<?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-20124665</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:25:29.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust your dreams</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-8089720999409232157</id><published>2007-07-10T04:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:40:33.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RpKbhYq5gJI/AAAAAAAAADg/0l7JS_EFPDA/s1600-h/DSCN0088+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RpKbhYq5gJI/AAAAAAAAADg/0l7JS_EFPDA/s400/DSCN0088+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085297927115079826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RpKbMIq5gII/AAAAAAAAADY/hPY-P4Xcb9A/s1600-h/DSCN0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RpKbMIq5gII/AAAAAAAAADY/hPY-P4Xcb9A/s400/DSCN0084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085297562042859650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RpKa1Yq5gHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ywH1dZjlydg/s1600-h/DSCN0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RpKa1Yq5gHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ywH1dZjlydg/s400/DSCN0073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085297171200835698" 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/20124665-8089720999409232157?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/8089720999409232157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=8089720999409232157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/8089720999409232157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/8089720999409232157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2007/07/picture-of-day.html' title='Picture of the day'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RpKbhYq5gJI/AAAAAAAAADg/0l7JS_EFPDA/s72-c/DSCN0088+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-9066653741452347170</id><published>2007-06-28T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:40:33.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture of the day - Beautiful Black Swan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RoNgwIq5gGI/AAAAAAAAADI/otIrU2ood5I/s1600-h/BlackSwan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RoNgwIq5gGI/AAAAAAAAADI/otIrU2ood5I/s400/BlackSwan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081011184681451618" 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/20124665-9066653741452347170?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/9066653741452347170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=9066653741452347170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/9066653741452347170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/9066653741452347170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2007/06/picture-of-day.html' title='Picture of the day - Beautiful Black Swan'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RoNgwIq5gGI/AAAAAAAAADI/otIrU2ood5I/s72-c/BlackSwan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-8044557739896868436</id><published>2007-06-14T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:40:33.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RnAgopvRgaI/AAAAAAAAACg/9IrDvCerfHg/s1600-h/herbalife.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RnAgopvRgaI/AAAAAAAAACg/9IrDvCerfHg/s400/herbalife.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075592662817538466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It has come to my attention that "HERBALIFE" a company of wellness product is planning a mass employment from Singaporeans. I had attended the first conference yesterday 12/06/07, the results of achievement at profit went up 3 billion US dollar in profit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the 23 July, there will be a world exhibition at the Singapore Expo. The aim for this global market are planning to achieve a 5 billion US dollar in profit in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep track on this issue soon as i am employed being the distributer of their wellness product early August 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-8044557739896868436?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/8044557739896868436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=8044557739896868436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/8044557739896868436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/8044557739896868436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2007/06/it-has-come-to-my-attention-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RnAgopvRgaI/AAAAAAAAACg/9IrDvCerfHg/s72-c/herbalife.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-8960784967639640768</id><published>2007-01-10T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T01:28:45.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JavaScript Self Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 368px; height: 148px;" src="http://www.freewebtown.com/nurmohammed/library/image/2005/java5.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I bought a book today, it's called "JavaScript in 24 hours" by Micheal Moncur. After Knowing that this semester I will be facing alot of programming such as java programming/Visual C++ /processing/digital game creation/CSS design; my intention was clear, I am a beginner in programmings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just yesterday I found out about this JavaScript book in Popular book store at Woodlands. Feeling confident that the book will help; It has 427 pages not including content pages and indexs. While flipping the book (after i bought the book because of its warp with a permanent plastic) it was made simple and clear for beginners who had basic understanding in HTML. The most great part of this book is that it will lead me to a web link to register the book i bought and I will be getting a total free javascript update for future versions(javascripts 2.0+, Browsers compatible with them), and tutorials. The book covers JavaScript 1.5 and Ajax, I am still at hour 2 of the book...still reading...its very easy to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-8960784967639640768?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/8960784967639640768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=8960784967639640768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/8960784967639640768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/8960784967639640768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2007/01/javascript-self-training.html' title='JavaScript Self Training'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-667193803289316454</id><published>2006-12-30T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:40:34.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya Haji</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 403px; height: 116px;" src="http://www.freewebtown.com/nurmohammed/library/image/2005/turkey_wide.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hari Raya Haji, my parents planning to visit their parents; well seems to me I had a second chance. Why? I had not visit them since Hari Raya Aidilfitri, I heard my aunties missed me so. After all unattended occasions; I will be dead if they knew I am not going out to see them haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;[MARRIAGE ON TWENTIES]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fail to attend my cousin engaged day this past month,  you are wondering who was this cousin I am talking about? Its a "she" and her name is Shahidah, can you believe it; she is 2 years younger then me! Thats 20 years old, so young and yet engaged. So young and beautiful hmm... she got engage with a Bangladesh men name Karim. Its a long story on why she chose to be engaged so young with an older man, I do not understand why even when explained but never mind. The only story i can confirm is that she will be married in a few months... thats weired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;[MY FAMOUS GRANNY]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RZako3L8v2I/AAAAAAAAABg/QpnheePnBoU/s1600-h/Grandmom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RZako3L8v2I/AAAAAAAAABg/QpnheePnBoU/s400/Grandmom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014376257039417186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes 85 years of age and still so energetic and sporting. Once I wonder on how she get her erm  funny name ("Momo Latiff"); getting my fathers attention asking him why was it so, here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RZalRXL8v3I/AAAAAAAAABo/LdMCmjFSrpU/s1600-h/new+granny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RZalRXL8v3I/AAAAAAAAABo/LdMCmjFSrpU/s400/new+granny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014376952824119154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a famous Malay actress, once when young she was called up by the king of Thailand in the past before Thailand had their proper democracy and politics, she never came up with the kings name or erm I did not ask haha. She was called to be a part of a stage theater play, I was told that she played the role as ghost or a vampire up on stage hmm... Her acting was so good as the king named her after a ghost, in Thai language "Momo" means ghost. From there onwards her name was replaced by a king, yet when the king knows of her marrage to "Abdul Latiff bin Aspet"; the king added her husbands name after "Momo" ("Momo Latiff").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RZal0nL8v4I/AAAAAAAAABw/LJsDm0HEF5o/s1600-h/new_granny2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RZal0nL8v4I/AAAAAAAAABw/LJsDm0HEF5o/s400/new_granny2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014377558414507906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most likely most Singaporean and Malaysian Malays knew about her acting in films, the famous ones with P.Ramlee. The two black and white photos was from "Pendekar Bujang Lapok", I never get bored watching the film again... The one grandmother I am talking about was the one in stripe kebaya she is so cute haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;[SICK GRAND MOM BUT HAPPY]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gone to Umrah last two month ago with her only daughter "Kamaliah" the first photo on the left, yet after coming back to Singapore she fell sick and was sent to the general hospital. She complain that she had vomited water continually,  I could only guess she drank lots of plain water while not eating much. While on the hospital bed; many of her children came to visit, the only thing I could remember was she starts talking so much its seems like she was overjoyed on something. On hearing her conversation with one of her son; I over heard she said that she could not wait to leave the hospital and after all the sickness had been recovered she want to travel to Pahang Malaysia to see her old friends. It was her old acting friends, there was this occasion which all the grand actor and actress was called to attend for a remembrance ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom said to her that all of her children was worried about her health yet she was thinking of traveling to Pahang. I could not blame my grand mother ever since she had a husband in the past; she never had a chance to leave home... I mean after she was done acting. All she could do was taking care of my grand father "Abdul Latiff bin Aspet". After my Grand dad was gone early this year; she my grand mum felt lonely and so the only one she could depend on was her only daughter "kamaliah". I guess my grand mum wish to see the world a bit when she still could before her life soon be ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-667193803289316454?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/667193803289316454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=667193803289316454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/667193803289316454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/667193803289316454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/12/hari-raya-haji.html' title='Hari Raya Haji'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RZako3L8v2I/AAAAAAAAABg/QpnheePnBoU/s72-c/Grandmom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-6376655512072572553</id><published>2006-12-28T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:40:35.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polished machine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yup, the one machine creating problems in the past few days had been fixed. Hurrah! Windows Xp Service pack one and two took time to update, at least it went well with no hang ups. Whats wrong with the old settings? I guess I never know what went wrong in the system sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[BLOG UPDATE - MUSIC]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well..well... Look on what we have here? Music!! Yup, add some entertainment to the touch; what's up with the Arabic songs you say? Nothing special so to say, one of my favorite Arabic songs out there; she's one beauty isn't she hmm... Sara Al Hany came out with her new album "Akher Karar", its the 2nd music in her music album. Have fun hearing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;[BLOG UPDATE - TAG BOARD]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Installed a new "CBOX" tag board, if anyone had comments or wanna just say YO! haha you are all welcome to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[GAMES - WARHAMMER : MARK OF CHAOS]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Platform: PC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Genre: Strategy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RZWL0HL8vwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EPfHXXl_DsE/s1600-h/moc_mural1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RZWL0HL8vwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EPfHXXl_DsE/s400/moc_mural1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014067487545540354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had been playing this game for quite a while now, wonderful graphics with detailed beauty even on close ups. The game play was quite  simple; just follow the easy short tutorial and woolah! The game hunger for a powerful PC, lots of memory, high Ghz, and yeah...Geforce 6 series or higher graphic card. With high polygon counts for example... Hundreds of army....err I mean thousands plus mini detailed armies, PC needs lots of power to process them up. You will see what I mean, I add some screen shot of the actual game play below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RZWMMnL8vxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/DaoGxt9hB1I/s1600-h/Screenshot_03_Devdiary_2006_Mar_27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RZWMMnL8vxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/DaoGxt9hB1I/s400/Screenshot_03_Devdiary_2006_Mar_27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014067908452335378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RZWMc3L8vyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_FGzj7839EQ/s1600-h/Screenshot_01_E3_2006_Mar_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RZWMc3L8vyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_FGzj7839EQ/s400/Screenshot_01_E3_2006_Mar_07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014068187625209634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RZWMoHL8vzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Wqs4P3bJWDI/s1600-h/Screenshot_07_P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RZWMoHL8vzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Wqs4P3bJWDI/s400/Screenshot_07_P.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014068380898737970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RZWMwXL8v0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/2aBdPKWMg8s/s1600-h/WHMOC4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RZWMwXL8v0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/2aBdPKWMg8s/s400/WHMOC4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014068522632658754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If curious about this game and want to look or know the better picture on what I am trying to explain; why not go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.markofchaos.com/" _blank=""&gt;www.markofchaos.com&lt;/a&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/20124665-6376655512072572553?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/6376655512072572553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=6376655512072572553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/6376655512072572553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/6376655512072572553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/12/polished-machine.html' title='Polished machine!'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/RZWL0HL8vwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EPfHXXl_DsE/s72-c/moc_mural1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-7007042926335844640</id><published>2006-12-28T04:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T05:34:17.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long lost post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had been away for so long and missed a lot of things to say (typed on) as anyone that could see ehm... all the custom setting for my blog layout and gadgets is now gone because of the new blogger beta, well the old blog template had been backed up. Now the only updates is the design and its layout Yipee! I will fix what was gone on this new updated blog. While I was away; a few odds and end I could just ignore and left them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;[GOODBYE MY OLD FRIEND]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My 48 inch projector television had just passed away; she served my family very well for more then 10 years. She endure the worst humidity (natural weather) and torture from my small brother; now she was gone and had been replaced by a CRT 21 inch TV; I am going to miss her. I savage her useful parts ( 3 huge US Patient precision lenses, 4 huge Korean made digital speakers and 3 huge screen filters). All that erm junk could be useful for my future school project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;[HAPPY BIRTHDAY SOFIAN!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time not seen or heard from Sofian my ex classmate. Yo! Happy birthday bro haha! I did not remember his birthday was on Christmas day this year, long live Sofian the great scholar and wish you all the best yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GLITCHES AGAIN SIGH...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer is getting glitches again, Window media player 11 and iTunes always did some freaky stuff around my processing database. Quite a mystery it was, not even anti-virus software could fix them. So what the hell; renewing the whole system is the only way, it took me a day to setup everything sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-7007042926335844640?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/7007042926335844640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=7007042926335844640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/7007042926335844640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/7007042926335844640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/12/long-lost-post.html' title='Long lost post!'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-5608162815976015113</id><published>2006-12-25T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T06:04:01.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Design!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Hurrah! Got a new blog layout; changed the graphic design to my personal creation. Why is it looking so girlish like design you say? Haha just trying somthing different; always bored on designing for a guys likings so why not change a little feminine touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://blogspottemplates.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blogspot Templates&lt;/a&gt; which had some cool design, without the template layout design; my blog update would never be possible...(well i guess i could).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school holidays will be gone soon Haaaaa! I do enjoy my private time by myself...alone. All those stress in school is now gone for good thus preparing for the worst in the up coming new project. Lotsa programming, new media lecturer WoooHooo (sarcastic); hope this new lecturer holds lots of experience in teaching and of course caring for 'his' students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Material Update: Got myself a iBook G4...well its not new but i personally fixed after my elder sister broke it. HAHA NOW ITS MINE!!!! WARGHAAAHAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least... What am I typing for! Got to Sleep!&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/20124665-5608162815976015113?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/5608162815976015113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=5608162815976015113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/5608162815976015113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/5608162815976015113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-blog-design.html' title='New Blog Design!'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-925680147016086703</id><published>2006-12-05T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T23:58:35.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tight days</title><content type='html'>Time had been tight for me this days, wondering to have a great personal website is what i always wished for. I am not regretting that work had consume my free time, the more I expose to have the more experience I will need for my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now currently working on creating a full flash website for a wedding company, It is a challenge to accomplish. The company wants to have two languages on a individual template and with two resolutions, small and large. To add spices to them; it must look some what modern, traditional, applied to feel on both male and female colors yet bright with easy interactive interface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 70% done now; only the gallery is not in yet. I guess this website will be done in a month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-925680147016086703?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/925680147016086703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=925680147016086703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/925680147016086703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/925680147016086703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/12/tight-days.html' title='Tight days'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-115693391021275044</id><published>2006-08-30T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T18:32:15.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepping in...</title><content type='html'>&lt;font-family:arial;font-size:50%;color:gray;&gt;I have not touch my blog for some time, school ate my time but in a cool way, creating games out of website design was accomplished in my first project. Now on the 2nd major project were to use a technology such as the "GPS" (Global positioning system) device to map around Singapore and create an image out of a symbol, sound and video will be integrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than all the technology stuff, I enjoy the drawing class although the time in class was short, my skills improve drastically by involving exploration and better understanding in discoveries. I will post my artworks in my blog as soon I had better free time, plus new retro art web games, personal flash websites and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font-family:arial;font-size:50%;color:gray;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-115693391021275044?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/115693391021275044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=115693391021275044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115693391021275044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115693391021275044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/08/stepping-in.html' title='Stepping in...'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-115409655117496530</id><published>2006-07-28T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T05:24:10.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thumbs Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(181, 181, 181);font-size:100%;" &gt;Finally it had been a week, err well nearly...Its not yet 12 am haha. School should be this fun as always! I love my course, it felt as if everything fits like a satin glove above skin, my chosen criteria seems to fit my interest in learning. Yet I felt Lasalle it self changes much too, not by its look but their core structure in teaching. It is very important for a student to discover what they like and show their fear, mistakes and doubts to their lecturers. In this new core teaching structure do improvise in taking more feedback from students and even learn more in creative thinking. Without these structures student would not understand fully in their learning and to integrate them in their projects and self studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must include that not only these structures were then introduced to the students but all the lecturers create this fun environment to ease the tension and stress among all students (informal teaching). Outing chosen freely by students for example had been planned earlier on, I had been known that learning has to be in a loose and open condition yet easy to understand the program that automatically brings passion to students. I will absolutely agree that this coming year many students will score higher marks rather then last year, but only one thing that is still messed up is "communication". This has brought up major problems through the past years. The problem is not about students and lecturers but the communication in its facilities, schedule often messed up; I personally guess it is because the lack of available classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would not worry much about it since "we" are going to transfer to a new and bigger campus! It is hoped to open in the middle of next year. YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Today had been a dreggy and odd day, ALL THE MEDIA ARTS STUDENTS HAD BEEN LOCKED UP IN A "BAD LUCK CLASS ROOM" FOR 30 mins! Lucky enough IT can be open if not...We have to be commandos jumping from 3rd story building :P I guess the lecturer made the room angry by calling it bad luck and hating the classroom haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-115409655117496530?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/115409655117496530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=115409655117496530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115409655117496530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115409655117496530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/07/thumbs-up.html' title='Thumbs Up!'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-115392626528547417</id><published>2006-07-26T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T20:18:28.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Days</title><content type='html'>Starting school the past day was awkward, there's a lot of bad attitude guys in my class as it seems to be like my past ITE life. No Permanent friendship in ITE, like "hi" and "ok", that past I'm always alone and always learn alone. Lasalle is different, We, I, must be one with the class to even make things work, in the first and second lessons the whole class had been thought to know each and everyone's influences, Ideas etc. Its going to be a long day ahead of me this coming days, I had to see how it goes in after Fridays gone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;[Edited on friday 28th -  Thanks to  Sofian to spot my incorrect word haha!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-115392626528547417?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/115392626528547417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=115392626528547417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115392626528547417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115392626528547417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/07/school-days.html' title='School Days'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-115346394512549282</id><published>2006-07-21T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T15:08:03.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Moon on earth?</title><content type='html'>It this just for a day or in a few days huh? I hope this breaking news is true, I had an e-mail this morning from an anonymous person that inform of another moon that will appear on earth somewhere in August 27. This planet is actually not new to mankind but you see it is actually Mars, I now state what the person sent -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, don't miss out the greatest opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;Planet Mars will be the brightest in the night sky starting August. It will look as large as the full moon to the naked eye. This will cultimate on &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Aug. 27&lt;/span&gt; when Mars comes within &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"34.65M miles"&lt;/span&gt; of earth. Be sure to watch the sky on &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Aug. 27 12:30 am&lt;/span&gt;. It will look like the earth has 2 moons. The next time Mars may come this close is in 2287. Share this with ur friends as NO ONE ALIVE TODAY will ever see it again.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It seems flawless in what this person states, I shall point one that is "34.65M miles" the "M" is shorted out for "million", so do to compare the distance with the original moon that is 384,403 kilometers  (238,857 miles) away that means only a hundred thousands. This is what the "original" states -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Orbital characteristics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mars has an eccentricity higher than most of the  other planets in the solar system, and has an average distance from the Sun of  roughly 230 million km (1.5 AU). Its orbital period is 687  (Earth) days, but the solar day &lt;a title="Sol" href="/wiki/Sol"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (or &lt;i&gt;sol&lt;/i&gt;) on Mars is only slightly more  than an Earth day: 24 hours, 39 minutes, and 35.244 seconds. See time keeping on mars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Approximately every 780 days opposition occurs, which is when  Mars is nearest to Earth. This minimum distance varies between about 55 and 100  million km due to the planets elliptical orbits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;On August 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;" title="August 27" href="/wiki/August_27"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;, 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;, at 9:51:13 UT, Mars made its closest approach to  Earth in nearly 60,000 years: 55,758,006 km (approximately 35 million miles)  without Light-time correction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;" title="Light-time correction" href="/wiki/Light-time_correction"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;This occurred when  Mars was one day from opposition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; and about three days from  its perihelion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;, making Mars  particularly easy to see from Earth. The last time it came so close is estimated  to have been on September 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" title="September 12" href="/wiki/September_12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;, 57.617BC&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Detailed analysis of the solar system's gravitational landscape  forecasts an even closer approach in 2287. However, this record approach was  only very slightly closer than other recent close approaches. For instance, the  minimum distance on August 22, 1924&lt;a title="1924" href="/wiki/1924"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was 0.37284 AU, compared to  0.37271 AU on&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; August 27, 2003, and the minimum distance on August 24&lt;a title="August 24" href="/wiki/August_24"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, 2208&lt;a class="new" title="2208" href="/w/index.php?title=2208&amp;action=edit"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; will be 0.37278 AU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;@Wikipedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;But unfortunatly the original stated on "27 August, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;2003&lt;/span&gt;" NOT 2006! I guess this email was from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3 years ago!&lt;/span&gt; I guess its year or month will never be certain in the near future-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Observations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To a naked-eye observer, Mars usually shows a distinct yellow, orange or reddish color, and varies in brightness more than any other planet as seen from Earth over the course of its orbit, due to the fact that when furthest away from the Earth it is more than seven times as far from the latter as when it is closest (and can be lost in the Sun's glare for months at a time when least favourably positioned). At its most favourable times — &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;which occur twice every 32 years, alternately at 15 and 17-year intervals, and always between late July and late September&lt;/span&gt; — Mars shows a wealth of surface detail to a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Telescope" title="Telescope"&gt;telescope&lt;/a&gt;. Especially noticeable, even at low magnification, are the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Polar_ice_cap" title="Polar ice cap"&gt;polar ice caps&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;sup id="_ref-31" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mars#_note-31" title=""&gt;[40]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="thumb tright"&gt; &lt;div style="width: 402px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:MarsSunsetCut.jpg" class="internal" title="Photograph of a Martian sunset taken by Spirit at Gusev crater, May 19th, 2005."&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/d/dd/MarsSunsetCut.jpg/400px-MarsSunsetCut.jpg" alt="Photograph of a Martian sunset taken by Spirit at Gusev crater, May 19th, 2005." longdesc="/wiki/Image:MarsSunsetCut.jpg" height="121" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="thumbcaption"&gt; &lt;div class="magnify" style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:MarsSunsetCut.jpg" class="internal" title="Enlarge"&gt;&lt;img src="http://en.wikipedia.org/skins-1.5/common/images/magnify-clip.png" alt="Enlarge" height="11" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Photograph of a Martian sunset taken by Spirit at Gusev crater, May 19th, 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transit_of_Earth_from_Mars" title="Transit of Earth from Mars"&gt;transit of the Earth as seen from Mars&lt;/a&gt; will occur on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/November_10" title="November 10"&gt;November 10&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2084" title="2084"&gt;2084&lt;/a&gt;. At that time the Sun, the Earth and Mars will be exactly in a line. There are also &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transit_of_Mercury_from_Mars" title="Transit of Mercury from Mars"&gt;transits of Mercury&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transit_of_Venus_from_Mars" title="Transit of Venus from Mars"&gt;transits of Venus&lt;/a&gt;, and the moon Deimos is of sufficiently small angular diameter that its partial "eclipses" of the Sun are best considered transits (see &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transit_of_Deimos_from_Mars" title="Transit of Deimos from Mars"&gt;Transit of Deimos from Mars&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The only &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Occultation" title="Occultation"&gt;occultation&lt;/a&gt; of Mars by Venus to be observed was that of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/October_3" title="October 3"&gt;October 3&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1590" title="1590"&gt;1590&lt;/a&gt;, seen by M. Möstlin at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heidelberg" title="Heidelberg"&gt;Heidelberg&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;sup id="_ref-32" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mars#_note-32" title=""&gt;[41]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;@Wikipedea.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;November 10, 2084&lt;/span&gt; then, Still I be able to see to live in this world...I think so if im able at 106 years old haha....and if god wills it :) and i wonder, what "if" it really happen this year (2006)...Whoa!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-115346394512549282?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/115346394512549282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=115346394512549282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115346394512549282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115346394512549282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-moon-on-earth.html' title='Another Moon on earth?'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-115304126654005867</id><published>2006-07-16T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T05:27:30.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recover The Earth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(181, 181, 181);font-size:85%;" &gt;I decided to understand that some substance in all circumstances needs to be refined by bringing patience to its resolve. Currently this state of activity does trigger self impatience if it is directly misplaced before or after that substance is discovered, most likely to be the unpopular title called ‘fear’ which in the end to be blame. Such misleads to that so called ‘the dark side’ for fear; discourage one to hands on to be in a good life, to foresee this is to rediscover what is in that light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(181, 181, 181);font-size:85%;" &gt;Light should be remembered as ‘faith’ mesmerizing it to heart and should be remembered every single day to strengthen it to avoid from the dark side. Sometimes crying is a good way to release pain often but only as practiced; to season it is not recommended such as enable it to be over taken by suffering. “Love” - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(181, 181, 181);font-size:85%;" &gt;Light On Virtual Eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(181, 181, 181);font-size:85%;" &gt; but not the other way round – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(181, 181, 181);font-size:85%;" &gt;Lust Over Vast Entity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(181, 181, 181);font-size:85%;" &gt;. This could…no; it will damage the intersection of mass perpetual laws in life, it must be respected not abused. This I will never forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-115304126654005867?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/115304126654005867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=115304126654005867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115304126654005867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115304126654005867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/07/recover-earth.html' title='Recover The Earth.'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-115243903520076491</id><published>2006-07-09T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T18:08:20.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surfer Rabbit Girl?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freewebtown.com/nurmohammed/library/image/2005/surfergirl_copy_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.freewebtown.com/nurmohammed/library/image/2005/surfergirl_copy_copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Haha, its a surfer girl as she shows lots of love :P and a (1280x1024) size wallpaper. I had created it recently with Micromedia Freehand MX, trying to shake my hands loose to remember back all I had learn back in school. This is not the only one refined, I had another personal project that is going on and I will call it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"Smile under the Maple tree"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. Its a little complicated and is yet to complete soon...hmm maybe before starting school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-115243903520076491?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/115243903520076491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=115243903520076491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115243903520076491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115243903520076491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/07/surfer-rabbit-girl.html' title='Surfer Rabbit Girl?'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-115238658950249197</id><published>2006-07-09T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T05:57:42.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams of The Medivals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/17IP069.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/320/17IP069.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been thinking of late, one who has knowledge in wisdom shall gain enormous  truth in their path which they take. My path is not known since it had been clouded as such significant as the fog of 'war'. Fog covers the blood spilled land as war between the good and evil throwing hurdles of arrows at each other, swords slashes flesh as the anger that still echoes through the blood misty fog which will never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had been 'in' that war, yes I really mean mano e mano but of course more than one. Thousands and thousands of armies at the battle ground as none had mercy over each other like pigs on mass killing spree! To my shock in expectation; even the woman stood their ground and fought in war but they carry long-bows with magical arrows of the elements. How do I easily manage to know who is good and which is evil? Easily enough as I look at their way of fighting and definitely in their clothes, The holy as in the good wore shining armor with gold inlay, shining shields and enormous claymore which they hold only by one hand! Every time they strike with each blow shook the ground and it proofs to be their war cry improving their moral in battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unholy forces of evil claims the dark fog which covers their path and more likely to conquer the bright sun, evil forces were vicious, blood thirsty immoral foes; compared to the Vikings and barbarians they were the worst! They look a little common like the dark elves with pointy ears, long fingers with long nails, the men had long white gray hair and one distinctive features I accidently notice is their glowing fiery red eyes. Their armor were rough black colored thick plates with red stains that look like dried blood stains on them. The weapon that were unmatched which I never seen anything before, large claymore like swords with serrated razor sharp edges; magically enhanced with a red pulsating smoky aura that came out of them. With each strike of the dark blade slashes the shining armor and cuts through easily like acid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the looks of it...The holy forces never had a chance to win. But waves and waves of holy forces that came out of the golden gate which they were still resisting and defending their ground never gave up, it is like they are sworn to protect till the end of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/great-claymore-2011t.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/320/great-claymore-2011t.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well In that battle between good and evil, by the looks of it; the holy had many casualties, as seen and compared from the evil forces; the holy does not have magical protection that enhances their armor againts the dark blade which cuts through anything. That strange red smoky aura from the dark blade puzzles me, what great power can withstand the holy armor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which side did I choose you say? Yes, I must choose to which battle I must be with fighting side by side to glory. I chose the holy knights instead of the blood thirsty dark ones, why? Strangely when every holy knights fall; I felt a sudden feel of weakness that's is deep within me which is greatly losing its life like something saps into it, one by one falls like a razor cutting through a thin paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the heat of battle holy resistance was futile, tears rolling down my eyes saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Is this how the light ends by darkness? For whom they die for, and why don't they stay behind the golden gate and save the ones they love? But no...Every child that were able, woman and men fought to the end to protect...But what where they protecting? This must be something of grave importance to them!"&lt;/span&gt; In that sudden moment, a slow breeze of wind blowing through my face with my tears rolling back...Yet I heard a voice...A wise mans voice spoke to me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"You are the light that "they" are looking for, you are "their" light, they will die for you and will defend their homeland which were once yours, but you deserted them...And so they had once sworn an oath to defend the light and never let darkness to claim "it" and their homeland...But they will never see another light if you were to left the war be as it is...Bring them back that light and the promise you once gave the kingdom and god will shed light to you more than before...Be "one" and you will be strong."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm filled with faith, with that words from the wise man; I knew what had to be done and I shall help the light to my death!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright white light surrounded me as I was sent to another place safe closer to the battleground, amazed by the environment, I was In my own kingdom and sadly its slowly loosing its light. Looking around, everyone was armed ready for battle and strangely no one notice my attendance...Suddenly a manly voice called me from behind, it was an old man long dark grey  hair with long beard and mustache even longer than that Gundulf from "The Lords of The Rings"! He said &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Come, you must be ready for battle"&lt;/span&gt;. I followed the old man and I was then sent to this huge library plus a training arena like area combined together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally ask the old man, why am I here? Who brought me to this place and why am I in this war in the first place? The old man said "......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TO BE CONTINUED......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-115238658950249197?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/115238658950249197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=115238658950249197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115238658950249197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115238658950249197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/07/dreams-of-medivals.html' title='Dreams of The Medivals'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-115170073424027230</id><published>2006-07-01T03:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T05:29:18.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Boots Bad Day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(181, 181, 181);font-family:arial;" &gt;Well what do we have here? Rotten Sole?! Yes all rotten I tell ya! I went out to fish again...Nothing captured to be that special, but the one special happenings is that filthy boots! I thought it was a great idea to wore that boots...Ok ok I thought it was just a pair of dusty boots laying around the corner and hey why don't I take it with me...Bah what a shaggy sack it was. I tell ya it "melts" on hot road! It an eraser that is just like the one you used in school! I was frustrated, as the condition got worse at every moment as I travel the hot day ahead, it chipped bit by bit and my foot sore by the rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shish! That was not just it, as I was trying to get home by the MRT to Woodlands...Yeah I was pretty calm and settled down. I prefer a young lass with good mannered attitude wearing tudong (so called scalfs on the heads of Muslim woman) and being quiet to sit beside me, yes it did happened that day and I felt calm just by the silence. But after the good lass had gone, the train starts to get crowded. Full as it was, I could not spot any elderly or any pregnant lady standing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only one that get me all annoyed is that BITCHES!!! Those whore looking gals were standing near where I sat, I notice them talking like nothing and facing me al the time although I was hearing music that was still in my ears. I knew they wish I could let them have my seat and they go acting all bitchy...LIKE I CARE!! Hellooo both of you Bitches are neither old, pregnant or useless and why the HELL you wore high heels MORONS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep looking elsewhere as not to play any part of their bitchy act, as one elder man left his seat on my right, one of the gals sat down beside me and the other keep looking and wanting my attention to leave my seat. So as no other choice the other one standing sat on her (gals) partner's lap, they keep playing their prank and kept staring at me...Like I give a SHIT! I ignore them and as soon my station was near I normally left my seat; getting ready to leave. Then this guy on the train that was earlier on beside the sliding door kept paying attention on this bitch's...I tell you he was sexually attracted to them either by their open clothes or whore looking face or both, he will end up to his ending doom I tell ya! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-115170073424027230?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/115170073424027230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=115170073424027230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115170073424027230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115170073424027230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/07/bad-boots-bad-day.html' title='Bad Boots Bad Day?'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-115142323555042160</id><published>2006-06-27T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T23:55:26.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/mybaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/mybaby.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Yes a baby girl, its nothing official, I paint it on my free time little by little to complete it. The concept is to combine sketch work with a colored background, complex colors such as the curtain, pillow and the babies hair. Used lots of simple bright and soft colors to match the theme of the room together with the baby. The other thing is the panoramic effect to capture more of the room as this is yet my first practice and it proofs to be 50% effective hmm... Well this painting is just for training fun haha nothing else, but why did I paint a baby girl huh? Haha well I wish to have one when I became a father someday :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-115142323555042160?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/115142323555042160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=115142323555042160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115142323555042160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115142323555042160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/06/baby-girl.html' title='Baby Girl'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-115135447457291378</id><published>2006-06-27T04:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T06:24:42.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing at Changi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been out fishing recently, too bad I had not caught a fish that wonderful day. Why did I say wonderful? Its because of the environment that was relaxing although heavy traffic at sea...Yes I said it again "heavy traffic at sea" and haha I will never forget all the planes landing above my head. Despite all the havoc going on well it does not distract me with the environment that I had been situated on. The one that actually interest me is the shore line that littered with sea shells, never I had seen before with lots and lots of different sea shells laying around. It seems that only near Changi beach had those shells littering around but not available around Pasir Ris beach, Bedok beach, Marine Parade (East Coast Beach), Sembawang shore lines, and places like Ponggol beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freewebtown.com/nurmohammed/library/image/2005/corel057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.freewebtown.com/nurmohammed/library/image/2005/corel057.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Simple view of the map where I fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/corel055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/corel055.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The more detail look at the map.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The sea shell looked wired and different on television haha so I decided to take some picture on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Most sea shells were badly decomposed as conditions either eroded by the sand crystals, sea salt water or the sea critters that held refuge among the dead bones. Even to all that, people still collect and gather them all around searching the best looking...erm decomposed or a newly perfect shells for their personal collections.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/wormsinashell1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/wormsinashell1.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0015.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0025.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0026.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0026.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0028.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0028.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/shellholes.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/shellholes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0041.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0031.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-115135447457291378?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/115135447457291378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=115135447457291378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115135447457291378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115135447457291378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/06/fishing-at-changi.html' title='Fishing at Changi'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-115098250546125283</id><published>2006-06-22T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:31:30.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Food</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;One man's meat is another man's poison&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: &lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;CITIES AND CIVILISATIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; SPECIALITY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;at one of London's oldest and most famous restaurants is steak and oyster pie. Traditionally, this would be accompanied with a glass of stout. But members of no fewer then four major world religions would find this seemingly innocuous meal repulsive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Hindus object violently to eating beef. Orthodox Jews will not eat shellfish. Muslims refuse to drink alcohol. And Buddhist will not eat animals at all. On the other hand, that same restauraunt would never dream of serving horsemeat. In Britain that is fit only for dogs, but in France horsemeat is part of the human diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/waterbug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/320/waterbug.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Acquired taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;: Water beetles are&lt;br /&gt;pounded into paste for a Southeast Asian dish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Offer a plate of best roast dog to a French or English person, however, and they will be outraged and disgusted. But in China, dogs - called 'hornless goats' - are delicacy, as they once were among the ancient Phoenicians, Greeks, Romans and Aztecs and, until recently, in the South Pacific. The Tahitian islanders kept one breed of dog especially for the table, and the 18th century explorer Captain hook found it as tasty as English lamb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All societies regard certain foods as untouchable. Few North Americans or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/Buginabottle.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/320/Buginabottle.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Europeans would relish a menu of ants, caterpillars, locusts, raw ducks' feet and dragonfly larvae, but all eaten everyday somewhere in the world: -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Insect proof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A giant centipede is added&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for qiquancy to this homemade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thai rice liquor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ants in Latin America, Asia and Africa; caterpillars among the Australian aborigines, who call them 'witchety grubs'; locusts among the Navaho Indians in North America and in north Africa; raw ducks' feet in China, and dragonfly larvae in Laos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P264&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-115098250546125283?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/115098250546125283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=115098250546125283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115098250546125283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115098250546125283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/06/forbidden-food.html' title='Forbidden Food'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-115089736357681092</id><published>2006-06-21T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T21:52:07.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifesaving Engineering</title><content type='html'>: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;HE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;UPRISING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;NIMAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;INGDOM&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;In Greek legends the chimera was a fire-breathing monster with the head of a lion, the body of a goat, and tail of a serpent. Today, such weird hybrid creatures are no longer imaginary; for research purposes, scientist have created living animals that are part sheep and part goat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;A sheep-goat chimera has four parents: male and a female sheep and male and a female goat. One embryo is taken from a pregnant sheep and another from a pregnant goat. Then cells from both embryos are combined to form a sheep-goat embryo. This embryo is then returned to the sheep or goat, where it grows until birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/goat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/goat.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHEEP-GOAT CHIMERA&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The product of breeding experiment, this chimera may point to a new way to save endangered species.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;By creating chimeras, scientists hope to find ways of enabling one animal to give birth to a different species of animal. The aim: to enable a sheep embryo, for example, to develop in a goat "host" mother but to be born as a sheep. If the offspring of species could be sucessfully bred, the technique could save animals in danger of extinction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;CONCLUSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In truth the experiment fails to expand the creatures life, in just a few years the animal died either naturaly in just a few years or suffering from major diseases such as cancer and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;P67&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-115089736357681092?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/115089736357681092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=115089736357681092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115089736357681092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115089736357681092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/06/lifesaving-engineering.html' title='Lifesaving Engineering'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-115080649743399747</id><published>2006-06-20T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T20:41:38.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers Of Destruction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;THE RESTLESS EARTH&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HEN THE atomic bomb was dropped on Hiroshima in August 1945, it devastated the plant life of the area. Over a radius of 8 km (5 miles) from the centre of the explosion, trees were broken or burned and all other vegetation disappeared. The first reports on the damage predicted that nothing would grow there for 70 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turns out, within a few weeks of the blast the ruins of the city were covered by a carpet of greenery and wild flowers. The heat of the explosions had actually caused seeds buried under ground to germinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even stranger was the fact that plants that had grow in Hiroshima, such as tomatoes, flourished as never before. Wheat and soyabean harvest were also unexpectedly plentiful. The reason was that the fungal blights and insects pests that had hindered their growth had been killed off by the flames and the nuclear radiation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other effects of the radiation were far more sinister. Strange mutations begun to-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/Hiroshima.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scorched earth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : &lt;em&gt;The nuclear explosion at Hiroshima devastated life above ground&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;appear in local plants: deformed flowers, whitened leaves and retarded growth were all reported. Thankfully, this mutant strains died out within three or four years, although the long- term genetic effects of the radiation are largely unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Since the explosion of the nuclear reactor at Chernobyl in April 1986, Soviet scientists have studied the effects on the plant life in the area. Many of the abnormal growths appear to be temporary phenomena, but the persistance of radioactive particles in the soil will contaminate subsequent generations of plants and the animals and the people that eat them. For example, local people are forbidden to gather and eat mushrooms. Forty years earlier, no one knew to give a similar warning to the hungry survivors of Hiroshima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;P84&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-115080649743399747?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/115080649743399747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=115080649743399747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115080649743399747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115080649743399747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/06/flowers-of-destruction.html' title='Flowers Of Destruction'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-115065948247171950</id><published>2006-06-19T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T03:38:02.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad headache</title><content type='html'>Oh god... I had a painful headache, and it came once every 10 minutes. Argh... I thought because of the chocolates I ate, haha lots of them. Man It hurts like getting hit on the top of my head. Well I had to rest for this....argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-115065948247171950?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/115065948247171950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=115065948247171950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115065948247171950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115065948247171950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/06/bad-headache.html' title='Bad headache'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-115057314328258009</id><published>2006-06-18T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T03:34:04.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Odd and cherished day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Saturday - 4:30pm SGT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Today was yet to be remembered as one of my odd occurrences that was more than once it did happen in the past. I was out for shopping with mum, I did not even care what I was wearing out today because I am a guy DOH! Well to cut things short; I went to top up my ezlink card at the usual queue up point, there was not much people queuing up as it was just an uncle that was just a moment away before me. Mum was quite a distance away as she did pay attention to my surroundings...hmm she was always like that, well as I was saying; it's my turn to face the receptionist but then I noticed a fair Malay hmm teen girl...I guess a little younger than me, I cant make an exact description on her looks but I decided not to look at her directly. I was close in distance from her, well I did not even care haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;So I said to the receptionist 10 bucks toping up the card, I still feel that the girl keep staring at me at a close distance. Man never that close I told my heart! After all the payment done I decided not to distract her or make any stupid move, I turn 360 degrees to my right without looking at her, I tell you it was so near like it was just 4 feet apart! Shoot...I went directly to my mum and she said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"Well that girl that was near to you just now kept starring at you, I think she is attracted to you."&lt;/span&gt; G&lt;/em&gt;etting to the good side of things I told my mum that I did noticed it too but to say that she was attracted to me...nah I don't think so because I did experienced it before ("well not that close :P") it maybe that she seems to recognize me by someone else...So I've guess, or maybe the body soap I was bathing with haha the fragrance was fruity nice XP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Saturday - 8:30pm SGT / (edited on Monday 19th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;I was preparing a sketch for my new painting, the window was widely open for the cold night air to freely enter my room as I was just beside it. Suddenly I hear an uncommon music that don't usually sang openly in Singapore, kids singing that was coming from outside, listening again I thought it was from some apartment opening loud music at night. Feeling a little uneasy because of the feeling some unlikeful neighbor will call the police, I tried to listen carefully as it was likely not to be in some apartment because there is a host in all the performance of all that singing by the kids and they were singing a praise to god, it remembered mine as I was singing the same theme in front of all audiences in madrasah (school for Muslim kids and adults). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;So I thought there is some community work going on, but then a few minutes later on there was this beautiful voice that moved and attracted my heart throughwards it. A lady's voice so sweet and beautiful only god knows how, as she was reading the Quran on one of the surah, the sound of her voice surrounded all of the surrounding buildings and it was like heaven sent. It is very hard to hear this kind of occasion to made openly in Singapore, the reason is... Well "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt;" people cant take the so called "noise", it was said that in the past calling for prayers from afar by the mosques were allowed but then many complaints by the rich and by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"some"&lt;/span&gt; made laws to turn from forbid. It was said that the sound of prayers made their heart "burn like fire" and made them even go mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;I have no comments about their ramblings about going mad by the sound of prayers, by the way working in Singapore had always made most Singaporiens go mad, just don't blame and add religion to it alright. I always advice all religion to respect each other. We Muslims had always give way to all but please don't go over our heads, only god knows how to deal with such people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;So told my mum when she just went back home with my little bro, "Mum, is there some occasion near by our apartment?" She replied that there is some Indian wedding and saw some dancing going on... I said "No, not that, I mean any Malay community occasion going on?" She replied "yes a Malay wedding, but not from where I passed by from". I told her what happened a while ago and she replied that is very good of them to did the method of occasion in their wedding, because most Malay Muslims wedding mostly end with a karaoke session that is annoying and I personally say it is totally a painful experience for the brain and will explode into smithereens especially the non-talented singers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And apart from what happen tonight was a dream from heaven... "GOD IS GREAT!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-115057314328258009?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/115057314328258009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=115057314328258009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115057314328258009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115057314328258009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/06/odd-and-cherished-day.html' title='Odd and cherished day.'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-115038941753592698</id><published>2006-06-16T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T00:37:22.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat hari lahir...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SqN6Q_wnpjI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SqN6Q_wnpjI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, Amalliah Binte Ju'amat!&lt;br /&gt; I wish you a healthy and a safe future.&lt;div style="clear:both; padding-bottom: 0.25em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-115038941753592698?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/115038941753592698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=115038941753592698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115038941753592698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115038941753592698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/06/selamat-hari-lahir.html' title='Selamat hari lahir...'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-115028886774893839</id><published>2006-06-14T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T22:29:09.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Written Under the Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3:43 SGT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you ever encounter someone that actually talking to you? That someone that is actually speaking to you right now, that someone that will always keep you accompany at all times? I always wonder as if I am not alone within me, which is true. We as in a human being are currently living within a vessel, a so called body that always working in every way we wanted or required them to do. But have you ever wondered that there is someone else within you that actually control your feelings? How can you make sure that it is really possible; is there or is there not a clone of you; a vessel and a soul within?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me clarify things that you actually need to know, scientists or a psychiatrist don't believe that there is actually a living "soul" in a living body and more likely they totally don't believe in faith as in a god. Their slogan is what you see is what you get &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(WYSIWYG)&lt;/span&gt;, and to most it is said that scientist is the gods who actually made improvements on earth such as technology that can save lives. All of these theories are totally false, scientist think that they can actually create anything on earth when ever they want but can they stop lives from permanently aging and dying? No they could not even they themselves can't reverse the pollution on the face of the earth that is currently made by them! Look at all the unnatural disasters that had already happen, million died even animals extinct just because of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't totally deny that technology is a cursing part of every human lives, I only believe that technology had gone too fast as we progress. I felt it is not progress but greed just to make money roll. What I meant by greed? For example look at how many types of vacuum cleaner that is selling out there, all the reasons made was improvements of later models just to make working alone or in mass repetitive work easier. But don't you think one good model is just good enough to be produced around the world? Same to any technology out there, the truth as we know it we greed to have more in ourselves in our own fortune and an easier life, humans and earth are dying faster and let alone for ice age to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now back to my topic of the clone of a human being, I am not talking about clones as in what the scientist did which came into disaster; I am talking about living soul within the vessel. We as in ourselves are now borrowing the vessel operating by "the soul" that means us temporarily. Now imagine a robot which the humans create has no feelings; it just acts on what we control or ask them to do, even to those humans currently stimulating robots to have virtual feelings so as if they themselves can act like a human beings. In total percentage only 10% is now currently achievable. What is most interesting thing is that there will always be a limit onto anything that wished to be discovered. People this days except those scientist, psychiatrist or any other believe two living beings in humans is a myth or in supernatural stories if we let aside science, technology and faith alone. But to most common religion like some follow their own paths in their own story which follows in their holy book which to some "maybe" it is a myth and to most strongly agree according into faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Relatively you do have this speech so called in your mind but not with your mouth or mind with your mouth while reading this text, it is faster then any light just to transfer and converting images together from your eyes into memory out to your mouth either creating vocal output or mute translation as in representing a word or more while there is no vocal output to your mouth. Now a brain let you process your thoughts and your memories but who did make it work? Well to many will say scientificly..."the heart makes the brain work with the amount of blood circulating"...blah blah and so on, that is so called "proof"; human always wants proof and they will follow if not they will say "What the hell!" and shall forget about the topic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is one mysterious topic to all mankind from the unbelievers or only trust onto science instead of faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;..."Who made us?...&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;they say&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;evolution from the prime ape...&lt;/span&gt;"Who made them and before them? - &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;they say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- evolution from the bacteria on the face of this earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;"well who create the bacteria and the earth?...&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;they say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- the big bang, after million and millions of years a black hole from space is created; stars and "other planets" was then sucked in, so there is a big bang and then a new born galaxy and earth was than created...&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;being&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;asked again...erm ok who created the whole of space, stars, galaxies, the black hole and the big bang?....&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;they said...ermm...(no answer)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Instead in this matter the only solution is by saying "we are making progress and we will soon discover the truth." Finding the unrevealed truth till the end of time? They already knew, their forefathers had already known this for whom and how everything is created but ego and ignorance passed to generations that built this so called mystery to most. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why can"t they accept the matter that faith do exist and why do we humans coexists? I for one follow the 1st and ancient book that was first brought to this earth, all scientific and non scientific truth was in the book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The language ("Arabic") and the writings in the holy book Quran was and were the first and the most ancient on earth? You will have to read it to actually know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tips: On knowing the clone of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Close your eyes and believe in yourself that you have a friend within, talk to them separately (hands, heart, legs and any parts) as if they knew you and you yourself knew them. Love them as if you loved your family or someone great, treat them well and politely. Soon when you do it often you will automatically understand your vessel (body) well like a very close partner knowing your own weaknesses and strength. Your body will soon give a positive answer and helpful thoughts to you and please listen to them, if not none will work for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now there is another, once you feel that you are close with your personal vessel (body) and you do understand them well, if you want to know if it works whether you communicate with your body then try and do this :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you went to bed usually at night if you are not too tired, lie down to bed and gently close your eyes. You can either on or off your alarm clock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First say your prayers and wish your whole body good night. (remember do not open your eyes yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you had closed your eyes, now visualise, imagine a clock that shows the short and long hand to where you want them to be, and show it to your friend within.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then ask your friend within (your personal vessel) politely to wake you up at a certain time let say 6:00am in the morning and show them the clock.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Say good night again and you can wash yourself with pleasant dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;Automatically your dreams will return you to reality on the time you ask for; sometimes early than 6:00am or precisely the time you ask for. Try it! It works for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Remember always: ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It will take time for you to really understand your vessel (body) should you be very patient and it will be successful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;You can name them whom ever you want but please call them all the pleasent and sweet names but i personaly named them my own name since I am called by the name when I was a baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Not to be rude with yourself, cause you will hurt yourself in turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not to play prank with your vessel (body).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Always listen to all positive answers so call (guts) within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not to hurt them as in physically hurt them caused by bloodshed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Treat them well as in positively but not negatively as in groom yourself with gold and worldly pleasure. That is totally sin! Your vessel only needs attention and if you help them they will help in return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love and care for others who ever they are (in other religion, different skin color, and etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And trust in faith, God created everything to the unexplained, and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"God is great!"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-115028886774893839?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/115028886774893839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=115028886774893839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115028886774893839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/115028886774893839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/06/written-under-mind.html' title='Written Under the Mind'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-114984184930514066</id><published>2006-06-09T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T17:03:18.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New digital portrait ("ALINA")</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/portraitfinle%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/portraitfinle%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;This is the second portrait done by me painted by software, If you were wondering what kind of software I use to paint it; well it was painted directly from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Coral Paint Shop Pro X&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Photoshop CS2&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;But for the first portrait "Wency's" that was recently posted here were&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;done by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Coral Paint Shop Pro X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;. So by learning further to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"enhanced"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;the image plus by adding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"texture" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;is done by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Photoshop CS2&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I call this lady&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"ALINA"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;, a blossom lady from an Arab country that took care of all hearts that needs care and wisdom especially for the needy children.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This is not the final though; because learning more to be a near perfect digital painter is the essence of my achievement. I will post more of my works here in by blog since I had lots of free time to learn more things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-114984184930514066?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114984184930514066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=114984184930514066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114984184930514066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114984184930514066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/06/new-digital-portrait-alina.html' title='New digital portrait (&quot;ALINA&quot;)'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-114967061908727508</id><published>2006-06-07T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T17:05:32.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Games games and more PC game!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Recently on my holidays PC game was one heck of a time wasting activity at home. Let me briefly introduce to you to what I am playing on currently now, overall it is my favorite all time game as in the strategy turn based game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Heroes of Might and Magic V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/HomV.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Through the past years Heroes of Might and Magic which is own by 3DO company in the past greatly amuses many players in their strategy turn based game. Now in 2006 it is currently own by Ubisoft company, with its new talents in this new company with huge amount of investment invented more interactive full scale 3 dimensional environment with brilliant OpenGL effects and a long list of immense tactical balance in battle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;In Game Video Screen Shots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/neartodeath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/320/neartodeath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/demonwrath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/320/demonwrath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/demonwrath.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/corel053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/320/corel053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/corel054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/320/corel054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;There is a lot of in game screen shots but to get a better overview of this game if you ("the one now reading") are interested; you can go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mightandmagic.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;MightandMagic.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; for more in depth information, I will personally tell you its just breath taking just to look at the screenshot in the website. Well here is the wallpapers and one of the fan art of hero's of Might and Magic V.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/M%26M_heroesV_2_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/M%26M_heroesV_2_1280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/M%26M_heroesV_3_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/M%26M_heroesV_3_1280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/M%26M_heroesV_3_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/M%26M_heroesV_2_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/M%26M_heroesV_3_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/M%26M_heroesV_3_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/M%26M_heroesV_3_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/M%26M_heroesV_3_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/M%26M_heroesV_3_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/Heroes5_wallpaper01_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/Heroes5_wallpaper01_1280x1024.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/M%26M_heroesV_3_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-114967061908727508?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114967061908727508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=114967061908727508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114967061908727508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114967061908727508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/06/games-games-and-more-pc-game.html' title='Games games and more PC game!'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-114950041636552559</id><published>2006-06-05T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T18:51:37.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Birthday Wish...From me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebtown.com/nurmohammed/library/image/2005/meExtremeMakeOver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.freewebtown.com/nurmohammed/library/image/2005/meExtremeMakeOver.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I had a wish, but this wish is not actually my birthday wish but to someone I know or shall I say someone I had once hold very dear. Its 'her' birthday on the 16th of June, to what I am holding on is a letter of... Well a message of something I still kept till now and I wish to say to her during her birthday in the 16th of June. I am not brave enough to face her not because I am afraid of her or what I did, it is just that she herself are not wanting to cause any hurt feelings ever since we fall apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I still think of her like a stain that will not vanish through any cleansing ingredients. The feeling of whether this 'care' or 'memories' which still stays... When or will it ever go away? All I ever wish is that she is very happy with her current condition with her new reknown guy, not to forget that her feelings throughwards the guy has not been a 100% pure "yet". - (that is what she personally said.) Pure as in true love, "will he gave her the world?" That is one of the question that still lingers in her mind till now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;"I wish you were well, ever since I knew you were not as healthy like a normal person do but trust me I do know how you loved me once, but the question is why do you reject when I do ask you to love me again? I know now... It is 'TIME' you were talking about. Yes it is my fault I use all the time in my important needs as in more to education than you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Mum always thought me... Learn hard to earn a good future, love comes second when you are ready. That's what I did, I had accomplished more then anything I wished for from god, but the ones I were missing dear now is you. Well... the only thing I can do now is to wish for your happiness and hope you will read my message that is soon to come and to be hold and read by you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-114950041636552559?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114950041636552559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=114950041636552559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114950041636552559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114950041636552559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/06/birthday-wishfrom-me.html' title='A Birthday Wish...From me..'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-114729747030585987</id><published>2006-05-11T05:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T05:44:30.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lim Wency portrait.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Finally it is done! My new upgrade is up and Woohoo Wency's portrait too is done...Well I got the feeling I can do much much better with more training. Yay! It is totally fun I tell ya! But I personally felt as it is very hard to control the medium, strokes, opacities, color blending etc. for the very first time. Virtually and totally different in physical real life painting...Well I'm saying that Wency's portrait was done totally virtually painted on computer as I carefully selecting colors and composition of the figure with simple background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/WencyFinal_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/WencyFinal_web.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Lim Wency self portrait, Style: Cartoon/Anime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Skin texture and the lips were the hardest hit for me, as I have said this is totally my first time ever to paint on my PC. Sketches done on paper and with proper selection; it was painted then with software. I am currently training on painting on PC, most likely to be a concept art and something that floats in mind.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I will post my other paint works if I feel it is properly done or so and I can't wait to be a skillful PC software painter! Just you wait I'll do my best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-114729747030585987?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114729747030585987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=114729747030585987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114729747030585987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114729747030585987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/05/lim-wency-portrait.html' title='Lim Wency portrait.'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-114729287702229971</id><published>2006-05-11T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T04:37:17.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome dad from Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/18th%20of%20family.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/18th%20of%20family.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After 3 and the half long month of missing dad at home thus felt like it has been a year for my younger brother. Dad's been working hard ever since working in Thailand, achieving his highest goals is to complete his work with care. Dad said "I'm very proud of the work I had accomplish as I felt my ship touches the water and it set sail with glory!". He did show me an actual video clip of the ship setting sail; it was awesome, and the crowd (hundreds of workers, engineers etc) went wild cheering with happiness just as the new born ship touches the water. At last dad felt home again and my little brother go wooing, hugging dad with full of joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-114729287702229971?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114729287702229971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=114729287702229971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114729287702229971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114729287702229971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/05/welcome-dad-from-thailand.html' title='Welcome dad from Thailand'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-114668231426890762</id><published>2006-05-04T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T02:56:10.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Computer Upgrades.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Upgrading My Current Computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Current Stats -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CPU: Intel Pentium 4 2.4AGhz 1MB L2- Cache FSB 533 Socket 478&lt;br /&gt;Mainboard:Gigabyte P4 Titan series GA-81845PE Pro, (Northwood, Prescott) with HT Technology&lt;br /&gt;Chipset: 865P&lt;br /&gt;Memory: 1GB DDR 333&lt;br /&gt;Form Factor: Normal ATX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Upgrade Stats -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CPU: Intel Pentium 4 Processor 630, LGA775 Pkg, 3.0Ghz 2MB L2-Cache, 800Mhz FSB&lt;br /&gt;Mainboard: MSI V class PM8M3-V, P4 Prescott LGA775 with HT Technology&lt;br /&gt;Chipset: VIA P4M800CE + VT8237R Plus&lt;br /&gt;Memory: 512MB DDR 400&lt;br /&gt;Form Factor: Micro-ATX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well I guess its enough for me to run down the technical stuff, so let me show you the picture instead? I just brought it on Wednesday at Sim Lim Square, If anyone of you had no clue to the place; it is at bugis.&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What I had bought that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0003.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0003.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 188px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The new main board to support the new LGA775 cpu,  With  its small form factor (Micro-ATX)  it can be fitted to a minibare bone chassis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0010.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A P4 3.0Ghz with HT (64bit) to support the LGA755 MSI V class PM8M3-V mainboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0014.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0014.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just bought a 256MB DDR 400 from Kingston worth $45 as I already had another 256MB DDR 400 from GEIL at home (256 x 2 DDR 400 = 512MB).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;miscellaneous Items:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Samsung DVD-+R/RW Plus CD-R/RW Burner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/320/DSCF0006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Did I just Bought a new combo burner?...Yah haha its complete set of burning formats exceeds its limitation and amazingly cheaper than any other burner around, I bought it for just $68.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0007.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0009.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;An offer products at Sim Lim Square ground floor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0016.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/320/DSCF0016.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;titanium DVD -R/+R by imation 8x recording speed 25 pcs a set is $15, but if buying 2 sets at an offer price of $27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/320/DSCF0015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm still in doubt if this DVD-RW single pack a promotional product too, but I majorly agree that a rewritable DVD is quite expansive. I bought 2 pcs worth $3.50 each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that I came by a dual/double-sided DVD-RW...It is absolutely expansive, $9.00 a pcs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRICE TAG...Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/320/DSCF0017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paid by cash..no nets, It cost me $484 for an upgrade Xp, bought the electronic stuff at fuwell Technology Pte Ltd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CONCLUSION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Upgrading the new system is on going, so I will not be updating this blog for some time. Sorry for late postage update on Wency's portait, but as soon it is done for the upgrades and digi paintworks is done; I will update the blog soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-114668231426890762?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114668231426890762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=114668231426890762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114668231426890762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114668231426890762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-computer-upgrades.html' title='New Computer Upgrades.'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-114659723260312722</id><published>2006-05-03T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T03:16:50.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first glance of the portrait demo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;ency&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;self portraiture first sketch demo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/wency%20sketches%20demo_web.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/wency%20sketches%20demo_web.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Portraiture concept: Anime / Cartoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;This is the first half done sketch I did on my free time, well I know it looks weird because of its proportion. It had been edited/corrected chosen and I already had an original completed sketch copy of the above. Why did I not put up a complete original Sketch? Well of course first is the element of surprise and second "haha" well I'm not happy with it a little...Still need editing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The interesting concept now is that I totally abandoned editing the picture with illustrator or FreehandMX, cause I already know how to use the software pretty well. So I wish to practice / hands on for the first time on a new software that is "more complicated" of its use. The software's name I will not mention; haha :P but to let you curious people out there know; I will design the picture with "digital realtime painting"...So if you want to see the complete work then STAY TUNE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-114659723260312722?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114659723260312722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=114659723260312722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114659723260312722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114659723260312722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/05/first-glance-of-portrait-demo.html' title='The first glance of the portrait demo'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-114643524911782546</id><published>2006-05-01T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T01:40:23.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone Fishing!</title><content type='html'>Believe it or not...I love fishing! Ok It seems that not all respected people like fishing to be their hobby, it includes a certain "hate category" - (cannot be patient, fish seems to be YUCKY, cruel as in "&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;murder to life&lt;/span&gt;" for most &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;vegetarian&lt;/span&gt; and some non-vegies and possibly can't / does not know how to fish.) Well I cant blame them if they cant fish if there is a reason of such and even call me a murderer...Of ahem fishes XP, I EAT FISH! And I totally love their bites and of course their &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;FLESH&lt;/span&gt; WaHaHaHa!; its fantastic! &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place of destination: Pasir Ris Coast&lt;br /&gt;Date: 29 April 2006&lt;br /&gt;High tide: 12.00pm "2.9"&lt;br /&gt;Baits: Sea cocoon worms&lt;br /&gt;Starting time/end: 1030hrs - 1800hrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/ahmad%20web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/320/ahmad%20web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture on the left is my long trusted best friend. Let me say briefly about him yah? It has been 10 years of friendship with him, yes 10 long years ever since in my secondary school years till now his 23 (going 24 this year) years of age and never changed a bit :). Help me a lot through the tough years, and I am very grateful and never forget what a great friend he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought him how to fish and till now haha it is his first selected hobby. Lucky day for him, with patience and lots of hope; he caught 4 morderate size fishes...and well me with only 1 small fish haha by the way I'm totally fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a few pictures that I wish to share, the fishes caught and the rare beautiful weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was naturally okay, not too hot not wet; but the annoying thing was the bad smell of those worms yuck! And you want to know what...THEY BITE! I hate to say this but I usually do not use sea cocoon worms as my favorite bait, but if there is no choice haha WTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;______________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;**Nice sunny day**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,102);font-size:85%;" &gt;(Click to enlarge) - If you want to set as desktop wallpaper just "right click and set as desktop background".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/me.legs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/me.legs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Resting my legs before I start the day off...Murder fishes when ever I find one haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/rock%20web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/rock%20web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,102,51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Still picture of sea wave hits a rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/rod.web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/rod.web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-size:85%;" &gt;Well...Its the hilt of my fishing rod, mazZ I wish I had those "Shimano tm." rods!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/ahmad%20fish_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/ahmad%20fish_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,153,153); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Look at him go! WhooWee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/ahmad%20fish%202_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/ahmad%20fish%202_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;He caught a baby Stingray...Lucky him cause its hard to find this days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/fish%20web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/fish%20web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;LOOK OUT!!! ITS A MONSTER!! Haha...This is another fish caught that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/bottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/bottle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;This is my "heat resistant bottle" yeah haha! Brought hot black coffee to freshen up our day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/weather_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/weather_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Beautiful weather around 5 pm SGT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,153,153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;LAST BUT NOT LEAST MY FAVORITE PICTURE TAKEN THAT DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/wallpaper_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/wallpaper_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,102);font-size:85%;" &gt;(Click to enlarge) - If you want to set as desktop wallpaper just "right click and set as desktop background".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-114643524911782546?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114643524911782546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=114643524911782546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114643524911782546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114643524911782546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/05/gone-fishing.html' title='Gone Fishing!'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-114625349580294125</id><published>2006-04-29T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T03:47:58.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polling for an important party?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"SINGAPORE POLLING CARD"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/poll%20form%20web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/poll%20form%20web.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as you can see above is a polling card, this card is to be given to any permanent resident in  Singapore and must be 21 years and above to poll (choose) your chosen party thus by doing so by hoping Singapore will play an important role in the future to come.  As  I have heard if I'm not mistaken; polling for a new party will normally take 6  years after the next, but now I heard maybe it will take another 12 years for a new election for Singapore (2018 - ill be old by then haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is my lucky year cause I had a chance to poll a party yeah! Btw I'm 21 years old and going to be 22 this coming September 14th :P. Ok, now the above card was sent to me on 28 April this year...DOH! XP, the polling day on 6th March 2006 and that day was announced to be a public holiday...I think by Singapore respected president Mr. S. R. Nathan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If you are a Singaporean and had seen or have to elect, if you are wondering why the picture above was different with yours is because "I edited" it for security measures, rules, law and policy :P. The poll card is as original as it is but I edited it with my favorite digital software and if you "think" its realistically fake...Than thank you haha I did a better job on editing a digital picture ;P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;P.S.: If again you are a permenant resident of Singapore and must poll, I advice you to please think wisely before you tick (choose a party in the form on 6th march 06) cause the winning party will play a major role in the "future of Singapore".&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;As this is a political issue; i will say and type no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-114625349580294125?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114625349580294125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=114625349580294125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114625349580294125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114625349580294125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/04/polling-for-important-party.html' title='Polling for an important party?'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-114612645477592570</id><published>2006-04-27T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T17:37:41.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My past works in school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hey... now i remember, recently on my last media project on Micromedia FreeHand MX tm. I did on my personal portraiture, here take a peak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freewebtown.com/nurmohammed/library/image/2005/my_gothic_potrait_small_for_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.freewebtown.com/nurmohammed/library/image/2005/my_gothic_potrait_small_for_web.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Look at the difference between my unfinished painting below; of myself and the digital self above...personaly i prefer the digital one haha. XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/potrait%20painting%20web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/potrait%20painting%20web.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blue foam sculpure in Fine Arts studio practice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/head%20horse%20web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/head%20horse%20web.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-114612645477592570?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114612645477592570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114612645477592570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-past-works-in-school.html' title='My past works in school'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-114612503490591334</id><published>2006-04-27T15:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T16:07:09.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ outing after the end of foundation year.</title><content type='html'>Great BBQ at Ryans place, I be typing no more here...feels sad to leave them all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  To see most of the images taken that day; here are the respective link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebtown.com/community/photos_tour.php?id=14940"&gt;http://www.freewebtown.com/community/photos_tour.php?id=14940&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-114612503490591334?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114612503490591334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114612503490591334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/04/bbq-outing-after-end-of-foundation_27.html' title='BBQ outing after the end of foundation year.'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-114611710192139329</id><published>2006-04-27T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T13:51:41.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;PICTURE OF THE DAY (EDITED!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0040%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0040%20copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Having unlucky lunch at McDonald's&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-114611710192139329?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114611710192139329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=114611710192139329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114611710192139329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114611710192139329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/04/picture-of-day-edited-having-unlucky.html' title=''/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-114581568156880021</id><published>2006-04-24T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T03:10:50.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM BACK!!!!!! (Post, Post, Post....)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bloody hell!&lt;/span&gt;...It was a long time ever since I updated my blog...Well I missed you all hahaha. It was like a long tough journey to heaven at last, school had never been better after the first term that was like "WOW" WTH &lt;--(if you never heard of it...well its "WHAT THE HELL" haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; shoot!) I never thought its fun then before. Ill shorten my speech up cause there is a lot of pictures to show and tell...Well lets get a glimpse of may last visual studies assessment in class shall we?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0033.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This is just outside class...Its SUCKS! I tell yah...Well I'm not feeling well that's why, caught a fever, flu and sssoorree throat...manzz I felt like hhhhehelll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0028.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0028.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yup, all of us felt soo boring thus the heat outside the class made everything so annoying. Then...It became worst, the lecturer take his time to assess everyone's work...Sigh. But of course the camera did its job and made them smile ;P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;LIM WENCY SELF PORTRAIT COMING SOON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/Digital%20image%20lim%20wency_web.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/Digital%20image%20lim%20wency_web.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wency...wency...wency...I got a lot to say to you...Cause I do enjoy chatting with you ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;After class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The class tries to get close with each other more since our foundation year is at an end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0003.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aww...How sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hazwan and Ryan...What else I could say, they are good friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is at McDonald's near our school Lasalle-Sia, having lunch with most of my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0005.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Wonderful smiles will last forever and stays...I mean if it is a picture haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0009.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0009.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Riane and "The Bangkok doll" Suzu...Enjoying taking pictures of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is Rachel...my..my..was she a shy girl, I really admire her writings; "fantastic".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Over all I feel rather sad to leave all of my foundation friends, the good or not so bad friends as in one class; I do cherish all the time I had with them. To the laughter, care and all the things noted down was just a moment to know each other. I WILL MISS U ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-114581568156880021?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114581568156880021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=114581568156880021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114581568156880021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114581568156880021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-back-post-post-post.html' title='IM BACK!!!!!! (Post, Post, Post....)'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-114131423322067729</id><published>2006-03-02T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T23:43:53.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy days for unexpected results.</title><content type='html'>It's a new term for me in school, after a week of break things like projects starts to pile up. My confidence in school work went havoc and i start to break down little by little, in turn I went sick which I caught a flu and a fever. Project that needs group work and in large sizes is in one shot that needed to be done in just 5 weeks. Estimation about 8 big ones plus a preparation of assessment in visual studies project 1st to the last and portfolio for my first year interview. I wish to god that I pass my projects and enter my choices in the upcoming interview.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-114131423322067729?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114131423322067729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=114131423322067729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114131423322067729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114131423322067729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/03/busy-days-for-unexpected-results.html' title='Busy days for unexpected results.'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-114060090714273891</id><published>2006-02-22T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T18:22:02.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly For Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/1280.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;An online internet game is quite useful to communicate with friends throughout the globe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; just like the MSN Messanger it functions quite the same but its more on visual interaction. Fly for fun (FlyFF) is the first flying mmorg based &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; game. I came interested in this game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; because of its flexible and versatile gameplay, ive been playing for the past month though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and it proofs to be very good at its 3 dimentional graphics display and its easy to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;By the time i found out this game was good; Sofian join in the fun, we were a team as we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; fought our way through the diabolical destiny in pain ("laugh"), I chose to be a mercenary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (Knight) and sofian chose to be a assistant (Monk), while i fought monters and beast; Sofian is my saviour while he try his best to heal me whenever my health turns low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here is the basic characters job that is available ingame: -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(lvl 1 - 15)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Vagerant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(lvl 30 - 60)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Mercenary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Assist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Mage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(lvl 60 and up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Knight / blade masters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Ring Masters / Billposters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Psykeeper / Elementer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The map of Flyff : - (Received from Sofian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/worldmap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/worldmap.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well heres the captured images of me and Sofian in 3D ("laugh")...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/online%20flyff016%20copy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/online%20flyff016%20copy1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/online%20flyff004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/online%20flyff004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/online%20flyff0291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/online%20flyff0291.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/online%20flyff023%20copy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/online%20flyff023%20copy1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/online%20flyff024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/online%20flyff024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/online%20flyff033%20copy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/online%20flyff033%20copy1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/online%20flyff035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/online%20flyff035.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/online%20flyff036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/online%20flyff036.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/online%20flyff040%20copy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/online%20flyff040%20copy1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I some of you are curious about this game why not go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://english.flyff.com"&gt;http://english.flyff.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-114060090714273891?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114060090714273891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=114060090714273891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114060090714273891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/114060090714273891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/02/fly-for-fun.html' title='Fly For Fun'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113847015683919668</id><published>2006-01-29T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T03:17:38.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Making Project 2?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0043.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday was lots of fun, I was planning to take a few pictures of crocodiles near the yishun resevoir with Sofian after class, but we came at the wrong time instead of crocs, we saw a monitor lizard. Based on theory crocs don't feed in the afternoon much, but they will rest at the near dense forest to bask in the sun. In the morning when they feed the fishes near by. But one thing I cant believe my eyes is that I saw a huge 5 feet beast swimming across the yishun resevoir near Katib early in the morning in the train when it passes by the resevoir once. This time just yesterday in the morning again on the train I saw 2 monitor lizard and one big momma...It looks like the same beast the other day 5 feet long mann... Btw if you are planning to see more pictures please go to &lt;a href="http://www.firereaver.blogspot.com"&gt;Sofians blog site.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for a croc to pop out of the water while we both me and Sofian was waiting under the hot sun, we were talking and planning to make use of the camera I had. Since it had the video taking function, why not doing some film making private project or something. Its a good idea to me, I volunteered to be the camera man and Sofian to be the main actor since there's no one else :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.firereaver.blogspot.com"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to make it short on this blog haha.. ehm.. actualy we do not know what to film about because we do not have a storyboard and a script yet, so we did some samples and ended up to be a movie trailer. Its a horror movie trailer, its still under production and editing but here's the picture preview. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/trademark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/trademark.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Title: Attack of The Komodo Dragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Rated: PG (Horror)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Type: Movie Trailer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Camera: Fujifilm FINEPIX Z1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Directer and Editor: Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Actor: Sofian and...the Komodo Dragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The movie trailer will soon be up on my blog since Sofian disagree in putting up on the &lt;a href="http://www.class1n.blogspot.com"&gt;class blog&lt;/a&gt; because he wanted a low profile and it is because it is a sample Movie trailer and it will not be continued in production in the near future so if u like it then TELL ME, drop in a tag ;P. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bad news from the server that it is upgrading its latest advance function, so it will take days to finish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so the movie trailer will be up on my blog as confirmed and u can view it on top of my blog soon. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113847015683919668?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113847015683919668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=113847015683919668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113847015683919668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113847015683919668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/movie-making-project-2.html' title='Movie Making Project 2?'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113846404105629759</id><published>2006-01-28T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T00:00:41.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Horror Movie?</title><content type='html'>Korean Horror Movie? Well I was interested of watching a horror movie when I stumbled upon a bunch of horror movie video CD that my father bought it off Thailand last few month and one of them were a Korean horror movie with Thailand voice over... After watching, I can say that it SUKS BIG TIME! They are more at gore rather than physiological manipulative mind type of horror theme. Here is the sample of the front picture -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/thai%20horror%20cd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/thai%20horror%20cd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113846404105629759?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113846404105629759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=113846404105629759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113846404105629759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113846404105629759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/korean-horror-movie.html' title='Korean Horror Movie?'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113818702775722024</id><published>2006-01-25T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T01:52:32.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Making Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/Picture%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/Picture%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;23.01.06 Is the day my team starts filming on our video making project. Nine people in total creating the first whole production around 5 hours which is still raw pieces of clips right now that is still need to be edited and the whole review is still ongoing with the rest of the research team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Video Title: The Mummy Returns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Duration: 1min 30sec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Type of Media: Advertisement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class which is then divided into two groups that is doing one video making each, one is doing "The Zoo" and the other "The Mummy Returns". Our production took place in Suszu's apartment... Quite spacious in a sense that its possible to push the whole production team in one bedroom ;P.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;@Starting Day of Shooting@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is after our drawing class that was very cool and fun by me, so this (above) is Edison the great freehand drawing man I've ever seen. We were preparing our production stuff before leaving the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0013.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 135px; cursor: pointer; height: 102px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0013.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of my group gather after drawing class on Monday 23&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;rd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to create our first shoot at Suszu's apartment. As you can see most all of my team mates was quite tired of the present day which we had a lot of other project to be done within and until a certain dead line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0011%20copy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 141px; cursor: pointer; height: 105px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0011%20copy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its a long journey from City Hall Mrt interchange to Boon Lay, just to reach Suszu's place takes time...Well its better to take a bit of rest before we start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0016%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 136px; cursor: pointer; height: 101px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0016%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's me in the middle...I feel so gay because of "Ryan" beside me...CRAP! He is always an odd fellow, I still don't understand Korean culture much hmm... But still his an alright kind of guy but...abit stubborn at times haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we reached Suszu's place after they went for&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/Picture%20001%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 140px; cursor: pointer; height: 105px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/Picture%20001%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lunch about an hour, I went to Hazwan's house to fetch some equiptments which took us a while to return back to Suszu's apartment. Back in the preparation of actors, rehearsals and equiptment took us a while to setup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/Picture%20009%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 134px; cursor: pointer; height: 101px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/Picture%20009%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandy was our main character...Man was she funny when she is acting haha. While fixing all the equiptment like the reflectors, lighting testers and so on; lets take a peak on to the make up artist "Suszu Yeung Mei Mei" (her full name), making up Ryan in the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0029%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0029%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the looks of this guy above... Ryan the Korean guy likes to be pampered by girls haha that's what I know. Suszu is a tough gurl, likes to hit (really hit like WHACK) guys..Ouch..but one thing I do agree; she is sweet in personality and very hardworking. Ok... Overshot my speech a little haha, lets continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0025%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 105px; cursor: pointer; height: 140px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0025%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suszu was taking a break after dealing with Ryan, she took the karaoke microphone and started to "sing" OH NOOOO!! Its SUKS haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandy was looking for a pair of perfect matched earring, to me without earring is&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 151px; cursor: pointer; height: 114px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; natural on video. The crew was fumbled by waiting even hazwan is a little pissed off and started to go a little crazy. While waiting for the director that is Edison, plans the actual footage to the lighting man and me which were the camera man and getting ready for the first scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 106px; cursor: pointer; height: 143px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the first scene it went well but not all of the team members were sure what is going on and what to do. Touch up here and there to prevent from further&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 118px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0026.jpg" border="0" height="164" width="128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; takes mistakes, we are all working hard.. Yeung Mei Mei were trying to fix brandy's hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" align="justify"&gt;Well all I can say now is that Brandy looks a lot like an Auntie haha...Great job Suszu! When almost every one is ready we then took a small group pic. The sun was great and the atmostphere is cold by chance because of the aircon in Suszu's room haha if there's any chance we all drop in and enjoy the cold air whenever we felt hot.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; In the middle of the shooting Suszu ask some of us to play Jenga the stack ups, well what ever; just a little fun will not hurt haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 288px; height: 199px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0028.jpg" border="0" height="202" width="329" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While playing Jenga... Ok I think we played it a little long, when we got out of Suszu's room...We saw Ryan sleep on the sofa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not only that...He slept on Suszu    mother's bed...What a guy...  Can't be blamed we were all tired after class but still... What a guy. A day that took us 5 hours and at the end of the shooting is the most hard and complicated shoot to film, well planned as we discussed the modification to suite the environment of the place (Suszu mother's room).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to film is Brandy the main character that had to remake up for the tissue paper attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0039.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/DSCF0039.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The master bed room starts to heat up...(watch your thought)...I meant because of the windows that were closed to prevent from any distracting noise from entering the room, the lights and the most affecting thing that heat the room the most is "us". Because of us crowding the room that makes the room all stuffy and hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riane and Ryan had to change into their so called the mummy suite... The tissue paper that rolls around them. So let us view what happens before the mummy scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/Picture%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/Picture%20013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riane and Ryan had to practice their emotional...Acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0051.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;@Riane@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0052.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@Ryan@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/Picture%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/Picture%20015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;What's up with the Pigglet? Nvm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/Picture%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/Picture%20017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Argh...You can see now HIS GAY!!! haha...Nay just joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/Picture%20018.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/Picture%20018.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;This is Brandy's worst nightmare "once in a lifetime experience to be an ugly duckling".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finely everything was done in sequence, we all enjoyed the film shoot while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/Dinnerz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/Dinnerz.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Feast at last!" I was soo hungry after all the shooting, we ate our dinner at a coffee shop near Suszu's house. One thing special or odd thing is "again" about RYAN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Seller&lt;/span&gt; - Here you go sir, your food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; - .... (give the look of a disgusted face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Seller&lt;/span&gt; - ...??????...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; - I dint ask fur chikaan, Id ask for fisch cutlet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Seller&lt;/span&gt; - But I heard u ask for these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt;- No I dunt wan chikaan, I wan fisch cutlet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Seller&lt;/span&gt; - ...(starts to think of a strategy)...But I give u a discount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; - Wat?....(stops in amusement)...Ok. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to me he is dumb to let it off&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By the way... Ryan threw a huge chunk of rice of his plate, he said that it was disgusting...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT THE HELL HE THINKS FOOD IS!!!&lt;/span&gt; Haaaa...I guess I still do not know Korean culture much, what are Korean guys like? I hope they are all not like Ryan...mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113818702775722024?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113818702775722024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=113818702775722024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113818702775722024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113818702775722024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/video-making-project.html' title='Video Making Project'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113795486155884022</id><published>2006-01-23T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T02:38:06.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Puking Lots of errm Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/faerie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/faerie3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ooooh no... its in the early morning at 2+am and i havent slept from yesterday morning because of media arts PUNISHMENT ("thats what my lecturer told my group"), BUT WE DID NOT STOLE OTHERS WORK OK!! Haaaa never mind...its fair enough though in the industry or business way of thinking. Its not fair now but to think again...haaa what ever, i dont mind now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yeah...to Lily Soh...OMG!!! your blog seems DIZZY to look at with that LOTS of PICTURES!!! And by the way you are like those "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVEY DOVEY&lt;/span&gt;" thats what the japanese always called if they were to see one and called them that with all the wannabe couples. Again... IM DIZZY LOOKING AT LOTSSS OF PICTURES ON YOUR BLOGGGGG!!! Fiyoohh...okok im cool...ermm You look alot better (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt;) by wearing those specs&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had recieved message from Sofian that he caught a fever today and warn me that he won't be in school today, i had encourage him to come cause one day of absence will cost greatly to him and will effect his grades. So i ask him to come and show himself in class and half way leaving class so he would not lose any marks in his attendence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS DRAWING CLASS LATER HOOOWAAAA!!! (cry cry cry)....IM...tired...going to sleep now...mmm...gdnite eh...mistake...gdmorning everyone...haaaa...SLEEP TIME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113795486155884022?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113795486155884022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=113795486155884022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113795486155884022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113795486155884022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-puking-lots-of-errm-love.html' title='Im Puking Lots of errm Love?'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113785638408373731</id><published>2006-01-21T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T23:17:06.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Overseas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/PICT0062.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/PICT0062.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The first thing when I woke up from my dreams is noticing something is missing...Then I realized that my mum and little bro went overseas to Thailand again. My dad, mum and little bro should have gone to Thailand the last 3 weeks but when the day comes on the day of leaving, my mum decided to stay home to take care of unattended things in Singapore, only my dad had gone to Thailand to pursue his job overseas. Three weeks had gone but in the sudden case of a minor accident my father had, mum decided to travel to Thailand and take care of him in case of any helping hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm going to miss them, mmm... Living with my sis again at home as usual. Luckily I had a webcam to telecast a live video and see them often on msn messenger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113785638408373731?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113785638408373731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=113785638408373731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113785638408373731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113785638408373731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-overseas.html' title='Back Overseas'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113778647595671982</id><published>2006-01-21T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T03:50:16.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thermal Heats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/105000.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/105000.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It seems that people starts to evolve their mind sets when they must gather with the ones of the "unknown truth" ("personal side of story"). The class which had grown with many doubtful  feelings and thoughts of another person in the same class as them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"What is class?" Is it a place or a symbol of recognition which you can find them easily? The answer to that question is a bit of both, but the strongest point is the inner self of you. A label, a sign of you like those road signs which has individual visual design charateristics for easy understanding. Keep in mind that "class" which had been design to diversely divide into groups is to recognize each particular group with ease, but I'm here to explain the role of "one" group so called "a class".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A class, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;character class&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; represents a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fictional_character" title="Fictional character"&gt;character&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Archetype" title="Archetype"&gt;archetype&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Career" title="Career"&gt;career&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; in some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Role-playing_game" title="Role-playing game"&gt;role-playing games&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (RPGs). Usually, players choose their class when they create their character and may not completely part from that class during the life of that character." -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A class of a whole group which means a status of identification, but a class of one means the rank or wealth of a person. Then again a class "in the class" (one group in a place) is the same as anyone in the group that has the name "class" with a symbol (exp. FS1I). Everyone in the class share the same symbol of identification and the rank of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;__________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the theory written above, I do clearly state that the class of a class is the same with a given symbol of identification. But still here in life people still thinks a class of "his/her" is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/432017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/432017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; distributed to one, and that is yet a selfish way think of their self impression to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; A class works as one and act as one thus cry and suffer together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I find it difficult to understand the thinking of most general unmotivated people, they start to wither away when they think about their own selfish "class"; thinking they are the only ones who is in charge of everything in the sense of speech, interaction's and especially the way of thinking. The plan of knowing a class of one bunch and a class of only one person is out of synch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"I hope my own class (FS2N) should think the positive way of the real meaning of class"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113778647595671982?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113778647595671982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=113778647595671982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113778647595671982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113778647595671982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/thermal-heats.html' title='The Thermal Heats'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113767243762443075</id><published>2006-01-19T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T22:25:00.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Play of The Picasso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0007.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drawing class today with quite a few work. Well the whole class had to paint at least 5 different painting technique, the 5 are -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blending painting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glazing painting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knife painting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Primal colors painting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sgrafitto&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had to choose the parts from self image (color printed) and transferred it to our painting techniques. It was a lot of fun when you get used to it, learning how to mix basic colors to complex types takes time and confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Todays School homework for studio practice (painting) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Research on famous painting artist (on how the develope their way of painting technique and design).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Scetch a sample small A4 size of self portrait at least 3, With self personal expressions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/joke%20of%20the%20day.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/200/joke%20of%20the%20day.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;@@ Realise the tensions @@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofian: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;What colors must I choose next...Nur?....Hey! Are you spying on me? Is my hair    alright on camera?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Is this your picture Sofian? Mmm...What kind of paper is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofian: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Its arcylic paper...And Nur's "PARTS" are printed on it...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Normaly people do not print on this kind of paper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofian: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;well...Its just like any other paper and its  already been printed on (laugh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@@ The Interview @@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Alright Hazwan, what is your favorite "thing" of all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hazwan:&lt;/span&gt; Me? ...My shoe lah babe, I like my shoe; the sole is like my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; uh huh ...So I see you just painted a flag on your shoe, please explain why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hazwan:&lt;/span&gt; This ...is a flag of Japan...err...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Wait,  why is it a white spot and black flag and not red spot and white flag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hazwan:&lt;/span&gt; I lack of the red and white...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Hey, by the looks of it you were trying to hide the dirt off your shoe...Don't tell me you had not wash your shoe for months?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hazwan:&lt;/span&gt; I told you I love my shoe and I never wash it before, when it is wet and smell "really" bad I just turn this babe to the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Oh...That's why you decided to paint a Japanese flag on your shoe, an inspiration out of the sun "and" with the sun whether its wet or dry...mmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; I got an idea, why don't you paint a "BIG" red Chinese dragon on your shoe, you can always scold people by pointing them with your legs with the shoe intact. So together it creates a symbol of anger, scariness, smellyness and a symbol of inspiration of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hazwan:&lt;/span&gt; .....What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;__________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113767243762443075?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113767243762443075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=113767243762443075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113767243762443075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113767243762443075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/play-of-picasso.html' title='The Play of The Picasso'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113760268371763384</id><published>2006-01-19T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T00:45:32.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My self portrait...ehm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/my%20face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/my%20face.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I drew this as my actual reflected self image for my school homework (&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"I know this is not me"&lt;/span&gt;). My mum too said "THATS NOT YOU! YOUR EYES SHOULD BE ALOT SMALLER!". Alright...ive just need more practice. Sigh..Argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113760268371763384?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113760268371763384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=113760268371763384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113760268371763384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113760268371763384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-self-portraitehm.html' title='My self portrait...ehm..'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113759857092290447</id><published>2006-01-18T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T16:19:22.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Forgotten Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/Picture%2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 171px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/320/Picture%2011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There was times I had this dreams of being closer, closer to the warmth feeling of a secure and peaceful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;environment. Thinking of this every moment gave me a sad repeating bad memories of my past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've said to myself, the p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ast is the past that make the mistakes to be undone by remaking a new positive opportunity in the near future ahead. Listening to positive ideas and good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; wisdom from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; the elders do give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; me strength to go on with my life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The elders advise me to pursue life with full of joy by taking the strong part of my selected joy and happiness and convert it to everyday important jobs. It was useful to overcome the sadness if ever for me to remember the bad memories I had in my past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,153,153)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;THE ABSOLUTE PROBLEMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The pain, in vain of planning the best for my future. Cried night after night to solve this critical state of mind, need the elders...But will they be in peace if they were to reply? Nerves got in to me, what dear plans of desired truth will I get if my plans were the right answer? I have got to hold on...If I must survive this problems I had been facing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,102)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,102)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;MY HOPE OF JOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/Horizon.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 415px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/320/Horizon.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;- "Who will be my treasured partner?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;- "Who will trust my heart and noticed the truth?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;- "Who will be the true love of my life?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Who will be my treasured partner that trust my heart which noticed the truth of me and become the true love of my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/NurLia.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This three things I wonder every time I went to bed, the three wonders of hope and joy to oneself. I prayed every time to have a safe journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ahead, making sure I did not "make the same mistakes again". The one I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"had"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; in the past was gone, not because of hate or dumped for fun. It is because of "time and responsibilities" for every individual is to take care of. It is my decision to kept her as a friend, a friend which I had much feelings...But her feelings deepens and another had took the place beside her, a new love which she finds troubled to achieve even the slight movement at the edge of a thread. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The love I had of her is still great but I can't deny the truth of the reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; tha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;t I must obey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; which states the rules and obligations. Such as the rule to confront education first, repay my parents by giving the love and a helping hand till their end. My great promise to control and target them all as a will and a role of a good father in the future, I must deal with it first which is to support if any of my future children to convey their interest in their life ahead.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But "Who" will be my future love of my life? Am I ready now?...I do still wonder...When?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113759857092290447?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113759857092290447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=113759857092290447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113759857092290447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113759857092290447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/forgotten-dreams.html' title='The Forgotten Dreams'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113741773521656038</id><published>2006-01-16T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T02:24:57.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>011706 : 11.30pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/backontrack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/backontrack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;IM back from my long nap for some may call me ("for not editing my blog often"), I had just started school it was 2 weeks ago and it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"AWESOME"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Thinking back from my school first term ("that was in the havoc past"); school work can never be this sweet. It's manageable rather than to compare from the first term.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; This is the Studio Practice room (painting class) haha..I took this picture in secrecy, by the way; look at those concentrating eyes, they are actually looking on a still life display to copy onto Arcrlic paper. The image is like this one. -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF00052.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 401px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF00052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First we did our color chart hard and light tone...All went well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/DSCF0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/DSCF0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Alrightie maties, looking from my left there's &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;("Hazwan, Zack and Paviter")&lt;/span&gt;; well I think they are kinda felt boring after half way doing their painting. Hazwan, playing his PSP; a RPG game which leads to...Certain deaths haha. -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/joke%20of%20the%20day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/400/joke%20of%20the%20day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;see picture above as illustration)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black shirt :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;" Oh will you ever marry me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,153)"&gt;white shirt :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;" Your proposal sucks big time dude, try sumtin else will ya?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;Black shirt :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;" I was talking to my handphone man! Do you think ill marry you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;White shirt :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;" Of course not dude, you always like to marry objects rather than a person dude."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;Checkered shirt :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; "DIE DIE DIE YOU DUMB OVER GROWN SPIDER!!!!!!!!! What the...MAN NEED POTIONS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Alright whats going on here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Please don't take this joke seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/conclusion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/320/conclusion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alright, today is the 16 January 2006 falls on Monday. I should have a Drawing class today at 9:00am this morning but half way to school my lecturer is on Medical Leave, so I had to turn back home feeling abit easy because of having a day of rest should be sufficient for me to go on with the school work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/complains.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/320/complains.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Can just anyone or someone "THINK" straight! I know most people do; but I still do not know why "that someone" should pin point or spill out the words "WITHOUT" searching the actual truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to makes things clear to all that is bound to hear or interested of knowing the "REAL ME". -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like helping the one who is in need in help "care and concern". If by friendship I took it as a long term based on his/her story tale. Everyone has a story to keep and to create neither their past or the future that can be overlooked through by the numbers below every pages of the book or its chapter to recreate or undone the future chapters until the end of chapter which is the end of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal view is strong, helping others and knowing others well leads me to happiness. Seeing them smile is just like seeing a new born child especially the needy ones of their parents or one parent, its painful to know that how they were feeling affects their way of life as in "in need of love or at least to be heard". That's the way of a child in the hearts of everyone even the old ones like your grandparents that has it too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/1600/2005_1207fishahmad300012.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" height="156" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7606/2005/320/2005_1207fishahmad300012.0.jpg" width="291" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I had no comments of those who had everything in their grasp, you should thank god or yourself for having all that your everyday needs especially when you had both parents that is still bound in your life. Spend every moment you have, take all the love you need but once they are gone their gone forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And "that someone" if you are reading this please search the truth as in ask the actual person in that cause you are in doubt with, don't roam around and tell people what you just think. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nur Mohammed&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Mum, Dad I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113741773521656038?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113741773521656038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=113741773521656038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113741773521656038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113741773521656038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/011706-1130pm.html' title='011706 : 11.30pm'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113579362514427257</id><published>2005-12-29T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T02:18:50.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home at last.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/nur_mohammed/DSCF0002.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally both of my parents and my little bro were home at last. It is 1:52 am in the morning and my parents and my bro are sleeping tight with exhaustion from the long journey back home. They missed me and my sisters especially my little bro that is quite shocked to see, by the look of his face mmm...Yeah definitely misses us. And I for one is quite amazed by his growth, he is all grown up and learned alot of fine short words and that's is quite enough for his age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters went berserk after seeing my little bro thus holding him with exchanging arms and pampered like it was five years of not seeing him (laugh). I'm happy to see them back home, they will stay for a few days in singapore but I will miss them when they go back to Thailand again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113579362514427257?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113579362514427257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113579362514427257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2005/12/home-at-last.html' title='Home at last.'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113571491556367592</id><published>2005-12-28T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T04:23:20.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/nur_mohammed/2005_1002nur50015.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is one of my best, just show him a lollipop and there he goes haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113571491556367592?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113571491556367592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113571491556367592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-one-is-one-of-my-best-just-show.html' title=''/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113570700477956424</id><published>2005-12-28T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T02:11:26.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/nur_mohammed/2005_1104fio0009.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another glimps of my little bro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113570700477956424?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113570700477956424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113570700477956424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-another-glimps-of-my-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113570651194226963</id><published>2005-12-28T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T02:14:21.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My parents and little bro coming home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/nur_mohammed/2005_1104fio0024.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my sisters and my little bro, I have another small sis that is not in this picture though. Well today is a special day that i cant patiently wait that is about both of my parents and my little bro is coming back from thailand...to visit us at home, here in Woodlands Singapore. It has been 2+ month they had been away, I realy missed them especially my little naughty bro haha. Love to bully him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113570651194226963?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113570651194226963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113570651194226963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-parents-and-little-bro-coming-home.html' title='My parents and little bro coming home.'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113570560636408993</id><published>2005-12-28T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T02:12:44.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Drawings</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/nur_mohammed/DSCF0003.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my drawings, there is a lot more in collection. I plan to insert an image gallery in my blog, I am not sure if its possible but i am willing to try my best. So seat back and enjoy viewers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the holidays...I mean my school holidays; i have to finish 60 drawings and sketches. today I finish half the amount of it, haha I'm doomed. But i will never give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113570560636408993?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113570560636408993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113570560636408993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-drawings.html' title='My Drawings'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113560106725651404</id><published>2005-12-26T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T21:02:33.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got my new class timetable</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/nur_mohammed/fs2n.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its new and fresh, I've just receive my class timetable this morning and I'm not that happy by the looks of it. I'm not complaining that I truly hate it, but the way the scheldule goes is a bit rough. Well what to worry anymore what is done...Is done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113560106725651404?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113560106725651404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=113560106725651404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113560106725651404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113560106725651404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-got-my-new-class-timetable.html' title='I got my new class timetable'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113560071407698927</id><published>2005-12-26T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T20:48:28.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Improving my blog</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to improve my blog skin and it a pain though, having scrambled up recent scripts like garbage forgive me. I kinda like those creative and soft look on my blog, searching from site to sites to get the perfect match. Mainly www.blogskins.com, a huge amount of blog skins in the site and some how the website is not user friendly "sigh". But it went well and all, editing it sure takes time for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113560071407698927?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113560071407698927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=113560071407698927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113560071407698927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113560071407698927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2005/12/improving-my-blog.html' title='Improving my blog'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113541395784718824</id><published>2005-12-24T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T02:19:01.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Chrismas tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/nur_mohammed/Kittens.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Christmas tomorrow, Well I wish all people out there a happy holiday and take care of all orphans well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113541395784718824?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113541395784718824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113541395784718824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-chrismas-tomorrow.html' title='It&apos;s Chrismas tomorrow'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113541179194450257</id><published>2005-12-24T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T21:00:07.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Runway 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/nur_mohammed/wallpaper2_800.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Hey Hey...Project Runway 2 is coming up! The first season was a good competition, but here in singapore we have not receive any kind of new's "who" is the winner. Since the new show "Battle of Network Stars" came up at channel 5 in singapore; "Wendy" (one of the competitor in the first season) shows up on the show and being the competitor...well i guess there's the hint though. But don't get your guard up, the first season of the project runway in singapore has not ended yet! So i hope the best fashion designer wins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113541179194450257?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113541179194450257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20124665&amp;postID=113541179194450257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113541179194450257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113541179194450257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2005/12/project-runway-2.html' title='Project Runway 2'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113533338798266703</id><published>2005-12-24T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T02:17:07.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creating my own website.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c325/nur_mohammed/internetimage1001.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first ever website, a simple one. Not published yet, cause it is still in construction. I will add many of my personal graphic designs for public viewing pleasure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113533338798266703?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113533338798266703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113533338798266703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2005/12/creating-my-own-website.html' title='Creating my own website.'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20124665.post-113534235139653211</id><published>2005-12-23T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T02:16:45.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Script editing...</title><content type='html'>Trying to edit my blog in script editing is a major pain in the ***! But it was really fun, basicly with the ready made ones. Creating your own is just near impossible if you are not experience enough though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20124665-113534235139653211?l=culturedsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113534235139653211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20124665/posts/default/113534235139653211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://culturedsociety.blogspot.com/2005/12/script-editing.html' title='Script editing...'/><author><name>Nur Mohammed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09281450868826527953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5W40lmKIvQ/SaNjzJJgJSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G3CAqdTNtSg/s1600-R/1_952266858l.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
