tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308821973865243572011-04-21T16:35:08.383-07:00Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.comBlogger291100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-48493508853431176622008-12-24T03:54:00.000-08:002008-12-24T05:06:52.533-08:00WARNING WALL OF TEXT ......so it might be boring.<br /><br /><br />------------------------------------------------<br />------------------------------------------------<br /><br />So, i was thinking in the toil-- i mean i was thinking today.Its been a while since i had a deep though *Deep Though pose*( take my picture quick :3)<br /><br />Any who, Holidays wasn't what i expected. Though we will be all out and about and doing our holiday plans but.. yeah.. didn't do most of the plans i planned and didn't go out and about a lot. I wanted to spend time with friends as much as possible since my numbers here in Brunei is limited but everyone tired and busy and doing their own thing and it wasn't pretty much the same. Group meeting are short n small but what do expected when the only meeting place is the dang mall!<br /><br />I thing i changed a bit....*literally goes blank*<br /><br />Right! umm yeah, i dont go online very much like i used too. its now always 9pm! or night time. I became much more active at night i guess(werewolf :3) .I Also enjoy checking my inbox now :3, lots of things you could learn from a simple mail.those with wisdomy stuff and crazy pics but at the end with the dreaded please send to 10 people or else hate that!I prefer real conversation than online now. I guess i like the awkard situations XD. Many stuff dont wanna list it all, cause i never like talking about myself till asked.<br /><br />Be patient with me im just grumbling. So umm.. Im used to brunei now. Very used to it.. and i think im not getting enough sun. Malaysia is totally alien to me seriously, im a total tourist there. Im getting my driver lisence there too for God sakes!. Driving around there will end up like this:<br /><br />Aunt: Hello?<br /><br />Me: Hey! is Nickt calling..<br /><br />Aunt: Ah! ITs BEEN AN 5 HOURS WE ARE WORRIED SICK! DONt TELL ME YOU ARE PARTYING WITH YOUR GIRLFRIENDS!~<br /><br />Me: AH!? me? No! Dont be silly... im just.. uh..<br /><br />Aunt:...<br /><br />Me: im lost... I cant find the supermarket to buy the bread you wanted..<br /><br />Aunt: Its Just down the road of our house<br /><br />Me: Oooo...<br />----------------------------------------------<br /><br />Yep..gonna have fun in malaysia. Cant go out at night there! Crime rate are zooming up like the crime rate graph just launched their first rocket ship! Punishment for murder: 3 years!! Yeah total f*&amp;@. Okey okey im being Negative here ahah. Yeah, im really used to brunei. Maybe is kinda early to post this post.<br /><br />Maybe im being selfish about spending as much time with my friends. I just not good at letting go..I still have my pokemon cards from primary years. I mean i have my family anyways :3 but when i think about it, alone we each have our own thing and own wish. I mean we each wanna do what we wanna do now....You might not get it but let me try again in a NEW PARAGRAPh ^^<br /><br />I mean when schools finally ended, we had all these goals and future. Suddenly we get picky about everything. What im trying to say is which i failed to explain even in this new paragraph ( im just too deep to understand :3)<br /><br />School really brought all of us together you know.. Together one big happy family like and when school was over there wasnt any reason to ....Nah im just thinking too much. Im pretty much a everyone person. Cool with everyone. No enemies. ^^<br /><br />To Do List:<br /><br />*Update My Friendster<br /><br />*Buy all good hats before leaving<br /><br />Hmm... I expected more than that. Aw well...Yeah Just some random i wanna things i wanna open up. Thats whats the blog for right? is kinda like a therapy for me. Okey im typing too much.<br />Maybe i should call someone? Oh jem, if youre reading this... GIVE ME BACK MY DVDS! AND ANSWER YOUR DANG PHONE.. or something...<br /><br />- Nickt currently listening to Stil Alive by Lisa Miskovsky( her name...She must be russian, Good song sets the mood)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-4849350885343117662?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-21799994803239478202008-11-09T06:03:00.000-08:002008-11-09T06:29:53.483-08:00<div>Dear Maxx: </div><div> </div><div>I don't really know how to tell you this, but <span style="font-weight: bold;">You're a pervert</span>. I think I realized it <span style="font-weight: bold;">When we skinny</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">dipped</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">In your close</span>t and I saw you <span style="font-weight: bold;">Ignore My avocado plant</span> . I'm sure you're <span style="font-weight: bold;">Man</span> enough to understand <span style="font-weight: bold;">That we're cousins</span>. I'm returning <span style="font-weight: bold;">Your ring</span> to you, but I'll keep Your suicide note as a memory. You should also know that <span style="font-weight: bold;">I Will tell the authorities</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">about Our friendship</span> . </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">In pain</span> ,<br />Nickt<br /><br />Well that was fun but... never mind, is it just me or mine just sounded wrong .Its a Meme or whatever . fun little thing Maxx told me to do. Any who just copy below and replace the numbers with the question`s answers and your done. Post it your bloggy :3<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Dear (the last person who left a comment on your blog): </div><div> </div><div>I don't really know how to tell you this, but ___1___. I think I realized it ___2___ ___3___ and I saw you ___4___ ___5___. I'm sure you're ___6___ enough to understand ___7___. I'm returning ___8___ to you, but I'll keep ___9___ as a memory. You should also know that I ___10___ ___11___ . </div><div> </div><div>___12___, </div><div>-Your name-<br /><br /><br /></div><div> </div><div>1. What's the color of your shirt? </div><div>Blue - Our romance is over </div><div>Red - Our affair is over </div><div>White - I'll join the monastery </div><div>Black - I dislike you </div><div>Green - Our horoscope doesn't match </div><div>Grey - You're a pervert </div><div>Yellow - I'm selling myself </div><div>Pink - Your nostrils are insulting </div><div>Brown - The mafia wants you </div><div>No shirt - You're a loser </div><div>Other - I'm in love with your sister<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>2. Which is your birth month? </div><div>January - That night </div><div>February - Last year </div><div>March - When your dwarf bit me </div><div>April - When I tripped on sesame seeds </div><div>May - First of May </div><div>June - When you put cuffs on me </div><div>July - When I threw up </div><div>August - When I saw the shrunken head </div><div>September - When we skinny dipped </div><div>October - When I quoted Santa </div><div>November - When your dog ran amok </div><div>December - When I changed tennis shoes<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>3. Which food do you prefer? </div><div>Tacos - In your apartment </div><div>Pizza - In your camping car </div><div>Pasta - Outside of Chicago </div><div>Hamburgers - Under the bus </div><div>Salad - As you ate enchilada </div><div>Chicken - In your closet </div><div>Kabob - With Paris Hilton </div><div>Fish - In women's clothing </div><div>Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation </div><div>Lasagna - At the mental hospital </div><div>Hot dog - Under a state of trance </div><div>None of the above - With George Bush and his wife<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>4. What's the color of your socks? </div><div>Yellow - Hit on </div><div>Red - Insult </div><div>Black - Ignore </div><div>Blue - Knock out </div><div>Purple - Pour syrup on </div><div>White - Carve your initials into </div><div>Grey - Pull the clothes off </div><div>Brown - Put leeches on </div><div>Orange - Castrate </div><div>Pink - Pull the toupee off </div><div>Barefoot - Sit on </div><div>Other - Drive out<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>5. What's the color of your underwear? </div><div>Black - My best friend </div><div>White - My father </div><div>Grey - Bill Clinton </div><div>Brown - My fart balloon </div><div>Purple - My mustard soufflé </div><div>Red - Donald Duck </div><div>Blue - My avocado plant </div><div>Yellow - My penpal in Ghana </div><div>Orange - My Kid Rock-collection </div><div>Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper </div><div>None - My John F. Kennedy-statue </div><div>Other - The crazy monk<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>6. What do you prefer to watch on TV? </div><div>Scrubs - Man </div><div>O.C. - Emotional </div><div>One Tree Hill - Open </div><div>Heroes - Frostbitten </div><div>Lost - High </div><div>House - Scarred </div><div>Simpsons - Cowardly </div><div>The news - Mongolic </div><div>Idol - Masochistic </div><div>Family Guy - Senile </div><div>Top Model - Middle-class </div><div>None of the above - Ashamed<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>7. Your mood right now? </div><div>Happy - How awful I've felt </div><div>Sad - How boring you are </div><div>Bored - That Santa doesn't exist </div><div>Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage </div><div>Depressed - That we're cousins </div><div>Excited - That there is no solution to this. </div><div>Nervous - The middle-east </div><div>Worried - That your Honda sucks </div><div>Apathetic - That I did a sex-change </div><div>Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster </div><div>Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men </div><div>Overjoyous - That I'm open </div><div>Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>8. What's the color of your walls in your bedroom? </div><div>White - Your ring </div><div>Yellow - Your love letters </div><div>Red - Your Darth Vader-poster </div><div>Black - Your tame stone </div><div>Blue - The couch cushions </div><div>Green - The pictures from LA </div><div>Orange - Your false teeth </div><div>Brown - Your contact book </div><div>Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs </div><div>Purple - Your old lottery coupons </div><div>Pink - The cut toenails </div><div>Other - Your memories from the military service<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>9. The first letter of your first name? </div><div>A/B - Your photo </div><div>C/D - The oil stocks </div><div>E/F - Your neighbour Martin </div><div>G/H - My virginity </div><div>I/J - The results of your blood-sample </div><div>K/L - Your left ear </div><div>M/N - Your suicide note </div><div>O/P - My common sense </div><div>Q/R - Your mom </div><div>S/T - Your collection of butterflies </div><div>U/V - Your criminal record </div><div>W/X - David's tricot outfits </div><div>Y/Z - Your grades from college<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>10. The last letter in your last name? </div><div>A/B - Always will remember </div><div>C/D - Never will forget </div><div>E/F - Always wanted to break </div><div>G/H - Never openly mocked </div><div>I/J - Always have felt dirty before </div><div>K/L - Will tell the authorities about </div><div>M/N - Told in my confession today about </div><div>O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about </div><div>Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about </div><div>S/T - Get sick when I think of </div><div>U/V - Always will try to forget </div><div>W/X - Am better off without </div><div>Y/Z - Never liked<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>11. What do you prefer to drink?<br /></div><div>Water- Our friendship </div><div>Beer - Senility </div><div>Soft drink - A new life as a clone </div><div>Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo </div><div>Milk - The apartment building </div><div>Wine - Cocaine abuse </div><div>Cider - A passionate interest for mice </div><div>Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations </div><div>Mineral water - Embarrassing rash </div><div>Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism </div><div>Whisky - To ruin the second world war </div><div>Other - To hate the Boston Celtics<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation? </div><div>Thailand - Warm regards </div><div>USA - Best regards </div><div>England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail </div><div>Spain - Go and drown yourself </div><div>China - Disgusting regards </div><div>Germany - With ease </div><div>Japan - Go burn </div><div>Greece - Your everlasting enemy </div><div>Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard </div><div>Egypt - Fuck off now </div><div>France - In pain </div><div>Other - Greetings to your freaky family</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-2179999480323947820?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-7507671113352507552008-10-24T02:56:00.000-07:002008-10-24T03:45:26.996-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SQGcZByQf3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/pgiMTY5I934/s1600-h/scrabble+tiles.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SQGcZByQf3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/pgiMTY5I934/s400/scrabble+tiles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260657793535344498" border="0" /></a><br />I really hate playing with my brother sometimes. In all the years he never bother, being a sore loser or cheated when when ever we play and i always win. He never wins or prove to be a challenging opponent. Even if it was a brand new game that we both have no experience in, ill still be victorious. We always enjoy competing with each other (especially me) and im always the victor.<br /><br />Then we started challenging each other with word board games on the laptop, Boggle was the game. This time he was the victor. I thought it was beginner`s luck but then he just starts winning and no matter how hard i try,i keep losing. End of the day the score was 2:9. I was 2 ><.<br />After a few days of challenging him and only winning a few matches. It was a huge blow to my confidence, especially since it was word games. I mean come on! word games! He won!? Its impossible, I even though i was actually getting dumber somehow!<br /><br />Then i figured it out while i was practicing the game. I notice a hint button........RAWWWRR!! I knew it immediately he used that button and I challenged him again and pressing the hint button in front of him and stared back at his sneaky muggy face. He smiled and ran and a chase ensue!<br /><br />Any who, i was watching him playing games on the laptop today when he suddenly which to scrabble out of boredom. Then he challenged me to scrabble and i happily accepted the challenged. At the start, it was a fine game but with him still leading and me catching up. we both share a few times being the lead. Soon we both got serious, especially me since he won lots of points by luck! Screaming in disbelief as he tried even the dumbest words to gain 23 points! and making me lose a turn and tried the hint button again on me. Soon it was neck to neck but yet again suddenly he gained lots of points and soon i was far from catching up to him. I felt like all hope was lost and my brother even gave me a chance to surrender to avoid humiliation but i denied the offer and continued the game never giving up and grab as many oppurnity to gain points and avoiding him gaining some.<br /><br />Its was close and we were running out of tiles, until i place the word KED. With dumb luck it was a word gaining 26 points and a 13 point lead(placing the words on the triple point square). I was so happy and you should have seen my brothers face!XD. I was in the lead and he started getting desperate. When the game was almost over, my brother`s sore loser instinct kicked in and he used the hint button to reveal him a word. It was unfair so i punished him by passing his turn. Soon we battle over the laptop. His hands grabbed mine and mine grabbed his, struggling for control! Finally i decided just to let him get his points in return i get a chance to press the hint button.He gained lots of points and was in the lead :( but when it was my turn i earn alot of points and continued to to be in the lead! His face was in shocked and soon we fought over the control over the laptop again for the hint button!<br /><br />He stopped and didnt want to play and scolded me for cheating...( can you believe that!? after all this years he never learned! He always sccolded me for cheating!!) There werent tiles left and seems like there were no more moves. I wondered what will happen if he did get the points from the hints. So i let him get the points and he was leading. It was my turn next. My brother hovering behind me watching what will happen. With the help of the hint button i gained the points and WON! there were no more moves on the board!!<br />HAHAH even if he would cheated i still would win! Aww... man i wish i could show you the screenshot but i forgot to take a screenshot! The winning word was CUT ! XD, Hahah im never gonna let that sneaky rat brother of mine forget this. It was the perfect revenge for that boggle thing!<br /><br />Moral of the story! CHEATERS NEVER PROSPER! When the going gets tough Keep on Fighting! Never Give up! Good things happen for those who wait and and... God is merciful! :3<br /><br />In youre FACE! my brother reading my blog ,Im happy :3<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-750767111335250755?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-42473493699509879182008-10-17T10:02:00.000-07:002008-10-17T11:58:58.806-07:00" Today in the war in Iraq is getting terribly fierce. I have news today that a whole camp platoon was eradicated. Most of them didn't survive, some that did are already immediately brought to the nearest medical camp for treatment. Oh! this just in!, horrible news in the nor--"<br /><br />The room became suddenly silent after the television was switch off. Its been a week now since his son called from the military even a letter from him like he usually send every week. It was just a few months ago when he had to leave home and went to the desert war zone of Iraq to defend his country.<br /><br />Greg, His father sits there silently like statue of marble with worry filled in his mind. Day and night he hoped and prayed his son will return home safely and watch the news everyday and every time he watches..it breaks his heart to see so many lives wasted and feared one of those lives would be his son`s.Melody, His son`s daughter sits quietly next to him staring blankly at the sudden black screen of the television slowly turn to look at his grandfather trying to get a glimpse of his face.She knew exactly what was in his grandfather`s mind but she didn't want to lose hope like everyone did.<br /><br />"Hey don't worry. I know dad! he is quite strong" She reassured him. Greg could only look at her and answered with a fake smile. It was difficult for him to face her knowing that she might live her life ,only 16 so young, without her father. Soon he felt he couldn't stay at home all day and remove himself from his chair and picked up his coat and hat, going through the door and to his car facing back to see melody standing in front of him only a few distance apart.<br /><br />"Melody... If you hear any good news about you're father, leave two lights switch on on the second floor" he requested. Melody nodded and soon Greg entered his old Mercedes car and drove off. Its been quite a while since he drove but he was still able to drive well like he used to in his younger days. He passed intersections and traffic lights while thoughts were passing through his head. the traffic was quite light to night as almost everyone sits in their house and watch the news. An hour later he reached his destination. An old theater, The Magoree, still used by theather performers and still manage to attract viewers around the neighborhood. Greg was a teacher of theather and owns The Magoree. He has been teaching all his life and was also a talented pianist<br /><br />In The Magoree , Greg entered through the back door hanging his coat and hat on the hooks beside him and flicking the switches to their on position activating the theater`s lights. Slowly he walks to the stage and there on the stage with him was a grand piano which had not aged since he first played it. Slowly he reached to it and sat down,staring at the clean white and black keys as if it were quite new to him. Slowly and deeply he breathe, gently touching the smooth surface of the keys and positioning his fingers.He started to play the piano. The song was started slow and gentle and soon the volume increase slightly.<br /><br />As Greg played he soon remembered his first piano recital when he was young. Nobles and gentlemen alike would filled the seats to listen to him play. His very first piece he played on that stage was 'Une comptine d'un autre ete'. He was seeing these audience before him and one of them was his finance. He continued playing as the audience one by one disappeared and slowly her finance went on stage and sat next to him. Together they played the piece but soon she had to leave him and gave Greg a small peck in the cheeks as Greg closed his eyes remembering the kisses which were often but now gone as she vanished.<br /><br />Soon his playing took him to when he was a soldier back in World War 2. He hides behind his wall along with his last surviving friend he knew who was bleeding heavily.He immediately rush to his body and carrying him to his chest level as he kneel on the battered battle grounds of Germany. With his friend`s hand on his own. In his dying breathe his friend whispered to him.<br /><br />"Hah even in death ill still be a star my good friend! Even in death ill be twinkling" he joked and pointed up to the starry night sky yet still filled with planes and smoke they were able to see the stars. Soon his hand pointing to the stars collapsed and his eyes rolled. Finally his visions brought him to his memories with his son.<br /><br />"alright! im gonna let go are you ready?"<br />"No, no wait dad! im not don't let go"<br />But Greg had already let go off his grip on the bicycle and his son riding his bike on his own without himself knowing till he look back seeing his dad a mile away.<br /><br />"DAD! DAD! Im riding! im riding!" He yelled but his happiness was cut short when he crash into a tree. Greg rush to his son and tend to his wounds.<br /><br />"rule number one kiddo! Always look where youre going" Greg laughed as he picked up his son and brought him back to the house. Finally his vision ended and his piano piece was close to ending. Realized while others had left him all alone as he lived,he wished that his son would not be next to join them. Finally his song ended.<br /><br />Only a grim face he had as he took back his hat and coat from the hooks and switched off the lights and locking the door behind him. He sighed and massaged his face riding of the sad face he wore, wanting not to worry her granddaughter and drove back home. When he finally reached home, he dared not to exit his vehicle.Wishing he would not repeat his daily activity without his son. He grasped both of his hands together tightly and biting his lip, wishing his wife was still with him today, wanting to feel her comforting touch one last time on this horrid day. After a while finally he opened the car door and took his first steps off the vehicle. His head was low as he walked to his door but suddenly he remembered his dying breathe of his friend and raised his head looking up at the sky looking for his old friend`s star.<br /><br />His eyes were wide and filled with tears. His heart felt lifted and he immediately ran to the door.<br />He did not see a single star on the cleared dark night sky but saw only the Two lights that were left switch on on the second floor of his home.<br /><br /><br />By Nickt<br /><br />Inspired by Five for fighting-Two lights and The piano ( http://www.metacafe.com/watch/52576/the_piano/ )<br /><br /><br />Oh my God is like freaking 3 am! >< im going to sleep...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-4247349369950987918?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-76520720157678247612008-09-28T09:39:00.000-07:002008-09-28T10:39:29.812-07:00So i cant really sleep. Its bothering me you know... i dont know why, i guess is quite interesting for me..i guess.Switching on my pc again -.-..<br /><br />So i have a discussion with kuroru/maguro and chew about who should make the first move, you know what i mean in first move. NO! i dont mean in checkers or chess but seriously as in relationship wise. I had a discussion about this with a friend about this a few days ago and i was against his opinion that It was the LAW that all guys have to make the first move. Wh-what? huh?<br />After discussing with kuroru/maguro and chew about it , i have to admit they have pretty good points and they put my frustration at ease alittle but ladies..<br /><br />I mean it doesn't look wrong, i mean do you really wanna wait somehow he would suddenly ask you or something( ill discuss bout the guys later). its really hard to explain the scene im trying to show but lets say:<br />you get to know this guy ,very close after awhile and you are finally confirm that you have a crush on him and well obviously this guy doesn't know or doesn't notice your attempts. So, you're just gonna wait? I know you girls have your pride and everything but is not really wrong to go for it, i mean the heart knows what it wants, do what you must to make yourself happy. I mean you might be waiting too long, next thing you know the guy already liked someone else and "poof" your opportunity is gone( that sounds like a song). Is not really desperate or anything but i understand you know, its a girl thing. Dont let you're pride blind you for what you really want! Life aint a fairytale, where suddenly you like this guy and magically he likes you too and like as if you both are destine to be together. Its worth a shot you know, just asking the guy. If the guy says no, well move on you know... so my point is , is not illegal for you girls to go ahead and ask or something but i honestly cant blame you cause..<br /><br />You know girls are like Glass china thingys, so beautiful and all and like their material they are made of, their pride is fragile. A small dirt on the china and the shopkeeper doesn't wanna sell such a dirty thing. Girls dont wanna make their move cause is the fear they will be label as a bitch or a whore, back stabber,desperado,a flirt etc(the labeling is the dirt fyi)... I call this the bitch world , Girls are scary. If you guys somehow got into that world you will be label as a player, cheater,ass,douche etc..if you make the wrong move.Beware of teh women wrath!<br />Girls on the streets make the first move is a prostitute/slut, Boom there you go instant label, cause prostitute do that and girls fear being labeled as one. But if that prostitute didnt make her move,tell me how could she earn money?<br /><br />Now the guys...Now obviously we all know that there is a Small, small, small, tiny ,tiny like umm.. 2% chance a girl will make a move on you or 1%,0.01% or 0% and you guys who wait for the girls to make their move are pathetic -.-...are you men!? anywho, yeah seeing ,asking the girl of you're dreams is nerve racking , i know. Relax and go for it. Try to something special! No wait what if i overdid it!? Depends on what are you gonna do? and relax, just dont do anything stupid. It has to be nice and touching and not over dramatically done. There was a man who wanted to marry his girlfriend but wanted to make it special. He and hes buddies came up with a plan and he arrive to his girlfriend working place on a horse and in a knight`s armor and proclaim that he is her knight in shining armor and ask that would she would be his bride.<br />Im not gonna give any tips,Anywho just break that shyness have confidence. I mean you got nothing to lose, if she says no.... My dad`s alcohol is somewhere in the kitchen. You would be over her in no time, i hope<br />It would be really funny and sad if both the guy and the girl like each other and never said anything about it. Ladies and gentlemen take youre chances go for it, Life is without is risk.<br /><br />The guys part is short i know, main problem is that some of us are shy and girls are either shy or something else,they are complicated. Very complicated. I dont even know why i started this dang post! is late is 1:28 am! What am i doing!Hate it when i think too deep you know...i cant find the off switch for my brain.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-7652072015767824761?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-67446709785788178992008-09-27T09:12:00.000-07:002008-09-27T19:27:04.814-07:00In suburbs lived a widow and her son. Her husband died due to a road accident a few months ago. He was a teacher in his son`s school, a well respected teacher both fun and strict, punishing bullies in his son`s undisciplined school but before that, he was a criminal who was sentenced to be lockup in jail till he rot but was set free early on good behavior in time to meet his new born son. Wanting to avoid his son making the same mistake as he did before. He taught his son morals at his school setting a good example while still protecting his son. This change when the family lost him.<br /><br />The child, as he grew started to get into fights more often and his grades from an A to a C. Her mother scolded him almost everyday making his life hard as it is. The mother frustrated from her son`s aggressive ways had told his teachers to punish him as much as they can whenever he did something wrong. This made it harder has he was always in fights with others since he is easily agitated. Also sending him to church 4 times a day, losing available time for him to study for his exams.<br /><br />One day, Her son was convicted of a crime. Her son begged and ask her mother to believe him that he was frame for the crime and hire a lawyer but only to receive no reply from her mother and finally answered him<br />" You should have thought of the consequences, you're just like your father! he was wrong from the very start teaching you! This will teach you a lesson you will never forget"<br />They never spoke to each other after that day..<br /><br />The very next day he was taken away to a boot camp for young teens. When his term was over he never came back home. His mother worried sick called the police and the boot camp about his whereabouts of his son. The search lasted for a year and no one could find him. As days and months past and she got older. Living all alone in her house ,all she could is pray for her son safety praying that he is not dead or a criminal like his father. Everyday she would pray to God that he may send angels to watch over his son and she would rarely eat or sleep. She would be praying everyday and her neighbors would visit her and praying along with her. As her health had worsen, she would endure it and still pray until, finally she collapse. Her neighbors found her body, lying on her bedroom floor with her breath slow and weak and they called the ambulance and they brought her to the hospital. She died before reaching the hospital.<br /><br />She slowly opened her eyes and stood up. She was dress in white and she saw her husband stood before her wearing a white formal outfit but he was different. He was very young somewhere on his 20s, when she first fall for him when they were young. Her husband welcome her to heaven.<br />Before his husband could continue she asked about their son. He told her, he convince the angels not to look after his son when ever she prayed. Furious to hear his husband ignorance about his own son she slapped him so hard that the sound echo through the clouds of heaven. As her tears were starting to fall and his husband only showing a gentle smile while gently rubbing his cheeks. He explain, separating the very clouds they stood.<br /><br />Their son released early for good behavior like he did before but didn't return home and took a train to see his uncle, there he worked for his uncle and became a police man soon after that. Then with a smooth gesture from the man`s hand a vision of the their son from the past was shown to them between the clouds. Their son was proclaimed a hero in school sacrificing himself for starting a fight with the bullies and defended other students. He even save a girl from being sexual harass by the bullies and he was frame by the bullies who he fought to protect the girl of the very crime he did not commit.That very girl became his fiance.<br /><br />The mother collapse on her knees and cried while her husband right beside her comforting her. She cried and prayed once again that her son would forgive her ignorance, not knowing that from the very beginning he was a good person.<br /><br />Meanwhile, in her funeral. Raining lightly, has one by one came to look at her coffin and finally slowly lowering her coffin to the earth burying her body. A young man holding an old photo of the family together smiling happily as his tears fell and landed on the photo. Up in heaven the couple hugged and his husband spoke to his wife "My love, Angels don't watch over Angels".<br /><br />Their son slowly on his knees place the photo on her mother`s grave and prayed.He stood up and turn to his fathers grave which stood beside her mother`s and gave a salute before facing his fiance and their new born baby boy, together leaving the graves and to their new life together with their brand new member of their family.<br /><br /><br />"Angels don't watch over angels"<br /><br />THE END...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Credit rolls<br />Writer: nickt<br /><br />Director: nickt<br /><br />actors:......<br /><br />could be a nice movie you know.<br />This short story is dedicated to chew, without her chain mail i wouldn't be inspired to write this story. Moral of the story is trust one another, trust is what holds people together.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-6744670978578817899?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-64808275224767893732008-09-21T00:43:00.000-07:002008-09-21T04:47:56.898-07:00Its been a while since i post anything but now i finally have something interesting and worth your time to post. Impact!, and im not talking about the impact of a car hitting the wall or the impact when a fist lands on to someones face or the impact of a nuclear bomb exploding.<br /><br />No, im talking about emotional , feeling like impact. That awesome movie you watch at the cinema, it was so good that you cant stand up, felt dizzy and just want to look through the end of the credits and buying the DVD and watching it like multiple times, THATS IMPACT!. when you read a very good book and images swirling around your head , imagining the story which the book told you and then you started to drawing the characters in that book with only the imagination given to you by that very awesome book... well THATS IMPACT!. That Last kiss from your love one as she is now about to step on to train bringing her somewhere far away from you and suddenly after that kiss, all the memories you both shared swirling around and has the train started to move. You chased after it trying to get a glimpse of her through the train window one last time, THATS IMPACT!.......no comment about that last example :3<br /><br />yea.. i watched a good movie today and that movie gave me one those impacts. Wall.E!(bought the DVD 2 times,last one low quality) good movie by pixar whos been making awesome 3d-animated movies and i watched everyone of them but i still wish to see those 2d-animated cartoon movies, like back in the old days. other than Wall.E that gave me those impacts are like 300 after the movie i felt dizzy and everyone started poking each other with sticks and shouting SPARTA!!! and then buying the dvd...skipping the sex scene, i mean jeez, dont put sex scene on my movies unless is nessary! if i want a sex scene, ill go watch "Corn" (300 is nessary though, except hitman OH GOD! that was a horrible movie.) other movies like jackie chan`s new police story, the myth, pursuit for happiness ..etc..etc<br /><br />Movies,Books ,feelings,a painting, a picture, etc etc and even video games can leave an impact.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SNYSLxEZIzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sBVRBJR5ROQ/s1600-h/1434703777_22d4a689c1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SNYSLxEZIzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sBVRBJR5ROQ/s400/1434703777_22d4a689c1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248402409106514738" border="0" /></a> like counter-strike! the swaring, the team work, the yelling, the sounds of guns,the headshots, more yelling,the classic c4,more yelling. after a game you just feel wow! then you start to pretend reloading an imaginary glock-18 or halo! now whats different compare to other first person shooters is awesome the sci fi story, IS like watching a movie! and playing it too and the music! and then you go through the game again in legendary difficulty :3. These impact usually just gets you right in there *points to chest* and you just feel like you wish it would never end! even seeing that sunset and feeling the wind dancing on your hair, it just gets you and makes you feel good to be alive and No , i dont wanna count smoking weed and going crazy an impact -.- , thats an impact too but No. Impacts are... like great memories, unforgettable!<br /> i ever get a job in a company or something...<br />"What our product is lacking currently is...IMPACT!!" *starts slidshow* :3<br /><br />So what impacted you? something or someone? an experience?<br /><br />Someone get me a small wall.e toy...puh-lease >< <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SNYyDfTMkGI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mIcDNDv7lbY/s1600-h/2517257933_75abe4601b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SNYyDfTMkGI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mIcDNDv7lbY/s400/2517257933_75abe4601b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248437451269902434" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SNYSMAS5vvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-gU9wtbc2E8/s1600-h/2517257933_75abe4601b.jpg"><br /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-6480827522476789373?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-36031429208653177482008-09-04T23:13:00.000-07:002008-09-05T00:55:32.967-07:00Me and my mom was at jolibee. We took our seat after i ordered my large coke size but before i could manage to take a sip, Barry took it and ran out to the streets! With flames with my eyes and my face as red as the traffic light when it turns red to stop the incoming cars, I burst full speed chasing barry while he has my coke hostage leaving behind my mom. As soon i went out jolibee, i notice something strange that made me stop on my tracks for awhile....WHEN WAS BRUNEI A HUGE CITY! with roads and crowds! it looked like when i was in singapore! Then i notice that im starting to lose sight of barry has he ran across the road. I quickly ran to him and yet again i notice something strange. When was i a fast runner?<br /><br />I caught up wit him and grab him by his shirt collar and pulled him down to the ground like a policeman chasing a runaway thief." Give me back my coke you &amp;%$#!!" i yelled to his face like a lunatic ,he replyed with a smile and hand it over. I left him there has i return with my large coke at my hands holding it tightly,avoiding anyone attempting to steal it from me again. I return to my seat where my mom still eating her meal. Then i notice barry returned and went to his seat laughing with his friends about me crazy for my coke. As i listen to their laughter, this fueling my anger. I tried to relax but it was no use their laughter was so loud i was surprised no one was annoyed by them. My calm hands became a strong tight fist and my body shaking along with the chair. Finally i couldnt keep it in and burst out of my chair bringing my untouched large coke and threw it at barry. It landed at his face and the liquid all over him. I walk to his table swiftly after the throw and punched him in his face repeatly.<br /><br />But to my surprise, punching his face was like punching a spring matress. It didnt hurt punching his face and every blow i unleashed felt deflected and weak. I got tired and stopped. "YOU OWE ME THREE FIFTY YOU %$@*!!!" I snapped and yet again he just answered with a smile while his friends were backing up avoiding being on my crosshair.I walk back to my seat and was a little dumbfounded noticing my mom was enjoying her meal without a noticing what i did. I ordered another large coke after sighing about regreting punching and being angry. Thinking that i might end up being a murderer or a gangster that i wish i hope i wont be ever in the future. It was childhood fear from a past expreince but then thinking about regrets only continue to boil my anger and without hesitating i grab the large coke from the waiters hands as he was bout to deliver it to my table and threw it yet again at barry.<br /><br />"Oh dear!" i though. It was the wrong person and barry and his friends were no where in sight. I threw it at a strong muscular man and i thought his lips as muscles as well and his ally a fat but huge man, looks like he could eat me whole!. They both were intimitating. "EEEEEEEEEPPPPP!!!" i screamed like a rodent and ran away has fast as i can .I did not dare to look behind or watching out for the traffic and thanks to my newly gain enchanted speed lost sight of them......but i felt like i was forgetting somthing<br /><br />...........<br /><br />So now it was after school and i notice barry leaving the school through the small front gate. Then i felt like a match was lighted and it relights my anger lamp. I dashed to him as quickly as i can while yelling insults at him as i ran. When i got out of the school premises a huge fog suddenly covered the whole place and made my chase harder. I was blinded by the fog and was just walking randomly. When it was finally cleared, I found myself in the mountain tops of ancient china or somewhere. "WTF?" was my first thought in my mine. I continue my journey through the new environment. Suddenly two mysterious men with a black kungfu robe came from the skies and landed on the rocky ground with a loud thud. Their heads slowly raise along with their bodies. They stood up tall and proud making a huge shadow as the sun shone behind them.<br />" YOU DARE THREATHEN OUR MASTER" they spoke in unison with a dark evil voice and prepared a sort of defensive martial arts stance. I was scared at first, backing myself away from them as they started to get closer to me. Then suddenly almost felled back. I notice behind me suddenly the path became a cliff and it was a long way down to the ground, i couldnt even see the ground the fog was covering it.<br />"LEAVE OR DIE" they spoke again in unison. With no possible way to "leave" and still survive. I had no choice but to fight back. I began to hear dramatic rock music in my head. I began to pull back my fighting gloves on my hands and move aside my long hair preventing it blinding my view. I didnt even know i had fighting gloves on or fighting gloves at the first place. I slowly untie my tie and let it hang on my neck and prepared my stance.<br />I move my hand in front of my hand pointing to them and made a gesture to tell them to come to me. "Come on..." i said with full of pride as i grinned at them..<br /><br />.....<br /><br />It was fast, they attacked first together as i leaped and dodge as much as i can, mimicing Steve fox from tekken and counter their attacks whenever i get the chance. One of them fell off the cliff and making the last one unconcious by choking him with my necktie. I continue on and it wasnt long before i met the next opponent. Facing me with his back and wearing a red kung fu robe with a black dragon on it. He was bald and was quick skinny but tall. Now im starting to wonder, why am i fighting with tall people?. He turned around and i saw hes evil face. Both his eyes were white and cleared and he had facial hair covered on his face from his side burns and to his chin. I was cautious and waiting for his next move.He clamps his hand together and prayed like a monk.Suddenly from the very heavens it self, a swords appeared from the sky and landed in between us. I suddenly felt frighten and began to worry. We stood there together looking at the swords and not making any sudden movements. The swords which landed on the ground were a nine ringed sword and a pair of butterfly swords.I analyse each of the swords carefully to understand their strength and their weakness by just looking at them.<br /><br />But before i could fully scan them, A demonic sound came from the man infront of me and he dashed to me and picked up the nine ringed sword all together in a swift motion and tried to slash me with it. I was unprepared and i collapse on my buttocks dodging the attack and i rolled away and grab hold the remaining weapons and face it at his back. I was really scared , my hands were shaking hold the swords . The man heard the clinging sounds of the swords shaking and attacked me while turning around to face me with a smile . I nearly miss dodging the attack. My heart was racing and i nearly couldnt hold my bladder. Tears started to fall out of my eyes a little as the battle goes on most of the time i would be screaming and dodging his attacks.Finally i gave up the fight and threw the swords away infront of me as i ran away from him which was a stupid idea as both the butterfly words landed in front of me blocking my way and scared me silly.Finally i jumped over them and kicked one of them to him.<br /><br />And to my dumb luck the sword kinda when through his heart and he finally collapse and turned to dust as he screamed in a scary demonic way. as i step closer to the location where the man died i found that all remains was a red packet. I picked up and found $3.50 inside it. Wiping the tears of my eyes and feeling proud of my self. I faced the sun as it began to set and yell "GONG XI FA CAI!"....<br /><br />.........<br /><br />I woke up from the dream and glad that it was and immediately got up from my bed and turn on my computer and the sentence keep repeating my head " blog post, blog post, blog post " :L<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-3603142920865317748?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-14301158573427168472008-09-04T06:24:00.000-07:002008-09-04T21:37:05.524-07:00Woo, My birthday coming soon! jeez so fast? i mean the year is about to end and olvls are coming up as well sigh. I cant really enjoy my birthday like this anyways im always lazy to enjoy it to the fullest but my friends just willing to try to make me enjoy it cause is my last year (it seems that everyone cares so much when is the last year) . But i guess they are right so i might have a huge shopping list to do before my birthday and some errands i have to do :L (dang jus cant do my favourite emoticon here)...<br /><br />SOooo Today im making a wish list :3 yeappie a wishlist!<br /><br />1. Fedora hat, those gangster hat back in the beggining of the 20th and 19th century<br /><br />2.Any suit of armor....no reasons :3<br /><br />3.The expensive camera which photographers used to take awesome pictures with. ^^<br /><br />4.A skecthbook with a hard cover , i love Hard covers ^^<br /><br />5. some sort of device that is able to hold pencils and pens<br /><br />4.Lava Lamp....A MUST HAVE<br /><br />5. Table lamp<br /><br />6.board games, i love board games<br /><br />7.puzzle set, :3<br /><br />8. Random but awesome looking stationaries, Never leave me alone in the stationary section...<br /><br />9.Home made food, food that others make for you, i dunno taste better. Mom does it all the time ^^<br /><br />10.Curry...<br /><br />11. LG viewty k990 ^^<br /><br />12.Nice design Knic knaks, like a wooden spoon! or that love cup i have or or a picture frame that is able to change its picture!Colorfull sand in a bottle!<br /><br />13. a puppy :3 you just cant have too many pets..oh a hamster or a guine pig too!<br /><br />14. A new bed..<br /><br />15. A wooden baseball bat, never know how use full this could be<br /><br />16. a hug ^^<br /><br />17.Karaoke party<br /><br />18.Answers for the next olvl exams<br /><br />19.Life time supply of instant noodles, sorry food is all i can think of now.<br /><br />20.Half of the students absent!<br /><br />21.Seeing people happy :3, i dunno why i mention that..<br /><br />22.An expensive keyboard..<br /><br />23.Any gloves including boxing gloves or metal mittens!<br /><br />24.The pencil number 2 or number 7, i dunno maybe im being superticious but i always do my exams with those pencils espeacially with maths.<br /><br />25.An electric toothbrush<br /><br />26.a new pair of socks<br /><br />27.big headphones<br /><br />28.*secret*maths is simple<br /><br />29.A bit more height :L<br /><br />30.Spore the pc game<br /><br />31.Golf Clubs set, dun ask..<br /><br />32.PLAYSTATION3<br /><br />33.Saving someone from a tall building which is burning from a fire<br /><br />34. Help someone in need<br /><br />35.A very nice badminton racket<br /><br />36.pencils that always stay sharp and never breaks<br /><br />37.a football jersey with a number 9 on it and my name ^^<br /><br />38. a simple picture frame<br /><br />39.knee pads<br /><br />40.Seeing everyone in after few years time<br /><br />41.More random knick knacks<br /><br />42.A tekken 6 arcade<br /><br />43.a pool set<br /><br />Haha pretty much bored today.I was like daydreaming what if i was a chef or a photographer, while i was making something to eat...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SMAJ6BI2IWI/AAAAAAAAAEo/S_kdVsbSAL4/s1600-h/IMG_1129.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SMAJ6BI2IWI/AAAAAAAAAEo/S_kdVsbSAL4/s400/IMG_1129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242200858601857378" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SMAJ6L0mh-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/DpbqEdZqXi8/s1600-h/IMG_1131.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SMAJ6L0mh-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/DpbqEdZqXi8/s400/IMG_1131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242200861469738978" border="0" /></a><br />Who knew Food can be soo gud models and look good behind the camera. Look good and taste good yum! Now i know how it feels like to be one of those photographers who take pictures for the recipe books. Bon Appetite!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-1430115857342716847?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-13774274869389835682008-08-28T22:38:00.000-07:002008-08-29T07:45:08.593-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SLfsbs9URqI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/oiiVTsSUEkI/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SLfsbs9URqI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/oiiVTsSUEkI/s400/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239916652137825954" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SLfwNPktb5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/HiuVCKUAx5U/s1600-h/chewy-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SLfwNPktb5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/HiuVCKUAx5U/s400/chewy-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239920801778331538" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SLfwNSwPC4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZGGM3dc_KSA/s1600-h/chewy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SLfwNSwPC4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZGGM3dc_KSA/s400/chewy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239920802631977858" border="0" /></a><br />Mess up quite alot ^^""..but overall is okay. I havnt drawn for so long i though i lost my touch. Got lots of mistakes but i still got it haha!. 3-2 hrs i finished. im getting faster my usual would be 3-4 hrs.<br /><br />Happy Birthday Caschew.. Shes from "australia"..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-1377427486938983568?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-57230265083570310642008-08-19T06:23:00.000-07:002008-08-19T07:01:05.717-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SKrQhyeX1CI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zy-dqaQ4Gt8/s1600-h/artist.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SKrQhyeX1CI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zy-dqaQ4Gt8/s400/artist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236226795675046946" border="0" /></a>Always useful... Ive been starting to sleep more now, i dont think im a night person anymore. Still have exams going on. Kept day dreaming when studying ^^"", oh boy when am i ever gonna learn.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-5723026508357031064?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-204244518526668122008-08-06T07:16:00.000-07:002008-08-06T08:12:14.613-07:00So yea.. weird dream last night, i dont remember much but after that dream i woke up feeling unwell, dry and sore throat, sweating and headache,but yet i still go to school anyways (slept the whole day and even during class). i felt much better now but anyways about the dream.<br /><br />I dreamed about jojo but he was yellow...as in his whole body was yellow in color so was his outfit. I dont remember much, but i think i messed the yellow jojo hard work or something as punishment he force me to do his work that i messed up. I did but then he wanted more and force me to do more. I dunno why that i didnt have a choice but doing his work. It started to get more hectic as he kept giving me more work to do while he screams and repeat the word NILAI! NILAI! NILAI!<br /><br />It was such a werid dream!! I was quite curious of the word Nilai so i ask a few friends. They say nilai is value in malay. I googled nilai n what i found was..<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SJm4Yxsbn1I/AAAAAAAAADw/dhZiy-0HcBQ/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SJm4Yxsbn1I/AAAAAAAAADw/dhZiy-0HcBQ/s320/Picture1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231415177963609938" border="0" /></a><br />What caught my attention from that google search result was the Nilai international university college (wow thats a mouthful), i though it was a omen or something telling me to go to that college but it didnt catch my interest since i see no sign of my course i wanted to take but the apartment there is pretty nice, very very nice.<br /><br />Other than that..umm...oh dad brought home a new cat to the family ^^, ill send pics of it later. Not a very naughty cat like our other one which if im not careful scracthe . gets along with the dogs well but not with our other cat ><. Haha, i guess thats pretty much it about today, exams is only one week away! and i wish everyone good luck !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-20424451852666812?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-64146680703249351092008-08-02T03:56:00.000-07:002008-08-02T05:38:01.399-07:00So when mumu told me that winwin broke up with him a few days ago. I kinda realize sometimes friendship, love relationship or whatever, sometimes just wont fix with just a little comunication and understanding. I mean, life is not a fairy tale sometimes some thing you work hard on just wont go the same way you expected..IF You did work on it -.-<br /><br />So yeah this is more on what if your relantionship with some one isnt well AFTER you tried to fix it of course. i guess i finally understood what did kuroru and shi ming meant when the say "go with the flow". Is really quite a depressing way to say it. Go with the flow. Life is like a race ,if some one is slowing you down and doesnt want to speed up after you tried to talk them to speed up we just have no choice but to leave them. if you stayed you will just suffer. Is like how our teachers say, if a student hate them , forget about him, is their job<br /><br />Remember how i said friends are like leaves, flowers or fruits. Just like leaves, flowers or fruit they can easily taken from the tree but yet the tree still grows new leaves. What im trying to say is sometimes we just cant fix it! Okey lets stop looking at our side for once and think of your friends point of view. maybe he/she thinks you're annoying or cant get along with you well or has a bad history about which makes it hard to get along with you, etc... and sometimes.. well you have to let time solve your problem. to let both or one of you realize your mistakes.<br /><br />Yeah, i know it sucks but move on kay . after all you cant make everyone like you. Be happy with who is left who enjoy your company but just don't let them down this time. Friends are harder to get during you're 20s<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-6414668070324935109?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-47268355099122488862008-07-29T08:53:00.000-07:002008-07-29T10:10:27.077-07:00Hey!! everybody , Lots of people know my blog already. Coming to me saying "hey i didn't know u had a blog". I wanted to talk about my Singapore trip that i went for 2 days. Saw lots of things ,in just 2 days a very nice holiday BUT that's not what i wanna talk about or post about. Maybe next time.*sets.. mood...music...piano..TRAX over the rainbow* ^^ not a song for a party trust me.Oh yeah i have to apologize for all those comment that i didnt reply. I usually notice it late and seems like to late to reply back..so yea<br /><br />Last year on the last day of school. I look at everyone leaving and i felt so heartbroken. I have to admit my time in PDS now called SMSS...Geez ,change the name but the toilet shall always be the same. It rhythms ^^, Any who ( i just used that once okey!, No have "anywho" addiction) So i decided i want a HUGE GROUP PICTURE OF MY FRIENDS! Yeah thats right, A huge picture every one of them. a person missing and ill be depressed. Haha maybe im over my head like usual or overreact but yeah its really cool to have that.<br /><br />Buts thats not what i wanna say. Friends...have you ever though what it actually meant? if you do, why cant you ever keep them close?<br /><br />A good friend of mine once told me this "Do you really wanna lose a friend like her/him?", most of us will be blinded by our anger and never stop and ask our self that, Do you really wanna lose a friend like her/him?. Maybe it was the distance? but before you just give up on your relantionship have you ever ask yourself that question. A friendship is like a love relantionship, each partner has to work on it if not is obviously gonna KA Poot...If you really cant hold most of your friends close to you or even a little or even bother trying to bring them close. Why bother getting friends in the first place. In everyone's life we all know we will die a lonly death. I will too die a lonly death but i know i will have a full house in my funeral..<br /><br />Friends are leaves of tree. I mean all those leaves in the tree is just beautiful. youre close friends as fruits and your most important love ones flowers. Lose all of them and well....ugly tree , cut down..and forgotten.<br /><br />Now of course friends , nothing can compare your family there you're very first leaves in the tree and the very first flowers to grow. They are the one that made you beautiful and who you are.<br />Another friend of mine teach me such a valuable lesson, it was very quite surprising from her. i really grew lots of respect for her. It was on her party when she had a argument with her mother about the guest that she doesn't want her relatives kids to be playing around in her party. They had a big fight and never said anything for a few days. I comforted her tell her mom to let her understand that it was her party. Then she did something better , taking my advice she talk to her mom AND additionally apologize for being selfish. Her mom came to her and said "friends come and go but your family will always love you"<br /><br />those words. haha ill never forget that honestly....sigh haha. Lots of things change after Singapore and also without me noticing myself according to others. Felt like ive been in Singapore for many days and i jus came back to a whole new world.<br /><br />Oh yeah just came back from a party, Amin party, i don't really close to him but it was nice of him to invite me. It was quite boring actually but everyone was there so its okay. A big surprise when jem arrive at the party which i though he wasn't suppose to be. me and mumu were laughing as he came to us cause before at his car we were talking what if he came to the party. Most fun was at the bouncer, i have lots of cramps trying to drag others down along with me when sliding down to the wet pool below and a few scratches from the Velcro on the bouncer as the cover of the slide wasn't fixed. Mumu and jo had it worst, i saw their scars ><. It was kinda of a shame that i left early. Cause you know parties gets exciting when it gets late VERY EXCITING, even bring along my dancing clothes XD. Aw well..<br /><br />anyways getting late like one-ish.might not be posting for awhile you know study study study. seriously must be the song! Worth the download i guess. you have no idea how hard is to find the song.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-4726835509912248886?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-18928183968281133942008-07-21T08:14:00.000-07:002008-12-11T09:47:35.563-08:00Wow theres lots of drama today, especially for winwin(life preserver) i hope shes okey. Is close to the end of the year and lots have been going on! other than that i haven't watch batman yet sigh. Gonna watch it on Thursday hope that is still showing on that day. Hey! who wants to join me...but anywho i really should stop putting anywho in my post i have over used it quite alot ever since jovan started to use it , it became quite addicting and easier way to move on to other topic without sounding like your throwing words around.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SISzuzrI9fI/AAAAAAAAADg/R7vS_ZF4V6c/s1600-h/b_l_burette_set1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SISzuzrI9fI/AAAAAAAAADg/R7vS_ZF4V6c/s320/b_l_burette_set1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225499084383122930" border="0" /></a>anyw--....i mean , Dang it this morning i broke my pipette. You know that stupid freaking rubbery thingy-mah-giggy need to suck up the chemicals . 70% always doesnt work. I dunno why but im like the only one usually going back and fort trying a new ones to see wheather it works . After my 5th rubbery thingy-mah-giggy the 6th one worked!!. A Moment of happiness ! too bad it didnt last long.. suddenly the liquid stop half way and then sir bubbles started to bubble around my pippete messing it up so i decided to take out the R.T.M.G (the Rubbery Thingy-mah-giggy)..<br /><br /><br />OH GASP! ITS STUCK OF ALL THE LUCK IT GOT STUCK... I was starting to get really really frustrated and angry after several attempts or taking it out. I know the R.T.M.G is mocking me! calling me weak , a foolish person<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SIS1b6GqlrI/AAAAAAAAADo/X39nGWAJ2_M/s1600-h/incredible_hulk_ultimate_destruction_strong.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SIS1b6GqlrI/AAAAAAAAADo/X39nGWAJ2_M/s320/incredible_hulk_ultimate_destruction_strong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225500958714926770" border="0" /></a><br />RAwr!<br /><br />CRACK!!<br /><div style="text-align: center;">O.O...dam thats really one tough R.T.M.G. Its still stuck and i broke my pippete ..<br /><div style="text-align: left;">Wow..i knew sooner or later ill break my equipment but who knew i broke it myself instead of an accident or silly mistake. "GOOD!" i hear teacher puteri from the distance...Sigh.. Luckily i didnt scratch my self from the broken pipette. Then Chocolate cake(mumu) hand me a better R.T.M.G saying he notice my anger. If he did why didnt he stop me from breaking it! In the end no one manage to take out the R.T.M.G stuck on my broken piece of my pipette ><. I hope that wont happen again during exams practical.. My $5 Flew away.. : (<br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-1892818396828113394?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-3446700388011335712008-07-18T08:19:00.000-07:002008-07-18T09:01:47.164-07:00SOO... LEts begin another post! So im watching this movie called "the inconvenience truth" about global warming and stuff. By Al Gore .Now this teach me more about global warming and how freaking scary it is, Is like watching a horror,indy,documentary movie all at once. Also i understand why there were random people on the internet telling ppl to vote for Al Gore or how much they like him, Cause i like him too, awesome politicion . But we didnt watch it all, most are skip to the juicy part by our teacher. Since we only had an hr to watch it.<br /><br />The Best parts were the polar part which i expect to climb on top the remaining ice on the cold water and zoom out but instead showed that the ice he was trying to get on broke to pieces and the polar bear tried to get on the smaller pieces of ice but it broke as well. This got me right "there" it got me so good. I nearly shed a tear and another part which i can say; if i hav bladder problem ill pissed my pants in fear : the hurricane part and espeacially the estimated parts of land in the world that will be underwater if the whole ice caps melted. SCARY!!!!! i had goosebumps watching it and my whole body was trembling or was it a playful friend adding more tense by hiting my chair behind me ><.<br /><br />So now <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">im</span> thinking....and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">reminiscing</span> , when i was a kid, i actually cared about the environment (Captain Planet was a really cool show back then but heart shall always be.....the stupidest power) cause well i wanted to travel. Seeing all those beautiful trees and flowers ,experiencing winter and autumn. I mean im an artist ,imagine all i left to draw are artificial trees,Stuffed animals, Coal plant and a dried up river. Woah, that sure is a beauty,Crikey!(sarcastic). I mean the world is a such a beautiful place and im gonna missed it all and can only see it in pictures and nothin else...<br /><br />Then after that, A friend of mine ,weena! her stuff was stolen. Wallet,Camera and her mobile phone. See such a cheerful person everyday at class and seeing her once break down in tears is really a horrid sight. All i could do is sit next to her and comfort her. The teachers were alerted but theres really nuthin i and they can do. Feeling this helpless sucks, seeing her cry sucks, she was so disheartened....i nearly cried along with her. I was pissed too, who could have stolen it.<br /><br />Time To Play Detective!<br />I Have high Belief that it was one of the cleaner staff and less on the students. Well onlee form 3 and form 5 on friday classes right? i think and we watch the movie during other classes were starting right? so if it was so a other student being excuse from class to steal weena`s stuff and it will be a stupid idea to bring her stuff back to class wont everyone notice and even if he did manage to hide it, people can notice items bludging out of his or her clothes anyways cause is alot then again could be more than one is excuse but how can be when she didnt let anyone noe about her stuff she brought with her.<br /><br />The staff, has to be.. could be. No one check most of them and when we return to class after the movie, a cleaner women suddenly came to our class for a short while...SUCPICOUS!!! ALso!!! they can easily hide things since no one suspect the cleaners or the cleaners suspect others. Besides thers not many cleaners during friday so a chance to go unnoticed and their pants could which they could wear any could hold and hide and also he might have a small bag with him AH HAH!!!<br /><br />Many people lost their stuff and no one was ever caught maybe a few i dunno. I can remember when i was a kid we were robbed. Money was gone , police came and solve nuthin but at least they found my mom`s purse EMPTY i give them credit for that (SARCASTIC!!!) . What Brunei needs a Detective! and im gonna give them one...(nah i cant be serious). I hope teacher ronnie gets to the bottom of this. After all that and tution and the day just get worst with no one to watch the batman movie with. Wanted to watch wall e but it wasnt showing anymore... so yea...haiz...times like these i need curry or dim sum...or kriztina`s brownies(which taste like cloud 9 chocolate mmm..)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-344670038801133571?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-39591726218407087352008-07-15T08:40:00.000-07:002008-12-11T09:47:36.096-08:00So There i was printing a photo for Chris-top-her a friend of mine who's birthday recently pass and i have not given a present yet. It was a lonely night , I was practically doing nothing this whole this whole day only delaying my work ,Oh! and watch this very nice movie call " Call For Love"<br /><br />About a Divorcee trying to find love again from a stranger who gave him a magical phone that has 9 buttons each button only works once and he will meet different girls, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">every time</span> he press each. there he will learn about relationships and stuff.. a very funny and romantic story. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Anywho</span> yeah tonight just a few chat with few buddies and all. Ive notice a increase of chatting with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">jem</span> and this increase suspicion of him to me. His always scheming and no im not paranoid ><<br /><br />Kuroru cheered up from her depression thanks to kriz and jem ,when she mention jems blog with Big Caps that brighten up her day, i began to become very curious and take a look .Blah blah blah Batman, Engrish... oh a more detailed why he is grounded, demoted to my first phone. Ah the memories of my first phone; dirty ,ugly, never really use it XD. Oh! he has.. a Gay cousin ...the first thing that came to my mine was When the *&amp;#@ did he had a gay cousin. Woah woah he has a gay cousin. Jem and gay dont fix very well like the time him and alister were in the same class, chaos was always between them.<br /><br />SO Now i have a paper jam great, 5 times actually , the 4 th time i almost broke it. I was determine to get the print job done for Chris-top-her. So after trial and error my lousy printer seems to have problem getting the photo paper in and printing it. I have to force my fingers in to the printer to push it. Of course my hands were too big and i got a loss of skin here and there , force my hands to much i guess. Wasted tons of ink and photo paper which are not cheap including the ink and the printer is dirty with ink inside. I manage to get a pretty good pic printed out but part of the side was white so i tried again wasting some more but couldnt get a better pic than a alredy had. I hope Chris-top-her apperciate this cause i had a rough time at this... my hands are dirty and is getting veery very late...1-ish then i realise something<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">WHY DIDNT I GO TO THE PHOTO SHOP AND LET THEM PRINT OUT MY PICTURE....DAM!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SHzYf9lwR3I/AAAAAAAAADY/E10MaGWpU04/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SHzYf9lwR3I/AAAAAAAAADY/E10MaGWpU04/s320/DSC00032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223287711463393138" border="0" /></a><br />9 Failure pics....Hey my Favourite number 3<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-3959172621840708735?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-47419840575303310712008-07-12T08:40:00.000-07:002008-12-11T09:47:36.605-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">I dunno felt like it was? woo! i just feel usually happy today but anywho...Yeah, today was unusually fun for me, playing a prank on a the oar(kriztina) who , haha unfortunately found out so yea not so much. We pretend that one of us fallen in love with her. I know her well cause she was again trying to avoid the question like usual.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SHjpLrONjXI/AAAAAAAAADI/YeWGaA0waWA/s1600-h/IMG_0635.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SHjpLrONjXI/AAAAAAAAADI/YeWGaA0waWA/s320/IMG_0635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222180154726255986" border="0" /></a>Yeah! thats us after computer<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />yeah, all day we are just talking about cartoons and laughing like crazy about spongebob and fairy odd parents. They are just such instant classic! Oh i also took a group photo but im gonna use that for somthing and i cant reveal it !! Anyways gonna make this short and simple cause too lazy and too sleepy. Suppose to play randomly the piano always late night but is like one now.. XD mom think it was a ghost last time i played, i heard her door opening and i hide :3 im a naughty boy<br /><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SHjpL8Dr_CI/AAAAAAAAADQ/kvziGXr2yLw/s1600-h/IMG_0645.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SHjpL8Dr_CI/AAAAAAAAADQ/kvziGXr2yLw/s320/IMG_0645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222180159245515810" border="0" /></a><br />On my way back home from school.A rainbow! and i had my camera! awesome!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">yea.. Okey im done! told you im gonna make it simple! Enjoy this clip !<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bZBHZT3a-FA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bZBHZT3a-FA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-4741984057530331071?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-51692849176369877842008-07-09T08:15:00.000-07:002008-07-09T08:45:57.917-07:00I felt unusually happy today back at school. I dont know why , i just felt like that. Anywho i decided to apologize to the life preserver(winwin for those who dunno) after a long and my first feud with someone and a scolding from her chocolate cake (mumu ,the cakes all brown and dark on the outside but when u cut the cake is sweet in the inside and delicious too) ,I guess he was right ,i was being stubborn and all .Being blinded by my anger and even though life preserve send me a apology letter and i was still mad at her. I knew i dont want to lose a friend like her, so i totally lost the reason of being angry. People makes mistakes, forgive and forget.<br /><br />I dont felt like facing her or sending a letter so i decided to send an offline message in her messenger. I set up my mood, thinking on what to type and all and with music :Apologise by onerepublic. Finally i was all ready to type. I was so in the moment, typing and typing i put how i felt about the arguement and other things. I was half way done when all of the sudden...<br /><br />*TING! Winwin is online* AWww..Crap of all the time she has to come online . It was so embrassing! then she replyed and i have no choice but to face her. She was quite happy that we were friends again, it was quite uncomfortable for me as i keep chating with her,she keep apologising and i forgot what i said but i guess i was apologising as well. When we finally settle down, it was awkard and none of us said a thing in the conversation window. We never had anything to say to each other most of the time online. It was very uncomfortable because i felt like i wont be talking to winwi--i mean the life preserve the same way i used to before, i feel more of a sudden uneasy feeling and repel talking to her.<br /><br />Whew! Then she said she when off to study and will see her at school. We said our goodbyes and im left with the "gibilies"....I dont wanna go to school tomorrow cause i gain a life preserve phobia now..<br /><br />Lamp Post: Tall and skinny but has a bright personality<br />Chocolate Cake: Brown and dark on the outside but sweet and delicious inside<br /><br />I made them up , no more ideas how to express people with objects XD<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-5169284917636987784?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-80188351965227040622008-07-02T08:51:00.000-07:002008-07-02T09:33:26.945-07:00Ummm ... please ignore that last post ^^"", i said weird things i guess , i was sleepy so i wasnt thinking straight XD. Okey anywho, Wasnt the best of day today, i got pissed at the life preserve . Yea hm.., maybe i shouldnt have post about that but kinda too late for that isnt.<br /><br />And..maybe a bit angry with her chocolate cake. Yea im using code names, easy to figure out. Sick and tired of them forcing me to say things that im hesitated to say. I dont get angry and i dont like to be. My mind will be occupied by my anger and i might end up saying or doing something i might regret. Maybe i need anger management session. Its really difficult to calm down when you get angry, all i was thinking was violent things . There were times i got it at peak and end up doing things like shouting at my friends and doing a roundhouse kick to Mr.panadol. Luckily i got back to my seat before it reach my limit. Well after a whole day of thinking and a little cheer up at tution( teacher was so kind to offer us free food at mcdonalds and no work) i dunno wheather im mad or not anymore but more of like both mad and upset.<br /><br />Geez.. i dont want to go to school tomorrow. Sooner or later i have to face them again since being my classmates and all. I actually knew that sooner or later that ill have an arguement again with life preserve cause sometimes shes well...i cant say with saying any mean things. Yea me and the life preserve argued before and about the same thing. I dunno for me she seems a bit changed. Kinda weird cause i was talking to 2 of her friends when their relantionship with her was strain and talking to them to make up,didnt do much somehow it just happen and they are back together.She really hate me saying nevermind ,hesitating what i was about to say and also making others hate me for saying that. You use how much pressure im having just because i dont want to say something. The think is...i might say something stupid or not right and before i realised it i alredy called that person. Makes me of a time when i just dunno when to shut up. Someone wanted critique so i give them one and i didnt know that i demotivate that person so much until she told me and maybe that made me stop what im doing and demotivate me as well and gaining the repetitive use of the horrid word that no one wanna hear from me "nevermind".<br /><br />Am i a bad friend because i dont wanna say something and wanting to keep it too myself. Do they really care so much just to hear me out. I really dunno anymore but im still mad , Blind Fury. I dont wanna go to school i might blow up again and make it worst and theres the changing of seats that our teacher will soon decide , a chance of even more choas by siting next to her or close to her.After all this, all i could think about is karaoke.. . I guess is too take off the weight on my chest.<br /><br />UAGDJbsabasknkoNKKN"NKKNAENK!!!!!!!! Wooo..*breathe In* Breathe out*. Then again i feel like wanting to take the blame and just end it alredy but there will always be a strain in the friendship. Whatever sucks to be a good guy when you always try to make things right...Fucking Bullshit ,Im pissed dont think an apology will make it feel all better.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-8018835196522704062?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-76662908672467335892008-06-30T07:18:00.000-07:002008-12-11T09:47:36.806-08:00Monday , Sheesh... This morning i had to have any emergency repair in my knee , so i twisted it a little but end up doing it too hard so...CRACK! It works but that was mind numbing painful i though i got stab on the knee with a cleaver or something. I wasnt limping like the last 2 days where it just hurt to bend especially went climbing up the stairs but still have these sharp pains . I guess im okey no doctor for me and waste a whole year without a xray.<br /><br />I always have these instincts of...feeling when something bad is gonna happen , well i have a daydream nightmare (dont ask) it was a bit heart starling dream. I dont want to say anymore bout it. Monday , Just weird today... awkard and quiet its just disturbs me ,even in school!<br /><br />Im so unusually sleepy today lots on my mind, Oh haha im grumbling..again ^^"". times like this i just i always wanted those little plushie just to squeesh for comfort. Oh like the one at the mall! a white plushie of a tiger. Sure ill buy it my self but thats just freakin weird now is it for a guy to buy somthing like that. Dunno i just like to hug stuff , whats worst is i dont get hugs from mom or dad, said i was too old.. WTF!! man! you know whats family love TT___TT.Huh? Hug my bro?, eh...nah too awkard unless hes leaving for something. OOps said too much but what the heck just saying things whats on my mine . Just treating more of the blog like a journal to me. Im soooo..weird Sheesh im so troubled. Why cant i just in my life and be like timon and pumbaa. HAKUMATATA! PEOPLEZ NO WORRIES<br /><br />Anywho Random Pics!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGj1s5vATRI/AAAAAAAAADA/eCikOJ7dfnE/s1600-h/IMG_0602.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGj1s5vATRI/AAAAAAAAADA/eCikOJ7dfnE/s320/IMG_0602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217690320069741842" border="0" /></a><br />Grocery store yesterday,My Jaw Drop when i saw this. I was like special offer WOW! i pick some and limp my way over to my moms basket*doki, doki,doki,doki* (limping sound effects :3)<br /><br />Mom: Hey! no! where not gonna have these again, youve been eating to much of these now put them back !<br /><br />Me: But Mom..<br /><br />Mom: No buts!<br /><br />Me:eheh you said bu---i mean fine ill pay for myself *doki,doki,doki*....aw crap no wallet.<br /><br />Anywho she only bought one..--.-- . Hope tomorrow is better *pull sleeves up* i have some things i have to take care of ...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-7666290867246733589?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-57788397010683354692008-06-29T06:21:00.000-07:002008-12-11T09:47:38.034-08:00Sorry got nothing to post today , wanted to post something about arashi or somthing dont remember anywho.. gonna just dump my favorite youtube videos i watched long time. Its been in my bookmarks ever since...<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v0zgQAp7EYw&amp;hl=en"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v0zgQAp7EYw&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CNP5erCmYcQ&amp;hl=en"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CNP5erCmYcQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rfqNXADl3kU&amp;hl=en"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rfqNXADl3kU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">these are the cutest videos in my bookmark, Ill show more of the videos i have in my bookmarks for another time for now GASP! so random pics at krizzy`s brothers partee</div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGeXkNfoOqI/AAAAAAAAACo/RcTgmr9MgQ4/s1600-h/IMG_3277.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGeXkNfoOqI/AAAAAAAAACo/RcTgmr9MgQ4/s400/IMG_3277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217305341685414562" border="0" /></a>The Trio J.J.N<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGeXj120FgI/AAAAAAAAACg/IFjzhhpSXWk/s1600-h/IMG_3272.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGeXj120FgI/AAAAAAAAACg/IFjzhhpSXWk/s400/IMG_3272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217305335340209666" border="0" /></a><br />Me and the oar , i mean kriz posing for a pic<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGec46sVXiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Z1d7FsloQLs/s1600-h/IMG_3263.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGec46sVXiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Z1d7FsloQLs/s400/IMG_3263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217311194973822498" border="0" /></a><br />The life preserve and the oar XD awu awu i mean kriz and winwin.You just cant leave for a cruise without then XD<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-5778839701068335469?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-88296420615378719782008-06-28T07:53:00.000-07:002008-12-11T09:47:38.623-08:00UGh...eh, Ouch ! yea when to krizzy`s twin brothers partey all swimming and stuff haha. It was awkward eating with krizzy`s relatives. She just leaves us there on the table me ,jevs and jov while winwin and krizzy when to eat some other table. No words were spoken, just weird and awkard stares and looks. We did nothin much there were just there to keep krizzy company during the party. jov and jevs wanted to swim but i was a kids party so...yea it will be pretty much plain weird. Not one of us swim on the party except the kids and all. We said our goodbyes and left at 6, jov left earlier before any of us.<br /><br />Came back home sweet home and check they gift basket i receive from the party. Oh goodies ^^. All was snacks and stuff but other than that i got this awesome CUP!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGZeIj3CeTI/AAAAAAAAABg/w_XrgXWMlLg/s1600-h/IMG_0599.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGZeIj3CeTI/AAAAAAAAABg/w_XrgXWMlLg/s320/IMG_0599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216960719513352498" border="0" /></a> Its a dang Love cup with a Skull...whatever anyways cool gift. Krizzy party always have cool gifts and knick knacks. like a glass rose that i once had on her sweet 16 birthday party...i broke it TT___TT<br /><br />Oh sprain or broken something on my knee after doing push ups and stupidly doing taekwondo moves (i was in taekwondo classes when i was a wee child, parents got me out of there when i was only a yellow belt) , Kicking left and right then CRACK! i fell on the floor . OOooh...I seriously broke something! Panic i rush to the pc and sign in to my msn (oh yea nick thats such a freaking nice idea...Sarcasm) and thats like what my 2nd broken bone?(broke my thumb long time ago , go into a fight and yeah still hurts when i move it)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">At first calm and relaxed conversation with friends then began to be a bit hectic then calm then hectic and then super hectic the conversation keeps coming and coming i dunno what to do.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGZhfz0jVlI/AAAAAAAAABo/1g3GIE53-ZA/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGZhfz0jVlI/AAAAAAAAABo/1g3GIE53-ZA/s400/Picture1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216964417469765202" border="0" /></a><br />Theres more window converstion than you think...i just closed some in state of panic<br /><br /></div> I used the chicken way out and just when offline ><(happens alot at night but this time is rare, it was choas) because i soon starting to get a huge pain in my back head. Another headache gasp! didnt use panadol just when straight to bed.<br /><br />As soon as i woke up, the headache i still felt i drag my self to the pc which hurts cause of my broken knee. I think i really broke something there anywho and sign in to check my offline messages<br /><br />"NICK!!"<br />"aw dont be sensitive com bac"<br />"you suck nick"<br />"nick!!!"<br />"hey nick you left you cannot endure kah"<br /><br />Im not sure but pretty much sums it all up, accidentally closed the offline messages so i really didnt know exactly. I have such good friends ^^(mixed emotions of happiness, sadness and sarcasm). I have no idea wat i just said anywho, ill either be getting an xray or no xray and just wait to see wheather my legs heal. Grumble ,grumble yea i know totally weird huh? At least is not all bad, i love u love cup ^^ *hearts* anywho... yea instant noodle break.. gonna travel all the way to the kitchen yup and back ...ow...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-8829642061537871978?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-85508387539783673562008-06-27T09:02:00.000-07:002008-06-27T09:16:50.449-07:00SOOOOOO......FUlll Of Excitement cant see the keys trial and error inn the dark. Obviously i fix the spelling but no full stop or commas. cause its dark.....and IM HAPPY. Sry im werid now not suppose to ><...haha<br /><br />Anywho i got a call from a fren jevs for an emergency "guys night out" and umm..yea at night it was eight.So they pick me up and we drove to teh mall okey...it was so werid tat night THer were crowding wit cars it was so werid. usually is crowded on saturday or sunday but it was dam pack everywhere .we used the underground parking it was also freking pack .But luck was on our side and yea we manage to find a parking lucky us.<br /><br />It was onlee me ,jov,jevs and roundy. We were watching WANTED and i tel u it was AWESOME .IVE never seen Such an Awesome movie ever in my life since 300. It was all action and full of violence. Im not gonna spoil it and other than the action n non stop violence the story is pretty gud very very gud...<br /><br />We came out all giggety like , i dunno is like a feeling of speechless and stiffness every time u watch a good movie and coming out of the cinema. It was awesome...folowing jevs to the cinema on the way i saw alot of preetty cute gi--- i mean yea we went to the guys toilet to do wat guys do ther...u noe powder our noses and stuff guys stuff man!.<br /><br />In the toilet , was also pack and no one seems interested in locking the toilet door and leaving it half open and i nearly end up a embarassing situation because of it . Anywho yea we got out of the toilet and said our gud byes..yea and im here. Jevs driving was not bad --.-- i wanna drive to.<br />I was always afraid of driving cause all the dangers but tat was when i was a kid this is now. But somtimes there is always no need to drive and use our feet saving fuel and the environment. kill to birds wit one stone they say. Knew we should park at the fish market...<br /><br />anywho sry ive im a bit overreacting haha but the movies great anyways. Awesome ,go watch it...nice...i didnt do any of my homework...night<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-8550838753978367356?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-81115361987113871362008-06-26T23:10:00.000-07:002008-12-11T09:47:39.308-08:00Last Night I was bored to death trying to find something to do, Surfing the net, exploring the depths of information and what do i find...Absolute boredom .Hahah i guess i was so bored my emotions got numb .After exploring what i could find in the interweb i decided to explore my computer and pendrive. Deleting useless stuff here and there and found old games i have never realised i have . Then i found this..<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGSNo9QRUsI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0Xho9iwM2Ro/s1600-h/sparta_by_Nickt.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGSNo9QRUsI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0Xho9iwM2Ro/s400/sparta_by_Nickt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216450003178967746" border="0" /></a>I almost forgot about this drawing!It when was i watch 300, it was so awesome a movie of that can calm the guys trist for action. Haha memories ever since i started sketch class...its an old pic so theres a few mistakes i think. I did this on my computer with my tablet. Its not easy to do sketch on the computer ><. Brings back memories then i got a little excited after that so i when deeper into the depths !!! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGTEp7NRE7I/AAAAAAAAABI/FZx4ucIC7sI/s1600-h/piano_by_Nickt.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGTEp7NRE7I/AAAAAAAAABI/FZx4ucIC7sI/s320/piano_by_Nickt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216510492948894642" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGTFhMaltBI/AAAAAAAAABQ/tD4HnqmkrnM/s1600-h/Acouple_by_NIckt.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGTFhMaltBI/AAAAAAAAABQ/tD4HnqmkrnM/s320/Acouple_by_NIckt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216511442460980242" border="0" /></a>Well these are some of the pics of mysterious hidden files, filled with all my artwork and other stuff and i have no idea why i kept it hidden! So this is what i did everyday XD. Then i found this horrible horrible pic,<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGTHkBUMeXI/AAAAAAAAABY/JtoQ3lC0wIU/s1600-h/flave_vs_gilen.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGTHkBUMeXI/AAAAAAAAABY/JtoQ3lC0wIU/s320/flave_vs_gilen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216513690044234098" border="0" /></a>AHHH!!! no see! no see! see ...ehhehe^^"" yeah... if you draw an have improve after time and after a few years and found my deviantart account full of these embarrasing pics. Looking back to your old work is as embarrassing and painful as you looking through your baby pictures with your parents,relatives,friends and pets in a big wide screen tv. Yet i dont dare to delete it because is like deleting your history i like to remember the past but of course fight for the future! Anywho thats last night lets go on to today! umm but lets leave it for the next post ^^im done for now..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-8111536198711387136?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-86138130673337519922008-06-25T08:22:00.000-07:002008-06-25T09:32:12.913-07:00Yeah, headache during schoo almost felt like i wanna puke but luckily my dad was on the nick of time to pick me up before i got any worst. Have to take panadol (not a fond of using it) and slept the whole afternoon.Didnt work got up still having an headache. Haha but after all that i still manage to play my computer XD and have a little chat with good friends who help me forget about it.Haha dont worry im fine , im strong ^^. Nothing to post really dont really want to post about my headache. Supposedly to post crazy but awesome designs of different musical instrument but kuroru beat me to it and we already have too many coincidence ^^"".<br /><br />Yea! I know top 5 places i really wanted to travel that sounds fun, Okey!<br /><br /><br />1.Alaska- for the husky dogs :3 and the snow<img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /> <div class="thumb tright"> <div class="thumbinner" style="width: 182px;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Malamute_pup.JPG" class="image" title="A Malamute pup"><img alt="A Malamute pup" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/3/36/Malamute_pup.JPG/180px-Malamute_pup.JPG" class="thumbimage" border="0" height="161" width="180" /></a></div></div> Cute right, huskies are like my most wanted pet breed to have hanging around at my home ^^<br /><br />2.Japan - The Sakura trees and the ramen, ^^<br /><br /><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:SakuraHealed.png" class="image" title="SakuraHealed.png"><img alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/9/93/SakuraHealed.png/250px-SakuraHealed.png" border="0" height="188" width="250" /></a><br /><br /><div class="thumb tright"> <div class="thumbinner" style="width: 182px;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Soy_ramen.jpg" class="image" title="Shōyu (soy sauce) ramen"><img alt="Shōyu (soy sauce) ramen" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/f/fc/Soy_ramen.jpg/180px-Soy_ramen.jpg" class="thumbimage" border="0" height="135" width="180" /></a></div></div><br /> <div class="thumb tright">It will be so awesome eating ramen under a sakura tree. Never tried ramen but that doesnt stop me from doing it.<br /></div><br />3.France - Bonjour, Ho ho hor . For the art museum and people actually drawing on the pavement and no one bother them and their work of art.<br /><br /><div class="thumb tright"><div class="thumb tright"> <div class="thumbinner" style="width: 182px;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Moli%C3%A8re_-_Nicolas_Mignard_%281658%29.jpg" class="image" title="Molière is the most played author in the Comédie-Française"><img alt="Molière is the most played author in the Comédie-Française" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/f/fe/Moli%C3%A8re_-_Nicolas_Mignard_%281658%29.jpg/180px-Moli%C3%A8re_-_Nicolas_Mignard_%281658%29.jpg" class="thumbimage" border="0" height="224" width="180" /></a><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;">Imagine this as soon as you step out of your house XD</span><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span></div></div></div></div><br />4.Thailand - They have a freaking amazing holiday where you just spray people with water..how amazing is that!<br /><br />No pics.. but! This holiday is called the thai new year so yeah is practically a thailand version of the new year holiday!And i love New years is my most favourite holiday. Imagine youre in a party in thailand counting down till midnight and then splash each other with water XD. too bad for the guys house though ^^""" and is not all bout water splash but also praying respect to elders and other stuff. Both Noble and fun holiday!<br /><div class="thumb tright"><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><div class="thumbinner" style="width: 182px;"><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Asuwa1520x1038.jpg" class="image" title="Sakura at Asuwa River, Fukui, Fukui, Japan"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></a><br /></div><div class="thumbcaption"><br />5.Somewhere in greece -<br /><br /></div> </div> </div><b>Finally a truly EPIC instrument</b><br /><br />Bored of the tinny sounds your little piano or guitar makes? In the mood for something as big and mysterious as the ocean itself? Come to Zadar, Croatia, and listen to <b>"The Sea Organ"</b>. Giant 70 meters long instrument has 35 pipes and resonating underwater cavity - they interact with tides and wind to produce the deep, entirely natural sounds.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.oddmusic.com/gallery/om24550.html"><img style="margin: 10px 10px 0px 0px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1033/1317062157_5b489b122a.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Designed by award-winning architect Nikola Basic and built in 2005, this project is not only extremely popular with tourist, but also a welcome redeeming feature for what was once an ugly concrete-enclosed waterfront.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.oddmusic.com/gallery/om24550.html"><img style="margin: 10px 10px 0px 0px; width: 425px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1371/1317949036_191dbc047a.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Such nature-affected instruments are often called "aerophones", and at any given moment listeners can hear at least five pipes played in harmony by the waves and wind movements. This <a href="http://www.oddmusic.com/gallery/om24550.html">page</a> has a sample of "sea Organ" sounds.<br /><br />The air holes "breathe in" the wind along the shore, and the pipes hidden deep underwater make lower sounds.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.oddmusic.com/gallery/om24550.html"><img style="margin: 10px 10px 0px 0px; width: 425px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1039/1317948866_2897ef12c7.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.oddmusic.com/gallery/om24550.html"><img style="margin: 10px 10px 0px 0px; width: 425px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1022/1317948494_1157dca91c.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">(image credit: <a href="http://www.oddmusic.com/">OddMusic</a>)</span><br /><br /><b>Aeolian Wind Harp</b> is the only other instrument comparable in its aural majesty to the "Sea Organ" - a grand Aeolian harp is very rare instrument, first introduced ages ago in Ancient Greece. A perfect choice for the "Myst/ Riven" game sound effects.<br /><br /><br />A Must go for me...maybe i should have put it in number one. I have never traveled far away to other distant countries before honestly. Only traveled to my hometown in Malaysia ,kuching every chinese new year and its capital, kuala lumper once.Sad huh...yea dont kinda like life in a nutshell ><<br /><br />Yea kinda random for a guy who has an headache...well im done again night<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-8613813067333751992?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-576659449152730072008-06-24T07:54:00.000-07:002008-12-11T09:47:39.764-08:00Tonight i was met lots new people again thank to a little friend ,Cat Rice. I enjoy meeting new people and is very much of a hobby of mine but i hope i wont be going overboard cause i do not like to have too many friends none of them im close with and thats just sad. One of them ask me about making a series or something, a movie you can say. I immediately volunteered wanted to get behind the camera once more as i used to before back when i did it for a computer project. Still cant post that video in youtube. File to big and i need a software to change that and the file type but anywho......<br /><br />With rest of my friends very very slowly replying and im a very impatient person XP, Then decided a friend chat with a friend of mine.Lets call her Kuroru which she enjoy being called as. We in the end up talking about piano. I was quite surprise when she has always wanted to learn to play the piano but never got the chance and wanted to learn now. Shes quite new to it very new but has some knowledge about piano again quite surprise XD..<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGEOdjja4jI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Jf9yGJhIgO0/s1600-h/BSD_ceusmaster_001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGEOdjja4jI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Jf9yGJhIgO0/s320/BSD_ceusmaster_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215465744394543666" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Who knew there is such thing as non electronic stage piano. She wanted one of these. Quite nice aint it, OoOh Heres a nice one<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGEUkUL_5NI/AAAAAAAAAAo/3wBA-l4wu9s/s1600-h/future-piano.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SUQzBDvwnjw/SGEUkUL_5NI/AAAAAAAAAAo/3wBA-l4wu9s/s320/future-piano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215472457598624978" border="0" /></a>Its the Future Piano...oooo. Hahah XD , sorry having too much fun<br /><br />Its so weird that i was talking abit bout piano last time and today i was thinking bout doing something with my piano again piano talking with a friend while listening to piano music then posting something about piano...eheh ^^"""<br /><br />So then i started to think ive been doing all this activities nowadays, harmonica, drawing, thinking bout directing a movie again, photography,gardening (yes i was planting a flower at the early mid of the year) ,story writing ,piano playing( i have lots of music sheets from the internet and no i havnt learn them yet) and etc...thers more. I was so caught up with all this that in the end whats the use trying all this when in the end im not ever gonna be great in any of them in the end. I have lost what im actually wanting to be, who am i gonna become and what i wanna achieve. Im confused ,lost and tired. So, Ive decided to change myself and concentrate more on my drawings and maybe a little of my piano for no apparent reason what so ever. Guess my mom was right that i will regret quiting piano but like i said before i might better off without the lessons<br /><br />Retiring my harmonica ,dropping the cameras and still continuing watering my flower (I DUN WANT IT TO DIE!?) Ill concentrate on my important skills ,stop trying stuff too much and maybe finally have time to study but still lazy that ill fix also ,bad habits die hard after all XP. Everyones doing well and fine and i dont wanna be left out ><. I wish luck to kuroru that she will learn the piano.... still gonna help my friends in the series if they are serious bout it<br /><br />Overdid it?kinda long...meh, im hungry. See yah! to the kitchen i go!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-57665944915273007?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-68756986578164060452008-06-23T05:59:00.000-07:002008-06-23T06:20:00.136-07:00So okey a few days ago just when a good friend of mine was about to leave for good to indonesia TT__TT buggy ...<br /><br />i got my hair cut by myself for once had to choose my own saloon.well bad idea!! i dunno well according to everyone it wasnt the hairstyle best for me , taking my my mom`s advice of cutting it super short and thus losing my long back hair TT__TT .Others say i was cute , looking young and etc.. mostly from teachers n tution mates in my tution study zone yea but thats pretty much it really<br /><br />In school on the other hand when i wasnt wearing a Capone hat ; "owh...umm nick what a weird hairstyle you have. I prefer the old one " or "Dude! eeww, whyd you cut your hair!?" and finally "Is that nick!? why you cut your hair"<br /><br />Preety much the same but i know all off them are bad review.I thought i look great maybe manly a bit XP guess not. Guess i have very bad choice of saloon, haizz...<br /><br />I wanted to post 2 pictures of me from now and before to compare and hear more comments XD but im jus too lazy anywho im not that photogenic anyways..<br /><br />IN OTHER NEWS!!!! CONGRATS AHHH...CHEW!!! haha for getting a high distinction in her piano exams. Haha she was so happy , too bad my mid-year exams marks aint the same *sigh*. Never understand exams for piano lessons never do thats why i quit mine too complicated and not alot of fun prefer doing myself honestly.....Have to change , must work harder everyone doing it so why shouldnt i be? Think, Think, Think, Think...all this thinking makes my tummy rumbly . Im done for now :3<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-6875698657816406045?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-630882197386524357.post-34845765447775840042008-06-22T22:34:00.000-07:002008-06-22T23:04:08.124-07:00WOOO!! alright ! yea... umm.. yea first post of my new blog after suggestion from friends and reading other their blogs as well so i was like : What the heck! lets go for it! wooo! and here i am typing and thinking, well hav to introduce my self to all the readers right? Hey im Nickt , a 16 year old .well thats all im gonna reveal so yea.. ill be back with a really post for now, chow!...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/630882197386524357-3484576544777584004?l=nickt-nickt.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nickthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10466346685095548777noreply@blogger.com0