<?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-4328548271582590989</id><updated>2011-10-24T01:33:23.747-07:00</updated><category term='romance'/><category term='Reading'/><category term='Ashley Wood'/><category term='word of the day'/><category term='news'/><category term='Lost'/><category term='Hobbies'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='random'/><category term='Dog'/><category term='Ipoh'/><category term='Drawings'/><category term='music'/><category term='star trek'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Creation'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Car'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>kommienezuspadt</title><subtitle type='html'>into the rabbit hole</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328548271582590989/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17481132460635529832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yrMDeNMKcMg/TTrOnhePYfI/AAAAAAAAACU/ysFgi47pFu4/IMG_0407.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328548271582590989.post-385779861440221550</id><published>2011-02-27T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T10:29:45.526-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Music'd!</title><content type='html'>There's this line in the movie "An Education" which has an actress who I think is gorgeous, Carey Mulligan and is a good movie to boot... I'm recalling this from memory so I may be paraphrasing a bit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jenny: How do you know it's a good piece of art? What makes it good?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Danny: Well you just know. Deep inside, inside your gut, you just know. Some people say that's the first step but they're wrong that's the whole point!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man does this sum things up well for me. When I listen to music, say two equally invigorating piece of songs, I just know if I like one and not the other. There's no reason, there's no why.. I just know! This is especially true for a lot of the ambient noise side of things that I have been listening to. Like now I'm listening to 'Twift Shoeblade' by Mouse on Mars,&amp;nbsp;a smile just crept up on my face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/LGuZrhxLtq8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LGuZrhxLtq8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LGuZrhxLtq8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two other songs off the top of my head are 'Green Knight by Memory Tapes. This is kinda happy and not really ambient&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/oLmP-bq3Ge0/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oLmP-bq3Ge0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oLmP-bq3Ge0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and 'There is a Number of Small Things' by Mum. This is what living in those twirly carousel things above baby cribs would sound like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/ulzbY_-JmM8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ulzbY_-JmM8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ulzbY_-JmM8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows? Maybe that in a few years, I'll hate all of them but for now they're incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesomesauce! .... nah that's never gonna work as a tag line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328548271582590989-385779861440221550?l=eers89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/feeds/385779861440221550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328548271582590989&amp;postID=385779861440221550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328548271582590989/posts/default/385779861440221550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328548271582590989/posts/default/385779861440221550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/2011/02/musicd.html' title='Music&apos;d!'/><author><name>sree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17481132460635529832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yrMDeNMKcMg/TTrOnhePYfI/AAAAAAAAACU/ysFgi47pFu4/IMG_0407.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328548271582590989.post-7297273976836011605</id><published>2011-02-26T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T11:49:07.837-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Action Decided!</title><content type='html'>I've decided! The next girl I'm going out with is going to be nick named&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Chéri&lt;/span&gt;! and no it's not up for discussion.. that's what she's going by and she's going to like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes do think sniffing all that diathermy smoke has finally gotten to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also is it weird that whenever I listen to classic rock and grunge my thoughts get a flannel background? It's like my mind adopts wallpapers according to what music I'm listening to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times I wonder what other people's minds sound like... I tend to talk a lot with myself in my head... I imagine a poker table with very opinionated people up there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL IN! Good bluff there "Mind Sree"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328548271582590989-7297273976836011605?l=eers89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/feeds/7297273976836011605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328548271582590989&amp;postID=7297273976836011605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328548271582590989/posts/default/7297273976836011605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328548271582590989/posts/default/7297273976836011605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/2011/02/action-decided.html' title='Action Decided!'/><author><name>sree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17481132460635529832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yrMDeNMKcMg/TTrOnhePYfI/AAAAAAAAACU/ysFgi47pFu4/IMG_0407.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328548271582590989.post-3152435330726826506</id><published>2011-02-11T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T19:33:14.696-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Drawn'd</title><content type='html'>Haven been drawing at all.. but was on the train the other day and started sketching.. well it came out horribly... but today i was thinking bout Valentines and how for the past couple of years it's always been a time for my art to flourish... this year I did it on a significantly less grander scale.. man did I kick this out fast... took me what half an hour at 3am? but I really like this for a few reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7KD4uRS7TXQ/TVXzzr0kCVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/5dnfeWXyfBI/s1600/scan0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7KD4uRS7TXQ/TVXzzr0kCVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/5dnfeWXyfBI/s320/scan0001.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. It's Free: I've had this problems that my drawings always seem immobile.. like something etched into the stone.. it may be nice but it's always rigid... this drawing has its flaws but i think it's so messy that it's actually liberating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I flicked the sharpie.. crosshexed with the felts... stabbed with inaccurate lines with my red pen.. it didnt come out as clean as I wanted but I think that, it's specifically this reason that I felt it broke my shackles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Something bout the light and darkness if you notice the far side of the face is far more filled with sharpie's cross hexes and the like and the foreground even the pupil is white.. I tried to deliberately cast a distinctive color difference and I think it turned out well! might use it in future pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know there's actually something very unsettling about the face if you cover each side of the face it looks like two different expressions.. huh go figure.. also I do admit she does look like a man a bit i think it's the cheek bones and the chin.. arghh that chin..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also I should really sign my drawings even the shitty ones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328548271582590989-3152435330726826506?l=eers89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/feeds/3152435330726826506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328548271582590989&amp;postID=3152435330726826506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328548271582590989/posts/default/3152435330726826506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328548271582590989/posts/default/3152435330726826506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/2011/02/drawnd.html' title='Drawn&apos;d'/><author><name>sree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17481132460635529832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yrMDeNMKcMg/TTrOnhePYfI/AAAAAAAAACU/ysFgi47pFu4/IMG_0407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7KD4uRS7TXQ/TVXzzr0kCVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/5dnfeWXyfBI/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328548271582590989.post-8438888465711658002</id><published>2011-02-11T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T07:11:06.809-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='word of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='star trek'/><title type='text'>Word of the Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Chemical cartography&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;n.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Mapping a city’s distinctive smells to create a baseline for olfactory detection of suspicious activities—like bomb production. Funded by Darpa, chemical cartographers are recording the signature stench of businesses, from gas stations to dry cleaners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;My thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Now we know what Princess Leia's day job was!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I've started reading Wired religiously. I need to know some news, so why not news I care bout?! I recommend you do the same, pick a news site and follow it! You'd be surprised how much you actually know abut the goings of the world if you give a crap about the news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;eg. I first read about the going ons in Egypt when Wired reported that Internet went down. Now you might say that was mighty late of me, but aside form knowing about Egypt I know about solar sail powered spacecraft's in orbit around earth! Yes, just like the Bajoran's in Star Trek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328548271582590989-8438888465711658002?l=eers89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/feeds/8438888465711658002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328548271582590989&amp;postID=8438888465711658002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328548271582590989/posts/default/8438888465711658002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328548271582590989/posts/default/8438888465711658002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/2011/02/word-of-day.html' title='Word of the Day!'/><author><name>sree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17481132460635529832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yrMDeNMKcMg/TTrOnhePYfI/AAAAAAAAACU/ysFgi47pFu4/IMG_0407.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328548271582590989.post-757942547373554496</id><published>2011-02-02T17:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T10:33:43.216-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>??!?</title><content type='html'>trailing rain, dropping hard, makes for punching, me in the gut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i got nothing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328548271582590989-757942547373554496?l=eers89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/feeds/757942547373554496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328548271582590989&amp;postID=757942547373554496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328548271582590989/posts/default/757942547373554496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328548271582590989/posts/default/757942547373554496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='??!?'/><author><name>sree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17481132460635529832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yrMDeNMKcMg/TTrOnhePYfI/AAAAAAAAACU/ysFgi47pFu4/IMG_0407.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328548271582590989.post-821676436244525437</id><published>2011-01-25T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T10:54:44.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast 2 d' Past</title><content type='html'>I don't know maybe it's the fact that the newly 21 sheen has finally worn off or that these days seem especially ripe for being contemplative... but I've been thinking of my childhood lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go on try it! Close your eyes and think! when you were 5 in&amp;nbsp;kindergarten&amp;nbsp;and that fat kid kicked sand into your face... ok ok bad one.. "catching?" remember that one? as a kid I was never fast.. but I sure as hell was smart... I went with the if you cant find me you can't catch me approach.. which often was met by "Yer you're cheating lah!" but I knew I wasn't... and they were just jealous that I was better! Hmph!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure was magical wasn't it... I mean when they say, "all kids need, are their imagination" they sure mean it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was never a very adventurous kid.. and I lived on a hill... a very steep hill... it was scary to go outside... We had a common park but it was a walks down and my mum never let me go alone... so yeah... didn't really have that big a social circle but I didn't need one...Oh I know what you're thinking! but you're wrong! I so did not have an imaginary friend.. but... I had imagination all right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember one of the first things I had was this mug with Michael Jackson's face! and I thought that all you needed was long twirly hair on your forehead and being able to spin on one foot to be him... never really got the whole fact that he sang...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes whenever my hair would grow "just long enough" there I'd go wetting that bit of hair... twirling it in my finger admiring myself in the mirror...&amp;nbsp;and then I'd stand ready.. going over the motions in my head.. a few false starts and then the kick off! knowing that it was too late to turn back I'd swing the momentum of my body all the way around completing the awesomestest dance move ever! and man was it a high! that dizzy feeling you get as the whole world wobbles around you as your throat chuckles, &amp;nbsp;mind racing to the grand stage where millions of fans adore you and MJ at your side asks you show him how its done..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So try it sometime close your eyes think of a memory and ride it all the way... what you were wearing... what the air smelt like... the sound of your mum cooking in the back... the noise as your neighbour's honda pulls into the driveway.. to a time more magical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the song that the name of my blog came from.. you might hate it... well actually I think I have sold my soul to this man and listen to it enough and you'll like it too.. also reduce the volume it's pretty loud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/ewvkauIMmbQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0"&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-nocookie.com/v/ewvkauIMmbQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a picture I've been meaning to post and I'll probably do it late today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328548271582590989-821676436244525437?l=eers89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/feeds/821676436244525437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328548271582590989&amp;postID=821676436244525437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328548271582590989/posts/default/821676436244525437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328548271582590989/posts/default/821676436244525437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/2011/01/blast-2-d-past.html' title='Blast 2 d&apos; Past'/><author><name>sree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17481132460635529832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yrMDeNMKcMg/TTrOnhePYfI/AAAAAAAAACU/ysFgi47pFu4/IMG_0407.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328548271582590989.post-6248221941605874546</id><published>2011-01-22T07:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T03:23:15.649-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creation'/><title type='text'>Drawn'd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb260/yee_yoon/DSC00685.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb260/yee_yoon/DSC00685.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see when you give a picture of a dog (note dog above, his name btw is Jive.. don't ask) to a normal person, they'd go awwww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you give the a picture of a dog to a nerd (medical nerd.. since I'm in the field and all), he'd think of Pavlov's experiment and if the dog had been conditioned to look into the camera when presented to him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you give a picture of a dog to Tom Waits.. well Tom Waits would probably eat it.. not because he's a glutton but because I'm sure that's the kind of thing he does for kicks (if you're reading this Tom Waits please dont steal my soul.. pretty please)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when you give a picture of a dog to ME! this happens...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yrMDeNMKcMg/TTr_jc6_thI/AAAAAAAAAEc/C7wikvsQaFo/s1600/scan0002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565041274093811218" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yrMDeNMKcMg/TTr_jc6_thI/AAAAAAAAAEc/C7wikvsQaFo/s400/scan0002.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 281px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328548271582590989-6248221941605874546?l=eers89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/feeds/6248221941605874546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328548271582590989&amp;postID=6248221941605874546' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328548271582590989/posts/default/6248221941605874546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328548271582590989/posts/default/6248221941605874546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/2011/01/drawnd_22.html' title='Drawn&apos;d'/><author><name>sree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17481132460635529832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yrMDeNMKcMg/TTrOnhePYfI/AAAAAAAAACU/ysFgi47pFu4/IMG_0407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yrMDeNMKcMg/TTr_jc6_thI/AAAAAAAAAEc/C7wikvsQaFo/s72-c/scan0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328548271582590989.post-1969218957404561659</id><published>2011-01-22T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T03:49:09.053-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashley Wood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Drawn'd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a crazy long hiatus of not drawing I found &lt;a href="http://ashleybambaland.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ashley Wood's blog&lt;/a&gt; and man I love the freedom the guy has in his drawings...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A bit of history, I never liked abstract art because well its too abstract... haha yeah I know I'm your regular William Blake when it comes to inventive wordplay... nway I first saw Ashley's work (is it ok if I call you Ashley?) when a friend loaned me "Zombies vs Robots"... it's a graphic novel btw... I thought his work was good but it was all oil paintings... and the downfall of being a medical student is that I simply don't have the luxury for something so resource and time intensive...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I came upon his blog however he had been doing these one drawing a day things.. and they were amazing! there was so much freedom in what he did.. he drew figures but it was soo free almost masaaki yuasa in &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XU4EfF85u60"&gt;Mind Game&lt;/a&gt; but with enough detail that I actually like the art and not just appreciated it.. so I snatched a &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TOW6FeVgEvQ/TQhD4d6bcyI/AAAAAAAACjg/nhIC_jVdNIY/s1600/15-12-10.jpg"&gt;picture&lt;/a&gt; and copied it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's what I do.. not trace but just use the picture as a reference and insert my own style of drawing into it... but when I was done with it I noticed something... I got the perspective of the figure wrong.. although his pen sketches seem blasé it's really with a lot of experience backing it... amazing really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nway this is what I came up with... not perfect.. but its a start... also yeah near the end I kind of got lazy and I went over the feet with a wire-frame again..man I suck at drawing feet and hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enjoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yrMDeNMKcMg/TTrBgh0_ykI/AAAAAAAAABU/h6roh2HPs5s/s1600/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yrMDeNMKcMg/TTrBgh0_ykI/AAAAAAAAABU/h6roh2HPs5s/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564973054150298178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328548271582590989-1969218957404561659?l=eers89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/feeds/1969218957404561659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328548271582590989&amp;postID=1969218957404561659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328548271582590989/posts/default/1969218957404561659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328548271582590989/posts/default/1969218957404561659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/2011/01/drawnd.html' title='Drawn&apos;d'/><author><name>sree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17481132460635529832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yrMDeNMKcMg/TTrOnhePYfI/AAAAAAAAACU/ysFgi47pFu4/IMG_0407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yrMDeNMKcMg/TTrBgh0_ykI/AAAAAAAAABU/h6roh2HPs5s/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328548271582590989.post-2431249305572536408</id><published>2011-01-02T11:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T01:45:25.757-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ipoh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Car'/><title type='text'>Reading</title><content type='html'>I like reading, I really do, the feeling of the page rubbing against my fingers, the smell that comes of as I scratch the page seems so familiar. It's all signs that I'm delving into a world I know little about and am about to know more the more I read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's the same reason I like TV shows. It doesn't rush to tell you everything about the world it's in. It opens and slowly lets you make your own decision about it's state showing different facets at a time. Well good TV shows at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought three books today, for two reasons mostly. One, to help alleviate my dad's boredom of sitting in my room. Secondly, a reason that I didn't really realise until I sampled one of the books I was getting for my dad. I like reading and three books covering a wide range (so not the word I'm looking for) of subjects is the way to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The Left Hand of God (Fantasy).. my mind still goes back to the "Magic Kingdom of Landover" Series which I started with "Magic Kingdom For Sale Sold" on the car ride from KL to Ipoh that disappeared. This along with that Blastoise Pokemon card are two things I still have no idea where they went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night Time (Fiction from an interesting narrative) I like it. If you like reading of any amount you'll like it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Shades of Grey (Fiction) the Premise is color coded Orwellian world? Maybe it's the fact I've just rewatched "Brazil" but the bleep on the back cover appealed to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes reading it's fun. Go do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was a kid I read a lot. In fact in my family we loved to compete and one of the things we competed on was who read more books. Don't ask why we did it. Maybe it's the fact that we all would grow up and be doctors. Say what you will about doctors but you gotta have a pretty high perception of yourself in relation to your peers to think that you can and should be a doctor. So yes it probably was an ego trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I digress, the point I wanted to get to was, when I was a kid our teachers used to say that Malaysians read an average of one page a year, in a very&amp;nbsp;accusatory&amp;nbsp;tone, like it was all our fault. I honestly think I did more than my part to lift the perception of illiteracy from our nation. so yeah screw you I did read and I am going to continue reading and if we as a nation don't read more don't you think the blame rests more on your shoulders (I'm speaking to the education ministry). Tossers! Yes you Ms Shereen from English in Standard 2! You and your smug look always mocking me... judging me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328548271582590989-2431249305572536408?l=eers89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/feeds/2431249305572536408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328548271582590989&amp;postID=2431249305572536408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328548271582590989/posts/default/2431249305572536408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328548271582590989/posts/default/2431249305572536408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eers89.blogspot.com/2011/01/reading.html' title='Reading'/><author><name>sree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VWDAuHBYJ9M/SEi6iZRoZtI/AAAAAAAAABw/2LmyDsjkwjI/S220/sree1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
