<?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-6086399818591257720</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:50:48.300-08:00</updated><category term='hottie.'/><category term='school'/><category term='school life.'/><title type='text'>Oh Green Light!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>401</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-2782392356293438909</id><published>2011-09-16T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T02:46:07.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was on blog-hiatus for a while, wonder why?</title><content type='html'>It has been three weeks since classes started and boy, let me tell you, keeping up with blogging.....is a pain in the butt. As of right now, I've been juggling a couple of things as per below :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;SAT exam - Which will fall on October 1st and we're doing it in Penang. PENANG! Did you hear me, Penang ^%^&amp;amp;T&amp;amp;%E54e45!!! This will be our little first (perhaps the only?) trip.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TOEFL exam - Born and breed in a non-English speaking country (no matter how fluent you are in English) is not a hallmark. We need to take this English Proficiency test. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Universities Applications - United States (being the United States) requires us to fill up the Common Apps accounts, get teachers' evaluations, list of courseworks, and endless of supplements essays! Getting in is the hardest part!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Assignments - On top of those mentioned above, regular classes should be attended and assignments are expected to be handed on time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keeping up with extra activities - This, is probably, the most exciting part of the US education system. They want you to participate in the extra activites and this aspect will be greatly considered in your application!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quizzes, and being a teacher's pet - The former is crucial as we're expected to gain an average CGPA of 3.5 for this semester. The latter is something I'm working on. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NEW FRIENDS - Joy to the world in making new friends! Not to mention, being in a University-College where the students comprised of a wide diversity of races.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Okay, that was a quick blog post. I am now off to study. Like a nerd I am.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-2782392356293438909?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/2782392356293438909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=2782392356293438909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2782392356293438909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2782392356293438909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-was-on-blog-hiatus-for-while-wonder.html' title='I was on blog-hiatus for a while, wonder why?'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-7701428044294096681</id><published>2011-08-22T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T07:58:14.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Brother I've Never Had the Chance to Meet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel you near me, when you afar from us?&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll keep watching us up there.&lt;br /&gt;Keep us safe from the cruelties the World has in store for us.&lt;br /&gt;The condition exacerbated a long time ago,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Would you saviour the shipwrecked the relationship,&lt;br /&gt;or Would you just sit stand and still?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, brother, what would you be?&lt;br /&gt;Would you be inclined to music like I am? &lt;br /&gt;Would you write well like your sister do?&lt;br /&gt;Would you protect me from bad guys?&lt;br /&gt;Would you hug me if I feel like collapsing?&lt;br /&gt;Would you hold us together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you, want to meet us, if God's willing to do that for us? Would you, brother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-7701428044294096681?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/7701428044294096681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=7701428044294096681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/7701428044294096681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/7701428044294096681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2011/08/to-brother-ive-never-had-chance-to-meet.html' title='To the Brother I&apos;ve Never Had the Chance to Meet.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-6588628927228154263</id><published>2011-06-21T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T06:16:48.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acting childish : Yay or nay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Say you're 18, and you still have your favorite Barbie Doll or a Barney soft toy and carries it all around wherever you go - even to college when you're going to embark on a new journey, a new chapter of your life! But, what should you do? You absolutely don't want to throw it away neither do you want to be make fun of for being too childish. Now, the question is, at what age is innapropriate for one to still own his favorite childhood toy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Certainly, there's no specific rule stating that having a childhood - heck, scratch that! Your memory - item is a crime! It is really okay, as a matter of fact, to have your lovely stinky pillow (that you have since you were born. Exhibit A : yours&amp;nbsp; truly here. I have 3 of&amp;nbsp; them!) in your dorm room or to own a collection of Naruto figurines queued up on your dorm's shelves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't get me wrong here. I am just saying that, having a particular favorite thing from your past is okay. It brings back the memorable memories (whether they were bad or otherwise) back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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;However, does this rule apply to one's personality cum attitude as well? Would you like to be friends with someone who is a whiner and complains everytime he/she doesn't get what they wanted, or someone who is positively over-sensitive and needs a friend to calm him/her down every single damned time? Are you in one of the category, I shall ask? I certainly do not want to be with a person who constantly joke about his parents, the food he ate and is just plain silly! I'd go crazy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clearly, not all childish acts are so to say, a boon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;For instance, girls like guys who act cutely on dates. Awkward, childish guys are on the hunt lately. So, apparently it is a +1 point for childish guys (under a few terms. Nobody likes a whiner, I'd say it again.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you say? Is it okay to be childish? Or are your childish boyfriend/friend/girlfriend gets your nerves, everytime? Comment below!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And to entertain you, here's MGMT's infamous Kids. Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/fe4EK4HSPkI/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fe4EK4HSPkI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fe4EK4HSPkI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-6588628927228154263?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/6588628927228154263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=6588628927228154263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6588628927228154263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6588628927228154263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2011/06/acting-childish-yay-or-nay.html' title='Acting childish : Yay or nay?'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-7653781259361608358</id><published>2011-03-30T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T10:14:02.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know you're reading....drop a comment!</title><content type='html'>So, recently, Blogspot created this function that enables a blogger to check his/her stats. Which is extremely helpful and a definite confidence-booster because it practically tell us that "hey, you have viewers" even though they're just a mere 5-7 people. But knowing that there are readers from all over the world is exhilarating. Therefore, I'm extending a warm welcome to you, reader (s), where ever you are from, thanks for visiting, though I'm quite sure, you were searching Google on some images and you ended up here ( I posted a lot of photos from Google).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the point of why I am writing to you now. My intention is for you to leave a comment down there, and give feedback if that's possible? That'd be a great help and I'll definitely will spend more time blogging here if I were to know that there's people reading my humble blog. Thank you greatly in advance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-7653781259361608358?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/7653781259361608358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=7653781259361608358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/7653781259361608358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/7653781259361608358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-know-youre-readingdrop-comment.html' title='I know you&apos;re reading....drop a comment!'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-7864914814446979976</id><published>2011-03-29T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T10:56:13.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I think of Youtube.</title><content type='html'>Hey you. I bet Youtube is on your browser tab, right this very moment. Comment below if I was right, and also, leave a comment if I was wrong too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to talk about YouTube. You could leave now if you have no slight interest of YouTube or you just hate YouTube so much for making you procrastinate doing your assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're still here, why are you still here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Sidenote : The images below are copyrighted and they don't belong to me. I Yahoo-ed them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YouTube is my Homepage&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Besides Twitter.com, YouTube is my favorite site at the moment. Never really paid attention on YT before my 3 months break, due to the work load and stress that both occupied me for the rest of the year. But the past three months, I had been actively watching vloggers on YouTube, just rambling about their daily lives. It's so addictive when you watched them for hours in a day and days in a week. It became a habit. It became part of you. Normally, I'm not the kind who would listen to complete strangers telling me how they spent their last weekends doing really uninteresting stuffs. But YT vloggers, they really have a voice. They pointed out opinions, which is really a good thing to hear what people had to say about one particular topic. E.g : Rebecca Black's invasion and so forth. HayleyGHoover is definitely a favorite on YouTube. Her 'lay off Rebecca Black's video really shaped up what I was thinking about the whole bashing teenage pop stars thing. Having said that, I'm sorry Bieber and Cyrus, I plead guilty. Sorry for having say not the nicest thing about you people. But hey, I think Hannah Montana and Never Say Never are good shows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_la30naZSHK1qczhono1_400.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="370" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_la30naZSHK1qczhono1_400.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nerimon&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/93/This_Is_Me_Charlie_McDonnell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="355" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/93/This_Is_Me_Charlie_McDonnell.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charlieiscoollike&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pathway to Stardom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3554/3461552826_f0c985d300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3554/3461552826_f0c985d300.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Michael Aranda&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;There are so many YouTube vloggers that has over 30 million views. Please note the 'vloggers' I'm trying to point out, because Britney Spears isn't a vlogger. For those who had been surfing YouTube most of your time, Charlie McDonnell (also known as charlieissocoollike) is a YouTube royalty. Over 10 million views, he is really something. Being English, I think it helped him in gaining those billion fan girls he has. Not to missed out, his witty, whimsical, slightly odd personality and good looks brought girls into subscribing him on his YouTube Channel. He is a YouTube phenomenon and is a big name in the UK and USA. His first YouTube video was only over a couple years ago and look where he is now. Making money via YouTube. Famous and getting paid by just posting videos are reasons why more and more people decide to vlog.&lt;br /&gt;Charlie, if you're reading this, I am a fan of your videos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L6N9zV-3oZI/TAF_N_3WgNI/AAAAAAAAAJc/jGU_30PR0Kk/S220/008_8.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L6N9zV-3oZI/TAF_N_3WgNI/AAAAAAAAAJc/jGU_30PR0Kk/S220/008_8.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owlssayhoot&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.sparknotes.com/content/sparklife/sparktalk/hayleyGpromo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://img.sparknotes.com/content/sparklife/sparktalk/hayleyGpromo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;HayleyGHoover&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/EwAiLICevc4/0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/EwAiLICevc4/0.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mike Lombardo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gaining Friends And Lovers.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever heard of 5 Awesome Girls? and 5 Awesome Guys? And 5 Awesome Gays? Well, it first started with 5 Awesome Girls. They came up with an idea of bringing other YouTubers - that I'm sure, they were strangers at first - and making YouTube videos everyday (each person was assigned to a specific day) and at the end of the video, they would come up with a question that the person after (the next-day vlogger) would have to answer. Oh and they were Harry Potter fans, so that was the similar interest they had. And then, the 5 Awesome Guys were very intrigued by this idea, and they decided to do the same. Long after, there are so many 5 Awesome groups trying to attract viewers but we all know who came up with the idea first....the girls!&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't trying to be biased or anything. Point is, people gained friends from YouTube. Common interest is a main factor. Heard of Nerimon? A friend of Charlie, and now they're living together. They met through YouTube and so did other 5 Awesome guys. They formed a band called Chameleon Circuit and Sons of Admirals! Crazy isn't it how YouTube is a great medium for forming bands and alliances and such. It's fascinating how YouTube is sort of acting as a match maker now. Luke Conard is dating Kristina Horner (who dated Nerimon) and Mike Lombardo is with HayleyGHoover now and who knows who might get married on YouTube in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20101130140003/lyricwiki/images/f/fd/Ministry_Of_Magic_-_Goodbye_Privet_Drive.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20101130140003/lyricwiki/images/f/fd/Ministry_Of_Magic_-_Goodbye_Privet_Drive.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmfuC4bYHt0/TFxeWixKi6I/AAAAAAAAATs/0QDMKrTboEk/s400/tumblr_l59rdsTH6G1qcd7mno1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmfuC4bYHt0/TFxeWixKi6I/AAAAAAAAATs/0QDMKrTboEk/s400/tumblr_l59rdsTH6G1qcd7mno1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luke Conard &amp;amp; Kristina &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJke39GZJNQRIAkgWjzbkF/SIG=128ot3ntu/EXP=1301449341/**http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l40kwxIzqY1qzc3bh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJke39GZJNQRIAkgWjzbkF/SIG=128ot3ntu/EXP=1301449341/**http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l40kwxIzqY1qzc3bh.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sons of Admirals - Charlie, Eddplant, Tom Milsom and Alex.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bands and music.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;YouTube is the free and fast track device for a band to promote their latest demo or songs or videos. Recently, I've discovered a really quirky duo called Scott &amp;amp; Tom (via vlogger, BooShoe37). Without YouTube, I might not even know they existed. YouTube really produced quite a number of good artists, singer-song writers and such. The well-known would be Bieber. Then there's our hometown international singer-song writer, Zee Avi who was discovered by a NY based record company who watched her video accidentally and poom! She's now signed and touring US and making her way past it. Also, most of you must've heard of Sam Tsui. He's just really this famous guy who cover mainstream songs and just so happened to own a really great voice.Mike Lombardo, I mentioned him earlier, he's an aspiring singer-song writer and I love his originals! Check him out, he's a great artist. If you're a fan of autotunes and a coincident fan of Harry Potter, try Ministry of Magic. They does super cool home-made music videos. YouTube is for everyone, and every genre literally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comments and the Liking System.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viewers could be a little aggressive at times. Refer to Rebecca Black's video and you'll see. Some even threatening to kill her. That's repulsive and absolute filth. Opinions are good, but they're even better if they are constructive comments. Or you could just say, "I hate it" or better not say it and leave the video (why were you even watching her in the first place!) instead of posting comments like, "Go die", and "You're the dumbest person on Earth." Other cases like what I came across the other day, "You're a fat cow, I don't know why people are watching you". For goodness' sake, did God made you perfect? Other thing that bothers me the most is the liking system. It's okay on Facebook but the existence of the thumbs down button wasn't the best idea. I saw videos that had more thumbs down that thumbs up and I thought how would that make the creator feels? It's okay if he decided to not make YouTube and just ignore the comments he had, but what if that person was so affected by it and commit suicide? Comments on YouTube could be a new form of bullying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've said what I wanted to express of YouTube. I apologize if the facts are slightly off! I am after all, only human and didn't have the time in the world to Google every little details. I'm leaving you with a few links of part of my favorite vloggers (the list is growing, it's mad!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm Watching Now (in no order):&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/owlssayhooot"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/owlssayhooot"&gt;Kayley (Owlssayhoot)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/ScottAndTomMusic"&gt;Scott and Tom Music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/charlieissocoollike"&gt;Charlie McDonnell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/nerimon"&gt;Alex Day (Nerimon)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/michaelaranda"&gt;Michael Aranda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/hayleyghoover"&gt;Hayley G Hoover&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/thatzak"&gt;That Zak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/italktosnakes"&gt;Kristina Horner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/booshoe37"&gt;Matt (BooShoe37)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should you even bother watching them, you ask? For good humors. They're really funny people. Funnier than what you have on the television. Who needs TV nowadays anyway? YouTube is not just a site, it's a lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Comment me if you have suggestions on other vloggers that I should check out! Communication is vital!&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S : I haven't come to a point where I'm a 'fangirl'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-7864914814446979976?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/7864914814446979976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=7864914814446979976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/7864914814446979976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/7864914814446979976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-i-think-of-youtube.html' title='What I think of Youtube.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3554/3461552826_f0c985d300_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-4923566610031235581</id><published>2011-03-27T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T08:19:12.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandgeeks = A group of nerdy people playing music.</title><content type='html'>The title fortunately is not applicable in Malaysia. Joining band here, could either lift your status quo, the first step towards social outcast, or you could be one of the non-affected. I'm probably in the latter group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/74453_454697249419_710134419_5222499_223635_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/74453_454697249419_710134419_5222499_223635_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marching band/Orchestra = versatility. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Free Of Charge Music Lessons&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Considering the fact that I had musical background before, it's  certainly a plus point, though it doesn't mean you'll strive in band  just because you know what are arpeggios, and sight reading or how a  minor note sounds like. To let you know, I studied music only until  Grade 3 - could've gone further but my teacher decided to move back to  Singapore, and I dont like any other teachers there - and may I tell  you, it ain't easy to memorize those Italian terms and their meanings.  The tuition fees are expensive, and buying the actual instrument is much  more a burden. Each book costed around rm 30 - rm 50 range each, the  3cm thick past exam papers are even ridiculously priced! You're just  going to do it once. They cost about rm 11 each.&amp;nbsp; Hence, I'd say  learning music is very costly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/24328_1301224622852_1597553132_733058_7921868_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/24328_1301224622852_1597553132_733058_7921868_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dedication is vital factor.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;b&gt;Commitment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one way you could learn how to play music, get a proper posture, and learn how to work with 50 other people. That is, by joining your school band! Experience, experience, experience! You'll be in shape because all those twice a week practices (and everyday if there is an event) could really shape you up. Of course, commitment is the utmost important aspect. The seniors of my school band had repeatedly remind us about how band is all about teamwork, patience and commitment. I knew so many of my band-colleagues who irresponsibly (for those without a proper reason) quit and gave up. There is nothing more to say about quitters. If you intend to join band in the future, I beg and I plead all my heart out, PLEASE MAKE SURE YOU'RE FULLY COMMITTED TO ATTEND PRACTICES! Imagine all those sweat and energy spent on teaching you the techniques. More importantly, the memories you had with fellow band members. Those memories are not store-bought. They came from sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v3168/74/9/680787582/n680787582_2164399_2291420.jpg?dl=1" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v3168/74/9/680787582/n680787582_2164399_2291420.jpg?dl=1" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mass Band 2010 at Merdeka Stadium.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Events.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of band is the events that we were able to participate. Let me know, where else could you join a Mass Band that consisted of schools from all over Malaysia, paraded all the way to Merdeka Square and get your photos taken by various photographers at an International Flora Fest? You'll get a 'ahhhh', gasp, and compliments from strangers. It is very glamorous being in band. Besides, you'll get paid, usually for these kind of events, so, that's an extra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/36771_1493173086301_1143259839_31442413_3789584_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/36771_1493173086301_1143259839_31442413_3789584_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fun times!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Missing class/Academics aspects.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, to every thing, there is a downside. You'll miss class - that's for sure - and get tanned every year. Missing class is inevitable for band members. And staying back for practices. Also, attending weekend practices. That's a drag, totally. But isn't like all about challenging yourself? If you missed a class, go for tuition or extra classes or study groups. Ask your friends on homework and due dates. Don't make band practice as an excuse unless your assigned band teachers gave permission to do so. If you love music/band, you'll do anything for it. Even jump a building. Okay maybe not that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v3168/74/9/680787582/n680787582_2164390_4716369.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v3168/74/9/680787582/n680787582_2164390_4716369.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're so energetic, we love jumping photos!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Social life in band&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, we have gossips, bitching, politics in band. There might be cliques, or certain groups that would just stick to themselves. That is normal. We are only humans after all. We bitch, moan, gossip. Those are bad habits, but we do it anyway. In every family, there will be fights and arguments. I would advise you to channel all those energy into practicing your music sheets. Come to think of it, you'll be friends with the people you never would've talk to if you hadn't join band. So, get out of your 'posse' and be friends with other musicians. They are the ones who 'll be with you most of your time. And respect your seniors and band master (coach). They are, after all, more experienced than us. They're more knowledgeable. So give them a break if they yelled at you. Your coach is getting paid less than what he/she really deserves! So, show him/her that you appreciate their time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/26534_1360878096959_1081751838_31105205_2235819_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/26534_1360878096959_1081751838_31105205_2235819_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beloved band coach who was always so patient with us, Mr Koh&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C2whZOvwEw4/TY9N4a_ANrI/AAAAAAAAAtY/JwEpwEuxG9E/s1600/36868_406056677582_680787582_4902703_1955042_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="324" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C2whZOvwEw4/TY9N4a_ANrI/AAAAAAAAAtY/JwEpwEuxG9E/s640/36868_406056677582_680787582_4902703_1955042_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;People who made it all happened.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an eggshell (nutshell's too cliche'), I, Eera Razak, made a wise decision in joining band, though honestly, band wasn't really my first choice then. But I am glad, I did signed up for it. I am glad I was a band geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I found my second home : band room. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;CBNBIUTC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Yp92KgN_t8g" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SPqASeduuK0" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-4923566610031235581?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/4923566610031235581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=4923566610031235581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4923566610031235581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4923566610031235581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2011/03/bandgeeks-group-of-nerdy-people-playing.html' title='Bandgeeks = A group of nerdy people playing music.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C2whZOvwEw4/TY9N4a_ANrI/AAAAAAAAAtY/JwEpwEuxG9E/s72-c/36868_406056677582_680787582_4902703_1955042_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-7792102693317494828</id><published>2011-03-26T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T09:32:58.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What can substitute joy? Happiness.</title><content type='html'>Greetings reader(s)! Hope all is well with each of you! I know I've been abandoning every single writing-related things lately but excuse me for being lazy. Couldn't help it. Sorry if you've been anticipating posts from me.&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot of stuffs happened the past 3 months that I could tell of, really. Just that this week, life has finally kicked off for me. 'The beginning of a new phase'. Or to me, 'The Ending of Joy' more like. SPM results (that is, equivalent to GCSE O-Level) was announced and almost half a millions of 18 years old were freaking out over the internet and ranted on Twitter for exactly every hour, posting Tweets as such:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WTF, I'm not ready for Wednesday", "Doomsday is approaching, beware SPM-ers!", "Pee in your pants on the 23rd, you know you would."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qgZju821nXM/TY4TajVobjI/AAAAAAAAAsI/dAi4KPNmbl8/s1600/193277_10150132597704026_798719025_6482017_7222195_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qgZju821nXM/TY4TajVobjI/AAAAAAAAAsI/dAi4KPNmbl8/s400/193277_10150132597704026_798719025_6482017_7222195_o.jpg" width="323" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taken from a junior's FB album ; The overjoyed CBNers class '10.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The D-day arrived. Funnily, the night before, I wasn't as nervous as I was 2 weeks before. I was also, having trouble sleeping for no apparent reasons. Maybe the habit of over-napping in the evening? I'm happy and contented with what I achieved. Dad spending thousands sending me to tuition classes, Mom wasting her saliva and time trying to make sure I was studying and not pretending to. Those recess time I spent hanging in the hall, alone sometimes, doing exercises. Not to mention, being called a nerd most of my senior year. But that's fine, all's fine. Works paid off, big time! Julia the Jewel is KL's top student for 2010, so applause for her. If I complained on how much I spent my time studying and going tuition and such, she spent her entire school years, concentrating in every class (except PJK/P.E class), doing and reading the whole day. She's a superwoman, I'm telling you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, moving on. I'm now in the middle of hectic week of filling tonnes of applications and scholarships. Thankful that they're all applicable online cause if not, I would've had my fingers cemented by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another news. I'm changing my thoughts on my preferred field of study. I am suddenly finance-ed. Perhaps it's due to the job opportunities bound out there when I've graduated. And maybe, scholarships factor affected my decision too. But hey at least it is still psychology-related. I'd still take up psychology in pre-u and maybe I might take a minor in University. Being ambitious gets you crazy, ain't it? Truth is, it gets you going.&lt;/div&gt;So, there you go, finance for me! I'm going from Bill Nye the Science Guy to Rich Dad Poor Dad. If you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ozm9kCjiJgM" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Congratulations if I haven't tell you personally! We made it, we made it through high school, guys! Whatever results you got, you know, deep down inside, you've done your best and you're glad it's over. Lets conquer college, next!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-7792102693317494828?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/7792102693317494828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=7792102693317494828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/7792102693317494828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/7792102693317494828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-can-substitute-joy-happiness.html' title='What can substitute joy? Happiness.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qgZju821nXM/TY4TajVobjI/AAAAAAAAAsI/dAi4KPNmbl8/s72-c/193277_10150132597704026_798719025_6482017_7222195_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-8812642604260373216</id><published>2010-08-24T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T04:18:43.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indulge your eyes with Paolo Nutini</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.starpulse.com/Photos/Previews/Paolo-Nutini-wm04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.starpulse.com/Photos/Previews/Paolo-Nutini-wm04.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://designermagazine.tripod.com/PaoloNutiniLIVE6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://designermagazine.tripod.com/PaoloNutiniLIVE6.jpg" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00813/SNF29PAO2-280_813879a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00813/SNF29PAO2-280_813879a.jpg" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQW0fKb8XZRLqTd78SGozWK1kGlCOLmmOMv1fobaWLj99NdbM4&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__pP7KTOCBYVMUFjhvSc-IUOjyDkU=" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQW0fKb8XZRLqTd78SGozWK1kGlCOLmmOMv1fobaWLj99NdbM4&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__pP7KTOCBYVMUFjhvSc-IUOjyDkU=" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I blinded you with these mouth watering photos! If you haven't check out Scottish musician, Paolo Nutini (I know, his name sounded Italian), don't ever forgive yourself. That's a sin! Kidd. I just discovered him this year too as Paolo is badly publicised worldwide. Or was it just me? But recently, our national TV, 8TV broadcasted it, but I'm sure 3/4 of Malaysians weren't up yet. He deserves more publicity! Bring him here, or I'll slit my wrist! (okay, over dramatic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, you may ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because he's a music legend (he's only 23)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Give me a high-five if you decide to like him too or you liked him before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-8812642604260373216?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/8812642604260373216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=8812642604260373216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8812642604260373216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8812642604260373216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/08/indulge-your-eyes-with-paolo-nutini.html' title='Indulge your eyes with Paolo Nutini'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-2002611510972473899</id><published>2010-08-18T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T03:24:56.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua Radin the second</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/nickgunty"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/nickgunty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you like songs like Joshua's (he is phenomenal)&amp;nbsp; check this dude out. He possesses a quite similar style which is intriguing if you prefer acoustic + mellow tunes. And under rated musicians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-2002611510972473899?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/2002611510972473899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=2002611510972473899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2002611510972473899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2002611510972473899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/08/joshua-radin-second.html' title='Joshua Radin the second'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-1096858530009075176</id><published>2010-08-12T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T03:57:43.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Month, cherish it.</title><content type='html'>One month away to trials! Nerve wrecking, of course.&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Ramadhan muslims! May your fasting be rewarded in the afterlife.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like so like starving. (Goodness, that sounds Bimbo-atic)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-1096858530009075176?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/1096858530009075176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=1096858530009075176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1096858530009075176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1096858530009075176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/08/holy-month-cherish-it.html' title='Holy Month, cherish it.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-1754471932520394549</id><published>2010-07-02T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T06:27:41.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back, are you happy?</title><content type='html'>Dust.&lt;br /&gt;More dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long since I've been here again. I'm pretty sure nobody reads my blog anymore. I believed my blog was a sensation once upon a blue moon. I've lost it, haven't I? The touch of blogging. Apparently, blogging is not as cool as Twitter-ing now. Which is true, only that, Twitter limits it's user to very low quantity of words. Not suitable for people like me who likes to blab online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News, news. We grabbed the trophies! Two! 2 weeks worth of intensive practice, two WEEKS! That's how long I did my essay, by the way. Oh God, we made it didn't we? Senior year is looking brighter each day. Just that I need to game up my academic results.&lt;br /&gt;Last week also, I had an AFS interview which rocked as much as the Wind Orchestra Competition. Last week was certainly the highlight of my senior year so far. I'm collecting memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I migh or might not get the AFS scholarship but nonetheless, the experience of being alone in a room with two interviewers with loads of questions brought a fresh air to my life. I wonder why are people so scared of interviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next mission: Education Scholarships' interviews!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-1754471932520394549?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/1754471932520394549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=1754471932520394549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1754471932520394549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1754471932520394549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-back-are-you-happy.html' title='I&apos;m back, are you happy?'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-2320974058652803398</id><published>2010-05-10T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T02:03:38.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Copeland.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S-fJ548uLzI/AAAAAAAAArw/tB5iyymDKhw/s1600/aaron.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S-fJ548uLzI/AAAAAAAAArw/tB5iyymDKhw/s320/aaron.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aaron Marsh, lead singer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S-fJ2Yo0sxI/AAAAAAAAArY/tc9qwP04P6U/s1600/SDC12301+002_0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S-fJ2Yo0sxI/AAAAAAAAArY/tc9qwP04P6U/s400/SDC12301+002_0001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S-fJ3pMFZ9I/AAAAAAAAArg/g_VNX7p3Rqo/s1600/SDC12301+002_0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S-fJ3pMFZ9I/AAAAAAAAArg/g_VNX7p3Rqo/s400/SDC12301+002_0002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S-fJ41LjG2I/AAAAAAAAAro/cRb-Fuhnaqo/s1600/steve.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S-fJ41LjG2I/AAAAAAAAAro/cRb-Fuhnaqo/s400/steve.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_183809880"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_183809881"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stephen Laurenson, guitarist &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Photos above are from Copeland Farewell Tour Live in Kuala Lumpur 2010&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome band who deserves more fame, and it's sad to know that they're disbanding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A bunch of friendly faces with equuivalent personalities.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Love Copeland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PS Stephen Laurenson (guy above, I've been stalking him throughout the show) and his brother, Bryan formed a new band with Lydia singer. Check them out online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-2320974058652803398?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/2320974058652803398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=2320974058652803398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2320974058652803398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2320974058652803398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/05/farewell-copeland.html' title='Farewell Copeland.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S-fJ548uLzI/AAAAAAAAArw/tB5iyymDKhw/s72-c/aaron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-8166208233636986247</id><published>2010-04-18T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T04:23:20.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat, sleep, retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.themilitiagroup.com/militiagroup/medialab/796.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.themilitiagroup.com/militiagroup/medialab/796.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.baylor.edu/content/imglib/55214.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.baylor.edu/content/imglib/55214.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm surviving this week reluctantly. Got back my exam's results (except for Chemistry which will suck) and I'm not satisfied. On the brightside, I'll smile for getting the always average marks. I was destined to be an average Jane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding the photographs above, it's Copeland's album cover and Copeland themselves on the far right. They may not be the youngest and hippest band today, but they have the freshest songs! Fans of The Fray and Keane, will love them to bits. and They are coming to KL! Same place, Bentley's Auditorium, the exact place I was there March 21st ago for Kings Of Convenience. I'm pumped up for the show. Only thing is that I hope there will not be any crowd/group that came in a bunch. That'll piss me off because surely, they'll make a commotion there. The least is that they'd act like a bunch of....let's not curse, I think. My sister won a pair of tickets to Tokio Hotel's. Not going anyway. TH's a great band, seriously speaking, they produced intergalactic awesome songs. But their fans are worrying, in Malaysia I mean. There'll be troops of goths and wannabe Bill. No offense, I passed through the so called goth phase once upon a decade ago. I'm traumatized since All American Rejects'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still until today, I haven't pay a giddy isit to Book Excess. I saw photos of their store and people buying stacks of crispy looking fresh from the oven books!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-8166208233636986247?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/8166208233636986247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=8166208233636986247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8166208233636986247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8166208233636986247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/04/eat-sleep-retreat.html' title='Eat, sleep, retreat'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-1623519410542421946</id><published>2010-04-06T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T07:03:25.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Science is for loners.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S7s-_QmMgvI/AAAAAAAAAq4/uN1IStodEkE/s1600/25558_1096014097616_1744520717_184992_2357712_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S7s-_QmMgvI/AAAAAAAAAq4/uN1IStodEkE/s320/25558_1096014097616_1744520717_184992_2357712_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crap after Physics, Chemistry and Biology exam papers.&lt;br /&gt;They're a bunch of killer joy twats. Die die die you monstrous creatures. You killed my brain cells and make my life miserable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But then again, I chose to go for Science Stream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-1623519410542421946?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/1623519410542421946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=1623519410542421946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1623519410542421946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1623519410542421946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/04/science-is-for-loners.html' title='Science is for loners.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S7s-_QmMgvI/AAAAAAAAAq4/uN1IStodEkE/s72-c/25558_1096014097616_1744520717_184992_2357712_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-6286365344771892969</id><published>2010-04-02T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T03:59:30.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agendas; What lies beneath.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;One more excruciating week to go. I'm making a list of post-exams to-do's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to mail the AFS application form! Really, I've filled in those details but I truly don't know why aren't they in the mail post now. Procrastinating harms! I'd miss the dateline if I don't move my ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I need to exercise. Get the tummy fats all burn up. Swimming at night would be lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starts playing a new piano cover (and maybe record it?). Maybe recording is a bad idea. I'm such a camera shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save up those cash! Reluctantly, of course. I don't think I'll be able to go for Copeland's Show. Online booking? Seriously, those banking cheques are a pain in the bottom. Why can't they just sell them tickets the old fashioned way?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog about the recent Kings Of Convenience show I went to, ALONE! By 'recent' I mean, weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get my hands on the SLR again. It is getting dusty, I'm aware. Need to brush my captivating photographs' skill. Tutorials are on YOUTUBE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch DVD Blu-Ray movies! Lend me some worthwatching movie, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS No I did not include 'studying'. Happy-o-me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S7XNrq81owI/AAAAAAAAAqw/GhDDQQ_6R34/s1600/25823_105247032837458_100000564859104_139761_3445775_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S7XNrq81owI/AAAAAAAAAqw/GhDDQQ_6R34/s320/25823_105247032837458_100000564859104_139761_3445775_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_845048431"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_845048432"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-6286365344771892969?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/6286365344771892969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=6286365344771892969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6286365344771892969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6286365344771892969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/04/agendas-what-lies-beneath.html' title='Agendas; What lies beneath.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S7XNrq81owI/AAAAAAAAAqw/GhDDQQ_6R34/s72-c/25823_105247032837458_100000564859104_139761_3445775_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-3667152860267689498</id><published>2010-03-26T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T09:28:47.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm standing by my principle of writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Write because you feel like doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Don't write because &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;you have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-3667152860267689498?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/3667152860267689498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=3667152860267689498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/3667152860267689498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/3667152860267689498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-standing-by-my-principle-of-writing.html' title='I&apos;m standing by my principle of writing'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-3643911397211952906</id><published>2010-03-19T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T06:56:03.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want World Stage Malaysia again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S6OCTPHov4I/AAAAAAAAAqo/cgxkdfFFyV0/s1600-h/5609_123324791930_681091930_2908043_2324099_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S6OCTPHov4I/AAAAAAAAAqo/cgxkdfFFyV0/s400/5609_123324791930_681091930_2908043_2324099_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome time, awesome show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-3643911397211952906?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/3643911397211952906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=3643911397211952906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/3643911397211952906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/3643911397211952906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-world-stage-malaysia-again.html' title='I want World Stage Malaysia again'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S6OCTPHov4I/AAAAAAAAAqo/cgxkdfFFyV0/s72-c/5609_123324791930_681091930_2908043_2324099_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-4873247349909330072</id><published>2010-03-18T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:32:28.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters to Eliot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/th6Njr-qkq0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&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/th6Njr-qkq0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Eliot gets to live for 99 days and never uttered a single word. Watched this on Oprah. Touches my heart every time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-4873247349909330072?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/4873247349909330072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=4873247349909330072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4873247349909330072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4873247349909330072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/03/letters-to-eliot.html' title='Letters to Eliot.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-5479086293487443326</id><published>2010-03-12T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T03:50:23.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up call</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of all the sudden reality slaps I've had, this is the most crucial.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;SPM WAKE UP CALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Billions of congratulations for those who get satisfying results. Our time, next year, exactly a year from yesterday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Witnessing the result's reactions, we, the fifth formers, felt a sudden, 'keinsafan' to study. All of us were like, "I'm studying when I get home", "wei, jom study group", "OMG, this is scary wei" and things like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm one of those kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm determined. Hopefully it'll lasts at least for a few months from now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so ecstatic our class is in the finals. Worth of running around and sweating backstage. Stage Manager lah konon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BIG THUMBS UP to the classes of form 5s!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-5479086293487443326?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/5479086293487443326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=5479086293487443326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/5479086293487443326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/5479086293487443326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/03/wake-up-call.html' title='Wake up call'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-2957801605078404448</id><published>2010-03-06T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T03:46:03.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green, Red and Ryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kyttrodsjq1qzur5wo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kyttrodsjq1qzur5wo1_500.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loooooooong feet. Pretty odd? LOL at Ryan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His feet scare the fudge out of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-2957801605078404448?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/2957801605078404448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=2957801605078404448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2957801605078404448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2957801605078404448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/03/green-red-and-ryan.html' title='Green, Red and Ryan'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-6874912540193204460</id><published>2010-02-28T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T06:34:55.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi 5!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S4p-M_egy8I/AAAAAAAAAqg/rqstlCVxrbs/s1600-h/DSC03835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S4p-M_egy8I/AAAAAAAAAqg/rqstlCVxrbs/s320/DSC03835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dork on a trampoline.&lt;br /&gt;Darn it,&amp;nbsp; I demand for a trampoline like this in my house!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-6874912540193204460?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/6874912540193204460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=6874912540193204460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6874912540193204460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6874912540193204460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi-5.html' title='hi 5!'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S4p-M_egy8I/AAAAAAAAAqg/rqstlCVxrbs/s72-c/DSC03835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-5039087923354825370</id><published>2010-02-23T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:42:46.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, It's been a while.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ljA83zM8IIE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&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/ljA83zM8IIE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crazy about the hair.Steve Moakler is &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, himself, beautiful voice, amazing hair. I'm in awe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-5039087923354825370?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/5039087923354825370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=5039087923354825370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/5039087923354825370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/5039087923354825370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi-its-been-while.html' title='Hi, It&apos;s been a while.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-4877670032466719326</id><published>2010-02-18T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T19:04:05.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Holidays, part one.</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Last week, I was suprised with a small gathering at Modestos' Cap Square. Joey, Su Ann, Nisa, Manjira, Geetha, Intan, and her sister Yaya 'secretly' sneaked out of the school (after school lah) to Cap Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU GUYS! and those who can't come. THANKS YOU GUYS ARE THE GREATEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, is a busy busy week. Lots of open houses to attend. I'm done with one: Zkay's. Her steamboat was steamy and so sedap. Her place was 'serene' according to Joey. Really, her place was........dreamy. I bet it's quite romantic at night. Stephy did a couple or rounds, as in menambah food. Speaking of which, Alex and his friend was really wasted yesterday. Point is, do not go to malls or crowded places when you're not sober. You won't be able to walk straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Su Ann's! I wanna go on the trampoline. Hopefully, pretty photos will be posted here. I'm bringing SLR. Bulky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E.R&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-4877670032466719326?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/4877670032466719326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=4877670032466719326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4877670032466719326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4877670032466719326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/02/of-holidays-part-one.html' title='Of Holidays, part one.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-8742231570212174679</id><published>2010-02-05T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T04:53:00.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three E's and soulmates.</title><content type='html'>The weekends are approaching! Weekends to me are like normal days but minus the uniforms and staying back at school. Tuition all day, studying all day. I must get straight As for Diagnostic. MUST. If otherwise, I'd surely be banned from shows/concerts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.exclaim.ca/images/up-kingsconvenienceLG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://www.exclaim.ca/images/up-kingsconvenienceLG.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, bought a ticket to&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt; Kings Of Convenience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Yes, A TICKET. I don't mind going alone since it's an indoor event. No jumpings and moshing. Not like All American Rejects' show in KL last year, the people are insane I tell you. I'm just lucky I'm still alive. Talk about lots and lots of photos, and you bet I'm going to stand front row man. Seeing Erlend and Eirik singing and strumming live is heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs recommendation for you mellow listeners, go download Dan Wilson's breathless. The song's awesome, just to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sick the whole week. My mucus is thick and yellow-ish. Gross but nice to see, they're pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a self-portrait passport photo for AFS application. I'm begging my sister to take it for me. I hate public photo booths where they take passport photos of you. DIY is better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-8742231570212174679?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/8742231570212174679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=8742231570212174679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8742231570212174679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8742231570212174679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/02/three-es-and-soulmates.html' title='Three E&apos;s and soulmates.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-4873011905653646784</id><published>2010-01-23T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T02:01:16.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter to a hero.</title><content type='html'>Dear Atuk,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little melancholy today. 23rd January. It's been a year, Grandaddy. I miss you badly. Bummer though that you won't see my straight (hopefully) teeth after removing braces this upcoming May or so. No more Ugly Betty-ish like you've said it. Well, have fun in heaven and don't forget us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-4873011905653646784?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/4873011905653646784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=4873011905653646784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4873011905653646784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4873011905653646784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/01/letter-to-hero.html' title='A letter to a hero.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-7995140291584673150</id><published>2010-01-22T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T07:54:05.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A gift from me to Hoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs27/300W/f/2008/178/3/5/35382efca57bd0272f55e75fb4581673.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="393" src="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs27/300W/f/2008/178/3/5/35382efca57bd0272f55e75fb4581673.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;I'm making a mix tape but with CD. Cassettes are rare nowadays and much more expensive than CDs where you could get them for like less than RM1.20. Cheaper than teh-oh-ais-limau-taknak-ais. I'm going to make a CD each month so that I could refer back to what sorts of tunes I listened to and how I progress with music and make graphs perhaps.....? Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On second thought, I should take psychology in college cause I like to observe people and analyze them.&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;No, analyzing is not judging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I won't judge people starting from now onwards 'cause I know how it feels like to be judged.&lt;br /&gt;Terrible.&amp;nbsp; &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/6086399818591257720-7995140291584673150?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/7995140291584673150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=7995140291584673150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/7995140291584673150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/7995140291584673150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/01/gift-from-me-to-hoo.html' title='A gift from me to Hoo'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-1556509612575444707</id><published>2010-01-22T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T02:40:41.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you go $!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_kwklwxP3731qzur5wo1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=0RYTHV9YYQ4W5Q3HQMG2&amp;amp;Expires=1264238837&amp;amp;Signature=TAW5ZNsmfZ0is57lDQb4GpeDviQ%3D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_kwklwxP3731qzur5wo1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=0RYTHV9YYQ4W5Q3HQMG2&amp;amp;Expires=1264238837&amp;amp;Signature=TAW5ZNsmfZ0is57lDQb4GpeDviQ%3D" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Spencer Smith and Brendon Urie during the baby years. Hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've never felt so cash-less before. Perhaps once or twice, but not more! Raya money, zapa-doo-dah kapoosh. I need so much stuffs now and they involve cold hard cash! First and foremost, I need to buy dad's present, and my sister's last year's birthday present which I have yet to buy for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I've been longing to buy is Raygun's CD which is so hard to find in any ordinary cd stores, they only sell it at Rock Corner outlets. Also, I want Pretty.Odd CD. Blame me badly cause I downloaded the songs online and I'm feeling guilty to Decaydance/Fueled By Ramen so I was thinking of buying the CD to make up for it and to add my PATD's collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, color guard's uniform, band's new uniforms and more birthdays coming up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And, new clothes. Everyone needs new clothes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S1l_TynPG9I/AAAAAAAAAqY/j3URxyhSwZA/s1600-h/_DSC3415.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S1l_TynPG9I/AAAAAAAAAqY/j3URxyhSwZA/s320/_DSC3415.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I think Joyah took this in Titiwangsa. Whoever Mamat &amp;amp; Zura is... &lt;/span&gt;&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;Lust. Aquarians are full of lusts. &amp;amp; often in money debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, go shoot the stars.&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/6086399818591257720-1556509612575444707?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/1556509612575444707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=1556509612575444707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1556509612575444707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1556509612575444707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-you-go.html' title='Don&apos;t you go $!'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/S1l_TynPG9I/AAAAAAAAAqY/j3URxyhSwZA/s72-c/_DSC3415.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-7887131398711888173</id><published>2010-01-19T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T04:50:33.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say RyHo, RyHo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://20.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kwd138bBRW1qzur5wo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://20.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kwd138bBRW1qzur5wo1_500.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://22.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kwd4qspUT81qzur5wo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://22.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kwd4qspUT81qzur5wo1_400.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;The Before &amp;amp; After Ryan Ross. Also, the Good &amp;amp; the Bad George Ryan.&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;I casted my vote on the Before. He's coke-free and Zberg's-free once upon a time.&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/6086399818591257720-7887131398711888173?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/7887131398711888173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=7887131398711888173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/7887131398711888173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/7887131398711888173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/01/say-ryho-ryho.html' title='Say RyHo, RyHo....'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-5034983598331205339</id><published>2010-01-09T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T06:41:09.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange the silence of Odds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tribute.ca/tribute_objects/images/movies/Adam/Adam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://www.tribute.ca/tribute_objects/images/movies/Adam/Adam.jpg" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;I won't bore you with just another life-journal post. You must be exhaling the sigh of relief. I could bet.&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;Anyhow, the reason I'm here is just to do a quick review of the movie, Adam. Not 'Ah-dam', but 'Ay-dem'. Hugh Darcy's in it! Remember, Prince Char in Enchanted and Luke Brandon in Confessions of a Shopaholic? Speaking of which, I read the sequel to the Confession of a Shopaholic and I'm proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's called the Shopaholic Abroad. So much drama in the second book. Back to the movie, it's another slow-sad story but with how it developed after the mid-movie is really inspiring. Of course, Teenage Dirtbag still tops my list.&lt;br /&gt;So, go watch &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Adam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; if you're into sorrow and zany movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Asperger people rocks! &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/6086399818591257720-5034983598331205339?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/5034983598331205339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=5034983598331205339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/5034983598331205339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/5034983598331205339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/01/strange-silence-of-odds.html' title='Strange the silence of Odds.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-1830923299710040192</id><published>2010-01-05T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T04:07:08.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're talking to a senior.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi. It's day two of senior year. Guess what, I am sitting at the back of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again, for the past 3 years eversince form 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But these past two years, less singing, less gossiping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss singing with the vain people of the A class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life's gotta get moving, it's not like you could rewind the scene. It will only happen once and that's all you get. I've to stop complaining, makes me cranky.&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;Twitter is so much fun and so much blabbing, I lav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.musicclub.it/foto/ki/big/KINGS_OF_CONVENIENCE_bn3.tif.big.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://images.musicclub.it/foto/ki/big/KINGS_OF_CONVENIENCE_bn3.tif.big.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PS,&amp;nbsp; wanna go for Kings of Convenience show in March! But heck, I'm cash-less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-1830923299710040192?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/1830923299710040192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=1830923299710040192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1830923299710040192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1830923299710040192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/01/youre-talking-to-senior.html' title='You&apos;re talking to a senior.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-6411555132587738465</id><published>2010-01-03T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T05:55:26.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aquarius rule the water.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span name="KonaFilter"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am Water.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span name="KonaFilter"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span name="KonaFilter"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Emotions&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Emotional experiences and dealing with emotions themselves tends to be difficult for the Aquarius. This seemingly&lt;b&gt; emotional detachment is what tends to make the Aquarian appear a bit cold and remote when it comes to deeply emotional&lt;/b&gt; experiences. It isn't that Aquarians are unemotional people in general, it just &lt;b&gt;takes them awhile to really let people into their lives&lt;/b&gt;. Once they let their guard down, Aquarians are very passionate and loyal people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, now&lt;i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;Stop blaming me if I'm&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;unemotional / cold&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt; I'm an Aquarian for God's sake. I'm naturally cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make that &lt;b&gt;5 people&lt;/b&gt; who called me cold/heartless/anti-social/etc., so far.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Still counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, heck, douse the light!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-6411555132587738465?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/6411555132587738465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=6411555132587738465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6411555132587738465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6411555132587738465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2010/01/aquarius-rule-water.html' title='Aquarius rule the water.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-6579001333977931843</id><published>2009-12-31T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T03:24:17.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryden is love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://21.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kvhc2rMWDC1qzzawio1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://21.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kvhc2rMWDC1qzzawio1_500.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Exactly what I'd say.&lt;/span&gt;&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Happy New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May 2010 be less crappy than 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-6579001333977931843?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/6579001333977931843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=6579001333977931843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6579001333977931843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6579001333977931843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/12/ryden-is-love.html' title='Ryden is love'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-634308366344190961</id><published>2009-12-28T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T08:47:10.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Midnight here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Szjd7Ecwx9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/BbZYATWbqcE/s1600-h/n1125801746_30118891_6897.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Szjd7Ecwx9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/BbZYATWbqcE/s320/n1125801746_30118891_6897.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Got this from Ms Sarah's FB. Those are us, the 3 A kids, bunched up in the middle.&lt;/span&gt;&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;&amp;nbsp;Girlf, Chong Joyah Jondi Bank (yes, that's her new last name) and yours truly's MSN convo. She's proud of me 'cause I :&lt;br /&gt;a. Recently I like to go online past 12&lt;br /&gt;b. I slept alone on the top floor of my unstable wooden bunk bed (okay my sister slept in the same room but who cares)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point is, I never slept alone before. If I did, I'd turn the light on. A bit childish, can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SzjdyR5xH_I/AAAAAAAAAp4/4fp8NZYyPw8/s1600-h/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SzjdyR5xH_I/AAAAAAAAAp4/4fp8NZYyPw8/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Szjd0O6hI8I/AAAAAAAAAqA/qx-u33Y8G_g/s1600-h/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Szjd0O6hI8I/AAAAAAAAAqA/qx-u33Y8G_g/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Szjd1CnMJOI/AAAAAAAAAqI/5aPxRc7g-TU/s1600-h/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Szjd1CnMJOI/AAAAAAAAAqI/5aPxRc7g-TU/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take three and presenting, my personal imaginary gay boyf, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Jesse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. He has massive curly hair.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sidenote:&amp;nbsp; Nasha is a great singer (heard her on MSN) and I'd like to give a record deal when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have my own music label.&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/6086399818591257720-634308366344190961?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/634308366344190961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=634308366344190961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/634308366344190961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/634308366344190961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-midnight-here.html' title='It&apos;s Midnight here.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Szjd7Ecwx9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/BbZYATWbqcE/s72-c/n1125801746_30118891_6897.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-8849334039461099457</id><published>2009-12-24T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T06:39:49.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies of all mankinds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.begifty.com/162900.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.begifty.com/162900.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Go and indulge this girls/gays, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Merry ChrissyMas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No present for the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean, the non-gays.&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/6086399818591257720-8849334039461099457?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/8849334039461099457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=8849334039461099457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8849334039461099457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8849334039461099457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/12/ladies-of-all-mankinds.html' title='Ladies of all mankinds.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-1685444700195892622</id><published>2009-12-20T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T21:26:30.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I own H. Photown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sy8GuWec2XI/AAAAAAAAApo/9h4tVu7vLyM/s1600-h/14259_1315669090848_1204346464_933072_5497662_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sy8GuWec2XI/AAAAAAAAApo/9h4tVu7vLyM/s400/14259_1315669090848_1204346464_933072_5497662_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sy8G-givkOI/AAAAAAAAApw/fDiUnCK85j4/s1600-h/14259_1315668730839_1204346464_933063_2746388_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sy8G-givkOI/AAAAAAAAApw/fDiUnCK85j4/s320/14259_1315668730839_1204346464_933063_2746388_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Penang skies&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/6086399818591257720-1685444700195892622?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/1685444700195892622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=1685444700195892622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1685444700195892622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1685444700195892622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-own-h-photown.html' title='I own H. Photown'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sy8GuWec2XI/AAAAAAAAApo/9h4tVu7vLyM/s72-c/14259_1315669090848_1204346464_933072_5497662_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-46037214720281613</id><published>2009-12-20T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T00:36:11.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death is fleeting... Love lasts forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.impawards.com/2009/posters/teenage_dirtbag.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://www.impawards.com/2009/posters/teenage_dirtbag.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="main_head"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="main_head"&gt;I                 am One of Them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A squirrel, two sparrows.&lt;br /&gt;A crippled dog.&lt;br /&gt;Hit. Grasp, save, grasp, hit, miss.&lt;br /&gt;Miss. Miss again.&lt;br /&gt;And I see your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Fur, feathers. Blood. And that noise.&lt;br /&gt;Tree, fence, sunshine. Miss. Save.&lt;br /&gt;Hit. Hit again. And that noise.&lt;br /&gt;Sparrow.&lt;br /&gt;I’d pick you up from the grass. &lt;br /&gt;But there’s nowhere to take you...&lt;br /&gt;I am one of them.&lt;br /&gt;Sister of mine, don’t worry.&lt;br /&gt;Hit, miss, save.&lt;br /&gt;Skin, bruises, blood.&lt;br /&gt;And I see your eyes too, Sister.&lt;br /&gt;I say don’t worry, but what am I going to do?&lt;br /&gt;I’d pick you up, but where would I take you?&lt;br /&gt;I am one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How beautiful is that?! I watched Teenage Dirtbag and I'd strongly say, the movie made me think twice about how life is. The movie potrayed two different characters all together and they have this weird sort of relationship. I had never focused on a movie like this before, really! Funny story, I wrote a few poems yesternight (I know, &lt;i&gt;jambu gila kan&lt;/i&gt; huh?) and today, I'm watching a movie with heart-breaking and deep-meaning poetries. Scott Michael Foster(Cappie in Greek tv series) is an awesome actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Very rock&amp;amp;roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The poem above is taken from the movie and it's one of the best poem ever I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.listal.com/image/434237/350-scott-michael-foster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img.listal.com/image/434237/350-scott-michael-foster.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Scott Michael Foster is goofy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go watch &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Teenage Dirtbag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; if you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Love creative writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Appreciate wonderful &amp;amp; meaningful words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Like alternative rocksoundtracks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. LOVE THE MONSTROSITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Abnormalist &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahhhhhh, best movie ever. Charlie Bartlett now down to second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS I'm still unraveling about the ending. Though I don't really get the ending that much, I wont search the net for answers. I love mysteries and I'll make my own theories. Be original.&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/6086399818591257720-46037214720281613?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/46037214720281613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=46037214720281613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/46037214720281613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/46037214720281613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/12/death-is-fleeting-love-lasts-forever.html' title='Death is fleeting... Love lasts forever.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-2411473816454950903</id><published>2009-12-15T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T06:52:45.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brooding hair.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jFbqtsH14W8/SKJXjzsfkZI/AAAAAAAAB2g/Ft9YUZNSh-k/s1600/Adam+Brody.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jFbqtsH14W8/SKJXjzsfkZI/AAAAAAAAB2g/Ft9YUZNSh-k/s400/Adam+Brody.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I just feel like posting a photo of Adam Brody on my blog after watching In The Land of &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bye//&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-2411473816454950903?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/2411473816454950903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=2411473816454950903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2411473816454950903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2411473816454950903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/12/brooding-hair.html' title='Brooding hair.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jFbqtsH14W8/SKJXjzsfkZI/AAAAAAAAB2g/Ft9YUZNSh-k/s72-c/Adam+Brody.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-1549649007523203783</id><published>2009-11-30T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T04:12:36.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter is amazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SxO2E1KBSDI/AAAAAAAAApg/teofQiYXRFo/s1600/twitter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SxO2E1KBSDI/AAAAAAAAApg/teofQiYXRFo/s640/twitter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Oh look, look! Dougie Poynter's of McFly is on trending topic. Of course, I contributed to it aswell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Doug.&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;PS Read his comment on the trending topic above. His username is @dougiemcfly&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;BTW, follow me @theabsoluteera&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/6086399818591257720-1549649007523203783?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/1549649007523203783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=1549649007523203783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1549649007523203783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1549649007523203783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/11/twitter-is-amazing.html' title='Twitter is amazing'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SxO2E1KBSDI/AAAAAAAAApg/teofQiYXRFo/s72-c/twitter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-3869260968988879191</id><published>2009-11-27T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T04:43:41.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't hate the movie NM.</title><content type='html'>Dear people from all walks of life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;New Moon&lt;/b&gt; wasn't that bad you know. Chris Weitz did a pretty good job. But really, you guys shouldn't make a big deal out of it. I'm pretty positive that making the movie was &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;HARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and there are lots and lots of Twilight Saga fans to be satisfy. You and I both know it's impossible to content EVERY twilighters in so many ways. What's with the cast or the directing or script or the storyline. Do you think they could do ALL of the scenes there in the books. Come on, stop complaining. If you don't like the movie then bear with it. The production team sure put their heart out for the movie and a lot of cash to be spent on (based on @saraharina's twitter, they managed to get hundreds of millions in the first week!). If you guys hated it so much, then I advised you &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; NOT watch Eclipse&lt;/span&gt; when it's out. I mean it. Literally. Cause I know you'll be saying, "Eclipse's ending is that, WTF they cut out many scenes!, what's with (insert name)'s hair, body, whatever crap." Truthfully, I was just like you when Twilight first came out. But after a year of contemplating and deep thinking, I was wrong. I shouldn't have complained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;If you like it then good. If you don't : SHUT UP man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I don't LOVE the movie either but I'm okay with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more vital advice: Try putting yourself in the screenwriters and director's place. You'll be sweating ass. Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This isn't meant for any particular person. Just for the ones who weren't satisfied with the movie. No hard feelings I hope.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wearemoviegeeks.com/wp-content/new-moon-alec.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://wearemoviegeeks.com/wp-content/new-moon-alec.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/6000000/new-moon-poster-alec-new-moon-6070951-405-594.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/6000000/new-moon-poster-alec-new-moon-6070951-405-594.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Team Cameron Bright all the way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Take care &amp;amp; I wanna go eat delicious Indian food. Naan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Maybe they shouldn't do anymore movies based on books, don't you think? Since it will totally bugs most people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-3869260968988879191?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/3869260968988879191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=3869260968988879191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/3869260968988879191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/3869260968988879191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-hate-movie-nm.html' title='Don&apos;t hate the movie NM.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-2706050547431626249</id><published>2009-11-24T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T22:28:08.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you like to dance, check them out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/500/23389835/Hot+Chelle+Rae.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/500/23389835/Hot+Chelle+Rae.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://theywillrockyou.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/hcrmain1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://theywillrockyou.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/hcrmain1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you guys heard of Hot Chelle Rae? Well, now you have! Facebook friends, You might've seen me 'like' their video called 'I like to dance' featuring Stehanie Pratt from The Hills at the beginning of the video. She looked unrecognizable at first but then her voice confirmed herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay back to 'pow-wow ing ' about the band. They are the sons of famous Nashville songwriters and Grammy nominated guitarist. The daddies produced great genetics and they surely carried good DNAs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the looks of it!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The frontman is R.K Follese, drummer is his own brother Jamie Follese, guitar player, Nash and bass is Ian.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nonetheless, looks won't matter if your band still suck. But hey, this band has it all. Looks, great style, fresh tunes, amazing guitar riffs, awesome lyrics. They have yet made it big (at least in Asia) like other pop/dance/rock bands but they WILL. Once they hit the radio, you won't be able to get rid of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Really, one thing I hate about radio stations is that the songs are seriosly over played and some are not up to par. Not to name a few but there are bands/singers made it big. The radio stations played their songs for popularity's sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then again, how to make it big without the presence of these radios huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One point there.&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;Fellow mankinds, fret not, this world has a lot of spaces for any kind of music to gain recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Long live music.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Add Hot Chelle Rae on myspace.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-2706050547431626249?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/2706050547431626249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=2706050547431626249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2706050547431626249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2706050547431626249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-you-like-to-dance-check-them-out.html' title='If you like to dance, check them out.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-1995543883557967399</id><published>2009-11-21T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T21:30:22.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got something to say #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'm just,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Camera Shy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-1995543883557967399?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/1995543883557967399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=1995543883557967399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1995543883557967399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1995543883557967399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-got-something-to-say-1.html' title='I&apos;ve got something to say #1'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-32548884878613159</id><published>2009-11-20T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T06:09:15.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart P!ATD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Swah6-l-u_I/AAAAAAAAApY/IA4giqrFxzI/s1600/a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Swah6-l-u_I/AAAAAAAAApY/IA4giqrFxzI/s640/a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is how my desktop look like, at the moment. Loving it. Credits to the creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;amp; Yes, I reinstalled The Sims 2 yet again. Holidays are approaching, and it means The Sims marathon time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS don't mind the Chinese shortcuts. They're my dad's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-32548884878613159?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/32548884878613159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=32548884878613159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/32548884878613159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/32548884878613159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-heart-patd.html' title='I heart P!ATD'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Swah6-l-u_I/AAAAAAAAApY/IA4giqrFxzI/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-1286556147818806153</id><published>2009-11-19T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T03:35:29.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROB or BRENDON? BRENDON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://15.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kroq5nRnzH1qzur5wo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://15.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kroq5nRnzH1qzur5wo1_500.jpg" width="472" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A whoop of big THANK YOU to Azimah Azman for&amp;nbsp; the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, I'll be checking the site everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Delicious.&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/6086399818591257720-1286556147818806153?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/1286556147818806153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=1286556147818806153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1286556147818806153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1286556147818806153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/11/rob-or-brendon-brendon.html' title='ROB or BRENDON? BRENDON!'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-5574982551826888542</id><published>2009-11-18T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T06:23:44.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a lil' message,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'm not blogging &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;until......&lt;/span&gt;&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;span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;whenever I wanted to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Deal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-5574982551826888542?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/5574982551826888542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=5574982551826888542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/5574982551826888542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/5574982551826888542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-lil.html' title='Just a lil&apos; message,'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-3048292456315856637</id><published>2009-11-06T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T04:55:10.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One hand-painted human, please?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs50/300W/f/2009/309/4/f/Poindexter_Farms_by_Red_J.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs50/300W/f/2009/309/4/f/Poindexter_Farms_by_Red_J.jpg" width="299" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It would be helluva cool if I could draw THIS good. The kind of painter I am is the one who's able to draw a silly looking stickman and probably a nice cottage house with trees and armful of clouds around. That's about it I think. All I have to do is that I should get over the fact that I'm not aritisticallt gifted. Miss Sarah's quote perfected the previous sentence, "Life's Unfair, Live With it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the principal gladly complimented our class' end-year exam's result. Too bas Ms Ma wasn't in school, if she was, she'd jump off the stage and do a split (no, I'm just being extra theatrical). In a way, my mood was lifted automatically, and I've got my spirit to learn once again! My brain cells almost called it quit, but I refrained!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The forum went well, too. We was good, as commented. I wasn't nervous, like I always do. I stuterred, likewise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had fun practicing today! The whole band had fun marching around the school, canteen included! Even the canteen operators made their way out of the stall to clap for us. Though we sounded bad, I sounded bad, it was fuuuuun. Just wanna get this concert over with ASAP man.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-3048292456315856637?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/3048292456315856637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=3048292456315856637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/3048292456315856637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/3048292456315856637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-hand-painted-human-please.html' title='One hand-painted human, please?'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-389903059455443113</id><published>2009-10-25T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T03:36:54.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm having an affair with Mr Internet.</title><content type='html'>The mister I mentioned (on the title) has no surname/lastname. How unique the internet is to achieve this much of fame and indeed, well known and well-liked. No matter how crazy out-of-the-mind, pathetic you think I am, I don't even give a crap to you, you or you! (points at everybody)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm pathetic. A little. A lot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stressing out here that none of us really value having full-access to internet in our home. Yes, I'm one of those. I practically LIVING the internet. I'm socially unstable.&lt;br /&gt;You see, having internet is like having Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's (Tesco finally has stocks of them), no matter how authentic it is, how slow, how retarded, how how how....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WOULD OUR LIVES BE WITHOUT THEM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disability of NOT having the privileged of the access at home is a minus point. Some of us have to go to the CyberCafe and threw a bunch of Ringgits for the sake of logging into Facebook. See where I'm getting at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, beloved blog readers, bear in mind that we (most of us) are blessed with parents who are willing to subscribe to Broadband (or whatever you're having) whilst those unfortunates out there in Africa, or the Outback, or even here in our sacred country (ceh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are dying. DYING!&lt;br /&gt;Literally! Not dying out of porns. Don't go and watch porn. Internet isn't for contenting your hormonal lust. Go watch inspiring videos on youtube instead. Or &lt;b style="color: purple;"&gt;Ugly Betty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;or some (new season!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs37/300W/f/2008/271/c/b/Horrors_Of_The_Internet_part_2_by_Wicabeth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs37/300W/f/2008/271/c/b/Horrors_Of_The_Internet_part_2_by_Wicabeth.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finished with the preach. Sayonara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-389903059455443113?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/389903059455443113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=389903059455443113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/389903059455443113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/389903059455443113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-having-affair-with-mr-internet.html' title='I&apos;m having an affair with Mr Internet.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-4708260070334811355</id><published>2009-10-17T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T05:40:11.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brady Bunch - The drag version</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs49/300W/f/2009/164/3/d/Drag_Queen_Brady_Bunch_by_Daleh1988.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="346" src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs49/300W/f/2009/164/3/d/Drag_Queen_Brady_Bunch_by_Daleh1988.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-4708260070334811355?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/4708260070334811355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=4708260070334811355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4708260070334811355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4708260070334811355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/10/brady-bunch-drag-version.html' title='Brady Bunch - The drag version'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-2528434002067735513</id><published>2009-10-17T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T05:37:13.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just spell HOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs43/300W/f/2009/130/4/6/Drag_Queen_I_by_X_GloomCookie_X.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs43/300W/f/2009/130/4/6/Drag_Queen_I_by_X_GloomCookie_X.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-2528434002067735513?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/2528434002067735513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=2528434002067735513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2528434002067735513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2528434002067735513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-spell-hot.html' title='Just spell HOT'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-689634674211460601</id><published>2009-10-16T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T06:28:12.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Needles and Threads</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sthy7hxcewI/AAAAAAAAApQ/PCQhCav3QCE/s1600-h/DSC01943.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sthy7hxcewI/AAAAAAAAApQ/PCQhCav3QCE/s320/DSC01943.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I experimented with the camera today. Loving the b&amp;amp;w function, it makes the photo looked a little classy and classic. I love vintage looking photographs, to tell you. Sucks my dad's old film camera can't how function anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm very lucky I survived today because I nearly die out of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;I baked brownies today and it did not turned out how i imagined it to be.&lt;br /&gt;I dropped my phone a couple of times today.&lt;br /&gt;I watched a lot of Rachel Allen : Bake!&amp;nbsp; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized I used too much 'today' word today.&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-689634674211460601?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/689634674211460601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=689634674211460601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/689634674211460601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/689634674211460601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/10/needles-and-threads.html' title='Needles and Threads'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sthy7hxcewI/AAAAAAAAApQ/PCQhCav3QCE/s72-c/DSC01943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-1573129094927862577</id><published>2009-10-15T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T06:44:03.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A BIG BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; shout out to my great bestbuddy on the great dying planet, Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy sixteenth birthday!&lt;br /&gt;May you have a long sexy life, no wrinkles in the 30's &amp;amp; get a hot gay boyfriend soon.&lt;br /&gt;Love you, Chong Joey alias Joyah Jondi/askar kering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yak'ak' aw and peace to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-1573129094927862577?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/1573129094927862577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=1573129094927862577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1573129094927862577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1573129094927862577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/10/big-birthday-shout-out-to-my-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-2653479488016461224</id><published>2009-10-15T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T06:28:17.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You might not understand my preach.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a great relieve that finals' almost over. Imagine the if the stress starts accumulating in you for a couple of weeks, what more a month? I can't and I DON'T wanna imagine what the fifth formers are going through now. Soon enough, I'll be going through the sidewalk to the purgatory too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must've suck much, ey? I'm about to throw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the future may be, there's still air to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you keeping up with me? Cause I know you're wondering what the Frankenstein am I trashing now right? Told you earlier. I hate direct speaking. It's much more fun to talk in the words of the sage people. Brainiacs kick some butt off, let's not make fun of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm marginally went 45 degrees off the topic I'm about to start.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just wanna make a general statement (so that confusion won't occur, not that it would anyways) that I won't be able to crap that much anymore on this blog of mine. My computer was attacked, literally by a virus, not fungi, mind you. Wait, fungi isn't a virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, so that's that. This blog won't die, believe me. I love &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;greenlight&lt;/span&gt; more than I love Tristen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, save the sweats little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : I'll still update my Twitter and FB and MS as frequent as I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-2653479488016461224?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/2653479488016461224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=2653479488016461224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2653479488016461224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2653479488016461224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-might-not-understand-my-preach.html' title='You might not understand my preach.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-2819947748899686378</id><published>2009-09-24T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T20:47:47.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My journey in Music (So far!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never realized how much I love music tunes. Not until I'm 10 or 11. I was not a music fan back then. Blind as I was, I found music deep inside my soul (corny) the first time I touched the piano. I'm a disaster in playing instruments. Piano, trombone....you name it. I'll end up halfway and gave up once I could not play the right note. Until then, I was influenced mainly by my older sister. She introduced me to REAL music. Those were the 90's, I think I was around 8-9 years old. Man, boybands were the IT thing in the music industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.discogs.com/image/A-390722-1133350912.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://www.discogs.com/image/A-390722-1133350912.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;O-town!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up a little and found rock when I was 12. Linkin Park and those punk rock groups, I was literally speaking, OBSESSED with them! Inn the mean while some people introduced a little rap music. Yes, those were the times. Check out my Hotmail's email address, and you'll know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/pics/images/g/good_charlotte-6837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 404px;" src="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/pics/images/g/good_charlotte-6837.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Good Charlotte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2006, Panic! at the disco made it into this business. I was startled by their I write Sins Not Tragedies video. It was on MTV and I fell in love with the model (who played the groom in the video) whom I thought was the lead singer. I got confused. No he wasn't Brendon urie.&lt;br /&gt;They were practically all over Myspace. So I checked out their Myspace Page to see what was so compelling about those 4 circus maniacs wannabes. It all came down at that point : I was IN LOVE with Brendon! Okay, maybe Ryan Ross was my choice after 3 months knowing PATD. I switched my fav member with my sister (we have the tendency to 'cop' a guy each in every band we know), and so I sticked to RyRo. He was a delicious young bloke, straightened hair, dark eyemakeup. Again, I was obsessed! I still am, and proud of my obsession of PATD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/59/210384509_1f3bec0cec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 408px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/59/210384509_1f3bec0cec.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Panic! At The Disco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved on into something more sophisticated. Alternative Rock. Probably caused by TV series, The OC, OTH, Roswell (I love Michael!), just to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2008 or 07, I listen to a LOT of quirky songs. Of course, JUNO's soundtrack was my favorite. Not long after that, Indie music had taken over the world. They were everywhere. Myspace, Hitz.fm, MTV.....they invaded the industry. Especially in Malaysia. I have no idea how or when it started. It just KAPOOOSH! and everyone was wearing colored skinny pants. Anyhow, some of the indie-type music I listened to was from The Pigeon Detectives, Arctic Monkey. Gossip Girl is famous for indie music soundtracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3252/2775371259_a2302732b8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3252/2775371259_a2302732b8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3OH!3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, experimental music and electro-pop-rock grabbed the eyes of the beholders currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'd like to say my gratitudes to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as you all could clearly see, Rock music made a comeback, thanks to Stephenie Meyer and her influenced of Muse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Adam lambert too for bringing back the dark glam goth image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No thanks to PATD's second album, Pretty.Odd, for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; making me lost interest with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Brendon and Spencer for coming back with a catchy tune, New Perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to MTV World Stage, I found Raygun.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to WS too that I began to like AAR even more.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to WS that made Estranged an international act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No thanks to whoever organized BLG's so called tour in Malaysia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They have something against us, the 'below 21'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-2819947748899686378?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/2819947748899686378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=2819947748899686378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2819947748899686378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2819947748899686378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-journey-in-music-so-far.html' title='My journey in Music (So far!)'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/59/210384509_1f3bec0cec_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-1275567681588478779</id><published>2009-09-17T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T06:05:49.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxxie the Beautiful Gay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mitchhewer.net/gallery/albums/userpics/14udwr6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 399px;" src="http://mitchhewer.net/gallery/albums/userpics/14udwr6.jpg" alt="" 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/6086399818591257720-1275567681588478779?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/1275567681588478779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=1275567681588478779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1275567681588478779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1275567681588478779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/09/maxxie-beautiful-gay.html' title='Maxxie the Beautiful Gay'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-8229504560707550121</id><published>2009-09-16T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T05:57:44.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's under your SKINS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images1.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/Tony-skins-1083289_510_383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 510px; height: 383px;" src="http://images1.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/Tony-skins-1083289_510_383.jpg" alt="" 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/6086399818591257720-8229504560707550121?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/8229504560707550121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=8229504560707550121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8229504560707550121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8229504560707550121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-under-your-skins.html' title='What&apos;s under your SKINS?'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-8453793797821899030</id><published>2009-09-12T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T04:14:44.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LC, Lo, Audrina, Speidi, Brody, Stephanie, Frankie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/k/im_sigg6x702Z4kKGdDIFxPWf5wWQ---y626-x495-q75-n1/omg/us/img/cb/3f/1939337351_13477388605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 407px; height: 626px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/k/im_sigg6x702Z4kKGdDIFxPWf5wWQ---y626-x495-q75-n1/omg/us/img/cb/3f/1939337351_13477388605.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to confess. I need to come clean. I need to purify myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I....I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried on the last episode of The Hills!&lt;br /&gt;No there's nothing wrong with your bulgy eyes, it is true. The Hills made it through 5 seasons. Lauren Conrad (formerly as LC in Laguna Beach) had gone through on and off relationships, cat fights, cried out loud, met new socialites. MTV Asia is one season behind. So, I had to watch them online. Speidi (I'm a celebrity get me out of here!) got married and the bitch from Laguna Beach, Kristi Cavallari is back and going to take over The Hills season 6. Dude, is she's always the substitute? She's your hater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mind me for liking girlie reality shows (also, The City is a favorite) I find them very comforting. You name it, I watch it! Kimora Life in The Fab Lane, Living Lohan, MTV MADE (watch the Model Challenge episode!), Pregnant at 16, model reality shows (ANTM, Janice Dickinson's, Make Me a Supermodel), The Shot, The Kardashians....you wouldn't wanna know the rest of the list because it's going to take lightyears !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I live my own reality show. Just the ones that nobody would watch because it would be deadly boring. I know reality shows like The Hills, The City and Real Orange County's series&lt;br /&gt;are not exactly a reality. The production sort of edited the story line and the characters/actors are forced to obey the producers. Whatever it is, they are still fun to watch. You don't wanna mess with the girls because they are going to stab you behind your back! Now watch out, girl power!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spell the word fight after cat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This line was in my own copyrighted first EVER! drama script,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Queen&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Bee&lt;/span&gt;-yotch&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-8453793797821899030?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/8453793797821899030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=8453793797821899030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8453793797821899030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8453793797821899030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/09/lc-lo-audrina-speidi-brody-stephanie.html' title='LC, Lo, Audrina, Speidi, Brody, Stephanie, Frankie.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-250945937849736818</id><published>2009-09-10T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T05:42:48.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TMO 'Waiting In Line'</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this TMO Raygun's upcoming vid. Looked rad, man.&lt;br /&gt;Ray Gun/Toby/the frontman is really zany (that's why I love him!). Can't really forget the Clark Kent's outfit at World Stage. Sickkkk! Ben the bassist looked good with much more hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s7o8cL-zzyo&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/s7o8cL-zzyo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-250945937849736818?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/250945937849736818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=250945937849736818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/250945937849736818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/250945937849736818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/09/tmo-waiting-in-line.html' title='TMO &apos;Waiting In Line&apos;'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-8624291117531532236</id><published>2009-09-08T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T05:27:14.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A person whom I called buddy,</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Update September 11th ; Please ignore this post since Nasha is back in CBN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kapoosh betul budak ni. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SqYxPKufwFI/AAAAAAAAAoI/wvpUHI_z_WQ/s1600-h/nasha+hajar+eera%27s+doodling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SqYxPKufwFI/AAAAAAAAAoI/wvpUHI_z_WQ/s400/nasha+hajar+eera%27s+doodling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379040941587808338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A friend of mine, Nasha Amirah Binti Azali = Naba = Nasha/Nash = Meera = Tasha, ditched us for a new school.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EETTTTT! Exaggerating, I am. She left for a few main reasons lah. So sit back and relapse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SqYxPgvsAtI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/VVnxs6tw7js/s1600-h/Odah+and+I.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/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SqYxPgvsAtI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/VVnxs6tw7js/s400/Odah+and+I.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379040947498386130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a blog letter for my only fake-daughter, Odah (Up 'til now, the father is a mystery. Hajar's a substitute, he-she thought he-she is the dad, apparently not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here goes crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SqYxRKddTEI/AAAAAAAAAoo/ZNIdDcR-F-E/s1600-h/DSC04161.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/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SqYxRKddTEI/AAAAAAAAAoo/ZNIdDcR-F-E/s400/DSC04161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379040975876082754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Nasha&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Our 3 years of class mating had been a wonderland. Though our heights set us apart, but nothing could repel our music taste. We'd talk about OTH, GG, KAMI, rock bands and of course, the Gents!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SqYyvmUK4HI/AAAAAAAAAo4/YjoVUlrQzMg/s1600-h/PA170007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SqYyvmUK4HI/AAAAAAAAAo4/YjoVUlrQzMg/s400/PA170007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379042598261022834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Also, we would sing at the top of our lungs, laugh our guts out, and gossip as if there's no tomorrow. We are Music Maniacs and we love rock sounds! I don't know why but Nasha and I have tons of common interest. Odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;You'd bring radio every class party we had during the glorious phase of the amazing A-ians. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Muka Mu tak boleh blah memang menjadi idamanku. &lt;/span&gt;You fell down, (terjelepok!) but you'd get your asses back on top, but too bad Joyah and I witnessed it, and we LOVE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SqYyvVrcNvI/AAAAAAAAAow/QoXpqcgcMec/s1600-h/PB280025.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/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SqYyvVrcNvI/AAAAAAAAAow/QoXpqcgcMec/s400/PB280025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379042593795225330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;We had a few misunderstandings for a while sometimes, I'm deadly sorry for that. I've forgotten about it all along. On top of that, being in the same class with this supreme-troublemaker is something I wouldn't be able to forget. EVER! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 years worth of an awesome journey&lt;/span&gt;. Glad we were classmates and best buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SqYxQ5GR-9I/AAAAAAAAAog/z5I8SKTj7jw/s1600-h/DSC01656.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/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SqYxQ5GR-9I/AAAAAAAAAog/z5I8SKTj7jw/s400/DSC01656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379040971215469522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SqYxQcJRYNI/AAAAAAAAAoY/iVkMINuW7UA/s1600-h/P8020043.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/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SqYxQcJRYNI/AAAAAAAAAoY/iVkMINuW7UA/s400/P8020043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379040963443384530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bottom line, thanks for the tunes, and keep rocking out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Rockstar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Don't let men get you down, promise me in the name of your CD collections! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SqYywIRTAHI/AAAAAAAAApA/9h32wdfgTRo/s1600-h/l_b63c383fb10041b89bf48197cd759dc6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SqYywIRTAHI/AAAAAAAAApA/9h32wdfgTRo/s400/l_b63c383fb10041b89bf48197cd759dc6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379042607375777906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-8624291117531532236?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/8624291117531532236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=8624291117531532236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8624291117531532236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8624291117531532236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/09/person-whom-i-called-buddy.html' title='A person whom I called buddy,'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SqYxPKufwFI/AAAAAAAAAoI/wvpUHI_z_WQ/s72-c/nasha+hajar+eera%27s+doodling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-6302487339560039602</id><published>2009-09-03T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T05:27:30.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's George!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/40/l_d275a8285d0a4c0d839a1f1c25347b90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 1335px;" src="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/40/l_d275a8285d0a4c0d839a1f1c25347b90.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/53/l_2b82913806a94be2ba4aa3db0cf2ad1f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 423px;" src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/53/l_2b82913806a94be2ba4aa3db0cf2ad1f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/13/l_71c71d08049f4e5ea19db976737e29a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 355px;" src="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/13/l_71c71d08049f4e5ea19db976737e29a2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/34/l_0e5830483bb1477289f0491d5f31bb23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 847px;" src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/34/l_0e5830483bb1477289f0491d5f31bb23.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute boy,&lt;br /&gt;Stunning shots. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-6302487339560039602?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/6302487339560039602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=6302487339560039602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6302487339560039602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6302487339560039602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-george.html' title='it&apos;s George!'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-1294515864619317001</id><published>2009-09-02T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T05:12:46.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Batdon incoming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitpic/photos/large/25327641.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=0ZRYP5X5F6FSMBCCSE82&amp;amp;Expires=1251893594&amp;amp;Signature=UHBeroAIMSnM7pnL6ePyypX07DI%3D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitpic/photos/large/25327641.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=0ZRYP5X5F6FSMBCCSE82&amp;amp;Expires=1251893594&amp;amp;Signature=UHBeroAIMSnM7pnL6ePyypX07DI%3D" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well. Batman has competition now.&lt;br /&gt;Sick car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-1294515864619317001?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/1294515864619317001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=1294515864619317001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1294515864619317001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1294515864619317001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/09/batdon-incoming.html' title='Batdon incoming!'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-1987165398384727147</id><published>2009-08-27T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:12:09.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FGawr6NaI48&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FGawr6NaI48&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendon looked thinner &amp;amp; hotter,&lt;br /&gt;Spencer's grew beard. Just. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;They still look great nonetheless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Come on, The Young Vein hurry up with the recording! We want some tunes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-1987165398384727147?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/1987165398384727147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=1987165398384727147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1987165398384727147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1987165398384727147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-perspective.html' title='New Perspective'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-3810117194650024577</id><published>2009-08-26T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T06:05:19.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People like YOU  are the reason people like ME need medication.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.cinematical.com/media/2007/12/cb_poster-%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 666px;" src="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.cinematical.com/media/2007/12/cb_poster-%282%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Artificial Intelligence&lt;/span&gt; (A.I) the 1278462378th times last weekend and I'm still loving it! Reminds me how cute Hayley Joel Osment is, deelish =D&lt;br /&gt;Gigolo Joe is rad, man! (Played by Jude Law, the posh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charlie Barlett&lt;/span&gt;? It's a great movie. Quirky just the way I like. The lead actor (Anton Yelchin) is surprisingly good looking. The movie is at the top of my 'kick ass movie' list.&lt;br /&gt;I'd say the movie has it's similarity to Juno (double coolness!) which is a good sign to all you movie-fanatics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was release in 2007 (call me whatever, I know I'm 2 years late) but it never premiered in Malaysia, I suppose. Well, 2 years back, I was a big-screen-hater, but look at me now, I am stuck with my screen monitor and google-ing for movies, twenty-four-seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat Dennings' in it, you know the girl in &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist&lt;/span&gt;? She looked so classic American with the whole red-lipstick on pale skin. To top off, she's a red head! Tyler Hilton's also in the movie. Tell you, he looked......well, he's a mess in the movie. Faux-hawk hair? Gross leather jacket? Tight jeans? So 2007! Better still, he's a hunk in One Tree Hill, playing the musician, Chris Keller. That would make up for his lack of hotness in Charlie Bartlett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I shall leave you with a scene(my choice) from Charlie Bartlett. Some of you may have seen this, but please! It wouldn't hurt a bit if you watch it twice, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, girls, I'm definite after watching this movie, you'd want a piece of Charlie Bartlett himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IIwHUE0GbuY&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/IIwHUE0GbuY&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;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good life and I'll be blogging about movies, soon, sooner that you thought, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-3810117194650024577?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/3810117194650024577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=3810117194650024577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/3810117194650024577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/3810117194650024577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/08/people-like-you-are-reason-people-like.html' title='People like YOU  are the reason people like ME need medication.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-2686641362129417888</id><published>2009-08-22T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T06:02:31.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When panic attacks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm jealous. Of the people who had found their interests. Their air to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;Something to live for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing collided with me yet. Am still waiting anxiously. Something that will give me direction, a pathway for me to lead a life where I'd be content.&lt;br /&gt;I came across a point where I thought I was losing hope. I'm pretty sure you had experience that before, but mine was marginally odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need something to keep me going.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Not a boy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A thing. Thing that would taut me down whenever I feel hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I need to have interests!&lt;br /&gt;I lost 90% of them these past months. I'm interest-less, now.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, to be perfectly honest, I'm starting to worry about my future, which is pure bizarre of me to do that. Normally I'd just go through with anything that comes what may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Panic-attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better stop reading blogs of successful people. They scares me. Deathly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-2686641362129417888?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/2686641362129417888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=2686641362129417888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2686641362129417888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2686641362129417888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-panic-attacks.html' title='When panic attacks.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-3892482134754787062</id><published>2009-08-21T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T07:08:54.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes you happy, saddens me the most.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Come on and let me out it's a brand new day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- various artistes; The Open Happiness' song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so good to be here. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My sanctuary.&lt;/span&gt; The place where I constantly talked craps and stuffs you won't even bother. Really, why are you here anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday mode is turned on!&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a time to actually breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, now. Puasa is starting tomorrow. Doesn't make school holiday much fun does it? I mean, think of the starving child. (to point out, i'm referring to me)&lt;br /&gt;I'd better get a grip and not to think of myself, just way too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Q is....What would you do during holidays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Possible&lt;/span&gt; answers by yours truly (the ones that'd give you an A):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up at 9 in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Peeping guys in slinky Speedo at the pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book the couch for days full of junk reality shows&lt;br /&gt;Stop cursing&lt;br /&gt;Continue with chapter 4 of my pathetic short-kick arse-novel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll reconsider the second point. Since it's Ramadhan's month, it think it's inappropriate. Or not? Share me your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice is just don't get burned this holiday, or rather, burned down the house and don't you go lose your virginity ( but please lose yours to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;KLPAC&lt;/span&gt;, they're amazing. Anyone wanna go watch Hamlet? Feel free to give me a ring - as in call me up, sleepyhead!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Life is short, don't waste it on mistakes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to Form 4, CBN chicks;&lt;br /&gt;send in your very own short story and yours might just get chosen to be published by the school! I hope it's going to be a hardcover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I doubt mine will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how I like it hard....&lt;br /&gt;*stop what you're thinking!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-3892482134754787062?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/3892482134754787062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=3892482134754787062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/3892482134754787062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/3892482134754787062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-makes-you-happy-saddens-me-most.html' title='What makes you happy, saddens me the most.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-7573440363563677647</id><published>2009-08-15T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T18:54:40.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MTV WORLD STAGE MALAYSIA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mtvasia.com/News/200907/images/20018256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 211px;" src="http://www.mtvasia.com/News/200907/images/20018256.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/ap/20090815/capt.13d7a4a87d424559a86d81c71716578f.malaysia_mtv_world_stage_xkl104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 409px;" src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/ap/20090815/capt.13d7a4a87d424559a86d81c71716578f.malaysia_mtv_world_stage_xkl104.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/ap/20090815/capt.80ed51842de84be49df44f29ee44770d.malaysia_mtv_world_stage_xkl105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 265px;" src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/ap/20090815/capt.80ed51842de84be49df44f29ee44770d.malaysia_mtv_world_stage_xkl105.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some of the tweets from Raygun, Nick Wheeleer (AAR), and Pixie Lott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Apparently, Boys Like Girls haven"t update theirs yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/RaygunOfficial" class="screen-name" title="Raygun"&gt;RaygunOfficial : &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Amazing. The crowd were the best ever. The show was probably our best too. Loving my time here in Malaysia.Adj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/RaygunOfficial" class="screen-name" title="Raygun"&gt;RaygunOfficial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; Just been mobbed in Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/nickolaswheeler" class="screen-name" title="Nick Wheeler"&gt;nickolaswheeler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I sound like a dick...sorry Malaysia. I can't wait to rock you in an hour! You best bring it! (unless of course it's already been broughten)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/nickolaswheeler" class="screen-name" title="Nick Wheeler"&gt;nickolaswheeler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Short, but sweet Malaysia!  Just like any other first time...know what I mean?  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/pixiesongs" class="screen-name" title="Pixie Lott"&gt;pixiesongs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;world stage malaysia was amazziiiiiiiiiiin i love malaysia one day closer to coming home..london is the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MTV World Stage in Malaysia! The first time in South East Asia and they chose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OUR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;country!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best show EVER! Went with a whole bunch of cool friends. We jumped and screamed and got pushed , and sweat was dripping all over me!&lt;br /&gt;I managed to spot 5 hot guys. Actually there were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MORE&lt;/span&gt; than that, seriously, good-looking guys were EVERYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;Before we entered the concert, we sort of gathered around (waiting for the stupid ticket, argh) and this host from MTV walked to our direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wei wei, they're coming to us!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"oh my god, oh my god"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Stay calm. Breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wanted to interview our clan(ceh, gangsters) and really, why do I have to pick up the ticket at that freaking stupid time! I missed the interview, but the rest of my people are going to be on TV!(along with a group of 5 random strangers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So check them out on MTV! (To be frank, I'm pretty jealous =/)&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, we squished through a sea of humans! I'd say some of them were just seriously annoying. Got a good spot in the middle. Can't see a thing.&lt;br /&gt;Man, am I short, or are they just tall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Estranged was the first to rock out the stage. Didn't know a song, didn't sing along, but we jumped like Inspector Gadget! Despite of all the sweats and people, I loved the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I concluded that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; The super-cute white guy was right beside me! I could barely breathed. Nahhh, it was due to the over-crowded place, prbably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;We sang along to Boys like girls. Awesome time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Raygun was mad good! My favorite band, currently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;OMG (see how ecstaic I am?) Hoobastank's lead signer cried (I think) on stage. Touched by the Malaysians. Awww. The whole entire place sang 'The Reason'. Full-volume, loud I'm telling you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Pixie Lott performed Mama Do and another song I can't recall. "Have my kids!" a dude about 6 metres tall shouted. Funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;AAR time. All the girls went mad! Tyson was wearing this neon colored tank top and god, he looked great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Some crap long-break. That was the only thing that lacked yesterday's night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;We watched Kasabian for a while. One song, then we couldn't stand the heat anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Awesome. Cool show. Cool people. Great memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go for Lenka, Boys Like Girls and AAR's concert on October?&lt;br /&gt;We were like concert-mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta finished my stack of homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;Rock on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-7573440363563677647?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/7573440363563677647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=7573440363563677647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/7573440363563677647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/7573440363563677647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/08/mtv-world-stage-malaysia.html' title='MTV WORLD STAGE MALAYSIA!'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-8924049976323478113</id><published>2009-08-05T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T07:21:04.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A short quick of M and E</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SnmUByl8TcI/AAAAAAAAAoA/0oMUB4x18lg/s1600-h/DSC00736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SnmUByl8TcI/AAAAAAAAAoA/0oMUB4x18lg/s320/DSC00736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366483189470350786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im here. Yet again after so many weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My random Phenomenal-Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;All of us went to KLPAC for a short tour and last class with Mark Beau De Silva, the amazing in house scriptwriter cum director in KLPAC.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The 5-days awesome script-writing workshop kicked butts. Love the improvisation activities. Sort of like, Whose Line Is It Anyway's style. Loving the show, btw.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KLPAC is such an artsy fartsy place, t'was made up of RAW stuffs (tar, bricks) and it didn't cost much according to the stage-manager guy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The people there are so......compelling and cool and it makes Istana Budaya a waste-land.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll be back to watch more theaters there, for sure.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Advert: Go watch &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Kaki Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (written bye Mark, himself). Dear peers of all kinds! It's a musical about National Service and is not to be missed! It is on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;until August 16th&lt;/span&gt; only, info at&lt;a href="http://www.klpac.org/"&gt; www.klpac.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whoever's going, nudge me. Better yet if it's your treat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;P. S: I realised I talk/write a lot of confusing sentences. In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malay &lt;/span&gt;we call them,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Inversi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;I love creating super extra-cheesy sentences. Proven on my&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twitter&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me if you're looking for a lyricist&lt;br /&gt;03-4356-hung-up-on-me-or-you-die-90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;What you make is out of bound, you can't justify it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Update: Siapa nak gambar KLPAC, they're on my photobucket account.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;For full-set(all + larger photo), pass me your thumbdrives&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It makes my life and yours easier, a mutualism! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Grats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-8924049976323478113?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/8924049976323478113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=8924049976323478113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8924049976323478113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8924049976323478113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/08/short-quick-of-m-and-e.html' title='A short quick of M and E'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SnmUByl8TcI/AAAAAAAAAoA/0oMUB4x18lg/s72-c/DSC00736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-6327204301609771208</id><published>2009-07-16T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T05:57:14.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd love to have the power.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all been through them, by means of assorted ways. Be it, from another person, rumors or us, ourselves. It's a thing that natural blurted via mouth, and after saying it, there are no turning back. Unless you come clean, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Follow your gut"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a consequent, we decided to lie. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stupid&lt;/span&gt; intuition, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt; gut. Can't blame our guts though, they're just doing their part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tendency to lie is hard to resist. It's like a having &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cheese&lt;/span&gt;burger with Coke (I'd prefer Diet, so much less sugar) WHEN you're fasting. Trust me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ganti puasa sangat menguji nafsu&lt;/span&gt;. So turn off the TV during Ramadhan, avoid lusting over food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read blogs. Yepiee-doo-dee I've discovered a few blogs that had me read them for hours. No Perez Hilton's blog. Dude that guy is...so gossip-y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I've been reading&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;highkicksandhighhopes.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a blog owned by very own Keltie Colleen. Wonder who that might be? Well it occured to me that she's Ryan Ross' ex. (Mind me, with all the Ryan Ross stuff. I'm just obssesed!)&lt;br /&gt;As the usual fangirl would do, I thought she was...let's just say, I don't like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After discovering her blog from websites, it just changed my perspective towards her, totally upside down. She wrote such inspiring words and wisdom. Never judge one by his physical. That's super true! She was far from a blond Bimbo, she's a great dancer (I think) and she inspires others.&lt;br /&gt;So...check her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the main stuff here.&lt;br /&gt;I was inspired by &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dakota Skye&lt;/span&gt;. No, not a person, a song, or the name of a writer. It's a movie title. High recommended by me, you'll get your money back if you thought this movie was lame! Kidding! Check it out and tell me what ya think.&lt;br /&gt;Main theme of the movie is LIE. Such a good independent film. For people out there who despise indie film and opt for a blockbuster and high-budget film, suit yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn-9.nflximg.com/us/boxshots/large/70121009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 150px;" src="http://cdn-9.nflximg.com/us/boxshots/large/70121009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;L-I-E is the way to spell y-o-u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;P.S : I'm also inspired by Ryan Ross' metaphore words. Now I'm creating MY own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;flower-words (ayat bunga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-6327204301609771208?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/6327204301609771208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=6327204301609771208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6327204301609771208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6327204301609771208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/07/lies.html' title='I&apos;d love to have the power.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-5172330583639943494</id><published>2009-07-11T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T05:56:10.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mourning Mode.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This week , I quote, "was such a bad ass week".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, was the MJ's Memorial event, which made me gloomy all day - the weather wasn't helping much too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, PATD's officially announced that they're going to split up by 2. Ryan Ross and John Walker are stepping down.&lt;br /&gt;Hold it! PATD's still going on with Brendon Urie (singer/piano) and Spencer Smith (drums)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SliKlp8WgaI/AAAAAAAAAno/_SvDqz_GHK0/s1600-h/AwwLol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SliKlp8WgaI/AAAAAAAAAno/_SvDqz_GHK0/s320/AwwLol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357184136275984802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their (Rydon) 'reason' splitting up, was because of 'different music thoughts'.&lt;br /&gt;That's B.S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My long lost regret has come back to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;haunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REGRET I PASSED UP THEIR &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pretty.odd. &lt;/span&gt;CONCERT LAST YEAR! Screw you PMR trials.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhh, I so wanna go but the trial was really bugging me to death.&lt;br /&gt;I heard the concert was sort of empty. Meaning : There weren't many people.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;Brendon was literally 1 meter away from the front-row crowds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now. &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'll never get the chance to see ALL 4 of them live.&lt;/span&gt; Though, I'll probably will get to see 2 of them with 2 upcoming addition members , hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion is :  PATD won't ever be the same again and no more Ryan Ross and Brendon gay lovey storey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SliKlaUMThI/AAAAAAAAAng/wg8sT7WkaXQ/s1600-h/109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SliKlaUMThI/AAAAAAAAAng/wg8sT7WkaXQ/s320/109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357184132081012242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is sad, I'm going to listen to their song all week.&lt;br /&gt;='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SliKlw_djHI/AAAAAAAAAnw/41Ywbl6F_JU/s1600-h/fff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SliKlw_djHI/AAAAAAAAAnw/41Ywbl6F_JU/s320/fff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357184138168077426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sleep tight, Brandie", Ryan would say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-5172330583639943494?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/5172330583639943494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=5172330583639943494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/5172330583639943494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/5172330583639943494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/07/mourning-mode.html' title='Mourning Mode.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SliKlp8WgaI/AAAAAAAAAno/_SvDqz_GHK0/s72-c/AwwLol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-8799433718178091309</id><published>2009-07-08T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T04:35:01.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Though you're far away,</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F9RArzHF0oI&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/F9RArzHF0oI&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;&lt;center&gt; I cried when I saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; notice Blanket's at the back after the speech, his nose was red, eyes were teary.&lt;br /&gt;Blanket was the one Michael J held, dangling outside of the balcony.&lt;br /&gt;That was what, 7 years ago? Felt like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad for the children.&lt;br /&gt;Truly do.&lt;br /&gt;God bless you. No matter what religion you were.&lt;br /&gt;"One is not guilty until proven", whoever accused him on the molest case, well, may you live long sire, so that you'll feel bad the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, this kid is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;This is sad, darn it ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mD_9SPJ0GLU&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/mD_9SPJ0GLU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I missed and love you Grandad, though I've never confessed it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-8799433718178091309?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/8799433718178091309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=8799433718178091309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8799433718178091309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8799433718178091309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/07/though-youre-far-away.html' title='Though you&apos;re far away,'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-8678162662182678317</id><published>2009-06-28T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T06:04:23.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The one and only</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/afp/20090628/capt.photo_1246185734658-1-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 403px; height: 409px;" src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/afp/20090628/capt.photo_1246185734658-1-0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;This year is a deathly-year.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shocked me as it shocked the world.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was hearing voices. (Fatin's voice, in particular, haha)&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michael Jackson dah mati&lt;/span&gt;,"&lt;br /&gt;Those were the words from Yana.&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I was really shocked. I turned on the radio but they didn't announce the news. Yes, You're right, I'm way behind. By just hours and minutes lah but whateba. *sticks tongue out*&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it. I still can''t.&lt;br /&gt;Legend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no more&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We have no one to heal the world, and make it a better place.&lt;br /&gt;No one to make '&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;MJ's Neverlan&lt;/span&gt;d' a must-see destination now.&lt;br /&gt;How time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal opinion: I think he's all stressed up. You know, with the shows and the thousands of millions of debts. Poor him, he must've not come clean with anyone about this.&lt;br /&gt;He was....a private person, according to E! THS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw you who accused him of being a molester.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Screw any of you who thought he was a freak.&lt;br /&gt;Screw you ignorants very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was not a freak. He's unique. And&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; one in a gazillion&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your body or your soul might not be here with us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but your songs will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless MJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Farrah Fawcett, the angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-8678162662182678317?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/8678162662182678317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=8678162662182678317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8678162662182678317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8678162662182678317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-and-only.html' title='The one and only'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-6739613568664043533</id><published>2009-06-16T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T06:09:12.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything comes in 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;5 names that friends call&lt;br /&gt;-eera&lt;br /&gt;-shaheera&lt;br /&gt;-harper (heh)&lt;br /&gt;-shakira (well some people did call me that)&lt;br /&gt;-era (this annoys me the most)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 most important dates in your life&lt;br /&gt;-Feb 11th 1993&lt;br /&gt;-Raya&lt;br /&gt;-Last day before the school holiday&lt;br /&gt;-Feb 11th 1993&lt;br /&gt;-Feb 11th 1993 (what could I say, this date IS important!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things you have done yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Lets see:&lt;br /&gt;-went to school half heartedly&lt;br /&gt;-band practice&lt;br /&gt;-laughed&lt;br /&gt;-some silly boy's spectacle landed on my lap in train. Darn you boys.&lt;br /&gt;-'cuci mata' dalam train with my crime partner: the gay Miss J(don't be mad, J. Hey at least it rhymes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 ways to be happy&lt;br /&gt;-Watch Make Me a Supermodel or Manhunt (Man, they should do a second season)&lt;br /&gt;-Staring at Taylor Lautner's shirtless photos. Dude, he has a hot bod (who's Rob Pat again?)&lt;br /&gt;-Eat candies&lt;br /&gt;-Drink 5 litres of coke per day&lt;br /&gt;-Get a cool job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 gifts you would like to receive&lt;br /&gt;-money&lt;br /&gt;-money&lt;br /&gt;-money&lt;br /&gt;-money&lt;br /&gt;-gays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 favourite hobbies&lt;br /&gt;-i don't have any particular hobbies, sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 favourite drinks&lt;br /&gt;-anything except alcoholic beverages or coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things you always found in your room&lt;br /&gt;-piles of clothes&lt;br /&gt;-trash&lt;br /&gt;-CDs&lt;br /&gt;-Myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 favourite band&lt;br /&gt;These are my all time fav band:&lt;br /&gt;-Panic at the disco&lt;br /&gt;-McFly&lt;br /&gt;-The Cab&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it. I'm into solo acts recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places you want to go for vacation&lt;br /&gt;-Alaska (there are reasons)&lt;br /&gt;-Vancouver (that place is a movie haven)&lt;br /&gt;-Europe&lt;br /&gt;-NYC&lt;br /&gt;-Arkansas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 favourite colours&lt;br /&gt;-green and yellow&lt;br /&gt;-anything bright and bold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 reasons you answer this survey&lt;br /&gt;Actually I only have one: Hanan banan superfly catwoman yang tagged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 persons who you think will answer this survey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insane creatures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-6739613568664043533?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/6739613568664043533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=6739613568664043533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6739613568664043533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6739613568664043533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/06/everything-comes-in-5.html' title='Everything comes in 5'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-4020087616421985355</id><published>2009-06-11T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T05:13:14.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm exaggerating.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is extreme. Too extreme.&lt;br /&gt;My head feels light. Too light, even.&lt;br /&gt;I feel warm. Too warm.&lt;br /&gt;Dehydrated is what I suffer.&lt;br /&gt;I could feel, my throat is burning.&lt;br /&gt;All the way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not turning into a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;vampire&lt;/span&gt;, silly.&lt;br /&gt;Im just sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Just a little.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahhh fever shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-4020087616421985355?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/4020087616421985355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=4020087616421985355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4020087616421985355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4020087616421985355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-exaggerating.html' title='I&apos;m exaggerating.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-1127959252616392495</id><published>2009-06-01T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:37:54.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SiSeM4wAMiI/AAAAAAAAAnY/zAOBCW_EEIM/s1600-h/l_f936863291334631a7ea72eb9e7e87cb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SiSeM4wAMiI/AAAAAAAAAnY/zAOBCW_EEIM/s320/l_f936863291334631a7ea72eb9e7e87cb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342569002197594658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Manjira in&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; green&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fatini&lt;/span&gt;'s in between me and Nisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manjira and Fatini turned 16 on Saturday and Sunday respectively!&lt;br /&gt;Yeay, more and more people in the I'm-over-16 club, hooyeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manjira. The warm temperate friend ever. Understanding all of the time, and super-sweet friend of mine. Although we only grew closer last year, I felt truly comfortable when I'm around her. I'm glad I was with her during the bitter moments. Keep in mind, I'm with you, Manjira. You have my&lt;br /&gt;cellphone's number, you know my class, you're on my MSN. See? I'm with you almost EVERYWHERE! I will follow you....follow youuuuu. Lap you babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatini. This girl is an all-rounder. She's a great last minute tutor, remember all those times, we were just hours before exam and she literally explained Maths and Agama? Always the great motivator. Not to forget, she has an absolutely great high-pitched voice. She could bring Adam lambert's down..........hah! Kidding. Adam's fans are going to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-1127959252616392495?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/1127959252616392495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=1127959252616392495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1127959252616392495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1127959252616392495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/06/manjira-in-green.html' title=''/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SiSeM4wAMiI/AAAAAAAAAnY/zAOBCW_EEIM/s72-c/l_f936863291334631a7ea72eb9e7e87cb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-6293158328411090946</id><published>2009-06-01T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:12:51.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll carry you home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/25/l_f5873ded667f8563b6c68e5ecc9e1ef4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 800px;" src="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/25/l_f5873ded667f8563b6c68e5ecc9e1ef4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alex Marshall the blond at the back. This photo was years ago, they looked diff now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet again, fellas. I'm in the house, in the house, yeah I'm in the house.....(Kay, I'll stop, chill)&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while, well a while is fine.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher's day was undeniably uber cool. The morning teachers performance was hilarious, minus the mic problem though.&lt;br /&gt;En Mior probably won the best costume of the day. He wore this tacky over the top flowery top with a clash animal (I reckon) print &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tudung&lt;/span&gt;. ALL in flaming&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Najwa laughed herself off and almost injured Hajar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kelakar habis wei, sumpah ingatkan mak cik mana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasha performed. Second time kan? Last year was with Riza. This year Nasha and her partner did a song almost three-quarter of the school did not know.&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vegas &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Skies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Cab&lt;/span&gt;(my personal favorite band ever, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I'll run&lt;/span&gt; managed to grab my music attention. I was 14, and Alex Marshall looked so delicious with the piano, I can't resist. I loved piano hunks. whaddoya expect?).&lt;br /&gt;Although Vegas Skies isn't particularly my favorite song from the album (personal reasons yo), much preferred I'm a Wonder or One Of Those Nights. Their show was good, anyway. Nasha and Athirah's, I meant. I did sing along to them, I miss singing with my mates in class =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummed in with Nasha and Iylia at &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Old Town&lt;/span&gt; in CM. Metaphorically lah. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iylia ah terjah kita orang, haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Do check out The Cab's latest video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-6293158328411090946?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/6293158328411090946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=6293158328411090946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6293158328411090946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6293158328411090946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/06/ill-carry-you-home.html' title='I&apos;ll carry you home.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-6660560953817932866</id><published>2009-05-20T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:03:15.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The result's out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is MINE&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris my man, way to go.&lt;br /&gt;Adam too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-6660560953817932866?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/6660560953817932866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=6660560953817932866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6660560953817932866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6660560953817932866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/05/results-out.html' title='The result&apos;s out.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-2986671436945672618</id><published>2009-05-16T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T07:09:29.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AI? More to World Idol.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pigduck.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/american-idol-top-13-official-500x293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 293px;" src="http://pigduck.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/american-idol-top-13-official-500x293.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;By far, THE most competitive season&lt;/span&gt;, top 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Idol the 8th season's heat is on. My very first Idol pick is going to the finale!&lt;br /&gt;Kris Allen, that is, made to the final.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the only one in the house that will be cheering for him next Wednesday. Simply because everyone in the house are betting on Adam. Oh come on 3 on 1?&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I've watched the performances and I am indeed glad to say that I'm impressed by all 6 performances (3 each)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris won the first round, the second goes to Adam and the third....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is 50-50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this stage, anybody could win. Adam and Kris both have respective strong area.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's up to the States' people to actually contribute to their country (LOL) by voting.&lt;br /&gt;Technically talking, not really, since it's not really a mutualism interaction cause the only side that would get benefits is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;AT&amp;amp;T&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 8th season will end tomorrow(here in the morning, aww shucks). Gotta wake up early, mannnn. Oh I'm downloading ALL the songs from AI 8. Talk about last episode of AI, notice that Katy Perry wore the Adam Lambert's cape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This season is officially MY favorite season ever! The contestants are out of bound interesting and unique and VERY competitive.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, a great season, great themes (love rat pack week!) and&lt;br /&gt;same old, same old Ryan Seacrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Krissy Allesy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pigduck.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/american-idol-season-8-2009-ai-kris-allen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://pigduck.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/american-idol-season-8-2009-ai-kris-allen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too pretty for words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always had my eyes on him during the Hollywood week and little did I remember he was in the same group with Adam, and he was wearing  the plaid green-yellow sweater.&lt;br /&gt;But to be completely frank, I can't recall seeing him during the auditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.watchingamericanidol.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/kris-allen3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 421px; height: 600px;" src="http://www.watchingamericanidol.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/kris-allen3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love the whole pop-R&amp;amp;B rock look going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Kris was able to attract my attention during the top 36, and among those who I kept my ears and eyes open were Scott Mcintyre (is he in any way related to Joe McIntyre?) , AI's very own Justin Buble': Matt Giraud, and&lt;br /&gt;Nathaniel Marshall (the drama king with hairbands and colorful outfits)&lt;br /&gt;Btw, like Adam's first audition. That was so original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image.examiner.com/images/blog/wysiwyg/image/adamlambert%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://image.examiner.com/images/blog/wysiwyg/image/adamlambert%283%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users16/justinkelly/default/adam-lambert-gettin-busy--large-msg-123567095819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 487px;" src="http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users16/justinkelly/default/adam-lambert-gettin-busy--large-msg-123567095819.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is so Panic at the disco and me likey honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.joesplaceblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/adam-lambert2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 640px;" src="http://www.joesplaceblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/adam-lambert2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay, this is freakay, but hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite songs throughout the competition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Danny Gokey's Beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Matt Giraud, My Funny valentine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Adam Lambert's Ring of fire (contradicted from Simon's comment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Alexis Grace, Dirty Diana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Adam Lambert, Feeling Good (very similar to Muse's)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Kris' Falling Slowly and Heartless !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's Kanye West again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last words, I don't care whoever won, 'cause they're both are equally good.&lt;br /&gt;To Kris and Allen, may you guys produce great albums and come tour the&lt;br /&gt;Asia (Malaysia, to point out) 'cause you know I'll go.&lt;br /&gt;I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;SPM or no SPM, I'm coming.&lt;br /&gt;*raising eyebrow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wA7bA6rhKvc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wA7bA6rhKvc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Adam singing. 'twas 10 years ago, and he looked completely nothing like him-now, but his voice is still the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-2986671436945672618?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/2986671436945672618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=2986671436945672618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2986671436945672618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2986671436945672618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/05/ai-more-to-world-idol.html' title='AI? More to World Idol.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-5858048183035154263</id><published>2009-05-14T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:26:20.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The gigglish lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sg5OQrxMSwI/AAAAAAAAAnA/QDiJLpSOkFM/s1600-h/P4250035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sg5OQrxMSwI/AAAAAAAAAnA/QDiJLpSOkFM/s320/P4250035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336288657014541058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sg5OQupV_1I/AAAAAAAAAm4/uL6NSZIEIJY/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sg5OQupV_1I/AAAAAAAAAm4/uL6NSZIEIJY/s320/birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336288657786928978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Setepani (Stephanie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or step-by-step (bak kata Aiman Balqish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now I realised, quite a number of people were born in May...&lt;br /&gt;butttt whatever, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Februarians&lt;/span&gt; still rock arses Im telling youuu. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay let's just say, the way Steph laughed, amused me in different sorts of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She giggles&lt;/span&gt;, literally.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the kind who doesn't really like to be the center of attention, or in easier word&lt;br /&gt;Down-toEarth. And that's the rarest thing we found in humans. Stephy, you're special, and I'm being deadly honest now =)&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie is all grown up now, she's got someone special and I see her being really matured now.&lt;br /&gt;I miss being in the same class with her because she always lightened up the class with her posse.&lt;br /&gt;One thing is that I can't recall seeing her get angry or mad.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like the football necklace we gave you, last year.&lt;br /&gt;Wait was it last year or the previous year?&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy birthday missy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-5858048183035154263?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/5858048183035154263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=5858048183035154263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/5858048183035154263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/5858048183035154263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/05/gigglish-lady.html' title='The gigglish lady'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sg5OQrxMSwI/AAAAAAAAAnA/QDiJLpSOkFM/s72-c/P4250035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-6791703564692753174</id><published>2009-05-12T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:13:04.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanan, Syahmi &amp; As'ad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sgl09cp4s6I/AAAAAAAAAmw/-Tj4Mq_rl6Y/s1600-h/DSC00545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sgl09cp4s6I/AAAAAAAAAmw/-Tj4Mq_rl6Y/s320/DSC00545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334923832609780642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hanan's in the middle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sgl09ZyCYKI/AAAAAAAAAmo/7gMaUGofVpk/s1600-h/l_f8e352669df74e0cb2c43d614b7d6ee8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sgl09ZyCYKI/AAAAAAAAAmo/7gMaUGofVpk/s320/l_f8e352669df74e0cb2c43d614b7d6ee8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334923831838662818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hanan; right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 16th Birthday (everyone's growing up *shed tears*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl is the most wacky, adorable, weird in a good way,  and most of all,&lt;br /&gt;a great actress (no really, she won the best actress award for 2007's drama inter class)&lt;br /&gt;She knows everything about fashion, movies and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWILIGHT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She could express different kinds of face expressions and she's unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanan, thank you very much for waking us up in Penang.&lt;br /&gt;Without you........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll be sleeping 'til the afternoon =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-6791703564692753174?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/6791703564692753174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=6791703564692753174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6791703564692753174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/6791703564692753174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/05/hanan-syahmi-asas.html' title='Hanan, Syahmi &amp; As&apos;ad.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sgl09cp4s6I/AAAAAAAAAmw/-Tj4Mq_rl6Y/s72-c/DSC00545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-7662607532038140036</id><published>2009-05-09T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T19:10:43.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dannaaaay N</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a58OOm5siUc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a58OOm5siUc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is what happen when two gays squashed in a car........they can't stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Love Danny's hair. and him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-7662607532038140036?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/7662607532038140036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=7662607532038140036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/7662607532038140036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/7662607532038140036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/05/dannaaaay-n.html' title='Dannaaaay N'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-33469484360188150</id><published>2009-05-09T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T06:44:52.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Ryessa Lee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SgWIhbauRFI/AAAAAAAAAmY/UG1PnLbwkbE/s1600-h/16112007%28015%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SgWIhbauRFI/AAAAAAAAAmY/UG1PnLbwkbE/s200/16112007%28015%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333819441567122514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SgWIa_99P1I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/LUX0y3-RNuE/s1600-h/DSC04116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SgWIa_99P1I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/LUX0y3-RNuE/s200/DSC04116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333819331119497042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SgWIaqFgmxI/AAAAAAAAAmI/_cjSTWCT82M/s1600-h/me+and+eera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SgWIaqFgmxI/AAAAAAAAAmI/_cjSTWCT82M/s200/me+and+eera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333819325245594386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, sorry Im such a forget-er.&lt;br /&gt;I think i've lost 3/4 parts of my brain.&lt;br /&gt;I left 1/2 of my sanity behind.&lt;br /&gt;I am part idiotic and ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Sorry Ryessa Norzally&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I lupa gila to wished you on your birthday, kan kan? =/&lt;br /&gt;(I know Imma bad friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorrray sorray sorray times a milliontripplion (If that really existed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make up for it, I made you a special review...of yourself.....from me. (wth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Rye Lee. Band brought us together. Yep, band, it has always been band that brought all of us together. It was form 2, and both of us are juniors. We have one thing in common : Trombonists. Glad to say, she's a hundred times better than me. It was awkward at first, not knowing her, YET. As day grows and as practices passed, I knew a lot about her : witty, funny (that's the outmost important), smart, friendly, talkative, a fast learner, gossip know-it-all woman, Hanan's bestfriend, OC freak, has a great taste in music, strict, and the list goes on and on. I missed gossiping and marching together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only thing I wished I could change is that of her moving to Seremban. Man, that is kinda far, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All in all, Forgive me Ryessa, and Happy Belated 16th Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the club, sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Im 6 days late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-33469484360188150?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/33469484360188150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=33469484360188150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/33469484360188150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/33469484360188150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-ryessa-lee.html' title='To Ryessa Lee.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SgWIhbauRFI/AAAAAAAAAmY/UG1PnLbwkbE/s72-c/16112007%28015%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-939291347406415855</id><published>2009-05-02T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T03:49:25.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worms on book.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im reaaaaally psyched now! OMG OMG (Notice that I rarely use the word, OMG?)&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there's a reason why Im use the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NEW QUEEN OF BABBLE SERIES IS OUT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting, for you-won't-know-unless-I-told-you how long. Lizzie Nichols' back! Remember Luke proposed, on the day where she woke up, still groggy for last night spent with her bestfriend's boyfriend, Chaz?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's gonna happen. Im dying to know. (Note that Imma big fan!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im planning to buy 2 new books.&lt;br /&gt;One is THE queen of babble : gets hitched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://www.popular.com.sg/images/product/book/85650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 758px;" src="https://www.popular.com.sg/images/product/book/85650.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you God : In Malaysia, however the front cover is in black, which is&lt;br /&gt;a total avant-garde'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other is&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; One fifth avenue&lt;/span&gt; by Candace Bushnell (the creator of Sex and The City series and Lipstick Jungle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://theantiroom.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/one-fifth.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 325px;" src="http://theantiroom.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/one-fifth.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my strategy: Gotta save up at least a hundred bucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-939291347406415855?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/939291347406415855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=939291347406415855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/939291347406415855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/939291347406415855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/05/worms-on-book.html' title='Worms on book.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-2596691333009401118</id><published>2009-04-30T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T06:12:47.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, she's Lily.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any of you mates watched the latest GG episode? '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Southern Gentlemen Prefers Blonds?&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;Well GG is getting juicier ever single episode. Looks like Georgina Bitchy Sparks is returning, uh oh.&lt;br /&gt;In the episode, she portrayed a goody-goody type, oh-im-changing-for-good attitude. So far.&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know what's going on in Josh Shwartz's mind, currently. Anything could happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20090317/300.meester.crawford.lc.031709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20090317/300.meester.crawford.lc.031709.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that is REALLY bothering me, is that, in GG, everyone's with everyone. True, the series' getting less interesting as days go by. To point out, Nathaniel Archibald had been with almost all of the girls in GG. I wonder when he'll make love with Lily, or Eleanor even?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sick of Blair-Nate-Chuck thing. That's so last year (which is true)&lt;br /&gt;Bring back Aaron Rose! Aaron Rose for Serena! That annoying little maggot blond guy, Gabriel should go back to whichever hole he crawled up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20090406/300.gossipgirl.lively.hammer.lc.040609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20090406/300.gossipgirl.lively.hammer.lc.040609.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are you guys ready for the first look of the younger-version of Lily Rhodes (Serena's mom)? There's this spin off series, called &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valley Girls &lt;/span&gt;(sound so tacky) centers around a girl in '80s, the girl is Lily. I wonder who's gonna play the part, for Rufus.&lt;br /&gt;I hope the guy would be as hot as the original character though. The outfits are gonna be in various striking colors and be prepared to be blinded as the clothes are a total 'bling on the fling' (I made that up, whatever it means)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thetvaddict.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/lily3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 288px;" src="http://thetvaddict.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/lily3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photo above: The guy looked like Johnny Depp in 21 Jump Street.&lt;br /&gt;Below: So Katy Perry-ish, the accessories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thetvaddict.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/lily1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 288px;" src="http://thetvaddict.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/lily1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-2596691333009401118?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/2596691333009401118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=2596691333009401118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2596691333009401118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2596691333009401118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-shes-lily.html' title='Hey, she&apos;s Lily.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-2208227811332587194</id><published>2009-04-26T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T05:34:09.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love free stuffs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Please be aware that if I posted photos (Penang Trip, etc) in my blog, it won't be in a new post. I'll just update the respective post. Cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock on! (Random)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th April, 8.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;I made a life-changing history. I watched a play, live and uncensored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From the Page and Onto the Floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shakespeare Play or rather, showcase, was, truth to be told, interesting enough. I had a whale of time. Since I was a KLpac virgin, (you'll be labeled if you haven't stepped on the building per se) it was not a big surprise that I was tiny wee bit, how to say...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jakun&lt;/span&gt; maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As instructed and stated by Nasha (formerly known as Nasha Vey!) , or currently known as Naba, we should dress semi-formal. Whatever that means. Semi-formal, umm dress and flops, could it be?&lt;br /&gt;Heck.&lt;br /&gt;There were T-shirts, and even slippers for John's sake. Bahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Always, there are next time and I learnt my lesson. Aside of ignoring Nasha's dresscode guidelines to Theatrical Plays, that KLPac IS casual and it ain't Istana Budaya(which is full of dusty old and way-too-formal VIPs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The REAL art is at KLPac, not just the people, but ART. Im brave to say I was art-blind before, but Im oustandingly happy to say, I'll appreciate art from now on.&lt;br /&gt;Great or not, it's a total different chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returning to our topic, I reckon the eye-widening part would be the funny parts (When the sissy servant/assistant comes out, and the trio quirky gentlemen during the UFO part)&lt;br /&gt;"its over there,"&lt;br /&gt;"and there"&lt;br /&gt;"there!"&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting...the kissing part. No not the one on the cheek, the OTHER one.&lt;br /&gt;Major sensual alert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must state that, I love the studio (Pentas 2 isn't big, just an empty black studio, which is super artsy) and the lightings. The props, well who needs props when the acting's totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm all hyped up for next year inter-class drama! At the same time, anxious and nervous for tomorrow's script writing workshop. I'm outta ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Im looking forward for other plays, even more if it's&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-2208227811332587194?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/2208227811332587194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=2208227811332587194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2208227811332587194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2208227811332587194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-free-stuffs.html' title='I love free stuffs.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-890057813988060743</id><published>2009-04-24T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T06:31:39.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hole-e-dai</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im back, alive and salivating. Penang, Kuantan. Im gonna blog it all in one post.&lt;br /&gt;The benefits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Save time (vital)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Energy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Electricity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My nap time will be longer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I promise I won't bore you all, with yet just another bo-ring post. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Penang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SfG9rl1EPXI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Jsc46a97x6g/s1600-h/l_1b5babbf470f4a2a9643433999c126f6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SfG9rl1EPXI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Jsc46a97x6g/s320/l_1b5babbf470f4a2a9643433999c126f6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328248390742719858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Sarah(In brown) blend with the rest of the crowd (It's a compliment!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SfG9rWokk5I/AAAAAAAAAlo/okh6Kr-5Mt8/s1600-h/l_dc12a11780ab41ef99bac08305565d97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SfG9rWokk5I/AAAAAAAAAlo/okh6Kr-5Mt8/s320/l_dc12a11780ab41ef99bac08305565d97.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328248386663781266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SfG9rYEw3oI/AAAAAAAAAlg/qQQz4Ow2Snw/s1600-h/l_046bfd425c2a4a7387afae1cffe38120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SfG9rYEw3oI/AAAAAAAAAlg/qQQz4Ow2Snw/s320/l_046bfd425c2a4a7387afae1cffe38120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328248387050462850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, it was porn. ha-ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about awesomeness. To believe or not to, this is my first trip in secondary, WITHOUT PARENTS or any relatives around. Oh And, this is a real trip, since Im not participating in the Spelling Bee Comp. I was indeed, in the stress-free mode. To talk, I really and Im meaning it, reaaally needed the holiday. About 3 weeks, I was busy as nobody's bussiness (Seriously, even on Sundays!) But it all paid off, and Penang is worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Joey was my personal roommate (duh oh, since when it got so personal?) and seriously, don't think of wake-up calling her in the morning, she will ignore.&lt;br /&gt;I AM THE ONE WHO HAD TO ANSWER IT. Dang lah you Minah. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hotel &amp;amp; Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, the trip's expenses are all covered. We went there with no money spent (except for those souvenirs and what not) The hotel, was okay. Not too shabby, not too fancy. Air conditioned, TV, hot shower + tub, refrigerator, and the most crucial: comfy bed. Our room was cosy. We're lucky our room's all fine, the facilities are in good condition. At night, we all gonna squeezed in a room and talk, and some of us are poker addicts (siapa termakan cili, dia pedas) Most of the time was Fatin's room, our room, and Zkay + Hanan 's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food! The rumours are now confirmed. Penang food stuff are heaven! The seafood especially. We sorta ate this Geoduck (god, pick another name, for John's sake!) The creatures looked like dicks in shells. "Those are giant penises!", as quoted as Ms S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sceneries and Views&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penang is similar to KL.&lt;br /&gt;Equation : KL= Penang + Johor. Though KL's still the best (Cause hot guys are easy to be spotted) Where did you hide your delicious bachelors ah Penang?&lt;br /&gt;I was in awed when we're on the Penang Bridge. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jakun habis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gurney Drive hawker street was woah, I thought I was in Taiwan. So sad most of the food was non halal. If not, I'd try all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Activities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St Georges' School is blessed with some many facilities and equipments. I mean, their school is big enough for 5 thousands people, they have some many special rooms (music room is different from the band room, imagine that!) To top off the ice cream, they have.....SCIENCE FAIR! I had always wanted a science fair in our school. Those science stuff...intrigues me. Big time!&lt;br /&gt;Sya was there! She transferred to Penang when she was 15. BTW, she was a band senior, a very friendly one. Suprisingly, she recognised me, gasp much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al-Mashoor all boys' school welcomed us with smiles, those smiles were very genuine, literally!&lt;br /&gt;The teachers are all very cool, they were so different outside of school.&lt;br /&gt;Teachers are cool, in a way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kuantan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (not much photos, will try to get ASAP kay peeps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wind Orchestra Competition! Although it is only the first half, we had fun. The seniors and juniors set aside their differences and just get along! The only thing is that, we stayed in a dorm. No water-heater, bunk beds, fans. Apart from that, it was okay. The other orchestras(SBP, namely) were so good. Like MPO good. Almost.&lt;br /&gt;The only competition that is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt;-free. If you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Night&lt;/span&gt; was the most memorable, hot guys are everywhere. We'll come back next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s.s: Watched a few movies on our way back and to Penang (i.e; Slumdog Millionaire, Taken, Changeling, and stupidest, Tropic Thunder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-890057813988060743?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/890057813988060743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=890057813988060743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/890057813988060743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/890057813988060743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/04/hole-e-dai.html' title='Hole-e-dai'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SfG9rl1EPXI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Jsc46a97x6g/s72-c/l_1b5babbf470f4a2a9643433999c126f6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-4912365186302205296</id><published>2009-04-06T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T05:56:20.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep low high</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like we meet again. Not exactly, but still.&lt;br /&gt;Okay Im dead exhausted, two weeks without holiday. Not even the weekends. Im fully booked for the month. Suck much.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Penang was great. Discovered some new facts about the teachers. Every single one of students behave, that's what the teachers said. Heh. Yolahh&lt;br /&gt;Photos will be up later, did I say Im friggin tired? Trips are tiring. On the bright side, lucky it was compelling even. Well, it better be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Script-writing workshop&lt;/span&gt; was fun. Today is day-one. Four more to go. The seniors were right (namely, Sarah and Vanessa) The workshop really kicked butts.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Mark (sounds so zany with 'mister' though) was awesome. Researched some facts about him and as the matter of fact, I found a fact ; he won like some sort of awards for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mos&lt;/span&gt;t original scripts. He made a few of us cry. And it has only been the first day, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your information (I dont care if you're interested of not) he's a writer/director and also an actor of KLPac. He's famous, really famous in the theatrical industry.&lt;br /&gt;Im keen to actually watch a play as I haven't watch any, I know me a lame-o ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My Good Gracious Goodness, for my sake, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;please bring &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Archuleta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to school lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What a waste of an opportunity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna protest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...but&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams. I don't wanna get blacklisted. Shitto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Tell me whyyyyyyyyyy your tickets are so hard to get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-4912365186302205296?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/4912365186302205296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=4912365186302205296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4912365186302205296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4912365186302205296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/04/deep-low-high.html' title='Deep low high'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-5762566906000707468</id><published>2009-03-31T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T03:49:41.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 328th post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;328th&lt;/span&gt; post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna be very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;veraay &lt;/span&gt;busy in &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;. With all the script-writing workshops (KLPAC peeps rule, that's what I heard at least) and practices and all those clubs and societies and of course the exciting and compelling part of the month, TRIPS! Plural period. My very first trip ever in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh no, not London, or Scotland..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or anywhere in the Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;Not the States too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aussie?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Definitely NO. In my dreams. *showed middle finger but failed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penang and Kuantan baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? You're hoping more? Hope dies first lah wei! (no idea what Im babbling now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to support local tourism industry, people. Help our economy, help the country! Bahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Im campaigning for no good reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The&lt;/span&gt; Carnival was okay. Didn't managed to collect much fund, but we had an okay time. The park was out-of-the-planet awesomeness. (I tend to say that a lot latter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Im so telling you this, there was this thing, where you got inside of the ball with a friend and someone will push (with you in it!) the giant immense ball from the hill, and you'll roll down giddily down the hill. Sounds fun ay? I bet it's 100 degrees inside. With the blazing hot sun.&lt;br /&gt;I just realised the thing AFTER we got into the car. What a waste of a good time, we should've explore the area and we could've discover the thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what it is called.&lt;br /&gt;Still no difference.&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;Go and google yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back to blog soon. and I mean SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-5762566906000707468?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/5762566906000707468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=5762566906000707468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/5762566906000707468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/5762566906000707468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/03/328th-post.html' title='The 328th post.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-5986509842077561668</id><published>2009-03-25T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T05:46:25.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I call 'im bad boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/96/l_2d808f8b4d5c419c9e64117e109765d5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 469px; height: 463px;" src="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/96/l_2d808f8b4d5c419c9e64117e109765d5.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age 4, 1991.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is this you say?&lt;br /&gt;No, we have no blood tie whatsoever. In fact, he doesn't know I exist which is a letdown.&lt;br /&gt;Ha! He's Chris!&lt;br /&gt;The Crocker man of course.&lt;br /&gt;Aww, look at those piercing electric blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;He was born to love Barbie Dolls. Who doesn't? I know you boys love 'em too, deep down in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo was taken from Chris Crocker's official myspace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-5986509842077561668?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/5986509842077561668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=5986509842077561668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/5986509842077561668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/5986509842077561668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/03/age-4-1991.html' title='I call &apos;im bad boy'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-9065906051658997755</id><published>2009-03-21T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T20:07:38.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Us girls we are so magical.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Bachelorsssss *Whose Line Is It Anyway gay style*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What up now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out on previous Wednesday was out-of-the-world awesome. Nearly everyone made it for the day, cause typically when we planned about 10 people who are supposedly coming, only 5 will make it. The case are different this time, praise God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiman Balqish came. A statement I am glad to make.&lt;br /&gt;You people know what will happen when she's around, huh? Do you? The Earth will shatter in a good way. Oh that was metaphorically speaking of course. Party or no party, she's the queen. Queen B. B for Balqish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's get back to my description of the day. My peeps were already there waiting. In front of the Red Box. Like a pack of mobsters. Of course with sense of style. Hugging is our tradition. Especially when you haven't seen the person for over 3 weeks (Aiman's case)&lt;br /&gt;The room was super cozy. We got the room back to ourselves, we got the room back to ourselves. I see, the guy in charged of our room was quite good looking. Not Chad Murray good looking, but Tyler Hilton good looking. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some&lt;/span&gt; of us was flirting with him *cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intan was there. Along with her boo. There were super adorable. Again, Intan's camera was the victim. I'll admit on behalf of the gang, " WE ARE CAMERA&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; FREAKS&lt;/span&gt;!" *camera flashed*&lt;br /&gt;The first time I see every each and one of us let it all out. True, for 4 had been the agoniest year so far. Just Dance, I kissed a Girl, and Low were friggin mad, we grinding all over each another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't blabb much since I already did. Here's are the photos. The good shots are from Intan's courtesy of letting us use her camera. Thanks Intan Wantan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWqLQ2nWjI/AAAAAAAAAlY/0QjcKuJzs8c/s1600-h/l_f936863291334631a7ea72eb9e7e87cb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWqLQ2nWjI/AAAAAAAAAlY/0QjcKuJzs8c/s320/l_f936863291334631a7ea72eb9e7e87cb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315842045660060210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWqLe4EF8I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/JFqPD0ON5UI/s1600-h/l_cb4931ef4c92489a94c3ef6f59d9cd0f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWqLe4EF8I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/JFqPD0ON5UI/s320/l_cb4931ef4c92489a94c3ef6f59d9cd0f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315842049424234434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I looked like someone has just slapped me on the face. &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/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWqLHfuZrI/AAAAAAAAAlI/b-2X9jVX698/s1600-h/l_200f4d22bf314bdb8af65939d732be7a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWqLHfuZrI/AAAAAAAAAlI/b-2X9jVX698/s320/l_200f4d22bf314bdb8af65939d732be7a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315842043148134066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gangstahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWqK5IM_hI/AAAAAAAAAk4/80kG8MLJJFs/s1600-h/l_5db507a85b3e45e398cb2ac0e22416cf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWqK5IM_hI/AAAAAAAAAk4/80kG8MLJJFs/s320/l_5db507a85b3e45e398cb2ac0e22416cf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315842039291379218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWpq3A4QmI/AAAAAAAAAkw/WYWishk-daY/s1600-h/l_c26171cafd4c40009b31f26fee7d0820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWpq3A4QmI/AAAAAAAAAkw/WYWishk-daY/s320/l_c26171cafd4c40009b31f26fee7d0820.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315841488967975522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWpqjRYLGI/AAAAAAAAAko/TP2dCr2r4SQ/s1600-h/l_4cb6843c73e24880a4bc52deb84669ac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWpqjRYLGI/AAAAAAAAAko/TP2dCr2r4SQ/s320/l_4cb6843c73e24880a4bc52deb84669ac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315841483668466786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWpqoqfjOI/AAAAAAAAAkg/kIfFvUd_JJg/s1600-h/l_04df685e70dc4e4b93511c0d078ddaf2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWpqoqfjOI/AAAAAAAAAkg/kIfFvUd_JJg/s320/l_04df685e70dc4e4b93511c0d078ddaf2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315841485115985122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWpqUCNcLI/AAAAAAAAAkY/zb1LYaKPK3c/s1600-h/l_2e07d64dea0a4144ac2b877636cdb3ac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWpqUCNcLI/AAAAAAAAAkY/zb1LYaKPK3c/s320/l_2e07d64dea0a4144ac2b877636cdb3ac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315841479578316978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWpqCNMFvI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/sF6tD2OIHS0/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWpqCNMFvI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/sF6tD2OIHS0/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315841474792527602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Family potrait &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;taken by Peon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWqLEvUGxI/AAAAAAAAAlA/UzFMTbVUA74/s1600-h/P180309_19.29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWqLEvUGxI/AAAAAAAAAlA/UzFMTbVUA74/s320/P180309_19.29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315842042408213266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What IS that? That &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;freaky&lt;/span&gt; thing. Definitely not a naked mole rat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-9065906051658997755?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/9065906051658997755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=9065906051658997755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/9065906051658997755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/9065906051658997755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/03/us-girls-we-are-so-magical.html' title='Us girls we are so magical.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/ScWqLQ2nWjI/AAAAAAAAAlY/0QjcKuJzs8c/s72-c/l_f936863291334631a7ea72eb9e7e87cb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-2012682592482898065</id><published>2009-03-17T18:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T18:21:48.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gossips are here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Gossip Girl &lt;/span&gt;episode. Finally! I've been waiting for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it have been weeks full of agony and feels like Im in a purgatory. Anyhoo, it's here, the Im off to watch it now, right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-2012682592482898065?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/2012682592482898065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=2012682592482898065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2012682592482898065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2012682592482898065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/03/gossips-are-here-new-gossip-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-4576502040937670975</id><published>2009-03-08T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T06:28:53.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's good to be famous.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tvgasm.com/newsgasm/images/newsgasm/fame%20cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 245px;" src="http://www.tvgasm.com/newsgasm/images/newsgasm/fame%20cast.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is is my eyes or the logo seriously looked like one of the Beatles'? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encore:&lt;br /&gt;Before anyone else choose their favorite FAME cast, I WANNA&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; cop&lt;/span&gt; MINE FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kenalah cop dulu kannn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;s not in any way just another High School Musical movie. We've had enough of HSM (3 sequels Oh My Good Gracious)&lt;br /&gt;although Lucas Grabeel and Corbin Blue are the ONLY reason i watched the 2 movies. Of course the first HSM made it big, and I managed to quite like it, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;But, the sequel made me lost my so called 'interest' to HSM completely. The songs, the dances are just way too corny and cheesy for my taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : I haven't watch the 3rd one, so no comment. I'd figure it's just gonna be just&lt;br /&gt;way predictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who haven't heard of the movie FAME (seriously?!) it is a remake from the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; old&lt;/span&gt; FAME where our parents still think they're&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; cool &lt;/span&gt;ones'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; (my 'rents still think they are now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;),&lt;/span&gt; during their Teens when sparkling outfits and outrageous shoe colors made the cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;My fav FAME casts is &lt;u style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Paul Iacono&lt;/u&gt;. He's ah-dorable with those massive curls and witty attitude. I can't help but love funny-looking guys, man they're smoking sexy, Im telling you.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Aaron Book's (Refer to the 2nd photo: the blond in red pants) cute too but he's just so over-rated, so eetttt! (sound effect)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/b/bb/PaulIacono.jpg/180px-PaulIacono.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 131px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/b/bb/PaulIacono.jpg/180px-PaulIacono.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Skoh-lE8sO0/SZ4yLvkXN9I/AAAAAAAARhM/sIwBeJCQ3Pw/s400/Anna+Maria+Perez+Paul+McGill+Paul+Iacono+Dance+Caf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Skoh-lE8sO0/SZ4yLvkXN9I/AAAAAAAARhM/sIwBeJCQ3Pw/s400/Anna+Maria+Perez+Paul+McGill+Paul+Iacono+Dance+Caf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bring on the moveeees, Paul, Let me&lt;/span&gt; see themmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the releasing date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting....dumdeedumdum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it takes forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seen and Scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-4576502040937670975?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/4576502040937670975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=4576502040937670975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4576502040937670975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4576502040937670975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-good-to-be-famous.html' title='It&apos;s good to be famous.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Skoh-lE8sO0/SZ4yLvkXN9I/AAAAAAAARhM/sIwBeJCQ3Pw/s72-c/Anna+Maria+Perez+Paul+McGill+Paul+Iacono+Dance+Caf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-8535009840541662110</id><published>2009-03-07T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T17:28:10.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loud music in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;The best choice. I couldn't even hear a thing.&lt;br /&gt;F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-8535009840541662110?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/8535009840541662110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=8535009840541662110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8535009840541662110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8535009840541662110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/03/loud-music-in-morning-best-choice.html' title=''/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-275215394766941020</id><published>2009-03-06T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T04:54:11.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No particular motive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There's a kid crying down there. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;tha&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Post yang tiada motif.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-275215394766941020?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/275215394766941020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=275215394766941020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/275215394766941020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/275215394766941020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-particular-motive.html' title='No particular motive.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-8065058122980992175</id><published>2009-03-06T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T04:30:01.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To res at one's laurel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woahh, this is my 321st post. To be frank, I didn't notice I've blogged over 300 posts. A job well done. Camooon, no applause for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I feel good. Like today. It's indescribable,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Feeling&lt;/span&gt;. It's some sort of a combination of relieved, jolly and peace. This feeling is just so rare.  Aha, complacent! That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Additional Maths teacher gave back our paper and my result's is not bad, not what I've expected, at least. You know, Math is not that bad once you've got the hang of it. LOL, look's who's talking. Im still struggling through Modern Maths. Absurdly, I have this kind of infatuation for Additional Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; FOR NOW&lt;/span&gt;. I might gave up when the harder topics come around. Don't blame me, I am hot and cold, yes and no, in and out, up and im down.&lt;br /&gt;My decisions/statements aren't always definite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love Maths when you could, cause when you've hate it, you can't undo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Im loving Maths cause I know Im gonna hate it eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://th09.deviantart.com/fs9/300W/i/2006/069/a/e/Maths_Kills_by_snowfyre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 481px;" src="http://th09.deviantart.com/fs9/300W/i/2006/069/a/e/Maths_Kills_by_snowfyre.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Half true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Physics &lt;/span&gt;is a mind-killer.&lt;br /&gt;So, SCREAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-8065058122980992175?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/8065058122980992175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=8065058122980992175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8065058122980992175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/8065058122980992175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-res-at-ones-laurel.html' title='To res at one&apos;s laurel.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-1906965516871799218</id><published>2009-03-03T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T00:12:20.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure HOT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/8/l_3ea9861d8c1e4d2db4417f04b1646650.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 468px; height: 600px;" src="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/8/l_3ea9861d8c1e4d2db4417f04b1646650.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chris Crocker and Danny Noriega.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sizzlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;gggggg&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-1906965516871799218?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/1906965516871799218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=1906965516871799218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1906965516871799218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1906965516871799218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/03/pure-hot.html' title='Pure HOT.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-4654004185667962713</id><published>2009-02-28T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T04:25:44.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take one more wrong turn</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-day has finally ended, thank goodness! This year's Sports Day was a letdown. No photos, did'nt take any more than 4 and all 4 are with Hajar and am anxiously waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Results are different this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pauline &lt;/span&gt;won first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aidan&lt;/span&gt; second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Adele&lt;/span&gt; third&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Xavier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xavier won first place for Marching and Cheerleading!&lt;br /&gt;Sure, the cheerleaders did'nt had that much of practices but they were good. I noticed they had fun on every practices. THAT is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;Geetha was good and this time she tied her hair as tight as a spandex&lt;br /&gt;I guess lesson learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the photos taken days before (Thursday to be exact)&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have the mood to go swimming so instead *poof* I turned into a part-time photographer slash chaperon. Lucky then Sarah and Hanan came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SaksdPNZV-I/AAAAAAAAAkA/NviY-g3Jp1c/s1600-h/P260209_14.30_%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SaksdPNZV-I/AAAAAAAAAkA/NviY-g3Jp1c/s320/P260209_14.30_%5B02%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307822516643387362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SaksdCHdWUI/AAAAAAAAAj4/DAdNHVf1-Ns/s1600-h/P260209_14.30_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SaksdCHdWUI/AAAAAAAAAj4/DAdNHVf1-Ns/s320/P260209_14.30_%5B01%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307822513128823106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SakscwIjeEI/AAAAAAAAAjw/xqjqM0WUZGQ/s1600-h/P260209_14.29_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SakscwIjeEI/AAAAAAAAAjw/xqjqM0WUZGQ/s320/P260209_14.29_%5B01%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307822508301580354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sakscp-djHI/AAAAAAAAAjo/sA6JnTfgmes/s1600-h/P260209_14.29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/Sakscp-djHI/AAAAAAAAAjo/sA6JnTfgmes/s320/P260209_14.29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307822506648636530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SakscVnlGvI/AAAAAAAAAjg/JB3kTPttjok/s1600-h/P260209_14.20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SakscVnlGvI/AAAAAAAAAjg/JB3kTPttjok/s320/P260209_14.20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307822501183953650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiddies pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serene was practically wearing her Barbie swim suit, and that's hot. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun practicing at Tmn Tar and we had a good conversation (random, very)&lt;br /&gt;on Friday's night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-4654004185667962713?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/4654004185667962713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=4654004185667962713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4654004185667962713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4654004185667962713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/02/take-one-more-wrong-turn.html' title='Take one more wrong turn'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SaksdPNZV-I/AAAAAAAAAkA/NviY-g3Jp1c/s72-c/P260209_14.30_%5B02%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-4952786055011616837</id><published>2009-02-26T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T05:06:34.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im going zany (almost)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very busyyyyy darn it. Okay, one more day to end this nightmare week.&lt;br /&gt;Loads and i mean tonnes of homework to catch up on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure Im not THAt busy, i still have time to watch, American Idol apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Whose Line Is it Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and....The City on the internet. (BTW, that show kicks a lot of behinds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i STILL am alright.&lt;br /&gt;Next post will be an overview about the recent American Idol episode which was a downright boring one. but I'll admit Adam was great, and that red haired 16 year-old girl, and MY Kris Allen the good looking one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet next group will going to be a HOT one (Randy's pick up line)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-4952786055011616837?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/4952786055011616837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=4952786055011616837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4952786055011616837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4952786055011616837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-going-zany-almost.html' title='Im going zany (almost)'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-4859494280457663692</id><published>2009-02-23T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T04:13:32.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>81st Academy Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Oscar Award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read this article from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yahoo.com. &lt;/span&gt;It's mainly about the Best and Worst Oscar moments.&lt;br /&gt;One strucked my heart, so bad :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Most Heartbreaking: Heath Ledger's family accepting his award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/k/im_sigg8_pPK3UjdZYRRneSmCMa7w---y626-x495-q75-n1/omg/us/img/97/61/1614822049_10295028057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 405px; height: 626px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/k/im_sigg8_pPK3UjdZYRRneSmCMa7w---y626-x495-q75-n1/omg/us/img/97/61/1614822049_10295028057.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be perfectly honest,&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I haven't watch the show itself. *booing sound* But i WILL! eventually.&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did watch the Live Red-Carpet on channel E! I gotta admit, Miley Cyrus' dress was THE show-stopper. Even Jay Manuel said so. Love the dress, not the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the F is he thinking about that over-styled gel hair? No offense to the fans but i always not one. All hail Lucas Grabeel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/k/im_siggL44oozgzhANFumOebfX.sA---y626-x495-q75-n1/omg/us/img/73/ff/1308329244_9893973258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 406px; height: 626px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/k/im_siggL44oozgzhANFumOebfX.sA---y626-x495-q75-n1/omg/us/img/73/ff/1308329244_9893973258.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Always the poise Anne Hathaway. Am missing princess diaries, oh man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/k/im_siggzqbytu_orHj4LLPkie8Kvg---y626-x495-q75-n1/omg/us/img/5e/55/1853413836_12004460315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 404px; height: 626px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/k/im_siggzqbytu_orHj4LLPkie8Kvg---y626-x495-q75-n1/omg/us/img/5e/55/1853413836_12004460315.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scream now...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause the Vampire's here!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/k/im_siggLDCcdVRyX2EaEzK_XkqmKg---y626-x495-q75-n1/omg/us/img/48/4a/2157474057_11113272305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 626px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/k/im_siggLDCcdVRyX2EaEzK_XkqmKg---y626-x495-q75-n1/omg/us/img/48/4a/2157474057_11113272305.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I have no clue who are these 3 fine (so, fine) blokes.. can't resist their cuteness. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/k/im_sigg_eSm.7Qd0WAxPapMqhkH4Q---y626-x495-q75-n1/omg/us/img/02/48/1610730982_7764945536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 415px; height: 626px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/k/im_sigg_eSm.7Qd0WAxPapMqhkH4Q---y626-x495-q75-n1/omg/us/img/02/48/1610730982_7764945536.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Slumdog Millionaire won 8 Oscars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST watch the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brief summary : About an Indian guy who won a million dollars competition and was accused cheating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-4859494280457663692?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/4859494280457663692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=4859494280457663692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4859494280457663692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/4859494280457663692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/02/81st-academy-award.html' title='81st Academy Award'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-1911702056438466127</id><published>2009-02-22T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T00:46:30.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paling ah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SaEQMMNmQxI/AAAAAAAAAjI/YETtnfaPJa0/s1600-h/B%26W+hajar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SaEQMMNmQxI/AAAAAAAAAjI/YETtnfaPJa0/s320/B%26W+hajar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305539637641888530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hajar has officially turned 16&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ja, dengar cerita Sunday ni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March, March oh March.&lt;br /&gt;Please come by fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: The title is basically her favorite phrase of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-1911702056438466127?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/1911702056438466127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=1911702056438466127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1911702056438466127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1911702056438466127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/02/paling-ah.html' title='Paling ah.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uIvEj6VwF5c/SaEQMMNmQxI/AAAAAAAAAjI/YETtnfaPJa0/s72-c/B%26W+hajar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-694400780791933886</id><published>2009-02-17T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T03:23:52.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im in the hallway, and you say.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Big&lt;/span&gt; story! Fatini canceled her intention to move to MRSM! Double Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;I thought i was having like some sort of hallucination that particular morning.&lt;br /&gt;My vision wasn't lying! (though now, Im having a hard time in class, I think I'd better get spectacles, shoot!)&lt;br /&gt; It was her! Buttt, she said she might apply for second intake......sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, might aswell enjoy this year's Sports Day in Bukit Jalil.&lt;br /&gt;Ryessa, you better come ah woman.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really enjoyed any of our Sport's Day. Hopefully, this year's gonna change.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Adele won first place for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tarik Tali&lt;/span&gt; event! A round of applause to those strong ones.&lt;br /&gt;Oh may oh &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adele&lt;/span&gt; win this year (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Impossible is nothing, Nike&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;and may the Band win something on sport's day. Anything would do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-694400780791933886?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/694400780791933886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=694400780791933886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/694400780791933886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/694400780791933886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-in-hallway-and-you-say.html' title='im in the hallway, and you say.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-1345713726883572519</id><published>2009-02-14T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T03:51:21.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reverie</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyone's leaving&lt;/span&gt;. My first though of the year was this year's not going to be so bad, but it sadly it happened otherwise. The year's threshold could not get any better. It sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"life's unfair, live with it." as quoted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First person left the school was, Izan. She left with no goodbye. Next, Ryessa's heading over to Seremban. Our could-be best DM of the year. Aiman left recently. With tears shed away by closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then..it gets worse. My grandad left. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ForEVER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now..&lt;br /&gt;Fatini's leaving for Terrenganu. Terenganu. Could it be any farther away. It's her decision afterall and all I could do is wish her the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave anywhere anymore, friends. I don't want it to be any duller than this.&lt;br /&gt;Reccess time is no more fun. no more.&lt;br /&gt;I thought 3 A was indivisible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw someone from other school wearing a white tee that goes, " I &lt;3 3A"&lt;br /&gt;I miss 3 A, and soon I'll miss school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im yearning for a sanctuary of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'd like to express my thanks to Miss J for the pretty cool necklace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Thankyouuuuyouuuyouuuuu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Gilaaa dah wei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Halloween &lt;/span&gt;much much better than &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;V-Day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Who's with me, peeps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-1345713726883572519?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/1345713726883572519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=1345713726883572519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1345713726883572519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/1345713726883572519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/02/reverie.html' title='reverie'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086399818591257720.post-2352742153735242340</id><published>2009-02-11T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T03:49:43.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It feels good to feel this way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM OFFICIALLY 16 TODAY&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;equivalent to....&lt;br /&gt;I-am-legal-to drive-now.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the States.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i'd like to express my greatest gratitude to my friends and family for birthday wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and special thanks to Aishah for extra yummy homemade cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;(they're in &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt;! My two most favorite colors. and Manjira for the super=sweet birthday card.&lt;br /&gt;and to the people who sang (the over-rated birthday song), THANK YOU AND MUCHAS GRACIAS EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart each and everyone of you and i am thankful to have ya'll as my mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im So sorry if I've forgotten YOU. Im a human, still. My brain doesn't function properly now. But your wish is my command....I mean, your wish will be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myspace friends! Im very loyal to Myspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall go out, someday. ALL of us. I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. S : The names aren't in any particular orders. Random i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today would probably be the most  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;F-ing B.S&lt;/span&gt; exhausting day EVER. First up, was SukanTara (as usual, i only got full marks for long jump, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forte,&lt;/span&gt; no) then, up came Band Practice (the sun 'freezed' us) then....tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I literally sweat the most today. Now Im lack of mineral salts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im behind in studies, i got homework and reports left. Two more weeks, chill Eera.  &lt;br /&gt;What....? this is what we called 'Self Therapy'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I had a great time today, thankyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086399818591257720-2352742153735242340?l=ohgreenlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/feeds/2352742153735242340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086399818591257720&amp;postID=2352742153735242340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2352742153735242340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086399818591257720/posts/default/2352742153735242340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohgreenlight.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-feels-good-to-feel-this-way.html' title='It feels good to feel this way.'/><author><name>Eera Razak.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475690971704076191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDaU2-PwWD0/TY4kUImfq-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/xHUO00pinow/s220/DSC02968.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
