayu. Impossible to miss unless you're colour blind. And if that's the case, he's wearing the songkok. Should be more the enough to spot him. &gt;__&gt; This fellow... hehe.. i've known him since tadika. I can't find any pictures of us during tadika... Sorry man. That's why I was asking you for it on MSN.. haiyo.. What to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And so yea... these are the pictures of the people who I know their birthdays are on this month. May we all always keep in touch with each other till the end. Once again, Happy/Early/Belated Birthday to all of you people who make up my life. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-5349192214205541535?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/5349192214205541535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=5349192214205541535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/5349192214205541535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/5349192214205541535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-babies.html' title='October Babies~'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SPcPnnPPzsI/AAAAAAAAADI/KanFk-yieJo/s72-c/sic+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406405256409817376.post-4871022879260751213</id><published>2008-10-11T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T04:03:36.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Due to constant pressure from these 'peers'. Here's the first post... And for heaven's sake, can you people please understand that I'm having AS exams in like 4 days time... Meanies... sigh...... as most bloggers do, the first post is for introduction. Here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Name&lt;/span&gt;: Veneon Siew Soon Waei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age&lt;/span&gt;: Find out yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Height&lt;/span&gt;: I'm tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weight&lt;/span&gt;: I'm fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blood Type&lt;/span&gt;: I will keep this confidential cause i have blood lust friends whom i may turn on. *hint hint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Location&lt;/span&gt;: Earth. You can find it on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Google Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Currently studying in&lt;/span&gt;: Taylors (Which campus? Find out yourself. I'm wanted by criminals)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interest&lt;/span&gt;: Look up at the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;View my complete profile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; It's a complete identical to Facebook if one would notice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anime&lt;/span&gt;: I ain't no anime freak... Just a couple of good ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;For more information please look up at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;View my complete profile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favourite Quote&lt;/span&gt;: A path is something you create as you walk it. The ground you've trodden hardens, and that's what forms your path. You're the only one who can create your own path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;- Marian Cross, D-grayman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;That's it for now I guess. I'm horrible at introducing myself. I'm very sure you would agree with me. Oh well, the world is round , the moon isn't blue at all and the ocean isn't so deep after all. -____- Lameness... must be the exam stress. I'll stop here then. Last words, good luck to all of you A-level takers. You know you're procrastinating when you find yourself reading this blog. So press &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Alt + F4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And start studying, damn it! And you too veneon. ;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1406405256409817376-4871022879260751213?l=veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/feeds/4871022879260751213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1406405256409817376&amp;postID=4871022879260751213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/4871022879260751213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1406405256409817376/posts/default/4871022879260751213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veneonekphrasis.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-post.html' title='First post.'/><author><name>Veneon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13114979385651999269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZVpd1B5P-s/SWgQtJ3uO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MttViEvMEkE/S220/Random+00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
