<?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-3238784720427907374</id><updated>2012-01-28T12:11:22.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Constant Illuminations</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-8227886293320787941</id><published>2012-01-19T09:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T10:03:59.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got personality.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;The Dalai Lama Personality Test.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="overskrift1" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Your priority # 1 Tiger: means pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Your priority # 2 Horse: means family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Your priority # 3 Sheep: means love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tekst" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Your priority # 4 Cow: means career.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tekst" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Your priority # 5 Pig: means money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Your description of Dog (Loyal) implies your own personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Your description of Cat (Cute) implies your spouse or couple's personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Your description of Rat (Dirty) implies the personality of your enemies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Your description of Coffee (Aromatic) is how you interpret sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Your description of Ocean (Peace) implies your own life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Yellow (Naziha): Someone you will never forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Orange (Nienna): Someone you could consider a good friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Red (Bella): Someone you really love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;White (Hakam): Your twin soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Green (Sarah): Someone you will remember all your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tekst" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tekst" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tekst" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Dalai Lama, you're messing with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="+" height="0" src="http://dalai-lama.perbang.dk/cms_perbang/images/space.gif" style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-8227886293320787941?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/8227886293320787941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=8227886293320787941&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/8227886293320787941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/8227886293320787941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2012/01/ive-got-personality.html' title='I&apos;ve got personality.'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-3808272800070355698</id><published>2011-11-29T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T23:14:52.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I've written anything here. This is going to be candid and as raw as possible. I can't afford to alter these thoughts, I enjoy them in this state. Enjoy the frankness of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past year has been a little less than tumultuous for me. I've been faced with some confusions of the mind, some rather challenging questions I put myself through to answer. From the revelation in May, to the engagement in July, to the reconciliation of conscience in October. Have I been lying to myself too much? Or I have been too honest that I yearn for the truth to uphold itself magically?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot these past few weeks. My life is going to change in the near future, and I have to be sure. This dainty but fragile heart of mine is slipping like the most uneven rock on the most uneven cliff. I feel like screaming and declaring my love so loudly but afraid the sound shatters the strongest of structures. Afraid that it isn't meant to be heard, but to be absorbed by these thick walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I was meant to fall? What if my story was written to have me saved at the very last sentence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me answers and questions I will I hide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-3808272800070355698?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/3808272800070355698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=3808272800070355698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/3808272800070355698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/3808272800070355698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/11/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-7068879903888528061</id><published>2011-09-25T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T20:16:48.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>"&lt;i&gt;Alas, don’t tell me the Christians are lost.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t tell me the Jews are lost.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t tell me the mystics are lost.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t tell me the infidels are lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, my brother, you are lost,&lt;br /&gt;this is why everyone else seems lost&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Rumi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-7068879903888528061?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/7068879903888528061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=7068879903888528061&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/7068879903888528061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/7068879903888528061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/09/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-8619276260102178166</id><published>2011-08-26T01:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T16:36:45.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Others</title><content type='html'>Let me write something. These thoughts are from &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/zureen96"&gt;my Twitter&lt;/a&gt; actually, just elaborated further 'cos Twitter doesn't accommodate more that 140 characters. First world pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tak balik raya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes aku tak balik Semenanjung for the 2nd consecutive year. &lt;i&gt;Oh Zureeeeen kenapa tak balikkkk....?&lt;/i&gt; Oh I don't know, cos my family's all around the world and nobody's home? Aku tak kisah pun, honestly. I've got two midterms to study for, and an assignment due 9th September so I'll be alright. Plus, I'm sure the love will be felt on Eid morning no matter where we are. So Mama, Adam, Adrian or Papa even, if you're reading this (I know all of you know of this blog's existence), selamat hari raya, I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Red Hot Chili Peppers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Album baru! Standing in line to see the show tonight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reading&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss reading. I really do. Reading fiction or non-fiction, whatever, both. I have books in my possession right now but I'm just too lazy to pick one up and just read. Internet killed the knowledge pioneer. But when I DO pick up a book, I'm always reminded of my unfinished assignments and revisions. That makes me feel guilty for reading stuff other than academic ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Facebook issues&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Gosh there are so many annoying things people do on Facebook nowadays. (God forbid I'm included). First, I noticed some people 'share' their Facebook accounts. These people are usually made of couples. Couples. Two people who supposedly are in a relationship with each other. If you want to exhibit that so badly, there's this function on Facebook itself that enables you to display who you're in a relationship with! I don't get the purpose of sharing an account. It does NOT make things easier, especially if the couple doesn't have the same set of friends! Seriously. There are no sensible reasons to do such thing. It just confuses the friends further as to who they're talking to, who typed that status or who posted that song or photo or whatever, y'know? Gosh..people amuse me sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there's the tagging thing. Oh come on, there are definitely other ways to promote that piece of skirt you're selling. And there are other ways to tell me that I was your 'top fan' or when I was born! You don't have to tag me in your 'birthday calendar'! I sure as hell know when I'll be celebrating my birthday, thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, before I forget. Another Facebook pet peeve. I am amazed at the time some people have on their hands, creating unnecessary hate pages. The other day Barcelona star David Villa apparently insulted Mesut Oezil during a (football, duhh) match. And it was something along the lines of Oezil being a Muslim. Okay, we get it, he insulted our religion, WE MUST FIGHT THIS GUY DEMAND AN APOLOGY HE IS HELL BOUND yeah whatever dude. You don't even know what went down! We don't know what he said specifically. Overnight, spawned this page &lt;i&gt;'1,000,000 football fans hate David Villa because he insulted Islam' &lt;/i&gt;with over thousands of likes. WTF people. Calm your shit down. He didn't kill anybody. Lots of people insult Islam every single day. I know that page won't make much difference but it's online, and people live online now. And that page may reflect who we are. Why don't we bring them down by proving that we have manners, and we have class? I'm pretty sure the Prophet PBUH never urged us to hate excessively, or to express our anger oh so vocally? It's borderline embarrassing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End of Facebook rant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Studies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been missing a few uninteresting classes. NOT a morning person, thank you. Taking six subjects this semester, no I ain't overloading, that's just the structure for every student this semester in my course. Sounds like a lot of work huh? Yes it apparently is. The workload never ends. But I've got buddies who are as driven as I am, if not more. So with them around I might be able to do better than I am capable of alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that was a long one wasn't it? I'll save other petty rants for another post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-8619276260102178166?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/8619276260102178166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=8619276260102178166&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/8619276260102178166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/8619276260102178166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/08/others.html' title='The Others'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-7015767669437431773</id><published>2011-08-26T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T02:17:25.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/i0Xv6oYbcmg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know someday you'll have a beautiful life&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll be a sun&lt;br /&gt;In somebody else's sky&lt;br /&gt;But why&lt;br /&gt;Why&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it be&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it be mine &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-7015767669437431773?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/7015767669437431773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=7015767669437431773&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/7015767669437431773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/7015767669437431773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/08/black.html' title='Black'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/i0Xv6oYbcmg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-5616881949888638619</id><published>2011-08-21T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T21:46:05.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Last Breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Z29dGHFk0cE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe six feet ain't so far down?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-5616881949888638619?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/5616881949888638619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=5616881949888638619&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/5616881949888638619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/5616881949888638619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-last-breath.html' title='One Last Breath'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Z29dGHFk0cE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-2478361078047719614</id><published>2011-08-05T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T00:23:08.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God can explain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5s8r3AgWIN8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's all right, I'm O.K.&lt;br /&gt;I think God can explain&lt;br /&gt;I believe I’m the same&lt;br /&gt;I get carried away&lt;br /&gt;It's alright, I'm O.K.&lt;br /&gt;I think God can explain&lt;br /&gt;I'm relieved, I'm relaxed,&lt;br /&gt;I'll get over it, yeah..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam Ramadhan to anybody who's reading. May this Ramadhan be another one of the turning points in life in which we will change for the better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-2478361078047719614?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/2478361078047719614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=2478361078047719614&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/2478361078047719614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/2478361078047719614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/08/god-can-explain.html' title='God can explain'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5s8r3AgWIN8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-1454169139286989165</id><published>2011-07-30T10:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T10:29:22.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;"Let the days do as they please&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;And be optimistic when destiny decrees&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Do not despair due to the events of nights past&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;For the events of this world are not meant to last"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Imam Al-Shafi'i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-1454169139286989165?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/1454169139286989165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-4952255744963892347</id><published>2011-07-28T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T19:49:43.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone</title><content type='html'>Accept it, and embrace it, Zureen.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quit searching for the ghost of days gone by...let it find you if it wants to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-4952255744963892347?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/4952255744963892347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-2007701610887701617</id><published>2011-07-20T16:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T14:34:08.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My blood type is AB. ABIII.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/diloz/5955052826/" title="IMG_6315 by diloz, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6126/5955052826_b3545e3ce9.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_6315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Photo credits go to my old friend &lt;a href="http://www.blogdiloz.com/"&gt;Azlan Mohamed&lt;/a&gt;. Cake credits go to Arez, a fellow Alter Bridge fan. The only way I could incorporate Alter Bridge into the lovely day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-2007701610887701617?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/2007701610887701617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=2007701610887701617&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/2007701610887701617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/2007701610887701617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-blood-type-is-ab-abiii.html' title='My blood type is AB. ABIII.'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6126/5955052826_b3545e3ce9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-44891310047943753</id><published>2011-07-19T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T23:37:59.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>By Your Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/C8QJmI_V3j4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone reminded me of Sade tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-44891310047943753?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/44891310047943753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=44891310047943753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/44891310047943753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/44891310047943753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/07/by-your-side.html' title='By Your Side'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/C8QJmI_V3j4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-2918124228970597118</id><published>2011-07-19T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T23:20:19.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Kedai-kedai Makan di Malaysia</title><content type='html'>Tolong lah, tak mahal sangat pun sebotol handwash. Beli yang murah pun takpe, asalkan wangi. Ni asyik refill je botol tu dengan air. Kedekut la korang ni!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-2918124228970597118?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/2918124228970597118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=2918124228970597118&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/2918124228970597118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/2918124228970597118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/07/dear-kedai-kedai-makan-di-malaysia.html' title='Dear Kedai-kedai Makan di Malaysia'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-6839656437033042156</id><published>2011-07-01T18:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T18:06:24.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>I am the shore to your ocean&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You wash over me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-6839656437033042156?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/6839656437033042156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/6839656437033042156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/07/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-6622267613714401635</id><published>2011-06-29T19:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T20:00:23.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I admit</title><content type='html'>I miss the period of time when I actually had readers. The time when I had a lot to write about, mostly complaints and snippets of life. I was a teenager when I started writing here. I remember my first post...I wrote about how I loved reading blogs back then in 2007. Most of them are still alive and kicking but perhaps have toned down to focus on the bigger things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This online identity has helped me meet a lot of people. Has helped me realize, as a 17 year old, that there are actually people far different than me. Diverse thoughts, personalities. Ridiculous, I know, to claim that I became more experienced with people, through reading alone. But on a weird but acceptable level, I think I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I miss having other bloggers read and comment on my entries..made me feel like a friend. At one point of time, about 2 to 3 years ago, it actually felt like family. Ok that's a little far-fetched. But it felt as if we knew each other pretty well. Like when I met kak &lt;a href="http://aksijari.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rhona&lt;/a&gt; the other day, I had tons to ask, tons to talk about. Issues as far as 2 years ago..I remember them all. The details. Might sound weird but it's true. Personal blogs have THAT big of an impact on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me back to the main point, I miss that. I miss having people agree with me, laugh with me. I have myself to blame, this drought of writable ideas has been going on for a long time so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still funny though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote 1: Loved reading Dila's Profaniti Karut, Pjoe's Aku Benci Makanan Pedas, Magenta's Made From Vinegar and Ice, AKAB's Semusim di Neraka, MM's Aku Tak Peduli, Iron dan Wine, Dayana's The Hate Journal, Syarifah Hadli, Jebon anak Mat Nor, Ladynoe's Perempuan Jomblo, Ms Weed's Weed and Bandages (sejak *Heartbeat* lagi), Rhona's Your Drugbuddy, Iqa's She's Electric, Roe's Bitch Mouth, Penyangak, Trankuiliti Tronoh, The Malay Male, oh goodness lots more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote 2: Reminded of this, when I met up with another blogger and long-time friend recently. We talked about how most blogs were ad-free back then. How they wrote for the sake of writing. Self expression and satisfaction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-6622267613714401635?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/6622267613714401635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=6622267613714401635&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/6622267613714401635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/6622267613714401635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-admit.html' title='I admit'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-6709772147684724984</id><published>2011-06-09T04:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T04:28:45.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday Zureen.</title><content type='html'>Welcomed my 21st birthday in a cold room on campus, while pouring over spot questions for my upcoming paper. Got emails, texts, calls, wallposts by family, friends and acquaintances. Not to mention early birthday wishes =D It feels good to be noticed even just for a split second that person saw my name in the top right corner of their Facebook home page. So thank you guys. I can't believe I'm 21, I have always felt a lot older than my age actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="350" height="292" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fjDojEOiMcE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random song, listening to it right now using my brand new earphones from Hakam. Thank you dear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-6709772147684724984?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/6709772147684724984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=6709772147684724984&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/6709772147684724984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/6709772147684724984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-birthday-zureen.html' title='Happy birthday Zureen.'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fjDojEOiMcE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-2415048033161742317</id><published>2011-06-04T17:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T17:35:40.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berhenti Berharap (cover)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/l3vMy0yIfG8" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="286" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A cover of Berhenti Berharap (originally by the awesome Sheila on 7) by my good friend Joe and I. Joe's sending this vid for his second phase audition of &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/apps/application.php?id=201660369872875"&gt;Dentyne's Terrar-oke&lt;/a&gt; competition. I hope he wins, he's got killer vocals I tell ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-2415048033161742317?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/2415048033161742317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=2415048033161742317&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/2415048033161742317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/2415048033161742317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/06/berhenti-berharap-cover.html' title='Berhenti Berharap (cover)'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/l3vMy0yIfG8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-6874409466125365678</id><published>2011-05-12T04:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T04:49:07.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3H2l9Lo-jPk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-6874409466125365678?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/6874409466125365678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=6874409466125365678&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/6874409466125365678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/6874409466125365678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-4.html' title='Day #4'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3H2l9Lo-jPk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-8362473801861765637</id><published>2011-05-11T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T18:59:26.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maghrib</title><content type='html'>Maghrib is, weirdly, my favourite time. When all the hustle and bustle of the day is officially put in the past, and the sun gives in to the moon, the day gives in to the night, the light gives in to the dark. Surrender. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maghrib is the time where I would stop resting and dawdling and actually get up from bed or wherever I was lazying in. It's also the time when I would execute whatever plans I had in the day, plans for the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maghrib is like reality for me. So whenever I oversleep and miss Maghrib, whatever happens after I wake up doesn't seem real. And I hate that feeling, though I remember it so well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I've been in limbo for days now. I've been in and out of reality. What is happening to me? I bet a solid Maghrib would do the job in waking me up. I need a slap in the face, I need someone to tell me to stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-8362473801861765637?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/8362473801861765637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=8362473801861765637&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/8362473801861765637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/8362473801861765637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/05/maghrib.html' title='Maghrib'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-5918358964370291039</id><published>2011-05-11T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T01:51:53.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NJhaiMrlm0A" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-5918358964370291039?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/5918358964370291039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=5918358964370291039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/5918358964370291039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/5918358964370291039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-2.html' title='Day #2'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NJhaiMrlm0A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-217055689389975730</id><published>2011-05-06T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T21:11:25.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What my playlist decides to air tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cgqOSCgc8xc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Leave me out with the waste, this is not what I do&lt;br /&gt;It's the wrong kind of place to be thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;It's the wrong time for somebody new&lt;br /&gt;It's a small crime and I got no excuse&lt;br /&gt;And is that all right, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;I give my gun away when it's loaded&lt;br /&gt;Is that all right, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;If you don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it?&lt;br /&gt;Is that all right, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;I give my gun away when it's loaded&lt;br /&gt;Is that all right, yeah, with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was struggling with incessant datas for Tool Life lab report, suddenly a familiar, quiet, sound crept . Bah, I love Damien Rice's songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironic factoid: this song is on &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shrek 3&lt;/span&gt;'s OST. Hahahaha. Bye bye dear blog, I only updated because I felt like I needed to. Weird innit. Now will re-disappear in the land of assignments, lab reports, tutorials and revision hopefully. Not to return til mid-June perhaps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-217055689389975730?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/217055689389975730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=217055689389975730&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/217055689389975730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/217055689389975730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-my-playlist-decides-to-air-tonight.html' title='What my playlist decides to air tonight.'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/cgqOSCgc8xc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-6861151713734247690</id><published>2011-04-25T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T00:30:45.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"With innocence we glide beneath the stars."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wIJDhm8X1ek" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promote video sendiri kejap. *lari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-6861151713734247690?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/6861151713734247690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=6861151713734247690&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/6861151713734247690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/6861151713734247690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/04/with-innocence-we-glide-beneath-stars.html' title='&quot;With innocence we glide beneath the stars.&quot;'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wIJDhm8X1ek/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-5504668933018633041</id><published>2011-03-19T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T01:15:17.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mimpi dan realiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Beberapa malam yang lepas, hujan lebat sangat di Miri. Kilat sabung-menyabung. Blackout pulak tu, 4 jam. Aku pun semangat lah nak tidur awal kan. Memang time paling best untuk tidur waktu hujan. So aku pun tidur awal malam tu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku tak ingat aku mimpi apa, tapi mimpi menakutkan lah. Dalam mimpi tu aku terdengar bunyi macam dahan patah. Bunyi dia slow je. Tapi rapid. Kira kalau nak amplify ketakutan tu, aku samakan dengan bunyi anak si Ju-on tu lah. Memang dah cuak gila babi la dalam mimpi tu, sebab bunyi tu rasa dekat sangat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Macam yang selalu kita buat dalam mimpi ngeri, aku paksa lah diri aku bangun. Tapi bunyi tu semakin kuat! Finally aku dapat bukak mata and I almost shit my pants when I discovered what I saw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lembaga bertopeng ganas, muka penuh parut, sangat-sangat kotor, hanya seinci dari muka aku! Sumpah aku speechless, tak tau nak buat apa. Kebas satu badan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Moral of the story: Jangan tampal poster album art Slipknot atas kepala katil kau pakai double-sided tape murah. Satu hari (malam) nanti ia akan tertanggal juga dengan bunyi-bunyian pelik. Sekian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-5504668933018633041?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/5504668933018633041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=5504668933018633041&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/5504668933018633041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/5504668933018633041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/03/mimpi-dan-realiti.html' title='Mimpi dan realiti'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-6506847369775918830</id><published>2011-02-04T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T20:26:59.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbican</title><content type='html'>I first heard about Barbican during my A Level years, about 2 to 3 years ago. Some people in my college were on about it, and I got curious.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Years went on, I never got to taste it. Instead, I saw how increasingly necessary it was to be included in conversations among young people when talking about what they did last night etc. How it was really tasty and it's halal and the Middle East was somehow coloured onto the conversations as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That, and also shisha I think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never got around to actually tasting it (Barbican) that I almost totally forgot about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, today I was in Bukit Bintang and saw an Arabesque convenience store. Went in and saw shelves of these Barbican drinks. I was like, yeay finally I stumbled upon one these. There were Peach and Malt so I took Malt because I hate Peach. Kinda cheap considering its volume. 330ml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took a sip and good God, it tastes like shit. I recognised the smell instantly and panicked. IS this beer? I fucking hope not. Took more sips, it started to taste more like shit. How can people like this kinda drink and be proud of it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I quickly wrapped a complimentary magazine I got from Guardian around the bottle. And started sipping some more, hoping that it would get better. But as I stepped back into the monorail some kids were glancing at me, probably weirded out by my bottle-wrapping methods. I heard, "Minum beer kot,".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See what you've done to me, Barbican? Not only you made me so curious to the stage that I would actually spend RM3 on you, you grossed me out by your crap taste AND you humiliated me in front of some wannabe scenesters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to all you Barbican lovers out there, congrats for being able to bear such piss-like beverage. &lt;i&gt;Salut!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-6506847369775918830?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/6506847369775918830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=6506847369775918830&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/6506847369775918830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/6506847369775918830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/02/barbican.html' title='Barbican'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-7663560642012415771</id><published>2011-01-13T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T21:04:52.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dwell</title><content type='html'>Aku rasa aku masih ada hak nak tulis disini. Walaupun most probably no one will read, I hear myself thinking.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tahun ini, 2011. Tahun lepas, 2010. Yang 2010, tinggalkan. Move on. Cliche dan simple bukan? Tapi aku rasa benda ni paling susah bagi semua orang untuk lakukan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku benci bila diri kita dihakimi oleh perbuatan lalu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-7663560642012415771?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/7663560642012415771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=7663560642012415771&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/7663560642012415771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/7663560642012415771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2011/01/dwell.html' title='Dwell'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-1176241202151738284</id><published>2010-12-21T10:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T11:05:31.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solution</title><content type='html'>Sebenarnya senang nak jadi seorang yang happy. Belajar menerima dan bertolak ansur. Instead of wanting everything to go your own way, and hurt people in the process of achieving that, kita patut belajar menerima.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kita akan bazir banyak tenaga kalau kita tak terima. Bila aku cakap 'terima' tak bermaksud jadi pak turut. Tetapi positifkan minda dan cuba dapatkan yang terbaik dari situasi tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the littlest things to the biggest blunders in life, learn to accept what it has come to be instead of wallowing in self pity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-1176241202151738284?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/1176241202151738284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=1176241202151738284&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/1176241202151738284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/1176241202151738284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/12/solution.html' title='Solution'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-3100206962601202766</id><published>2010-12-20T15:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T19:35:36.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh</title><content type='html'>Spare me the wrath of the undecided, bipolar and delusional&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as sanity is there, there are more of fear and disgust and disbelief&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Replacing the holes that were respect and care and love unconditional&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Accept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-3100206962601202766?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/3100206962601202766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/3100206962601202766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh.html' title='Oh'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-3544600418340679205</id><published>2010-12-15T17:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T17:23:18.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Punch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been a month since my last entry, oh well it has become sort of a norm ain't it, updating once a month. Why do I feel like blogging today? Because I'm in a better mood than any of my days in this year! Or at least one of the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the reasons are, I want to share my joy of obtaining, well, for the average student like me, good results! I took four subjects this past semester: Industrial Technology, Engineering Management, Thermodynamics and Mechanical Design. This semester kick-started with a huge ignorance towards Management, due to my zero interest in all things accounting and economics. Had struggles with Thermodynamics in the beginning, I was still affected by the not-so-good results of the previous semester I didn't even bother concentrating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;However as the semester progressed, and tests was as often as chicken rice meals I had in a week, I became more well-equipped! I'd like to shout out to &lt;a href="http://jumasri-tanizzi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joe&lt;/a&gt;, Adli and &lt;a href="http://doublezee90.wordpress.com/"&gt;Zarith&lt;/a&gt; for being the best study group mates ever! We studied really hard and shared a lot...now I believe the much hyped benefits of study groups. Thanks guys..I'll keep those coloured mind maps you scanned and printed, forever. Alhamdulillah our ongoing efforts were well-paid. FYI, this is the first time I got all Distinctions and High Distinctions since I came here. Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.curtin.edu.my/"&gt;Curtin&lt;/a&gt;. Hello 3rd year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next reason is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dietrichthrall.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/5_finger_death_punch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 453px; height: 300px;" src="http://dietrichthrall.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/5_finger_death_punch.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fivefingerdeathpunch.com/"&gt;Five Finger Death Punch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. My new favourite band. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Was first introduced to them last year, listened to a couple of tracks and was startled at the striking similarity to Slipknot. Well, at least for the vocals part. Seriously, Ivan Moody sounds like Corey Taylor. But I am glad. I love their refreshing sound, raw and straight-up metal. As much as I love extreme metal, I do appreciate these relatively 'milder' bands who don't only growl and gurgle song words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They've got two studio albums out to date, The Way of the Fist and War is the Answer. Check them out if you dig acts like Slipknot, Disturbed, Trivium or Killswitch Engage. Below is my favourite song by them, 'Bad Company'. Honourable mentions include 'Dying Breed', 'Walk Away' and 'The Bleeding'. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u_VsvZmIWxY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u_VsvZmIWxY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-3544600418340679205?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/3544600418340679205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=3544600418340679205&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/3544600418340679205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/3544600418340679205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/12/punch.html' title='Punch!'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-4911846992564522393</id><published>2010-11-11T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T00:14:34.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't cry</title><content type='html'>Currently, Don't Cry by Guns 'N Roses is on repeat in my head. Axl's whiny yet strong vocals keep ringing in my ears for some reason. Don't you just hate it when a song, doesn't matter whether it's a good one or not, gets stuck in your head? And you just can't seem to mute it? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonders of your brains. Somehow I picture those crotchets and quavers and minims and whatever the fuck else are played by an instrument in my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it got jammed at about 5 bars into the chorus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, don't you cry tonight! You're stronger than that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-4911846992564522393?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/4911846992564522393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=4911846992564522393&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/4911846992564522393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/4911846992564522393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/11/dont-cry.html' title='Don&apos;t cry'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-3955241544084763567</id><published>2010-11-07T11:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T11:12:13.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lama benor</title><content type='html'>Bak kate oghang Peghok ler.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been more than a month since my last post, but what's new huh? I haven't been writing much for a long time now. But hey, October was a hectic month, I had total of 5 tests and a huge assignment and my mom came to visit and lots of other things. Too much of a whine to be putting them here. Absence justified. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've gotten myself a Twitter account though. Which is, deemed a more appropriate outlet for my most random bursts of thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, life is good. I just haven't started Thermodynamics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, had a chat with Razaisyam from &lt;a href="http://iamstradust.blogspot.com/"&gt;I AM STRADUST&lt;/a&gt; recently. He told me he thought I was a fat ass (since I seldom put my photo up here) but sorry to disappoint you, I can say I'm not in that category. I do wish I have a bigger ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-3955241544084763567?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/3955241544084763567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=3955241544084763567&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/3955241544084763567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/3955241544084763567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/11/lama-benor.html' title='Lama benor'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-5021230095490466127</id><published>2010-09-30T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T01:41:53.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I know what it feels like.</title><content type='html'>This morning was one of the saddest mornings in my life. Came down to the sound of my mother and brother crying outside. Opened the door and saw my brother holding our dear cat, Cappe.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously I had a questioning face; my mom instantly cried out she didn't see her, it was an accident, she didn't see her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I made the conclusion, mom accidentally ran over Cappe when she pulled over into our home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first I wasn't at all sad, just shocked. Actually the cat was my brother's, and have always been more attached to him than any of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But as I went closer to my brother, with Cappe in his arms, my eyes were teary. No cuts or bleeding. I couldn't find anything disfigured. She was weak. She did not make any sound. Her eyes were wide open, but they were entirely black. I couldn't make out anything from that sight. Uncontrollable screams made their way out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never seen a cat dying so I don't know if what I saw this morning was an example of that. So I had hope for her. I did. Our security guard kept sprinkling water on her and stroked her for whatever reason. Still no sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to run some errands so I didn't stay. Cried in the car. When I got home I found out that the vet said that Cappe was gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I saw the burial site.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a cat lover. Very easily saddened by sympathetic situations involving cats. I love how they vie for our attention. I love that they stick by you and how they want to be around you for the longest time. I love touching their soft palms. I love holding them in my arms. I love making them full and happy. I love providing them a comfy place to sleep (although they never sleep where we want them to anyway). I love their personality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cappe was named after cappuccino due to her mixed tones of coffee complexion. We adopted her at 3 weeks old, and was the cat we cared for the longest. She particularly enjoyed my brother's attention, being in his room most of the time. Our housekeeper said that ever since my brother went away for boarding school, Cappe would sit by his windowsill , waiting for him to come home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cappe just loves curling up at the sight of anyone in our home. She was probably signaling us to stroke her. But seriously, she does it at the most random times! Gosh I miss you Cappe. I miss you so much. I can't believe you're gone. It was only yesterday that I held you and you looked me in the eye, I swear to God you were smiling at me. Please remember us, we loved you so much..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-5021230095490466127?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/5021230095490466127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=5021230095490466127&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/5021230095490466127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/5021230095490466127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/09/now-i-know-what-it-feels-like.html' title='Now I know what it feels like.'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-7082472503864788943</id><published>2010-09-23T10:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T11:11:04.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My words and my wings</title><content type='html'>Okaaaaaaay. This is awkward. I like to abandon my blog now. I never stopped reading other blogs though (links on the side). It's just I have run out of things to say. I get scared that writing about what I - okay - just watched a wedding video on Facebook. This is so torturing! Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I may have caught the wedding bug at 20.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't say anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, happy raya everyone, though it's a little late for a wish. Keep reading for more random outbursts. I am waiting for my piano to arrive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-7082472503864788943?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/7082472503864788943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=7082472503864788943&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/7082472503864788943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/7082472503864788943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-words-and-my-wings.html' title='My words and my wings'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-3591524353111067916</id><published>2010-08-18T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:34:20.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little by little</title><content type='html'>*&lt;div&gt;Serius, sejak aku datang Miri tahun lepas, aku jadi lebih ignorant dari biasa. Teruk betul. Hal ehwal negara, hal ehwal dunia semua aku lambat tahu. Jadi maafkan aku kalau aku cakap aku baru tahu yang banjir hebat telah melanda Pakistan. Ya Allah, selamatkanlah saudara-saudara Muslim ku, amin. Besar sungguh dugaan mereka di bulan Ramadhan ni..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ramadhan datang lagi, bersyukurnya masih berpeluang untuk menikmati. Aku bajet je tough tapi hampeh amat sebenarnya nak melawan nafsu dan personal demons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esok nak sahur apa eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, aku dah masuk semester baru. Empat unit sem ni. Paling tak boleh blah aku kena ambik Engineering Management, yang dah masuk 3 lectures tapi aku tak faham sepenuhnya pun. Aku mana ada basic mangaii. Kena berguru dengan otai accounting, nasib baik aku kenal sorang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harap-harap aku pass semua unit sem ni, dengan warna-warna berterbangan di awan! (Over pulak nak translate flying colours)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku pergi nengok Slash haritu. Well actually aku pergi lebih sebab aku kipas-susah-mati &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Myles_Kennedy"&gt;Myles Kennedy&lt;/a&gt;. Myles Kennedy was personally picked by Slash to front his worldwide tour, and not to mention he is the singer with the most songs on Slash's solo album. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku memang fanatic Myles ni sejak form 4, 2005, pertama kali aku beli kaset Alter Bridge, 'One Day Remains'. Have never looked back since. Mamat ni punya suara, bagi aku, paling versatile la for a rock vocalist in this millennium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway kul 4 lagi aku dah terpacak depan entrance wa cakap lu. Masuk pukul 6.30. Kaki lenguh macam haram. Tapi bila aku orang ke-4 yang diorang bagi masuk...dan berjaya mendapat spot terbaik, sumpah terbaik, kaki nak patah pun aku rasa aku takkan sedar..however, kopak jugak la poket aku for purchasing the ticket. Ceh rempit gila guna perkataan 'kopak'..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kf_uG6nSDGY/TGv6wD0w8CI/AAAAAAAAAco/CRzsuCgmzYc/s1600/05082010408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kf_uG6nSDGY/TGv6wD0w8CI/AAAAAAAAAco/CRzsuCgmzYc/s400/05082010408.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506770672957845538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kan aku cakap aku duduk depan sekali!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*****&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tito sakit, aku sedih. Aku nak bawak dia pergi vet la weekend ni. Tapi dah jarang nampak dia, dia tak suka lepak dengan aku dah ke? Dulu aku lipat baju pun dia nak teman. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kf_uG6nSDGY/TGv8BHPQPOI/AAAAAAAAAcw/IK_-BeGGw7Q/s1600/05052010109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kf_uG6nSDGY/TGv8BHPQPOI/AAAAAAAAAcw/IK_-BeGGw7Q/s400/05052010109.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506772065443658978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-3591524353111067916?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/3591524353111067916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=3591524353111067916&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/3591524353111067916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/3591524353111067916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/08/little-by-little.html' title='Little by little'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kf_uG6nSDGY/TGv6wD0w8CI/AAAAAAAAAco/CRzsuCgmzYc/s72-c/05082010408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-5511448927431897805</id><published>2010-08-18T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T16:07:21.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehehehehehe</title><content type='html'>Malam ni update baiiiikkkkk punya!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sekarang nak pergi lecture Prof. Gorin, where I'll fantasize about him dancing and singing Raya songs if I'm bored. What? I'm trying to like Thermodynamics here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-5511448927431897805?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/5511448927431897805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=5511448927431897805&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/5511448927431897805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/5511448927431897805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/08/hehehehehehe.html' title='Hehehehehehe'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-5170191041652409675</id><published>2010-07-08T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T23:25:06.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, you were so Klose.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xa2.xanga.com/80df24f027d33245574490/w194703292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 406px; height: 594px;" src="http://xa2.xanga.com/80df24f027d33245574490/w194703292.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comel sangat. Miroslav Klose with his twin sons, Noah and Luan. See the Bayern Munich jerseys they're sporting, with KLOSE on them. So cute. That, alone, makes their father's horrendous top forgivable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S - Sedih gila Germany kalah. They have been an entertaining team to watch, especially with eye candy Thomas Mueller and Mesut Ozil running around. LOL. I am &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; kind of football fan now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-5170191041652409675?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/5170191041652409675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=5170191041652409675&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/5170191041652409675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/5170191041652409675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-you-were-so-klose.html' title='Oh, you were so Klose.'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-7493277688424102767</id><published>2010-06-21T01:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T02:00:28.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music conquers all that is 'uncool' about the Twilight Saga.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The movie isn't out yet, will be on the 30th of June. I'm not a huge Twi-hard, but I did read all the books 2 years ago. The films are OK, I'm a huge fan of Kristen Stewart - such astonishing talent and beauty. Can't stand the cheesy romance though. Watched the first one (Twilight) with &lt;a href="http://jumasri-tanizzi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joe&lt;/a&gt; back in our Sunway College days, the second one with..my mom I think. And I dragged Najwa along for a second time. Haha. Don't judge me, the werewolves were too cool to resist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;However, an aspect that never fails to entertain me is their soundtrack. It's not excellent, but have been enjoyable since their first film of the franchise. Apparently, most have been 'inspired' by the author Stephenie Meyer's favourite bands but I'm sure they compiled more 'adult' music to attract the attention of older audiences; the films have been panned as 'tween-friendly', 'gay' to some self-claimed &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;men&lt;/i&gt;, and every 13-year-old girl's 'wet dream'. Some even admit embarrassment to have watched it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But yeah, back to their soundtrack. They largely consist of indie and alternative music, which is cool, 'cause it's interesting to see how these type of musicians make music based on the films and the concept of them. And the 'Twilight' Saga must have been a hell of an interesting project for them, since quite a number of music's heavyweights have contributed to the soundtracks i.e. Muse, Thom Yorke and also favourites Death Cab for Cutie, Paramore, The Killers, OK Go and Vampire Weekend to name a few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are my Top 10 favourites off all three films' soundtracks:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. "&lt;b&gt;Flightless Bird, American Mouth&lt;/b&gt;" by Iron and Wine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d1BgYTZ4Mxc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d1BgYTZ4Mxc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The song just sings out pure young love. Perfect for tea and cookies with your partner; and gazes in absolute silence since the music says everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. "&lt;b&gt;Monsters&lt;/b&gt;" by Hurricane Balls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S3DG5VwtuBw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S3DG5VwtuBw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reminds me of the less-depressing, more testosterone-fueled scenes in the film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. "&lt;b&gt;Hearing Damage&lt;/b&gt;" by Thom Yorke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qf38XgF51IY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qf38XgF51IY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thom Yorke. He's gonna be in my list even if he sucked. Which he'll never. Okay? Thom Yorke. Yeah, he's &lt;i&gt;Thom Yorke&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. "&lt;b&gt;Decode&lt;/b&gt;" by Paramore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RvnkAtWcKYg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RvnkAtWcKYg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Admit it. It goes with the film. The 'angsty' rock side of everyone (who watches the film) &lt;i&gt;boils&lt;/i&gt; to this. Ultimately the catchiest emo love song for that year. Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. "&lt;b&gt;Life on Earth&lt;/b&gt;" by Band of Horses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LhdC_YZvhNI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LhdC_YZvhNI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I absolutely love Band of Horses; been lucky enough to discover them through Guitar Hero 5 (LOLyeah). Their song 'Cigarettes, Wedding Bands' is totally timeless and awesome. I'd die to it. Haha anyway this song has a pretty similar atmosphere as 'Flightless Bird, American Mouth'. With way less lyrics. Bak kata &lt;a href="http://puterihilton.blogspot.com"&gt;Sarah&lt;/a&gt;, "lagu takde climax".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. "&lt;b&gt;Done All Wrong&lt;/b&gt;" by Black Rebel Motorcycle Club&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vGjXGiijwoU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vGjXGiijwoU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first time I ever heard of BRMC was in the movie 9 Songs. I think this is a 'Jacob' song more than anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. "&lt;b&gt;Eclipse (All Yours)&lt;/b&gt;" by Metric&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n4VJ44CEy6s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n4VJ44CEy6s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sugary sweet track; however I can never fathom why Metric would want to be a part of such an enormous franchise and kinda not be 'indie' anymore. LOL. Emily Haines' voice really did melt me. Like really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. "&lt;b&gt;I Belong to You (New Moon)&lt;/b&gt;" by Muse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IgH7XF_l-VE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IgH7XF_l-VE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; I love this song mostly because it sounds cheeky and I rock out horrifying dance moves ensuing every play. Which was really helpful at the time; I was in the midst of examinations.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. "&lt;b&gt;Satellite Heart&lt;/b&gt;" by Anya Marina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBSR_hwKXAM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBSR_hwKXAM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minimal  music, more emotions in the singing. Perfect for the 90% tense and depressing film that is New Moon. It's a lovely song nevertheless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. "&lt;b&gt;Roslyn&lt;/b&gt;" by Bon Iver &amp;amp; St. Vincent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SXp4gB-bgjs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SXp4gB-bgjs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="249" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easily my favourite cos it just fits so well with the movie. The music's eerie but yeah, it is a fantasy film after all. One that involves intense romance and emotions; one good mix of those. Hence, this haunting track best summarizes the whole story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s - Good luck to those who are sitting for examinations soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-7493277688424102767?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/7493277688424102767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=7493277688424102767&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/7493277688424102767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/7493277688424102767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/06/music-conquers-all-that-is-uncool-about.html' title='Music conquers all that is &apos;uncool&apos; about the Twilight Saga.'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-5180473208242769165</id><published>2010-05-29T02:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T02:26:42.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pernah bagitahu kan aku suka pelangi? Ladynoe and Rhona, this is for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kf_uG6nSDGY/TAAKEpqYQbI/AAAAAAAAAcY/zWJxKd7bnoc/s1600/25052010186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kf_uG6nSDGY/TAAKEpqYQbI/AAAAAAAAAcY/zWJxKd7bnoc/s400/25052010186.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476388221901881778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hari tu nampak kat uni aku. Ye lah, kat Miri Sarawak Bumi Kenyalang ni lah. Dalam pukul 5.45 pm macam tu. Stress-stress baru habis class lambat, nak beli ais krim dengan muka ketat, dongak and there it was. Sengih sampai telinga, ada pak tam mana tah perli "Someone's happy,".  DUHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-5180473208242769165?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/5180473208242769165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=5180473208242769165&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/5180473208242769165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/5180473208242769165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/05/pernah-bagitahu-kan-aku-suka-pelangi.html' title='Pernah bagitahu kan aku suka pelangi? Ladynoe and Rhona, this is for you.'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kf_uG6nSDGY/TAAKEpqYQbI/AAAAAAAAAcY/zWJxKd7bnoc/s72-c/25052010186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-7128904055864135750</id><published>2010-05-29T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T02:18:33.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the storm we reach the shore, through the semester we reach the final exams. Reality sucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nh2xYpwe4ws&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nh2xYpwe4ws&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lama tak menulis. Aku suka lagu atas ni. Ada aku terbaca article..kat Cracked or Blender ke, they named U2 as one of the bands you love to hate. Aku rasa U2 best. Tapi tak boleh selalu dengar. Nanti aku depressed. But aku ada suka lagu diorang Vertigo tu jugak. Kecik-kecik dulu form 3 ada la record kat radio pakai tape kosong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerja. Fuuuu. Banyak sial. Bulan ni ada 7 assignment kan? Aku dah hantar 3. Lagi 4 due Isnin. Aku dah hampir siap dua. Dua lagi baru nak start. Hebat. Ahad jadi committee Sports Day. University ada Sports Day jugak youuu. Sempat ke tak I don't know. Tengah menyempatkan la ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam lagi 2 minggu k seronoknya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-7128904055864135750?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/7128904055864135750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=7128904055864135750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/7128904055864135750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/7128904055864135750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/05/through-storm-we-reach-shore-through.html' title='Through the storm we reach the shore, through the semester we reach the final exams. Reality sucks.'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-8388732034024539400</id><published>2010-05-12T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T22:14:45.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lokasi</title><content type='html'>Aku kat &lt;b&gt;Miri Miri Miri Miri Miri&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miri kat &lt;b&gt;Sarawak Sarawak Sarawak Sarawak Sarawak&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dekat dengan &lt;b&gt;Brunei Brunei Brunei Brunei Brunei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I ever dreamed of even being here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No no no no no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I like it here, now that it has been more than a year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes yes yes yes YES &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still can't grasp the fact that I'm on the other side of Malaysia. Pelik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-8388732034024539400?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/8388732034024539400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=8388732034024539400&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/8388732034024539400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/8388732034024539400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/05/lokasi.html' title='Lokasi'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-8798918174370537873</id><published>2010-05-12T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T21:59:52.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So tell me where to go from here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7_xDsOUWlt4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7_xDsOUWlt4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I (heart) Lifehouse like 13-year-olds (heart) Justin Bieber.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-8798918174370537873?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/8798918174370537873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=8798918174370537873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/8798918174370537873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/8798918174370537873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-tell-me-where-to-go-from-here.html' title='So tell me where to go from here.'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-2205561299304395419</id><published>2010-05-11T18:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T18:57:53.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question!</title><content type='html'>Tak salah untuk bertanya, cuma eloklah jika tak berlebih-lebih kan? Bertanya itu bagus. It shows that you appreciate clarity. Tapi apa lah nak buat kalau kau bertanya, tapi nobody gets the question?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like how we interpret whatever we want to ie pick and choose what we want to believe, one can also pick and choose how to answer one's question. To ensure a safe answer. The answer is oh-so-delicate and pure that you won't dare to ask again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love having Q &amp;amp; A sessions, I'm sure the person asked would feel respected and satisfied for the recognition. But how frank can you be when answering questions? I'm particularly talking about questions regarding sensitive matters eg religion, faith, existentialism. How can we be sure that person is telling us what he truly knows? The truth? Is the answer based on facts or is it just how the person interprets them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Facts are finite. There shouldn't be variations of them. So why is the world filled with so many beliefs? Why can't we all sit down and decide on which is fact and fiction. Everything is so unknown it makes me dizzy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He or she might answer differently at different situations. Maybe different audiences would want to hear different answers. Gosh, I have such trouble in accepting and believing people nowadays. I'm being negative about them all the time. Well it isn't entirely a bad thing, right, so fuck it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I shouldn't ask anymore. 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Apa aku nak buat selepas habis belajar? Nak kerja dengan sponsor? Dengar cerita senior macam best, tapi itu ke yang aku nak? Macam-macam yang aku nak buat sebenarnya. Sekarang aku boleh berharap je yang tuhan dah memudahkan semua urusan aku menuju arah tu. Pave me my way, please. Yang pasti it's all still a blur. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ataupun mungkin wiper aku tak berfungsi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-1085318665639711146?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/1085318665639711146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=1085318665639711146&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/1085318665639711146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Something wrong with the sayur. Menusuk tekak rasa dia. I think tak cukup bersih kot basuh sayur. Eeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-1515802694839133536?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/1515802694839133536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=1515802694839133536&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/1515802694839133536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/1515802694839133536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/04/fail.html' title='Fail'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-7733336699697739017</id><published>2010-04-03T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T22:15:20.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone like you,</title><content type='html'>Somebody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-7733336699697739017?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/7733336699697739017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=7733336699697739017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/7733336699697739017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/7733336699697739017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/04/someone-like-you.html' title='Someone like you,'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-1457461038169053024</id><published>2010-04-01T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T12:07:41.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku terima anugerah</title><content type='html'>Beautiful Blogger Award. Selalu nampak around blogs recently. Anyway kawan aku Joe telah tag. And rules dia, once you've been tagged, state 7 things about yourself.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I have an immense fear of automatic sliding doors since I was 12. I watched Thir13n Ghosts where there was a death by sliding door scene. Slashed the poor dude neatly into half. Would run super fast through any sliding door ever since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I love print tees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I constantly want change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Lifehouse is my all-time favourite band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I don't eat prawns; I'm allergic to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Cooking's my current obsession.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I have loads of things that I wanna fulfill in life, but I'm too scared that I have a short amount of time left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://yourdrugbuddy.blogspot.com"&gt;Rhona&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://idontdrinkmilk.blogspot.com"&gt;Ms Weed&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://athemyst11.blogspot.com"&gt;Aiman&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mearakaterina.blogspot.com"&gt;Mea&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://edna-sinn.blogspot.com"&gt;Edna Sinn&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lovehatelifeangel.blogspot.com"&gt;Sarah&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://iqanabeera.blogspot.com"&gt;Iqa&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you guys feel like taking some time to figure out 7 things about yourself, go ahead, be my guest. And yeah, you're all beautiful to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-1457461038169053024?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/1457461038169053024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=1457461038169053024&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/1457461038169053024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-8496050246874745603</id><published>2010-03-25T12:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T12:50:28.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We hit a wall</title><content type='html'>and we can't get over it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is what it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-8496050246874745603?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/8496050246874745603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=8496050246874745603&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/8496050246874745603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/8496050246874745603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-hit-wall.html' title='We hit a wall'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-4483779379097383320</id><published>2010-03-25T12:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T12:49:32.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Syarifah Nur Ain</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday, segan nak wish depan-depan, sebenarnya saya sangat adore kamu dan nak jadi seperti kamu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-4483779379097383320?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/4483779379097383320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=4483779379097383320&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/4483779379097383320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/4483779379097383320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/03/syarifah-nur-ain.html' title='Syarifah Nur Ain'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-1795237836945606936</id><published>2010-03-23T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T23:26:00.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where we go</title><content type='html'>is where I wanna be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-1795237836945606936?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/1795237836945606936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=1795237836945606936&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/1795237836945606936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/1795237836945606936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-we-go.html' title='Where we go'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-8086652315103183713</id><published>2010-03-23T10:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T10:42:58.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop telephoning me</title><content type='html'>Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As annoying as it is, that song is growing on me. Still hate the video though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-8086652315103183713?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/8086652315103183713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=8086652315103183713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/8086652315103183713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/8086652315103183713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/03/stop-telephoning-me.html' title='Stop telephoning me'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-161602676403087310</id><published>2010-03-22T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T22:05:31.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Purple</title><content type='html'>will be playing Genting this May? Woot mari check AirAsia. Fuck. Malaysia Airlines kadang-kadang lagi murah. Kadang-kadang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-161602676403087310?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/161602676403087310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=161602676403087310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/161602676403087310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/161602676403087310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/03/deep-purple.html' title='Deep Purple'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-7758539727808603223</id><published>2010-03-22T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T22:04:02.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why</title><content type='html'>are there so many things to do but there's so little time?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak lari ke Kuching lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-7758539727808603223?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/7758539727808603223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=7758539727808603223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/7758539727808603223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/7758539727808603223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/03/why.html' title='Why'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238784720427907374.post-7400122820316744987</id><published>2010-03-22T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T22:02:47.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuang kuang kuang</title><content type='html'>I'm back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3238784720427907374-7400122820316744987?l=constantilluminations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/feeds/7400122820316744987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3238784720427907374&amp;postID=7400122820316744987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/7400122820316744987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3238784720427907374/posts/default/7400122820316744987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constantilluminations.blogspot.com/2010/03/kuang-kuang-kuang.html' title='Kuang kuang kuang'/><author><name>Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12438488609967660259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
