<?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:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184</id><updated>2010-06-20T07:48:01.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tech Supremo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>485</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-2475456866753635202</id><published>2009-10-14T14:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T14:54:10.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pause for flashback...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;flashback to Friday May 1st 2009...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i wrote this paragraph in my post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"if i can only have one wish this year for my birthday, is for a relationship. someone to love me back just the way that i love her.. someone to hear my stories late at nite when i couldn't sleep and complains to me the next day on how sleepy she was because i dragged her into talking to me till wee hours in the morning... someone who will laugh at my jokes, no matter how crude or bad it was.. someone who will always talk to me into my stupid ideas when i need them and not be afraid to tell me the truth.. someone who hugs me and kisses me from time to time to say that everything is alright...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;all i can say is.. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wow&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you God!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwzL1V3XNwg/StV1Hzg54wI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Rm0XYT6rvss/s1600-h/style.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwzL1V3XNwg/StV1Hzg54wI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Rm0XYT6rvss/s200/style.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392344905793790722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's almost 4 months now and we are still goin stronger.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; i love u sayang.. Mwah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-2475456866753635202?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/2475456866753635202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=2475456866753635202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/2475456866753635202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/2475456866753635202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/2009/10/pause-for-flashback.html' title='pause for flashback...'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwzL1V3XNwg/StV1Hzg54wI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Rm0XYT6rvss/s72-c/style.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-8623418117280859474</id><published>2009-07-08T05:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T05:56:06.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just when you thought...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.. life was finally getting great, it throws in some spikes towards you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i woke up 2 days ago, only to find that my car has been stolen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sucks. really sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i've been using that car for the past 3 years, and the amount of adventure me and him went thru, countless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's not a super car. just a 1984 Metallic Grey Nissan Sunny 1.3. i love that car so much. why? with a full tank, i can go to Kemaman and back! that's only 67 ringgit!! beats any iDSI powered Honda Jazz/City. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;30 ringgit can last me for a week goin back and forth to the office. *sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i call my car bumblebee. just like the character in Transformers. why? because he always act like one. kinda moody if you asked me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;my gf loves that car. it's with that car we went out on our first few dates. and it was in that car i actually proposed to her to be my gf on the 20th of June that day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i was planning to keep that car after getting a new one. looks like it won't happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'm gonna miss him. sadly i never had a picture taken with that car. just 2 videos recorded recently by my gf. that's it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;now what is wrong with people that stole him in the first place? it's an old car! what use do you have of him anyway? damn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;that dude who stole my car caused me a lot of hassle. and a road trip/vacation cancelled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;frankly speaking, at my current financial situation after starting the company, it's not really viable for me to get a new car within this month's time. i dunno. i pray and hope my luck will change. so many things needed to be settled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'm cracking my head now, trying to look for a financial solution. i've dug my grave long time ago. now i need to get out of it. at times like this, i wished i have a share on my dad's wealth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i feel sick.. all because of this. shit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-8623418117280859474?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-7404259575513541850</id><published>2009-06-30T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:43:12.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ladies and gentleman..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.. the 500th post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's been a long time coming. ever since i've realized that this will be the milestone 500th post, my mind has been racing thinking about what should i write. should i tell a story? should i just write an update? should this post dedicated to someone? should this post be another one of my random observations? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well as if now (as i'm typing this), i simply do not know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;many things happened between post 499 and this one. many thing have changed. i got a company. registered properly, with an office, a fully equipped photo studio, and some jobs lined up on different parts of my work spectrum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tomorrow (July 1st) will mark a birth of a new entity. the company will start doin business officially. welcome Rinara Spectrum Sdn Bhd. i have so many expectations for you. and i can't wait for a great adventure with you. heheh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;looking at my business card says it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Creative Director".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've always wanted to be one. and now i got it. complete with huge responsibilities. oh how i love those. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on the other front of my life, i've been happier. as cliche'd as this sounds, i'm once again in a relationship. i'm not gonna spill anything since both of us decided to keep this under the lid. it's all good. it's all very very good. the best thing that happened to my life so far. the force is strong in this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so for the next 3-4 years, u bet i will work my ass off to :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. pay all my debts (credit cards, loans, etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. find a place to stay (most probably getting a mortgage)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. get myself a new and better car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. have savings so that i can finally get married (mom wants a grand kid already, can't blame her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. balance off my jobs and contracts and get more money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;here's to me. here's to my gf. here's to my company. here's to my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;over the years since i had this blog (2004), so many things happened that shaped me into what i am now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've met a lot of people, lost a lot of friends and some dignity, learnt a lot about the world, taught myself how to do business, ate a lot of cool food, listened to a lot of cool music, performed randomly here and there meeting up cool crowds, became a club DJ and quit, wrote a few verses, co-wrote a few songs, played a lot of games (electronic and physical form), recieved a lot of hugs and kisses, not to mention curses and kicks, worked in an international web design firm, entered middle management, wrote posts in Malay and back to English, been face to face with death twice, and most importantly.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i grew up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;500 post later. here i am. 30 years old, with so much passion and enthusiasm in life. with a clear view of the "big picture". and some..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i can't wait to wake up tomorrow. let's make a difference ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;funny how love and passion can change someone.. hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nite guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-7404259575513541850?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-8128635868620033766</id><published>2009-06-09T02:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T02:59:07.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clef treble..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's everywhere. everywhere you go, everywhere you turn to, everywhere you look, you will notice it. it's been one of the earliest form of entertainment known to mankind. it can shape and tell a story about a civilization.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;my life is full of them. i constantly have a beat in my head that i hum to every second. from time to time, i will remember songs and will hum to its tune for the whole day and end up downloading it (if i don't have it in my collection).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;as i write this, Aerials from System Of A Down is blaring from my earphones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i love music. i play them, i made them sometimes, i sing it all the time. music was my first talent. since that fated day during form 1, i've discovered my inner musician. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;you see, during the early days of form 1, everyone is required to join a uniformed body in school or risk not getting their result at the end of year. yeah i know it was very anal of the school to implement that policy. but hey, what can i do, rite? so there's like 6 uniformed body in school. none of them tickled my fancy. but i need to be apart of something real quick. so when a form 2 senior walked into my class and yelled "hey! who wants to join the school band?" i thought "this should be ok, how hard it is to march anyway?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and i signed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;fast forward form 3, i was one of the most talented side drummer the school has ever seen along with another prodigy. both of us rocked the school band hard. we were the face of the band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;funny how we aren't even seniors and they have been talking about one of us being the sergeant (second in command) while the other will be the drum major and the band will be in its glory again. it was in decline since late 80's when suddenly it's not cool to be good in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i can't remember how many shows we rocked. how many crowd we've wowed. but it was all good. it was fun. and i have all eyes on me. us, the side drummers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;from that time i know i am good at something. and it's not a thing that anyone can do. it takes pure talent to do what we do coz we had no notes, no nothing guiding us except our ears and our hearts and passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i miss being in the school band. maybe i should organize a reunion. maybe.. if only i can find the boys back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so from playing in a school band, to rocking a club with my mixes, to touring in a bus performing in random shopping complexes and universities, to making 20,000 ppl jump and scream in sync on my count, i've done it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;of coz i've never won any award for it. but it was more to personal accomplishment rather than public recognition that i wanted. i've always like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so what's next if you ask me. i simply do not know. i still have plans to release a single (and that's it) but so far, all my materials are full of angst and hate. and i don't think i have a place here doin that kinda songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and, i'm not only limited to doin a hip hop single. i can still play instruments remember? hehehe. hence i might come up with a band and just try to get our act right. and i still have my ms darkside to provide vocals for me for a duet. or i can program one dance house track and send it to my sifu for him to spin on Red FM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;there's so many things that i can do. hmm... i might need to roll a die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;with music, i've met a lot of ppl. good, bad, weird, freaky, beautiful, loving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's all good. good vibes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-8128635868620033766?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/8128635868620033766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=8128635868620033766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/8128635868620033766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/8128635868620033766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/2009/06/clef-treble.html' title='clef treble..'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-6619303987989779476</id><published>2009-05-31T04:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T04:44:36.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monthly update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;this past month, i've :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. discarded 3 person from my "care list" and added one new person. ppl come and go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. survived one of the hardest birthday eve ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. randomly played WoW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. learned how to play Puerto Rico, Power Grid, Smallworld &amp;amp; Pandemic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;5. fell in love more and more with photography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;6. thought that i can make money doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;7. thought that "busy" means that "sorry, i'm not hanging out with you anymore no matter how hard you asked me for it".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;8. used the webcam more than i've ever did ever since i got this laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;9. found out that this laptop is actually a tank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;10. felt shitty to be ignored.. again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-6619303987989779476?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/6619303987989779476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=6619303987989779476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/6619303987989779476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/6619303987989779476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/2009/05/monthly-update.html' title='monthly update...'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-8616526111790965156</id><published>2009-05-11T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T00:20:27.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you know i'm no good...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'm 30 today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the board has been cleared. my hand has been replenished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's my turn and i got a bomb hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;kan senang dari dulu macam nih! haih..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;happy birthday to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-8616526111790965156?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/8616526111790965156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=8616526111790965156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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finish reading at least 5 books this month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. start writing treatments and synopsis for "z.a.m", the "doco-werk", and at least an action story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. start writing proposal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. play more L4D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;5. flip coin on whether to wing chun or to waltz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;6. watch more movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;7. be nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;8. take more pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;9. process more pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;10. sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-5238175960219304252?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/5238175960219304252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=5238175960219304252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/5238175960219304252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/5238175960219304252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-to-doat-least-for-next-29-days.html' title='things to do...at least for the next 29 days...'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-2985467501722426252</id><published>2009-05-01T01:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T02:10:27.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another tale from the slums...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;call it ritual, call it routine, but in 11 days i'll be 30, and usually around this time, i'm back into my deep depression mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;here's the situation : nothing's changed since my last birthday , i'm still alone, i'm broke, my work contract just got cancelled for no reason, i'm still driving the same car, and my heartaches all the time everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i read somewhere a few days ago that "life isn't about being happy alone, is about being happy with someone you want to share it with". how absolutely-fuckingly true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i just hate being alone. i hate being lonely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;fuck i'll be 30 soon! should i really freak out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;left right and center i see friends and acquaintances getting married, having babies, getting on with their life. what the fuck am i supposed to do with my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;again, what good is all this talents if i can't make money out of it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;why is the person u want most, will always always don't want you back? it's so unfair when other ppl can change boyfriends/girlfriends in a matter of days and stay in love with that person till it ends. or at least till one of them decides to leave the other. and that whole cycle starts again, in a matter of days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;if i can only have one wish this year for my birthday, is for a relationship. someone to love me back just the way that i love her.. someone to hear my stories late at nite when i couldn't sleep and complains to me the next day on how sleepy she was because i dragged her into talking to me till wee hours in the morning... someone who will laugh at my jokes, no matter how crude or bad it was.. someone who will always talk to me into my stupid ideas when i need them and not be afraid to tell me the truth.. someone who hugs me and kisses me from time to time to say that everything is alright...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i am sad now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i really do..&lt;/span&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/8760184-2985467501722426252?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/2985467501722426252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=2985467501722426252' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/2985467501722426252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/2985467501722426252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-tale-from-slums.html' title='another tale from the slums...'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-212466654774615526</id><published>2009-04-07T04:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T04:04:47.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm tired...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's April now. and i'm back in my sombre mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's like i got a million things to say in my head, to a certain someone. just that, i wished i know how. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sometimes i wished i could see the future, or read ppl's thoughts. i know it won't be pretty, but somehow, it'll be a great thing to do in times like these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;*sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-212466654774615526?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/212466654774615526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=212466654774615526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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read or heard of Watchmen till a few months ago the ever-resourceful Nik Nazrul told me there's gonna be a movie coming out for it. (yes, i know. as a comic book freak should have heard about it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;from my limited research, i've learnt that the movie will be directed by Zack Snyder (300, Dawn of The Dead) and the comic itself was penned by Alan Moore (V For Vendetta, From Hell).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and that's it. i've seen ONE trailer about 2 months ago. still not hyped about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;randomly sometime last week a friend called me up ans asked me, would i be interested in attending the premiere of Watchmen? as a yes man (a logical, yes man i might add) i did what any other yes man would do, i said YES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i just came back from the premiere. my verdict as a person who knows nothing about the comic and had very little exposure about the storyline before goin into the cinema? a SOLID 4 out of 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i do not know what to expect from this movie. as the title credit rolls, the backstory unravels itself telling the audience that this story is set in an alternate timeline where superhero exists and nixon got elected for the third time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;oh by the way, the make up on nixon is the WORST i've seen in an action superhero flick. that dude looks like he had hardened pizza dough stucked on his face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so the premise is about how supposedly, the exiled superheros are being hunted down one by one. and it's up to a masked superhero's paranoia to uncover everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;enter other exiled/retired superhero and one super-superhero. that super-superhero is so powerful, that he didn't care that most of the time he was naked around other people. and apparently he has the ability that i bet most men want, that he can multiply himself to do lotsa things at once (and sex is one of it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;these bunch of superhero had another thing coming towards them, the impending nuclear war between USA and the USSR. somehow, the intricate plot about humanity and peace gets entwined with all these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;like other Zack Snyder film, this film had a lot of gore, violence and sexual innuendos all over it. and all was done tastefully without me having the feel that it was all filler and gimmick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the whole film had this gritty and dark overtone which is the opposite of what you saw in 300 and Dawn of The Dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;character development wise, it was all over the place for the first 45 minutes, but then once it settles down, the feel and the pacing of the film is enticing. i totally enjoyed the last 1 hour of the movie.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;overall this film deserves a second viewing from me. the theatrical run was at 2 hours and 40 minutes. nice selection of actors and actress, nice overtone and character development, and nice overall issue dealt in the movie gives this movie a solid 4 out of 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;thumbs up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-5719114368366354589?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/5719114368366354589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=5719114368366354589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/5719114368366354589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/5719114368366354589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/2009/03/non-spoiler-review-watchmen.html' title='A Non spoiler Review : Watchmen'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-97441210907431064</id><published>2009-02-28T05:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T05:41:26.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rhubarb rhubarb...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i is got no room today.. i must sleep in front of tv. good thing is, room is being renovated, lotsa shit being thrown out, getting a new bed and probably a closet. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's just a few hours before the start of Street Fighter IV tournament and i can't sleep. i just dun feel comfortable and my back aches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;anyway i went to see Actor's Studio Gala Final Show just now. thanks to mieouw for reminding me. we got the ticket like 2 weeks ago for free (well not really, ticket master charged us RM5 for each ticket.. BOO!). it was my first time watching a show in Actor's Studio Bangsar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;overall the show was good. except a duo with tasteless joke about samy vellu and dr chua. very very tasteless. if i had paid a lot of money for the show, i would have demanded for a refund. like seriously, some stand up comedians can and know how to joke about politicians, and some not. clearly, those two can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;other wise the show was good. i had fun with materials from Douglas Lim and Harith Iskandar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Harith included a joke about new couples. he called it "hold hands stage". that happens around the first month of the relationship where couples find it cute to hold hands everywhere they go. yup. i can say that the joke was spot on. i myself won't deny it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Harith was amazing mimicking the cutesy, clingy type of girlfriend. LOL. i really LOL-ed during his skit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i can totally relate when it comes to clingy girls. fine, i'm lucky enuff that all my ex girlfriends aren't clingy (maybe except the third one), but i've had my shares in dating clingy girls and i can say, it wasn't a pleasant experience. i can't even keep quiet (which is what i do best) for 5 minutes! sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hartamas square never looked colorful. we (me and mieouw) went there for supper after the show and it was fun poking fun at the "hold hands stage" couples. hahahah!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i've had fun tonite. i hope it will continue thru out the weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i must sleep now. MUST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;morning!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-97441210907431064?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/97441210907431064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=97441210907431064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/97441210907431064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/97441210907431064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/2009/02/rhubarb-rhubarb.html' title='rhubarb rhubarb...'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-7805580037943194758</id><published>2009-02-26T08:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:22:29.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for the sake of..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it has been almost 3 months since i became really serious on my latest obsession, my photography. it's been almost 3 months that i suddenly found another way of expressing myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've been dreaming of taking pictures here and there since i first got my pentax point and shoot back when i was 11. but that time, film and processing cost so much that i just buried that interest just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my dad bought his SLR when i was 7 years old. again, it was a pentax (i do not know what my dad sees in a pentax, but probably it was good that time). that thing got stolen when our house was broken in to a few months after that. since then, he wasn't into photography anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i became interested in photography thanks to comic books like spider-man and superman. that's how i got into the idea of becoming a journalist (a dead idea now tho :P). most of the time i wish i can tell ppl about my story and the things that i see. that's the idea of journalism that i have in my head. nothing about reporting things about politics and who sleeps with who. everything is about telling ppl honest and true stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i got my digital camera 2 years ago. it was a simple sony point and shoot camera. took me awhile to learn all it's functions. and it took me a lot of time to learn about F number and ISO speed and the whole shebang. i never really took good photos tho that time. not until i went to cambodia. it was there that i learn about composition, about patience, about timing and about being lucky for a shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;until today some of my friends are surprised when they see my cambodian adventure album and saw the camera used to take those pictures. it was at that point of time i know that it's not about the camera, it's about the person taking those pictures that will make a difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at that time too i managed to learn how to channel my emotions thru the pictures. everything from sadness to awe to just being neutral. somehow to me, that was the hardest skill to learn. as a person who hardly shows any drastic emotion, i took pride as being able to capture it in a piece of picture and share it with a lot of ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2nd January 2009 is a date that i will never forget forever. that's the day i bought my camera. the extension of my creative subconcious. :D it wasn't top of the range, but i am content with it and so far, it has never failed me once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a visit to my favorite camera store yesterday once again proved to me that i do not need to feel small when surrounded with other photographers with expensive body and lenses. some that i met yesterday depended too much on their gears and gadget to get a good shot rather than finding the connection between them and the subject.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i see photography as an art form and it will always be like that to me. no matter how random my outings are, rest assured that the output generated will be somehow moody and artsy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's really sad to see how most photographers just do it for the sake of "because they can" and not feeling the flow and the spirit of the medium. really really sad. sheeps i tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've been active in flickr, and to see someone with potential just waste it just because of the fame and attention they got is just saddening. pictures doesn't always need to be pretty. the world itself is not a pretty place to me. so why ignore the obvious and live a lie? hence why my shots are mostly moody and depressing :P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway i think i should stop rambling now. feel free to browse into my flickr gallery at the sidebar and tell me what you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i may not take nice pictures, but most of the time my pictures speaks for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-7805580037943194758?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/7805580037943194758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=7805580037943194758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/7805580037943194758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/7805580037943194758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-sake-of.html' title='for the sake of..'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-8528323657535315688</id><published>2009-02-22T06:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T06:14:10.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random entry..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wow. after like almost 6 months getting this PC (not laptop), i finally post an entry from it. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;shows how much i'm using this PC..  nothing wrong with it, it's fast (AMD 4 cores, 4gb RAM, 1TB HDD, ATi 3870 graphics), but I find it more comfortable using my laptop. plus the fact that most of the time i'm inside my room anyway. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's sunday and i do not have anything to do. i am so bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;options :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. get around KL in the LRT and snap pictures of ppl, random ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. play WoW till i puke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. play RockBand and Guitar Hero till i puke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. finish up God Of War for the PSP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. call up friends and hang out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. log on to youtube and listen/watch music videos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. just do nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;choices choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6WfZYJUbqvQ&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/6WfZYJUbqvQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-8528323657535315688?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/8528323657535315688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=8528323657535315688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/8528323657535315688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/8528323657535315688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-entry.html' title='random entry..'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-2643574169250860062</id><published>2009-02-20T04:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T05:24:34.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please stay,,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm hooked to a lot of things now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. yuna (the fact that she stood in line in front of me while waiting to get in for Mogwai concert just adds to my obsession :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. estrella (liyana is so so so cute. and she can sing too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. my photography sessions and all the post processing done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. my psp (being able to play my PS1 games on the go is the best)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. Yes Man book - my current bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. Flickr. yes. i am hooked to flickr. for inspiration and for fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. Adobe Lightroom 2.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wow. and to imagine that i have time to do/listen/produce/shoot/play all this while doing my work. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my love towards photography just keeps growing and growing. i dun care if i'm taking good shots or not, i just love to shoot. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now, if only i can find someone kind enuff (female preferably) to let me shoot portraits of her with a very minimal charge (a dinner or something) so that i can practice my portrait shooting. anyone interested?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gimme a buzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: blog links all updated. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-2643574169250860062?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/2643574169250860062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=2643574169250860062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/2643574169250860062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/2643574169250860062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/2009/02/please-stay.html' title='please stay,,,'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-7512287253288876281</id><published>2009-02-14T06:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T01:38:37.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love your heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwzL1V3XNwg/SZcBBlcO8FI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mpfkKZpRH6o/s1600-h/IMG_8492.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/_BwzL1V3XNwg/SZcBBlcO8FI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mpfkKZpRH6o/s200/IMG_8492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302708212994076754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Give me a kiss to build a dream on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my imagination will thrive upon that kiss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetheart, I ask no more than this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A kiss to build a dream on&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a kiss before you leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And my imagination will feed my hungry heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me one thing before we part&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kiss to build a dream on&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm alone with my fancies...&lt;br /&gt;I'll be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Weaving romances...&lt;br /&gt;making believe they're true&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me your lips for just a moment&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my imagination will make that moment live&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me what you alone can give&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kiss to build a dream on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(instrumental break)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm alone with my fancies...&lt;br /&gt;I'll be with you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weaving romances...&lt;br /&gt;making believe they're true&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a kiss to build a dream on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my imagination will thrive upon that kiss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah sweetheart, I ask no more than this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A kiss to build a dream on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;- A Kiss To Build A Dream On : Louis Armstrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-7512287253288876281?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/7512287253288876281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=7512287253288876281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/7512287253288876281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/7512287253288876281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-your-heart.html' title='love your heart...'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwzL1V3XNwg/SZcBBlcO8FI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mpfkKZpRH6o/s72-c/IMG_8492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-1168797904095989977</id><published>2009-01-17T04:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T05:12:48.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tag play...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;THREE NAMES THAT FRIEND CALL YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;tech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;dude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;nazri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;THREE MOST IMPORTANT DATES IN YOUR LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;her birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(i only got 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;THREE WAYS TO BE HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;good conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;take nice photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 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style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;THREE THINGS YOU’LL BE DOING TOMORROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;butterfingers unplugged @ istana budaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;drink more coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;discussion and more discussion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;TOP THREE WHY YOU ARE BUSY AT THIS TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;covering for sister/mom ferrying school kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;random stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’M TAGGING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;barack obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;megan fox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;steven gerrard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-1168797904095989977?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/1168797904095989977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=1168797904095989977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/1168797904095989977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/1168797904095989977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/2009/01/tag-play.html' title='tag play...'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-1659627185059887647</id><published>2009-01-09T04:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T05:00:13.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reptilia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;first post for 2009.. and i'm writing this from my room at my house. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- new year's eve was great. super-uber-secret rockband party at the La Faber's. sheer awesomeness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- i am officially addicted to RockBand series and pre-Activision Guitar Hero games. yup. me, plastic guitarist. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- the above fact made me forget about other games i have on my 360. but not WoTLK yet. still grinding (slowly to 80).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- had a great start for the year. more and more opportunities coming. i think i'm in safe hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- i have declared this year as my personal "year of opportunities". i will look for it, i will bask in it, i will enjoy it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- the "yes" method is working flawlessly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- this might come as late, but Coldplay's Viva La Vida is an awesome album. (so does the Prospekt March's EP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- the random white boy has made me addicted to shisha/hookah again. damn you! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- i fell in love on the 2nd of January 2009. she follows me where ever i go. she sees what i sees. she is my new best friend. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- things to do this month alone includes, monthly travel to kemaman (Hai Peng Sessions, here we come!), Mogwai Live in Malaysia, Butterfingers Unplugged concert and Chinese New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- will post more updates soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;good nite KL. me love you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;daa!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-1659627185059887647?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/1659627185059887647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=1659627185059887647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/1659627185059887647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/1659627185059887647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/2009/01/reptilia.html' title='reptilia'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-6187930379352418936</id><published>2008-12-24T13:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T13:54:29.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stories to share to the one i love..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here I am again, in that dodgy motel in Kemaman writing this post. It’s 5.15am on a Christmas Eve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;How fast time flies? The last thing I remembered was waking up on New Year’s Day this year to an SMS from someone that in the end became my girlfriend for 5 months. Well we broke up a few days before my birthday but somehow, someway, we’ve managed to be friends till today. And I’m really thankful for that. I still care and in love with her, and that’s the truth. Maybe not now, maybe not today, but maybe in the future we might cross out paths again in all that heart’s matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Last January, I was working with a person who I thought can be my close friend. Someone who I thought I can count on. But everything went really slow and being me, the impulsive and impatient Taurean, really can’t take it. I was losing my cool everyday. I was broke, I felt hopeless most of the time, and my girlfriend that time couldn’t take it anymore. That’s the main reason why we broke up: simply because she can’t afford to be in a relationship when most of the time she felt pity towards me for being broke and almost jobless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I went to a deep depression really quick. And the situation in the office didn’t help. Things were getting worse between me and my business partner that time, mostly about money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That’s when I’ve decided to leave that partnership. Nothing more can be done to fix it and I don’t see any use of me staying in that company and pretending that everything is gonna be ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I sank deeper into depression. I became paranoid. I was scared of facing the next day. I was scared to leave my room: afraid that I will be judged just because I don’t have a stable and steady job. I thought about the future all day that time. How am I going to survive? How am I gonna make it in life? How am I gonna achieve my dreams? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Then one day, I’ve just had enuff. I know that I have to do something. I know that if I want to change, first, I HAVE to make that change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I started making phone calls, writing emails, talking to ppl I know. Ppl what somehow can give me contacts to do projects for them. Small favors. And from there, I’ve managed to earn money on a weekly basis but it wasn’t much. Sometimes it was RM50, sometimes more, sometimes less than that. But anything to keep me running and continue working on a daily basis and I was surviving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m glad that I got this laptop, the one I’m using to type this post now. This is my portable office. It’s from here that I plan everything and keeping everything in check regarding my contacts and projects, no matter how small it was. She ran perfectly all the softwares that I am depending my life on like Adobe suites, Microsoft Office, and Firefox. Plus she ain’t got any issues connecting to any Wi-Fi networks unlike some laptop other people have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyway, back to my story, I was pretty good at surviving until one day I received a call asking me whether I know anything about setting up a wireless network on a very large scale. Frankly speaking, I know nuts about it but my guts told me to say “YES”. And so a new journey began in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Fast forward 3 months after that phone call was made, here I am in this dodgy hotel, typing this before I go to bed. I’m servicing the client here later around 10am. Doing server maintenance and consulting for their network. And discuss the details on what kind of training they want their staffs to receive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’ve earn enuff from this project alone that if I stayed home for 365 days next year, I can still have some to save for at least half of the year after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And all this, is just the beginning, me and my newest partner are expanding in January to a bigger market in a larger ocean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Somehow I’m glad that I have the courage to leave that former venture and have the guts to say “YES” to that phone call 3 months ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;To be frank, I am still scared about what’s going to happen in the next year. All I can do is hope. That’s all I’ve been doing. Having hope to me is better than nothing. Hope is what gives me the strength to wake up and continue working every single day. Especially when facing this global economic downturn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So there. Here’s to the coming year. Here’s to me. Here’s to the ppl who matters. Here’s to ppl who’ve lend me their ears when I needed them. Here’s to ppl who believed in me. Here’s to friends. Friends who kept me in check and told me to keep going on when I was really down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thanks guys. Thank you everyone. Thank you dear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Have a great year ahead. This is me signing off for 2008. Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nazri@techsupremo – 5.52am, 24th December 2008, Kemaman, Terengganu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-6187930379352418936?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/6187930379352418936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=6187930379352418936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/6187930379352418936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/6187930379352418936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/2008/12/stories-to-share-to-one-i-love.html' title='stories to share to the one i love..'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-1830584693669728117</id><published>2008-12-13T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:14:01.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trip tales...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;as i wrote this, i'm in a cheap hotel in the middle of Kemaman town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this room cost me, RM89 for the nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 nights ago, i spend the nite in Impiana Resort Cherating. the room was ok, the best part of it was dozing off to the sounds of the waves crashing.&lt;br /&gt;it was nice.. and it cost me RM250 for that nite. not forgetting the "sound effects" heard at 4am in the morning due to thin walls between the rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite, i spend the nite in Legend Resort Cherating. nothing to shout about. it was just a basic deluxe room for twin sharing with the normal shebang (tv, coffee &amp;amp; tea making facilities, blablabla).&lt;br /&gt;the place was filled with families and kids (yeah2, it's the school holidays). i can see the beach from my room. it cost me RM289 with breakfast to stay there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i'm in this kinda dodgy room. the bathroom looks no different than what i've seen in self recorded malay porns. the bed is decent enuff, the comforters have Garfield prints on it.&lt;br /&gt;but i tell you, this is the best hotel i've stayed in so far thru out this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the TV rocks. it's 21 inch (both Impiana and Legend had 15 inches tv), it has AV input (both earlier tvs just had RF, i brought the PS2 on this trip thinking that i can hook it up in the room to play but couldn't thanks to the connection)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the tv channel has ESPN and Star World (Impiana had VERY limited Astro channels, Legend had that stupid Vision Four channel that i thought was gone a long time ago).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. RM89 INCLUDES BREAKFAST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. breakfast is served in a FULLY WI-FIed CAFE in this dodgy building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. the front office doubles as a convienience store where the price is the same like normal mini mart (other hotels will cut your throat with their price even for a can of Coke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. IT'S ONLY RM89!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the reason why we had to move here and there to catch a nite's sleep was because those big2 hotels can offer only one nite of accomodation to us due to other ppl's cancellation. we can't extend our stay, simply because they were fully booked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was pure luck we found this hotel. it's at the end of the road in the middle of Kemaman town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will stay here again the next time i come here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never felt so good when the Wi-Fi connection at the warehouse i'm working at went up just now. oh, in case you guys didn't know, i'm installing and deploying Wi-Fi network for this one company at their warehouse for the whole company's use. pretty much making them, the first company in Kemaman to use FULLY WIRELESS network in their warehouse compound to connect to the net and each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's this kinda satisfaction that makes me love my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beats anything during my days in the cubicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will bring another new challenge for me. and i can't wait to face it and beat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just not the "office-drone" type.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-1830584693669728117?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/1830584693669728117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=1830584693669728117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/1830584693669728117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/1830584693669728117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/2008/12/trip-tales.html' title='trip tales...'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-2392434320767972948</id><published>2008-11-28T13:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T13:16:00.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunny, i'm in love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;...with this singer.. her voice is so heavenly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: verdana;" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WlHAgLdQvIk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WlHAgLdQvIk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Is your favourite colour blue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you always tell the truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you believe in outerspace?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;And im learning you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Is your skin as tanned as mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Does your hair flow sideways?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Did someone took a portion of your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;And im learning you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;And if you dont mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Can you tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;All your hopes and fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything that you believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Would you make a difference in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd love for you to take me to a deeper conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Only you can make me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;I let my guard down for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;And in time you will too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Does your name rhyme with mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;arrrgh!!! her voice is so.. unique!!! i wish i could meet her one day. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-2392434320767972948?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/2392434320767972948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=2392434320767972948' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/2392434320767972948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/2392434320767972948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/2008/11/hunny-im-in-love.html' title='Hunny, i&apos;m in love!'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-1443916726009375349</id><published>2008-11-27T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T02:05:37.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>contemplating..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hmm.. choices choices..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. Canon 50d with kit lens (18-55 IS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. Nikon D90 with kit lens (18 -55 VR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. Solo trip to anywhere in Asia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. 42-inch LCD tv to complement my 360.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'm more keen on choice number 1 or 2. after looking at the datasheet, looks like option 2 suits me in the long run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but still... i'm not a fan of Nikon. tho i must admit the pictures and the colors are nicer than Canon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i am so fickle minded...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;*sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-1443916726009375349?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/1443916726009375349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=1443916726009375349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/1443916726009375349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/1443916726009375349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/2008/11/contemplating.html' title='contemplating..'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-5983271944910111927</id><published>2008-11-20T04:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T05:16:26.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i was...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;".. strolling on the moon one day..in a very merry month of may.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hehe. i got that song in my head now. everywhere i turn, everytime i'm idle, my mind just start to sing that song over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;just came back from a show in University of Nottingham, Semenyih. damn that place was far. like really far. it was an ok show. nothing to cheer about, everything's routine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Loco reminded me that i need to finish "Pahit". yeah. i will do that after everything is done. promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;anyway since the past few days i've been on youtube frenzy. god bless youtube. i dunno how many random things i've learnt since these past few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so i'm back to youtube hopping. will be back later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-5983271944910111927?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/5983271944910111927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=5983271944910111927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/5983271944910111927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/5983271944910111927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-was.html' title='i was...'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-4918065831353475004</id><published>2008-11-18T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T01:25:42.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>connected...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"from IRC to the online forums, it's amazing how a lifeless thing such as the PC can connect human beings and incite emotions between them"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;that was a quote from one of the forumer inside the forum i am frequenting. one of the forum member just passed away a few days ago, i didn't know her or having a chance to talk to her while she was alive. but from the dedication thread created for her, i know that she was loved and have touched so many life's inside the forum. in fact, reading about her inside that thread makes me feel happy. somehow, beyond all this bits and bytes, human emotion and touch still prevails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;RIP Rachel Leong aka raphael. tho i never got the chance to talk to you or join you in one of your online gaming adventures, your courage and strength battling your disease simply amazes me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;human touch thru the net is not something that's impossible to me. i met 3 of my ex-es thru the net. and countless of online friends that i share some sort of unspoken bond with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'm still in contact to my old WoW guild members (the first batch) from time to time. yes i do miss hanging out with them every nite and talk about anything (personal problems, deep secrets, world issues, relationships, etc). i do miss listening to my guild leader performing for us via guild chat (he's an up and coming alternative rock singer from US), performing never-been-heard-before songs he penned and recorded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and i will never forget goin raiding an instance with them for 8 straight hours. that was really fun and weird at the same time. listening to them screaming "JANGANN!!!!" (yes, in malay) when i rush into a group of mob while some of us are still recharging. hey, dun blame me, i'm the tank. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;countless times i've shared a good song with my online friends. or watched the same movie at the same time while having a chat talking bout the movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;who says the internet has to be a cold and barren place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8760184-4918065831353475004?l=techsupremo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/feeds/4918065831353475004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8760184&amp;postID=4918065831353475004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/4918065831353475004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8760184/posts/default/4918065831353475004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://techsupremo.blogspot.com/2008/11/connected.html' title='connected...'/><author><name>Nazri @ TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-7284632486932379878</id><published>2008-11-09T18:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T18:25:02.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish i can delete my memories...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;was browsing thru my archives just now. and it just hit me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been lied, cheated, stabbed so many times in the past 4 years. not even counting the years before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck. i'm too soft. too stupid. i trust ppl so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even ppl that i thought loved me for what i am, left me. all for stupid reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends that i thought became my friends without prejudice, stabbed me in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl that i care about, some of them do not know i'm still alive. except for my closest friends (they know who they are), none of them ever dropped an sms to ask me how i am. fair-weathered friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now tell me, should i care about them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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TechSupremo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05522697270871727058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03239832014076764111'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8760184.post-994703962229775465</id><published>2008-11-05T13:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:26:32.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leaders of the new school..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i was up whole nite till now to watch the US presidential elections.. finally the ppl in US gets it right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;let's see how he can make the change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;congrats Barrack Obama, the 44th US President.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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