<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284</id><updated>2011-11-28T07:28:07.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZacZac {Power Play}</title><subtitle type='html'>the FREAKIN' designer</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-7046039631296373817</id><published>2010-04-07T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T11:55:33.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://zappyzac.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://zappyzac.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new blog. Do visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-7046039631296373817?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://zappyzac.blogspot.com/' title='New Blog'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/7046039631296373817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=7046039631296373817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/7046039631296373817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/7046039631296373817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-6172049139319062068</id><published>2009-04-12T19:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T19:19:50.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving...</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, I've moved my webpage!&lt;br /&gt;You can now follow me on Tumblr...&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://zappyzac.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://zappyzac.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-6172049139319062068?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-998526651401560660</id><published>2009-04-08T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T13:51:02.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hollywood.com</title><content type='html'>OMGLOL!&lt;br /&gt;You've got to read this: http://nand.net/~demaria/hollywood.txt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-998526651401560660?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/998526651401560660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=998526651401560660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qsp-nrf_8KQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qsp-nrf_8KQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&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/6462274331009238284-6640652284529121638?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/6640652284529121638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=6640652284529121638' title='0 Comments'/><link 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.queerty.com/wp/docs/2009/04/timmygay1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 525px; height: 570px;" src="http://www.queerty.com/wp/docs/2009/04/timmygay1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.queerty.com/six-great-ways-to-turn-little-timmy-gay-20090401/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so very tongue-in-cheek, don't you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-1557757534802578476?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/1557757534802578476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=1557757534802578476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/1557757534802578476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/1557757534802578476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow.html' title='Wow.'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-6696357043167600359</id><published>2009-03-10T14:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T15:09:27.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Album: What Noise Do You Wanna Make</title><content type='html'>1 word&lt;br /&gt;:Sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest problem is that the singers, they don't actually sing. They make noises. How ironic. The music itself is nice. There's some semblance of rhythm, but there's none of the kinda punch that a good song can deliver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, some of the songs are so inaudible I couldn't tell what the lyrics are. And some worse, the drums and guitars drowns out the lead vocals, they might as well don't sing! There's definitely a lot of room for improvement here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, do continue to support these young artists by going to their outdoor concerts. The live one seems so much better than the CD themselves. After all, who knows one of them might emerge a little bit better than William Hung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i'm in a bad mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-6696357043167600359?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/6696357043167600359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=6696357043167600359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6696357043167600359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6696357043167600359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2009/03/album-what-noise-do-you-wanna-make.html' title='Album: What Noise Do You Wanna Make'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-1196321980219800120</id><published>2009-03-09T09:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T09:09:29.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that fear of loss</title><content type='html'>there's a time and place&lt;br /&gt;for everything to go away&lt;br /&gt;the warmth that touched my face&lt;br /&gt;could become a memory another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is not just a race&lt;br /&gt;a blink, a bang, and it can go away&lt;br /&gt;fading away like a taste&lt;br /&gt;treasure your life, that you may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setting things right is not a choice&lt;br /&gt;for there's lots and lots for you to say&lt;br /&gt;a moment lost without a trace&lt;br /&gt;isn't something funny, you say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-1196321980219800120?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/1196321980219800120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=1196321980219800120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/1196321980219800120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/1196321980219800120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2009/03/that-fear-of-loss.html' title='that fear of loss'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-8005520273168251038</id><published>2009-02-19T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T10:18:21.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireheart!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/henric/3273564727/" title="Fireheart! by zaczacZACzac, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3535/3273564727_f2193922dd.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Fireheart!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-8005520273168251038?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/8005520273168251038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=8005520273168251038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8005520273168251038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8005520273168251038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2009/02/fireheart.html' title='Fireheart!'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3535/3273564727_f2193922dd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-3484585426447484842</id><published>2009-02-16T12:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T12:53:05.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple iTunes' new visualizer!</title><content type='html'>There there, tis so COOOL! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SZjwPrJzgHI/AAAAAAAAA4A/mfevoONdrRk/s1600-h/itunesvv.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SZjwPrJzgHI/AAAAAAAAA4A/mfevoONdrRk/s320/itunesvv.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303252713301311602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SZjwPUvUcnI/AAAAAAAAA34/SmOVyaHxLtA/s1600-h/itunesv.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 159px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SZjwPUvUcnI/AAAAAAAAA34/SmOVyaHxLtA/s320/itunesv.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303252707284644466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-3484585426447484842?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/3484585426447484842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=3484585426447484842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3484585426447484842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3484585426447484842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2009/02/apple-itunes-new-visualizer.html' title='Apple iTunes&apos; new visualizer!'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SZjwPrJzgHI/AAAAAAAAA4A/mfevoONdrRk/s72-c/itunesvv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-6730429074705398728</id><published>2009-02-11T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T09:14:28.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let there be light~</title><content type='html'>In the beginning there was nothing. God said, 'Let there be light!' And there was light. There was still nothing, but you could see it a whole lot better.&lt;br /&gt;  - Ellen DeGeneres&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-6730429074705398728?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/6730429074705398728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=6730429074705398728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6730429074705398728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6730429074705398728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2009/02/let-there-be-light.html' title='Let there be light~'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-7584656142497995552</id><published>2009-02-05T16:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T19:18:41.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on creativity,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SYrJH-SDxpI/AAAAAAAAA3w/RkyNDNN9W44/s1600-h/catspoem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SYrJH-SDxpI/AAAAAAAAA3w/RkyNDNN9W44/s320/catspoem.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299269050369820306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creativity is like the light,&lt;br /&gt;every subtle and yet bright,&lt;br /&gt;like the water ebbs and flows,&lt;br /&gt;surging into your very soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creativity is like the wind,&lt;br /&gt;catching you in the cool sea breeze,&lt;br /&gt;or like a shadow dark and grim,&lt;br /&gt;nagging at you like buzzing bees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you say, what is creativity?&lt;br /&gt;i'll say, taking my key,&lt;br /&gt;as a lever to your can of tea,&lt;br /&gt;building castles with the can by the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you steal my belt and you pin it high,&lt;br /&gt;just to hang up a curtain filled with mites,&lt;br /&gt;upon the front door so they may fly,&lt;br /&gt;scaring the neighbours with their bites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with my hanky,&lt;br /&gt;and a cup tied with it,&lt;br /&gt;i could barely make it,&lt;br /&gt;to filter my tea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you say, what is creativity?&lt;br /&gt;and i'll tell you, there, THAT'S creativity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-7584656142497995552?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/7584656142497995552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=7584656142497995552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/7584656142497995552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/7584656142497995552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-creativity.html' title='on creativity,'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SYrJH-SDxpI/AAAAAAAAA3w/RkyNDNN9W44/s72-c/catspoem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-407077756900001904</id><published>2009-01-31T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:10:12.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youtube is Harming my computer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SYRpDPQDEMI/AAAAAAAAA3o/YKnJD6E6RYI/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SYRpDPQDEMI/AAAAAAAAA3o/YKnJD6E6RYI/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297474566048911554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-407077756900001904?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/407077756900001904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=407077756900001904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/407077756900001904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/407077756900001904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2009/01/youtube-is-harming-my-computer.html' title='Youtube is Harming my computer!'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SYRpDPQDEMI/AAAAAAAAA3o/YKnJD6E6RYI/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-2955661109469597095</id><published>2009-01-02T11:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T11:07:39.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Number 1 Search in Singapore is Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SV2Ev5nsszI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/_sJ1NrGSknc/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SV2Ev5nsszI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/_sJ1NrGSknc/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286527496058876722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how lame this is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/insights/search/#geo=SG&amp;date=today%207-d&amp;cmpt=q"&gt;Click here for more&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-2955661109469597095?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/2955661109469597095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=2955661109469597095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/2955661109469597095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/2955661109469597095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2009/01/number-1-search-in-singapore-is.html' title='The Number 1 Search in Singapore is Singapore'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SV2Ev5nsszI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/_sJ1NrGSknc/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-4274208781097987609</id><published>2009-01-01T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:33:06.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A short love story...</title><content type='html'>Just to share this interesting clip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=877053&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=877053&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/877053"&gt;A SHORT LOVE STORY IN STOP MOTION&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/carloslascano"&gt;Carlos Lascano&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-4274208781097987609?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/4274208781097987609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=4274208781097987609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/4274208781097987609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/4274208781097987609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2009/01/short-love-story.html' title='A short love story...'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-3449417587946981331</id><published>2008-12-22T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T21:33:52.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changes...</title><content type='html'>i'm sure you would be surprised if you know how much i'm changed from since this blog is started... interestingly, love really makes a man grow up... responsibilities change it all.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-3449417587946981331?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/3449417587946981331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=3449417587946981331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3449417587946981331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3449417587946981331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/12/changes.html' title='changes...'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-463102053463957582</id><published>2008-12-17T10:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T10:40:09.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all about you</title><content type='html'>yea, back from hiatus. i'm freakish-ly tied up so much so that i didn't have time to do any blogging. AND now that i do have the time, i just so think about something negative, and i have to blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i UNFRIENDLY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curiously, after much thinking, i realize that i might just be that very unfriendly sometimes. the problem with me is that i am just quiet. i don't talk much. i dun like to talk much. it's just kinda as if my prerogative to be quiet and live in my fantasy world. BESIDES, i'm an &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;introvert&lt;/span&gt;! what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a different person at different times. i have moods. just so happen that i tend to feel blue-black most of the time. if you've seen the occasional red and orange, you might not think that i'm such a peculiar guy after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that said, all i can say is that, you DON'T KNOW ME AT ALL, if you &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; that i am some weird PECULIAR emo kid DEVOID OF EMOTIONS. i'm no such creature. if you can take a second and see past this &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;COLD ARMOUR&lt;/span&gt; i erected to protect my fragile heart, you &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; be able to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt; the halo shining above my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as with knowing you, knowing me,&lt;br /&gt;loving you, loving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - it's as important as food, air and water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;childhood traumas&lt;/span&gt; gave me a reason to forge this kind of stronghold. only true sincerity can go past and see wads underneath. do you understand? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DO YOU&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It is far more impressive when others discover your good qualities without your help. - Judith Martin&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-463102053463957582?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/463102053463957582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=463102053463957582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/463102053463957582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/463102053463957582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-about-you.html' title='all about you'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-5218255284916996312</id><published>2008-12-15T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T00:09:14.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ICT Calendar design, coverpage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SUUvnqGGRgI/AAAAAAAAAzU/06xJqcsaM1c/s1600-h/cover.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SUUvnqGGRgI/AAAAAAAAAzU/06xJqcsaM1c/s400/cover.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279678496523044354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-5218255284916996312?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/5218255284916996312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=5218255284916996312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5218255284916996312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5218255284916996312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/12/ict-calendar-design-coverpage.html' title='ICT Calendar design, coverpage'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SUUvnqGGRgI/AAAAAAAAAzU/06xJqcsaM1c/s72-c/cover.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-5402256762744957258</id><published>2008-11-24T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:59:21.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody likes me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SSrBOGD94UI/AAAAAAAAAyI/DwgpeMmZyJg/s1600-h/Untitled-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SSrBOGD94UI/AAAAAAAAAyI/DwgpeMmZyJg/s400/Untitled-1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272238761680167234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-5402256762744957258?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/5402256762744957258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=5402256762744957258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5402256762744957258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5402256762744957258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/11/nobody-likes-me.html' title='nobody likes me'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SSrBOGD94UI/AAAAAAAAAyI/DwgpeMmZyJg/s72-c/Untitled-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-217297350240665882</id><published>2008-11-12T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:48:12.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>personalization, project ZAC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SRreV76DX8I/AAAAAAAAAxw/28Z3cR2K5LM/s1600-h/zdesignlogofinal.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SRreV76DX8I/AAAAAAAAAxw/28Z3cR2K5LM/s400/zdesignlogofinal.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267767182603018178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SRreVScr5ZI/AAAAAAAAAxo/cGw1FktSrRw/s1600-h/zac-thin.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 172px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SRreVScr5ZI/AAAAAAAAAxo/cGw1FktSrRw/s400/zac-thin.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267767171473991058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, COOL huh? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-217297350240665882?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/217297350240665882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=217297350240665882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/217297350240665882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/217297350240665882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/11/personalization-project-zac.html' title='personalization, project ZAC'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SRreV76DX8I/AAAAAAAAAxw/28Z3cR2K5LM/s72-c/zdesignlogofinal.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-8813902990775637853</id><published>2008-11-07T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T22:01:52.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They Cheat Our Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=37502185994"&gt;PETITION AGAINST HIGH BUS FARES FOR POLY STUDENTS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The high bus fare based upon education level now is extremely unfair, discriminatory, and unreasonable for tertiary students of the same age as students studying in JCs. I believe the bus fare should be adjusted according to age to avoid being partial to the JC student. After all, majority of the JC students are 16 to 19yrs old, so are polytechnic students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, come on out and help &lt;a href="http://www.petitiononline.com/polybus/"&gt;sign the petition&lt;/a&gt;, and abolish such practice of blatantly stealing the money out of poor, young kid's hands!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-8813902990775637853?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/8813902990775637853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=8813902990775637853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8813902990775637853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8813902990775637853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/11/they-cheat-our-money.html' title='They Cheat Our Money'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-558865385373879421</id><published>2008-11-07T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T16:13:45.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No to Proposition 8</title><content type='html'>THIS IS FUCKING DAMN RETARDED.&lt;br /&gt;DENYING SAME SEX COUPLE THE RIGHT TO MARRY IS DISCRIMINATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOULD YOU LIKE IT IF IT'S YOU AT THE OTHER END, BEING TOLD THAT YOU CAN'T MARRY THIS GIRL BECAUSE YOU CAN'T MARRY THIS GIRL? WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF LAME EXCUSE IS THAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY BASTARDS DO SUCH THING. AND YOU ARE A BASTARD IF YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT TAKING AWAY ANOTHER PERSON'S RIGHT. AND GOD WILL CURSE YOU FOREVER MORE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-558865385373879421?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/558865385373879421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=558865385373879421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/558865385373879421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/558865385373879421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-to-proposition-8.html' title='No to Proposition 8'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-4159276825980667991</id><published>2008-11-06T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:42:57.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Musical 3: Senior Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/movies/1/0/K/O/R/highschoolmusical3poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 593px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/movies/1/0/K/O/R/highschoolmusical3poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/x8it6vB-GE/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/x8it6vB-GE/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/groups/bRYeeBzO/playlist/3g4Ys-0W/high_school_musical_3_senior_year_music_playlist/"&gt;HIgh School Musical 3: Senior Year&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, watched it. The storyline is kinda long, but the music totally rocks! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-4159276825980667991?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/4159276825980667991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=4159276825980667991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/4159276825980667991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/4159276825980667991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/11/high-school-musical-3-senior-year.html' title='High School Musical 3: Senior Year'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-8013043826029667966</id><published>2008-11-02T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:43:46.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drowning...</title><content type='html'>life is super boring. or sch life at least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SQ2gcTN7RBI/AAAAAAAAAxI/qjBWllnWztg/s1600-h/help!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SQ2gcTN7RBI/AAAAAAAAAxI/qjBWllnWztg/s400/help!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264039947521442834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-8013043826029667966?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/8013043826029667966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=8013043826029667966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8013043826029667966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8013043826029667966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/11/drowning.html' title='drowning...'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SQ2gcTN7RBI/AAAAAAAAAxI/qjBWllnWztg/s72-c/help!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-3628750133924025143</id><published>2008-10-29T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T20:25:32.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza Hut Signature Dish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SQhVtkQkeTI/AAAAAAAAAwU/m_3TAg4Rttg/s1600-h/DSC00354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SQhVtkQkeTI/AAAAAAAAAwU/m_3TAg4Rttg/s400/DSC00354.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262550405898074418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. It's their signature Mayo Mushroom soupie with Cheese, Pepper and Chili, with a tinge of Coke. Simple delectable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EWW..!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-3628750133924025143?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/3628750133924025143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=3628750133924025143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3628750133924025143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3628750133924025143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/10/pizza-hut-signature-dish.html' title='Pizza Hut Signature Dish'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SQhVtkQkeTI/AAAAAAAAAwU/m_3TAg4Rttg/s72-c/DSC00354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-3993116839907863205</id><published>2008-10-25T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:50:17.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teleport!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/henric/2970860973/" title="volt by zaczacZACzac, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3054/2970860973_fa61ca445d.jpg" width="408" height="500" alt="volt" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-3993116839907863205?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/3993116839907863205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=3993116839907863205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3993116839907863205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3993116839907863205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/10/teleport.html' title='Teleport!'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3054/2970860973_fa61ca445d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-8414933472976001426</id><published>2008-10-25T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T17:08:32.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative MV: Hot N Cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AXAErjvQwlQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AXAErjvQwlQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate Perry rocks! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-8414933472976001426?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/8414933472976001426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=8414933472976001426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8414933472976001426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8414933472976001426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/10/creative-mv-hot-n-cold.html' title='Creative MV: Hot N Cold'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-178279347032664960</id><published>2008-10-16T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:21:59.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When love meets life...</title><content type='html'>Confusing. Chaotic. Noisy. Blurry. Bright. Loud. Unfocused. Distracting. Nerve racking. Puzzling. Heart wrenching. Mind boggling. Addictive. Seductive. Irreplaceable. Conductive. Eye popping. Blood rising. Heat generating. Tempting. Wanting. Heart warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above listed are among the many ways to describe the occasion when love and life collides. Whether positive or negative, when there's a will, there's a way. When love is strong enough, nothing can take away this love, nothing can stop this love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When love meets life, there must be understanding in order for it to prosper. In my case, prosper indeed. In fact, blossom, should be the right word. And I believe with time, this love will bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wither it may, but fruit will bear.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you say, love you I swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-178279347032664960?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/178279347032664960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=178279347032664960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/178279347032664960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/178279347032664960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-love-meets-life.html' title='When love meets life...'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-3315049575296468368</id><published>2008-10-08T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:40:16.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy b'day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOzGORXUzaI/AAAAAAAAAwM/udJjkK1BnS8/s1600-h/bdae.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOzGORXUzaI/AAAAAAAAAwM/udJjkK1BnS8/s400/bdae.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254792813716229538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-3315049575296468368?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/3315049575296468368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=3315049575296468368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3315049575296468368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3315049575296468368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-bday.html' title='happy b&apos;day'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOzGORXUzaI/AAAAAAAAAwM/udJjkK1BnS8/s72-c/bdae.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-5058562311093786031</id><published>2008-10-06T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:22:43.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A better message template</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOmSX9_CQnI/AAAAAAAAAv0/fNrIddzbAW0/s1600-h/message2blue.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOmSX9_CQnI/AAAAAAAAAv0/fNrIddzbAW0/s400/message2blue.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253891380777992818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOmSYlnGNiI/AAAAAAAAAv8/uNHXpnQJwPQ/s1600-h/message2red.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOmSYlnGNiI/AAAAAAAAAv8/uNHXpnQJwPQ/s400/message2red.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253891391415006754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOmSZlZ0lgI/AAAAAAAAAwE/vXxy5jAGuBg/s1600-h/message2yellow.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOmSZlZ0lgI/AAAAAAAAAwE/vXxy5jAGuBg/s400/message2yellow.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253891408539194882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-5058562311093786031?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/5058562311093786031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=5058562311093786031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5058562311093786031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5058562311093786031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/10/better-message-template.html' title='A better message template'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOmSX9_CQnI/AAAAAAAAAv0/fNrIddzbAW0/s72-c/message2blue.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-3365186893943004430</id><published>2008-10-04T08:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T13:33:51.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish me a happy birthday</title><content type='html'>So far, only these people message me to wish me a happy birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernard (personally &amp; friendster &amp; facebook &amp; sms)&lt;br /&gt;Josh (msn)&lt;br /&gt;Zi Hao (personally &amp; sms)&lt;br /&gt;Jaysen (sms)&lt;br /&gt;YC (sms)&lt;br /&gt;Paul (sms)&lt;br /&gt;Jinn (friendster)&lt;br /&gt;Alvin (sms)&lt;br /&gt;Jovan (friendster)&lt;br /&gt;Hui Kang (sms &amp; friendster)&lt;br /&gt;Song Sim (tagboard)&lt;br /&gt;Felicia (msn)&lt;br /&gt;Eric (sms)&lt;br /&gt;Song Hua (facebook)&lt;br /&gt;Chriss (facebook)&lt;br /&gt;Jeff (facebook)&lt;br /&gt;SAMUEL - the last to message me.... @_@ (sms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and also the people who wished me thru Bernard, Colin and Wei Kang...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks people! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and then Peter (tagboard) and Harry (sms). And they are one day late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH! Then Jessie too! And I don't know when her birthday is... =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There'a a little cake today, and some candle... And presents... All from 1 person only... Haha... yay... new wallet! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-3365186893943004430?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/3365186893943004430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=3365186893943004430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3365186893943004430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3365186893943004430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wish-me-happy-birthday.html' title='I wish me a happy birthday'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-493752732230437217</id><published>2008-10-02T20:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:25:35.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG. I'm in HEAVEN!</title><content type='html'>OMG. So nice! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOS84Vd-iII/AAAAAAAAAuw/2osLZgLrQuM/s1600-h/zacposterv2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOS84Vd-iII/AAAAAAAAAuw/2osLZgLrQuM/s400/zacposterv2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252530741442414722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOTZjQee-oI/AAAAAAAAAvI/meAN14JodVE/s1600-h/zacposter.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOTZjQee-oI/AAAAAAAAAvI/meAN14JodVE/s400/zacposter.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252562265162316418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-493752732230437217?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/493752732230437217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=493752732230437217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/493752732230437217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/493752732230437217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/10/omg-im-in-heaven.html' title='OMG. I&apos;m in HEAVEN!'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOS84Vd-iII/AAAAAAAAAuw/2osLZgLrQuM/s72-c/zacposterv2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-9209941508038594821</id><published>2008-10-02T11:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T11:47:10.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SkyAd</title><content type='html'>Which is better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOREF4IHG5I/AAAAAAAAAuM/rOFv4zRoWzg/s1600-h/skylab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOREF4IHG5I/AAAAAAAAAuM/rOFv4zRoWzg/s400/skylab.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252397933177281426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOJCnyANPmI/AAAAAAAAAt4/zSwY5PU8JB8/s1600-h/skylab.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOJCnyANPmI/AAAAAAAAAt4/zSwY5PU8JB8/s400/skylab.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251833366672391778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-9209941508038594821?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/9209941508038594821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=9209941508038594821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/9209941508038594821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/9209941508038594821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/10/skyad_02.html' title='SkyAd'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOREF4IHG5I/AAAAAAAAAuM/rOFv4zRoWzg/s72-c/skylab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-5216328926717062549</id><published>2008-10-01T12:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:19:58.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore's National Service Kills Another</title><content type='html'>Guys, haven't you read the news? Another NS Man, &lt;a href="http://www.channelnewsasia.com/stories/singaporelocalnews/view/379403/1/.html"&gt;Private Joe Foo Wei Rong died during his normal morning warm-up exercise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was at approximately 6.05am when Mr Foo collapsed in the middle of his 7th chin-up, assisted by his buddy. Collapsing during a chin-up. Imagine that! What's more, he managed to do all the previous 6 on his own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about this, is the NS training regiment pushing NS Men too hard? Imagine what would have happened, if Mr Foo did not have to go on to try his 7th chin-up. He could have stopped at his 6th chin-up, and go on to live longer. What could have possibly happened to cause his death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we still do not know the cause of his death, we know that there are already 2 NS men deaths this year. Mr Foo is the third. And there may yet to be a fourth. Parents, do you want your boy going in to be the fourth? Guys, do you want to die so soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying from such a mediocre exercise is no mean feat. This highlight the problem in the structure of the training regiment. And just how fit are the guys in PES A are supposed to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: "It's the first time a fatal incident has occurred during a daily non-strenuous exercise routine and it's the third military training death this year."&lt;br /&gt;So I suppose this mean this death is the third. But a few people told me that this isn't the third, but the forth. Take that! 4th? This is ridiculous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-5216328926717062549?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/5216328926717062549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=5216328926717062549' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5216328926717062549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5216328926717062549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/10/singapores-national-service-kills.html' title='Singapore&apos;s National Service Kills Another'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-2128138058321118980</id><published>2008-09-29T12:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T12:38:51.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn!</title><content type='html'>And this, is my hand, producing fire. The spontaneous combustion of oxygen due to extreme heat. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOBbkeITjHI/AAAAAAAAAtw/N0kAlaRvAH0/s1600-h/firehand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOBbkeITjHI/AAAAAAAAAtw/N0kAlaRvAH0/s400/firehand.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251297847635315826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-2128138058321118980?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/2128138058321118980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=2128138058321118980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/2128138058321118980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/2128138058321118980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/09/burn_29.html' title='Burn!'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SOBbkeITjHI/AAAAAAAAAtw/N0kAlaRvAH0/s72-c/firehand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-2636439766923957553</id><published>2008-09-25T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:14:05.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swirl of Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SNt_WCbxbAI/AAAAAAAAAtM/wF1nda4EePA/s1600-h/swirloflights.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SNt_WCbxbAI/AAAAAAAAAtM/wF1nda4EePA/s400/swirloflights.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249929807217650690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as the name says.... A combination of the techniques I learnt today... =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-2636439766923957553?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/2636439766923957553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=2636439766923957553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/2636439766923957553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/2636439766923957553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/09/swirl-of-light.html' title='Swirl of Light'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SNt_WCbxbAI/AAAAAAAAAtM/wF1nda4EePA/s72-c/swirloflights.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-5573634360841001704</id><published>2008-09-24T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T16:57:03.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bestwishes: A template to give put that little happy thought down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SNoAJsdFTDI/AAAAAAAAAtE/sfK1zzmpk4c/s1600-h/wishestemplateinverse.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SNoAJsdFTDI/AAAAAAAAAtE/sfK1zzmpk4c/s400/wishestemplateinverse.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249508482205699122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's abit premature to put this up here, but I sorta have a love-hate relationship with this design. I don't know to love it or hate it... But anyways, this is just how it looks like for a Best Wishes template...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-5573634360841001704?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/5573634360841001704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=5573634360841001704' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5573634360841001704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5573634360841001704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/09/bestwishes-template-to-give-put-that.html' title='Bestwishes: A template to give put that little happy thought down'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SNoAJsdFTDI/AAAAAAAAAtE/sfK1zzmpk4c/s72-c/wishestemplateinverse.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-2478053829165777470</id><published>2008-09-22T11:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T15:55:05.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello! : A template for greetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SNdPP3Wa5jI/AAAAAAAAAs8/bhQFlfpuUIk/s1600-h/greetingtemplate.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SNdPP3Wa5jI/AAAAAAAAAs8/bhQFlfpuUIk/s400/greetingtemplate.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248751024698222130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this is the updated one*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SNcN9s59ulI/AAAAAAAAAss/zJZqYeJrefM/s1600-h/greetingtemplate.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SNcN9s59ulI/AAAAAAAAAss/zJZqYeJrefM/s400/greetingtemplate.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248679244401064530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A greetings template... I don't think it would be useful in much situations, but it looks nice IMHO... What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, the instructions was pretty clear. "I want a greeting template". So there you go! I greet people by saying "HELLO".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-2478053829165777470?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/2478053829165777470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=2478053829165777470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/2478053829165777470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/2478053829165777470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-template-for-greetings.html' title='Hello! : A template for greetings'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SNdPP3Wa5jI/AAAAAAAAAs8/bhQFlfpuUIk/s72-c/greetingtemplate.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-5254405606670198105</id><published>2008-09-20T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:01:56.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggers are too free</title><content type='html'>Blogging kills time, I trust that you know that. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that if you have enough time to blog regularly, your life is obviously not full enough. You don't blog when you are busy doing your homework, so you? Neither do you blog when you are constantly out with your friends, hanging out till midnight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I haven't been blogging much lately. I've been busy with work, doing all those thinking and designing that I practically don't have much time to blog! Not to mention that I've been pretty occupied hanging out with a certain someone. With this much to do, there's really not much time for one to blog about something, or anything interesting at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I do blog, I try not to just put a picture up here and go "xxx is really the best chicken rice I've ever tasted!". That's just way boring and amateur. What I tend to do is to give thought about what I want to write, and I plan it out, and write it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again. You people always have ADD. You see, "OH SO MUCH WORDS", and you skip the whole thing. That's SO unfair. Argh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough talk. I'm going back to my certain someone, my designs, and of course, my anime...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-5254405606670198105?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/5254405606670198105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=5254405606670198105' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5254405606670198105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5254405606670198105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/09/bloggers-are-too-free.html' title='Bloggers are too free'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-4318788387168603903</id><published>2008-09-17T11:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T11:42:33.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another template!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SNB8XgLyFJI/AAAAAAAAAsk/QxxMJQSC_o0/s1600-h/nptemplate2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SNB8XgLyFJI/AAAAAAAAAsk/QxxMJQSC_o0/s400/nptemplate2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246830309104817298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is really nice! The most satisfying one I've done... =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-4318788387168603903?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/4318788387168603903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=4318788387168603903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/4318788387168603903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/4318788387168603903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-template.html' title='Another template!'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SNB8XgLyFJI/AAAAAAAAAsk/QxxMJQSC_o0/s72-c/nptemplate2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-5864763090025833229</id><published>2008-09-15T22:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T22:49:09.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuki Yaki!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SM5wHgmU3kI/AAAAAAAAAsM/Ef7K2YhJo-w/s1600-h/DSC00254e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SM5wHgmU3kI/AAAAAAAAAsM/Ef7K2YhJo-w/s400/DSC00254e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246253890245287490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuki Yaki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea! Me, Bernard, Wei Kang and Kuang Boon went to eat steamboat at Yuki Yaki together on Sunday! Uh huh! That's after Me and Bernard attended a morning service at New Creation Church with Colin, Marcus and Dawen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you wanna know, the Pastor Prince talked about prayers. And it's really funny. LOL =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SM5vh2c-4KI/AAAAAAAAAsE/szgqVP-K8oI/s1600-h/DSC00251e+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SM5vh2c-4KI/AAAAAAAAAsE/szgqVP-K8oI/s400/DSC00251e+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246253243276648610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Wei Kang and Kuang Boon... As Bernard says, they are creating Drama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SM5xht9SvPI/AAAAAAAAAsU/7fPGLWTO06Y/s1600-h/DSC00257e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SM5xht9SvPI/AAAAAAAAAsU/7fPGLWTO06Y/s400/DSC00257e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246255440019504370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after the steamboat, just by paying $2 more, we get to make our own ice cream. By pouring the liquid form on a cold plate... And TADA, ice cream. A bit lame actually, but, aiya, it's still FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SM5xh9-OytI/AAAAAAAAAsc/eANasLzhXYY/s1600-h/DSC00258e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SM5xh9-OytI/AAAAAAAAAsc/eANasLzhXYY/s400/DSC00258e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246255444318407378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is me... Studiously working on my ice cream... You wun believe how hard it is to get it off the cold metal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-5864763090025833229?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/5864763090025833229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=5864763090025833229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5864763090025833229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5864763090025833229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/09/yuki-yaki.html' title='Yuki Yaki!'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SM5wHgmU3kI/AAAAAAAAAsM/Ef7K2YhJo-w/s72-c/DSC00254e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-1806211943071776863</id><published>2008-09-12T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:27:50.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ICT Icon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SMlG6Me1BxI/AAAAAAAAArI/OOPVUufZsZY/s1600-h/icticon3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SMlG6Me1BxI/AAAAAAAAArI/OOPVUufZsZY/s200/icticon3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244801206646540050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the final version. (OR NOT)&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I should just remove the words?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-1806211943071776863?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/1806211943071776863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=1806211943071776863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/1806211943071776863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/1806211943071776863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/09/ict-icon_12.html' title='ICT Icon'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SMlG6Me1BxI/AAAAAAAAArI/OOPVUufZsZY/s72-c/icticon3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-40671013515419645</id><published>2008-09-09T17:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T17:16:19.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NP ICT Annoucement Design</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SMY-ptyPnAI/AAAAAAAAAqE/o93M0qmx_Wg/s1600-h/ictannouncement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SMY-ptyPnAI/AAAAAAAAAqE/o93M0qmx_Wg/s400/ictannouncement.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243947702505413634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This design is done by me for a school project cum business setup. Is it nice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-40671013515419645?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/40671013515419645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=40671013515419645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/40671013515419645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/40671013515419645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/09/np-ict-annoucement-design.html' title='NP ICT Annoucement Design'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SMY-ptyPnAI/AAAAAAAAAqE/o93M0qmx_Wg/s72-c/ictannouncement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-3645857911479744334</id><published>2008-09-08T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:20:22.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen to your heart, literally</title><content type='html'>SO DUMB! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Rob/follow-your-heart.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Rob/follow-your-heart.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-3645857911479744334?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/3645857911479744334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=3645857911479744334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3645857911479744334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3645857911479744334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/09/listen-to-your-heart-literally.html' title='Listen to your heart, literally'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-8944428221760804705</id><published>2008-09-08T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:08:14.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOLLOW THE STAR!</title><content type='html'>OMG LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Dave/comicstarlol2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Dave/comicstarlol2.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-8944428221760804705?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/8944428221760804705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=8944428221760804705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8944428221760804705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8944428221760804705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/09/follow-star.html' title='FOLLOW THE STAR!'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-3179612398309355899</id><published>2008-09-07T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T22:19:09.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tired</title><content type='html'>Random photo of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SMPcoK097rI/AAAAAAAAAp8/Y1a8iKjOKI4/s1600-h/DSC00178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SMPcoK097rI/AAAAAAAAAp8/Y1a8iKjOKI4/s400/DSC00178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243276973848784562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-3179612398309355899?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/3179612398309355899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=3179612398309355899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3179612398309355899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3179612398309355899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-tired.html' title='I&apos;m tired'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SMPcoK097rI/AAAAAAAAAp8/Y1a8iKjOKI4/s72-c/DSC00178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-723326247973460275</id><published>2008-09-04T10:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:39:47.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>South Park!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SL9I4QTs3DI/AAAAAAAAAp0/zZmI5pspd7M/s1600-h/cartoonme.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SL9I4QTs3DI/AAAAAAAAAp0/zZmI5pspd7M/s400/cartoonme.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241988622570019890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZacZac! The new &lt;a href="http://www.southparkstudios.com/"&gt;South Park&lt;/a&gt; character is OUT! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*heh heh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No luh. This is just made with a &lt;a href="http://www.sp-studio.de/"&gt;generator&lt;/a&gt;, and I screenshot it and Photoshop-ed it. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, South Park rocks! That is, when you are really bored from long holidays with nothing to do... Go on, just try watching the latest &lt;a href="http://www.southparkstudios.com/episodes/"&gt;episode&lt;/a&gt; as of now, "Super Fun Time"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-723326247973460275?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/723326247973460275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=723326247973460275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/723326247973460275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/723326247973460275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/09/south-park.html' title='South Park!'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SL9I4QTs3DI/AAAAAAAAAp0/zZmI5pspd7M/s72-c/cartoonme.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-8366004973954306494</id><published>2008-09-03T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T16:49:52.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Chrome VS IE &amp; Firefox</title><content type='html'>Uh huh uh huh. Google daddy gave birth to a new browser recently, christening the baby &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/chrome"&gt;Google Chrome&lt;/a&gt;. And hey, check it out! It's Open Source! To the CORE! OMIGawd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This choice to be open source means that developers all around would be able to see into the codes and take any ideas from there into their own products. And this means, it's highly likely to see better improvements in IE and Firefox in the future! (WOO-HOO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, whats so cool about Google Chrome, other than the fact that it looks nice, is that it runs &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FAST&lt;/span&gt;. And this is fast with the emphasis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has this V8 Javascript virtual machine, which is like, A LOT faster than current ways of running Javascript in the browser. And it also runs everything simultaneously, which current browsers can't do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, it's more secure, using separate processes for each tab, ensuring that memory leak from one tab does not affect other tabs. The features are endless... Go read it yourself from the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/googlebooks/chrome/"&gt;Google Chrome comic introduction&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one problem. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NO MAC VERSION YET&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! @_@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-8366004973954306494?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/8366004973954306494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=8366004973954306494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8366004973954306494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8366004973954306494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/09/google-chrome-vs-ie-firefox.html' title='Google Chrome VS IE &amp; Firefox'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-4850281955136355974</id><published>2008-08-31T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T23:41:26.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Fantasy</title><content type='html'>You won't regret seeing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5uZzRnJ1mn0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5uZzRnJ1mn0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead Fantasy 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8D_L1JY3aZc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8D_L1JY3aZc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead Fantasy 2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-4850281955136355974?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/4850281955136355974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=4850281955136355974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/4850281955136355974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/4850281955136355974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/dead-fantasy.html' title='Dead Fantasy'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-8139441911832527418</id><published>2008-08-31T12:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T12:42:07.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deteriorating Health</title><content type='html'>(OUCH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, I went swimming with &lt;a href="http://1twos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Samuel&lt;/a&gt;, and had dinner with &lt;a href="http://typicalnard.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bernard&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://haohaoz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Zi Hao&lt;/a&gt;. We ate pastamania, and I had Meatballs (and I added cheese).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, I woke up with tummy aches, and ran to the bathroom subsequently for a few more times. That night, I think I went out again, returning home with a bad case of dry throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, I woke up with terrible sore throat, prompting me to check myself in the mirror. To my horror, it was a SORE sight. My throat was red and inflamed. I immediately rushed to the polyclinic. Doctor said it was a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;mild&lt;/span&gt; case. (MILD? MILD you FOOT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Teachers Day. Went back to school to find my dearest ex-teachers, and met up (after so long) with my ex-classmates. Then, bouts of waiting for the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SLOW&lt;/span&gt; girls, enjoying their time at Pizza Hut. Top up cards for &lt;a href="http://estherisawesome.blogspot.com/"&gt;Esther&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://lx-pink.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lan Xiang&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; get to go see Ms Lye at Beacon Pri. Why the hell did she have to go there? Made thing so much more difficult. [By the time, my voice is half gone]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, woke up feeling the pain in my throat subsided. I can now drink water without squirming... And later, went out with Bernard to spend time at the library. (I know I'm sick, but I have jacket) Finally can eat proper dinner, and I start with noodles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today? I crawl outta my bed the way I use to, again. And I feel good! Except, my molars are aching. Feels like my wisdom tooth are growing. It's on the left side of my jaws and it gives a constant achy feeling. *&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OUCH!!!&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的是一波未平，一波又起。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-8139441911832527418?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/8139441911832527418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=8139441911832527418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8139441911832527418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8139441911832527418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/deteriorating-health.html' title='Deteriorating Health'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-5404355651318643339</id><published>2008-08-30T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T23:30:26.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks at Singapore Festival...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SLlkpTsFdYI/AAAAAAAAAps/wIO4K_Fk94k/s1600-h/P1010175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SLlkpTsFdYI/AAAAAAAAAps/wIO4K_Fk94k/s400/P1010175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240330302244877698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is really way overdue, but here a video I took while there with another friend... Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hiiv5qqi_KM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hiiv5qqi_KM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-5404355651318643339?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/5404355651318643339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=5404355651318643339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5404355651318643339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5404355651318643339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/fireworks-at-singapore-festival.html' title='Fireworks at Singapore Festival...'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SLlkpTsFdYI/AAAAAAAAAps/wIO4K_Fk94k/s72-c/P1010175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-5497392502248303167</id><published>2008-08-29T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T20:45:20.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Teachers Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SLftm8Da_jI/AAAAAAAAApk/fayVVCcNc4Q/s1600-h/DSC00515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SLftm8Da_jI/AAAAAAAAApk/fayVVCcNc4Q/s400/DSC00515.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239917944680152626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and Samuel, with out ex-form teacher, Ms Lye. It's been a long time since we last saw her, and he's totally still the same! And she still looks the same in pictures... (she don't smile!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, me, Samuel and Lan Xiang went back to school around 11, and by the time, the concert's over, and the teachers are all nowhere to be found.... But we first saw Ms Lim with her student, enjoy a sumptuous spread of food her students got for her at the canteen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went up to the HOD office, and waited. Miraculously, all three teachers we wanted to see came out of a meeting awhile later. Then the Malay gang of guys together with Jia Jun and Shawn came... It's interesting to see how everybody changed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[imagine a picture of Mdm Radha, Mr Moothy, and Mr Lim...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, to Ms Ng and Ms Neo... Ms Ng dunno why, she seemed blur blur de... @_@&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neo... Still the same... In fact, all the teachers look the same except for Ms Ho... She is like pregnant, and I didn't even know she's married!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[imagine a picture of Ms Ho with her big belly]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't find Ms Liao... And I doubt she remembers us anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting change of all, is two BIG fans in the hall, and so many shelters built around the school. Changes to the library, the space at the amphitheatre, the bookshop getting more renovation. Most of all, are the changes to the structure of my previous CCA... More politics, and more money. Funded by IDA or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it's wonderful to see the teachers again, and wonderful to see my ex-classmates again. Of course, even more wonderful to see my little IT/AVA club juniors again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I remember all the memories I had in Marsiling Secondary, and I will always treasure then in my heart. ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-5497392502248303167?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/5497392502248303167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=5497392502248303167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5497392502248303167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5497392502248303167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-teachers-day.html' title='Happy Teachers Day!'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SLftm8Da_jI/AAAAAAAAApk/fayVVCcNc4Q/s72-c/DSC00515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-9056271962461961324</id><published>2008-08-28T15:04:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T16:02:59.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typical Singapore News = Boring</title><content type='html'>Get ready for the shock of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SLZX1nuoZmI/AAAAAAAAApE/QWQ3sm7pnmE/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SLZX1nuoZmI/AAAAAAAAApE/QWQ3sm7pnmE/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239471795201402466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ERP ERP ERP... Cars... Roads... Money... $_$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SLZYBbvX8YI/AAAAAAAAApU/UeMTweE6v34/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SLZYBbvX8YI/AAAAAAAAApU/UeMTweE6v34/s400/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239471998141723010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Babies, mummies, parents, people, and of course, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MONEY&lt;/span&gt; again. $_$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SLZX8g1RBnI/AAAAAAAAApM/moVqm1O53Cc/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SLZX8g1RBnI/AAAAAAAAApM/moVqm1O53Cc/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239471913609266802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Singapore parliament. This law that law. Law law law. Bills, changes. And also &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MONEY&lt;/span&gt;, again...(Singapore changing GST from 5% to 7%) $_$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SLZYGLs4ncI/AAAAAAAAApc/O2Ddbcr8Wyw/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SLZYGLs4ncI/AAAAAAAAApc/O2Ddbcr8Wyw/s400/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239472079735659970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last but not least, sports. Football especially. And this relates to money as well... Bets with Singapore Pools... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MONEY&lt;/span&gt;... $_$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, Singapore is all about money. The world is all about money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that's not here, are the crimes. But it would be the same though... People steal because of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MONEY&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. Can faint. So I guess the phrase, "Money makes the world goes round" is true...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-9056271962461961324?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/9056271962461961324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=9056271962461961324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/9056271962461961324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/9056271962461961324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/typical-singapore-news-boring.html' title='Typical Singapore News = Boring'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SLZX1nuoZmI/AAAAAAAAApE/QWQ3sm7pnmE/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-5627469172130143384</id><published>2008-08-26T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:44:49.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samuel's Blog Skin</title><content type='html'>Got a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold; font-style:italic;"&gt;porbem&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SLQi8luW0ZI/AAAAAAAAAo8/kLvb0azJjgE/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SLQi8luW0ZI/AAAAAAAAAo8/kLvb0azJjgE/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238850690852770194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! I've already figured out the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold; font-style:italic;"&gt;probem&lt;/span&gt;. See if he can figure it out... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the reason why it takes me so long to design, is because, I'm randomly experimenting different kinds of design, and just applying it. And when it doesn't live up to my expectations, I redo all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why, I've only made the header and the structure of the body. I confirm want it that way. But then, who knows, maybe my experimentation will yield interesting results, and everything's changed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm using CSS. Not just put a picture there and fix it at that position and be done with it. I'm treating this as a learning experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ERM... also because I'm almost always out... =P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-5627469172130143384?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/5627469172130143384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=5627469172130143384' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5627469172130143384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5627469172130143384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/samuels-blog-skin.html' title='Samuel&apos;s Blog Skin'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SLQi8luW0ZI/AAAAAAAAAo8/kLvb0azJjgE/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-6752950086005970959</id><published>2008-08-25T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T18:13:21.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my MONEY...</title><content type='html'>FREAK! I'm letting my Nuffnang Advertisement go to waste because I am designing my blog, and because I don't have a good place to put them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREAK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-6752950086005970959?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/6752950086005970959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=6752950086005970959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6752950086005970959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6752950086005970959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-my-money.html' title='oh my MONEY...'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-2037638642299278642</id><published>2008-08-24T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:47:40.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revamping the heading...</title><content type='html'>And TADA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is so gonna take so LONG)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-2037638642299278642?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/2037638642299278642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=2037638642299278642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/2037638642299278642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/2037638642299278642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/revamping-heading.html' title='Revamping the heading...'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-3312455708394760312</id><published>2008-08-24T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:48:26.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>David Archutela - Crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wva6ewnOywQ"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wva6ewnOywQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Archutela's  new single, Crush. Enjoy it while I labor away on my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Am I crazy or falling in love?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-3312455708394760312?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/3312455708394760312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=3312455708394760312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3312455708394760312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3312455708394760312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/david-archutela-crush.html' title='David Archutela - Crush'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-1118743636558088090</id><published>2008-08-24T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T12:19:01.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Step: Removing the NavBar</title><content type='html'>And, Done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-1118743636558088090?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/1118743636558088090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=1118743636558088090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/1118743636558088090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/1118743636558088090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-step-removing-navbar.html' title='First Step: Removing the NavBar'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-3222663321032202641</id><published>2008-08-24T11:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T12:36:06.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG, What HAPPENED to your blog?</title><content type='html'>Okay, don't panic. What you are seeing now might even look nicer than what would have been the end result.... But, I'm just designing my blog according to the "standard" blogger way instead of using "classic" templates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, since there's nothing much going on, you wouldn't miss out anything anyways, you'll be seeing my design process. That is, if you keep coming back to check out my blog. (WHICH YOU WON'T *hurts* =_=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. Maybe I'll blog about the Fireworks Festival tomorrow... And a video too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit. I just remember Monday there's a DComm meeting... =/ *SCREAMS*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-3222663321032202641?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/3222663321032202641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=3222663321032202641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3222663321032202641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3222663321032202641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/omg-what-happened-to-your-blog.html' title='OMG, What HAPPENED to your blog?'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-6986095665367491686</id><published>2008-08-23T11:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T11:41:51.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN! I NID A SCANNER!</title><content type='html'>AND I'M FREAKING &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; GOING TO GET IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SK-GyAkvpQI/AAAAAAAAAoM/gJzMFc2LTd0/s1600-h/pullhair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SK-GyAkvpQI/AAAAAAAAAoM/gJzMFc2LTd0/s400/pullhair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237553085360874754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRESS!!! *PULLS HAIR*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-6986095665367491686?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/6986095665367491686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=6986095665367491686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6986095665367491686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6986095665367491686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/damn-i-nid-scanner.html' title='DAMN! I NID A SCANNER!'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SK-GyAkvpQI/AAAAAAAAAoM/gJzMFc2LTd0/s72-c/pullhair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-962764436338251936</id><published>2008-08-23T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:05:20.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a FREAKING DESIGNER!</title><content type='html'>Man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder... I'm a freaking designer and I CAN'T FREAKING DESIGN MY BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mumbles to myself... (cuz no one's listening)*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-962764436338251936?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/962764436338251936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=962764436338251936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/962764436338251936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/962764436338251936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-freaking-designer.html' title='I&apos;m a FREAKING DESIGNER!'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-8844554403176388879</id><published>2008-08-22T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T20:44:48.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Canon EOS1000D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.canon.com.au/ftp/cameras/eos1000d_is_lens_kit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.canon.com.au/ftp/cameras/eos1000d_is_lens_kit.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;An advertiser has chosen to advertise on ZacZac {Power Play}.&lt;br /&gt;The advertisement details are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campaign:&lt;br /&gt;Canon EOS1000D LB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week(s):&lt;br /&gt;1. 24 Aug 2008 to 30 Aug 2008&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-8844554403176388879?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/8844554403176388879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=8844554403176388879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8844554403176388879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8844554403176388879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/canon-eos1000d.html' title='Canon EOS1000D'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-1745890271757004745</id><published>2008-08-22T11:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:15:49.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iPhone 3G. In Singapore. Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.apple.com/sg/iphone/gallery/images/iphone_software1_20080609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://images.apple.com/sg/iphone/gallery/images/iphone_software1_20080609.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! Finally, the iPhone 3G is in Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SingTel is selling it, and Singtel only, at a price of ~$400 for the 8GB model, and ~$500 for the 16GB model, that is, with a ~$50/month subscription contract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's rather expensive. But it's APPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had the money to spare. I would definitely get one to try! But I no money! So I can only stare at those people who start flaunting their iPhones in the MRT train. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The author, is damn HYPED and DEPRESSED at the same time... @_@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-1745890271757004745?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/1745890271757004745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=1745890271757004745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/1745890271757004745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/1745890271757004745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/iphone-3g-in-singapore-today.html' title='iPhone 3G. In Singapore. Today!'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-2957323079036185753</id><published>2008-08-21T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:33:00.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Designed, the Bernard skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SK1ry-nFGMI/AAAAAAAAAoE/xik2bRrosDY/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SK1ry-nFGMI/AAAAAAAAAoE/xik2bRrosDY/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236960465246296258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see the real site itself, visit &lt;a href="http://typicalnard.blogspot.com/"&gt;typicalnard.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. Any suggestions for improvement, tell me! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, is what has been keeping me from posting anything recently... Now you see the effort put in! This is what comes out of a 3-4 day design work. =D And it's my first! So &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CLAP&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-2957323079036185753?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/2957323079036185753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=2957323079036185753' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/2957323079036185753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/2957323079036185753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/designed-bernard-skin.html' title='Designed, the Bernard skin'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SK1ry-nFGMI/AAAAAAAAAoE/xik2bRrosDY/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-4875717624960479503</id><published>2008-08-19T09:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T13:45:22.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Supper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/0/08/Leonardo_da_Vinci_(1452-1519)_-_The_Last_Supper_(1495-1498).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/0/08/Leonardo_da_Vinci_(1452-1519)_-_The_Last_Supper_(1495-1498).jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everyone knows that this is the famous "The Last Supper" done by Leonardo da Vinci. Right? RIGHT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-4875717624960479503?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/4875717624960479503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=4875717624960479503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/4875717624960479503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/4875717624960479503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-supper.html' title='The Last Supper'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-6536557206024241232</id><published>2008-08-16T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T13:45:37.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This kid says, chemical formula of water is HIJKLMNO...</title><content type='html'>Classic teacher student jokes! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font: Comic Sans; font-weight: bold; font-size: larger;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:   Maria, go to the map and find North America ..&lt;br /&gt;MARIA:      Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:  Correct. Now class, who discovered America ?&lt;br /&gt;CLASS:        Maria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:  John, why are you doing your math multiplication on the floor?&lt;br /&gt;JOHN:         You told me to do it without using tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:  Glenn, how do you spell 'crocodile?'&lt;br /&gt;GLENN:       K-R-O-K-O-D-I-A-L'&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:  No, that's wrong&lt;br /&gt;GLENN:       Maybe it is wrong, but you asked me how I spell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:  Donald, what is the chemical formula for water?&lt;br /&gt;DONALD:     H I J K L M N O.&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:  What are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;DONALD:     Yesterday you said it's H to O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:  Winnie, name one important thing we have today that we didn't have ten years ago.&lt;br /&gt;WINNIE:     Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:  Glen, why do you always get so dirty?&lt;br /&gt;GLEN:        Well, I'm a lot closer to the ground than you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:    Millie, give me a sentence starting with 'I.'&lt;br /&gt;MILLIE:          I is..&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:    No, Millie..... Always say, 'I am.'&lt;br /&gt;MILLIE:          All right.....  'I am the ninth letter of the alphabet.'     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:   George Washington not only chopped down his father's cherry tree, but also admitted it. Now, Louie, do you know why his father didn't punish him?&lt;br /&gt;LOUIS:     Because George still had the axe in his hand.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:  Now, Simon, tell me frankly, do you say prayers before eating?&lt;br /&gt;SIMON:      No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:   Clyde , your composition on 'My Dog' is exactly the same as your brother's. Did you copy his?&lt;br /&gt;CLYDE :      No, sir.  It's the same dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:     Harold, what do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?&lt;br /&gt;HAROLD:       A teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-6536557206024241232?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/6536557206024241232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=6536557206024241232' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6536557206024241232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6536557206024241232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-kid-says-chemical-formula-of-water.html' title='This kid says, chemical formula of water is HIJKLMNO...'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-5008161376072028675</id><published>2008-08-16T09:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T09:58:09.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Manipulation</title><content type='html'>First thing first, call me blogger of the year!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3257/2767008890_16a6b27ffa_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3257/2767008890_16a6b27ffa_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this is the final result after so much manipulation.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, here's the original photo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3184/2767016700_7209bc44db_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3184/2767016700_7209bc44db_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, it's already very nice... (can't I be vain once in a while?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm gonna duplicate the photo, apply high pass filter, and use the overlay blending mode with an opacity of 50% to bring out contrast and sharpen the image.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I'm going to use the healing brush to remove blemishes on my face. Also using dodge tool to whiten my teeth, eyeballs, and reduce dark eye circles...&lt;br /&gt;And the result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3024/2721822287_bfebffe275_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3024/2721822287_bfebffe275_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better? Maybe the quality is too low for you to see the difference....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, The most complex of all, to remove the background. You see, normally, if the background is just a single color, it can be removed easily by using a simple magic wand tool, but this isn't just one color. It's a gradient. So, I remove the colors by using the magic eraser and background eraser tools. Trust me, you can erase until you arms ache... =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I used the eraser tool for the parts of my hair as you can see, lots of green tangled up in back... After the erasing is done, I simply use the extract command to take the rest of my body out. Simple and easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I duplicate another layer and used gaussian blur, and added a layer mask to hide the whole layer. Why? I'm gonna make my face look smooth! Then I select the layer mask, and color in the blur parts which resulted in this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3217/2767008896_033a6ed784_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3217/2767008896_033a6ed784_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, from then on, I started adding in the over stuffs... Basic design fundamentals.... And TADA! The final blogger of the year magazine cover! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3257/2767008890_16a6b27ffa_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3257/2767008890_16a6b27ffa_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool huh? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-5008161376072028675?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/5008161376072028675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=5008161376072028675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5008161376072028675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5008161376072028675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/photo-manipulation.html' title='Photo Manipulation'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3184/2767016700_7209bc44db_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-4353202179287237344</id><published>2008-08-15T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T14:26:42.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturbia~</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nXmJ-yaQAIw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nXmJ-yaQAIw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum di dum bum bum di dum bum!&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum di dum bum bum di dum bum!&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum di dum bum bum di dum bum!&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum di dum bum bum di dum bum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disturbia!&lt;br /&gt;Am I scaring you tonight?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-4353202179287237344?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/4353202179287237344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=4353202179287237344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/4353202179287237344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/4353202179287237344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/disturbia.html' title='Disturbia~'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-385745904344027804</id><published>2008-08-14T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T21:07:25.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fragment of my past</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SKQqTEJz9SI/AAAAAAAAAn8/atl3I6IB_X0/s1600-h/DSC001262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SKQqTEJz9SI/AAAAAAAAAn8/atl3I6IB_X0/s400/DSC001262.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234355173932135714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went for a badminton session today with Samuel... After so long a gap, my skills obviously deteriorated. Besides, my stamina has really gone down the drain. I really need to train on my stamina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while I was waiting for Samuel, I noticed the abandoned premises that was once Fuchun Primary School. Looking in the premises definitely made me reminisce the old times. It was nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the times where I used to play catching between this two blocks of pillars behind the flag post. I remember the days where I had to stand in the car park during assembly waiting to sing the national anthem. Most of all, I remember the fun I had with my gang of friends back then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel sick... Must be the badminton... =/&lt;br /&gt;*drinking LOTS of water*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-385745904344027804?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/385745904344027804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=385745904344027804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/385745904344027804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/385745904344027804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/fragment-of-my-past.html' title='A fragment of my past'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SKQqTEJz9SI/AAAAAAAAAn8/atl3I6IB_X0/s72-c/DSC001262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-4057462367863409322</id><published>2008-08-11T23:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:20:38.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Craziest Thing I've Done</title><content type='html'>Having raging hormones of a teenager, I've done my fair share of crazy things in just about that 2 years. But well, for love itself? I could probably count it with just a hand. That's if I remember them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the craziest thing I've ever done for LOVE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CRIED&lt;/span&gt;. Just because my date forgot the time we are meeting and fly my aeroplane.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame I know, but, CRIED! CRIED!!! That's big! Though I'm probably just being EMO that time. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch Wall-E in cinemas from 28 August 2008&lt;br /&gt;Originator blog: &lt;a href="http://matthew-zachary.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://matthew-zachary.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is a solicited post. A request by &lt;a href="http://thefelicia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Felicia&lt;/a&gt;. Though I wouldn't mind catching a movie. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-4057462367863409322?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/4057462367863409322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=4057462367863409322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/4057462367863409322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/4057462367863409322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/craziest-thing-ive-done.html' title='The Craziest Thing I&apos;ve Done'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-2817822539851173566</id><published>2008-08-11T17:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T17:54:26.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is a picture 1000 words?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SKALwKBo0FI/AAAAAAAAAn0/ilFLn9Y5jhk/s1600-h/1000words.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SKALwKBo0FI/AAAAAAAAAn0/ilFLn9Y5jhk/s400/1000words.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233195688957366354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, now you know why! A picture is really a thousand words! =D&lt;br /&gt;(figuratively and literally...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-2817822539851173566?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/2817822539851173566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=2817822539851173566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/2817822539851173566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/2817822539851173566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-is-picture-1000-words.html' title='Why is a picture 1000 words?'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SKALwKBo0FI/AAAAAAAAAn0/ilFLn9Y5jhk/s72-c/1000words.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-2468085917418382114</id><published>2008-08-10T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:53:12.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KCUF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v309/165/7/643532590/n643532590_626515_8110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v309/165/7/643532590/n643532590_626515_8110.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being naughty is fun sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-2468085917418382114?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/2468085917418382114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=2468085917418382114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/2468085917418382114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/2468085917418382114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/kcuf.html' title='KCUF'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-3852751989646726468</id><published>2008-08-08T20:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T20:48:56.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>08-08-08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8 August 2008 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is 08-08-08! I went out with someone. It's nice to be with someone who is easy going and funny. It's the feeling of being comfortable being together even though there may be no words exchanged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding hands, hugging, kissing. That's what I like. Slow and easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/n10o8UtjBe/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/n10o8UtjBe/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/2W-ICi/music/ewKGcaFV/jordin_sparks_one_step_at_a_time/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time - Jordin Sparks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again. This isn't going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happening to my heart... It feels squirmy. And achy. There's some kind of pain there... And it feels constricted. At the same time, it feels itchy and weak. What is this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-3852751989646726468?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/3852751989646726468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=3852751989646726468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3852751989646726468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3852751989646726468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/08-08-08.html' title='08-08-08'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-5700919405348081258</id><published>2008-08-07T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T00:43:30.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A World Apart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/9/9e/Milky_Way_IR_Spitzer.jpg/800px-Milky_Way_IR_Spitzer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/9/9e/Milky_Way_IR_Spitzer.jpg/800px-Milky_Way_IR_Spitzer.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/0HjIVmmdlO/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/0HjIVmmdlO/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ckaishin/music/UjxFD2iX/superpiano_the_truth_that_you_leave/"&gt;The truth that you leave - Superpiano&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangers all around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonder how long I've lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that day when I've started venturing deeper into this circle. I've learnt the cruel fact that materialism is real. I've understood the importance of appearances. How superficial everything was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From where I am, I feel inferior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the question still stands. Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;What's my purpose in this world? What's the point?&lt;br /&gt;There's just no point in living if there's not purpose in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-5700919405348081258?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/5700919405348081258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=5700919405348081258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5700919405348081258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5700919405348081258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/world-apart.html' title='A World Apart'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-7604359581401988044</id><published>2008-08-04T09:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T09:45:16.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Photos of the Esplanade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3197/2724819665_6284554185_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3197/2724819665_6284554185_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;The Esplanade Park at night, with joggers jogging by the river.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3231/2724819629_c349f8aa01_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3231/2724819629_c349f8aa01_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;A clear blue of above the esplanade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3034/2724819611_940a45f319_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3034/2724819611_940a45f319_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;The moon, shining brightly with the lights of the Esplanade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3098/2724819615_870f9bc5cc_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3098/2724819615_870f9bc5cc_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;The sun lighting up the sky, against the silhouette of the Esplanade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-7604359581401988044?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/7604359581401988044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=7604359581401988044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/7604359581401988044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/7604359581401988044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/best-photos-of-espanade.html' title='Best Photos of the Esplanade'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3197/2724819665_6284554185_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-4437884599435570383</id><published>2008-08-02T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T18:51:11.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I Jump down?</title><content type='html'>One day, ZhaoWei was sitting by the window and looking down the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZhaoWei: QiYing, can I jump down?&lt;br /&gt;QiYing: No way! You'll die if you jump down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Silence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZhaoWei: Then why are people down there not dead yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: FUNNY! You may not find it so funny, but I think it is! LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-4437884599435570383?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/4437884599435570383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=4437884599435570383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/4437884599435570383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/4437884599435570383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/can-i-jump-down.html' title='Can I Jump down?'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-741486377291844529</id><published>2008-08-01T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T22:12:55.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studio Photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3024/2721822287_bfebffe275_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3024/2721822287_bfebffe275_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice? I like this the most. I love this photo! I have a slightly more serious version ("slightly") over at flickr, but this, is really the nicest of all. It's obviously not taken by me, thou I tried taking others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what! I made my own teeth whiter! Not by painting white duh! It's by using dodge, with a combination of screen. And I also used median blur, and healing brush to make my skin look better. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so pro now. Woo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this photo! (Say that with me, "I like this photo")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-741486377291844529?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/741486377291844529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=741486377291844529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/741486377291844529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/741486377291844529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/08/studio-photography.html' title='Studio Photography'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3024/2721822287_bfebffe275_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-6710260299941687300</id><published>2008-07-31T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T21:16:10.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate cockroaches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/8/8011331_1b13f44a0a_o_d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/8/8011331_1b13f44a0a_o_d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate cockroaches. Did I say that before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see cockroaches, I go "eww..." When I see one near me, I go "AHHHH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm shivering as I type this... I have no idea why I'm typing this instead of finishing my DPM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SHIVERS*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-6710260299941687300?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/6710260299941687300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=6710260299941687300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6710260299941687300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6710260299941687300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-hate-cockroaches.html' title='I hate cockroaches'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-1060585791461323101</id><published>2008-07-31T11:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T11:16:00.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SJEuH8jEQPI/AAAAAAAAAns/gK5JEXdrJo0/s1600-h/hugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SJEuH8jEQPI/AAAAAAAAAns/gK5JEXdrJo0/s400/hugs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229011356401025266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pon and Zi by Azuzephre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-1060585791461323101?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/1060585791461323101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=1060585791461323101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/1060585791461323101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/1060585791461323101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/07/hugs.html' title='HUGS'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SJEuH8jEQPI/AAAAAAAAAns/gK5JEXdrJo0/s72-c/hugs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-4718701879101841237</id><published>2008-07-30T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T22:45:29.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7B8Op3SyPfo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7B8Op3SyPfo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no more future together.&lt;br /&gt;But, yesterdays will always be in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm forging a strong front.&lt;br /&gt;I can't collapse now.&lt;br /&gt;And I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the day will come.&lt;br /&gt;And I will blame you.&lt;br /&gt;And so I guess,&lt;br /&gt;this is goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-4718701879101841237?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/4718701879101841237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=4718701879101841237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/4718701879101841237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/4718701879101841237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/07/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-450923546498852145</id><published>2008-07-26T13:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T13:25:06.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask and you shall receive!</title><content type='html'>Watch Evan Almighty! It totally ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only just watched it, and it's driven a deep message in me. It's about a congress men who want to change the world, Evan Baxter. He prayed to God, and God slowly changed him to "New York's Noah", because a flood is imminent. The flood is only the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.watch-movies.net/movies/evan_almighty/"&gt;Watch Evan Almighty now to get the full story!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: This message goes especially to Paul and Jeremy, thou I have a feeling they already watched it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Gen 6:14 - So make yourself an ark of cypress wood; make rooms in it and coat it with pitch inside and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: This is no advertisement.... LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-450923546498852145?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/450923546498852145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=450923546498852145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/450923546498852145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/450923546498852145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/07/ask-and-you-shall-receive.html' title='Ask and you shall receive!'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-2124628155796140862</id><published>2008-07-25T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T17:26:32.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting your own domain</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the MIA, I was busy cleaning up loose ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the holidays are coming! SOON! And because of that, I've thought about somethings to do during the holidays just so that I don't get bored of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna give my blog a new design! WOO! (I'm a FREAKING &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DESIGNER&lt;/span&gt; after all!) Reason why I haven't done it already is my busy school schedule, and time spent watching Charmed episodes online...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no prize for guessing, I'm gonna try and get my own domain name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, there is actually a very kind soul out there willing to buy you a domain name. And all you are required to do is to update your blog twice a week, make sure you get about 200 unique visitors per day after 1 year, have a 3 month old blog, write a short story, and put a damned link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read iCalvyn's post for more information on this &lt;a href="http://www.icalvyn.com/domain-hosting-sponsorship-program/"&gt;Domain and Hosting Sponsorship Program&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there's this other site, giving you free domain too, but I've no idea how good it is(until I try it) without trying it. It doesn't give me much info, but it seems legitimate for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can check out &lt;a href="http://hyperwebenable.com/"&gt;hyperwebenable&lt;/a&gt; for more details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys know of any other service that provides such service, so share it, for the search for a better one is always on. Who knows, maybe you would want a personal domain someday too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Jeremy @ mi-unplugged.com referred me this two sites. And he got the iCalvyn's. Cool huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-2124628155796140862?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/2124628155796140862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=2124628155796140862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/2124628155796140862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/2124628155796140862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/07/getting-your-own-domain.html' title='Getting your own domain'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-9183530633774545314</id><published>2008-07-20T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T19:30:36.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Byebye 6 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/xYWvuZdvpq/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/xYWvuZdvpq/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/theworldgreatest/music/19V6iNRp/micheal_learns_to_rock_thats_why_you_go/"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Thats Why You Go - Micheal Learns To Rock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does anyone forget about 6 months of relationship so easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does one take breakups so easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, am I shedding unseen tears. Why, am I hiding myself behind a wall of iron?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pillars crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-9183530633774545314?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/9183530633774545314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=9183530633774545314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/9183530633774545314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/9183530633774545314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/07/byebye-6-months.html' title='Byebye 6 months'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-6269777123230495765</id><published>2008-07-18T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T21:34:38.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KEN LEE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_RgL2MKfWTo&amp;border=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_RgL2MKfWTo&amp;border=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, maro^gal already said enough &lt;a href="http://miccgal.blogspot.com/2008/07/famous-ken-lee-of-mariah-carey.html"&gt;about this video&lt;/a&gt;... (who found this on another blog &amp; so on...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop laughing xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-6269777123230495765?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/6269777123230495765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=6269777123230495765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6269777123230495765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6269777123230495765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/07/ken-lee.html' title='KEN LEE!!!'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-9054092728349144706</id><published>2008-07-18T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T21:23:06.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you a male or female?</title><content type='html'>Are you &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MALE&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FEMALE&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find out, look &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DOWN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SAID, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOOK DOWN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;NOT &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SCROLL DOWN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, this just proves how much dependent we are on our computers...&lt;br /&gt;Move your ass out of the seat now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-9054092728349144706?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/9054092728349144706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=9054092728349144706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/9054092728349144706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/9054092728349144706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/07/are-you-male-or-female.html' title='Are you a male or female?'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-3796312040846203548</id><published>2008-07-18T09:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T09:13:30.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must Cut, Must Cut, Must Cut</title><content type='html'>We built a nation, where censorship is free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CeMAGETY2hs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CeMAGETY2hs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROLF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is satirical film which director Royston Tan made after the Singapore banned him film, 15, revoked the ban, and forced him to make 27 cuts to it, just so that it can be sold as a R21 film in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, Singapore, get a life. (Feels weird saying that to my own country, but really!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just, you know, people have brains. They have free will too. And they can choose to do whatever they wish, so long it does not cause physical and psychological harm to that other person. Watching a movie, be it pornographic, violent, against traditional values, or critical, has nothing to do with the government. The government has no right to meddle with such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they have to. See, this is how low-class Singapore is compared to US or UK. Singapore has too much restrictions. Many Singaporeans are too un-generous. Many Singaporeans are selfish. Many Singaporeans are too traditional and close-minded. If we do not move out of this condition anytime soon, we would not be able to advance, and move out of the box. We would perish in the new world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, getting too philosophical.&lt;br /&gt;Just think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we want to live in a world where everything is moving on, by staying behind?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-3796312040846203548?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/3796312040846203548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=3796312040846203548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3796312040846203548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3796312040846203548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/07/must-cut-must-cut-must-cut.html' title='Must Cut, Must Cut, Must Cut'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-3830015003144192005</id><published>2008-07-16T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T20:49:54.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my Babarian!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9h-uVThKygo&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9h-uVThKygo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;I never knew this could have happened in Singapore if not for the tell-tale MRT train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, clarification, this [two] video[s] is[/are] not mine. Some random blogger got to be in this random situation, and filmed it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the video is about the indian lady fighting with the chinese lady about calling someone a bitch. =/ Watch on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TuSc4RS1lrc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TuSc4RS1lrc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lame shit is ridiculous too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-3830015003144192005?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/3830015003144192005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=3830015003144192005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3830015003144192005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3830015003144192005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-my-babarian.html' title='Oh my Babarian!'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-5255819355706053908</id><published>2008-07-16T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T19:13:15.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I prefer to see everything at once</title><content type='html'>One random fact about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, in shooting games like Call of Duty, I never like to use the "zoom-in" feature on certain guns that allows me to see the super closed in version of the distance. Why? I would feel disorientated as I lose my sense of surrounding, forgetting where's north, south, east and west. (I don't keep track of that normally anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always preferred to be "God-like" seeing anything and everything that I want. I prefer to be in touch with my surroundings, things that I'm interacting with, things I'm paying attention to. That's why sometimes, you will see me moving my head to stay eye contact with the lecturer, or copy the movements made by the person I'm giving my attention to. (It's called rapport, bird-brain!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I treasure my senses a lot, I try to always utilize them, make full use of them. I love to sense my surrounding, the peace, the serenity, the music, the rhythm, the temperature, the colors, everything. I cannot only keep my attention on something for over a long period of time. When I look at something, I will inadvertantly pay attention to things around it. Staring at something without knowing what's around it is like seeing the iris without the surrounding eye balls, the iris could be a sphere or a billard ball. Like anything else, there must be a context, a background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I'm an observer. And a listener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pay attention, I analyze, I understand, I learn, I absorb. When I give you my attention, make sure you treasure it, for it would never last. When I try to understand, make sure I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt; understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, a random Zac fact.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-5255819355706053908?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/5255819355706053908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=5255819355706053908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5255819355706053908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/5255819355706053908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-prefer-to-see-everything-at-once.html' title='I prefer to see everything at once'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-7815988807647659642</id><published>2008-07-10T11:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:30:51.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Broke My Heart, She Smashed It.</title><content type='html'>Love and relationship is a very complicated thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's LOVE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See a compilation of a list of the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/notebook/public/06084647380140548336/BDQGkIwoQkMXylrYi"&gt;definition of love&lt;/a&gt;, and you tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SHYI_DHHizI/AAAAAAAAAnk/aaryBIaS8zo/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SHYI_DHHizI/AAAAAAAAAnk/aaryBIaS8zo/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221370697242610482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I think, is that Love is a complication in ones live. An unnecessary distraction. And many times, people confuse love from INFATUATION. Hormones. The rush of blood to a certain part of the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what love is? No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that love is what strengthens us as we grow. We get hurt from love, and we learn lessons. Valuable life lessons that can't be learnt otherwise. From the hurt and pain, we grow stronger, smarter, more understanding of the mysteries that surround our lives. And within ashes, rise new hope, a better person. A &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;stronger&lt;/span&gt;, person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you tell me. What is love?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-7815988807647659642?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/7815988807647659642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=7815988807647659642' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/7815988807647659642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/7815988807647659642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/07/he-broke-my-heart-she-smashed-it.html' title='He Broke My Heart, She Smashed It.'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SHYI_DHHizI/AAAAAAAAAnk/aaryBIaS8zo/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-8244105505664030996</id><published>2008-07-05T13:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T15:09:59.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought I was gonna DIE.</title><content type='html'>It's very hard to stay angry with someone. It takes a hell lot of energy from oneself. It's tiring. It's infective, and it's useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am very angry with someone. My sister. But what can I do. She's my sister after all. And sister are supposed to be irritating. Instead of being angry. I became sad, the next best thing to do that saps up less energy than being angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, emotions are draining, no matter anger or sadness, joy or depression. And emotion is the driving force behind almost every action we do. Being sad, is the only thing I'm good at. The only emotion I was &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;trained&lt;/span&gt; to be good at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and again, the big GOD up there has thrown me lots of pain and hardship. Most of it are psychological barriers that I don't even know I have. Others are physical...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3139/2595401374_47fd80f69f_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3139/2595401374_47fd80f69f_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lonely Sunday morning a long time ago. About 7 years ago. I still remember clearly that I sat on the bed in my Grandparent's house that day, facing the TV, hand hold the game controller. I was ecstatic. In the middle of a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before long, it was time for me go go home. My legs felt numb. I couldn't care less. My legs always do that do me. So I moved my legs out to stretch. It didn't work. I felt my leg slowly loose it's ability to feel. Before long, I lost the ability to move my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's abrupt, to suddenly lose your ability to walk this way. I vaguely remember calling out to my parents. I vaguely remember my grandfather carrying me all the way to the nearest clinic. I vaguely remember the doctor trying to give me an injection, and pushing myself away in denial. I vaguely remember the admission into KK hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the scariest night of my life. I was so scared with the new environment I'm in. I was scared of the strangers in white. I lay on the bed, mum by my side. One of the strangers in white came towards me. It's silly how I thought "they are going to poke me with that thing like they did others". I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was the longest and hardest I could have ever cried. I was to be told by my mum that I made a huge commotion the next day. But, I never felt the needle. I passed out, and woke up the next day to find the needle and bandages on my right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange waking up in a hospital. It was weird, weird, and weird. I don't know where am I, I don't know what has happened. Most of all, I don't know where my mum was. Breakfast was sent to me, but I didn't touch it. Not until I've seen mum. Mum will know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few nights was pain. My head rocked. Hard. Weird bumps have appeared all over my head, sore and torturous. They gave me endless nights of tears. I could sleep well, for lying down means lying on my head, and head, means pain. I also could not stand. My legs couldn't move. I had to be aided on to a wheel chair to move around. The people in white have to take off my clothes and clean myself for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long before I had to take my medicine. I couldn't remember the taste of them, but only the STRONG bitter aftertaste in my mouth after washing down the drugs. Then my body was covered with brown-ish spot, just like those you get when you bump into something hard. But they are not pain at all. Whats pain is the swelling in my scrotum. It swell to the point where I have to walk(I could walk then) like a penguin, spreading my legs, moving side by side to avoid aggravating the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time, when my family visited me. And my mum told me they are going away for a while, and they were gone. I took her words literally. I waited for a while. Then I went to the elevator to wait for them. It seemed to be the longest wait of my life. I waited. And waited. And waited. The elevator door opened and closed, but still no mum. I was sad and disappointed. I felt as if my mum has left me for good. And I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course. She came back, and saw me squatting down all my myself over at the corner. She asked me why I am there, and I told her. And that was it. This only taught me something about myself, that I treasure my family, which I only came to realize recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/184/393758045_05d51e5f6d_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/184/393758045_05d51e5f6d_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a quite a few friends there. And it saddens me that I have to leave the place once I have fully recovered from the god-knows-what disease. And standing at the bus stop, I stared up at the hospital, and caught a whiff of the smell of the product that they use to disinfect the bed sheets and pillows, with the smell of the soap they use in the toilets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now, I still have no idea what the hell has happened to me then. I don't intend to find out, neither do I wish to know. I just hope nothing like this ever happen to me again. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Joy, Hope.&lt;br /&gt;It's the only emotion I want to feel.&lt;br /&gt;No anger.&lt;br /&gt;No pride.&lt;br /&gt;No sadness.&lt;br /&gt;No depression.&lt;br /&gt;No jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's only human to feel. Who can blame that. I only wish for just this one thing to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;COMPASSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understanding, is the root to divinity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-8244105505664030996?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/8244105505664030996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=8244105505664030996' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8244105505664030996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8244105505664030996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-thought-i-was-gonna-die.html' title='I thought I was gonna DIE.'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3139/2595401374_47fd80f69f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-7055400937219594762</id><published>2008-07-05T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T13:58:54.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Brain Fell Out, And Was SQUASHED. To PULP.</title><content type='html'>Are you open-minded? Is Singapore truly an open-minded country? Are the younger generation, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;supposedly&lt;/span&gt; more open-minded, really open-minded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I doubt so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-7055400937219594762?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/7055400937219594762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=7055400937219594762' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/7055400937219594762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/7055400937219594762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/07/his-brain-fell-out-and-was-squashed-to.html' title='His Brain Fell Out, And Was SQUASHED. To PULP.'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-3802368211197780149</id><published>2008-07-01T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:27:03.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends and Best Friends</title><content type='html'>Jeremy, a random blogger from the net, has this wonderful post to share. He gave a super succinct summary of the difference between &lt;a href="http://www.mi-unplugged.com/?p=9"&gt;friends and best friends&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Friend: calls your parents by mr. and mrs.&lt;br /&gt;Best friend: calls your parents dad and mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: borrows your stuff for a few days then gives it back&lt;br /&gt;Best friend: has a closet full of your stuff -- Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I have never had such a kind of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about this, I inadvertently think back to that painful moment of my secondary school days when friendship, collapsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have to admit that I'm an introvert. And being introvert, making friends isn't really a hi-and-bye thing for me. My definition of making friends means spending time, thought, and care into every of my friendship. Being classmates does not make someone a friend de facto. When two people start(and continue to) sharing things about each other, they level-up and become friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously speaking, right now, I have only one friend. Being a friend, that means he knows things about me, I know things about him. We can joke around, crap around, poke fun at each other. We do some things together, enjoy each others company. But since I technically only have this one friend, does this make him my best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thin line between best friends and just friends, is a fine one. No one could possibly define the term, "best friend". Everyone has different standards, different situations, different characteristics. But what matters most, is the fact that both acknowledge each other as &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;best friends&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I take this chance to acknowledge &lt;a href="http://1twos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Samuel&lt;/a&gt; as my best friend. (and I'm helping him to advertise him blog now? xD) We spent 4 years in secondary school together, in the same CCA, same combination of subjects. And now, we are in the same course in NP too. What a very small world this is huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: And I hope I can know more friends in this 3 years course. True friends. Not the I-know-you-you-know-me kinda friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-3802368211197780149?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/3802368211197780149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=3802368211197780149' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3802368211197780149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3802368211197780149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/07/friends-and-best-friends.html' title='Friends and Best Friends'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-6608239614281101747</id><published>2008-06-29T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T21:30:03.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Mocking Their Language!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DAjLOmzbT4g&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DAjLOmzbT4g&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uYwS9k1ZexY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uYwS9k1ZexY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is old, but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I admit it is funny, but you shouldn't do this! It's not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help but laugh... @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Jaw ache. Laugh too much... I think the second one is funnier... &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-6608239614281101747?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/6608239614281101747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=6608239614281101747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6608239614281101747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6608239614281101747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/06/stop-mocking-their-language.html' title='Stop Mocking Their Language!'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-6717811402785608944</id><published>2008-06-29T19:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T20:13:58.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why people write "moiii" instead of "me" or "my"</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiie! moiii name ishx xxx. haharxx. y u lidat de, view nvr comment... sadz larx... dun tok to u liaoz, take my lappy throw you siax!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting wif YC when we started talking about my blog. He say Kit Yan say my blog not nice to read cuz too formal le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my expression. You should really check out my double eye lids real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I add "worx", "moi" and "lahx" everywhere? Or should I do something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;anw here to update abt ytday as i was abit lazy to blog much ytday.. dear's parents sent me home, lolz, was stunned sia... met mark &amp; qiu yan after that.. tok abit den i chat on the phone wif dear all the way.. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SGd6pUWR__I/AAAAAAAAAnc/PBQRbKc5SZo/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SGd6pUWR__I/AAAAAAAAAnc/PBQRbKc5SZo/s400/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217273543587397618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, it's very weird to add unneeded i, x, z, s, or even e, or exchanging y for oi, o for al. All it ever does is to make what you write more confusing. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not cute. No, it's not cool. Neither is it teenager-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, sometimes I do it. But you should always know when to use them, and when not to. Would you like to read a blog that is full of these thingys? Can FAINT (lor).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-6717811402785608944?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/6717811402785608944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=6717811402785608944' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6717811402785608944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6717811402785608944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-people-write-moiii-instead-of-me-or.html' title='Why people write &quot;moiii&quot; instead of &quot;me&quot; or &quot;my&quot;'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SGd6pUWR__I/AAAAAAAAAnc/PBQRbKc5SZo/s72-c/Picture+6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-1216588839069330264</id><published>2008-06-29T12:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T13:50:29.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The HELL will you SHUT UP?</title><content type='html'>I wake up my Saturday morning to be greeted by this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SGcarlQTrvI/AAAAAAAAAnU/7cq6E99bU10/s1600-h/banglaworker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SGcarlQTrvI/AAAAAAAAAnU/7cq6E99bU10/s400/banglaworker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217168029369216754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell I'm not seeing things. And &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HEARING&lt;/span&gt; things. God damn it! These BANGLA are making a heck of a noise outside my house! What the HELL? It's 9 in the MORNING! 9! Do I have to spell it out? N-I-N-E! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NINE&lt;/span&gt;! And who the hell isn't still slumbering at NINE on a SATURDAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL! I was so rudely awoken by the drumming and sawing and basically NOISE that was produced by the group of BANGLAS there playing with metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up, and I almost went directly to the phone to call the Town Council to complain! The headache was terrible you know? Waking up in a din and all that? But I remembered my last post. I remembered patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tolerance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting, I took that picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And recorded a clip of the noise that they produced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ki9nBHiXYeU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ki9nBHiXYeU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combining the clip with the photo I took, I uploaded it to Youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, let me remind you again. It's 9 in the MORNING, on a SATURDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABSURDITY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: iMovie ROCKS! =D It's so COOL! I used iMovie for that little video. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-1216588839069330264?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/1216588839069330264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=1216588839069330264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/1216588839069330264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/1216588839069330264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/06/hell-will-you-shut-up.html' title='The HELL will you SHUT UP?'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SGcarlQTrvI/AAAAAAAAAnU/7cq6E99bU10/s72-c/banglaworker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-7748081824788086950</id><published>2008-06-27T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T23:16:27.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Instant Gratification</title><content type='html'>Whenever I clicked on Youtube videos, I always expect it to load immediately and play throughout smoothly without jerky pauses. And I also expect to get instant results when searching on Google for something. I went so far as to expect everything to be instant, wanting instant gratification for almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my surprise when it turns out that I can't &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MAKE&lt;/span&gt; the movies I'm watching on the internet to load FASTER. And, when it didn't load as fast as I expect it to be, I get frustrated. WAY &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FRUSTRATED&lt;/span&gt;. And I get headaches, get emo, get all sorta funny stuffs. Then I realize, I'm too impatient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this day and age of the instantly gratified, fast paced lifestyle of the digital millennium, patience is definitely not a very often observed virtue. In fact, being &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Generation_Y"&gt;Gen Y&lt;/a&gt; means being "tech-savvy". Technology has changed us so much that patience isn't something that we practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the above quite truly applies to me. (and almost everyone else my age?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to find back the patience to wait. Not only for waiting in the queue, but waiting for my movies to load finish. Time's precious yo, but only patience can get me somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I was watching &lt;a href="http://www.watch-movies.net/movies/you_dont_mess_with_the_zohan/"&gt;Don't Mess With the Zohan&lt;/a&gt; on moviefather.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-7748081824788086950?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/7748081824788086950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=7748081824788086950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/7748081824788086950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/7748081824788086950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/06/instant-gratification.html' title='Instant Gratification'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-39838222491358373</id><published>2008-06-24T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T00:37:45.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The STRONGEST muscle</title><content type='html'>This is why I say, don't get me STARTED. Once you start me rolling, chances are I won't stop until I hit a wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1COMT lesson today, Ms Liaw said this "the tongue is the strongest muscle..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reaction is "HUH?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicia said "ya, the tongue is the strongest muscle..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, right. My tongue can kick your ASS. Take that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SGDf0o6GFKI/AAAAAAAAAnM/3znfjG5ogKY/s1600-h/mytongue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SGDf0o6GFKI/AAAAAAAAAnM/3znfjG5ogKY/s400/mytongue.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215414463922312354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I just don't really see why it is the strongest muscle in the human body. Why is it not your arm muscles, or leg muscles for that matter? Why is it not the neck muscles, having to support your head against gravity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no price for guessing, I did my research. (okay, quick search on Wikipedia. what?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? There's no specific stongest muscle on the human body. Why? There's no way to measure it! And besides, the term strongest means what? Generate a high amount of power? Produce a high amount of force?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The statement that "the tongue is the strongest muscle in the body" appears frequently in lists of surprising facts, but it is difficult to find any definition of "strength" that would make this statement true. Note that the tongue consists of sixteen muscles, not one. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muscle#The_.22strongest.22_human_muscle"&gt;Wikipedia, the "strongest muscle"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. No strong tongue! However, I think the uterus has the strongest muscle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A shorter muscle will be stronger "pound for pound" (i.e., by weight) than a longer muscle. The myometrial layer of the uterus may be the strongest muscle by weight in the human body. At the time when an infant is delivered, the entire human uterus weighs about 1.1 kg (40 oz). During childbirth, the uterus exerts 100 to 400 N (25 to 100 lbf) of downward force with each contraction.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muscle#The_.22strongest.22_human_muscle"&gt;Wikipedia, the "strongest muscle"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-39838222491358373?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/39838222491358373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=39838222491358373' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/39838222491358373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/39838222491358373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/06/strongest-muscle.html' title='The STRONGEST muscle'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SGDf0o6GFKI/AAAAAAAAAnM/3znfjG5ogKY/s72-c/mytongue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-6979664813737337092</id><published>2008-06-24T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T20:12:51.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cascada Rocks!</title><content type='html'>Last time, it was Britney.&lt;br /&gt;This time, Cascada COOL! Britney BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a remix of 5 selected cool songs by Cascada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vwm18dALH-I&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vwm18dALH-I&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I particularly like Everytime We Touch and What Hurts The Most. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Cascada is only the name of 3 people. Cascada consists of singer Natalie Horler and producers DJ Manian, and Yanou. So the lady you see singing and dancing, she's Natalie. The great beats and rhythms, thank the DJ pair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-6979664813737337092?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/6979664813737337092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=6979664813737337092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6979664813737337092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/6979664813737337092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/06/cascada-rocks.html' title='Cascada Rocks!'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-3865938366413366723</id><published>2008-06-23T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:08:28.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having AIDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;All my life, I've been hiding a dark secret from everyone. While everyone perceives me as the perfect angel bestowed from heaven, nobody knew that I was born with HIV+. -- &lt;a href="http://4-4-4-4.blogspot.com/2008/06/within-me-aids-lies-dormant.html"&gt;3POINT8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not me. it's FICTION. go click and read. touching!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-3865938366413366723?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/3865938366413366723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=3865938366413366723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3865938366413366723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/3865938366413366723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/06/having-aids.html' title='Having AIDS'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-8772792349624156013</id><published>2008-06-23T20:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T00:31:39.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry, you lookin' at me?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had the feeling that the whole world is looking at you? Have you ever sensed that burning sensation around your necks and ears, making you gradually warmer and warmer? Have you ever felt the need to look down at the floor, avoid eye contact, and fiddle with something while in public?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet everyone experienced something like this at some point in their lives. So have I. Nowadays, I get that feeling, and I feel a moment of helplessness. Most of the time, the accompanying emotion is embarrassment. Depending on the circumstances, the accompanying emotion could have been anger instead. Weird huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BISH!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, there's there's 2 or 3 guys on the bus home. I noticed that they kept giving me cursory glances. NOT that I pay attention to them, I was just sensitive to people looking at me, really. (most of the time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered if I knew them or if they knew me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this girl looked at me while I'm on board the other bus. I looked back. She looked away. I didn't bother to check if she's still stealing glances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching my final stop, I alighted. Then there was this other guy stealing glances. No idea why. Don't ask me why I noticed more guys looking at me. I just did. (random-ness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the NTUC and bought my Timeout(yesh, again), and stop caring if others looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SFzdpqD8R0I/AAAAAAAAAl0/GXY4hh6ZF4s/s1600-h/timeout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SFzdpqD8R0I/AAAAAAAAAl0/GXY4hh6ZF4s/s400/timeout.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214286176323389250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chewing my Timeout thoughtfully, I wondered why I am bothered so much about why others look at me. Is it because there's something on my face? Did someone put some stickers or &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;masking tape&lt;/span&gt; on my back? I didn't zip my pants? My hair? Shoelaces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(at this point, I've touched my face, hair, looked down, and stretched my arm around my back and groped to possible invisible sticky things attached to my back. nothing's there, nothing's wrong.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I wondered, is it something behind me? (I didn't remember anything behind me at the point I'm being looked at.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I thought, "I'm way too cute then"&lt;br /&gt;And I felt so thick-faced. But still. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid me. I realize that they are just randomly looking around. Nothing to do with any of those. Yea. All that thinking, just for this simple explanation. It's so simple I almost laughed out loud. At least people are not looking at some unzip pants right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so much the same as when people wave in your general direction and you wave back, thinking they are waving at you. Or when people say bye in your general direction and you thought they were talking to you and said bye back before you realize that it's addressed to the one beside you and that you don't even know the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-8772792349624156013?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/8772792349624156013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=8772792349624156013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8772792349624156013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8772792349624156013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-sorry-you-lookin-at-me.html' title='I&apos;m sorry, you lookin&apos; at me?'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SFzdpqD8R0I/AAAAAAAAAl0/GXY4hh6ZF4s/s72-c/timeout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6462274331009238284.post-8927497661976484265</id><published>2008-06-22T11:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T11:33:51.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh Out Loud or Squirm Out Loud?</title><content type='html'>Today, I clicked on the advertisements on my own blog. And to my surprise, I discovered &lt;a href="http://laughoutloud.com.sg/"&gt;laughoutloud.com.sg&lt;/a&gt;. The first impression of the website was very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched one video. Only one video. And guess what? Instead of Laugh Out Loud, it had me &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;squirm&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SQUIRM&lt;/span&gt;! How could I have known that the video would be so lame and awkward?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. They tried too hard. Really really too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SF3HXQPW0aI/AAAAAAAAAl8/sJr1o6qK3hw/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SF3HXQPW0aI/AAAAAAAAAl8/sJr1o6qK3hw/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214543145875198370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that purple circle? That's the one that I clicked on. I don't dare to try watching others in case my hair drops all over the place. Watch them if you dare. Go on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6462274331009238284-8927497661976484265?l=worldzac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/feeds/8927497661976484265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6462274331009238284&amp;postID=8927497661976484265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8927497661976484265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6462274331009238284/posts/default/8927497661976484265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldzac.blogspot.com/2008/06/laugh-out-loud-or-squirm-out-loud.html' title='Laugh Out Loud or Squirm Out Loud?'/><author><name>Zac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11932487873890367756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iyy0cNZYPzE/TXjuOSpcVQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/6wr8DAIrZKI/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qoB5Z_NMqY/SF3HXQPW0aI/AAAAAAAAAl8/sJr1o6qK3hw/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
