<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:21:31.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gold Bottle And The Ace Of Spades!</title><subtitle type='html'>Interested With Someone That I Barely Knew...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-2703735684609247794</id><published>2007-07-21T05:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T05:45:21.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she are the only hope i got to be back alive again.</title><content type='html'>Thing's make me confuse, should I or shouldn't I tell her how I feel? I don't want to mess up her head and thinking I'm just some guy wanna have a drive-thru relationship with her. I want it to be perfect in every way. I'll let her know when she ready to accept me into her life. I do want to have life with her, life around her.I want to know what she feels for me. What's life when I'm with her? I want to feel that. She going to fly back to her place in short time. And I don't want  to think that for the next 6 months there, she going to find somebody new. Then I just kill myself. If I let her know how I feel now, I scared that she going to freak out and things going differently by that time. I just want to say it when the perfect time comes and let her know my true feelings for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   "I've been watching your world from afar,&lt;br /&gt;                                                    I've been trying to be where you are,&lt;br /&gt;                                                    And I've been secretly falling apart,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                            I'll see.&lt;br /&gt;                                                    To me, you're strange and you're beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;                                                    You'd be so perfect with me but you just can't see,&lt;br /&gt;                                                    You turn every head but you don't see me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aqualung - Strange &amp;amp; Beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-2703735684609247794?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2703735684609247794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=2703735684609247794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/2703735684609247794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/2703735684609247794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2007/07/she-are-only-hope-i-got-to-be-back.html' title='she are the only hope i got to be back alive again.'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-5032247367266682348</id><published>2007-07-15T04:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T05:13:15.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blinks of an eye...</title><content type='html'>Things came up when she finally release from her love prison. She came back here with empty heart and just waiting to be filled up with somebody's love. But She couldn't find one and thinking that she had no time for it. The other side was feeling jumpy and eager to fill her heart with his love.&lt;br /&gt;   The confident is too shallow to even look at it. His move was only come in small size because small size its vital, once been denied, there's go your hope flies like free bird that been locked up in cages. But when your small move flow through, things heat up pretty fast and at one point even you cant see its already burned and became ashes. Love make people happy, crazy, calm, and some of it, it will make you fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   She was the one that people queuing to get into her life. Some of them try so hard that even stars lose its shine. Why they want to do that? At the end, the dull surface of the moon get it. I don't know how she look into someone. Its hard to see weather she really interested or she just act like you someone that she known for a long time and think that you can find another and not her. Why not her? Why I cant have her?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-5032247367266682348?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/5032247367266682348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=5032247367266682348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/5032247367266682348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/5032247367266682348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2007/07/blinks-of-eye.html' title='Blinks of an eye...'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-7019681840350476143</id><published>2007-05-03T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T22:30:06.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hold this for me please!</title><content type='html'>1.Your name plus "ness"?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; zekness, not so on right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Two feelings at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;lazy and sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Done anything you regret so far this week?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;herm......i think i achieve some at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Where are you right now?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;starbucks table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The highlight of your week?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;there's a point where nowhere to go! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you craving to have right now?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;twister from dome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who were the last people you ate with?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;family. end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you scared of?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;cannot hand up my assignment in time given!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;wild hogs. "all i could think now is black jokes" hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Last song you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Thanks for the memory by FLB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is your heritage?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;stoopid pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Are you thinking of someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;no comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who is the last person you talked to?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; classmates " how the fuck we gonna finish the assignment in time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Last thing you downloaded on your computer?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;HEROES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Have you changed much this year?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;abit only...hahahaha not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you like to eat out?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;yeah, something nice is out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you like moms?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;SOCCER MOMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Hug or kiss?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;both please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who was the last person to text message you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;aaron abhishek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Where was the last place you went besides where you are?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;erm...class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celeb?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;none. yeah im sad! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you speak any other language other than English?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;only sarawakian "slang" with widness! wicked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;"if u fuck my words. ill fuck you up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you dress for style or comfort?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;simple n nice! abit of style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Name someone with the same b-day as you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;erm.. sandra bullock! fo real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Ever had a drunken night in Mexico?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;yeah, we have the bomb time aren't we, machico!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Whats the craziest thing you've ever done?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;erm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Favorite color(s)?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;white gold and silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What's ur favorite cereal character?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;"IIIItttssssss gggrrrrrreeeeeeaaaaaattttt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What is ur favorite Michael Jackson song?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;you know im bad, im bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Who do you love?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;i think i got someone to love to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Any plans right now?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;erm...doin this survey thingmajig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What are your plans for tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;lepak, yes people lepak aka chilling aka yum char aka i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What are you looking forward to tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;erm...nothing i guess. TBU (to be updated!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Last time you smiled?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;she msg me on msn. dude! thats shiznit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Who do u wanna be with right now?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;no one in particular. today's a nice day of emo thingmajig! hahahahahahahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-7019681840350476143?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7019681840350476143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=7019681840350476143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/7019681840350476143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/7019681840350476143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2007/05/hold-this-for-me-please.html' title='hold this for me please!'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-4798748166177327187</id><published>2007-04-03T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T18:16:48.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Sun is above us piercingly with this blaze...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Name one person who made you smile last night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Bilson and Meagan Good...ohh they gooooooooddddddd!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What were you doing at 8.00 this morning?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still sleeping while my class start at 8:30. bleagh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What were you doing 30 minutes ago?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting at starbucks while doing stupid assignment that i dont know what are the benefits for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was something that happened to you in 2006&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;nothing much, lepak, doing fashion shoot at 1U, lepak, play with camera, lepak, no study. Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the last thing you said aloud?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;OI NAK PEGI MANER??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many different drinks did you drink today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let see, caramel machiato, erm, milo peng, erm cold water, something like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What colour is your hairbrush?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black on black...hahaha does that make any difference??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was the last thing you paid for?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREAKIN EXPENSIVE LENS that i heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where have you been last night?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermmm at home watching stomp the yard, quite cool movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What color is your front door?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brownish brown...hahahaha i dont care what my door colour are, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where do you keep your change?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my stereo, under the bed, in the toilet, under the sink, inside my left side pocket..erm where else ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the weather like today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite cold, raining and windy, like OC! hahahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the best ice-cream flavour?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOKIES N CREAM, choc chip mint, erm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is something you are excited about?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing, that's the boring part of me, there's something but the fella FFK me, cipet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you want to cut your hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i dont know, its spontaneous. i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you over the age of 25?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope not because chick dont dig 25, they dig 28. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you talk a lot? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some occasion, others, just kept quiet and do what im suppose to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you watch the O.C?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Bilson, please marry me?? will you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does your screen name have an "x" in it&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;erm..wait ill check..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you anyone named Steven&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;no, ehh wait got this 1 photographer that sold his lens to me, does that consider?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you make up your own words?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous and imperfect grammar plus malaysian "lah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you typically a jealous person?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, depends on what opposite sex doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name a friend whose name starts with the letter "A":&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron Abhishek Morris A/L John Morris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name a friend who's name starts with the letter "K":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;KKKKKKKEEEEEEEEEEVVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNN and kin eu! hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's the 1st person on your received calls list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;my mother, " biler nak balik makan??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What did the last message you received say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;none, how boring i am...zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you chew on your straw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yes, it taste like chewing gum..REALLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have curly hair?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think so, but not as abhi's wave curly!!! hahahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where is the next place you're going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;home? toilet to be specific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is the rudest person in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; no comment ( it will cause fire among us friends, so i dont want to mention any name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;sneakers bar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is marriage in your future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;yeap, with rachel bilson!  I DO BABY, I DO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the best movie you've seen in the last 2 weeks?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;300, 400 , 500 , hahahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IS there anyone you like right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;matter of fact, there is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;When was the last time you did the dishes. be honest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last 2 days, i swear on my camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you currently depressed?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for what? no point for depress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why did you answer and post this survey?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waste of time thingmajig....jeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tag 5 people who would do this survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;abhi, widya ( i know u love this kind of thing), footy foo, emocheek and the blur king..jeng jeng jeng wai soon ( apperantly now he's become better and better and he get the EMPLOYER OF THE MONTH MAN!!! hahaha no offence!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-4798748166177327187?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4798748166177327187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=4798748166177327187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/4798748166177327187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/4798748166177327187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2007/04/when-sun-is-above-us-piercingly-with.html' title='When Sun is above us piercingly with this blaze...'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-9012765936326620095</id><published>2007-03-16T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T01:53:37.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Star Has Fallen In My Arms...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://funfun.blogzine.jp/funfun/images/dscn1763_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting tomorrow, Nikon D80 Will Evade Every Single Day In Zek's Life.&lt;br /&gt;Be prepare people, you might end up in zek's memory card!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-9012765936326620095?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/9012765936326620095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=9012765936326620095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/9012765936326620095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/9012765936326620095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2007/03/star-has-fallen-in-my-arms.html' title='The Star Has Fallen In My Arms...'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-4830284085125014046</id><published>2007-02-21T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T01:15:07.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I'm come around...</title><content type='html'>1) Single, Taken, or Crushing?&lt;br /&gt;- Single but not interested!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Are you happy with where you are?&lt;br /&gt;- Kinda...er wait...actually i dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When you meet the right person, do&lt;br /&gt;you fall fast?&lt;br /&gt;- I think so. I dont know if she the right person. Gotta know the personality first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;- Many times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you believe that there are&lt;br /&gt;certain circumstances where cheating&lt;br /&gt;is ok?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends, if cheating to save your love one, why not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Would you ever take someone back if&lt;br /&gt;they cheated on you?&lt;br /&gt;- HELL NO! The ship is already sail baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Have you talked about marriage with&lt;br /&gt;another person?&lt;br /&gt;- No. Future might not be on your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Do you want children?&lt;br /&gt;- After marriage, yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) How many?&lt;br /&gt;- Make it twins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Would you consider adoption?&lt;br /&gt;- I would adopt japanese kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) If somebody liked you right now,&lt;br /&gt;what do you think is a cool way to let&lt;br /&gt;you know?&lt;br /&gt;- Make something different with it, like i've never seen before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you enjoy playing hard to get?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends, If the opposite sex set the game, count me in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Be honest, do you play the "game"&lt;br /&gt;when you are dating?&lt;br /&gt;- yeah, we played it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Do you believe love at first sight&lt;br /&gt;exists?&lt;br /&gt;- No, because love at first sight only happen in movies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Are you romantic?&lt;br /&gt;- I wouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Do you believe that you can change&lt;br /&gt;someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends, if she listen to me and do what I ask her to do, its possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) If you could get married anywhere,&lt;br /&gt;money not an object where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- On the moon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Do you have feelings for someone&lt;br /&gt;right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes but I've wouldn't tell you because if I tell you, it wont be secret anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Have you ever wished you could've&lt;br /&gt;had someone but you couldn't?&lt;br /&gt;- Everyday baby! everyday single day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Have you ever broken a heart?&lt;br /&gt;- I think so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Would you ever fight somebody over&lt;br /&gt;your significant other?&lt;br /&gt;- Maybe, if she worth it! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22)What would you say about your last&lt;br /&gt;ex?&lt;br /&gt;- Cute, nice, giggly happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-4830284085125014046?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4830284085125014046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=4830284085125014046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/4830284085125014046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/4830284085125014046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2007/02/when-im-come-around.html' title='When I&apos;m come around...'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-465720811288349561</id><published>2007-02-17T04:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T05:35:24.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Of a Lovefool</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't stand it. Lovelife sucks! Really. I cant be with a women where she dyingly wanna be with me. I just can't trust no one. I can't trust myself when i'm with her. I can't be myself when i'm with her. I'll be different when i'm with her. There's alot of things i've learn in past. These thing's taught me to be me. I don't know how to explain it but yes, it really help my with current problems. But one day, i wanna meet woman that understand me as I am now, know everything about me and never fails to make me happy when i'm with her. Understand what kind of man I am, doesn't do stupid thing's that make me mad for no reason. Why all lately the post is so damn emo, why? why can't we post something different. something happy, something fun to read. I've been to many of my friends blog but lately the posting is all about emo/sad post. What makes people happy? money? chicks? nice cars? respect by friends? popular? count how many hot chics I been friend with? done something good? sleep?. What? What? I dont know what things can make me happy? always the random things happen. Nothing special, nothing unique, nothing great that ever happen, ever. I always wonder what happy people feels when they get something?, I can't think of a life where there's nothing to worry about. I can't think that where there's something you wanna do and nothing is in your way. I wanna have a happy life, happy friends, happy family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-465720811288349561?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/465720811288349561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=465720811288349561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/465720811288349561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/465720811288349561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-of-lovefool.html' title='Life Of a Lovefool'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-117079300622757654</id><published>2007-02-07T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T04:16:46.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When things run according my way......</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Photoshop is a fun thing to learn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v516/zekrycortez/Sakure.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At The Curve On Sunday Afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v516/zekrycortez/DarthVader.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one when I get really bored and a camera in my hand, this things come out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-117079300622757654?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/117079300622757654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=117079300622757654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/117079300622757654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/117079300622757654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2007/02/when-things-run-according-my-way.html' title='When things run according my way......'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-117079265689447214</id><published>2007-02-07T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T04:10:56.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes Money Can Buy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v516/zekrycortez/DSC_8062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sony Ericsson W850i Louis Vuitton Limited Edition.&lt;br /&gt;How do you like THAT!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-117079265689447214?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/117079265689447214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=117079265689447214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/117079265689447214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/117079265689447214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2007/02/sometimes-money-can-buy.html' title='Sometimes Money Can Buy...'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-117024343337565489</id><published>2007-01-31T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T19:37:13.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The A List baby~</title><content type='html'>THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;br /&gt;1. Zekree&lt;br /&gt;2. Zek&lt;br /&gt;3. Wey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU CAN’T STAND:&lt;br /&gt;1. They-think-they-smart-enough-for-me&lt;br /&gt;2. girls with serious attitude problem&lt;br /&gt;3. The O.C. seriously man..( OC ok what? better than OTH..hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. Death&lt;br /&gt;2. Lipo's (Nip tuck)&lt;br /&gt;3. Abhi's kepala dipenuhi dengan pokok2 serta serangga2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SHOWS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;2. The Oc&lt;br /&gt;3. Heroes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR CURRENT FAVORITE SONGS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Taking Back Sunday - Twenty Twenty Surgery&lt;br /&gt;2. Paramore - Pressure&lt;br /&gt;3. Mario Vasques - Gallery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE MOVIES YOU WOULD LIKE TO WATCH:&lt;br /&gt;1. The Epic Movie&lt;br /&gt;2. Spiderman 3&lt;br /&gt;3. Ghost Rider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;br /&gt;1. iPod&lt;br /&gt;2. water/food/ciggarates&lt;br /&gt;3. camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. "Models Wanted" tshirt&lt;br /&gt;2. grey cargo short&lt;br /&gt;3. spongebob boxer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:&lt;br /&gt;1. to be able to hold her everytime&lt;br /&gt;2. tolerate in kinkiness&lt;br /&gt;3. understanding between each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE GENDER THAT APPEAL TO YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. juicy lips&lt;br /&gt;2. a very sweet smile (must have dimples)&lt;br /&gt;3. nice to see and nice to hold! hehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE BAD HABITS:&lt;br /&gt;1. like to forced people to do something&lt;br /&gt;2. cant help it to critisice what peoples think.&lt;br /&gt;3. cant resist peer pressure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;1. take a picture&lt;br /&gt;2. have a drink with bunch of friends&lt;br /&gt;3. making myself busy, i think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. pee!&lt;br /&gt;2. take a shower&lt;br /&gt;3. sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU’RE CONSIDERING PURSUING:&lt;br /&gt;1. photographer&lt;br /&gt;2. business &lt;br /&gt;3. hmmm...drifter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;1. Ibiza, Spain&lt;br /&gt;2. North Shore, Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;3. Koh Samui, Thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Able to buy what I want, when I want, where I want.&lt;br /&gt;2. Photoshoot with Rachel Bilson, Reon Kadena And Selma Blair at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;3. Build a big ass house near famous beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GUY:&lt;br /&gt;1. piss for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;2. too much lepak.&lt;br /&gt;3. love girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-117024343337565489?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/117024343337565489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=117024343337565489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/117024343337565489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/117024343337565489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2007/01/a-list-baby.html' title='The A List baby~'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-116939865523100212</id><published>2007-01-21T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T00:57:35.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unknown Format</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What you can't have, you can't resist&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The meaning of the quote is that when you cant have something, you cant help it to have it. Means that something that impossible to have, that is the thing you want most. I wish I could have what I want eventually its impossible to have it. Life from my point of view is do something really good, be proud of what you did and never ever look back to your past. Past only makes you weaker, make you more vunerable. At one point, past make you who you are now. Anything that happen before only make you stronger, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Anything that doesn't kill you only make you stronger"&lt;/span&gt;.When problems hit you hard, dont give up too easily. Like normal adoloscence when they break up in their relationship, don't go and cry your ass out, that's doesn't bring your guy back. And if your guy cheat or lie to you, why complain? that doesn't change anything, Right? Just be strong and keep your heads up. There's alot of chance out there for you. Grab it! Its yours! &lt;br /&gt;   I tend to hear alot of my friends problems. They all got stuck in one place and then they didn't do anything to fix it. Just fuck it and let it go! There's no point of babling about it. Bleagh..i'm bored. To be continue.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-116939865523100212?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/116939865523100212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=116939865523100212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/116939865523100212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/116939865523100212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2007/01/unknown-format.html' title='Unknown Format'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-116860595964632312</id><published>2007-01-12T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:45:59.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speed Of Sound</title><content type='html'>Koniciwa bitchesss!! ahaha you all probably waiting for ages for me to update yea?  You know what, I'm kinda lazy sometimes to update although I have nothing to do nowadays! Sheesh, get a job man! Why should I get a job? I'll be bored too! Plus things have been good nowadays! Friends appreciate the picture I took for them in Langkawi ( Thanks Bro's for supporting my back all the time!) If you dont know what is this about, check this out "http://www.flickr.com/photos/zekrycortez".  Shit, im jelous when I see opposite sex holding hands when they walking. I hate to see them sharing ice cream together, I wanna feel that kind of situation again! My god I need a woman!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-116860595964632312?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/116860595964632312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=116860595964632312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/116860595964632312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/116860595964632312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2007/01/speed-of-sound.html' title='Speed Of Sound'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-116549296551271610</id><published>2006-12-07T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T20:02:45.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I dream of you too....</title><content type='html'>Have you ever dream about someone that you like appear in your dreams all of the sudden? Its like you know each other so well you do the things that you dont even can imagine that you can do with her or he? have you ever felt that way? Its funny like maybe one day you saw someone that catch your eyes, and then when u fall asleep u dream about her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know this is a fact or false, but someone told me that if you dream about someone or someone appear in your dreams, the person you dream about will have that same kind of dream like you do. I just want to say that I have the weirdest dream ever, that's the time when I meet her. I actually dont know how it happen but its the best moment I hope that I get to share with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dream, it seems like we know each other for a long time. Like she know everything about me and I know everything about her. Sheesh I wish that moment could happen someday.  Emo giler la now, fuck I need to get a new things to do nowadays. Averagely woke up around 12 to 1 o'clock, go out, come back, take a bath, eat and then go out again. WHAT THE FUCK IM GOING TO DO WITH MY LIFE!! This post is dedicate to my wonderful beautiful friends that she just finish her STPM &amp;amp; SPM yesterday. So now cewek cewek gue, bila kamu mau ngongkrong ngan gue lagi? hahahaha alright tomorrow im away for 5-6 days. Wont be online to update or to fuck around people's blog.  Will update you  people's when I get back from langkawi! haha toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-116549296551271610?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/116549296551271610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=116549296551271610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/116549296551271610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/116549296551271610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2006/12/yes-i-dream-of-you-too_07.html' title='Yes I dream of you too....'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-116437013699103190</id><published>2006-11-24T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T20:08:57.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Have To Be Replace!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://cn.engadget.com/images/2006/08/nikon_d80_print.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you didn't know?? JENG JENG JENG JENG&lt;br /&gt;Your Ass Better Call Someboday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Next &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt; Will Arrive Soon. Muahahahahahahahahaha ( Evil Laugh )&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-116437013699103190?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/116437013699103190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=116437013699103190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/116437013699103190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/116437013699103190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2006/11/something-have-to-be-replace.html' title='Something Have To Be Replace!'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-116401539443409132</id><published>2006-11-20T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T17:36:34.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Home Pantai Cenang</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.subscribers.theage.com.au/userimages/Langkawi-beach.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 more days till &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Langkawi vacation&lt;/span&gt;! woot! sandy beaches, ocean breeze, chicks with bikini's, crystal clear water, beach football, drunked best friends, tons of pictures captured, memories of a lifetime!  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-116401539443409132?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/116401539443409132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=116401539443409132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/116401539443409132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/116401539443409132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2006/11/sweet-home-pantai-cenang.html' title='Sweet Home Pantai Cenang'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-116383949854212191</id><published>2006-11-18T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T16:44:58.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When im Leaving On The Jet Plane...</title><content type='html'>She nice and sweet too. She use the nickname that I gave her in my blog "LV girl" hahaha! I like it but too bad when im online on msn, she didn't online. The coolest part is her friend's call me &lt;b&gt;AEROPLANE DUDE&lt;/b&gt;. How awesome is that? Hahahahahahahahahahahahah its funny though, maybe I should change my nickname from now on. Hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-116383949854212191?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/116383949854212191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=116383949854212191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/116383949854212191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/116383949854212191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2006/11/when-im-leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='When im Leaving On The Jet Plane...'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-116370645091832336</id><published>2006-11-17T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T03:47:30.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship Is Hard If Dont Look The Right Way...</title><content type='html'>Hey. my last post abit like stalking some girl that i randomly dont know anything about her, but I just want to say this, Is it a sin to know a person more than just a name? is it bad for a person to know what she likes to do? is it bad to say that a person is so lovely by the way she look? if it is, then tell me its wrong. Then I learn my lesson that u cant just go asking people that u dont know what her name is? Maybe i'm kinda rush about things that I like, I do that because in future I dont want to feel sorry for myself like " why i didnt ask her name..bla bla bla...". For me if your intention is good to people, then you get a good response. I think la. I dunno you all people outside think. But yea for me it's kinda that way. If the person im talking about read this (she probably gonna read it somehow), I dont have any bad intention to you, or a scam to play you. I just want to get to know you somehow or someway. If you feel that im kinda psycho freak that came out of  nowhere, find you in your friendster or someplace else, I can leave and pretend that nothing happen. Just say the magic words! Trust me! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S - Faith, you can't see whats coming your way, You just have to follow the path.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-116370645091832336?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/116370645091832336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=116370645091832336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/116370645091832336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/116370645091832336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2006/11/relationship-is-hard-if-dont-look.html' title='Relationship Is Hard If Dont Look The Right Way...'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-116360643409794060</id><published>2006-11-15T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T04:29:24.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Sacrifice Does It All...</title><content type='html'>I got 1 conffession to make. For the whole time i didnt ask for anything. I just want to ask u 1 little thing god, I just want to meet the girl that i saw in klia when im came back from kuching..!! she use these big LV bag with nice top and fit jeans! Her face is so cute...her hair is so nice...she's totally drop dead gorgeous. Believe me, if there a chance, i would take her picture and just dream about it all the time! There's something about her that I want to know so much but I just couldn't explain it. Plus the whole time she just sat behind me in the plane...how can i be so stupid?? Please god,make my wish come true. I would do anything just to meet her. I dont care if its just for 10 second because when i see her..i just cant take my eyes off her. Thats when i say " if I die now.. I die as a happy man". I wish...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-116360643409794060?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/116360643409794060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=116360643409794060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/116360643409794060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/116360643409794060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2006/11/when-sacrifice-does-it-all.html' title='When Sacrifice Does It All...'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-115857355901316963</id><published>2006-09-18T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T17:59:19.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Soulmate</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v516/zekrycortez/IMGP0452.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; Hey everybody, i want u to meet my new soulmate. Kristeen meet everybody, everybody meet Kristeen. Love her to death. &lt;&lt;3&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Been up and down this past few weeks. Learn how to shoot more pictures, landscape, potrait. I need a model to shoot. Anybody up for it? You know how to find me! :P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-115857355901316963?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/115857355901316963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=115857355901316963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/115857355901316963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/115857355901316963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-new-soulmate_18.html' title='My New Soulmate'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-115324877761322861</id><published>2006-07-19T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T12:09:36.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That bitch pop my nerves!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://paulinha.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/bitch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want you all to know that, this bitch play my ass good. bak kata DHB, "bersatu teguh, bercerai kita khawin lain". But seriously, nowadays people intent to hurt another innocent people because they has a dark memory behind them that keep on haunting  them and they cant let it go. I dont know why some people just love to do that. Yea i know maybe you have a bad memory,bad past but can't you just let it go and accept thing's new in your life. Besides not ALL people are that bad. You just need time to get to know them, well which part you didn't give us any chance to prove it. What a slut! Seriously if i can, i wanna blow every club in this country that support "Ladies Night".Seriously, i do. If there's anything particular thing's to do with bitches, sluts, ho's, call me. i'll blow them up into pieces! I dont know if u're reading this but 1 thing that i want you to know, i heart you dear.i really do! why are you doing this to me? why? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S - Just ignore the ass. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-115324877761322861?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/115324877761322861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=115324877761322861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/115324877761322861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/115324877761322861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2006/07/that-bitch-pop-my-nerves.html' title='That bitch pop my nerves!'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-115161046523690044</id><published>2006-06-30T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T03:49:21.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All hail to the art photographers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v516/zekrycortez/Taormina_Beaches_by_dubou4.jpg&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v516/zekrycortez/Bronzer_by_indie_cisive.jpg&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v516/zekrycortez/Bubbly_Foam_by_erikiki.jpg&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one shot that i like the most. When u look at it, u can feel the ambience, the weather, the colour of the beautiful sight that created by god. Certain people can be so creative that they capable take this kind of picture, sure if u provide with high definition digital camera. but the skill of taking this kind of picture, only certain people can do. This is what we called digital art! Salute to the photographers ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Picture taken from deviantart.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-115161046523690044?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/115161046523690044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=115161046523690044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/115161046523690044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/115161046523690044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2006/06/all-hail-to-art-photographers.html' title='All hail to the art photographers!'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-114667550380659964</id><published>2006-05-04T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T01:06:05.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backstabber</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v516/zekrycortez/23.jpg&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;BACKSTABBER TO AN ARSENAL FANS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 BEWARE!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-114667550380659964?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/114667550380659964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=114667550380659964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/114667550380659964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/114667550380659964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2006/05/backstabber.html' title='Backstabber'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016962.post-110803751818497429</id><published>2005-02-10T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T20:11:58.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Colour Personality</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="red" src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/cittieekat/1036561193_red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're red! You feel things more than most people&lt;br /&gt;and you're almost always upfront about how you&lt;br /&gt;feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/cittieekat/quizzes/Color%20Personality%20Test/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Color Personality Test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016962-110803751818497429?l=zekrycortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/feeds/110803751818497429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016962&amp;postID=110803751818497429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/110803751818497429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016962/posts/default/110803751818497429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekrycortez.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-colour-personality.html' title='My Colour Personality'/><author><name>ZekryCortez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219419993757017912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
