<?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-973153881350440401</id><updated>2012-01-08T10:21:13.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Flat Screen Microwave</title><subtitle type='html'>Striving for perfect imperfection</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>145</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-2686006141863408439</id><published>2011-07-12T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T20:27:42.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformers 3</title><content type='html'>Hopefully the final ever Micheal Bay Transformers movie. (Just in case someone else makes a more proper Transformers movie in the far future.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched it earlier this month with my brothers. We all decided to watch it just for the sake of watching, we did not expect it to be good. Especially since the previous one was really, really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was good overall... Until I read this one review which made me realise several gigantic plotholes. So if you plan to watch it, don't expect much logic, good story or references to the previous movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues at my current workplace have already watched it before and some took MCs the day after watching it. After watching it myself, I can understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final action scenes are VERY long. And tiring. I think I felt the same way about the final action scenes in Inception, where one action scene felt too long and I'm just waiting for the next thing to happen (That gun fight in the snow place. We just wanna see the guy get to the girl or the vault or something. Forgot the story already.). In Transformers 3, the scenes were about people falling out of a building that's being attacked by a giant robot worm, and some other scenes that involved humans being attacked by the Decepticons. Come to think of it, I was probably bothered by the lack of action that actually involved the Autobots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I didn't have as much to complain about it as I did the second movie. Also, I think this third movie is successful in achieving the main objective of any Transformers show: To sell toys. It looked like the movie had enough Transformer participation for anyone to want its merchandise, both for themselves and their children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-2686006141863408439?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/2686006141863408439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=2686006141863408439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2686006141863408439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2686006141863408439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2011/07/transformers-3.html' title='Transformers 3'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-4850783510831083225</id><published>2011-06-15T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T21:42:34.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen Squirrels</title><content type='html'>Last night I dreamt of that I was back living in the bungalow house in Bangsar. That day, animals were strangely 'petrified'. I remember seeing a squirrel hanging on to an edge of a plank, unmoving. There might have been other animals, probably more squirrels. I also remember thinking that these things won't make good yard decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, we found the real culprit: A snake. Or better known as the Basilisk from Harry Potter. But its size was about maybe 30 cm in diameter, and maybe a bit over 1m in length. It looked quite fat. We found it in a drain, it didn't petrify anyone. In the end, it ran away. Then I woke up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-4850783510831083225?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/4850783510831083225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=4850783510831083225&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4850783510831083225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4850783510831083225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2011/06/frozen-squirrels.html' title='Frozen Squirrels'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-8662946083946721055</id><published>2011-02-10T21:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T21:22:18.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malay Sex Education</title><content type='html'>is non-existent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently got married. Processes included:&lt;br /&gt;Muslim Wedding course&lt;br /&gt;HIV test&lt;br /&gt;Nikah ceremony (Paper signing)&lt;br /&gt;Walimatul urus party x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentions/Hintings of Sex: Only during the Wedding Course. And it's extremely vague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm curious. Where DO Malays learn about sex besides Bab 3 of Sains Tingkatan 3? Sorry, I'll be more specific; Where are Malays SUPPOSED to learn about sex besides Bab 3 of Sains Tingkatan 3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard of a deep conspiracy theory once about how the Illuminati, Knights Templar or Nostradamus or the Jews or whatever are the ones influencing the world to have pre-marital sex, gay marriages and other social-twisting stuff. Sarcastically, I would like to say that I believe that the people behind Malaysia's Education System is responsible for porn distribution in the country. It is the ONLY way for Malays to know how to reproduce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-8662946083946721055?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/8662946083946721055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=8662946083946721055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8662946083946721055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8662946083946721055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2011/02/malay-sex-education.html' title='Malay Sex Education'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-8186320419850361691</id><published>2011-02-10T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T21:03:14.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia's Customer Service</title><content type='html'>If they make an error, the most you'll get from them is excuses. The more you complain, the more you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only place where I actually got more than just excuses is at Tony Roma's. But only if the manager approaches you. Twice we got a bonus dish. The first time, we got salad. The second, we got dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But every other place, excuses. No matter how much you have suffered. No matter what long-winded story you tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we ordered a burger from a McDonalds Drive-thru (Kuchai Lama).&lt;br /&gt;What they forgot: the meat patty.&lt;br /&gt;When we realised it: When we got home.&lt;br /&gt;What we got when we went back to complain: A replacement burger with a side of excuses. And they forgot the apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we ordered pizza at 7.30pm. The order said it'd arrive in half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;8.15: A call from Pizza Hut saying they made the wrong pizza so they'll send the right one and it'll arrive in 10-15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;8.40: Pizza arrives. One of them was wrong. I asked questions. I got excuses. He said he came from the Sri Petaling Pizza Hut though.&lt;br /&gt;We called them back after that to complain. They said they'd send a new pizza to replace the wrong one. It is now 9.00. We just got it. The guy didn't say anything. Malu perhaps? Or just no more excuses to give. Excellent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-8186320419850361691?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/8186320419850361691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=8186320419850361691&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8186320419850361691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8186320419850361691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2011/02/malaysias-customer-service.html' title='Malaysia&apos;s Customer Service'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-7788496459638222871</id><published>2010-12-24T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T16:28:32.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alcohol &amp; Waffles</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I tried A&amp;amp;W's pathetic atempt to rip off McD's Prosperity Burger: The Double Fortune Burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/TRRZdhUBJ2I/AAAAAAAAA5M/jcEsSyylh3Y/s1600/IMG_1514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/TRRZdhUBJ2I/AAAAAAAAA5M/jcEsSyylh3Y/s320/IMG_1514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554162604148074338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps they thought putting 2 patties and some mushrooms would make it better than the Prosperity. Anyways, as usual, the advertised image is exaggerated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The burger was tiny. The rim of the root beer glass was bigger. The pictured mushrooms, there were only about 5 in total (maybe less) in my burger. Onions, too much. Curly fries, cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meal's only high point, and perhaps the ONLY other good thing about A&amp;amp;W besides waffles, was the root beer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-7788496459638222871?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/7788496459638222871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=7788496459638222871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7788496459638222871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7788496459638222871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2010/12/alcohol-waffles.html' title='Alcohol &amp; Waffles'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/TRRZdhUBJ2I/AAAAAAAAA5M/jcEsSyylh3Y/s72-c/IMG_1514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-1250760980031792411</id><published>2010-10-13T10:05:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T23:10:40.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twenty five</title><content type='html'>yeah, i'm old. Quarter of a century. How depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I'll be married soon (in case anyone hadn't heard). Not many still read this blog, so I'm pretty sure writing this here won't freak anyone out. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is a list of 25 (because I'm 25) things I've done within the past year, a post suggested from someone who wanted me to write something more cheerful in my blog, and the above is just one of the 25. Now, in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Survived Australia &amp;amp; New Zealand. Not sure if I can call it my Walkabout. :P I'm also omitting &lt;a href="http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2010/01/most-of-my-2009.html"&gt;all the stuff I did there&lt;/a&gt; from this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Went to Alia's Family Day at Bukit Gambang, which included a "treasure hunt" where we needed to get names of places/signs based on the riddles they gave. My recent experience with puzzles from Professor Layton did not help. The gang we went with was fun though, it's been a long time since I hung out with a new 'cool' gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did an actual freelance job. For years, I've been telling people that I do freelance, but only recently did I do an actual freelance job and got paid by a company. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Gym! Bodypump!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Burger King RM1 Whopper (or RM13 for 3 burgers + 3 regular soft drinks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this is starting to be harder than I thought. I'm trying my best not to mention work, toys and games here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Bought Paramore tickets! There'd be more to talk about once I actually go to the concert, a week from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I don't think I mentioned this anywhere, but my darling future wife bought me a new camera exactly 365 days ago to replace the one that malfunctioned during our trip to Fraser Island. She is so awesome. No wonder we're getting married. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Went to an orchestra! Video Games Live. Did I mention this at all in my blog? Also the game-ish adventure that followed after the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Went to an Indian engagement ceremony. At an Indian temple. Took a video walking around in the temple :P Padahal the ceremony was in the hall right beside the temple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Not sure if there's anything to be said about Raya this year. The open house was ok, went to Nora's engagement before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. My niece is growing up. :D She's started to salam, but doesn't really respond when I call her name. I also got a hug from her recently, so that's cool. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Kursus Kahwin: Done. We just haven't picked up the sijil yet. We spent quite some time pictochatting in class with DSes. Twas fun. :D And we understood each others' jawi writing. Except when Alia wrote "po po po poker face" in jawi. I read it as pu pu pu pukar fach. Apa letak huruf cha pasal originally huruf C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Oklah, one mention about work. It's at the workplace, but it's not really my scope of work, so I'm not sure this qualifies as a "work" thing. I used a drill at work to install some stuff in their cupboards. Dunno why I always freak out when I drill in the first screw. Huhuhu. (I did this for 2 days, and both times, freaked out when screwing the first screw.) Also made a lot of dirty jokes while screwing the thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Me and Alia went to Cameron Highlands a few months back. It was definitely nice to get away from KL for a while. Wasn't really nice that we drove for many kilometers before realising it was the wrong way and had to return to KL to get on the right track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Went to a wedding at Jabatan Pendaftaran Negara. Copied from my Twitter: &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;it was basically "do you?" "i do." "do you?" "i  do." *sign papers* "you're man and wife." *applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Went to MATTA Fair to book our Phuket honeymoon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Bought a Paint-by-numbers set from the Curve and made it a couple's project. We just finished it recently, I'll get the picture uploaded here eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Another couple's project we did was also something we bought from the Curve. We got one of those word search books and progress is... really slow. But it has given us plenty of entertainment since we got it some months back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Mydeal.com.my, a website that gives discounts for various places around KL (and some other areas) gave out vouchers for a fancy lunch at Bangsar Shopping Centre for RM26 (original price was double). It was ok, at least we tried something new. Seats were not made for comfort, but service was quite helpful and friendly. One actually tried to fix a shaky table where we were seated. He didn't manage to fix it, but it was nice seeing him "try". :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so it's almost midnight and i didn't manage to finish writing 25 things. I guess not much good stuff happened this past year. sigh. Or maybe I just wrote everything in that post about Aus and NZ. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just have to make up for the lack of these 5 next year then. Huhuhuhu.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-1250760980031792411?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/1250760980031792411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=1250760980031792411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/1250760980031792411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/1250760980031792411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2010/10/twenty-five.html' title='twenty five'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-1931641594995781192</id><published>2010-10-01T15:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T16:53:48.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Seasons</title><content type='html'>September, when all the TV series begin again with seasons anew. Sure it's October now, but we don't really see all those new episodes til the middle of Sept. By now, the new seasons are at least on their 2nd episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tujuan saya menulis entry ini ialah untuk mengisi masa lapang di hari kerja yang bosan ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an open house last Saturday, so I got to meet some old faces that I haven't seen for quite a long time. Unfortunately, I was quite busy meeting with everyone that I didn't take any pictures with anyone that day. The attendees included (in no particular order): Alia, Craig, Putri, Fadzli, Shah, Syah, Fazlin, Linggesh, Micheal, Micheal's girlfiend, Aimran, Fasya, Adam, Luqman, Farah, Hazwan, Hidayah, Azman, Azmil, Hakim, Najif, Aye, Mooky, Mashi, Marzuk, and Kassim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there were outings with Alia and her gang, Tomoko, Linggesh, etc doing coffee at Cof Rit and board games at Meeples. Gym's still doing good. I suppose I'm starting to get used to the pump from the BodyPain classes. I've been fasting the past few days, only 1 more day left til I'm done with the Puasa 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Alia have sort of decided on changing to Digi after years of using Maxis/Hotlink. The latter is being quite expensive as of late. But Digi has issues with signal, so we're still trying things out. But it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; be cheaper, considering I'm currently paying RM10 for a line, 30 cents a minute for calls, and 5-15 cents per sms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning my car couldn't start and I was stuck at PNB Darby for quite a while. I usually arrive work before 9 after dropping Alia off at work, but today I got to work about... the same time I did a few weeks after I started work (around 9.30). My battery died. Must start sending the car for servicing. Same goes for my teeth. It's been, what, 2 years since my last dentist visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is really lacking this week. Even less than last week. Or 2 weeks before that. Least being the Raya week where all I did was play the DS, laptop, answer phone calls and opening the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That new Transformers series should be starting soon, but I'm not really looking forward to it after going through whatever information I found about it. The art style (Bayformers + Animated), the synopsis (Human drama WTF!), it all points to it being... bad. Micheal Bay still intends to release the third movie next year though. Sigh. Maybe Micheal Bay, James Cameron and M Night Shyamalan can get together and make an extremely good looking movie with lots of CG that makes zero sense story-wise and make lotsa money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-1931641594995781192?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/1931641594995781192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=1931641594995781192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/1931641594995781192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/1931641594995781192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-seasons.html' title='New Seasons'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-6009081688402392745</id><published>2010-09-20T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T15:21:07.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>f u sales people</title><content type='html'>I just wasted a big load of money a few weeks ago when some ******* salesperson called me up. I was napping at the time, the ringing phone surprised me, my leg got cramped and then I was talking to this salesgirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to my non-alertness of being just woken up, I was very blur and my head was very unclear at the time. Somehow, the ***** managed to get a ******* sale out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The postman came about 2 weeks ago to deliver the package. No one went to get him. So he left one of those thingies for us to go and pick it up from the post office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to pick it up and I went through the contents. Just a short while ago I checked out the website and looked for the "benefits" of this ******* membership card thing. I remembered the salesgirl mentioning quite a list of stuff, like discounts and hotels. Heck, even the website mentioned hotelS. But there was only one. Of each. The discount is for this one ******* super expensive boutique nobody goes to and the hotel is in the middle of nowhere. **** this ****.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I should try calling them up sometime to see if I could cancel this thing and maybe get some refund back. Including this, I feel like I've wasted a lot of money this year on things that end up as nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start swearing at spamming telemarketers starting immediately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-6009081688402392745?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/6009081688402392745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=6009081688402392745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/6009081688402392745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/6009081688402392745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2010/09/f-u-sales-people.html' title='f u sales people'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-9070901266970822128</id><published>2010-09-03T08:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T09:11:04.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happened to August?</title><content type='html'>Just skipped a few weeks of blogging and already I forgot what has been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finished Starcraft 2 and I already preordered Metroid Other M. A few days after, I realised it was a mistake to do the preorder. The game did not arrive on its release date (31/8) and it would've been cheaper to buy online because the exchange rate is now under 3.2. Sheesh. Should've checked the currency first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy with work the past few weeks. Doing stuff like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/TIBJ0pcZFKI/AAAAAAAAA40/oN-codoiM7M/s1600/IMG_0613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/TIBJ0pcZFKI/AAAAAAAAA40/oN-codoiM7M/s320/IMG_0613.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512487112728450210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite free now. Quite sleepy too. Shouldn't be too much work from now til Raya. But after Raya, things are gonna get very busy here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been doing much recently.. With all this fasting going on, can't really do much anyway. (Except for that thing that many people already know about but I'm not ready to share it anywhere online)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-9070901266970822128?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/9070901266970822128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=9070901266970822128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/9070901266970822128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/9070901266970822128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-happened-to-august.html' title='What Happened to August?'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/TIBJ0pcZFKI/AAAAAAAAA40/oN-codoiM7M/s72-c/IMG_0613.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-7380215355851644340</id><published>2010-08-10T14:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T15:05:00.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BodyPain: The First Timer's Gym Experience</title><content type='html'>I am terribly unfit, my arms are incredibly weak, my running speed is very low, I cannot climb on monkey bars, I cannot do push-ups, my stamina is very little, the list goes on. I am a little above 80kg in weight and about 180cm tall, and the BMI tells me that I am a little overweight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined a gym to fix all this. Until I get paid for advertising, I don't think I'm gonna say which gym. I've only been to the gym 3 times in total, the first time to sign up, the other 2 to actually work out. Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On day 1, I was brought around by a Personal Trainer (PT) who showed me how to use most of the equipment in the gym. Well, most of the machines anyway. He didn't really teach me much about dumbbells and weights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out with the treadmill. The machine was kind of noisy, the PT was looking at its parts, so I guess it's not supposed to be like that. So I walked, jogged, and ran on it while surfing between Star Movies, MTV, and National Geographic with no sound. Felt dizzy after, not sure if it's normal for treadmill-goers or if it's just me, since that was the first time I went on a treadmill (a moving one anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I was brought to a few machines that worked on the leg muscles and the butt. I had no problems with that, but the weight setting was between 1 and 3 though. Later, I did all the machines that focused on arm muscles. There was a separate machine for shoulders, biceps, triceps, and I'm not sure what other arm components. This is where I started to lose it. Consciousness I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I overworked my arms, but I really gotta try that machine again later on. So I almost fainted, the PT then brought me to a mat for me to lie down and a ball to put my legs on. This was to let blood flow back to my head or something. This was also when Alia came and commented that I was lying down while she was busy sweating her butt off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I was finally able to get up, I went for the abdominal exercises. The machine for the abdomen sucked, so the guy brought me to one of those benches where he showed me how to do sit-ups and.. something else I don't know what it's called. But it's all for the abdomen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus ended Day 1 of Gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second day happened yesterday, where I started out with this elliptical thingy (I won't bother explaining this device. Go google.) for a few minutes and I was already sweating. Alia was exercising right next to me... sort of. There was some kind of machine error or something at the time. Then suddenly someone came by and said "we're about to start the &lt;s&gt;BodyPain&lt;/s&gt; BodyPump class!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first ever workout class. I didn't know what to expect... OK, so maybe I did. I was expecting my body parts to hurt at the end of the class and I was also expecting to eventually build muscles from whatever activity we were about to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BodyPump was quite fun actually. Sure there were some things I couldn't do, such as push-ups. Others, such as the lunge, burnt my thighs a while, but it was still quite fun. Probably because me and Alia couldn't do too many of it and laughed at each other. Hahahaha.. The parts with the weightlifting caused my arms to tremble a lot. That one part where the finale involved lifting the weights straight up above you caused a little bit of abdominal pain for me. The trainer was like "OK now big finish! Lift it high above your head!" Everyone kept it high for about 8 seconds, I only got to about 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, we went home with a lot of body sores. Some of which came later than others. The next gym session will be interesting, not sure whether I'll be working out while fasting or after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-7380215355851644340?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/7380215355851644340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=7380215355851644340&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7380215355851644340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7380215355851644340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2010/08/bodypain-first-timers-gym-experience.html' title='BodyPain: The First Timer&apos;s Gym Experience'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-3571746945734434589</id><published>2010-08-03T13:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T15:08:13.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I &lt; 3 Lists</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At work, lunchtime, was busy pasting stuff onto a board (with Bostik!) and now I'm writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only been a few days since the previous entry, but I suppose I should update in case I forget what happened recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dirty talk in the office has not yet died down. And I hope it never will, it brings much needed joy into the workplace. I'm not sure how it started; Maybe it was the material supplier "&lt;a href="http://www.glasskote.com.my/frame.htm"&gt;GlassKote&lt;/a&gt;" (pronounced "coat"). Maybe it was the double doors in the plans that look like cleavage/butts. Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/TFe3WHjL1vI/AAAAAAAAA4s/LCV0iPP-nIU/s1600/planclev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/TFe3WHjL1vI/AAAAAAAAA4s/LCV0iPP-nIU/s320/planclev.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501067060467980018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Circled: One of the  "cleavage/butts"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me and &lt;a href="http://accordingtoalia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alia&lt;/a&gt; just signed up for a gym yesterday, and we're hoping to go there every day starting today. The registration fee is actually an insane RM1K, but the first 500 get it for free. I'll probably mention the name of the place once they're done recruiting 500. I don't really want people I (currently) know seeing me "work out".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished War for Cybertron, so I can cross that off my list of games I'm currently playing. Hopefully this Ramadhan I can cross off more. It's always a good month for games (because you don't need to stop to eat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to topic, I've recently realized certain things. And thus I make lists. But it's all a bit too mental, I really should start writing them down. One would be "Strange Things Over-Religious Malays Do". I started realizing this one thing when me and my work colleague went to Dayabumi. We had to wait for the bosses to be done with their presentation so it was pretty much like hanging out at a mall. He had a water bottle with him, and we wanted to go into the toilet. Strangely, he acted as if there was a forcefield at the doorway of the toilet that was not allowing him to bring the water bottle in there with him! In the end, I offered to hold on to the bottle outside the toilet while he goes in first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another point for this list, I probably mentioned long ago when I was still working for Double U Network. About "Topi Merah Merosakkan Aqidah", when a whole episode of... one of the shows that company made, was a Christmas special. Of course, the songs were crap. Terrible English, as usual. But the reason it did not receive approval from FINAS (or was it RTM) was because it featured kids wearing red Santa Claus hats! So yeah, Strange Over-Religious Malay rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is just 2 points out of 1 list. I got more lists, one being "Why BM is irrelevant" (no usage outside Malaysia, it's inconsistent even within the country, Bahasa Pasar, etc etc). I'm sure I have more but I never wrote them down.&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/973153881350440401-3571746945734434589?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/3571746945734434589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=3571746945734434589&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3571746945734434589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3571746945734434589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-3-lists.html' title='I &lt; 3 Lists'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/TFe3WHjL1vI/AAAAAAAAA4s/LCV0iPP-nIU/s72-c/planclev.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-4350853134317998050</id><published>2010-07-29T11:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T15:35:35.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lest I forget</title><content type='html'>Memory's getting really bad lately, so I thought I'd start writing a diary on my blog. At least weekly. Also should upload pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So congrats to Aye and Mooky for getting married... oh crap, that was 3 Saturdays ago. I thought it was only 2. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my life's been pretty much work, Alia, gaming at home, and very little of talking / meeting up with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Work:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My office is currently focusing on their work with Dayabumi's interior (which explains some of the images I've uploaded on Facebook). And I've been following the CAD guys to the site because I was tasked with taking pictures of the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still doing some Dayabumi work, preparing presentation booklets and boards for my bosses to show the clients. Strangely complicated work for things that shouldn't be that complicated... i think. Everyone's so busy with their own thing when everyone should be working with each other. Me included, but I don't really think I can help much with CAD. The secretary/designer/admin ladies don't want me bugging with their work either. So, heck, here I am blogging at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to report here. Don't think anyone is curious enough to know anyway. Tried that New York place in One Utama with the really big plates. Sucked. Tried that Pepper Lunch at Pavillion. No good. Bubba Gump Shrimps are good though, but I have this uric acid thing so I didn't eat it much. The chicken's kinda soft though. Like it wasn't cooked well. Unfortunately for me and Alia at the time, we were too full to have dessert, which was the main reason we wanted to eat there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh for those who don't already know, parking at Pavillion is RM6 after 6pm every Monday-Thursday, RM8 every other day. Parking rates before 6pm are by the hour though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Games:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently playing: TF War for Cybertron, TF Cybertron Adventures, Zelda Ocarina of Time, Cave Story and Lego Harry Potter. I have to finish a few of them first before starting Starcraft 2 which was just released internationally 2 days ago. I'm already downloading it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Some I talked to on the phone, because I don't really have much time to meet up with them all. Most recent activities were the sleepover at Adam's, Aye's wedding, and LXES hangout at Tropicana City Mall.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; There's really not much at Tropicana. Sure there's a Toys R Us, a Gamers Hideout and Brickboys there, but so does every other mall. I think the best mall for me is still Mid Valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, I was talking about the hangout. So Craig gets pissed at me kinda quick. Am I really that annoying? He used to be ok with it... Kinda sucks when people grow old and mature. Maybe he just needs a new photo of me in clothes meant for.. other people. He's still disturbed by that one picture I took back in the last days of MMU. Other people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shah&lt;/span&gt; (my old housemate) is getting married soon. Got a govt job as secretary (I think) at DBKL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kassim&lt;/span&gt; brought a girlfriend to Aye's wedding. He's working at MMU. Doing some VR work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Syah&lt;/span&gt; (thin guy with bone issues) is getting engaged soon too. No idea what his job is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fadzli &lt;/span&gt;has career issues, doesn't really care about relationships from what I'm seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Akmar&lt;/span&gt; still single and still FFKing a lot. Not enough free time I suppose, working late, family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Craig&lt;/span&gt; is working at HSBC (and proud of it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Putri&lt;/span&gt;.... Not sure what's going on there. Just busy with work and family I guess. And weddings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nora&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suff&lt;/span&gt;'s getting engaged soon. Every other details are in their Twitters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adam, Fuad, Aliya&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ida&lt;/span&gt; are still quite bahagia in Les Copaque. No wedding plans yet tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ehsan&lt;/span&gt; is really thin now. Probably cos he's single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it's ok for me to put all this info up. Most of it is gossip anyway. Huhuhu... Should put some pics up later. Ok that's all for now. Will blog again later soon ish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-4350853134317998050?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/4350853134317998050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=4350853134317998050&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4350853134317998050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4350853134317998050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2010/07/lest-i-forget.html' title='Lest I forget'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-3846046086866450231</id><published>2010-05-24T10:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T11:23:03.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22-23 May 2010. A Good Weekend.</title><content type='html'>I actually woke up this morning thinking it was still the weekend and wondering which game to play first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised it was Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was so full of activity that last Friday felt so far away. Spent so much money, bought so many things, played so many games, ate so much food at so many places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to WiiHacks.com, my Wii is now able to play downloaded Virtual Console games, which pretty much means it's now an emulator, which means it plays games from previous consoles from NES (micro genius), SNES, N64, and some arcade games they call Neo-Geo. It is these games that took up all my time on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I discovered that I am not able to wake up at any other time besides between 930am-1030am during weekends. It gets annoying because: 1) I cannot repay my sleep debt accumulated during the weekdays. 2) I can't start my weekends early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we all went to Lowyat on Saturday to buy stuff. Once again, Alia has revealed one of the reasons I love her so much: her haggling ability. We got a Wii Classic Controller for rm105 when the price tag said 199. :D ...... Come to think of it, that was the only haggling we did that resulted in a purchase. Everything else, we bought at normal price because it was already cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, I went underbudget and ended up buying something from Graffiti Toys at Times Square. :P (Weekend Parking: rm3 first hour, +2 every hour after. Max: rm10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we went to Wangsa Walk where we found an AF equivalent. Ate Popeye's and discovered it's only good for its scones. We were originally looking for a tailor, but ended up going to one near the Melawati house. Dropped by the house after that, and later stopped by the cheap snacks shop near there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Alia's place, bartered my hardware from Low Yat for Alia's mom and headed off to IoI mall for Shrek 4. We got there at 9 for an 11pm movie. Went to Daiso, an awesome Japanese shop where everything is RM5.  Items sold include a stainless steel soap, a broom with a foldable head, magnet stickers, 100-pc origami paper, realistic-looking toy bugs, and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still had an hour til the movie, so we ate at a place we were sure to stay open til late: TGI Fridays. I had a salad. I think this was the first time I ordered a salad for myself. I have also discovered that I get extreme mood swings when I am not fed. I say "when I am not fed" because I am not necessarily hungry at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if it's a good thing or bad if this becomes a trend, but after Pixar's uber-emotional Up, Shrek 4 seems to be trying their hand at being full of emotion as well. I didn't watch any trailers before watching the movie, though I was spoiled by the radio where someone said that "after watching the movie, you will appreciate more of what you already have" or something like that. Which is true. Parallel dimensions tend to do that I suppose. (spoiler! :P) At the end of the movie, they showed clips from previous Shrek movies. Strangely, they didn't show much (or any at all) of the third movie. But it's definitely a nice end to the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Sunday, was spent mostly on games. I started on No More Heroes 2: Desperate Struggle and would like to focus more on it, since I was quite obsessed with the first one before. What's not to like about a violent vidoegame involving lightsabers and an almost nonsensical storyline? The characters also tend to break the fourth wall often. Also, the game saves when the main character takes a dump. This is just one of those "&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;concepts that are so stupid, they can be considered genius" things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I brought the missus out for groceries, yada yada yada, then we went back to my place to show her some Wii. Later, pasar malam Bangsar. The pasar malam is quite small now compared to how it was before. Bought murtabak (quite big for 3 bucks. Quite spicy though.), went to that mango shop where Alia bought yogurt or something, and ended with some oversugared drinks at Papparich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pretty much sums up my weekend. Boleh dihuraikan lagi, but why bother. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-3846046086866450231?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/3846046086866450231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=3846046086866450231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3846046086866450231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3846046086866450231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2010/05/22-23-may-2010-good-weekend.html' title='22-23 May 2010. A Good Weekend.'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-2318415610069886833</id><published>2010-05-20T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T12:01:25.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Storm, Another Calm</title><content type='html'>It's a nice calm day at the office. All the work's done for now. Minor stuff left to do, and to do that, I need to wait for others to finish their part first. No one's doing any work at the moment. Everyone's bergotong royonging cleaning the office. Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been blogging a lot about work. Kinda sucks, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably cos I don't have much time spent outside of work. Besides gaming. And spending time with Alia. Having a hard time trying to sleep early these days. I hate sleep. I just need it, but I don't like nor want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my Wii is now ready to play any of the latest games. I'm really waiting for Metroid which comes out on August 31st, but I'm considering buying an original copy Super Mario Bros Wii, to play 4 players anytime, with anyone. Because I'm thinking it's really hard to get a pirate copy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-2318415610069886833?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/2318415610069886833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=2318415610069886833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2318415610069886833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2318415610069886833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2010/05/another-storm-another-calm.html' title='Another Storm, Another Calm'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-6712953921294326611</id><published>2010-05-03T14:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T15:02:47.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accelarate The Week</title><content type='html'>It's only Monday but I really hope this week will pass by quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so busy with non-work work that I'm even doing it during work hours just so that I can complete this project. Also because I don't have any other time to do it and I don't really have any work to do at work. The boss comes over and checks whatever 3D thingy I'm doing on the computer while my real focus is on my 3D thingy on my laptop (which i always switch to a "reference picture" when someone comes by so that people don't see what I'm really doing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, I seem to be adjusting to the switching between 3Ds Max and Maya. The navigation controls especially, are different. It used to be that after I use Maya for a while, when I wanna pan my view in 3Ds Max, it ends up being rotated. And after using 3Ds Max, I try to move the view in Maya and it doesn't move. Stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still hate 3Ds Max. Even tho the renders are pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to completing this project and going shopping. Also hoping to have more free time for games. My laptop has almost finished downloading C&amp;amp;C4 and I plan to finish it quick since I do not expect the story to be very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my spot in the office is annoyingly cold. At least the internet's fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-6712953921294326611?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/6712953921294326611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=6712953921294326611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/6712953921294326611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/6712953921294326611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2010/05/accelarate-week.html' title='Accelarate The Week'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-7025473434251456414</id><published>2010-03-09T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T01:47:42.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Expectations</title><content type='html'>I have the strangest feeling that this year is MY year. Most of my interests (check my profiles on fesbuk, frenster, maispes etc etc) have something new.... ok i'm not good at putting this stuff into words. Let's just go to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Extreme Interests:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metroid - New game, Other M!&lt;br /&gt;Transformers - New game AND series!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favourite Strategy Games:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starcraft and Command &amp;amp; Conquer - Sequels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favourite Music:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avril Lavigne and Linkin Park - New albums! (I hope they both go back to the way they were with their first 2 albums.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video Game Music on Orchestra - Video Games Live in April!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girlfriend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alia - Graduates this year! Which means.... errr... more time with me? I'm sure there's something positive about her happening this year that'll make me happy. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you knew me, you'd know that I am extremely crazy about the things listed above. Unless, yknow, you're not a gamer, in which case you wouldn't know about the games stuff there. If there'll be some electric guitars at Video Games Live, it'll make everything complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what categories all this other stuff fall into. I'm just really excite that they're all coming out this year!&lt;br /&gt;The Last Airbender&lt;br /&gt;God of War 3&lt;br /&gt;Iron Man 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided not to buy a PS3. I'm just gonna play God of War 3 and The Last Guardian on someone else's PS3. Screw Final Fantasy. I don't have enough time anymore to commit to an RPG that'll take me 100+ hours to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind me if there's anything else I'm crazy about that is not mentioned here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-7025473434251456414?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/7025473434251456414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=7025473434251456414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7025473434251456414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7025473434251456414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2010/03/2010-expectations.html' title='2010 Expectations'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-605055374408665579</id><published>2010-01-01T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:58:17.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most of my 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things I've done:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOKED! :D&lt;br /&gt;Watched an Opera (Rigoletto)&lt;br /&gt;Watched a really crappy play (Crucible)&lt;br /&gt;Various Extreme Activities in NZ&lt;br /&gt;Trekked through jungles and deserts in Fraser&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Buffet&lt;br /&gt;Worked a stupid job similar to the tauke Streamyx&lt;br /&gt;Proved myself to be a crappy singer at Singstar&lt;br /&gt;Grew a plant (Cos Lettuce)&lt;br /&gt;Played Cranium&lt;br /&gt;Refreshed skills at driving a manual vehicle&lt;br /&gt;Drove a Campervan! :D&lt;br /&gt;Guitar Hero 3-5 + Band Hero&lt;br /&gt;Kayaked around an island&lt;br /&gt;Peed off a boat&lt;br /&gt;Had fun with helium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Places I've went:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fraser Island&lt;br /&gt;Coochiemudlo Island&lt;br /&gt;Whale Watching, Gold Coast&lt;br /&gt;Eumundi Markets&lt;br /&gt;Byron Bay&lt;br /&gt;New Zealand Road Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Events I've been to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ekka&lt;br /&gt;Paniyiri Greek Fest&lt;br /&gt;Riverfire&lt;br /&gt;Multicultural Fest&lt;br /&gt;7-11 day&lt;br /&gt;5 Raya open houses&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Dinner&lt;br /&gt;Boxing Day&lt;br /&gt;Dust Storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Books I've read:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time Traveller's Wife&lt;br /&gt;Twilight 4&lt;br /&gt;Potter 2-7&lt;br /&gt;Secret Dreamworld of a Shopaholic&lt;br /&gt;Desperaux&lt;br /&gt;Artemis Fowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things I'm looking forward to when I return to Malaysia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Salma bt Zafri&lt;br /&gt;My City Commander Ultra Magnus Upgrade Set&lt;br /&gt;Reunion with Wii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Games &amp;amp; Movies I'm looking forward to in 2010:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metroid: Other M&lt;br /&gt;Starcraft 2&lt;br /&gt;Prince of Persia&lt;br /&gt;Iron Man 2&lt;br /&gt;The Last Airbender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Missions Accomplished in 2009:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TF Classics Collection Complete! (City Commander is waiting for me in Malaysia and Cosmos is here in Aus. It'll be betul2 complete once I get them all together.)&lt;br /&gt;Used Alia's E71 to play TF: G1 Awakening. Completed within a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-605055374408665579?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/605055374408665579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=605055374408665579&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/605055374408665579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/605055374408665579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2010/01/most-of-my-2009.html' title='Most of my 2009'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-2292301537011095623</id><published>2009-09-21T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T23:09:17.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mencari Maklumat Agama Online</title><content type='html'>is a very frustrating thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, all my life I've studied Pendidikan Islam entirely in Malay, so it's only natural that I'd try to find information about certain ibadat stuff online. But the problem is, EVERYTHING will lead you NOT to the thing you want to find, but to freaking articles and forums to tiny little details that don't matter much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I were to search for it in English, I would have no idea what to be searching for. The first thing I'd think about would be direct translation. I doubt Niat = Intention/Wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should've studied Islamic Studies in English. It'd be so much easier to understand googled information. (And the person to suggest this to the government will be thrown into ISA. w00t)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-2292301537011095623?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/2292301537011095623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=2292301537011095623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2292301537011095623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2292301537011095623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2009/09/mencari-maklumat-agama-online.html' title='Mencari Maklumat Agama Online'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-403787485925160049</id><published>2009-08-21T09:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T09:34:24.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one eight</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hXn_fWB3KWo&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/hXn_fWB3KWo&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because it reminds me of what i'm running away from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to go back. at least not anytime soon. or permanently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid politics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-403787485925160049?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/403787485925160049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=403787485925160049&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/403787485925160049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/403787485925160049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-eight.html' title='one eight'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-5177528336545672385</id><published>2009-07-06T11:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T11:37:27.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosmos</title><content type='html'>I've been looking for this for at least 3 months, travelled to another country to find it, and STILL no luck. This is the ONLY figure that I feel is needed to complete my current collection. I'm pretty sure they're not gonna continue the line (the classics/universe line), so this is the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.toy-netshop.com/images/837910007A_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.toy-netshop.com/images/837910007A_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, shops are filled with ROTF crap. And this thing is like, so last season. I'm probably gonna give up and just ebay it once I get back to Malaysia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-5177528336545672385?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/5177528336545672385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=5177528336545672385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5177528336545672385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5177528336545672385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2009/07/cosmos.html' title='Cosmos'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-7041201110560232199</id><published>2009-06-27T09:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T10:35:53.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><content type='html'>SPOILER SPOILER SPOIER SPOILER SPOILER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I watched Transformers ROTF the other day. I think I've got negative comments in my head regarding the movie ever since I watched it. And thus, here I am blogging about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it didn't feel like "Transformers". It felt more like a movie with lots of giant robots. There wasn't much "transforming" going around. Even the character in the movie title didn't transform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I felt that this whole movie was not really made for grown-ups, but for KIDS. To help Hasbro SELL TOYS. I guess I wasn't hyped about watching the movie because of the toys. They had too much crap on the shelves! Seriously WTF. A toy car with a picture of a robot underneath it! Cacat Giler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, A LOT of the toys they're selling are for kids. Like the "Bumper Battlers", cute-ish cars that, once it hit something, pops up to reveal a "robot". Sheesh. And let's look at the movie: Here in Australia, it's rated M. I think that's for teens and above? And the scenes in the movie, if you ask me, I'd say they're inappropriate for kids. The good guys destroy the bad guys in hand-to-hand combat. Optimus dismembering Decepticons with his blades. Bumblebee skinning a cat. And plenty of Decepticon spines (backbone) flying out of their bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Megatron killed Jazz in the first movie. Just ONE single lost Autobot life. Even at the beginning of this second movie, we're told that the Autobots are "hunting down every remaining Decepticon". Like WTF, you're the good guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all for mechanical violence, but damn. For one thing, it's the good guys causing the killing. And secondly, SOMEONE made the stupid F'ing mistake of making the character models so freaking complicated that when two robots grapple, you can't see what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, when lots of them are fighting all at once, you can't tell what's going on! You can't even tell who is on which side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak pasal2, they put in Bonecrusher (The minesweeping vehicle that Optimus killed at the highway in the first movie). Not the robot, the vehicle. And he didn't even do anything, just jalan2 kat desert while everyone's being attacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also noticed they did a lot of reusing 3D Character Models. Blackout died in the first movie. I think they just reused him in this one as a "generic helicopter Decepticon". And then there's the Constructicons. There's so many of them! There's supposed to be only about 5 or 6 of them! But nooooo, they have CLONES! There's supposed to be ONLY 5 or 6 and then they COMBINE. In this one, they already combined and there's still other constructicons fighting individually. And what's with the wrecking balls balls?! (ok, that part was sorta amusing...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agak sedih about Soundwave though. He's just stuck up in space hugging a satelite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most entertaining Transformer was perhaps the old British dude. Because everyone else lacked personality. Except that little guy that the humans adopted as a pet. Every other freaking Transformer lacked personality. Heck, some of them even lacked screen time. Sideswipe (silver colored Autobot with blades on his arms) looked cool, but we didn't see much of him. Jolt (a blue car) was important near the end of the movie but we didn't see him at all before that scene near the end. And the 3 female motorcycle transformers. What was that all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the whole Matrix of Leadership issue. My God. WHY?! If they called it something else, I wouldn't have minded. And why the hell is a Transformer Relic so tiny that a human can hold it in one hand?! At least the Cube in the first movie was able to "transfom" into a compact size. Dammit, it spoils the whole epicness of the old 1988 Transfomers movie. In 1988, the Matrix had the power to destroy a freaking planet-size transformer. In this one, it had the power to bring back a dead transformer AND power up a device to destroy the universe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumusan: I liked ROTF as much as I liked LOTR. In other words: it's a big movie, but I'm just not that into it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-7041201110560232199?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/7041201110560232199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=7041201110560232199&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7041201110560232199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7041201110560232199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2009/06/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-3459338337088994563</id><published>2009-06-16T19:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:11:54.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Other M</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TNxeCHpp08E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TNxeCHpp08E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now officially a bigger fan of this lady compared to the giant robots that can change into things. Unless of course, THAT franchise actually releases a really good video game that can beat the quality of any Metroid game. Fat chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-3459338337088994563?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/3459338337088994563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=3459338337088994563&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3459338337088994563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3459338337088994563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2009/06/other-m.html' title='Other M'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-4932279955615778272</id><published>2009-06-08T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T00:03:51.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@ aus</title><content type='html'>No one's been asking about my keadaan in Australia since I arrived a few weeks ago, so I'm guessing not many really care... or I've already told you guys in chats. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm not updating about my activities here. Unless really fun stuff has been happening. So far, things have been fun, but yknow, no semangat to blog and things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll update with a real post.... soon? Dono lah. Tengoklah, if you're lucky. I need more motivation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'd blog about games but I don't think many of my "usual" readers would read that.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-4932279955615778272?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/4932279955615778272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=4932279955615778272&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4932279955615778272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4932279955615778272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2009/06/aus.html' title='@ aus'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-4815178135102623</id><published>2009-05-02T22:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:04:56.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/Sfxg9tUUlHI/AAAAAAAAA3k/TnNrac8OnNA/s1600-h/IMG_4541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/Sfxg9tUUlHI/AAAAAAAAA3k/TnNrac8OnNA/s400/IMG_4541.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331242672152941682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/Sfxg96M1snI/AAAAAAAAA3s/iHTeeuhrxI8/s1600-h/IMG_4542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/Sfxg96M1snI/AAAAAAAAA3s/iHTeeuhrxI8/s400/IMG_4542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331242675611218546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/Sfxg94h4KmI/AAAAAAAAA30/kpDEw9XjbNQ/s1600-h/IMG_4545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/Sfxg94h4KmI/AAAAAAAAA30/kpDEw9XjbNQ/s400/IMG_4545.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331242675162589794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ok, &lt;/span&gt;so that's the intro for this entry. I did this last weekend. Hooking up my dad's old Atari to an LCD TV. It was truly amazing how easy it was to start playing with it. Just connect a few wires... Ok, A LOT of wires... and then (the best part) plug in the cartridge and the game pops up on screen! You know why this is impressive? Because the Micro Genius cartridges needed a lot of wind power to make it work! (or so the legends say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, you have ANY idea how old this thing is?! The friggin box says 1980. 1980 dammit! And the cartridges are just plug and play! Micro Genius punya cartridge, baru beli pun nak kena main2 sikit position dia, baru boleh main.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/Sfxg-FUieNI/AAAAAAAAA38/TUNggkPWS1o/s1600-h/IMG_4549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/Sfxg-FUieNI/AAAAAAAAA38/TUNggkPWS1o/s400/IMG_4549.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331242678596303058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, first the basics. That's the console there on the left. And then there's 2 basic joysticks on the right. The joysticks are not built for comfort and have only one button each. Note all those messy wires. Crazy. Good thing current-gen consoles fixed that issue. That small lens-upwards camera is a different type of controller. It's a dial with a button on its side, for a specific driving game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SfxhP7_MT5I/AAAAAAAAA4E/Yeus9KqV1t4/s1600-h/IMG_4550+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SfxhP7_MT5I/AAAAAAAAA4E/Yeus9KqV1t4/s400/IMG_4550+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331242985328496530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one. More details coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SfxhQCfFjmI/AAAAAAAAA4M/4idp3vsJmgI/s1600-h/IMG_4551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SfxhQCfFjmI/AAAAAAAAA4M/4idp3vsJmgI/s400/IMG_4551.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331242987072884322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And these are the cartridges. Some cartridges have a few games with multiple variants. For example the "Combat" cartridge has about 15 slightly different varieties of tank battle games. Varieties include: bouncing bullet, invisible tank and different maps. Also includes an aircraft dogfight game shown in the third photo from the top. That variant was a bit unfair, as it is 3 small fighters against one big... "bomber" aircraft? Rate of fire and size was about the same, just that the fighters shoot 3 bullets at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Indy 500" cartridge (which I must say, has quite an awesome cover art), has a few race tracks and its slippery terrain variants. Besides that, it also has a "collect the small square dots" game in which we must race around the place collecting small square dots, avoiding the bigger ones that will slow us down. Konon2 grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In "Air Sea Battle" (the one labelled "Atari Hin Seng". I don't know why.), you are either mobile turrets on the ground or flying aircrafts, attacking targets either above or below you. In "Super Breakout", well, this is pretty much one of the older forms of the game where you control a bar/stick left and right at the bottom of the screen, making balls bounce upwards and breaking brick walls. But the cover art is also awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Slot Racers" is just crap and I shall not bother explaining it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The games are pretty much "get the higher score". Which... is... still pretty much the basics of competitive multiplayer games now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my younger brother played around with it for less than an hour before packing it up and storing it back under my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/973153881350440401-4815178135102623?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/4815178135102623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=4815178135102623&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4815178135102623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4815178135102623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2009/05/overdue1.html' title='Overdue1'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/Sfxg9tUUlHI/AAAAAAAAA3k/TnNrac8OnNA/s72-c/IMG_4541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-3667330958498921769</id><published>2009-04-03T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:26:00.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tHE sEArcH Is OveR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SdYqQOnpc7I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/yZ__klSBg64/s1600-h/IMG_4408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SdYqQOnpc7I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/yZ__klSBg64/s400/IMG_4408.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320486468075484082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost it a long time ago and found it in the cd case of an old Time Commando game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak gi layan jap. Sila lah join.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-3667330958498921769?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/3667330958498921769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=3667330958498921769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3667330958498921769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3667330958498921769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2009/04/search-is-over.html' title='tHE sEArcH Is OveR'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SdYqQOnpc7I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/yZ__klSBg64/s72-c/IMG_4408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-3615041521827394946</id><published>2009-03-31T23:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:35:02.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End Of March Newsletter</title><content type='html'>So a lot of people haven't been blogging lately, including me. I guess I should start again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been doing much lately, outside of work. So let's start there. The job at NTV7's kinda fun. During the early weeks, I kept getting asked "you're not Chinese?". Besides that, I also heard a rumor that some of the girls in the other room have been checking me out. :P The graphics room and the other rooms around it are separated by walls with big glass windows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room I'm referring to is the room where all the.. uh.. journalists (?) work. They get the news and stuff, then they come to us graphics people to do their graphics so that the information they gathered will be shown on TV in a nice, presentable... graphic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about them girls, after these few months of working there, I've only really "noticed" few of them. Not counting the one(s) in the graphics dept. One is this girl/lady (she's tall, Chinese, sorta speaks good English. Sorta. She did voiceovers. Real age unknown.), we never talked much about personal stuff, but she quite often came to me to do her graphics. I think it was because I'm easier for her to communicate with. Bebudak lain, English diorang not so good. I haven't seen her in a few weeks. I think she resigned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other girl/lady (Also real age unknown.) was one of the producers for The Breakfast Show (more details on this show later). I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;perasan&lt;/span&gt; aje that she minat kat I. :P Pats on the back and compliments on work. I did find it strange that she marahed a lotta people but not the people she kept "close". Since she never marahed me either.... well, yknow. But anyway, today was her last day. And I sorta lost her thumb drive a few weeks ago. I could've sworn I left the thumb drive on her desk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Breakfast show is the early morning talk show that airs at 7am weekday mornings. It's one of the very few shows that you can actually see my name in the ending credits. Every weekday, one of the graphics guys have to be in the office at 5am to prepare some of the graphics for this show. Most of the graphics are prepared the previous day. Yang paling banyak kena buat during this morning shift is take pictures of some news headlines and set it up to air on TV. Besides that, I also have to position the virtual set properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about virtual sets, I've already created at least 2 different virtual sets that have already been aired on TV. One was for UMNO (a TV special, was only on for a week), and the other is for a Mandarin talk show called Editor's Time (Saturdays at 6pm). We build them up in 3D Studio Max version 2009, then we export them in .wrl format, bring it up to the computer in the studio to replace the green screens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're wondering, the miscellaneous graphics we have to do consist of making 2d graphics which involve a lot of googling and photoshopping. Example: OTS (over the shoulder. That small picture floating by the shoulder of a newsreader), diagram graphics (like pie charts, result of votes), and maps (gempa bumi someplace, "accident occured here").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone still watching stuff in their free time? The following is my list of things I still watch: Life, Gossip Girl, Heroes, How I Met Your Mother, Reaper, Transformers Animated, Clone Wars, Hannah Montana, The Spectacular Spiderman, and Robot Chicken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried watching Knight Rider because I'm downloading it for a friend. Seriously tak tahan. I hate the 4WD vehicle mode. It's ugly and the transformation is total crap. The CG is not very well done, in my opinion. Not that I can do better, it just doesn't look... nice. Looks too CG. And there's too much focus on girls and cars. So boring. Though there was this one episode with a transforming robot, KITT's rival KARR. It died too quickly. Disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroes and Gossip Girl have been sucking for quite a while now. I'm still considering to stop watching them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAMES&lt;br /&gt;Currently playing Final Fantasy 4 (DS) and Tomb Raider Underworld (Wii). I'm taking my time with FF4, I'm sure it's gonna take me a looooong time to finish it. Tomb Raider on the other hand, I should be done with it by the end of the week. Just like how I finished Pikmin last week. Tomb Raider's a great game, and not just because of the female main character. Not much shooting, but the jumping around and stuff is... something I find really fun in the game. Reminds me of Prince of Persia: Sands of Time. Without the wall-running and time-rewinding. But still nothing beats Shadow of the Colossus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Pictures and Video will be inserted soon/someday/eventually**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-3615041521827394946?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/3615041521827394946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=3615041521827394946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3615041521827394946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3615041521827394946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2009/03/end-of-march-newsletter.html' title='End Of March Newsletter'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-8001075792649989386</id><published>2009-02-11T11:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:42:51.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't spell Anwar without War</title><content type='html'>Sick of Malaysian politics? Not as sick as me, I'll bet. Reason: I work in the friggin' news. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My opinion on Malaysian politics: Let Anwar win. Reason: So that everyone can get back to what they were doing before all this politicking started. (Was there ever even a time like that?) And then later we can all start rioting to change governments once again. It's the Cycle of Malaysian politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the current time, it feels a bit like those weekly episodes of old 80s cartoons. Bad guy group launches evil scheme. At the end of the episode, the good guys foil the plan and the bad guy goes "I will have my revenge! / I'll be back! / You haven't seen the last of me!". (You can imagine Anwar saying that after each foiled plot, kan?) And ends with the good guys having a laugh. And maybe throw in one of those public service announcements at the end. (references: Centurions, MASK, Transformers, GI Joe, Captain Planet, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that I don't really see anyone in Malaysian politics as the "good guys".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-8001075792649989386?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/8001075792649989386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=8001075792649989386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8001075792649989386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8001075792649989386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2009/02/cant-spell-anwar-without-war.html' title='Can&apos;t spell Anwar without War'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-7777101173243306390</id><published>2009-02-01T14:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T14:22:44.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QAujq_F_AD0&amp;hl=en&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/QAujq_F_AD0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&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/973153881350440401-7777101173243306390?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/7777101173243306390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=7777101173243306390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7777101173243306390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7777101173243306390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-9113061197360645460</id><published>2009-01-30T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T03:20:56.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spelling With The Stars</title><content type='html'>A lot of songs have been teaching kids how to spell recently. Maybe it started back with Fergie and the Black Eyed Peas. Though they did spell "tasty" with an extra "e" in fergalicious (tak cayer, cuba dengar balik). The fad may have started ages earlier, but there was quite a long pause til the BEPs brought it back. Then Gwen Stefani taught people how to spell "bananas", Danity Kane's "Damaged" and Natasha Bedingfield's "Angel".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most recent lesson comes from good ol' Britney Spears. But she covers up the spelling by pronouncing each letter to make them into a sentence. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PH2d_PlN0XU"&gt;Here, check it out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first heard about this song from the newspaper this morning. The article was about parents asking for the song to be banned from public radio. I couldn't really understand it. All I had to work with was the title of the song. So I googled the lyrics. It's weird, there wasn't really any profanity or anything in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I realized "All of the boys and all of the girls are begging to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If You Seek Amy&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-9113061197360645460?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/9113061197360645460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=9113061197360645460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/9113061197360645460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/9113061197360645460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2009/01/spelling-with-stars.html' title='Spelling With The Stars'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-7376206614610740520</id><published>2009-01-12T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T00:58:56.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncensored Gore</title><content type='html'>It's the pictures in the newspapers lately. Do we REALLY need pictures like that in the news? Isn't it enough just reading about it? Well, sure, putting in pictures will cause more people to actually care about it. But think about it, putting all these gory pictures in the newspaper, how come they don't show gore like the Saw movies in cinemas? They show plenty of crappy movies, surely a little gore should be fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the whole reason that lots of gory scenes get cut on Astro is to protect the kids from seeing, well, gore. But they could just get a newspaper and get all the gore they want (besides learning about Malaysian "politics"). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird, but I think I'm worried about what children are exposed to these days. For one thing, all the paranoia about child kidnapping is gonna cause the next generation to be, well, paranoid. As if we aren't paranoid enough already. Anyway, kids are known for being more attracted to pictures than words. What if they grow up to actually like seeing these gory scenes...? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm overthinking things. I should go sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-7376206614610740520?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/7376206614610740520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=7376206614610740520&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7376206614610740520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7376206614610740520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2009/01/uncensored-gore.html' title='Uncensored Gore'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-3305036235048188101</id><published>2009-01-08T02:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T02:22:38.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Return to Castle Wolfenstein</title><content type='html'>Going once again to Sri Pentas. For, what, the 4th time now? Let's just see how it goes. It just happened so suddenly. This guy from my old job at PJ (the one with the sad english) just called me and said ntv7 needs graphic people. Well, I'm not really good at graphics, but what the hey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-3305036235048188101?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/3305036235048188101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=3305036235048188101&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3305036235048188101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3305036235048188101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2009/01/return-to-castle-wolfenstein.html' title='Return to Castle Wolfenstein'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-2371994814392488851</id><published>2009-01-05T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T22:20:56.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year / Secret Santa</title><content type='html'>I've been spending waaay too much time with the LXESs these days. But holiday time is over and now I gotta get back to looking for jobs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my New Years Eve at Andrew's place. Watched many fireworks from his apartment on the 22nd floor (betul ke nombor tu?). From there, we could see the fireworks from KLCC, Sunway Pyramid, Mid Valley, and other places that we don't really recognize from so far away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also spent most of the night/morning playing the Wii. First time actually seeing someone play Guitar Hero on Expert. I hope my guitar's still ok. Tak try lagi since then. Mostly played that new Rayman, everyone was enjoying the strange dance thing. Good thing Andrew's living room was spacious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we had a gathering at Craig's sempena our Secret Santa gift exchange gathering. The food was great. Especially the ones that was not bought from the shop. Like, quite jarang kot for me to enjoy pasta which had no meat in it. And the scallop potatoes, well, I eat anything with tasty cheese on it. :P Craig's biscuits and cupcakes were good too. (Not gonna sebut about the drama involved during its making.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the gift exchange. I got a new sketch book and I gave a (custom) tshirt. Thanks to all the contributors of the unused tshirt ideas! (Aye, Adam, Luke, Rashid. Did I leave out anyone?) The party ended after a tied game of Taboo. Too bad everyone forgot to take a group picture...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-2371994814392488851?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/2371994814392488851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=2371994814392488851&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2371994814392488851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2371994814392488851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-secret-santa.html' title='New Year / Secret Santa'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-3833297507121076050</id><published>2008-12-30T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:19:46.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to Say at Midnight, 1st January 2009</title><content type='html'>I haven't _____ since last year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seen you&lt;br /&gt;gone to the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;slept&lt;br /&gt;eaten&lt;br /&gt;blogged&lt;br /&gt;used a computer&lt;br /&gt;changed my clothes&lt;br /&gt;brushed my teeth&lt;br /&gt;watched TV&lt;br /&gt;gotten out of my room/house&lt;br /&gt;opened facebook&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-3833297507121076050?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/3833297507121076050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=3833297507121076050&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3833297507121076050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3833297507121076050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/12/things-to-say-at-midnight-1st-january.html' title='Things to Say at Midnight, 1st January 2009'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-1548901241674794498</id><published>2008-12-27T02:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T02:36:56.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spittin' Blood</title><content type='html'>I just did something... uh.. strange just a short moment ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my younger brother Fariz was recently admitted at Pantai Medical for Dengue. A few minutes ago, I detected a mosquito bite on my arm. I have no idea why I did this (probably pengaruh Twilight) but I actually tried sucking on the spot where I got bitten. Then I went to my bathroom sink to spit. Twas all blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what I tried to do was... well, pretty much what happened at the end of Twilight. Suck out the blood-infecting substance. Anyway, I got a hickey on my right arm now. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone else actually tried sucking on a mosquito bite spot?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-1548901241674794498?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/1548901241674794498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=1548901241674794498&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/1548901241674794498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/1548901241674794498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/12/spittin-blood.html' title='Spittin&apos; Blood'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-5520714375381740554</id><published>2008-12-25T03:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T04:57:25.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GSC/TGV/CathayCineplexes Akan BANKRAP</title><content type='html'>Half of the frontpage of The New Straits Times Newspaper dated 24/12/2008. You may need to pay RM20 to watch Hollywood/non-local movies while it only costs the normal RM12 to watch local movies. &lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/Current_News/NST/Wednesday/National/2435809/Article/index_html"&gt;Here's the full article.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"some of today's locally-made movies are on par with foreign movies in terms of quality." &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the funniest line in the article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure it only needs the "government's approval", but hey, every other mengarut idea proposed to them was given the OK. House construction on hillsides for example. Not sure if the Yoga issue is their fault jugak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could think of a whole lotta things to write about this, but a lot of em quickly go off-topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah hell, it's my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok let's see... Org takkan tgk cerita melayu sbb tak best, org takkan tgk filem hollywood sbb mahal. Since budak2 zaman sekarang kebanyakannya dah pandai bertorrent, those non-local movies will all be downloaded and the local movies will be ignored. Until Hari Raya, when they are released on Astro Ria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling someone didn't plan things right. Possibly the local film-makers. Making a story that appeals to the local people &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; make them want to watch it. BUT their mindset is always "jaga bajet". You think they'd wanna waste 10 whole bucks to watch a bad local movie once on a big screen? Of course not! They'll just wait for Raya. Or buy the VCD. They're both less than 10 bucks and they can watch it multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help Malaysian film-makers that &lt;i&gt;some force in Malaysia&lt;/i&gt; (government kot...) make sooo many rules for making films. Heck, have I ever mentioned about the time when I was working as the Graphic Designer for that kids show, they made a christmas episode and RTM rejected it simply because "oh, orang melayu tak boleh pakai topi warna merah kerana ia merosakkan akidah" (refering to santa hats). Unless their real reason for the rejection was for the songs they sang in that episode (I'm pretty sure they made their own songs again. My God, whose freaking idea was it to make a song titled "Hari Natal"?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ada kes dimana &lt;i&gt;seorang lecturer MMU punya kawan&lt;/i&gt; had to go to another country to make his movie, but this was understandable because it had much, much nudity in it. And something about watermelons. And he showed this on projector in the FA class. Because it's "experimental film" or something. I accidentally walked in on it while returning someone's Tru Calling DVD box set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yknow, one of the things I hate most about Malaysian cinema..... is Saiful Apek.  I wanted to watch Cicakman to see the kemampuan of Malaysian special effects artists! But because of him, I don't think I even watched it til halfway. More like a quarter. So no matter how much publicity a local movie gets, if Apek's in it, it's gonna suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, one last bit. I didn't watch Histeria, but if that lesbian kiss really did pass the censorship boards..... that would be really weird. Because there hasn't even been a &lt;i&gt;normal&lt;/i&gt; heterosexual kiss on local films. And the first kiss in a Malaysian movie is a bisexual one? Sungguh the hebat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-5520714375381740554?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/5520714375381740554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=5520714375381740554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5520714375381740554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5520714375381740554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/12/gsctgvcathaycineplexes-akan-bankrap.html' title='GSC/TGV/CathayCineplexes Akan BANKRAP'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-4014553058796234268</id><published>2008-12-17T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:38:25.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies and Trips</title><content type='html'>The Sinbad gig is over. Now I'm just sorta bumming. Sorta. I think of it as resting for a while. Catch up on things I missed. Movies and hangouts and stuff. Meanwhile, I'm helping out an old MMU friend (who still hasn't graduated) with his assignment (cos he failed Maya 2 twice already. I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only movies on my to-watch list at the moment are Madagascar 2 and Transporter 3. Wasn't very interested in these 2 movies until someone told me Madagascar 2 was really good (because the trailers don't mention a thing about what the movie's about) and Transporter 3 because I'm expecting it to be better than Quantum &lt;s&gt;Showcase&lt;/s&gt; of Solace. At least I'll be expecting an action movie instead of a spy movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Bolt without knowing at all what it was about and it was AWESOME. Twilight (like all book movies) is not as good as the book. Hell, banyak super jiwang boring sleep-inducing parts. Someone even snored loudly when I watched. And today, I just watched Antoo Fighter. Not bad for a Malay movie I suppose. But I liked Zombi Kampung Pisang better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, I went to Sunway Pyramid where I participated, for the first time, a Red Box session. With Craig, Syaz, Fazlin, Akmar and a few Akmar relatives. It was quite fun. (Free fries!) It was one of those super-rare days where I use my voice a lot. Boleh pulak diorang pasang 3 to 4 Avril songs in a row. Memang penat lah aku melayan. Ada lah jugak layan other songs, but none of the Malay ones. :P I noticed a lot of mistakes with the lyrics. And they don't show a thing when they're rapping. Rosak lagu Linkin Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Monday, I spent my day at Adam's (kat Bangi). I brought my Wii. It was nice playing a lot of 4-player stuff. Actually I think I only have 3 4-player games: Brawl, Mario Kart and Rayman: Raving Rabbids 2. I got a video of Adam and his 2 bros fooling around with a song in Rayman. Should upload soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-4014553058796234268?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/4014553058796234268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=4014553058796234268&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4014553058796234268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4014553058796234268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/12/movies-and-trips.html' title='Movies and Trips'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-3168343517133025189</id><published>2008-12-11T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:32:43.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 against 1 tag team match</title><content type='html'>Dono why these three people (adam, aye, alia) like tagging me all the time. Either I'm their favourite victim or they think of me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What are your goals/dreams?&lt;br /&gt;World domination, create a big personal 3D project, start a t-shirt business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The most happiest thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Things can't be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Favorite colour?&lt;br /&gt;White. Or purple. I used to say yellow and pink too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do if u have a million dollars?&lt;br /&gt;Find a way to use it to make more million dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Where do you wish to go the most? Why?&lt;br /&gt;Cybertron. Obvious reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your weakness that you can't stand the most?&lt;br /&gt;Alia merajuk. Kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What will you do if you face something sad?&lt;br /&gt;Hold in the emotion. Unleash only when limit is reached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Most afraid to lose..?&lt;br /&gt;My collections. And my relationship with... someone......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is the practical target within this 5 years?&lt;br /&gt;kumpul duit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Ask yourself, do you like yourself?&lt;br /&gt;I love myself. *hug myself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;Avril - Get Over It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.What weird things that you wish to happen?&lt;br /&gt;Triangular Spaceships in the sky; Dinosaurs wandering the streets; GIANT ROBOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What age do you wish to live until?&lt;br /&gt;Infinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. You Hate which type of people the most?&lt;br /&gt;Orang yang datang mengacau masa tengah makan (peminta sedekah, salesmen, etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you satisfied with your life?&lt;br /&gt;Wait til I get outta the country first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What do you wish to do the most now?&lt;br /&gt;Watch some downloaded stuff. Or play games. (short term)&lt;br /&gt;Be with Alia. (long term)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What do you think will make you think that the human nature is dark?&lt;br /&gt;Refer to that entry about why I hate Malaysia. Plus a few other reasons that I can't really describe at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you are in deepest depression, who will you look for?&lt;br /&gt;Any friends who would care to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. A present that you wish to get from your lover.&lt;br /&gt;Uhhhhh..... &lt;s&gt;hand in marriage&lt;/s&gt; i don't have a lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Who do you miss the most now?&lt;br /&gt;Tanak sebut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-3168343517133025189?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/3168343517133025189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=3168343517133025189&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3168343517133025189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3168343517133025189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/12/3-against-1-tag-team-match.html' title='3 against 1 tag team match'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-4201963273495622078</id><published>2008-11-26T23:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:40:22.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teh RambleZ</title><content type='html'>Been so busy and antisocial lately. Really gotta do something about that once I'm done with this Teater Muzikal Kanak-kanak Sinbad. The big day is this Sunday. The free "press" preview. Possibly (like Impak Maksima) the press preview will NOT be the same as the official tiket-kena-beli punya show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get all this crap over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that it's all crap, I'm having fun animating here. I just hate deadlines. And freaking super-long render times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rewatched Impak Maksima The Musical the other day. Turned out to be waaay better than the press preview version. They extended the show. It didn't end with the guy mati kena belasah. Instead, the guy mati crash kereta. That last "driving scene" wasn't that nice. Just fancy. Strange dancers all over the place and 2 people pretending to drive a car. While the girl sings in the middle, worried about them both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been quite depressed recently, in case anyone cares. Yelah, asyik busy bekerja aje, no time to hang out with anyone. And semuorang pun busy aje when I actually have time to go out. Retail therapy won't do me any good I think. I still haven't had enough of my Guitar Hero yet and my freaking foot pain makes me unable to fool around with my Wii Fit (ngehehe hula hoop).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I could always go get those few remaining TF figures.... which are so blardy rare now. If I don't find them soon, I'll probably just give up and save my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita game pulak, hehehe, besides the Wii, I've been spending quite a lotta time (while rendering) on my DS. Still haven't finished Little Red Riding Hood's Zombie BBQ. I'm pretty sure I'm at the last boss now. Zombzilla. Already killed zombie grandma, zombie 3 little pigs, zombie santa, zombie gretel (she ate hansel), and zombie sleeping beauty. Not sure if I left out anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when my PC's not busy rendering, it's Red Alert 3. They had what I always wanted in a strategy game: transforming units. Sure, the Terran Siege Tank was fun, but I've always wanted MORE. Besides the transforming units, shooting people (and bears!) out of cannons is always fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I hear there's "someone" (ahem ahem) in Australia who just bought a game console.... a PS2 (oh so outdated) but with some of the more newer games. And mostly games that can't really be played here. Or memang takde sini... I've never seen Singstar around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk TV show. HIMUM's ok. GG's ok. But I have no idea why I'm STILL watching Heroes. Dammit, 3 episodes before this, my fav character was Sylar and I hoped that he'd make this show good. Then the freaking writers go and give him a freaking GIRLFRIEND. Like WTK! He freaking tried to kill that girl! There was nothing between those 2 until that stupid flashback episode! And does anyone remember that Peter was supposed to have the power to go through walls from the guy that killed Linderman? Oh oh, and another thing: Ever notice how that actress that plays Nikki Sanders / awek Nathan Petrelli canNOT close her mouth? She's always showing her buck teeth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, if you've got a thing for Star Wars, download Robot Chicken Star Wars 2 (but watch the first one first). Unless you're too busy watching the Clone Wars series (not as awesome as the previous cartoony one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in health, today I'd like to share with you some things about carbs and protein. Apparently, going for 3 days with nothing but protein and plain water can make your weight go down a lot. Protein: fish, eggs, chicken, meat (non-fried). No veggies nor fruits. But I only watched my mom and bro go on this diet. It's the intro to a 45-day diet. I don't see my bro really following it anymore though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, (a lesson in biology) taking too much carbs (roti/nasi/potatoes) will convert them into fat in your body. Well, that's what I heard when the guy that introduced the diet was lecturing to my family the other day. So what I did was start what a few people have been telling me: makan lauk lebih, nasi kurang. And what did I learn today as I went to the clinic to check my sore right foot? Possible high uric acid. Too much protein. Sheesh. Irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... covered a lot on the entertainment section, a tiny bit on health... maybe a bit on technology... You know I don't do Automobiles or Sports, so let's skip that. International news pun ada sikit. :P Local news takyahlah. Everyone's talking about the yoga thing. They're just scared we'd learn the secret to yoga fire and yoga flame from Dhalsim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-4201963273495622078?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/4201963273495622078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=4201963273495622078&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4201963273495622078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4201963273495622078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/11/teh-ramblez.html' title='Teh RambleZ'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-8683067443196543921</id><published>2008-11-19T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:15:16.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrations</title><content type='html'>Here I am at Istana Budaya waiting for this one frame to render in Maya. The last time I rendered it, it took 23minutes. This one is at least halfway already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today I would to share with you (again?) my unfinished list of why I hate Malaysia / why I really need to move to another country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Everyday routine traffic jams&lt;br /&gt;- Improperly planned highways&lt;br /&gt;- Too many buildings, too little parking&lt;br /&gt;- Cirque du Politique&lt;br /&gt;- Ineffective security&lt;br /&gt;- The illusion of free speech&lt;br /&gt;- Gaji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update this post as soon as I have more to write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-8683067443196543921?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/8683067443196543921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=8683067443196543921&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8683067443196543921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8683067443196543921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/11/frustrations.html' title='Frustrations'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-9000823487836682013</id><published>2008-11-09T18:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T19:05:45.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Impact</title><content type='html'>So here's the pics of that thing the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SRbBxSjUj7I/AAAAAAAAAyw/ulzwPFTMXx8/s1600-h/IMG_3315a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SRbBxSjUj7I/AAAAAAAAAyw/ulzwPFTMXx8/s400/IMG_3315a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266609866794110898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got actually. t's from the end of the show. Try googling for impak maksima teater for other pics. From the press.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a few reviews about the play and strangely they gave it positive reviews. But I guess they're part of the demographic that the makers of the show were targeting. Rempits. And other (mostly) Malay people who have never watched a theatre show. And also perhaps people who focus more on effects and stuff rather than story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some behind-the-scenes stuff that I managed to take pictures of before the show.&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/_wMj-B074HvE/SRbB6dP9K7I/AAAAAAAAAy4/mNbvxdrZXik/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SRbB6dP9K7I/AAAAAAAAAy4/mNbvxdrZXik/s400/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266610024284498866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rempit bikes.&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/_wMj-B074HvE/SRbB6qvnDgI/AAAAAAAAAzA/kozSkC1Ufi4/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SRbB6qvnDgI/AAAAAAAAAzA/kozSkC1Ufi4/s400/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266610027906928130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SRbB69EiUpI/AAAAAAAAAzI/oqxqm_u1ZXM/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SRbB69EiUpI/AAAAAAAAAzI/oqxqm_u1ZXM/s400/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266610032826536594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the unused kereta terbalik prop I mentioned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-9000823487836682013?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/9000823487836682013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=9000823487836682013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/9000823487836682013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/9000823487836682013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/11/impact.html' title='The Impact'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SRbBxSjUj7I/AAAAAAAAAyw/ulzwPFTMXx8/s72-c/IMG_3315a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-5092927283152913002</id><published>2008-11-07T01:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T02:02:42.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zero Impact</title><content type='html'>Impak Maksima. The movie was (kononnya) Malaysia's version of The Fast and The Furious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've never actually watched the movie myself, despite having it in my hard disk (since I was still in MMU). But I'm pretty sure it involved a lot of car street-racing and drifting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I wasn't really interested in Impak Maksima: The Musical. I only just saw the posters and heard some stuff about it while working in Istana Budaya. What got me interested was when I heard there was going to be a car drifting on stage and that it would be the first time that will ever be done on stage. Then later I noticed a newspaper clipping about "litar lumba atas pentas". My interest increased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I got a chance to watch the press preview version of Impak Maksima: The Musical. It was quite packed. VIPs all over the place. Sponsors and media. Friends and families of staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, on to the review. Let's start with the positives: The songs are actually quite nice. And some of the special effects and jokes were kinda good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNFORTUNATEL, songs-songs tersebut would've been a whole lot better if the lyrics could actually be heard. The music was too loud. And/Or they didn't sing loud enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characters were all over the place with no real focus. Heck, it's so hard to even SEE the main characters with everyone wearing colorful clothing. Like, one of the earliest scenes involved a stage with someone singing, a bar with a few characters, a table where people from the previous scene was sitting, and a group of dancers at the front of the stage. Where's the focus?! It was EVERYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the story. A guy in school called DK (Drift King. Hah!) and all his followers lepak2 in a school and then he spots a new girl. Dia gi ngorat lah kan (through song and dance). Then they sorta start a relationship. One time when they were dating, a girl datang kacau diorang, saying that DK was her "dancing partner" (in the previously mentioned stage/bar scene). So DK danced and sang to explain to his date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime later, DK was back with that other girl (dunno why) and he sorta faces off with his "racing rival". Turns out that new girl is the rival's sister. Seeing the other girl fondling DK, she breaks up with him. Then at the end when the rival beats up DK to near death and walks away with "other girl", the rival's sister goes back to DK. Story ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a sorta sub-story involving DK's rempit mechanic and an auto-shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok ok, so it's Impak Maksima. Cars, right? There were only 2. And only one drifts. Twice. Once in the beginning, once in the middle. And how does it drift? It does a few 360 turns in the middle of the stage. That's it. Oh, and that part about racing.... nope. Takde pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I think the whole show was about random singing and hip-hop dancing. The few well-choreographed dancing scenes were agak menarik. But the rest, memang semua breakdancing suka hati diorang je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, a few days ago, I managed to snap a pic of prop kereta yang dah terbalik. I'm pretty sure I didn't see it in the show... nanti2 lah aku letak gambars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-5092927283152913002?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/5092927283152913002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=5092927283152913002&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5092927283152913002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5092927283152913002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/11/impak-maksima.html' title='Zero Impact'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-4412875580511326103</id><published>2008-10-31T21:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T21:57:41.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that *%(*#&amp;% wedding tag.</title><content type='html'>So I gave Adam a small lecture about how I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;want to do this tag some weeks ago. But somehow, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone &lt;/span&gt;managed to &lt;s&gt;&lt;span&gt;force&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; "persuade" me to do this tag anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.How old are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to be reminded about my age. I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Are you single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. In what age do you think you’ll get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully before 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Do you think you’ll be marrying the person you are with now??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I with now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. If not, who do you want to marry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a certain moolah-loving girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Do you want a garden/beach wedding, or the traditional wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never actually cared cos it won't be my decision to make anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Your ideal motif?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errrrr suddenly i'm thinking something sci-fi. damn, that was random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Where do you plan to go on a honeymoon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;into a hotel room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. How many guests do you think you’ll invite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it was up to me, about the same amount of friends that came during my recent open house. maybe a bit more. plus family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Do you want an extravagant wedding or a simple wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple, definitely. in a kedekut mood these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Do you want the traditional vows or something you’d make up on your own??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"saya setuju untuk bayar sebanyak ni untuk menjadikan si dia ni sebagai isteri saya. sah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. How many layers of cake do you want to have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not too much. beli mahal2, banyak leftovers, semut pulak makan. bazir jer. unless i get one with a lotta layers, but with a really small diameter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. Do you prefer having your reception at a hotel or at a simple place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a hotel would be nice. a cheap one. i hope there won't be any noises from upstairs..... unless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. When do you want to get married, evening or morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we could avoid the "strange noises" in the cheap hotels if the wedding was in the morning. But if we HAVE to do the wedding in the evening, well you know what they say. "if you can't beat em, join em". Gotta halau the guests early though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. You’d rather have your reception outdoors or indoors?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Malaysia? definitely indoors. I'm sure the receptionist wouldn't like staying outdoors too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. Do you like a grand entrance for your groom/bride?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing fancy. I'd even prefer a nice alternative to the kompangs. Like an ipod hooked up to a mobile speaker. Or better yet, several people playing the kompang tune on their phones at the same time (to get that echo effect).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. Name the song/tune you’d like played at your wedding??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing Malay please. Preferably my favourite genres: Orchestra or Metal. Heck, some people have freaking karaokes during their weddings. I want guitar hero. Or rock band. No singstar. that's karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. Are you a morning person or a night person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno. I try my best to balance it. Though I'm might be more of an afternoon person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. Do you want a solemn ceremony or a light one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light I guess. The lighter, the less I have to pay...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. What age do you want to get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age of Mythology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. Describe your ideal husband/wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Female. Preferably younger than me. Speaks primarily English. Entertaining. Not too materialistic (because everyone's naturally materialistic). Someone who feels the same way about me as I feel about her, and not like anyone else the same way. Not a gold digger (at least don't dig when anyone's looking). Able to take care of children (eventually). Tak kuat politik. Moderate when it comes to religion.  Preferably someone who can keep up with my strangeness and can tolerate lame jokes. No professional training required. Optional: Gamer. (I think that's mostly what I'd want in a gf than a wife... :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. Do you prefer fine dining or just the normal spoon &amp;amp; fork/knife?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine dining isn't the normal spoon &amp;amp; fork/knife? i don't think i've eaten using a spoon and knife combo though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. champagne or red wine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non-alcoholic rose-flavoured red wine (sirap).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25. Honeymoon right after the wedding or days after the wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depends on where we'll be staying after the wedding. We might need to practice at home before doing it at a fancy place. Tak best pulak kalau masa honeymoon dua2 tak puas..... nak bersiar-siar pun takde mood nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26. Money or household item?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Lingerie.&lt;/s&gt; Money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27. Who will pay for the bills?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I said money in the previous question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28. Are you ready for married life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't finished enjoying my freedom yet. Maybe later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29. Do u think you will still be a virgin until u get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Duh. Kata nak enjoy freedom. Rasanya apa aku nak buat? :P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P&lt;br /&gt;(kidding lah. You know I meant video games.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30. Will u always be true to your wife/husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wife, yes. husband, i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31. How many kids do u like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think there are any kids that I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do &lt;/span&gt;like at the moment. Wait til I get a few of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;32. A new house for a newly wed or an old one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New. Old one got bad feng shui. kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33. Will u celebrate silver wedding, gold wedding, or diamond wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wedding where the decorations are either silver, gold or diamonds?! crazy ah?! memang takleh honeymoon lah kalau camtu! (but if you're asking about the ring, of course lah diamond. takleh cheapskate sangat.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;34. What kind of cuisine would u like for ur wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything with meat. And something I would actually be allowed to finish. I always notice the pengantins' table are left with a lot of leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;35. Will u record ur honeymoon in a cd or dvd?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would i wanna record my honeymoon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;36. Whose wedding plans would you like to know next??? choose 5 people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh. pass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-4412875580511326103?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/4412875580511326103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=4412875580511326103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4412875580511326103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4412875580511326103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/10/that-wedding-tag.html' title='that *%(*#&amp;% wedding tag.'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-1440924104711968715</id><published>2008-10-30T23:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:27:27.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assault on Culture Castle</title><content type='html'>It began one day when the royal family of Culture Castle gathered to organize a play. Their discussions eventually delayed everything and they only started preparations for the play less than one month before it is to be staged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when I was summoned to aid Culture Castle in the development of the play, along with another friend. A meeting was to be held that afternoon, but my presence was requested in the morning. With the free time that we had, we were given a tour of the castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SQnanNvQQhI/AAAAAAAAAyg/KJ68-Iorfvo/s1600-h/picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SQnanNvQQhI/AAAAAAAAAyg/KJ68-Iorfvo/s400/picture+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262978006796747282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SQnamqUtLSI/AAAAAAAAAyY/dH1IrwvBMkM/s1600-h/picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SQnamqUtLSI/AAAAAAAAAyY/dH1IrwvBMkM/s400/picture+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262977997290155298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SQnZrf5nJgI/AAAAAAAAAyI/AOPTEGnE6JM/s1600-h/picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SQnZrf5nJgI/AAAAAAAAAyI/AOPTEGnE6JM/s400/picture+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262976980879877634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SQnZrM5mcTI/AAAAAAAAAyA/OVLGUvGzwVA/s1600-h/picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SQnZrM5mcTI/AAAAAAAAAyA/OVLGUvGzwVA/s400/picture+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262976975779557682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No exterior shots. Had enough of that when I went to visit the Big Wheel of Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SQnal3jIdBI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/dbF0Huh25io/s1600-h/picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SQnal3jIdBI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/dbF0Huh25io/s400/picture+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262977983660454930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's a secondary stage behind the main stage. Mostly used for rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_wMj-B074HvE/SQnZqVES5hI/AAAAAAAAAx4/h-QdO27Emys/s1600-h/picture+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SQnZqVES5hI/AAAAAAAAAx4/h-QdO27Emys/s400/picture+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262976960792028690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is downstairs, where they control the naik and the turun of the stage's platforms.&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/_wMj-B074HvE/SQnW3CGRnII/AAAAAAAAAxw/QJADAUuELJM/s1600-h/kapal+sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SQnW3CGRnII/AAAAAAAAAxw/QJADAUuELJM/s400/kapal+sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262973880503475330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is a tiny preview of what I'm doing at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who still haven't figured it out, Culture Castle is Istana Budaya.&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/973153881350440401-1440924104711968715?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/1440924104711968715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=1440924104711968715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/1440924104711968715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/1440924104711968715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/10/assault-on-culture-castle.html' title='Assault on Culture Castle'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SQnanNvQQhI/AAAAAAAAAyg/KJ68-Iorfvo/s72-c/picture+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-8958054336766604959</id><published>2008-10-25T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:23:24.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too many things</title><content type='html'>Now working at Istana Budaya for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently playing Force Unleashed on Wii. Loving the twists that connect Star Wars episodes 3 and 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting for Red Alert 3, though I'm not sure my PC is strong enough. Probably not gonna have any free time for it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esok tengok High School Musical 3. Downloaded soundtrack, nice songs. Study jap sebelum tengok esok. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need time to watch movies I've downloaded. Quite a lot. Yang download dari MMU dulu pun tak habis tengok lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to do the modelings for Istana Budaya project. Got meeting this Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-watched Jackie Chan Adventures Season 1, kebased from Syawal last week. Nostalgic a bit. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foot pain: encore. I hope this won't last long. I'm guessing the traffic jams caused it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulcers. Started with one last week about 3mm in diameter. If you notice my open house pics, I smile weird. Now I have 2 more ulcers. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformers toys quality these days aren't really good. Disappointed with Galvatron and Ironhide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll postpone buying Eclipse. No time to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should blog with more details about the istana budaya gig. Maybe some other time. Lotsa backstage pics of the place. And maybe I'll ask for some spare posters. And maybe free tickets too. Curious about that car that's gonna drift on stage in Impak Maksima: The Musical.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-8958054336766604959?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/8958054336766604959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=8958054336766604959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8958054336766604959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8958054336766604959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/10/too-many-things.html' title='Too many things'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-4283093170193123612</id><published>2008-10-19T16:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:07:02.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What, no belated presents?</title><content type='html'>The open house went pretty well. I've never had that many friends come over at once. Too bad a lot of my non-MMU friends didn't come. Too many other open houses kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SPsFelrUiMI/AAAAAAAAAxo/QeZcp4_AO34/s1600-h/picture+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SPsFelrUiMI/AAAAAAAAAxo/QeZcp4_AO34/s400/picture+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258803012953213122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is pretty much everyone who came. The ones who aren't in this picture either left early or came late. All the pics are &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=45232&amp;amp;l=e9b66&amp;amp;id=596528434"&gt;on Facebook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stuff we talked about as we lepaked included The Large Hard-on Collider, the Paedo topic of last year, how Max Payne sucked and his nostrils were huge, how one of Adam's nostrils are shrinking, how me and Aye are the only ones watching Gossip Girl now, citation needed, workaholics, dammit dammit dammit, Fadzli's Cobra Tshirt (that he got from Kedah?), Wii stuff, and I don't quite remember what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back on topic, it's been 6 days and I only received..... pretty much 3 birthday presents. (my birthday was on the 13th in case you missed it.) One was a McD Sundae bought out of guilt, one was a free movie ticket which I used to watch Mamma Mia :P and the other one was a be-earlied package from Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I can only show 1 out of the 3 presents, I don't think I'm gonna put a picture of it here. But I suppose I'm considering that pic up there as a present from all who are in it. Cos I've never had that many friends in a picture before. :D Thanks to all who came!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-4283093170193123612?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/4283093170193123612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=4283093170193123612&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4283093170193123612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4283093170193123612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-no-belated-presents.html' title='What, no belated presents?'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SPsFelrUiMI/AAAAAAAAAxo/QeZcp4_AO34/s72-c/picture+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-5817324373508382391</id><published>2008-10-12T20:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:47:14.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open House</title><content type='html'>Dengan ini, saya ingin mengumumkan bahawa rumah terbuka Mohd Ezani Baharuddin pada tahun ini, jatuh kepada hari Sabtu ini, bersamaan dengan lapan belas haribulan Syawal, tahun empat belas dua puluh sembilan (18/10/1429); Juga bersamaan dengan lapan belas haribulan Oktober dua ribu lapan (18/10/2008).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua yang melawati blog ini dijemput hadir. Dengan syarat: Aku kawan kau. Kalau setakat kenal jer, well, sorry lah. Aku priority kasi kat kawan jer. Datang tu boleh, tapi *maybe* aku tak layan lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di sertakan bersama pengumuman ini ialah satu peta bagi mereka yang memerlukan arah tujuan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wMj-B074HvE/RyKa5BUDnPI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/57uUw9GUT_M/s1600-h/map+bangsar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wMj-B074HvE/RyKa5BUDnPI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/57uUw9GUT_M/s320/map+bangsar.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125829630296825074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian, assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*theme song plays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengumuman itu tadi dibawakan khas kepada anda oleh Apollo. Pasti menggemparkan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*back to regularly scheduled program*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-5817324373508382391?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/5817324373508382391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=5817324373508382391&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5817324373508382391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5817324373508382391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/10/open-house.html' title='Open House'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wMj-B074HvE/RyKa5BUDnPI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/57uUw9GUT_M/s72-c/map+bangsar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-5109174224923161320</id><published>2008-10-12T13:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:28:35.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Datuk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/Current_News/NST/Saturday/NewsBreak/20081011202859/Article"&gt;More proof that Malaysian "leaders" are &lt;s&gt;assholes&lt;/s&gt; idiots.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada ke patut diorang kasi "Datuk" to an actor who doesn't even live in Malaysia. If he was born here, maybe ok lagi kot. Heck, he's a freaking actor. He just acts in Malaysia. I'm guessing there was a small discussion before they decided to award Shah Rukh Khan with the datukship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shah Rukh Khan banyak bikin filem hebat guna Melaka"&lt;br /&gt;"Ya betul tu. Banyak dia promote negeri kita. Jom kasi dia jadi datuk."&lt;br /&gt;"Memang patut pun dia diberi datuk. Filem dia semua best-best belaka."&lt;br /&gt;"Tapi dia hanya pelakon. Bukankah kita patut awardkan producer dia atau orang yang yang memilih untuk shooting filem-filem tersebut di Melaka...?"&lt;br /&gt;"....."&lt;br /&gt;"STFU."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also heard that an uncle of mine was offered a Datuk title, but only if he agreed to sponsor someone RM15000. Datuks are like the old people's Apple product. While we go around bragging about our iPods, iPhones and iMacs to our friends, they go around telling their friends about how they bought their Datuk title. At least Apple products actually do stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-5109174224923161320?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/5109174224923161320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=5109174224923161320&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5109174224923161320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5109174224923161320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/10/datuk.html' title='The Datuk'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-795083353098967864</id><published>2008-10-08T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:56:50.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choose Your Fate</title><content type='html'>1. The plan that I've had since I finished the Les'Copaque Training. Work there. For a few months at least. Only recently do they call to set up an interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A short while after the training, a fellow classmate offered me a job at Istana Budaya doing 3D animation. I called him recently, he mentioned budget problems. The whole project might get cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Grandparent intervention. With his network of people, my grandfather managed to contact this Maybank Headhunter. Just a short while ago, I went to the office and they're setting up some interviews and stuff for me to become a "Managerial Associate" (a.k.a. Manager Trainee). If I get accepted, there'll be essay-writings and presentations. The only problem with all this is, it's not a job. It's a career. A long-term career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.1's interview is in 2 days, No.2 is probably cancelled,  and No.3 - I'll have to wait for them to call back for another interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still no news from the Australian Immigration about the Working Holiday Visa. Maybe I should write them an email about how I wanna hurry there and save my &lt;s&gt;marr&lt;/s&gt; relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iVpcxHy-kfQ"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-795083353098967864?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/795083353098967864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=795083353098967864&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/795083353098967864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/795083353098967864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/10/choose-your-fate.html' title='Choose Your Fate'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-5096037060514083935</id><published>2008-10-04T21:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T17:08:28.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Raya</title><content type='html'>The -1st day was fun. The 1st day was funner. The 2nd day was less fun. 3rd and 4th, even less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; -1st day (Raya Eve)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight: FOOD. Not raya food, just normal food. Kuay teow goreng, nasi, mi kantonis?, royal murtabak and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ayam Percik Ayamas.&lt;/span&gt; The royal murtabak was taken from a royal palace from somewhere in the North. Ayam Percik tu, well, I didn't know it still existed. Rare weh Ayamas skarang (I'm just saying that cos the one in Bangsar is gone and the one that was in Mid Valley is now some other chicken shop).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the whole thing happened at my grandparents' place in TTDI. We do this every year. Big gathering, plenty of food, yada yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st day (Raya Day).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemang + Rendang, Laksa Johor. And suddenly, now baru I teringat about the sate. Oh well. As usual, family photo at home, family photo at the grandparents', eat eat eat, main game jap (I suck at multiplayer Metroid Prime Hunters. Mario Kart ok lagi), then left the house sometime after noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SOiBCnwBtbI/AAAAAAAAAvk/pc5CDyuEkfU/s1600-h/IMG_9779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SOiBCnwBtbI/AAAAAAAAAvk/pc5CDyuEkfU/s400/IMG_9779.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253590847357826482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Family photo antara kita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SOiBCrCZhGI/AAAAAAAAAvs/eo7XPCLsnGY/s1600-h/IMG_9802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SOiBCrCZhGI/AAAAAAAAAvs/eo7XPCLsnGY/s400/IMG_9802.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253590848240190562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Family photo antara kita++&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My dad spoilkan gambar by not wearing songkok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my old pal Hazwan's house in Seputeh. Known this guy since standard one. Same school for 11 years, same class for 6. Had drinks and a lil bit of food. Fooled around with his murukus. The guests at his house was strangely multiracial. I guess doctors have a big variety of friends. I think the few Malays that were there were his relatives. Or maybe not, cos I remember him saying that relatives come at night... And dia tak puas hati that my lil bro didn't eat much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really should take a pic with him someday. Selama ni, I've only had like, what, 7 pictures with him? 6 being gambar kelas, 1 being that pic in Friendster with Adam and Luke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik kampung Seri Menanti, N9. Jumpa relatives, makan2....... That's pretty much it. Tak keluar beraya pun. Relatives yang datang ke rumah kampung tersebut. It was all fine til around 3pm, when my uncle came with all his children and grandchildren (not sure if he had cicit... if he did, they were there too). The family's too big for me to know all of em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that made this day worse than the next was that my DS suddenly buat hal at the end of the day. Suddenly ajer cannot play. Stupid ttds. Stupid microSD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SOiBkgR7J8I/AAAAAAAAAv0/Grco8MEV7sc/s1600-h/IMG_3026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SOiBkgR7J8I/AAAAAAAAAv0/Grco8MEV7sc/s400/IMG_3026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253591429468071874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Traffic jam at the entrance/exit of my kampung house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SOiBCf6W94I/AAAAAAAAAvU/pB7-o1KGgok/s1600-h/IMG_2943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SOiBCf6W94I/AAAAAAAAAvU/pB7-o1KGgok/s400/IMG_2943.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253590845253678978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Penjual aiskrim mengambil kesempatan masuk kawasan rumah kampung aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd and 4th day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent most of the days sleeping. :P And a tiny bit of socializing. All my relatives dah gone dah. They all came during the first and second day. Tinggal one family aje at the end of the 3rd day, the one that actually lives in the kampung house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of the fourth day, I'm home. So yeah. That's my raya. Nothing really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In other news:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I really don't enjoy watching Malay shows. Most of em anyway, some are still bearable. Dramas lah paling tak tahan. "Screaming in fear" is already overly exaggerated, lately I realize (cos I don't watch Malay shows much) that "sadness caused by death" is overly exaggerated as well. Unbearably overly exaggerated. (Darth Vader would just resort to a short, awkward, non-dramatic "Nnnnoooooooooooo~~~". That one show I saw had to make the mourning scene last for, what, 5 whole minutes of whining?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and you know that Afdlin Shauki film Sumo Lah? It's an advertisement for Celcom and Ogawa. It's a nice film, sure, but... I just can't get over the advertising. And as for other shows, like raya specials and whatnot, the focus is too much on celebrities. The dialogue doesn't help. No one speaks in proper BM in the real world. Unless you work in RTM. Ahaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed this year macam tak ramai yang main mercun. I think it's because of this one type of mercun, used by so many people these days. Even when it's not waktu perayaan. The mercun is only about 3 inches long. When it's done burning, it'll only become a bit under 1 inch. But strangely, it doesn't release many sparks. Or noise. Asap jer lebih. (understand or not? :P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-5096037060514083935?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/5096037060514083935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=5096037060514083935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5096037060514083935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5096037060514083935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/10/raya.html' title='The Raya'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SOiBCnwBtbI/AAAAAAAAAvk/pc5CDyuEkfU/s72-c/IMG_9779.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-3296301924494623090</id><published>2008-09-26T02:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T02:50:36.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Book</title><content type='html'>So I went to get the book anyway. Who knows how much I spent this week buying... um, "stuff that I collect". So I figured, heck, this book's only 35bucks. Beli je lah. I read 5 chapters of the book at Borders in the Gardens first though. But I bought it at MPH. There was about a RM10 difference in between them. Would've read it at MPH if they had one that's not still wrapped in plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, Borders is cold. And why the heck is the "Young Adult" section always filled with girls' novels?! (this book is probably a girly book too. I asked my little brother if he had friends who read books. He said only girls. And he mentioned that they were all currently into this title.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the price tag on the book states that this title was under the "Horror &amp;amp; Ghost Stories" category. And from the price tags I surveyed at MPH the other day, the sequels to the books increase 5-10% in both thickness and price each sequel. But I'll just go through it all one by one. This also happens to be the first novel I bought, excluding books we were forced to buy in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I actually finish reading this book (and I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt;, because I already bought it.), this would be the fourth novel that I'd actually finish reading. Ever. (the other three would be the first Harry Potter and two Jodi Picoult books. And Jodi Picoult happens to be in the "Women's" section at MPH. Sigh.) So yeah, I've only ever finished reading 3 novels before this. I only read Konserto Terakhir halfway and the first few pages of Bukit Kepong. (Dan saya bangga BM saya C6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so I analyzed and explained everything EXCEPT the contents of the book itself. Mission Success. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Btw, the title is Stephenie Meyer's Twilight. Recommended by Alia Adam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-3296301924494623090?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/3296301924494623090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=3296301924494623090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3296301924494623090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3296301924494623090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/09/book.html' title='The Book'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-6708306220794260754</id><published>2008-09-21T02:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T05:57:45.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ikan Teruna adalah sejenis spesis ikan air tawar</title><content type='html'>Once again, I'm still up this late doing the same thing I've been doing recently. 3D. Makes me think that it's my destiny or something to work with 3D. It was the whole reason I went to MMU anyway. I blame ReBoot and Beast Wars, some of the earliest 3D cartoon series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling the next season of Heroes is gonna suck as bad as the second season. I downloaded the 'alternate ending' which also had an interview with the makers of the show. The "alternate" ending is supposed to be the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; ending. That stupid virus that kills almost everyone in the world was supposed to be released. So stupid. Biarlah diorang. I'll stick to Gossip Girl. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Heroes parody on Robot Chicken was nice though. Sylar stealing the power of a guy who could do the "separating thumb" trick. Turned out the guy had the "power" of diarrhea too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll be joining the LXESs for buka puasa at MV. Not exactly sure if I'm part of that group yet. An animal was picked out for me though... (and if you know me well enough, you'd guess it pretty quick.) Hint: it's not ikan teruna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the Sony PS3 was officially launched in Malaysia recently. I don't really care about the PS3 actually. But &lt;a href="http://kotaku.com/5052668/even-the-imperial-march-would-have-been-a-better-choice"&gt;some idiot played the Zelda theme during the launch&lt;/a&gt;. Zelda games do not get released on anything outside of a Nintendo system. I think someone gonna get hurt real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDITED at 5.54am after sahur. So last night I did the rigging for Samus. This morning I did some posing action for her. And after adding a little watermark for this picture (so that takde orang curi), I'm finally ready to put it up. Ada ke patut lepas sahur aku dapat idea untuk posingkan dia macam ni.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SNVxjjLOiUI/AAAAAAAAAuk/PU_oN9e1dPc/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SNVxjjLOiUI/AAAAAAAAAuk/PU_oN9e1dPc/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248225796321872194" 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/973153881350440401-6708306220794260754?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/6708306220794260754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=6708306220794260754&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/6708306220794260754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/6708306220794260754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/09/ikan-teruna-adalah-sejenis-spesis-ikan.html' title='Ikan Teruna adalah sejenis spesis ikan air tawar'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SNVxjjLOiUI/AAAAAAAAAuk/PU_oN9e1dPc/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-782487718735890050</id><published>2008-09-18T01:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T00:46:35.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samus Aran</title><content type='html'>This is the project I've been working on for the past week. Though it looks pretty much complete now, it is far from finished. The model and its rigging must be PERFECT for what I have in store for this rendition of Samus Aran of mine. Once she has been completely complete, I will make her my victim of numerous random character animations. What I have planned so far is putting her in a courtroom for a Phoenix Wright scene and making her dance strangely in a park with numbered buttons and bars floating around like the Elite Beat Agents. Or just make her go "up down up down chu chu chu" like one of those other rhythm games. (in other words, put her in scenes from different games. One by one lah...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think I just spoiled all my plans for what I'm gonna do to this lady in armor. All those plans will have to wait. I still need to focus on fixing a lotta stuff. That hand is causing quite a lotta trouble there. And there's still the whole texturing issue.&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/_wMj-B074HvE/SNKA5-AzwDI/AAAAAAAAAuU/ikVqttEzl6w/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SNKA5-AzwDI/AAAAAAAAAuU/ikVqttEzl6w/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247398249227337778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rendered image&lt;/span&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/_wMj-B074HvE/SNKA50TWcSI/AAAAAAAAAuc/aEmRuD3xuUA/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SNKA50TWcSI/AAAAAAAAAuc/aEmRuD3xuUA/s400/8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247398246620754210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;smooth-previewed screenshot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Les Copaque isn't replying my email. But I have an upcoming project at Culture Castle  that starts after Raya. If all goes well, by the time that project's over, the working holiday visa for Malaysia to Australia will already be available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, this whole project is making me sleep late every night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-782487718735890050?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/782487718735890050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=782487718735890050&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/782487718735890050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/782487718735890050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/09/samus-aran.html' title='Samus Aran'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SNKA5-AzwDI/AAAAAAAAAuU/ikVqttEzl6w/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-5375433177793228771</id><published>2008-09-09T22:10:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T12:42:41.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Random Singapore Day-Trip</title><content type='html'>It all started that Sunday. It was a depressing day. One reason was because I had to start finding a new job since my LCP training had ended. Another reason was because that night, my brother was leaving to UK to become a househusband for a year. The other strange reason was because I just&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; had&lt;/span&gt; to finish reading that Avril Manga "Make 5 Wishes" that ended in tragedy and, well, left me depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, that night, me and the family went to KLIA to send off that couple. That was when Nuha came by and ajaked me to go to Singapore the next day. It was totally random. I asked my mom, she said ok, and skipping some details, let's go to Puduraya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, bus left Puduraya at (sepatutnya 830am) approximately a bit past 9. Here are the cast members for this episode:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMaajjU9RKI/AAAAAAAAAsM/Os1i8Hn-HTA/s1600-h/IMG_2566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMaajjU9RKI/AAAAAAAAAsM/Os1i8Hn-HTA/s400/IMG_2566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244048751688762530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nuha. I am proud to have a cousin who knits. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMaajcNnP-I/AAAAAAAAAsE/Rfhsjm_6sH8/s1600-h/IMG_2559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMaajcNnP-I/AAAAAAAAAsE/Rfhsjm_6sH8/s400/IMG_2559.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244048749778911202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marissa and Yan/Yän (didn't take note of the spelling). She's a Malaysian, and he's the German boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 3 people know each other because they've all spent time together in Germany. Studying or something. They spoke German amongst themselves a few times, in which case I just minded my own business staring around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna skip lotsa stuff cos I don't wanna put up &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; many pictures here. So we went through some immigration stuff, crossed the bridge on the Tebrau Slut, and went through another immigration spot in Singapore (where they asked us "where are you going" to which we answered "I don't know, we're only here for a day trip"). Then while still in the bus moving around Singapore, we noticed some retro-looking vehicles. Boxy-type cars weh. Gila 80s. Anyway, we finally arrived at Jalan Sultan at a bit past 2PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMaaj-0rdwI/AAAAAAAAAsU/8SIFRpBJdYM/s1600-h/IMG_2581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMaaj-0rdwI/AAAAAAAAAsU/8SIFRpBJdYM/s400/IMG_2581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244048759069570818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our transport back home was going to be at 10PM, so we had less than 8 hours to do whatever it was we wanted to do there. We pretty much had no idea where to go, no plans, no map, no Singapore dollars (sampai sana, baru tukar), just balls. Well, maybe not. Also keep in mind that half of us were fasting. Yan doesn't fast and one of the girls... well, yknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around, found an MRT, went to Orchard (because Marissa knew that Orchard Road is a "happening" place, and we needed a map) and went into a Marriott hotel where the concierge helped by telling us about this special Singapore Airlines Shuttle Bus that goes around the city, stopping by some hotspots. Only 12SingDollars. (Exchange rate was RM100=SD41 btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lepaked at the bus stop while waiting for the shuttle bus. We ran a bit because the schedule said 3.32pm but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; thought it was 3.25pm. So we waited quite long for the bus because it arrived later than the scheduled time. And that explains these pictures we took while waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMaakC_k8jI/AAAAAAAAAsc/lWvGMSUlno0/s1600-h/IMG_2603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMaakC_k8jI/AAAAAAAAAsc/lWvGMSUlno0/s400/IMG_2603.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244048760189022770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMaake10HrI/AAAAAAAAAsk/hFP-HyadaRA/s1600-h/IMG_2604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMaake10HrI/AAAAAAAAAsk/hFP-HyadaRA/s400/IMG_2604.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244048767664266930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the view in front of the bus stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMabxeClxAI/AAAAAAAAAss/Dco0n5i0hnY/s1600-h/IMG_2606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMabxeClxAI/AAAAAAAAAss/Dco0n5i0hnY/s400/IMG_2606.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244050090299343874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy bus riding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our first stop was this "Fountain of Wealth". It was supposed to have water flowing down from that big ring, but it was off. Sigh. Dono why. Maybe cos it was a Monday. A working/schooling Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMabxvTqUMI/AAAAAAAAAs0/mQg5kFXDZfM/s1600-h/IMG_2630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMabxvTqUMI/AAAAAAAAAs0/mQg5kFXDZfM/s400/IMG_2630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244050094934347970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMabx2iys8I/AAAAAAAAAs8/XLPGMJ4Y3Cw/s1600-h/IMG_2632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMabx2iys8I/AAAAAAAAAs8/XLPGMJ4Y3Cw/s400/IMG_2632.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244050096876860354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We followed the "must-do steps for the good things from the fountain". At the same time splashing water to the nearest target. Which probably results in tak dapat berkat from the fountain or something. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMafIVYIpAI/AAAAAAAAAuE/p6Omyc7grWY/s1600-h/IMG_2677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMafIVYIpAI/AAAAAAAAAuE/p6Omyc7grWY/s400/IMG_2677.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244053781645665282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our next stop was this Esplanade Theatres thingy. Had a nice view by the... ocean. The building looked like a big durian though. The Merlion was visible from here. And since it didn't seem that far, we walked there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMabyVyapqI/AAAAAAAAAtM/zFGYAnyjJoo/s1600-h/IMG_2693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMabyVyapqI/AAAAAAAAAtM/zFGYAnyjJoo/s400/IMG_2693.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244050105263892130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whereever there's Nuha, there's a joke about height.&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/_wMj-B074HvE/SMacTq_pGUI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Jb4ukD9KRXA/s1600-h/IMG_2701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMacTq_pGUI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Jb4ukD9KRXA/s400/IMG_2701.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244050677892192578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think the Merlion is a famous symbol of Singapore or something. I mean, it's in a lot of the Singapore travel promos, isn't it? So anyway, we took pics with it. Also from there, we could see the giant wheel thingy (the one that Malaysia calls the "Eye", whereas this place calls it the "Flyer"), as shown in the pic above. We only passed by it. Didn't wanna ride it due to time and financial constraints. There was also a lot of floating construction going around back there. Not sure what that was about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMabyDesoSI/AAAAAAAAAtE/WV4f7bQVKaQ/s1600-h/IMG_2671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMabyDesoSI/AAAAAAAAAtE/WV4f7bQVKaQ/s400/IMG_2671.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244050100349346082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Discussing environmental issues: the "cleanliness" of Singaporean waters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Walked around, got on another Shuttle Bus and we passed by this. The Padang. This was where I went to for my first concert some years ago. Back when Linkin Park was still cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMacT2sr0mI/AAAAAAAAAtc/WiAZ13Yf5kQ/s1600-h/IMG_2724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMacT2sr0mI/AAAAAAAAAtc/WiAZ13Yf5kQ/s400/IMG_2724.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244050681033904738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then Clarke Quay (Pronounced Key, not Kuay).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMacUJON_yI/AAAAAAAAAts/RwFOr-GF7hI/s1600-h/IMG_2767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMacUJON_yI/AAAAAAAAAts/RwFOr-GF7hI/s400/IMG_2767.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244050686006394658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMach4gD7jI/AAAAAAAAAt0/fAYxpaBKxM0/s1600-h/IMG_2772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMach4gD7jI/AAAAAAAAAt0/fAYxpaBKxM0/s400/IMG_2772.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244050922035998258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thinking back, we spent quite a lotta time walking and riding on busses. But it's ok, puasa anyway. And it's good to be walking around instead of sitting and resting all day long. We buka puasa around this area. And no, not at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMacT-ztfnI/AAAAAAAAAtk/GHwV633JLVY/s1600-h/IMG_2762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMacT-ztfnI/AAAAAAAAAtk/GHwV633JLVY/s400/IMG_2762.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244050683210858098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the rest of the night looking for souvenirs. We couldn't find any. It's so weird. We wanted to get some jokey Singaporean Tshirts. Stuff that had "no spitting, no chewing gum" or stuff like that. But there were NO SOUVENIR SHOPS AT ALL. Sedih gila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMachw1zZSI/AAAAAAAAAt8/PcMpqWI1nMM/s1600-h/IMG_2802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMachw1zZSI/AAAAAAAAAt8/PcMpqWI1nMM/s400/IMG_2802.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244050919979705634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our only group photo. Last minute. Couldn't find a good background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In the end, all we had to bring home were memories, photographs, tired bodies, and a few SingDollars. But overall, it was fun. Beats staying home all day every day. Strangely, it did kinda feel like Singapore isn't a very fun place for tourists. No souvenir shops (at least kena lah ada at the Merlion kan? Takde weh...), not many attractions.. Maybe we were supposed to go to Sentosa Island and that Night Safari thing. But we only wanted to go on a day trip. Oh well. Maybe some other day. Aku nak singgah some toy/game shops pun tak sempat.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Yan is actually Jan. German pronunciation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-5375433177793228771?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/5375433177793228771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=5375433177793228771&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5375433177793228771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5375433177793228771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-singapore-day-trip.html' title='The Random Singapore Day-Trip'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMaajjU9RKI/AAAAAAAAAsM/Os1i8Hn-HTA/s72-c/IMG_2566.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-4507090862105050836</id><published>2008-09-05T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:04:32.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Training</title><content type='html'>As quickly as it began, it ended. Well, it felt that quick to me anyway. Probably due to lack of free time and too much gaming. Coincidentally, today I managed to finish up that Gamecube game I bought a few weeks back. Accidentally. Sangat tak dramatic endingnya. Sangat tak puas hati. Then again, jarang jugak jumpa RPG with a nice ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to topic. It was a nice Maya refresher. Though I did feel kecewa somewhere near the end of the first week after realizing it was a "3D &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Modeling&lt;/span&gt; Short Course". I wanted to learn how the proffessionals do their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;animating&lt;/span&gt;. Sigh. But I learnt some great stuff about Maya 2008 which is somewhat better than previous Mayas. For one thing, it's no longer anak Alias. It's anak Autodesk now. Those 3D Studio Max scumbags bought over Maya dammit. But good thing they didn't change much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose you'll be wanting pictures or whatever. Nahlah, kesian korang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMFVOeVgEnI/AAAAAAAAAr8/_30XzQoDkT0/s1600-h/1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMFVOeVgEnI/AAAAAAAAAr8/_30XzQoDkT0/s400/1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242565148385743474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMFVOVjjnXI/AAAAAAAAAr0/nLUeinoBWlg/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMFVOVjjnXI/AAAAAAAAAr0/nLUeinoBWlg/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242565146028776818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's all the pictures I'm willing to share with you. I'd put up pics of the classes and the group, but I'll have to wait for orang lain to give it to me first. Btw, I learnt the smoothing and rendering during this class. If I tried doing something like these two before, It'd turn out super-blocky. Advertisement: LesCopaque is holding another 3D Modeling Short Course after Raya. Siapa yang interested, pergilah try apply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain tu... Well... twas an ok 3 weeks. Now, as always, I'm worried about what I'll be doing in the near future. I'll start spreading resumes tomorrow, I suppose. Sunday's gonna be a bit busy. Gonna go to the airport and send off my elder bro who's gonna be in UK for a year cos the wife's gonna study there while he becomes a househusband. Something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I keep feeling like I need more time. Either that or I need to be doing something proper with my time. I hate having to spend every second of every day in front of a screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Entering new topic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever noticed how we're spending waaaaay too much time every day in front of a screen? It's like we're destined to be staring at it from the moment we wake up in the morning til we go to bed at night. Like, when I was working at Double U and during my LCP Training, I've been staring at a monitor from 9-5. Balik rumah, it's surf the internet a bit, TV, game. All of which uses a screen. Then sebelum tidur, stare into the phone for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it quite irritating now that I sedar. Especially since the phone is a screen jugak. If I considered a car's windshield to be a screen, that'd make 99% of my day spent staring at a screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta consider social interaction as a hobby. Remind me to call people. And meet up with them. Often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-4507090862105050836?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/4507090862105050836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=4507090862105050836&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4507090862105050836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4507090862105050836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/09/training.html' title='The Training'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SMFVOeVgEnI/AAAAAAAAAr8/_30XzQoDkT0/s72-c/1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-5615340951499356590</id><published>2008-09-01T13:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T14:37:36.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Avril Concert</title><content type='html'>Skipping a lot of details, I arrived at Maharajalela Monorail Station on Friday a little after 6pm. Met up with Akmar and was a bit confused about the entrance once we got in front of the stadium. So I called up my friend who happened to already be inside at the time. He said the entrance for people with the cheaper RM138 tickets (cheaper, not cheap) had to go around to the back entrance. So we went all the way back there, passing by long lines of people queueing up for the other "more expensive" tickets and people selling Avril merchandise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite focused on just getting inside the stadium at the time, so I didn't get myself anything... I thought I could get it after the concert. Akmar's friends pulak buat hal, stuck trying to get a monorail and stuff. So I had to leave her outside with 3 tickets while I go in and sit with my friends who were already inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just sat around rambling, taking random pics, eating Twisties, staring into space, etc. The stadium was open-air. At approximately 7.15pm, it started to rain. So I used this green Anlene umbrella :P that my mom gave me. Some time later, they gave us these plastik sampah raincoats. Mine tore at the head, and the whole thing was tight anyway. So it's not much protection against the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uTKrPkuEmes/SLhJedCaS3I/AAAAAAAAAxU/4JLZXQ66Ac0/s1600-h/DSC02860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uTKrPkuEmes/SLhJedCaS3I/AAAAAAAAAxU/4JLZXQ66Ac0/s320/DSC02860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240018953985215346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone else got one, ramai sangat orang berebut. At least I had an umbrella... I got the "raincoat" later on, but no pics taken. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time later, like 8.45-9.00 pm, this local dude came up on stage and made a fool of himself by doing what appeared to be "singing and dancing". And it was a Justin Timberlake song. Seriously, the guy was terrible. Memalukan ajer jadik opening act for Avril. Maybe that's why he didn't even introduce himself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avril's act started at about 9.20. I have a video of the first 2 and a half minutes. Sort of. Her opening song was "Girlfriend". Forgot the whole lineup of songs she sang, cos there was quite a lot. But most of the older songs got cut by half (like in American Idol). She played a total of 3 instruments throughout the night. Started with a guitar, later a piano, and lastly drums. The drum beats she played were... well, as drums go, very repetitive. She sang while playing the drums though. I'm not sure if that part's real. It was too far for me to see. :P But the long "don't ever gooooooo whoooooooaaahhhhhh yeah" in "Hot" was real. I'm just mentioning this part because Alia used to say "tipu ah Avril ni!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all screaming out and singing and stuff. My friends were quite surprised that I knew a lot of lyrics. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange emotions came to me when I heard her barrage of slow songs. It's actually some form of sadness, I'm not that in touch with my emotions so I call it strange emotions. :P Everything from "I'm With You", "My Happy Ending", "Innocence" and "When You're Gone". The songs reminded me of that special someone who is out of my reach at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, I think she only sang 3 songs from the first 2 albums each. Suddenly a bit disappointed. Also bad was her inclusion of bad songs. Like the Girlfriend Remix. Just so that her backup dancers could do their hip-hop stuff. I forgot what the other bad song was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also censored her bad words by moving her mic away. But everyone sang with the original lyrics anyway. Haha. And there was this family with two kids right in front of us. :P She replaced "bitch slut psycho babe" with "hey hey psycho babe"... Doesn't sound right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I calculated correctly, there were about 14 songs kot in total she sang that night. I'm not so sure. But the whole thing lasted only a bit over an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which wasn't a big deal for me, because somehow I ended up getting a fever that night. Didn't get a chance to buy any souvenirs, the stalls were full of people anyway. But I got this poster (with a caller ringtone punya iklan on it) that *some telco sponsor* was giving out for free (saje tanak iklankan jenama tersebut). Thanks to Akmar for getting it while I was busy reserving my spot in the stadium... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uTKrPkuEmes/SLhGZnEY8RI/AAAAAAAAAwE/XraXBLYbVVs/s1600-h/DSC02873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uTKrPkuEmes/SLhGZnEY8RI/AAAAAAAAAwE/XraXBLYbVVs/s320/DSC02873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240015572243640594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I only know, like, 3 people in this picture actually...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-5615340951499356590?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/5615340951499356590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=5615340951499356590&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5615340951499356590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5615340951499356590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/09/avril-concert.html' title='The Avril Concert'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uTKrPkuEmes/SLhJedCaS3I/AAAAAAAAAxU/4JLZXQ66Ac0/s72-c/DSC02860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-8984753455799621536</id><published>2008-08-24T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T00:01:41.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood Swings</title><content type='html'>I guess it all started last Sunday when I had a hard time sleeping due to having the first day of LesCopaque's 3D Modelling Short Course the next day. I went to sleep quite late. Around 2am. And I couldn't sleep properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day after day, I continued to sleep late. It was probably because of this one Gamecube game I bought recently which I have been looking for since before I started this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the week, I was having strange mood swings. One was due to getting lost. It was my first time driving alone in Shah Alam. There were 2 roads and I didn't know which one to take, so I called my mom, sambil2 tu making 2 u-turns. She said take a right towards Ipoh. I ended up in some place called Lagong. What the heck. Siap lalu "Valencia" and that Sungai Buluh rest area with that bridge. In total, I payed at least 3 tolls to get home. I was pretty moody and just stayed in my room the whole night once I got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I took a wrong turn too. But I didn't end the day moody. Probably because I didn't have anyone to blame for taking the wrong turn. That and I didn't have to pay many tolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the whole Avril incident. The closer we are getting to our 31st August, the more I find hatred towards our country. Especially when I read the news. Politic crap everywhere. The whole "I swear to God the guy shoved his penis up my ass", the price of fuel suddenly dropping because of some election in Penang, the idiots who tortured Nurin's parents. Find me a reason to like Malaysia that's not related to family and friends. And cheap Transformers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I heard the Avril thing was just postponed. I dunno if I'm still going. Macam nak merajuk. Yelah puasa dah dekat. Sheesh. Fucking Pas. Who the hell supports them anyway. Other than old close-minded people who want to stay primitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the subject of old people. I don't have the sports package for my Astro, so I couldn't properly watch the Olympics. Instead, I had to resort to RTM's TV2. Maybe I should've skipped the whole thing. Seriously, the commentators were freaking irritating. Nasib baik I had some people to talk to so that I didn't have to listen to the commentators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure I had a few other things to rant about. Like this deklamasi sajak event I went to tapi diorang ada A/V issues, so tak dapat dengar pape. Except when they were karaokeing. And the food. My God. Malaysian habits. Kebas meat lebih2 sampai habis terus. Tau lah nak ambik utk orang semeja sekali, tapi pikirlah orang lain. And that's yet another piece to add to my list of why I hate my country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll add more in my next entry. I'm pretty sure I had more to rant about...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-8984753455799621536?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/8984753455799621536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=8984753455799621536&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8984753455799621536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8984753455799621536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/08/mood-swings.html' title='Mood Swings'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-8035986943657308806</id><published>2008-08-15T00:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T20:49:23.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corrupting Young Minds For Tomorrow's Future: Part 2</title><content type='html'>Did I mention that the place I'm working in makes kids shows?&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that the kids shows that they make have songs?&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention how bad their English is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SKRaNe3Q4ZI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Ctwu9wIx2_0/s1600-h/IMG_2238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SKRaNe3Q4ZI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Ctwu9wIx2_0/s400/IMG_2238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234407854581014930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the worst part. This is only the lyrics. When someone sings it and music is put in to go with it, it's a big disaster waiting to happen. When the "music video" was passed to RTM for approval, this song had only 2 complaints, which was that "loose" and "sucsess".  Sigh, when are these people going to learn that direct translations won't work all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I hope these shows come out on tv soon so that we can make fun of them. (and see my name in the end credits! :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow's my last day. Gonna take pics and grab office supplies while I still can! :P Wasted too much of this week on Solitaire and Spider Solitaire...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-8035986943657308806?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/8035986943657308806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=8035986943657308806&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8035986943657308806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8035986943657308806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/08/corrupting-young-minds-for-tomorrows.html' title='Corrupting Young Minds For Tomorrow&apos;s Future: Part 2'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SKRaNe3Q4ZI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Ctwu9wIx2_0/s72-c/IMG_2238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-5996453759302670593</id><published>2008-08-14T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T01:24:50.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anak Mami: Tomb of the Dragon Apek</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I didn't go watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; movie. I watched the other Brendan Fraser movie instead. Journey to the Center of the Earth. In 3D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do when I get 3D Glasses:&lt;br /&gt;1. Wear&lt;br /&gt;2. Say "Fuyooo, I can see the world in 3D~!"&lt;br /&gt;3. Poke nearest victim&lt;br /&gt;4. "Wah, it's so realistic!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the movie's nice. For a kids movie. Strange how I can agak that there's gonna be something popping up yet still boleh terkejut. The 3D stuff was quite nice. From a yo-yo, measuring tape, human spit, dinosaur spit, freaky fish, rocks, explosions, etc. Some parts of the movie are quite pretty too. Like, painting-ish background kinda pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might also like the movie due to the giant creatures (dinosaurs) they had. I've always had a thing for giant creatures (in movies/tv). Like that Water Horse movie some time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since we're already on the topic of movies, I'll just say some stuff about the movies that I've watched so far this year. Best movie for me: Iron Man. Too bad I only watched it once. Speed Racer was nice too, but very unsuitable for girls. Kung Fu Panda was good... Not sure what else can be said about it. Indie Jones and Caspian was pretty much the same in terms of quality to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's The Dark Knight. I still don't get what the fuss is about. Biasa jer that guy berlakon. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w2yv8aT0UFc"&gt;Batman's voice was terrible.&lt;/a&gt; One of the few things I liked about this movie was the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; villain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of movies this year that I wanna watch tapi either dah terlepas or probably tak sempat tengok:&lt;br /&gt;hulk&lt;br /&gt;get smart&lt;br /&gt;hellboy2&lt;br /&gt;mummy3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-5996453759302670593?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/5996453759302670593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=5996453759302670593&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5996453759302670593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5996453759302670593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/08/anak-mami-tomb-of-dragon-apek.html' title='Anak Mami: Tomb of the Dragon Apek'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-274252694499712384</id><published>2008-08-09T23:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T00:13:30.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8/8/8 Aftermath</title><content type='html'>On 8/8/08, I took a day of work to go on a certain special mission. My mom woke me up that morning to tell me that the mission had already been accomplished. I still needed confirmation, so I went out to KLCC and walked to a certain nearby building to enquire the details of the accomplished mission tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulannya: This end of the year should be really exciting! :D No details here. Ask in person. Huhuhuhu. Alia was excited about this and wanted to blog, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; ruined her mood by telling her stories about being a young mom and how she should get married early too. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so you know I was supposed to go to the LesCopaque 3D Modelling short course thing right? Well, it was written on their website that the course was supposed to start on the 4th. Then they emailed me saying that it's starting next week (11th August). So I had already told my boss that I wanted to go to this course and I need to resign early. On 8/8/08 at approximately 4pm, LesCopaque called me to say that the course has been pushed to 18th August. I was like whaaaat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, today (which was supposed to be my last day at Double U) I got my boss to let me continue working for another week. I'll  get about 800 this month. Should be enough for the wife and kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching Camp Rock (A Disney Channel Original Movie) with my little brother a short while ago. It's definitely NOT High School Musical. The storyline was too predictable. There's the girl, the guy, and the female villain. The girl makes up a lie, girl becomes friends with villain, girl and guy gets close, villain gets jealous. Villain finds secret about girl, girl humiliated, sing and dance competition, somehow girl cannot perform, villain performs and somehow humiliated, girl performs, girl and guy couple, random girl wins competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And "Camp Rock" doesn't even teach rocking out on guitars. I only noticed their "hip hop dance class". Sigh. Disney. I guess the movie is specifically for Jonas Bros fans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-274252694499712384?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/274252694499712384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=274252694499712384&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/274252694499712384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/274252694499712384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/08/888-aftermath.html' title='8/8/8 Aftermath'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-5600920289753362939</id><published>2008-08-07T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T23:14:24.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>add more detail</title><content type='html'>Some extra info that I sorta forgot to mention in the yesterday's entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my contract was supposed to end this month. The boss doesn't wanna extend teh contrakt. Reason: The company's venturing. From a production company making RTM entertainment shows to making RTM kids shows and now: Crap. Seriously. They set up shop somewhere in KL (MTC? I hear it's near Zouk), they charge people (Demographic: Tourists) RM99 for them to snap their picture on a green screen and put Malaysian landmarks as their backgrounds. What they get: A CD, about 5 4R photos, and a Tshirt with one of those photos printed on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, they don't need graphic designers for this job. And I don't really wanna participate in such a... crappy project. But I guess they've gotten lucky so far. 6 customers on their opening Sunday, 1 customer the day after, none the day after that, and 8 the next day. And originally, they targetted 10 a day. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what they're doing wrong? My boss is a cheapskate and didn' t wanna hire new people. Did I mention my office was what someone called a "sausage factory"? That's not the worse part. They're using OLD people to be the promoters. Like, these guys are near 50 years old! Or older! Well, except that fat dude in his 30s. Still, these people are such turn-offs at attracting customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news (I should make this into a permanent segment of each blog entry), it's already after 12midnight in Australia. Me and Alia have already wished each other a happy 8/8/8, an even happier 100th Weekaversary and a most happiest 23rd Monthaversary. If we celebrated Dayaversaries, today would be the 701st. So yeah. Selamat Menyambut Hari Ulangbulan dan Ulangminggu kepada pasangan yang sedang berjauhan ini. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-5600920289753362939?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/5600920289753362939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=5600920289753362939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5600920289753362939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5600920289753362939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/08/add-more-detail.html' title='add more detail'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-3328798151632230082</id><published>2008-08-06T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:19:29.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet a New Chapter is Begin</title><content type='html'>So my contract at Double U Network says I only had to work with them for 6 months. I started in March, it's supposed to end at the end of this month. But so far this month, I've been napping and Solitaire-ing in the office. Sure I do a bit of work, my last assignment that should be on tv within the next few weeks. It's a logo and label thing for RTM Jazz Orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, kesimpulannya: This Saturday is my last day working there. I'll be going to Shah Alam for 3 weeks starting next week. For the Less Opaque 3D Modelling Short Course. Come to think of it, 3 weeks isn't exactly short. But hopefully this thing will help me get new jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh. I was pretty sure I had more stuff to blog about. So weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, recently I've been visiting a friend's house to play some of his games. And Brawling. Dammit that guy terer gila guna Kirby. Stupid pink marshmallow. Also I had a chance of playing Guitar Hero 3. Had trouble playing the freaking Easy difficulty. I can't play the Medium cos my pinky finger won't work! What the hey! So the weird ok! Maybe I should try playing it left handed next time. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy also happens to have Wii Fit. Haven't tried it out yet, but I will. Soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, here's my update to my Primes' collection for those who care. :P The original 1984 Prime is offscreen. Got special section for G1s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SJnAT-6OdeI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/mArWkJ_ko0w/s1600-h/primes+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SJnAT-6OdeI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/mArWkJ_ko0w/s400/primes+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231423891704804834" 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/973153881350440401-3328798151632230082?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/3328798151632230082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=3328798151632230082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3328798151632230082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3328798151632230082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/08/yet-new-chapter-is-begin.html' title='Yet a New Chapter is Begin'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SJnAT-6OdeI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/mArWkJ_ko0w/s72-c/primes+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-3298280095269255916</id><published>2008-07-29T21:35:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T11:30:01.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mp3 Player baru saya</title><content type='html'>I bought a new mp3 player!!!&lt;br /&gt;And it's my first purchase from the geeks and nerds shop in Cineleisure Damansara! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SJEeeVAwQtI/AAAAAAAAAeg/MZpcNauRxlI/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SJEeeVAwQtI/AAAAAAAAAeg/MZpcNauRxlI/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228994148739072722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SJEi_RKdhxI/AAAAAAAAAfI/_Ql9tRL-Nmw/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SJEi_RKdhxI/AAAAAAAAAfI/_Ql9tRL-Nmw/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228999112688240402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SJEeQiLzDMI/AAAAAAAAAeA/X3xkt8N21ck/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SJEeQiLzDMI/AAAAAAAAAeA/X3xkt8N21ck/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228993911756885186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, it's a Transformer. A Transformer that doubles as an mp3 player. So that when I actually get outta the house and when I'm not walking around listening to music, I could just sit somewhere and.... nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this guy's actually a remake of a really old 1st-generation (G1) Transformer (originating from 1984). I actually have the original one, but it's really dusty, it has some missing pieces and is in bad condition, as shown here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SJEeRfEEW6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/xRu9wRBY9vY/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SJEeRfEEW6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/xRu9wRBY9vY/s400/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228993928099027874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SJEeQ-LMrPI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_FdaE4jQa_Q/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SJEeQ-LMrPI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_FdaE4jQa_Q/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228993919270563058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I suppose I don't mind not having my iPodNano for a while, now that I have this (as if i minded before). Still gotta get a new miniSD though. This thing didn't come with one, so I'm using a spare 64MB one. And that stores up to... what, 10 songs? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-3298280095269255916?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/3298280095269255916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=3298280095269255916&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3298280095269255916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3298280095269255916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/07/mp3-player-baru-saya.html' title='Mp3 Player baru saya'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SJEeeVAwQtI/AAAAAAAAAeg/MZpcNauRxlI/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-8910616031192313252</id><published>2008-07-24T21:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:56:09.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Bit of Disco</title><content type='html'>I just heard this song on the radio a short while ago. I haven't heard it for a really long time, and hearing it on the radio.... is disturbing. Because of it's vulgarity. Well, you probably won't think it's vulgar if you don't speak Malay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lZSPiojUCFI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lZSPiojUCFI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's quite appropriate of them to do those hip thrusts and wearing those village people outfits in the video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's worse than the time I found a CD which had "coretech" written on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-8910616031192313252?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/8910616031192313252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=8910616031192313252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8910616031192313252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8910616031192313252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/07/little-bit-of-disco.html' title='A Little Bit of Disco'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-2712557120878735330</id><published>2008-06-13T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:24:37.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag lah pulak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Things I Found in My Handbag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this tag was meant for girls. I'll just write down the things I find in MY POCKETS:&lt;br /&gt;-Keys to a Perodua Myvi&lt;br /&gt;-Wallet&lt;br /&gt;-A Nokia 2760&lt;br /&gt;-A Canon Ixus 70&lt;br /&gt;-Nintendo DS Lite&lt;br /&gt;(sudah tiada ruang untukmu, wahai tin nescafe x3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Things I Found in My Wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;-Pen&lt;br /&gt;-Post-it notes&lt;br /&gt;-Girlfriend's picture&lt;br /&gt;-Lotsa stickers&lt;br /&gt;-Cash, cards and receipts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Favourite Things in My Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-My new toy cabinet and everything within it.&lt;br /&gt;-My "Ancient Book of Artifacts from the Ancient World" file&lt;br /&gt;-The bantal I hug every night that reminds me of my beloved Alia~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Things I've Always Wanted To Do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fly. Not in a vehicle. Maybe like &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=B9JAk-WPZkk"&gt;Fusion Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Make people proud.&lt;br /&gt;-Invent something really great.&lt;br /&gt;-Rule the world.&lt;br /&gt;-Live happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Things I'm currently into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Alia Adam. Well, not "into" into. Paham2 jelah.&lt;br /&gt;-The World Ends With You (Nintendo DS)&lt;br /&gt;-"Sleepy Hollow"ing (this strange workout I do in the middle of the night riding my steed and swinging my weapon around in a slashing motion. a.k.a. riding stationary exercise bike while playing Wii Sports)&lt;br /&gt;-Transformers and Metroid (I suppose I'm never gonna get over these two. Maybe. Eventually.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 Presents I wish for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Financial Security&lt;br /&gt;-More friends..?&lt;br /&gt;-Alia popping out of a birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;-The genie's freedom. (sorry, recently re-watched Aladdin :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The person who tagged you is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The missus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Impressions of her:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-There might be other girls that I look at, but there's no one else I'd rather be with.&lt;br /&gt;-She may not have a hot body, but her huggability is really good.&lt;br /&gt;-She's NOT fat. It's considered "more to love".&lt;br /&gt;-She has a thing for coffees and chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;-I am still madly in love with her, more that I was over 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most memorable thing she has done to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meleter. Eh, I mean, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;motivate&lt;/span&gt; me. To do things I'd otherwise take eons to accomplish. I love her very much for that. Even though she thinks it irritates me, I really appreciate it. Though I think it irritates her a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If she becomes your lover, you will...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D  &amp;amp;  :*  &amp;amp;  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm tagging:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adam, craig dan fariz. three people with nothing in common. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took me a long time to do this tag. Original plan was to put in pictures. Tapi somewhere along the way... stuff happened. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-2712557120878735330?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/2712557120878735330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=2712557120878735330&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2712557120878735330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2712557120878735330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/06/tag-lah-pulak.html' title='Tag lah pulak'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-7094469669300901610</id><published>2008-06-10T20:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T21:33:25.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPAM!</title><content type='html'>As you may have noticed, each entry on this blog of mine never sticks to just one topic. Let's see if I can focus on this one for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went for an exam. A SPAM exam. That's Suruhanjaya Perkhidmatan Awam Malaysia. They choose to be known as SPA though. So anyway, I went for the Peperiksaan Memasuki Perkhidmatan Penerbit Rancangan Gred B41. It had 3 parts: Pengetahuan Am, Karangan dan Terjemahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to this letter, the Pengetahuan Am part "meliputi bidang-bidang berikut: Ketatanegaraan, Hal Ehwal Semasa, Ekonomi, Agama, Sosio Budaya, Media, Hiburan dan Sukan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't study at all for the exam actually. Last night I asked a friend about this exam cos I think she's done it before. And failed. Or maybe she was doing an exam for another job. Anyway, malam tadi after 12 when i'm already ngantuk gila barulah nak tanya dia. That's when she told me to study up some stuff on RTM's website. So i read lah abit-abit. Tak masuk kepala pun. And then nasib baik, semuanya tak keluar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Seksyen A - Pengetahuan Am:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 objective questions. And the first one was something like "P. Ramlee telah memenangi suatu award pada tahun 1960. Apakah movie yang telah membawa kemenangan tersebut?" (not exact words.) Aku tibai. The third question had a list of 4 movies and they asked which ones were directed by Suhaimi Baba. Aku tibai. Those two are pretty much the "hiburan" questions.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ok, tell me what these words mean: dokoh, caping, pending, bengkung, angklung, caklempong, gambang, engkerurai and aksara. These words are in Malay ok, so jangan pandai2 tell me about pending. Aksara is Alphanumeric methinks. Or perhaps just alphabets. I don't wanna look it up. Anyway, the first 4 in that list were the answers to one of the questions. The next 4 were answers to the next question. I don't remember the questions anymore now... But the 2nd 4 are musical instruments-related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they asked lotsa LAW questions! WTK! Ada satu soalan dia tanya pasal perkhidmatan awam, pergi kasi dua jawapan with guam and peguam. Tanya Agung boleh lantik siapa. Tanya what is Enakmen (I don't think it's deliciouslelaki, it wasn't in the answers). And LOTS of questions about Kementerian Penerangan. Lots of questions about Kementerian lain too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ookay, that's my rant for the objective part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Seksyen B - Karangan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu kena tulis in Malay, yang lagi satu we have to write in English. (or Tamil, or Mandarin, but I choose English.) There were 6 choices, choose 2. I chose one about kemalangan jalan raya and the peranan of Electronic Media. The other one was about TV being blamed for people not wanting to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, best part. This is one of the options for the karangan. Aku salin balik soalannya:&lt;br /&gt;"Radio dan Televisyen Malaysia (RTM) mampu bertindak sebagai media utama dalam menyebarkan maklumat negara." Sila ulas kenyataan ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surrounded the question with LOLs ROFLMAOs and HAHAHA!!s. No one watches RTM these days anyway. Except people without Astro. (I myself actually don't even watch tv these days. I just stick in front of the computer all day long every day.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Seksyen C - Terjemahan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say about this part. Just one petikan from Malay to English and one petikan from Malay to another language (which I also chose English). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home after the exam, then went to work. Half day. Apparently, this other guy in my office is going for the exam tomorrow. I'm interested to hear about his answers. His english isn't that good, but we have fun with that in the office. He taught me "Coming moon" (datang bulan) and "many pretty your face" (banyak cantik muka kau). There was also one "Don't be shy be shy" (jangan malu-malu), but I don't think that came from him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-7094469669300901610?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/7094469669300901610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=7094469669300901610&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7094469669300901610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7094469669300901610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/06/spam.html' title='SPAM!'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-535459330582231932</id><published>2008-06-01T23:49:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T20:22:18.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ixus</title><content type='html'>It's that time again. Time to put up a big buncha pics that I've been taking since... the last time I had this segment on my blog. Let's skip the text and straight on to the photos, shall we?&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/_wMj-B074HvE/SELHLyQDyEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/-KcNJHiQqMw/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELHLyQDyEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/-KcNJHiQqMw/s400/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206943124475332674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This restaurant's name is too long.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELHMtAoX5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/L04GxGNvW3o/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELHMtAoX5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/L04GxGNvW3o/s400/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206943140248313746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam's Wedding. The best man and the bridesmaid gets to dress up too.&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/_wMj-B074HvE/SELHM9D5LTI/AAAAAAAAAbg/WRLfE0fj2iM/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELHM9D5LTI/AAAAAAAAAbg/WRLfE0fj2iM/s400/Image015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206943144556965170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pizza Hut's new promo. It's fast. It's hot. It goes all over the place.&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/_wMj-B074HvE/SELHND948bI/AAAAAAAAAbo/PatgsK-3xmM/s1600-h/Image050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELHND948bI/AAAAAAAAAbo/PatgsK-3xmM/s400/Image050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206943146410832306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The damage to my "M/KAR" when I hit that "M/TAXI".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELHNZIOXFI/AAAAAAAAAbw/xWkFbQNuwjk/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELHNZIOXFI/AAAAAAAAAbw/xWkFbQNuwjk/s400/Image052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206943152091323474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought people who wear helmets inside buildings only go in to rob the place...&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELIq1IkraI/AAAAAAAAAb4/EbgZ-8HD_NQ/s1600-h/Image054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELIq1IkraI/AAAAAAAAAb4/EbgZ-8HD_NQ/s400/Image054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206944757336812962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This happens a lot to my PC in the office. But it just got fixed recently. Surprisingly, without being formatted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELIrIF6eoI/AAAAAAAAAcA/HgzyrqzXdqI/s1600-h/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELIrIF6eoI/AAAAAAAAAcA/HgzyrqzXdqI/s400/Image055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206944762425932418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cupcakes at MMU's VR Showcase. Sempat ambik gambar ajer. The event started sooo late that I tak sempat nak makan the stuff they had there. I went back to the office hungry. Sort of. Nasib baik aku join Fazlin dan TJ makan kat Sirah before any part of the event started.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELIr8a_crI/AAAAAAAAAcI/G-GD88zBh_s/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELIr8a_crI/AAAAAAAAAcI/G-GD88zBh_s/s400/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206944776472982194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cottage Fries tukar brand? Well, it still has the word "Wise" on that tiny little corner there. But packaging nampak kurang menarik. Not sure about the taste though.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELIsgpxWMI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ks6fMeiWyXE/s1600-h/Image0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELIsgpxWMI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ks6fMeiWyXE/s400/Image0021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206944786198649026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the editors in my office was editing an episode of Trek Tek Tek (One of the shows being produced by my company). They had this one song "Saya boleh" which goes "Saya boleh, saya boleh, melakukannya. Ibuku, ayahku, pasti gembira". Karaoke style, one phrase over the next, and BAM. This picture.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELItO86laI/AAAAAAAAAcY/57LgxvCog7g/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELItO86laI/AAAAAAAAAcY/57LgxvCog7g/s400/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206944798626977186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;VR gathering on 19th MAY (Hari Wesak). Kassim and Rashid not in picture. Siapa ek yang pegang the picture from the other camera?&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/_wMj-B074HvE/SELLgDeUSLI/AAAAAAAAAcg/GwW8zbGnKpY/s1600-h/picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELLgDeUSLI/AAAAAAAAAcg/GwW8zbGnKpY/s400/picture+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206947870742431922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pictures from this one onwards are taken from my new Ixus. Ha, Adam. Nak sangat aku ambik gambar guna kamera yang proper. Anyway, that there is my office. I work in Restoran Syed Abu. LOL J/K. The entrance to my workplace is right there in the middle. That red door there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELNW8UPkmI/AAAAAAAAAdg/y9oBgKLmK8w/s1600-h/picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELNW8UPkmI/AAAAAAAAAdg/y9oBgKLmK8w/s400/picture+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206949913225564770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my office. A bit different from my previous picture, and not just due to picture quality. The interns moved in and changed a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELLhiot-KI/AAAAAAAAAc4/NL0IDs8SW5s/s1600-h/picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELLhiot-KI/AAAAAAAAAc4/NL0IDs8SW5s/s400/picture+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206947896287426722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again, my office PC. This is currently the desktop wallpaper in my office actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELLhDqctMI/AAAAAAAAAcw/fdX55v1xKpc/s1600-h/picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELLhDqctMI/AAAAAAAAAcw/fdX55v1xKpc/s400/picture+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206947887973184706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pile of junk that is "the prop room". Lotsa cardboard and polystyrene background cutouts.&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/_wMj-B074HvE/SELLiD4E-eI/AAAAAAAAAdA/4_0te_3J3ek/s1600-h/picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELLiD4E-eI/AAAAAAAAAdA/4_0te_3J3ek/s400/picture+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206947905210218978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out the backgrounds yo. Cardboard cutouts.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELNVYdlzfI/AAAAAAAAAdI/NFyUvn3F8Sc/s1600-h/picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELNVYdlzfI/AAAAAAAAAdI/NFyUvn3F8Sc/s400/picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206949886421224946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Books! Props for one of the shows actually. Titles include "I Want My Free TV", "Osteoarthritis", "Siswazah Cemerlang", "Hot FM AM Krew", "Dilema Dara", "golfer", "heart quiz" and "MBA in Dynamic Seoul".&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha "Dilema Dara". lol.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELNVyS_EGI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/-WnpBF5BN5A/s1600-h/picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELNVyS_EGI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/-WnpBF5BN5A/s400/picture+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206949893356064866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Upon closer inspection, you'll find that the books are fake. Polystyrene blocks covered with magazine pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELLgsbqyZI/AAAAAAAAAco/kFzqOxx6uSU/s1600-h/picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELLgsbqyZI/AAAAAAAAAco/kFzqOxx6uSU/s400/picture+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206947881737177490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way home from work one day, I passed through India.&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/_wMj-B074HvE/SELNWSxTYWI/AAAAAAAAAdY/q9amU5knPkA/s1600-h/picture+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELNWSxTYWI/AAAAAAAAAdY/q9amU5knPkA/s400/picture+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206949902073160034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Gardens and all the Mid Valley buildings surrounding it. Mid Valley Megamall isn't visible in this pic, cos it's right behind The Gardens. Took this picture in an LRT from Kelana Jaya heading towards Bangsar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELNXaFOY-I/AAAAAAAAAdo/czjq7FMoKVU/s1600-h/picture+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELNXaFOY-I/AAAAAAAAAdo/czjq7FMoKVU/s400/picture+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206949921215636450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went out jogging (or just walking) with my little brother earlier today. I started this message deleting (clearing my sent messages) before I went out and it still wasn't done when I came back. I went quite far, walking up the hill from my house, around Bukit Persekutuan, walking close to that Caltex near KL Sentral. Then we turned back from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok, sekian sahaja segmen mari bergambar buat kali ini. Jumpa lagi di rancangan~ ......... (I think the video editors in my office put the volume up too high and play certain parts of their shows too often.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-535459330582231932?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/535459330582231932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=535459330582231932&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/535459330582231932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/535459330582231932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/06/ixus.html' title='Ixus'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/SELHLyQDyEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/-KcNJHiQqMw/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-3177233743973394848</id><published>2008-05-21T10:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:55:33.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Underworked, Overpaid?</title><content type='html'>A recent VR gathering made me realize that I'm quite lucky compared to some other people. Lotsa people plan to quit their jobs due to being overworked and underpaid. And I'm... really quite the opposite. It's not my fault weh. The office doesn't give me any work. Well, I'd ask for work, but they'd give me kerja mengarut. Or no work at all, since lately, ada these 2 interns and they've been given the task of the kerja mengarut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently burning some movies using the office pc now :P 4 gigs of stuff in a dvd. Then suddenly this guy tells me to burn some other stuff... there's still about 20 minutes to go til my dvd's done burning. So... I'll just wait til my dvd's done and i'll start burning their stuff. hehehe. (this cd-burning task is one contoh of kerja mengarut)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, after hearing stories from the VR guys (like one person quitting pasal too much work and later replaced by FOUR people, and this one other person quitting because her probation got extended because the boss tanak naikkan her gaji. And also one guy ni nak quit cos his job is really boring and overtime dia 10 bucks aje.) I guess I should appreciate my non-busyness at work. 1500 a month, no epf or socso, free parking and occasionally free food. I'm gonna try my best not to complain about being bored at work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-3177233743973394848?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/3177233743973394848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=3177233743973394848&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3177233743973394848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3177233743973394848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/05/underworked-overpaid.html' title='Underworked, Overpaid?'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-4900773022963117532</id><published>2008-05-15T20:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T22:25:37.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taxi Drivers Must Die</title><content type='html'>PADA JAM L/KURANG 0930 HRS, 12/5/08 SAYA MEMANDU M/KAR WPL6110 DARI BANGSAR MENGHALA KE TAMAN TUN DAN APABILA SAMPAI DI HADAPAN EASTIN HOTEL JALAN DAMANSARA, JALAN SESAK DAN KENDERAAN DI HADAPAN TELAH BREK SECARA MENGEJUT DIMANA SAYA TERUS MENEKAN BREK TETAPI TIDAK SEMPAT DAN TERLANGGAR BELAKANG M/TAXI HWB4713. KEROSAKAN M/KAR SAYA IALAH BUMPER, BONET, LAMPU BESAR, TANGKI AIR, MUDGUARD DAN LAIN LAIN KEROSAKAN BELUM DI KETAHUI LAGI. KENDERAAN LAIN YANG TERLIBAT IALAH M/KAR WEY 7467.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a police report for a car accident. The policeman typed it out while the 'victim' just looked and answered a question or two.. Seriously. For an "official document", this thing is so wrong. This is NOT how we learnt menulis laporan masa kat sekolah dulu!!!!! Aku sungguh tidak berpuas hati. Seriously. They should just cancel out BM from school syllabus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa aku tidak berpuas hati?&lt;br /&gt;1. The whole thing is in caps.&lt;br /&gt;2. Banyak sangat short form.&lt;br /&gt;3. 0930 HRS. The appropriate BM version is Jam 0930.&lt;br /&gt;4. Who the heck uses the word motokar anymore?! (if that is what M/KAR stands for)&lt;br /&gt;5. What the heck is M/TAXI?! &lt;br /&gt;6. DI KETAHUI. Sepatutnya one word. Ni mesti polis yang fail BM ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before people start asking, a taxi stopped in the middle of the road. then the proton satria behind it managed to stop before hitting it. Then another taxi behind the satria managed to stop too. But a green myvi behind the taxi who didn't realize that cars had stopped in the middle of the road rammed into that taxi. And later, that first taxi ran away. And LEGALLY, he didn't do anything wrong. Thus, no mention in the police report. Stupid law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let's never speak of this incident again. I've had enough of people saying "haaa memang kau punya pasal lah!" It pisses me off. I reserve the right to punch you in the face if you say it or anything that resembles it. If I'm in the mood anyway. (but you all know i'm always in a good mood. heh heh heh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title refers to famous song from GTA2. Hear it &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=qbIFx1u8jzc"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Tak guna punya HWB 5453.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-4900773022963117532?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/4900773022963117532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=4900773022963117532&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4900773022963117532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4900773022963117532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/05/pada-jam-lkurang-0930-hrs-12508-saya.html' title='Taxi Drivers Must Die'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-5680361958592539781</id><published>2008-05-07T12:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T20:29:32.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Usah Menunggu; Melaburlah Sekarang!</title><content type='html'>Toilet humor. Tingkatkan Pelaburan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm just really bored here in the office. Two interns are here, they just joined up 2 days ago. I've already taught them my bad habits around here. Today, they're suffering the wrath of the guy who can't stop talking. (though at the moment of me typing this, it seems he has stopped.. ) He keeps talking about stuff endlessly, from his job (video editing), to politics, religion, his failing married life, etc etc. Quite annoying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap. He's at it again. Good thing my headphones are on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His long non-stop multi-topiced lectures get annoying really fast. I started hating it ever since he one day pulled me into his editing room, made me listen to his stories and made me go home one hour later than i usually do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunatel, he's quitting soon. At least I &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; he's quitting soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still illustratoring and photoshopping here. Though right now I'm on a long break. Graphic Designer's block sorta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-5680361958592539781?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/5680361958592539781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=5680361958592539781&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5680361958592539781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5680361958592539781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/05/usah-menunggu-melaburlah-sekarang.html' title='Usah Menunggu; Melaburlah Sekarang!'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-5918829672566148500</id><published>2008-04-27T00:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T01:48:58.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing deep and meaningful to say here; look for enlightenment elsewhere</title><content type='html'>seminggu tak blog. Nothing to blog about. Been so bored lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boss menghilangkan diri for almost 2 weeks haritu. and he's gonna menghilangkan diri again for another 2 weeks. He left me with some work, but other than that, it's gonna be quite boring in the office. Too much freedom. :P Haritu all the bosses (big boss, secretary, some manager document-person guy) menghilang for a day, I ran off 3 hours early. Dapat jumpa luke and aye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been watching some movies lately. Some of which people would call "chick flicks". 2 Days in Paris, 27 Dresses, PS I love you. The storyline for 27 Dresses is quite predictable. 2 Days in Paris isn't very fun. I hate the characters. But overall, ok. PS I love you.... tragic. But nice. But really, don't rely on me to review movies. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched The Water Horse too. Movie about the Loch Ness monster. Sorta a kiddy movie. The beginning wasn't very fun, but middle til end was good. My little bro says the creature reminded him of Lugia. Hm, that makes me want to watch Pokemon 2000 again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched Doctor Strange: The Sorcerer Supreme a while ago. Not my favourite Marvel Comics character. Didn't even know much about him. Was quite curious about the movie, so I watched it. Tak sangka his origin was quite tragic. Sedih sial. And then that old guy explains about his magic powers. "if you believe it is weightless, then it becomes weightless". watdahek! Terus spoil the mood. Anyway, this is an animated movie, like that Ultimate Avengers thing. According to IMDB, a live-action one's coming out in a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks. :P :P  ok ok, so i've only watched 3 episodes of it, and it doesnt suck THAT bad. But it feels sorta like any average cop series. Diorang tak muak ke dengan all these cop shows? CSI, Numbers, Monk, John Doe, etc etc. The only series that I enjoyed watching that had a person die in every episode was Tru Calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other series-related news: Avatar The Last Airbender. s03e14, e15. The Boiling Rock parts 1 and 2. Go download or youtube now. Go Go GO!!!!! (that reminds me, Speed Racer's coming out in 2 weeks. After Ironman, before Prince Caspian...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to buy camera. Seriously. But money issues (sejak keje ni, I've been very the kedekut). Suggest small, slim, good quality, cheap camera please. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also need to buy new underwear. No suggestions please. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-5918829672566148500?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/5918829672566148500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=5918829672566148500&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5918829672566148500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5918829672566148500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/04/nothing-deep-and-meaningful-to-say-here.html' title='nothing deep and meaningful to say here; look for enlightenment elsewhere'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-2764944731939686320</id><published>2008-04-18T10:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T10:57:59.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semua Pangkalan Kamu Adalah Punya Kepada Kami.</title><content type='html'>Previously, I've been obsessed about the translation of "ayam belanda". Yknow, turkey, Turki, ayam belanda, dutch chicken. After some crap talk with some workmates, one of them started saying something about dutch prostitutes. Terus jadik serious conversation, aku lari. Then i terpikir. perhaps "ayam belanda" is translated to "dutch whores"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since yesterday after reading Alia's recent blogpost, I'm obsessed with another problem with translation involving the chicken yet again. "Bull's eye". So a bull is a male cow. But the translation of bull's eye is mata kerbau. Aku nak buat lawak pun susah tau. I wanna ask "macamana ayam boleh jadi lembu?" when i should be asking "macamana ayam boleh jadi kerbau?". It's confusing me dammit. What the heck is a kerbau in english anyway?! and what the heck is a seladang?! stupid VI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-2764944731939686320?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/2764944731939686320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=2764944731939686320&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2764944731939686320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2764944731939686320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/04/lost-in-translation.html' title='Semua Pangkalan Kamu Adalah Punya Kepada Kami.'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-4902591085293380176</id><published>2008-04-14T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T13:12:51.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Titanic</title><content type='html'>the other day, a workmate was telling me about titanic 2. some new movie coming out later this year. He wanted me to open youtube to check out the trailer. I thought it was some kinda April's fool thing, so before I did, I asked for some info about the movie. Then he told me that it's in the modern world, scientists discovered some guy in a big block of ice in the middle of the sea. And the guy is believed to be a survivor of the titanic. So I asked my workmate, "did the guy have a blue arrow on his bald forehead?" There was a short pause and then he said "itu avatar!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for anyone curious about the movie, just go to youtube and search for titanic 2. Or am i the only outdated one, baru dapat tahu about this movie from kawan sekerja aku ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the actual dialogs from paragraph one was translated from malay. i'm the only one who speaks english here in the office.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-4902591085293380176?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/4902591085293380176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=4902591085293380176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4902591085293380176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4902591085293380176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/04/titanic.html' title='Titanic'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-5859524609054160607</id><published>2008-04-12T12:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T10:44:41.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chu!</title><content type='html'>Everyday english rojak words such as 'wanna' 'gonna' 'gotta' 'gotcha' started out as stuff on TV shows and music. If English was the bahasa kebangsaan of Malaysia, these words would not come out in the local TV shows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to the point, we'd be speaking proper english if not for TV and music. I've been noticing how quite a number of songs use the word "chu". (Contoh: wi'chu. Penggunaan: I'm in love wi'chu.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's gonna be a matter of time until "chu" becomes and everyday english rojak word. Then later it'll become a part of malay rojak. Unless it already happened and I didn't notice... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like "pika" to be part of our everyday english too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: baru sedar that the song i've been hearing says "wih yuh" and not "wi'chu". they wanted something to rhyme with truth (truh). haha. i'll have to recheck other songs about the "chu". Maybe i'll make a list of "chu" songs here later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-5859524609054160607?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/5859524609054160607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=5859524609054160607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5859524609054160607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5859524609054160607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/04/chu.html' title='Chu!'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-7912305105363115133</id><published>2008-04-04T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T20:05:59.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Actorlympics Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Went to BSC that Wednesday around 6pm, met up with Adam and Aliya at the toys shop there. Adam was walking around the shop and Aliya was going thru the Barbies. Seems like that girl has her passion/obsessions too. Though, maybe not that chronic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam showed off his passion/obsession when we went down the escalator one floor. I noticed something beside the kiddies toy shop, some sorta Yu-Gi-Oh-ish bunting. We went closer, Adam jalan laju tetiba. Rushing for the Pokemon cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, he was sorta complaining about "ish. apalah. sekali jer aku pernah dapat kad rare yang best." And Aliya was like "tulah. siapa suruh beli?" Huhu. Drama. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the 3 of us went back to my place to Wii. Skipping straight to the results, Adam beat me in Tennis, Adam beat Aliya in Tennis, Adam beat Aliya at bowling, and lastly Aliya beat me and Adam at bowling (Adam was beaten by a few points. I was far behind. Lama sangat tak main ni. :P). I'm going to skip that embarrassing thing that happened during dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to BSC around 8pm and went to the toilet to pii. Or maybe that was a bit before the show. timeline dah tak betul dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we met up with the 3 girls (Akmar, Putri and Craig) and found out that they're sitting waaay on the other side (i only told craig to take row F, tak bagitau dia which side :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Points of interest in the show.. The ones where the guys can only say 2 lines was nice. "kopi o kaw satu" on a sinking titanic. And creative uses for the phrase "that's what she said". Also quite fun how they censor much of The Lion King. Especially the part about letting children run around without parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jit was quite slow throughout the whole thing. Took him a while to figure out all the stuff in Barney's Playhouse. And he couldn't guess 'book' until Harith punched him in the face. Twice. But the last item was... quite hard to tell. They should've said guns instead of firearms. Buat arms on fire pulak. He was right about the retarded children tho. Retard gila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part was probably the 300 scene. Harith spoke Scottish. And Afdlin showed his non-airbrushed one-pack. The slomo fight scene was coool. and so was saying hello before killing enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. Bad memory. I'm pretty sure there was a lot more good stuff. Can't really remember them now. Anyway, after the show, we took pics with Harith and Douglas. It's on Craig's facebook if anyone wants to see them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-7912305105363115133?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/7912305105363115133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=7912305105363115133&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7912305105363115133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7912305105363115133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/04/actorlympics-wednesday.html' title='Actorlympics Wednesday'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-953972746519420674</id><published>2008-03-31T18:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T19:58:45.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOY!</title><content type='html'>THIS IS MY WII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R_DBBb5tgwI/AAAAAAAAAaw/YKmkjsNlyfI/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R_DBBb5tgwI/AAAAAAAAAaw/YKmkjsNlyfI/s400/Image009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183855401517286146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS MY VI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R_DBBr5tgxI/AAAAAAAAAa4/araD_FS0pRI/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R_DBBr5tgxI/AAAAAAAAAa4/araD_FS0pRI/s400/Image010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183855405812253458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of happy things have been happening to me lately. I guess this is where I start writing it all down in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new Wii! :P Original, unmodded, specifically for SSBB (That's Super Smash Bros Brawl, not sekolah something bukit bintang/bandaraya). I've been obsessing about it for almost a year, and I finally got to play it starting about 2 weeks ago. And just recently, I unlocked all characters and stages. All I need now are more players to brawl with. I'd like to invite anyone who's interested to come over and try it out. Make appointment first please. Craig's coming over tonight to try it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Myvi is mine. My parents bought it (second hand) without consulting me first. But then, even if they did, I'd probably be undecided. I don't know much about cars. Never had a dream car. So I got the Myvi. The only thing I didn't like about it was the colour. It's so girly. But after some time, I guess it grew on me. (No, I don't have green spots on my skin. But red spots still got.) It's actually quite spacious for a small car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago, I went to Cineleisure after work to jumpa Craig, Nora and Syaz. Watched Dr Seuss' Horton Hears a Who. Fun movie. Unless your inner child is totally gone. Elastic trees! ZOMG! Seriously, I didn't know how much I missed it til I watched this movie. Then after the movie we went to lepak with people who I don't know. Strangely, there was a part when they were talking about games.... and I couldn't relate. The reason being they were talking about MULTIPLAYER. The one species of games I do not play. Heck, even Nora and Syaz pernah main CS and DOTA (or other multiplayer W3 equivelant). Then there was something about COD4 being a fishing game...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other happy game related news, I've finished all 4 Phoenix Wright games. A feat not accomplished by many, proving that my amount of patience (and amount of free time) is far superior than most other humans that I know (Except maybe OC. I think he finished all 4 jugak...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, one more paragraph about games for this entry. This one is about another DS game, Professor Layton and the Curious Village. I'd like to thank my cousin Nazim for introducing this to me. It's a puzzle game. It has already driven Craig to the point of giving up, but I'm still moving forward. I never knew I was such a big puzzle fan. Puzzles diorang best sial. Bukan jigsaw tau, it's more like riddles. Lotsa maths-ish questions, but then you realize that it's a trick question. Kerek gila. Tapi BEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rashid came over Saturday petang, slept at my place. He wanted to join a marathon yesterday. I just helped to drive him. He showed no interest in Brawl, but we talked a lot about the stuff in my room. Questioning logic in Transformers is POINTLESS I tell you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more big thing in my string of happy events is Transformers: Animated punya latest episode. I have a feeling I'm the only one who watches the series though. I think I'll pass on elaborating further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a nice super-unstressful day at work. I finished most of my work and no more work is piling up. The last piece of work my boss gave me was googling family pictures. Huhuhu. But anyway, I'm having fun vectoring in Illustrator for work. I'll put up a few pictures tomorrow. Members of the office gave positive feedback. Ngeee :D And then sometime later, new chairs arrived! The big office chairs with wheels and that lever that makes it go up and down and we can spin on it! (alah, yang macam kat bilik VR dulu tu. Except with wheels! Real wheels, not drag-by-the-side wheels.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 1-3pm masa kat keje tadi, I took some time to chat with Alia. The parcel of stuff I sent her just arrived today and she was really, really excite! Our chat was filled with "hahaha"s and "hehehe"s every few lines. It's possible that I was hyper too because I didn't eat a thing since breakfast. Except maybe a few biscuits. And then balik makan pisang goreng, bahulu, tuna rolls... snacks. Sungguh tidak mengenyangkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, me want go dinner now! TTYL! Thank you! Good night! (that's the hunger-hyperness talking..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-953972746519420674?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/953972746519420674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=953972746519420674&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/953972746519420674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/953972746519420674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/03/joy.html' title='JOY!'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R_DBBb5tgwI/AAAAAAAAAaw/YKmkjsNlyfI/s72-c/Image009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-3796299900183878757</id><published>2008-03-25T10:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T10:14:55.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corrupting Young Minds for Tomorrow's Future</title><content type='html'>I have the tools, all I need now are the ideas. Well, 2 people gave me the superlative in Facebook (Most likely to corrupt the minds of young children), so I guess I wanted to try it out. Not sure how exactly. The graphics I do only come out for seconds at a time. If only there was a way to somehow influence people when they look at the pictures. Subliminal messaging. Through graphics. Hmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-3796299900183878757?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/3796299900183878757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=3796299900183878757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3796299900183878757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3796299900183878757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/03/corrupting-young-minds-for-tomorrows.html' title='Corrupting Young Minds for Tomorrow&apos;s Future'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-2524851293781549212</id><published>2008-03-19T10:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:22:10.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion</title><content type='html'>It's a crazy thing. It drives people into doing the craziest stuff. Other people who look at these passionate people will think they're nuts. Then again, there's a thin line between passionate and obsessed..... Or perhaps the two words mean the same thing, but from different perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, my mom and aunt have been collecting plants. My entire house is littered with the damn potted things. Like WTK lah. Menyemak jer. (According to my research, it is normal for the "other" people to react to the "passionate" people like this.) So for those people, a potted plant is not just a potted plant. A stamp is not just a stamp. A stupid expensive car modification is not just a big waste of money. A soccer match is not just some normal thing you watch on the TV. A Pokemon trading card is not just some kids stuff. A Transformer is not just a toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also notice that some (or most.) girls are most passionate towards shopping and fashion. Guys will probably never understand it. But they'll just have to accept it. In my girlfriend's case, she's also got a thing for coffee, chocolates and desserts. Like, for me, nescafe ais from anywhere (or just nescafe panas biasa buat kat rumah) is my definition of "coffee". But her, I bet she understands the difference between all those fancy words like Mocha, Affogatto, Espresso, Latte, etc etc etc. It all probably started when she worked at Coffee Bean all those years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulannya, if you're passionate about something, you're most likely gonna spend tons of money on it. It's normal. I think. Well, seeing how my dad spends 5digits on stamps, some guy I know spends months worth of his pay for car modifications, and me willing to buy another Wii for Super Smash Bros Brawl..... It's gotta be true, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-2524851293781549212?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/2524851293781549212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=2524851293781549212&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2524851293781549212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2524851293781549212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/03/passion.html' title='Passion'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-8890142773277413869</id><published>2008-03-17T11:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T18:28:59.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R93sSdlvgJI/AAAAAAAAAaY/JkiLjcrT0-U/s1600-h/HAHAHA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R93sSdlvgJI/AAAAAAAAAaY/JkiLjcrT0-U/s400/HAHAHA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178554948470669458" 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/_wMj-B074HvE/R93tXtlvgKI/AAAAAAAAAag/PgqDyz7Z3Co/s1600-h/hahaha2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R93tXtlvgKI/AAAAAAAAAag/PgqDyz7Z3Co/s400/hahaha2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178556138176610466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, it's this job. They want me to ready the printouts for their show (as i said before, an educational kids show for RTM). And what they currently want me to do is huruf jawi. I've been staring at the letter too long i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R93uQNlvgLI/AAAAAAAAAao/W6eNrsO-yyE/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R93uQNlvgLI/AAAAAAAAAao/W6eNrsO-yyE/s400/smile.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178557108839219378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at that smiley and its 3-eyed counterpart! (huruf ta and sa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepanjang aku buat this assignment, I listen to music on my earphones. I wonder what the other guys say about me... Tengah lukis2 gambar and huruf jawi, badan gerak pelik2 and lip syncing. Layan lagu pelik2, mostly from games, but other songs include Avril, Evanescence, Kelly Clarkson, Linkin Park, Mika's Grace Kelly and Amuk's version of Fikirkan Boleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be playing with my DS right now, tapi takut bebudak datang. They're all upstairs right now, tengah shooting. There's a camera in the office here showing what's going on upstairs. But I'm still paranoid. Besides, no one's supposed to be playing games in offices anyway. Huhuhu. Maybe I'll just play around with youtube.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-8890142773277413869?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/8890142773277413869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=8890142773277413869&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8890142773277413869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8890142773277413869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/03/ha.html' title='HA!'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R93sSdlvgJI/AAAAAAAAAaY/JkiLjcrT0-U/s72-c/HAHAHA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-660796485305070390</id><published>2008-03-14T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T00:02:28.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humper</title><content type='html'>No, this entry has nothing to do with humping or Jumper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually hampa. Hampa because I just bought Brawl 2 days ago and I went all the way to Cyber to get the 2nd hand US wii to play it. Nasib baik I brought the game with me, to test before I buy the wii. It didn't work. I'll have to go back to the shop and complain. And also, it makes the whole trip to Cyber totally wasted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived early to Cyber, so I had to wait around. The guy I'm dealing with was busy. So I went walking around in MMU. I got to meet a few old acquaintances from MMU though. Zeek, Sara's bf, Orell and Izmie, a couple (I forgot their names, the guy's white, likes wearing black, jarang seen without the gf, and i'm sure there's 2 Z's in his name), and lastly Fairuz and Fairuz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........... I'll just go back to playing my DS now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit: while chatting with Faiz (penang/senyum/cina/model), baru teringat that the couple mentioned earlier was izzo and deanna. hahaha :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-660796485305070390?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/660796485305070390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=660796485305070390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/660796485305070390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/660796485305070390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/03/humper.html' title='Humper'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-4107958123935296548</id><published>2008-03-13T02:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T03:01:17.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Segmen Mari Bergambar</title><content type='html'>I just got back from Mid Valley, tengok Spiderwick Chronicles with Aye and family. Twas fun. Me no want give spoilers. Just go watch it. It's nice. Please note that it is a family movie and don't expect too much. It's better than Bridge to Terabithia and has elements of Arthur and the Invisibles in it. I watched Spiderwick without any research on it. Didn't really watch any of the trailers and I didn't read anything related to it. Except that post on Adam and Aliya's movie blog saying it's a fantasy (or fairy tale) movie. (kenapa korang dah tak update dah btw?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late. I should sleep. But not before this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R9gftNlvf5I/AAAAAAAAAX4/y5sqLPl_x_M/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R9gftNlvf5I/AAAAAAAAAX4/y5sqLPl_x_M/s400/Image012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176922633264922514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaaaaa, aku dah beli Brawl. Unfortunately, I lack the hardware required to play it. But not for long! (I swear, I'm gonna save my gaji for the next few months. Gonna save a few thousands into my bank account and make sure it stays in the thousands.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time I'll be spending a big buncha money after getting a new American Wii will probably be in May or August, probably in the hundreds (so that there'll still be the thousands in the bank), for &lt;a href="http://www.seibertron.com/events/gallery.php?event_id=91"&gt;yet another hobby&lt;/a&gt;. Kinda makes me think that a long-distance relationship is really great since tak banyak sangat guna duit. :P Except maybe for phone bill (dulu je lah, now that Alia has a house phone, murah lah. Hehehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so bored the other day that I dug up this thing in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R9gftdlvf6I/AAAAAAAAAYA/jfMqCt8mEcI/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R9gftdlvf6I/AAAAAAAAAYA/jfMqCt8mEcI/s400/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176922637559889826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best video game in the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are some pics I curik2 ambik from my ofis. (you guys do know that I'm already working now, right? Alah, siapa aje pun yang baca blog aku.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R9gfttlvf7I/AAAAAAAAAYI/CTzS4seEmws/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R9gfttlvf7I/AAAAAAAAAYI/CTzS4seEmws/s400/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176922641854857138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Main Menu (AKA the first thing u see after buka pintu entrance)&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/_wMj-B074HvE/R9gft9lvf8I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/jjbU_c3p5xc/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R9gft9lvf8I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/jjbU_c3p5xc/s400/Image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176922646149824450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meeting Room (where they hold meetings. And interviews.)&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/_wMj-B074HvE/R9gft9lvf9I/AAAAAAAAAYY/FpSa9CEO2PI/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R9gft9lvf9I/AAAAAAAAAYY/FpSa9CEO2PI/s400/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176922646149824466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My workdesk. That printer's only used for scanning, and that radio... they had nowhere else to put it. The disc cover is open pasal something broke. They taped it back on, but you know how masking tape always gets loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R9gi-dlvf-I/AAAAAAAAAYg/YKgV-qlN9VQ/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R9gi-dlvf-I/AAAAAAAAAYg/YKgV-qlN9VQ/s400/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176926228152549346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Props! And photos of past shows that the company has done (All RTM stuff. Sigh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R9gi-tlvf_I/AAAAAAAAAYo/PLEvKwmKXnA/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R9gi-tlvf_I/AAAAAAAAAYo/PLEvKwmKXnA/s400/Image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176926232447516658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That small spot on the right is my workplace. The one on the left is adik kepada my boss punya tempat. He makes calls and stuff, buat documents. Legal stuff I guess.&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/_wMj-B074HvE/R9gi-9lvgAI/AAAAAAAAAYw/bI323xYfU-0/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R9gi-9lvgAI/AAAAAAAAAYw/bI323xYfU-0/s400/Image010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176926236742483970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pantry. Well, that's that shelf thing over there. Never used it. That table is... a table where people do stuff on. Usually they smoke there. Benci sial. My desk is to the left of this spot. That small room you see back there is the editing room, got two monitors and one of those production TVs connected to a Mac. The room on the left is the recording studio where they record voiceovers. Toilet and surau unseen on the right. Btw, all the pictures from after the meeting room up til here is actually in one not-so-big area. Maybe I'll take a better view of the overall place later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R9gi_NlvgBI/AAAAAAAAAY4/abXY8CX9_Tk/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R9gi_NlvgBI/AAAAAAAAAY4/abXY8CX9_Tk/s400/Image011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176926241037451282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Upstairs, prop store room I assume. Met Mr. Ghaz here. Well, he came into the office first, but this is where he actually talked to me. Kinda odd meeting him in two of my workplaces. Haritu keje ToysRUs Bangsar pun jumpa dia (with his pregnant wife, if memory serves). Turns out, this company I'm working in now has lotsa deals with MMU. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, that's all I have to share for now. Should sleep. Soon. I'm probably gonna stay back at work tomorrow because of some work I need to finish up. I promised the editor I'd finish it tomorrow. Hmm... Should really find time to betulkan the layout and colors of this blog.... Bersabar je lah. :P&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/973153881350440401-4107958123935296548?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/4107958123935296548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=4107958123935296548&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4107958123935296548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4107958123935296548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/03/segmen-mari-bergambar.html' title='Segmen Mari Bergambar'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R9gftNlvf5I/AAAAAAAAAX4/y5sqLPl_x_M/s72-c/Image012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-2812969412926752073</id><published>2008-03-10T10:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T10:53:33.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Office</title><content type='html'>I'd title this post "At Work", but I'm not doing any work here. It's so boring here. I got nothing to do here except online stuff (which I do most of the time at home anyway, besides gaming). At least I'll get paid for this. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boss is out, actually he never came into the office today. Yet. I've been here over 2 hours already, met a few people, seen what these people do. These guys do kids shows that air on TV1. Their final work is prepared on VHS, those large tape thing that go into VCRs. The guy kat sini pun kata it's teknologi zaman purba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm just lepaking here, with my meebo, gmail and youtube on in the background (because I'm blogging). I'm gonna have to start bringing my DS to work tomorrow. Kinda hard to survive here without it. Internet sini takleh harap sangat. It's probably streamyx, unstable semacam. asyik dc jer dari the wireless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chickenpox isn't fully gone yet. Still spots here and there, but can't really see it on my face. The ones on my arms are covered by my long sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh bosan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-2812969412926752073?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/2812969412926752073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=2812969412926752073&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2812969412926752073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2812969412926752073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-office.html' title='In the Office'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-5606238936616072909</id><published>2008-03-09T03:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T04:11:02.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why equals emmex plus si?</title><content type='html'>I just wasted a half hour of my time tonight watching &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=qkYjeThIHDk&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. Like, OMG. It is sooo lame. Tengok power rangers lagi best. But I'm gonna youtube Superhuman Samurai Syber Squad next. Maybe tomorrow. It's already late tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been doing anything lately, one whole week of staying home doing pretty much nothing. Chickenpox lah katakan. But the office did email me some work to do. Anyway, during my one week of doing nothingness, I've been spending time with my DS and the newly bought TTDS, finishing up Phoenix Wright 3 and Zelda: Phantom Hourglass. And I'm still playing Advance Wars: Days of Ruin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasal games jugak, Super Smash Bros Brawl comes out today dammit! Takpelah, terpaksa bersabar. Need the proper equipment to play it anyway. This game, and Starcraft 2, will be the last &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;big games&lt;/span&gt; that I'll be playing (hopefully). Seeing how crappy most games are now, nothing excites me more than these 2. And both are sequels. Sequels to the most awesomest games ever. Hmm.. have to hope the people who made Shadow of the Colossus doesn't make another game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was voting day. I didn't go to vote for two reasons: 1.Chickenpox. 2.Tak register. :P BN's losing badly it seems. Let's just see where the next 4 years will take us. It's interesting when there's a plot twist in the story. Our kids will be learning about this in the history books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrmmm so late oredi. Kenapa aku malas tidur nih... My first full day working in the office starts in 29 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, tahniah diucapkan kepada Ayesha kerana finally mendapat internet di rumah barunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian terima kasih.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-5606238936616072909?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/5606238936616072909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=5606238936616072909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5606238936616072909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5606238936616072909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-equals-emmex-plus-si.html' title='why equals emmex plus si?'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-5469074113716142665</id><published>2008-03-02T19:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T21:05:05.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IRONY</title><content type='html'>2 weeks ago, my aunt called to tell me that her husband (my uncle lah) punya kawan who runs a production company needs graphic people. So I told her, yeah ok, I could do that. So she said she'd call back to gimme details. Katanya the people were busy that week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after that, a friend of mine, fellow VR classmate Zana forwarded a message about a job in Lowyat. So I messaged back and tried my luck. Went for the interview that Friday. It all went well, seemed like I was gonna get the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next Monday, my aunt smsed me that the production company haritu wanted to interview me the next day. So I went. The company is called W (Double U Network, but bila orang dia angkat fon, he just says W. Logo pun W gak.). They do children's shows. And he wants me to do some of the graphics for the shows, like for when they're gonna use the green screens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday. W called, offering me a job. I told them I'd confirm on Friday, since I was still more interested in the Lowyat job. I was also planning to go to the career fair on Thursday. It was rather hard to get that lowyat job cos I didn't contact the boss directly, only thru Zana. Then she said to come on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was torn between W and the Lowyat job. This is the first bit of irony, where for all this time I've been trying to get ONE job, but now I'm stuck choosing between TWO. But eventually, I decided to go with the W. Less work hours. And I get a car. :D Well, actually my parents are just giving me the one I've been using all this while. Big Whoop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUDDENLY. Thursday, Friday demam teruk. Let's skip the unnecessary details. Around Saturday, I started getting all these spots on my body. Then today, Sunday, my mom brought me to &lt;s&gt;the beach&lt;/s&gt; Pantai Medical Center and found out that I had chickenpox. Yeap. I've never had it masa kecik, inilah balasannya. And this is where that 2nd bit of irony comes in. I've never had a real job before, and tomorrow being my first day at work, the doctor gives me a whole-week MC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, time for some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R8qbepb70YI/AAAAAAAAAXo/A0QA2NlD-K8/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R8qbepb70YI/AAAAAAAAAXo/A0QA2NlD-K8/s400/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173118072809836930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Web shooter placed on the wrong side of the hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R8qiZZb70ZI/AAAAAAAAAXw/61tAOuND_EM/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R8qiZZb70ZI/AAAAAAAAAXw/61tAOuND_EM/s400/Image004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173125679196918162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda looks like a tiny water hose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK sekian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not gonna put my ugly chickenpoxed face in here, no way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-5469074113716142665?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/5469074113716142665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=5469074113716142665&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5469074113716142665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/5469074113716142665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/03/irony.html' title='IRONY'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R8qbepb70YI/AAAAAAAAAXo/A0QA2NlD-K8/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-6541092331476572500</id><published>2008-02-26T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T02:15:03.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oldies Newbies</title><content type='html'>Yknow, the resurrection of lotsa old 70s/80s stuff being adapted to modern times kinda makes it seem like the old days were the best time to watch TV. Like, TV was pretty much still new back then and everything was a new concept. The TV series had like, high-tech vehicles, miscellaneous gadget making, a trio of girls kicking butt, very human-looking cyborgs, a blogging doctor. The cartoons had transforming vehicles, a white guy who transforms into a tanned guy with less clothes, a white mouse who's a British spy, numerous giant robots, cartoons based on super-violent movies (Rambo, Robocop). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some old series turn into movies. Others into new series. Like that Bionic Woman. I didn't watch the old series, so I'm not that interested in the new one. People say it's gonna be cancelled because of the writer's strike anyway. I just watched the pilot episode of Knight Rider and I liked it. Talking cars are cool weh. Especially if they can stalk people using satellite images and video cameras (spoiler spoiler spoiler).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cartoons turned live-action movies... we all know about Transformers. A GI Joe movie's coming up soon. Let's all cross fingers and wait for the My Little Pony live action movie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-6541092331476572500?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/6541092331476572500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=6541092331476572500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/6541092331476572500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/6541092331476572500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/02/oldies-newbies.html' title='Oldies Newbies'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-3782081916623865433</id><published>2008-02-23T00:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T01:09:41.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notis bagi Batman (Adam Amiruddin)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R77-CX2LsfI/AAAAAAAAAXg/PTXVhTRN3ik/s1600-h/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R77-CX2LsfI/AAAAAAAAAXg/PTXVhTRN3ik/s400/4.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169848738982375922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awek kau ditanganku. Hanya dengan wang tebusan sebanyak RM36, aku akan lepaskan dia. Aku juga akan lepaskan dengan tendang-tepi kau secara percuma! Dapatkan selagi stok masih ada! Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Er, aku keluarkan dari packaging utk ambik gambar ni jer. aku dah letak balik dah elok2. sori ek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Sukahati jer aku letak secret identity kau kat title blogpost ni. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-3782081916623865433?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/3782081916623865433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=3782081916623865433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3782081916623865433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3782081916623865433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/02/notis-bagi-batman-adam-amiruddin.html' title='Notis bagi Batman (Adam Amiruddin)'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R77-CX2LsfI/AAAAAAAAAXg/PTXVhTRN3ik/s72-c/4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-2356551150124894116</id><published>2008-02-18T22:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T02:38:20.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give a man a fish, he'll eat for a day. Give a fish a man, he'll eat for a week!</title><content type='html'>So I went into the light recently. I got there via STAR LRT. It was just a place called Cahaya. Yknow, STAR LRT is kinda fun, with the super slippery seats. Too bad that sorta fun is not accepted in today's masyarakat. So memang terpaksa duduk baik2 at one spot. So i sit kat hujung2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to Cahaya because of this interview thing, then they told me to come 2 days later for some video editing, but they didn't say I got the job, they just said I'd get paid for freelance. Kot. So I did some Premiere-ing, then tetiba ada these 2 new folders of footage. So I had to bring the whole thing home to siapkan. Aku bukak kat rumah, "unsupported audio rate in file". And that was the problem that they faced which was the whole reason they wanted me to edit the video in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I googled the problem and apparently, the video files were compressed or something and Adobe Premiere does not support such files. So I called the boss and he said he'd call me back, but still not yet. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, me and the family went eating at Kelana Seafood. On the way, we passed by this billboard.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R7nCSn2LsaI/AAAAAAAAAW4/-FqbsjqmVzE/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R7nCSn2LsaI/AAAAAAAAAW4/-FqbsjqmVzE/s400/Image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168375672574030242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It came out in the Star newspaper. Didn't know that til my mom mentioned it during dinner. This billboard was clearly visible from the front of the Kelana seafood restaurant. The girl said yes, btw. Takkan lah orang spend berpuluh ribu on something like this and the girl says no lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R7nAjX2LsXI/AAAAAAAAAWg/2jIIj8NNL38/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R7nAjX2LsXI/AAAAAAAAAWg/2jIIj8NNL38/s400/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168373761313583474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luke got it from paying 100 bucks at GSC. He was saying "is this real money?" He says it looks like monopoly money. Then after that, he was showing it off to the concessions ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so we went out on a date today. Mostly he belanja-ed me. Watched Meet the Spartans. So unromantic. The movie was very random, stupid as expected. Kinda odd when they suddenly had a Coffee Bean &amp;amp; Tea Leaf in the movie and they were having one of Alia's favourite Coffee Bean drinks, the pure vanilla. I wonder if seeing guys with spraypainted sixpacks wearing nothing but underwear and capes drinking Coffee Bean's pure vanilla is something she'd like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was censored a lot (also as expected), cutting the movie's runtime to one hour and 10 minutes. Maybe less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singgah Toys R Us, no good Transformers. Semua scalpers sudah kebas (Scalpers: people who buy at cheap places like this, then sell on ebay or specialty shops for berkali ganda profit). Yang tinggal, yang tak laku punya jer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, here's some outdated pics. I think Alia wanted me to put them up the night she left for Australia, but... ehehehehehe. Lupa kot. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R7nN7n2LsbI/AAAAAAAAAXA/lX4w5qoyepA/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R7nN7n2LsbI/AAAAAAAAAXA/lX4w5qoyepA/s400/Image022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168388471576572338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R7nN8n2LscI/AAAAAAAAAXI/JsRHphqFWJE/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R7nN8n2LscI/AAAAAAAAAXI/JsRHphqFWJE/s400/Image024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168388488756441538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R7nN832LsdI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/QqrXFdmXv1M/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R7nN832LsdI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/QqrXFdmXv1M/s400/Image034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168388493051408850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R7nN9H2LseI/AAAAAAAAAXY/KgZWRvGSjDU/s1600-h/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R7nN9H2LseI/AAAAAAAAAXY/KgZWRvGSjDU/s400/Image043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168388497346376162" 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/973153881350440401-2356551150124894116?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/2356551150124894116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=2356551150124894116&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2356551150124894116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2356551150124894116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/02/give-man-fish-hell-eat-for-day-give.html' title='Give a man a fish, he&apos;ll eat for a day. Give a fish a man, he&apos;ll eat for a week!'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R7nCSn2LsaI/AAAAAAAAAW4/-FqbsjqmVzE/s72-c/Image009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-4477757954495245267</id><published>2008-02-11T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T14:06:24.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And we're back</title><content type='html'>to the old life. The old, boring, uneventful life.&lt;br /&gt;Alia left me again today. So I should get back to job hunting.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, here's some pictures about what we've been doing during her holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: BANYAK GAMBAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2007 pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_Gr32LsLI/AAAAAAAAAVA/-sHg1lbg9CM/s1600-h/261120071165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_Gr32LsLI/AAAAAAAAAVA/-sHg1lbg9CM/s400/261120071165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165565754645131442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bergambar bersama bunga2 di KL selepas gaduh about law dengan my old boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_EDn2LsHI/AAAAAAAAAUg/kKZzLnO1Du0/s1600-h/211220071422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_EDn2LsHI/AAAAAAAAAUg/kKZzLnO1Du0/s400/211220071422.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165562864132141170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haagen Dasz. Expensive because you pay for the decor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_JfX2LsQI/AAAAAAAAAVo/noD-hwDdcFM/s1600-h/IMG_5558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_JfX2LsQI/AAAAAAAAAVo/noD-hwDdcFM/s400/IMG_5558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165568838431650050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Masa my brother nikah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_Jen2LsOI/AAAAAAAAAVY/V9-JFnRTVFY/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_Jen2LsOI/AAAAAAAAAVY/V9-JFnRTVFY/s400/Image021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165568825546748130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A free tiny strawberry nespray milk box drink thingy from burger king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_Ayn2Lr5I/AAAAAAAAASw/HMADb3XuI1Y/s1600-h/080120081624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_Ayn2Lr5I/AAAAAAAAASw/HMADb3XuI1Y/s400/080120081624.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165559273539481490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taken after slipping on ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_AzH2Lr6I/AAAAAAAAAS4/pQJ7zqXgrJA/s1600-h/080120081637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_AzH2Lr6I/AAAAAAAAAS4/pQJ7zqXgrJA/s400/080120081637.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165559282129416098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_AzX2Lr7I/AAAAAAAAATA/BrcAfJfTcYg/s1600-h/080120081640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_AzX2Lr7I/AAAAAAAAATA/BrcAfJfTcYg/s400/080120081640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165559286424383410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Swensen's Subang Parade, got the same seats we sat in the first time we came here 2 years ago sebelum couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_Cyn2Lr-I/AAAAAAAAATY/BBmPr8qwUs8/s1600-h/111220071314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_Cyn2Lr-I/AAAAAAAAATY/BBmPr8qwUs8/s400/111220071314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165561472562737122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all-you-can eat Shakeys. Wasn't very enjoyable though. Shakeys sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_Az32Lr9I/AAAAAAAAATQ/JNL8vVYuvFY/s1600-h/081220071297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_Az32Lr9I/AAAAAAAAATQ/JNL8vVYuvFY/s400/081220071297.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165559295014318034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;his one's for me ah. Jangan orang lain kebas dia sorok bawah katil korang plak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_Cy32Lr_I/AAAAAAAAATg/fim6Fx293mo/s1600-h/190120081660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_Cy32Lr_I/AAAAAAAAATg/fim6Fx293mo/s400/190120081660.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165561476857704434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This sign does not refer to me or Alia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_CzX2LsAI/AAAAAAAAATo/9VBdThsTsZc/s1600-h/190120081661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_CzX2LsAI/AAAAAAAAATo/9VBdThsTsZc/s400/190120081661.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165561485447639042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_C0H2LsBI/AAAAAAAAATw/YyFeAYiAKwE/s1600-h/190120081666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_C0H2LsBI/AAAAAAAAATw/YyFeAYiAKwE/s400/190120081666.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165561498332540946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The perils we faced in Ikea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_C0X2LsCI/AAAAAAAAAT4/etrICaWjiOg/s1600-h/190120081671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_C0X2LsCI/AAAAAAAAAT4/etrICaWjiOg/s400/190120081671.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165561502627508258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ini gambar kat the Curve kot. Tak ingat. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_EBH2LsDI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OYkUcyPOmyg/s1600-h/190120081672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_EBH2LsDI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OYkUcyPOmyg/s400/190120081672.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165562821182468146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Posing bersama kereta. Aku pun tak pernah buat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_EC32LsFI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/sRVsZgq_NvM/s1600-h/210120081683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_EC32LsFI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/sRVsZgq_NvM/s400/210120081683.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165562851247239250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My idol (not really).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_EDX2LsGI/AAAAAAAAAUY/qjJVlnvO17E/s1600-h/210120081686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_EDX2LsGI/AAAAAAAAAUY/qjJVlnvO17E/s400/210120081686.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165562859837173858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lagi2 gambar couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_Jen2LsNI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/h-NsyKsVBiE/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_Jen2LsNI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/h-NsyKsVBiE/s400/Image019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165568825546748114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My girlfriend and her favourite sport at her favourite spot. (facebook at coffeebean) Why does she keep wearing that top anyway? Aku letak gambar2 ni sini baru aku perasan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_GmH2LsKI/AAAAAAAAAU4/AabLYJQfam4/s1600-h/240120081741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_GmH2LsKI/AAAAAAAAAU4/AabLYJQfam4/s400/240120081741.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165565655860883618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sekretari saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picnic pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_JgH2LsRI/AAAAAAAAAVw/PtPrExtoois/s1600-h/P1230014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_JgH2LsRI/AAAAAAAAAVw/PtPrExtoois/s400/P1230014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165568851316551954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_YQX2LsSI/AAAAAAAAAV4/SJm_R5YWKkE/s1600-h/P1230029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_YQX2LsSI/AAAAAAAAAV4/SJm_R5YWKkE/s400/P1230029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165585073408028962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_YQ32LsTI/AAAAAAAAAWA/p-nZnEMply8/s1600-h/P1230043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_YQ32LsTI/AAAAAAAAAWA/p-nZnEMply8/s400/P1230043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165585081997963570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_YRn2LsUI/AAAAAAAAAWI/tjAGjHXfz64/s1600-h/P1230047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_YRn2LsUI/AAAAAAAAAWI/tjAGjHXfz64/s400/P1230047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165585094882865474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_Ghn2LsII/AAAAAAAAAUo/wa8qzuKgnc0/s1600-h/230120081703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_Ghn2LsII/AAAAAAAAAUo/wa8qzuKgnc0/s400/230120081703.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165565578551472258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_YR32LsVI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/5iWXqM-4wVI/s1600-h/P1230051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_YR32LsVI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/5iWXqM-4wVI/s400/P1230051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165585099177832786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_YSH2LsWI/AAAAAAAAAWY/W8vq5wtpGCo/s1600-h/P1230055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_YSH2LsWI/AAAAAAAAAWY/W8vq5wtpGCo/s400/P1230055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165585103472800098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to picnic at Taman Tasik Perdana / Lake Gardens. The pictures are nice, but the experience.... tu lain cerita. :P&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/973153881350440401-4477757954495245267?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/4477757954495245267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=4477757954495245267&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4477757954495245267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/4477757954495245267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-were-back.html' title='And we&apos;re back'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R6_Gr32LsLI/AAAAAAAAAVA/-sHg1lbg9CM/s72-c/261120071165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-7051300140476098164</id><published>2008-01-29T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T00:05:26.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batman Fanfic</title><content type='html'>In the far future, Gotham is peaceful and Bruce Wayne's identity as Batman has been revealed to the world. He now focuses on his business at Wayne Enterprises. After becoming successful in all sorts of businesses, he now attempts to try a different type of business: fast food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refering to his main competitor for ideas, he decides to open BatDonalds; selling a variety of food such as Sausage BatMuffin, BatChicken Burger, Chicken BatNuggets and the BatFlurry. He also reuses his old Batman costume to be the mascot for this new fast food chain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rival fast food restaurant sees the Batman image to be the main success of BatDonalds and thus decides to recreate their old mascot Ronald McDonald into McMan. Each restaurant will have it's own theme vehicle, such as the McMobile, McPlane (or McWing), McCycle and McBoat. The biggest restaurant will be called the McCave. Each happy meal will come with a toy Mc-arang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotham's battle for fast-food supremacy begins...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-7051300140476098164?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/7051300140476098164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=7051300140476098164&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7051300140476098164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7051300140476098164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/01/batman-fanfic.html' title='Batman Fanfic'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-8825594399967125632</id><published>2008-01-23T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T00:53:49.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Danau Cinta~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R5Yfc5_5mOI/AAAAAAAAASo/DCKakwQoqGo/s1600-h/scan0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R5Yfc5_5mOI/AAAAAAAAASo/DCKakwQoqGo/s400/scan0009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158345004665116898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;seriously unedited image&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R5Yfcp_5mNI/AAAAAAAAASg/plMHcDE_g5E/s1600-h/loverfield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R5Yfcp_5mNI/AAAAAAAAASg/plMHcDE_g5E/s400/loverfield.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158345000370149586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;seriously edited image&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/973153881350440401-8825594399967125632?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/8825594399967125632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=8825594399967125632&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8825594399967125632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8825594399967125632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/01/danau-cinta.html' title='Danau Cinta~'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R5Yfc5_5mOI/AAAAAAAAASo/DCKakwQoqGo/s72-c/scan0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-9135892420288328016</id><published>2008-01-20T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T00:15:32.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>500</title><content type='html'>Today marks the 500th day that me and Alia have been in a relationship. (Friday was our 71st weekaversary, x7 =497days +1day to count the first day, +2=500) And to commemorate this occasion, I am writing this entry. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to begin this entry with a little history. During a recent ice skating trip, we had a talk and I found that I've been missing out on a lot of things my whole life. For example; skateboarding, rollerblading, cycling and swimming are things that I have never learnt to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd blame my mom for being too overprotective (and now that I think about it, I think she allowed me to get a pc, ps, ps2, gc, gba, ds, wii, just so that I'd stay home, away from the dangers of the outside world), but it's kinda too late to blame anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A recent trip to the supermarket with Alia proved even more flaws in my so-called "childhood". There's quite a lotta stuff that I've never tried. Snacks, breads, biscuits, etc etc. Pick an item and there's a 60% chance I've either never tasted it or I don't remember trying it. (aku rasa choki choki pun aku tak pernah makan. Was never interested in it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much thinking, I'm not so sure I even had a childhood. I remember spending most of my time at home with my toys (haha, I still do this. :P). I only started going out with friends during Form 4. Before that, I only went out shopping (for toys :P) with my MOM (pathetic, kan? :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, agak panjang pulak intro history tu. Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've been with Alia, we've tried out tons of things; Some she's done before, others we tried out together. Like the half-priced 6-flavor ice cream Earthquake at Swensens on Tuesdays; My entire trip to Australia (my 1st trip without family.); Cross-dressing (not in public); Driving all the way to KYUEM (forgot where it was. In Perak somewhere); Burger King's Mozarella Cheese Sticks; The whole ice skating incident; Kena saman parking depan rumah dia on my 21st birthday; Long-distance relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the reason I worked at Toys 'R Us last year, and she's also the reason why I quit my previous job selling Streamyx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda like Alia's teaching me how to live, and in return I do my best to lessen the pain she goes through with all the drama in her life (the "drama" will not be further elaborated here. Try checking her blog entries before she went to Australia. Tu example sikit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I hadn't met Alia, I'd probably be doing the same things I'd be doing before I met her. Stay home, game, TV, makan, tido; oblivious to all the things I'm missing in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly sure how many days are left til February 10th (the day she goes back to Australia), I start to feel tears whenever I start counting. (such a sappy sentence this. And I just can't do sappy. So I'm writing this to unsap the sappiness)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-9135892420288328016?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/9135892420288328016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=9135892420288328016&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/9135892420288328016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/9135892420288328016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/01/500.html' title='500'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-2022366144070713977</id><published>2008-01-09T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T10:01:36.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best day so far this year :P</title><content type='html'>Considering it was only the 8th day this year, yeah. Sure, the start was boring. It's the 2nd day of waking up and being alone in this big house. As usual, I smsed my girlfriend a short while after I've awakened. Then she told me that she skipped work today. So apa lagi, we cepat2 make plans to go out lah. Oh, untuk pengetahuan para pembaca, 8 haribulan setiap bulan merupakan hari ulangbulan untuk kami berdua (that's monthaversary for those who don't speak my language). It was also our ulangbulan ke-16, so memang we want to spend the day together lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom got in the way. She and her paranoia, never want to tinggalkan the house without anyone in. So I had to wait til my little brother to come home from school. I dono whaaat they teach in school these days, his school finishes at 2.30 every day. He arrives home at almost 3. And you know how school kids have to carry big bags to school these days right? Aih. Malaysian education system. Doing their best to stop kids from having a childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, strayed from topic. I had to wait for him to come home at near 3, then I walked out to Bangsar LRT, met up with Alia at KLSentral, passed by a roadkill at the taxi area, then got on the bus to Sunway Pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice skating. Yes, that's what we did. And I suck. Baaaaad. 3 times jatuh. That last one was niiiice. Alia was worried. I fell flat on my back I think. Huhuhu. Best. I didn't feel much pain though. Maybe I'll feel it in the morning. :P Though I really hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because!&lt;br /&gt;When we were in the bus on the way to Sunway, I got 2 missed calls from an unknown number. Before we went for the ice skating, I called the number. The lady says it's regarding a job application I did recently. Besok (or today, since it's already past 12) ada interview. Some graphic design stuff. I'll tell you more if I get the job. Or if I actually knew what the job is about. She only said that they did product punya labels. Just before I started writing this entry, I bukak Jobstreet and JenJobs (the two places I spam applied for jobs 2 nights ago). I couldn't find the company that called me. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to today, after the iceskating, we went to Subang Parade. Naik Bas Mini. Huhuhu. Sempit sial. Once we got there, our first stop was Coffeebean, for Alia had a friend there. A friend she made when she worked in Sunway. Unfortunately, she wasn't there. Dia kerja pagi ajer (we got there at around 6.30).  So Alia left her a note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Tuesday, so we went to Swensen's (Subang Parade aje kot yang ada. Sungei Wang punya dah closed down). Half price for Earthquakes. That's 8 scoops of ice cream plus 8 toppings. We sat at the same spot we sat the last time we went there. And that was a really long time ago. Before we coupled. Twas nice desserting there again. What spoiled it was that "someone" tersalah letak topping by putting strawberries on one of the ice creams when we specifically mintak toppings to be only marshmallows, fudge, caramel and butterscotch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked for a while after that. Toys 'R Us was doing their "stocktake" (whatever that is. Alia knows). They were only open after 8pm, so kita sampai tu, kira diorang baru jer bukak. As expected, Transformers tarak. Itu jer aku nak check. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went for dinner (It's like that quote we found in Starbucks ioi mall, "Have dessert first, you may not be hungry later". That's why Swensen's dulu). TGI Friday's. We had some potato skins for appetizers (which wasn't that good) and for our main course, Alia got a mushroom onion swiss burger (which she always orders because she's not adventurous and hates being disappointed) and I got a mushroom chicken mushroom. Alia punya... takyah komen ah. She's loyal to only that dish when eating at TGIF, so you can bet it's that good lah. Mine pulak... Not sure what to say since I'm not that good at reviewing food. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mushroom chicken mushroom tu, it was kinda like everything was really good EXCEPT the mushroom and chicken. The mushrooms were (i think) exactly like the ones in MFM, but smaller. Senang muak lah for me actually. The chicken pulak was gorenged the same way the mushrooms were, plus a layer of mushroom and cheese. The cheese made it look good. As for the non-mushroom/chicken part, one was the sayur. Some sorta long bean thingy. Surprisingly good. Also good was the mashed potato + cheese. That one was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all ended near 10pm, two stomachs full of food and a water bottle full of Ice Lemon Tea. Did I mention that we spent the day riding public transports? Banyak lah menunggu. We didn't really know which bus to get on and what time it'll arrive (biasalah, Malaysia kan). So eventually, we got on a bus that headed to the nearest LRT station, Kelana Jaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really strange, how we've been spending soooo much time together, yet we feel like we haven't been spending enough time together. Alia says it's due to the LDR (long distance relationship). It probably is. She says she's had a relative gone through that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAMPIRAN/APPENDICES :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muka naik bas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R4QpKJ_5mEI/AAAAAAAAARY/QfNVCDbtx9M/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R4QpKJ_5mEI/AAAAAAAAARY/QfNVCDbtx9M/s400/Image035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153289128078055490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sequel to new horror flick&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/_wMj-B074HvE/R4QpKZ_5mFI/AAAAAAAAARg/lVnukRBBP0M/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R4QpKZ_5mFI/AAAAAAAAARg/lVnukRBBP0M/s400/Image037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153289132373022802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bergambar depan Pyramid Ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R4Qqlp_5mMI/AAAAAAAAASY/M2BGgUoo2b8/s1600-h/P1080004a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R4Qqlp_5mMI/AAAAAAAAASY/M2BGgUoo2b8/s400/P1080004a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153290700036085954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;advertisement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R4QpKZ_5mGI/AAAAAAAAARo/IzFkkb4WCtE/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R4QpKZ_5mGI/AAAAAAAAARo/IzFkkb4WCtE/s400/Image039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153289132373022818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;smokey ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R4QpKp_5mHI/AAAAAAAAARw/65eoonbWqgc/s1600-h/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R4QpKp_5mHI/AAAAAAAAARw/65eoonbWqgc/s400/Image043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153289136667990130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ze hambuerguer&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/_wMj-B074HvE/R4Qp3Z_5mJI/AAAAAAAAASA/ZI_nxy40p9M/s1600-h/P1080018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R4Qp3Z_5mJI/AAAAAAAAASA/ZI_nxy40p9M/s400/P1080018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153289905467136146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my meal (before)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R4Qp3p_5mKI/AAAAAAAAASI/3mFi3CCXq0U/s1600-h/P1080020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R4Qp3p_5mKI/AAAAAAAAASI/3mFi3CCXq0U/s400/P1080020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153289909762103458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my meal (after)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R4Qp4J_5mLI/AAAAAAAAASQ/C6WpiqD1cIE/s1600-h/P1080021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R4Qp4J_5mLI/AAAAAAAAASQ/C6WpiqD1cIE/s400/P1080021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153289918352038066" 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/973153881350440401-2022366144070713977?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/2022366144070713977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=2022366144070713977&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2022366144070713977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/2022366144070713977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/01/best-day-so-far-this-year-p.html' title='best day so far this year :P'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R4QpKJ_5mEI/AAAAAAAAARY/QfNVCDbtx9M/s72-c/Image035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-3842200079174799189</id><published>2008-01-07T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T01:31:17.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008, off to a bad start</title><content type='html'>Still no job, thus still sitting home bored all day long. Those damn ____ at VR3D keeps delaying my starting date. They gave me a job offer at the end of November last year and I accepted. Until now, they still haven't decided on when I can start. When I accepted, they said I can start in January. Then recently, they said I *might* be able to start after Chinese New Year. Gila lambat weih. That's like 3 months after I accepted. WTF lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I'ma gonna start looking for more jobs later.  I'm actually getting bored of staying home all the time. Sigh. But when I go out of the house, I occasionally feel some sort of guilt. Probably because I go out when everyone's at home and I'm only home when everyone else isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd go out more when no one's home, if only my dad wasn't so stingy to get me a new car. The last time he was asked, the answer was "we just spent 70'000 for abang's wedding!". Hm. Yeah. Whatever. Aku dapat keje yang jauh nanti baru offer nak beli kereta. Itu pun kena order, berapa bulan tunggu baru sampai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news.... Nope. That's it. There's pretty much nothing to say about my life recently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-3842200079174799189?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/3842200079174799189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=3842200079174799189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3842200079174799189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3842200079174799189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-off-to-bad-start.html' title='2008, off to a bad start'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-8869979278199482586</id><published>2007-12-30T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T02:49:07.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ion Malaysia</title><content type='html'>OK so, yknow that thing about &lt;a href="http://addamblack.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html"&gt;the big ferris wheel that Adam just went to the other day&lt;/a&gt;? Well, me and 3 others went there too. But since I'm sure everyone who's been there who have blogs would put up pics of the wheel in all its glory and stuff. And since you people know that I'm not a typical human being, I'm gonna do something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aRG5_5l6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/t1aCXTscsNY/s1600-h/IMG_6439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aRG5_5l6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/t1aCXTscsNY/s400/IMG_6439.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149462771778820002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm pretty much gonna put pics of other things that were taken on camera when I went there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aRHZ_5l8I/AAAAAAAAAQY/ZcxqNiv7Aws/s1600-h/IMG_6482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aRHZ_5l8I/AAAAAAAAAQY/ZcxqNiv7Aws/s400/IMG_6482.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149462780368754626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aRHp_5l9I/AAAAAAAAAQg/KJN5DOW56_0/s1600-h/IMG_6490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aRHp_5l9I/AAAAAAAAAQg/KJN5DOW56_0/s400/IMG_6490.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149462784663721938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aRHp_5l-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/EdhuoPLLv2Q/s1600-h/IMG_6492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aRHp_5l-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/EdhuoPLLv2Q/s400/IMG_6492.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149462784663721954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aWPp_5mDI/AAAAAAAAARQ/_fJSJuqrOmU/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aWPp_5mDI/AAAAAAAAARQ/_fJSJuqrOmU/s400/Image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149468419660814386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haha, berkelakuan sumbang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 2 pictures of the typical stuff. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aRHJ_5l7I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/dAlAWDV51ow/s1600-h/IMG_6444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aRHJ_5l7I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/dAlAWDV51ow/s400/IMG_6444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149462776073787314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aT4p_5l_I/AAAAAAAAAQw/fyZRAN6g8J8/s1600-h/IMG_6540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aT4p_5l_I/AAAAAAAAAQw/fyZRAN6g8J8/s400/IMG_6540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149465825500567538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After we were done with the giant ferris wheel in which we went round 6 times, we drove to the nearby culture castle/palace (istana budaya).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aT45_5mAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/yFPmwnDDYoY/s1600-h/IMG_6584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aT45_5mAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/yFPmwnDDYoY/s400/IMG_6584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149465829795534850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then we ate MFM. Lupa pulak nak keluarkan J-card utk mendapatkan potongan harga sehingga sepuluh peratus. Tanpa cengkeram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aT5J_5mBI/AAAAAAAAARA/c5YM5f8d3ZE/s1600-h/IMG_6618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aT5J_5mBI/AAAAAAAAARA/c5YM5f8d3ZE/s400/IMG_6618.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149465834090502162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aT5J_5mCI/AAAAAAAAARI/6jX643PYGPI/s1600-h/IMG_6630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aT5J_5mCI/AAAAAAAAARI/6jX643PYGPI/s400/IMG_6630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149465834090502178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't put many pictures of myself on my blog, so apa salahnya I put up a few like these kan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-8869979278199482586?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/8869979278199482586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=8869979278199482586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8869979278199482586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/8869979278199482586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2007/12/ion-malaysia.html' title='Ion Malaysia'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R3aRG5_5l6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/t1aCXTscsNY/s72-c/IMG_6439.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-7970922045766630640</id><published>2007-12-29T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T02:08:03.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puzzler</title><content type='html'>Sometime last month before my brother got married, my then-future sister-in-law was cleaning her room and found a puzzle lying around. She decided to give it to me. So me and my family tried to put it together. As we did so, a nearby camera slowly recorded our progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/e2an1/puzzle1.gif" width="360" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v210/e2an1/?action=view&amp;current=puzzle1.gif"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, see bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, we never completed it. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-7970922045766630640?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/7970922045766630640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=7970922045766630640&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7970922045766630640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7970922045766630640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2007/12/test.html' title='Puzzler'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-3735099175400565015</id><published>2007-12-19T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T11:15:40.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More waiting~</title><content type='html'>Semuorang pun dah lama tak update blog, aku jelah update skarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I've been busy lately after the whole quitting the Streamyx reseller job. Firstly, lotsa dating. And then there's the whole my abang kahwin thing. Just settled that last weekend. Now he's on his honeymoon. So now, everything should be back to normal. And hopefully, I'll get my room all to myself again. Selama ni my adik jer asyik conquer my room. Some months ago, I let him take my bed because he's been getting leg cramps sleeping on the mattress on the floor. Since then, I've been a nomad in my own home, sleeping in living rooms. But since my bro got nikahed last last weekend, I've been sleeping in his room. He doesn't come back here anymore. Except to get clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day I worked selling Streamyx, I went to a job interview in Kelana Jaya. Gila rushing, dari Rawang naik KTM pergi KL Sentral, then LRT to Kelana Jaya, then teksi. Oh btw, people who use KTM are mostly uncivilized kampung people. They enter the train without waiting for people to get out and then they complain. So anyway, I got an email from that company some time ago, then I replied, then they reply again......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulannya, I got a job offer dari VR3D, tapi it starts sometime in January, unconfirmed date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd put up pics of the wedding, but I've been so busy running around that I don't think my face appeared much in the photos. I'll go check sometime later. Pictures masa dating pun, mostly with Alia. And there's not much to show anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been gaining weight lately. Not really an issue for me, but people are complaining. I guess I gotta start getting my butt outta the house. Been playing too many games. Puzzle Quest (PC), Yuri's Revenge (PC), HP: Order of the Phoenix (Wii), Ben 10 (PS2)..... Gotta cut down. Or maybe I'll go play a bit of wii sports. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-3735099175400565015?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/3735099175400565015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=3735099175400565015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3735099175400565015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3735099175400565015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2007/12/more-waiting.html' title='More waiting~'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-6302120334025653574</id><published>2007-12-09T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T14:50:37.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jemputan Perkahwinan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1uQDe231wI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OVrBURy58tM/s1600-h/p1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1uQDe231wI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OVrBURy58tM/s320/p1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141861789070776066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1uQEu231xI/AAAAAAAAAP4/1fQ0FJdkzxw/s1600-h/p2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1uQEu231xI/AAAAAAAAAP4/1fQ0FJdkzxw/s320/p2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141861810545612562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;datanglah beramai2 utk meramaikan majlis keramaian tersebut. Sekian terima kasih.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-6302120334025653574?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/6302120334025653574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=6302120334025653574&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/6302120334025653574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/6302120334025653574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2007/12/jemputan-perkahwinan.html' title='Jemputan Perkahwinan'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1uQDe231wI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OVrBURy58tM/s72-c/p1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-7352325635014428100</id><published>2007-12-01T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T23:50:23.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's go random</title><content type='html'>Reviewing some pics that i took during the past.... month. Mari kita lihat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1F2Ie231mI/AAAAAAAAAOg/2QxpsUXirOw/s1600-R/dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1F2Ie231mI/AAAAAAAAAOg/FNwApiOr8eg/s320/dinner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139018537900693090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Not sure what to say about this one. It's just a close up of a Barbie playset. I think it's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1F2Iu231nI/AAAAAAAAAOo/8t76D3mkdZQ/s1600-R/heman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1F2Iu231nI/AAAAAAAAAOo/TDlNDI9Vbsw/s320/heman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139018542195660402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh look! It's He-Man holding a lightsaber. Or is this before he holds up his magic sword and says "By the power of Grayskull"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1F2I-231oI/AAAAAAAAAOw/H6LgT28vhFg/s1600-R/hemanx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1F2I-231oI/AAAAAAAAAOw/RWLUrv_PA-k/s320/hemanx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139018546490627714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He-Man strikes back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1F2I-231pI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2t__xbEsQ6k/s1600-R/elmo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1F2I-231pI/AAAAAAAAAO4/cQ7vPNiKz-M/s320/elmo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139018546490627730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada orang kata that I look like Elmo. Or was it that Elmo looks like me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1F2JO231qI/AAAAAAAAAPA/bWHxUUbWr9Q/s1600-R/elmo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1F2JO231qI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PnEV7LxXWc0/s320/elmo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139018550785595042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah close up. Opinion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1F2c-231rI/AAAAAAAAAPI/qe4Q-UaJjvw/s1600-R/wedballoons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1F2c-231rI/AAAAAAAAAPI/z93OLrdMe9M/s320/wedballoons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139018890088011442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the heck does Toys R Us sell wedding balloons?!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1F2c-231sI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/QxuwdWVQT68/s1600-R/shred.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1F2c-231sI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ukx4o3QPq_w/s320/shred.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139018890088011458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to share this picture. Is it easy to guess where this picture came from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1F2dO231tI/AAAAAAAAAPY/QIeJ4jRZBtA/s1600-R/aye1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1F2dO231tI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ZMLHg-KPtmY/s320/aye1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139018894382978770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye at work! huhuhu. layan customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1F2de231uI/AAAAAAAAAPg/rKRn2Mzm7Vs/s1600-R/aye2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1F2de231uI/AAAAAAAAAPg/BhgFpoa-QU4/s320/aye2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139018898677946082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have other pics of Aye, but I don't think she'll like seeing many embarrassing pics of her on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1GCSO231vI/AAAAAAAAAPo/dltJKKSkZCU/s1600-R/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1GCSO231vI/AAAAAAAAAPo/iIC6NmmMGY8/s320/Image020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139031899543951090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfair lah pulak kalau asyik gambar perempuan lain jer kat my blog. Need more pics with Alia here and there jugak. But my camera's not that good, her phone has more pics of us. This is us at... KFC Pavillion I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-7352325635014428100?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/7352325635014428100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=7352325635014428100&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7352325635014428100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7352325635014428100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2007/12/lets-go-random.html' title='Let&apos;s go random'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMj-B074HvE/R1F2Ie231mI/AAAAAAAAAOg/FNwApiOr8eg/s72-c/dinner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-7084706738201981289</id><published>2007-11-27T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T10:58:50.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>citer kejer</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so I quit my job yesterday. Actually, I quit my job on Saturday. I was supposed to work that day, but Alia convinced me to call up my boss and tell him I quit. We went to Carl's Jr and I showed her the contract. Banyak gak stuff yang Alia said was really bad and that majority of profits will go to the company. I couldn't understand most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boss said to come on Monday to sign some resignation stuff. So I brought Alia along as my "Legal Advisor". Alia kicked my ex-boss's butt in debating. Reminded me of Phoenix Wright. Lots of Alia's questions didn't get answered and the guy kept on changing the subject. Tiba2 tanya Alia study law ke, umur lah, tetiba cerita panjang pasal kawan dia and stuff. Made me think that almost everything he said during my 4 days of working there were lies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though he was the one who tells people in the morning to "maintain eye contact" at all times (to show that you know what you're talking about), he was looking at me most of the time and talking about random stuff when he was supposed to be answering Alia's questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I just signed the damn thing. I just wanted out of the office quick. Perut tengah sakit time tu, and the guy was talking too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm gonna start working in VR3D soon. Can't give out too many details yet. Nanti excited tak pasal2 kot. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-7084706738201981289?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/7084706738201981289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=7084706738201981289&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7084706738201981289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/7084706738201981289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2007/11/yeah-so-i-quit-my-job-yesterday.html' title='citer kejer'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-3505714108656898084</id><published>2007-11-19T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T23:59:27.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear</title><content type='html'>The transition ended too quickly. I am not ready. But it is fast approaching and cannot be avoided. I shall face this terror head on. With Crocodiles at my feet and Zirafah in my backpack, prepared to protect my neck, I shall journey forward into this new chapter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, tomorrow is also the day of Alia's flight home. (Yay!) Unfortunately, I have a feeling it's gonna be a while till I get to see her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, full story. They said it was 48 hours, but they didn't call at all. Today, they called. The person asked whether or not they called last week. So I said they didn't. Then they said can I come tomorrow? I said sure. Then I said "So I got the job?" She was like, "yeah, you did". So she went on saying I should bring photos of my passport, an IC of a photocopy and something about a Maybank account. Long story short, I'm gonna be working as a Streamyx Salesman starting tomorrow. I'll update with more details as soon as I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that Crocodiles and Zirafah part, Crocodile is the brand of my shoes. The Zirafah is an inside joke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. It's still quite scary, going to this job. No idea what to expect. We'll see how things turn out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Beowulf. Sex and violence. Animated Gore. If you played God of War (PS2), it's pretty much like that. Violence, gore, nudity, gore, violence, violence... And that stupid Grendel monster is extremely annoying. Sakit telinga gilababi. The rest of the movie's quite.... ok. Oh yknow, I watched it without researching it at all. I didn't know it was fully CG. :P Yelah, dah orang kata ada Angelina Jolie. So aku ingat orang betul lah. Yknow what? She was CG. Agak accurate, but CG. Yes, that includes CG boobs. (i did mention nudity right? tapi no nipples lah. malaysian censorship maa) oh, dono why, they actually labeled this movie U (utk tontonan umum, sesuai utk ditonton oleh semua lapisan masyarakat) at some places. My little brother said he saw it labeled 18 somewhere, but i didn't see it. Oh yeah, i watched it with my bro. He's 15. And there were lotsa other kids in the cinema too. Sungguh bagus. Kesimpulannya: if you like violence, gore and nudity, watch it. And bring earplugs for the first half of the show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973153881350440401-3505714108656898084?l=elektropositif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/feeds/3505714108656898084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973153881350440401&amp;postID=3505714108656898084&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3505714108656898084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973153881350440401/posts/default/3505714108656898084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elektropositif.blogspot.com/2007/11/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>e²</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16843519064195967735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973153881350440401.post-3623977228917010443</id><published>2007-11-15T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T00:30:55.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transition</title><content type='html'>Today was my last day at Toys R Us. It has been fun... sort of, but it had to end. I left, but not empty handed. There was quite a lotta stuff that I took home from Toys R Us, but I'll take a picture of all that soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, I had a job interview with some company called Nasad Creative. It was a Sales and Marketing job. So that Monday, I just went, talked a bit. The guy was nice. Said he was doing some engineering job in the UK some time ago for two years. Then he came here to do this sales and marketing job. He kinda talked a lot during the interview, I remember saying "OK" a lot. The interview started quite badly, sorta like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know what our company does?&lt;br /&gt;-no.&lt;br /&gt;ok, so we do sales and marketing. do you know what we mean by sales and marketing?&lt;br /&gt;-no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, he said he'll call within 48 hours if I'm shortlisted. (Nasib baik around that tengahari Alia was online, I referred a lot to the chat archive for this blog entry :P ) ANYWAY, later that day jugak that company called. Said to come for interview the next day. Tapi since I was still working with TRU, I said the next Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast Forward. Next Monday (4 days ago). Datang ke ofis 9.30 pagi. Memang rasa macam orang bekerja ah. :P Then, skipping some details, they made me follow these two chicks, er, ladies, um.. girls. One was 19, the other, older. We talked on the way to the KLCC LRT station and on the train. Diorang banyak tanya soalan. Nyibuk jer. I hid lotsa things from them, like my interests and what was in my backpack. The older person said "banyak rahsia ni, mesti benda tak senonoh". I just told her "aku lah yang culik Nurin haritu". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to SS2, they showed me how they work. Shophouse to shophouse we went, asking stuff about phone lines and whether or not they use computers. We were promoting Streamyx. Yep. That was our job. After about an hour, we didn't get any sales, but I had to be sent back anyway. So they made me fill up a questionnaire and told me to get a cab, take the lrt and get back to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, other details. The job pays based on performance. And you get paid weekly. It's a UK-based company. The 19-year old could get 800 a week, and she's only been working there for 4 weeks. Aku benci. The older lady said she could get 1300 a week. Lagi aku benci. And also they both can speak Mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to the office, waited for an hour. It was a bit past 1pm, the boss went out. Lunch break most probably. When he came back around 2, he said he went to the hospital or something. Whatever. Note: When in an interview, always prepare for the question "why should we hire you?" Because the answers I gave to that questions were answers for "why do you want the job?" He said they'd call within 48 hours if I got the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, they didn't call. Anyway, I've already quit TRU, and next week my beloved girlfriend will be coming back home from AustrAlia. So for the next few days, I will probably be staying home preparing for her arrival. (main game puas2. dia dah balik nanti dah takleh main game dah :P:P:P ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course that last part I was kidding lah kan. Kena serious skarang. Need job quick. Must be more aggressive. Big plans ahead. Wedding in December (abang saya punya lah). The next few days before Alia arrives will be my transition to a new life. 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