<?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-21954083</id><updated>2011-11-14T21:45:35.733+08:00</updated><category term='More blogthings =/'/><title type='text'>SHATHOLEZ</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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>820</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21954083.post-6912489747158985501</id><published>2011-11-14T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T21:43:17.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>まだまだ夢は覚めないで &lt;br /&gt;この道の向こう何が待ってるだろう &lt;br /&gt;きっときっと答えはあるから &lt;br /&gt;諦めきれない立ち止まれないんだ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;でも後ろ髪引くあと少しだけでも &lt;br /&gt;その柔らかな笑顔の隣に居たいけれど &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真っ直ぐに駆け出す晴れ渡る青空が眩しい &lt;br /&gt;追い風に煽られ新しい旅が始まる &lt;br /&gt;いつかまた会えるよ振り返らずに明日へ向かうよ &lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK MY WAY　信じる道へ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あちこち駆けずり回って &lt;br /&gt;叩き込めないと答えは出ないみたい &lt;br /&gt;きっときっと後悔しないで &lt;br /&gt;笑い合えるよ進み続けるんだ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ほらもう怖くない 明日何が起こっても &lt;br /&gt;乗り越えられそうここまで躓けまくったから &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;移り行く世界の片隅で君に会えて嬉しい &lt;br /&gt;溢れそうな思いを言葉に出来なかったよ &lt;br /&gt;いつかまた会えたら　もっと上手く伝えられるかな &lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK MY WAY　微笑みかけて &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真っ直ぐに駆け出す　晴れ渡る青空が眩しい &lt;br /&gt;追い風に煽られ　新しい旅が始まる &lt;br /&gt;いつかまた会えるよ　振り返らずに明日へ向かうよ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK MY WAY　SMILE AT ME &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;移り行く世界の片隅で君に会えて嬉しい &lt;br /&gt;溢れそうな思いを言葉に出来なかったよ &lt;br /&gt;いつかまた会えたら　もっと上手く伝えられるかな &lt;br /&gt;遥かな虹を越えて &lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK MY WAY　信じる道へ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-21954083.post-7923868992284956300</id><published>2009-11-28T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T13:08:06.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Recently I've been,&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly reaching&lt;br /&gt;Out for this girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who's out of this world.&lt;br /&gt;Believe me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got a boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;He drives me round the bend&lt;br /&gt;Cos he's 23&lt;br /&gt;He's in the marines&lt;br /&gt;He'd kill me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so many nights now&lt;br /&gt;I find myself thinking about her now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause obviously,&lt;br /&gt;She's out of my league&lt;br /&gt;But how can I win&lt;br /&gt;She keeps draggin' me in and&lt;br /&gt;I know I never will be good enough for her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, no&lt;br /&gt;Never will be good enough for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta escape now&lt;br /&gt;Get on a plane now. yeah&lt;br /&gt;Off to L.A and that's where I'll stay, for two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put it behind me(I'll put it behind me)&lt;br /&gt;Go to a place where she can't find me, oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause obviously,&lt;br /&gt;She's out of my league,&lt;br /&gt;I'm wastin' my time&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she'll never be mine&lt;br /&gt;I know i never will be good enough for her.&lt;br /&gt;No, no&lt;br /&gt;Never will be good enough for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's outta my hands&lt;br /&gt;And I never know where I stand&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'm not good enough for her&lt;br /&gt;He's good enough for her (for her, for her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause obviously,&lt;br /&gt;She's out of my league,&lt;br /&gt;I'm wastin' my time&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she'll never be mine&lt;br /&gt;I know i never will be good enough for her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never will be good enough for her&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-7923868992284956300?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/7923868992284956300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=7923868992284956300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7923868992284956300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7923868992284956300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/11/recently-ive-been-hopelessly-reaching.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-5087691076007242232</id><published>2009-09-03T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:58:07.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bizarrobassline.tumblr.com/"&gt;Goodbye blogger?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-5087691076007242232?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/5087691076007242232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=5087691076007242232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5087691076007242232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5087691076007242232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/09/goodbye-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-3390731670804150902</id><published>2009-08-29T11:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T11:46:08.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you think people are keeping secrets from you or avoiding you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uKKHfgJqcHw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uKKHfgJqcHw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shamrock(2007) - UVERworld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uG1qgwEZntU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uG1qgwEZntU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna express it, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep the horsepower to the max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've gotten here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;surely 'cause you were there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm still fighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your words become my provision,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; so I'll keep running, keep running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So never leave my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-3390731670804150902?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/3390731670804150902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=3390731670804150902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/3390731670804150902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/3390731670804150902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-you-think-people-are-keeping-secrets.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-9210698345781407444</id><published>2009-08-28T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:59:17.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And a barbecue to conclude this tired week&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished at 1pm today after finding out there's differential equations after definite integrals. My poor heart. Argh.  But all was well after I rushed down to Far east plaza to have some carls' jr. Mmmmm mmmm goodness. Saw some of the mostly-nanhuarian biology NJC class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was really gluttony today, like, people can attest to my meals today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yong Tau Foo - (with rice!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Lucky Star with cheese and extra pickles!&lt;br /&gt;3. BBQ! YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh gosh, its high time I gained a few kg man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahma won 4D so I got some of the booty, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about how fast JC life has passed.&lt;br /&gt;And then I thought about the date, 28th august.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah like, 28th? FoP was just a month ago! It felt like forever. Like, seriously forever. Im talking a few months-ish kind of forever. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Midyear was 2 months ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Woweee. Not that it helps me any better in promo preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither does watching a crap load of Japanese movies, and playing King of Fighters, and sleeping later and later each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Confession : I took one of my spare attendance slip papers and began to realistically mark out the classmates who might retain next year. I felt so bad after doing that, that I started to have visions of myself screwing up the GP promos. Ahhh, penitence, penitence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot about the 2nd type of person that was starting to show up and get on my nerves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-9210698345781407444?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/9210698345781407444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=9210698345781407444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/9210698345781407444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/9210698345781407444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-barbecue-to-conclude-this-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-4517226981877428208</id><published>2009-08-26T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:57:44.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 kind of people that tick me off lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;1.  People who say "Cute = Ugly but adorable"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello? Some asswipe decided to write that in a chain e-mail so his definition is all-of-a-sudden correct? These people are plain annoying when they think they're so smart when they go "Ohhh, that's cute ah? But cute is ugly but adorable lehhh".  Cute is cute. Proof?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;From the Merriam-Webster online dictionary. (Yes that's right, Cyanide and happiness fans. Merriam as in the length between a man's foreskin and rectum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Main Entry: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;cute&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;input onclick="return au('cute0001', 'cute');" class="au" title="Listen to the pronunciation of 1cute" type="button"&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pronunciation: &lt;span class="pr"&gt;\&lt;em class="uni"&gt;ˈ&lt;/em&gt;kyüt\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Function:  &lt;em&gt;adjective&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inflected Form(s): &lt;strong&gt;cut·er&lt;/strong&gt;; &lt;strong&gt;cut·est&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Etymology: short for &lt;em&gt;acute&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Date: circa 1731&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;strong&gt;1 a&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; clever or shrewd often in an underhanded manner &lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a linkindex="108" href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/impertinent"&gt;impertinent&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a linkindex="109" href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/smart-alecky"&gt;smart-alecky&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="vi"&gt;don'tcute with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; attractive or pretty especially in a childish, youthful, or delicate way&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless I happen to be a total spaz, nowhere does the dictionary ever define cute as unpleasant to look at. You know what's cute? Kittens are cute. Otters are cute. They're probably as ugly as you are intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit I forgot which was the second party so I'll just fill another group in first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Users of Respira(bleach fans will get what I mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE LOVE OF GOD/JESUS/BUDDHA/ALLAH/VISHNUJUMPOVERTHEWALL CAN YOU PLEASE LIKE GRAB A DRILL, SHOVE IT IN YOUR MOUTH AND SET THE POWER TO MAX. THEN AFTER THAT YOU CAN POUR IN LIKE INDUSTRIAL 99.0% PHOSPHORIC ACID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got that off my chest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-4517226981877428208?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/4517226981877428208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=4517226981877428208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4517226981877428208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4517226981877428208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-kind-of-people-that-tick-me-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-6496592792014778858</id><published>2009-08-25T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:28:58.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://temasekreview.com/?p=12170&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Eugene Yeo, Consultant Editor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The worldwide study conducted and released by UBS lately, titled “Price and Earnings 2009″ has some unflattering results for Singapore. (download the study &lt;a linkindex="22" href="http://www.ubs.com/1/e/media_overview/media_global/releases?newsId=170250"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;While our economy has the highest GDP (PPP) per capita in Asia at $49,288 according to a World Bank report (source: &lt;a linkindex="23" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_countries_by_GDP_%28PPP%29_per_capita"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;), our people do not enjoy a quality of life which commensurate with it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Though we are technically a developed first world country, some economic indictators as shown by the UBS study suggested that Singaporeans are not that better off than those in Third World countries.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Low wages&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Singapore has a GDP (PPP) per capita higher than Switzerland, but our wages are way below the Swiss.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The UBS study found that employees in Copenhagen, Zurich, Geneva and New York have the highest gross earnings. With its extremely high gross wages and comparatively low tax rates, Switzerland is a very employee-friendly country.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The net wages used have been deducted for taxes and social security.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Zurich and Geneva have wage indices (gross) of 119.8 and 107.5 respectively. In contrast, Singapore has a wage index of only 31.3, comparable with Moscow (30.9), Tallinn (28.7) and Johannesburg (26.7).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the Asia-Pacific region, it is exceeded by Tokyo (83.0), Sydney (74.1), Auckland (44.1), Hong Kong (42.3), Taipei (35.5) and Seoul (32.3)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Low domestic purchasing power&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Where does an average income buy the most products and services? Wages alone do not determine the standard of living in a particular city or country.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A better way to measure prosperity is to divide the average annual salary by the total price of a selected basket of goods and services (as used in the UBS study). This tells us how much purchasing power local wages.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Again, Zurich (106.9), Sydney (95.9) and Luxembourg (95.4) topped the list - its citizens have the highest domestic purchasing power.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Singaporeans have a low purchasing power of only 39.9, comparable to Kuala Lumpur (39.5), Warsaw (34.0) and Bogota (33.7).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Other countries in the Asia-Pacific region which are ahead of us are Tokyo (82.2), Auckland (68.9), Taipei (58.9), Hong Kong (58.1) and Seoul (57.4).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In other words, though the cost of living is higher in Tokyo, the average Japanese has a domestic purchasing power more than twice that of an average Singaporean.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Though Malaysia is still a developing country and has a GDP (PPP) per capita of only $14,215, less than 3 times of ours, the ordinary Malaysian citizen has about the same domestic purchasing power as the Singaporean.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Low relative purchasing power of wages&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is calculated in the UBS study by using a specific, highly uniform product that is available everywhere in the same quality, and then calculate how long an employee has to work to afford it in each city.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For the purpose of this article, the iPod nano (with 8 GB of storage) is used.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;An average wage earner is Zurich and New York can buy a nano from an Apple store after nine hours of work. A Singapore worker will have to work three times longer after 27.5 hours.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The figures for selected Asia-Pacific cities are as follows: Sydney (9.5hrs), Tokyo (12hrs), Auckland (16hrs), Hong Kong (19hrs), Seoul (22hrs) and Taipei (23.5hrs). Again we came in last among the 4 Asian Tigers.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Long working hours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;People work an average of 1,902 hours per year in the surveyed cities, but they work much longer in Asian and Middle Eastern cities, averaging 2,119 and 2,063 per year respectively.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;European cities had the lowest working hours per year. A global comparison showed the people in Lyon and Paris spend the least amount of time at work: 1,582 and 1,594 hours respectively.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Singaporeans spent on average 2,088 hours at work per year with 11 days of vacation.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is less than Hong Kong (2,295) and Seoul (2,312), but more than Tokyo (1,997), Taipei (2,074), Sydney (1,747) and Auckland (1,884).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Singaporeans also took the least number of holidays after Hong Kongers (10 days/year).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;High cost of living&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Singapore was ranked the second most expensive place to live in after Tokyo, surpassing Hong Kong for the first time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Let us compare the food prices in Singapore and other developed countries since food is a basic necessity.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the UBS study, a basket of 39 food items is put together and weighted mainly according to Western European consumption habits. The average worldwide cost of the basket is USD385.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In Asia, Tokyo topped the list with an index of 124.7, followed by Hong Kong (96.5), Singapore (89.4), Seoul (89.0), Taipei (67.9) and Sydney (66.3)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conclusion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The high cost of living coupled with low wages and domestic purchasing power condemns the average Singapore worker to an ignonimous, monotonus and stressful working life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Singapore workers have to work harder to earn the same amount of money and save for a longer period to purchase the same product.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In 1991, then Prime Minister Goh Chok Tong promised Singaporeans that we will be able to achieve the “Swiss standard of living” within a decade. Ten years later, we have a living standard which is closer to Russia than Switzerland.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Like Singapore, the Russians has a low wage and domestic purchasing power and Russia, especially the city of Moscow, has one of the highest cost of living in the world.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the next part of this article, we shall examine the uncanny similarities between life in Singapore and Russia immediately after the disintegration of the Soviet Union.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-6496592792014778858?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/6496592792014778858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=6496592792014778858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6496592792014778858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6496592792014778858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/08/httptemasekreview.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-978269771852035642</id><published>2009-08-24T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:49:14.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SpJ_yer6Z2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/WFAWZF9MAN0/s1600-h/mika_nakashima1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 338px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SpJ_yer6Z2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/WFAWZF9MAN0/s400/mika_nakashima1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373497810613856098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched Nana and Nana2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana O's character always puts up a strong front but ends up being uncertain all the time. Nana K(Hachi) desires the need to be loved so much she foolishly pits herself in bad situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the movie I felt like shedding every tear for Nana O but strangling Hachi until she bled. The kind of imperfections that every person has within themselves are always so hidden deep down that we tend to forget they exist.  But when they do surface, we see both the beautiful and ugly side of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo taking session! Ok, wasn't anything particularly interesting. Well at least I know I'm like 3rd tallest in class, which isn't really tall but yeah. Isn't as amazing as PXY being tallest girl in class though. Damn cute can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem spa, how can our calculated mass be more than the experimental mass? D:  That's like in geog you say erosion occurs upwards and you are asked to account for it. Or worse, imagine atoms sharing protons then the question ask you to calculate internucleic distance. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the long windy story = PLP sux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why but I recently have this habit of catching up on my sleep in school. Maybe because I'm drinking less coffee? But will going cold turkey on caffeine really make one tired? You tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, integration calls :(  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O dear life, return doth to me. So I may thus live again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-978269771852035642?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/978269771852035642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=978269771852035642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/978269771852035642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/978269771852035642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-just-watched-nana-and-nana2.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SpJ_yer6Z2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/WFAWZF9MAN0/s72-c/mika_nakashima1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21954083.post-8204460693805769009</id><published>2009-08-21T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T20:21:02.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was quite surprised to read about VAMPS in this week's time magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, week 8 concludes and we are now 49-4 = 45 days away from promos. Shit. That seems so bloody short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I have to deal with douchebags and dunces in school, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish these 2 years of my life fade away as quickly as life itself :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-8204460693805769009?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/8204460693805769009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=8204460693805769009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8204460693805769009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8204460693805769009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-was-quite-surprised-to-read-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-8749975150082235152</id><published>2009-08-16T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:34:51.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Asian Kung-Fu Generation (アジアン・カンフー・ジェネレーション, Ajian Kanfū Jenerēshon?), typeset as ASIAN KUNG-FU GENERATION, is a Japanese rock band formed in Yokohama, Japan in 1996. For nearly its entire career, the band has consisted of vocalist Masafumi Gotō, guitarist Kensuke Kita, bassist Takahiro Yamada, and drummer Kiyoshi Ijichi. The band's musical style is influenced by seminal Western punk and alternative rock acts in conjunction with their own local Japanese indie rock background. As a result, their songs maintain a balance of various aspects of the genres, most typically expressing fast-paced tempos and prominent, hard-edged guitar riffs as well as rhythmic flow and emotional lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asian_Kung_Fu_Generation"&gt;Wikipedia.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ish indie turned mainstream leh. And not crap that decided to change their style. They made their style mainstream &gt;:   welly powerful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-8749975150082235152?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/8749975150082235152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=8749975150082235152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8749975150082235152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8749975150082235152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-6435093413358402246</id><published>2009-08-13T20:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:27:47.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;31 July 2009, FOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SoQKbHz07eI/AAAAAAAAAbI/YxVfnfzzQh8/s1600-h/Photo0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SoQKbHz07eI/AAAAAAAAAbI/YxVfnfzzQh8/s400/Photo0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369428116801646050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;August 2 2009, Changi airport T3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SoQKtElMaWI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/0A9t0YXi_oU/s1600-h/Photo0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SoQKtElMaWI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/0A9t0YXi_oU/s400/Photo0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369428425172609378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SoQKHKajrlI/AAAAAAAAAbA/nzf84gsZ_9Y/s1600-h/Photo0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SoQKHKajrlI/AAAAAAAAAbA/nzf84gsZ_9Y/s400/Photo0016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369427773903580754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come get me now, bloody stompers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;August 7 2009, CJC C2-007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SoQJwmBo7GI/AAAAAAAAAaw/z-WXIal11cU/s1600-h/Photo0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SoQJwmBo7GI/AAAAAAAAAaw/z-WXIal11cU/s400/Photo0045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369427386178268258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;13 Aug 2009, Home&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SoQJ8Wd6CeI/AAAAAAAAAa4/sL58FHyFA3Y/s1600-h/Photo0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SoQJ8Wd6CeI/AAAAAAAAAa4/sL58FHyFA3Y/s400/Photo0047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369427588160293346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This drink is the new sex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-6435093413358402246?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/6435093413358402246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=6435093413358402246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6435093413358402246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6435093413358402246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/08/31-july-2009-fop-august-2-2009-changi.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SoQKbHz07eI/AAAAAAAAAbI/YxVfnfzzQh8/s72-c/Photo0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21954083.post-2005482744069273054</id><published>2009-08-09T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:29:23.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pick it up then throw it all away. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*hello klinsen soh. muii IisH g0NnA rEaD eCc0nS dErX w0RxX. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I buckled at this because it redefines how Twit I thought the human limit was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-2005482744069273054?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/2005482744069273054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=2005482744069273054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/2005482744069273054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/2005482744069273054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/08/pick-it-up-then-throw-it-all-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-2279889041771346138</id><published>2009-08-09T13:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T14:24:20.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nationalistic post, in my own indie way;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There’s  a jewel on the ocean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a gem upon the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Where the future is an open book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A land of destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We could set our sights into the wind and sail the  seven seas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; or climb the highest mountain top as long as we  believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What do you see? What do you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;See  the moon and the stars, look how far we have come&lt;br /&gt;    Look around at our faces, they shine brightly in the  sun&lt;br /&gt;    With our hopes and dreams, imagine what tomorrow it  may bring&lt;br /&gt;    What do you see? What do you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Now the time has come to reach out,&lt;br /&gt;    To open up to see&lt;br /&gt;    That we stand together in this land&lt;br /&gt;    Cos we are family&lt;br /&gt;    As thoughts of reaching to the sky are carried on a  dream&lt;br /&gt;    With hearts and minds united, our dreams we will  achieve&lt;br /&gt;    What do you see? What do you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; See the moon and the stars, look how far we have come&lt;br /&gt;    Look around at our faces, they shine brightly in the  sun&lt;br /&gt;    With our hopes and dreams, imagine what tomorrow it  may bring&lt;br /&gt;    What do you see…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; What do you see when life makes you take on a mountain&lt;br /&gt;    You’ll see that nothing’s gonna stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;    Together we can share&lt;br /&gt;    The strength of a million&lt;br /&gt;    and the courage of a million more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;See  the moon and the stars, look how far we have come&lt;br /&gt;    Look around at our faces, they shine brightly in the  sun&lt;br /&gt;    With our hopes and dreams, imagine what tomorrow it  may bring&lt;br /&gt;    Cos the sky’s the only limit when you’re not afraid  to dream&lt;br /&gt;    What do you see? What do you see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every anti-establishment blogger in Singapore is actually the benchmark for the ultimate patriot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must stop living in the past&lt;br /&gt;Stop using old chinese education systems&lt;br /&gt;Stop tyrannical oppression by those whom rule us&lt;br /&gt;Stop resisting the sands of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts with a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far can you show Singapore's growth, development and progress if you compose a national day song that sounds exactly like what Dick Lee composed 20 odd years ago? Crescendo chorus, no harmonizing, "physical" lyrics?  Just describing the awe of the national flag doesn't make you more Singaporean than the next bloke spending all his money domestically in a local club getting drunk on diluted liquor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food for thought yo. Remember, its five stars, a crescent moon, red and white stripe. Not white background, blue ring, and red lightning bolt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yTnvqQFFc1c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yTnvqQFFc1c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-2279889041771346138?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/2279889041771346138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=2279889041771346138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/2279889041771346138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/2279889041771346138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/08/nationalistic-post-in-my-own-indie-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-4229540413957826400</id><published>2009-08-06T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:51:45.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The other day I was taking 966 back and I saw someone with like 1.5cm~2cm fake eyelashes, gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that don't grow with your body, those which deteiorate to reduce your clarity of perception of the outside world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love looking at people's eyes. Sometimes it tells you their story, sometimes it doesn't cause it just looks flat. Like a very shallow kind of reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tells you what their lips don't. Is someone lying? How nervous is the guy? Is the guy avoiding you or is he giving you unnaturally large amounts of attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*anticlimax*, on the other hand, Asians have really small eyes so the extent of all the dramatisation I gave about eyes is totally reduced to scale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-4229540413957826400?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/4229540413957826400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=4229540413957826400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4229540413957826400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4229540413957826400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/08/other-day-i-was-taking-966-back-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-1645160569894812788</id><published>2009-08-02T12:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:41:19.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3026569&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3026569&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3026569"&gt;Singapore Lights Timelapse&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user561664"&gt;Weehan Yeo&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in case you people didn't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs122.snc1/5253_133618372888_715152888_3119142_8092983_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs122.snc1/5253_133618372888_715152888_3119142_8092983_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-1645160569894812788?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/1645160569894812788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=1645160569894812788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1645160569894812788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1645160569894812788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/08/singapore-lights-timelapse-from-weehan.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-9018872444544232810</id><published>2009-08-01T12:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T12:18:14.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did you hear? Gahmen want us to say the pledge to our TV at 8:22pm this national day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok guys, dry run, repeat after me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We, the citizens of Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pledge ourselves to serve the foreign people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;regardless of their race, language or religion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to build a foreigner-dominated society,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;leveraging on 66.6% Singaporean stupidity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so as to achieve happiness, prosperity and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;progress for our foreign talents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VGtW9UgjeVI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VGtW9UgjeVI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will you spend this life granted to you? Will you spend it saving others, killing others, or ignoring others?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-9018872444544232810?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/9018872444544232810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=9018872444544232810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/9018872444544232810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/9018872444544232810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-will-you-spend-this-life-granted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-7143731108187934345</id><published>2009-07-29T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:56:51.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Post rated R21, hold on tight kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SnBi80B46TI/AAAAAAAAAao/otjyuPkCxWM/s1600-h/zanpakucock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SnBi80B46TI/AAAAAAAAAao/otjyuPkCxWM/s400/zanpakucock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363895953096501554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-7143731108187934345?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/7143731108187934345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=7143731108187934345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7143731108187934345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7143731108187934345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SnBi80B46TI/AAAAAAAAAao/otjyuPkCxWM/s72-c/zanpakucock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21954083.post-224595887376451963</id><published>2009-07-27T20:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:34:34.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o06rm4PzYMw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o06rm4PzYMw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Put More Stress Into Your Life!&lt;/strong&gt;        &lt;hr style="font-weight: bold;" size="1"&gt;    &lt;!-- / icon and title --&gt;            &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;col style="font-weight: bold;" width="*"&gt;      &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td valign="top"&gt;   &lt;!-- message --&gt;   &lt;div&gt;      &lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;         &lt;div id="post_message_39159997"&gt;   &lt;!-- 16    --&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   1. Refuse to take action on nagging problems. Procrastinate, brood, and if possible, lose some sleep over them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 2. Make a concerted effort to take note of irritations in your life and blow them out of proportion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 3. Consider the power of negative thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 4. Hide your sense of humor. Erase the words smile, joke, and laugh from your vocabulary; concentrate on frowning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 5. If you've been working a 60 hour week, try 65 or 70 or 75! Spending more time at work will give you less time to consider how stressed you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Consume vast quantities of caffeine. As a stimulant it will ensure that you are awake day and night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 7. Practice the art of "hurry up and wait". This means dashing off to join a line-up somewhere - like the bank, cinema, or ticket outlet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 8. Make sure you drive no further than two feet from the car in front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 9. To relieve boredom while waiting for traffic lights, pretend you are on the starting grid for the Indy 500.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 10. Never read a book or listen to music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 11. Play "Hide and Seek" by concealing important documents from yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 12. Delegate nagging problems. You've proved that you can't deal with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 13. Tell yourself that your abilities are unlimited. Do not waver from this conviction until you are fired for lack of competence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 14. Giggle nervously. It will make other people nervous, meetings will be unproductive and you won't come away with a long list of things to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 15. Find a disagreeable tennis partner. Perhaps your spouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 16. When feeling stressful, breathe deeply and hyperventilate until you pass out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 17. Take up gardening. Nothing can be more stressful if you don't like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 18. When things are going badly, knock your head against the wall. The resulting headache will supersede the original problem.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-224595887376451963?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/224595887376451963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=224595887376451963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/224595887376451963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/224595887376451963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/07/put-more-stress-into-your-life-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-5221985369674464593</id><published>2009-07-25T17:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T17:46:26.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is uber kawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ePt16PAoiOQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ePt16PAoiOQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And LoL at the next one, this guy is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ADCQxllLhbE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ADCQxllLhbE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-5221985369674464593?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/5221985369674464593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=5221985369674464593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5221985369674464593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5221985369674464593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-uber-kawaii.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-4711688635766295997</id><published>2009-07-22T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T23:02:46.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Image based post! like since forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/Smcid48A_NI/AAAAAAAAAaY/MuFbmGfVFaI/s1600-h/Photo0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/Smcid48A_NI/AAAAAAAAAaY/MuFbmGfVFaI/s400/Photo0009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361291778303524050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like everything the guy wrote for his math CA. J2 somemore, aiyo. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SmcidcEKcAI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Wu5oEYmvCS0/s1600-h/Photo0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SmcidcEKcAI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Wu5oEYmvCS0/s400/Photo0008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361291770553069570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs grades of 1T36 for our midyears! Note the large number of Us and Ss. I got pushed to an E ok. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/Smcic06LsQI/AAAAAAAAAaI/pTt-pPG2TxU/s1600-h/Photo0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/Smcic06LsQI/AAAAAAAAAaI/pTt-pPG2TxU/s400/Photo0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361291760042225922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously some tenants at Orchard Central are very into french, or Japanese, hur hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/Smcico6DlsI/AAAAAAAAAaA/n7-hVucKGYE/s1600-h/Photo0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/Smcico6DlsI/AAAAAAAAAaA/n7-hVucKGYE/s400/Photo0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361291756820469442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the picture to rule them all, _____'S TANLINE. LOL. The result of kayaking 9 hours whilst having your hands and thighs taped to prevent abrasions and blisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, UN convention in Denmark, and the only thing that separates me from it is a 1000 word essay &gt;_&gt;   I'm never good with competition submissions I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I'm officially one of the 2 bridge trainers for 2009-2010 together with SS Wong. HAHA. I need to brush up or I'll really look stupid. Oh well, at least I made it into exco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going to slay all the J1s. There are still major topics to clear before the year end, with no bloody study break before promos. Oh wow. And then there's PW. SEIYEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless us all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-4711688635766295997?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/4711688635766295997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=4711688635766295997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4711688635766295997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4711688635766295997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/07/image-based-post-like-since-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/Smcid48A_NI/AAAAAAAAAaY/MuFbmGfVFaI/s72-c/Photo0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21954083.post-7061776265695098278</id><published>2009-07-21T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:32:52.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1T36 is sick! You can just hear the coughs and sneezing, whoooweeee. 4 people were absent today, lolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths is mad, 3rd week into school and we've cleared 45 pages of lectures notes, now left with Maclaurin series, small angle approximation and integration for the rest of the year, which is like, 11 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;11 weeks only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, damn fast la, can't imagine all the shit I was complaining about CJC was almost 5 months ago. More than 150 full days. And then there's 139 days before the standard chartered marathon(i think). Lan jiao ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He taught us only to love, so why do I hate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-7061776265695098278?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/7061776265695098278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=7061776265695098278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7061776265695098278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7061776265695098278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/07/1t36-is-sick-you-can-just-hear-coughs.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-3564020017713506880</id><published>2009-07-20T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:39:58.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like doing some imba review post about certain people that will really prove my point for the past 1  year. But I'm feeling really lazy right now, like, Haruka-lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Oral was over today, thank God for that. Like, at least it was a lot better than the awkward silence during sec 3 &gt;: I think it helped that the 2 good ones were after me instead of before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77 days to promos, can you believe it, just 11 weeks. I remember a moment where I recalled it would be 12 weeks to O levels. It felt so short, at the same time, it wasn't really that short... Uh, Iono anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NPNT here - But at least now I know a few safe birthday gifts for girls, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here are some lesser known&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; facts &lt;/span&gt;about my name, just brilliant really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dolphins sleep at night just below the surface of Klinsen, and frequently rise to the surface for air!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A thimbleful of Klinsen would weigh over 100 million tons.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Klinsen cannot burp - there is no gravity to separate liquid from gas in his stomach!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Klinsen is the only bird that can swim but not fly!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby swans are called Klinsen!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Olive oil was used for washing Klinsen in the ancient Mediterranean world.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Klinsen is black with white stripes, not white with black stripes!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The ace of spades in a playing card deck symbolizes Klinsen&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.(see la, bridge is my destiny)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The patron saint of Klinsen is Saint Eugenie!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Only one child in twenty will be born on the day predicted by Klinsen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless me the next 3 months, project work + promo preparation + HOARGH. Get me off facebook and hardwarezone plz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-3564020017713506880?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/3564020017713506880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=3564020017713506880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/3564020017713506880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/3564020017713506880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-like-doing-some-imba-review-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-6720959359189710714</id><published>2009-07-17T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:01:54.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO AWAY LAH, SERIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-6720959359189710714?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/6720959359189710714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=6720959359189710714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6720959359189710714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6720959359189710714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/07/go-away-lah-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-7126120352312825663</id><published>2009-07-16T21:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:15:17.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Searching through my pictures and I found the menos dood. Kewl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/Sl8uQ57p30I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/VkQ194Ougro/s1600-h/DSCF1426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/Sl8uQ57p30I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/VkQ194Ougro/s400/DSCF1426.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359052949557993282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my classmates are damn good at entertaining themselves la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday during break, I came back and saw like half the class seated around the middle of our classroom. Then we turned around and started predicting whether people would cut across the quadrangle during their PE jog, and then we went nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it became an argument on whether a girl from T35 was attracted to a guy sitting with her on the bench. tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pw Group CJC 173 is so precious really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace - today she went totally bonkers after school ended, did some clickclickclick yapkohkhee clickclick spoof of melvin wah. omg, totally hilarious, i kid chiu nort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back my midyears, CCCCES. I'm quite satisfied, although all my Cs could have easily become Bs had I been a tad more careful :(   Jacinda's average is about the same as mine, albeit 0.166666666666666666666 marks higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 contrasting songs for the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of worried for my 3 retainee classmates, especially since they failed a 1 or 2 subjects each, I don't know what's gonna happen to them now :( &lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5PN6egPgazA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5PN6egPgazA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i3D7ebQ27w8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i3D7ebQ27w8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collegian.psu.edu/archive/2000/09/09-27-00tdc/09-27-00dops-column-3.asp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.collegian.psu.edu/archive/2000/09/09-27-00tdc/09-27-00dops-column-3.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rispek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-7126120352312825663?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/7126120352312825663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=7126120352312825663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7126120352312825663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7126120352312825663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/07/searching-through-my-pictures-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/Sl8uQ57p30I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/VkQ194Ougro/s72-c/DSCF1426.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21954083.post-8283635294599068835</id><published>2009-07-10T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:46:23.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School's begun, and I've already fallen behind in tutorials - just like in term 1. What a pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate right now, Catholic Junior College officially suspended all CCAs until further notice as of 10.07.09.  That means sending a good 30% of 1800 people to orchard road on a friday afternoon. And of course, ODAC is not included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classmate Donna-san is sick! And was in contact with the Matthias guy, who's been hospitalised. Poor things, hope they recover and get well soon. At the very least, they might be immune to h1 strains from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this actress (&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="t_nihongo_kanji" lang="ja" lang="ja"&gt;平 愛梨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="t_nihongo_comma" style="display: none;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- Taira Airi) is kinda cute in her character. She has like the look of yui and huang biren combined -&gt; lol random plz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa34/maverick-eririn/news_0804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 165px;" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa34/maverick-eririn/news_0804.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must really salute Tsutsumi Yukihiko(director of ashita no kioku) for finding actors and actresses who match their manga counterparts in looks completely. Besides Kanna, other 20th century boys characters who look very similar to their actors are Haruo Nami, Maruo, Sadakiyo, and the list goes on, really. The movie trilogy is so wonderful and enthralling that anyone can get hooked just by starting with the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be completing a legendary manga series of the 21st century(ironically).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-8283635294599068835?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/8283635294599068835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=8283635294599068835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8283635294599068835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8283635294599068835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/07/schools-begun-and-ive-already-fallen.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-110211733201032825</id><published>2009-07-07T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:57:51.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SlNULDXLzUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ttSvytj0a1U/s1600-h/fatpills.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SlNULDXLzUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ttSvytj0a1U/s400/fatpills.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355716930731494722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By using a secret blog, I shirk all social responsibilities of not being a dick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-110211733201032825?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/110211733201032825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=110211733201032825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/110211733201032825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/110211733201032825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/07/by-using-secret-blog-i-shirk-all-social.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SlNULDXLzUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ttSvytj0a1U/s72-c/fatpills.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21954083.post-7029825509314104578</id><published>2009-07-05T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:09:19.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gotta make a change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For once in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's gonna feel real good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gonna make a difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gonna make it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've been having odd dreams about a very far fetched scenario that will happen on the day that I wake up itself. First it was the barbecue at Mandarin Gardens, then it was today's Gym session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was quite slack generally. Yiliang ran like 3km and zao, while nicky waste timo LOL&lt;br /&gt;Bathed and then watched Michael Jackson  Live in Bucharest. Awesome stuff. Before L4D!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally retarded. Kept spamming cheats at the end cause we couldn't win the finale. Then when the helicopter came, they all got caught in the zombie wave despite my pipe bomb. Then only me and yishuo escaped lOLOLOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at "The Food Court" and didn't finish my food even though I was damn hungry cause there was waaaaay too much rice. Saw a certain Primary School DM    *jiaoplz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Techies = Funniest dota hero ever.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As I turned up the collar on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A favorite winter coat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This wind is blowin' my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see the kids in the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With not enough to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who am I to be blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pretending not to see their needs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A summer's disregard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A broken bottle top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And a one man's soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They follow each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the wind ya' know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause they got nowhere to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's why I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the second last day of the long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tomorrow, begins a new term with new syllabus, more ccas, the start of pw rush and preparation for promos. Maaaan, what a drag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm starting with the man in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm asking him to change his ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And no message could have been any clearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you wanna make the world a better place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take a look at yourself and then make a change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've been a victim of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A selfish kinda love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's time that I realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There are some with no home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not a nickel to loan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Could it be really pretending that they're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A willow deeply scarred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody's broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And a washed out dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They follow the pattern of the wind ya' see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause they got no place to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's why I'm starting with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to stop wasting time on like, computer. lol. The Daily Show/Colbert Report, Explosm, Facebook, Hardwarezone, Ultimate Guitar, NgeeKhiong, Youtube, 4shared, megaupload :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting with the man in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking him to change his ways&lt;br /&gt;And no message could have been any clearer&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna make the world a better place&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at yourself and then make a change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting with the man in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking him to change his ways, yeah&lt;br /&gt;No message could have been any clearer&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna make the world a better place&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at yourself and then make the change&lt;br /&gt;You gotta get it right, while you got the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't want my entire past to die, do I?&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when you close your heart&lt;br /&gt;Then you close your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-7029825509314104578?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/7029825509314104578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=7029825509314104578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7029825509314104578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7029825509314104578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/07/gotta-make-change-for-once-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-1856552363785173786</id><published>2009-07-03T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T23:41:02.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/funny-pictures-kitten-has-a-happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/funny-pictures-kitten-has-a-happy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I aer happy lolcat desu. After 4 hours of sitting down doing a subject that has been tormenting me and refusing to let me go even after tanking its higher level in secondary school. Technically speaking I'm like top 20% of the cohort in chinese &gt;( And I'm undermined by taking h1, but oh well, people who don't have A1 in HC also take h1 :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stewpig la, their chinese already good enough, then make the bell curve harder for me nia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that concluded J1 Midyears, WHOOOOOO, 75% OF JC LIFE TO GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;205 outing, I pwnt in organising :D once again, さすが俺様だ！The last time was like... phototaking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to holland V after 205 shattered into 3 groups in ranking of impatience. lol. Ate at a hawker centre&lt;u&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;not nasi lemak horr, mediacorp fanboys&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was like, nua session. All we can do is just nua. Followed the "402 route" to the hard rock ice cream thing, and we just like mobbed the place. Haagen dasz ish sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we continued up the route and we stood around 10 minutes like 402 on rockafella night, HAH. Then we ended up walking all the way back. I missed my 75, took the long way back using 184 at clementi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Typing of the Dead :D&lt;/span&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/21954083-1856552363785173786?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/1856552363785173786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=1856552363785173786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1856552363785173786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1856552363785173786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-im-undermined-by-taking-h1-but-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-3194638342428746615</id><published>2009-06-28T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:30:30.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ecorazzi.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/039_30399michael-jackson-posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 425px;" src="http://www.ecorazzi.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/039_30399michael-jackson-posters.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be missed, King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without him, many of the musicians we know wouldn't be inspired to exist today. Michael Jackson single handedly injected dance-pop music into the world and instantly proved that music destroys all ethnic barriers, selling out in the the Americas, Europe, and the whole of Asia as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Michael, dies Farrah Fawcett as well as the K-on anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of things I've done during the holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Roller blade&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HG 1/144 Gundam Exia R2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kbox&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buffet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drums&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Manga[My weeklies, 20th century boys(265 chapters), Densha Otoko (27 chapters), a few oneshots]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guitar(a shit lot of it)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Japanese(Rosetta stone, J-rock concert, Cosplay research)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Econs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you I'm made to be in some arts course in uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midyears begin tomorrow. I'm more concerned for my buttocks than my brain. Like 3 hours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-3194638342428746615?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/3194638342428746615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=3194638342428746615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/3194638342428746615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/3194638342428746615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/06/youll-always-be-missed-king.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-4157665168625810495</id><published>2009-06-24T16:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T16:37:51.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SkHlyw_gSkI/AAAAAAAAAZo/y4e40wwbCtU/s1600-h/img026+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SkHlyw_gSkI/AAAAAAAAAZo/y4e40wwbCtU/s400/img026+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350810492600339010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-4157665168625810495?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/4157665168625810495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=4157665168625810495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4157665168625810495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4157665168625810495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SkHlyw_gSkI/AAAAAAAAAZo/y4e40wwbCtU/s72-c/img026+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21954083.post-3873510868428636247</id><published>2009-06-23T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:39:34.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bm D A G x 10000000000000000000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sets air supply on loop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs, Chem, Maths. Let's do this shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-3873510868428636247?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/3873510868428636247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=3873510868428636247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/3873510868428636247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/3873510868428636247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/06/bm-d-g-x-10000000000000000000-sets-air.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-5138722103371212175</id><published>2009-06-19T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T23:54:51.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;転がる岩、君に朝が降る&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could I would want to repaint this world&lt;br /&gt;not something as big as getting rid of all wars&lt;br /&gt;but I kinda want that as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be an actor or a movie star&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary I can't even put up a nice smile when I'm facing you&lt;br /&gt;Someone like me really has no way to do it&lt;br /&gt;ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I did was wrong, and I don't understand why I'm still rolling rolling&lt;br /&gt;I've never protected it that's why my heart is hurting&lt;br /&gt;And right before this was to be for sure&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts were entangled and rolling rolling&lt;br /&gt;At the tumbling speed over frozen ground, I take off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't a reason but somehow i am sad&lt;br /&gt;I don't cry that's why I don't get much help&lt;br /&gt;So I sing to warm up such a night&lt;br /&gt;whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rock is tumbling, bringing us along to somewhere somewhere&lt;br /&gt;A life that splits the solid ground has sprouted&lt;br /&gt;before we cross over that hill&lt;br /&gt;so that It, will shine on, shine on;&lt;br /&gt;the morning that will light up even your loneliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little red car is carrying you&lt;br /&gt;over the faraway bend&lt;br /&gt;and I can't see you from here anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've nothing left, and I don't understand why I'm still rolling rolling&lt;br /&gt;I've never protected it that's why my heart is hurting&lt;br /&gt;And right before this was to be for sure&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts were entangled and rolling rolling&lt;br /&gt;At the tumbling speed over frozen ground, I take off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-5138722103371212175?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/5138722103371212175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=5138722103371212175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5138722103371212175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5138722103371212175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-i-could-i-would-want-to-repaint-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-3089844922048624720</id><published>2009-06-17T09:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T09:52:19.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg I dreamt about Yui and Yukihiro. HYARHYAHRYAHRYAHRYAHRYHARRARA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met them on some, train. Can't' remember all the details, info diffusing out argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yukihiro looks a lot younger and speaks better english that I thought he would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yui told me (can't remember in english or japanese) when she started out on guitar, she played really badly for the first 3 years, and laughed at me for thinking she was awesome on the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to get her email and then got Jessabelle(who was with me) to copy it down on her phone. In any case, I needed a lot more time with my idols. Apparently, Yukihiro listens to a lot of 70s rock and knows more english songs than I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yui had some holdups about me visiting Tokyo and trying to find her there though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to go for hot drinks at Lot 1 (@_@). Yukihiro needed to go pee, while Yui, me, and a few random SAJC people were looking around at gift shops. She suggested finding a place with decent Donburi, and it was going to be her treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She secretly asked me when I would be free from national service. And then told me that 2012 to 2016 was the optimum time for her to have children, I @_@. As I was staring, I realised her face isn't as fat as it looks on TV, although it has a few more moles and definitely isn't perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I secretly confessed to her what her music meant to me and stuff. Then she laughed and told me an autograph and photo would be fine. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND THEN I WOKE UP, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-3089844922048624720?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/3089844922048624720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=3089844922048624720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/3089844922048624720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/3089844922048624720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg-i-dreamt-about-yui-and-yukihiro.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-7058525267700502253</id><published>2009-06-15T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:27:25.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xj8pU_SnhlY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xj8pU_SnhlY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gisuyFpaiiM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gisuyFpaiiM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/82VDQ0IE2gY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/82VDQ0IE2gY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next video is a 36 second musical summary of episode 9 :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FwCb9GvkKl8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FwCb9GvkKl8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zpScnZsaPzg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zpScnZsaPzg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 Akiyama Mio :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-7058525267700502253?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/7058525267700502253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=7058525267700502253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7058525267700502253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7058525267700502253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/06/next-video-is-36-second-musical-summary.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-387607574776355450</id><published>2009-06-15T10:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T10:19:31.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wiliu.com/Images/UVERworld%20wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://wiliu.com/Images/UVERworld%20wallpaper.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre : Electronica/Rock/Dance/Metal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://listentheworld.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/yukihiro_alu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 680px;" src="http://listentheworld.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/yukihiro_alu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre : Grunge/Rock/Metal/Jazz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/99/33059906/3787891521040l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 438px; height: 600px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/99/33059906/3787891521040l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre : Pop rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-387607574776355450?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/387607574776355450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=387607574776355450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/387607574776355450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/387607574776355450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/06/genre-electronicarockdancemetal-genre.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-2068846161036069732</id><published>2009-06-15T09:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:43:53.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"Don't really talk to you that much now, but I wish I could a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you were the great mix of cool and innocent. Good balance. I liked that. I felt like I could click with you really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't really have a lot in common, just probably itchy fingers that loved texting, even if it was all just filler contents, asking about each others' days, sharing a bit of laughs and retarded-ness. Kind of long, like I think we mutually shot about a few thousand messages at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really care. Guys should know their boundaries and step in to intervene when their friends do something not right. Well, are you a nihilist? Do you believe that there is no right and wrong, and that morals exist only in our imagination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every sinew of my heart I pray that's not the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, school has been kinda crappy for me. I don't know about your experience exactly. Hope it hasn't been driving you nuts. After school activities, tutorials, exams, please juggle them well. Os wasn't exactly sunshine and rainbows for the both of us, suppose we want to try and make good for our tertiary education?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put aside all vile distractions, and won't you have some good clean fun? Stuff with maybe your old friends. Don't dabble too much into the premise of booze cocktailed with cheap syrup, it doesn't grant you any justice to the pure person I think you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naïve as it may be. I really want to continue talking to you and share my life experiences as long as possible, perhaps even till the day I depart from this earth. Yeah, that's the extent. I don't know if I'm ever gonna find anyone else like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both know that I'm not someone who can be on the same wavelength with the crowd. I have this much love condensed to share between my family and friends, won't you have some too? I wish, that you were reading this, and hope that you wanna know that you're the person in this note."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-2068846161036069732?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/2068846161036069732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=2068846161036069732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/2068846161036069732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/2068846161036069732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-really-talk-to-you-that-much-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-5466221545164132879</id><published>2009-06-12T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:37:27.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you strip all humans of their emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would not have greed, they would not have pride, they would not love, they would not fear, they would not worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that world a much better place?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-5466221545164132879?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/5466221545164132879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=5466221545164132879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5466221545164132879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5466221545164132879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-you-strip-all-humans-of-their.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-5370092366334250516</id><published>2009-06-12T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T02:01:38.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alcoholism, masturbation, drugs and tobacco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tens of billions of dollars circulate monthly about the industries that thrive on those 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the sad truth on how people give in to their weaknesses and then chain themselves to these dead weights that eat slowly into them. This is what happens when you invest -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alcoholism : The Big CEO gets his paycheck, production increases, more drunken one night stands/rape cases/alcoholics anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Masturbation : Pornstars get their paycheck, production increases, more viruses and btss running around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drugs : Al Qaeda, the mexican mafia, and the remnants of Khmer Rouge continue to terrorise the world. Amy Winehouse goes to jail, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tobacco : Global warming!!!!!!! more sick bald people with poison in their blood waste resources of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in a good day's addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, what a pain in the butt, these holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pw, haven't started at all. Read a bit of econs and chem, that was pretty much it. At the very least, I got some stuff done on my gundams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dota 6.60 is out. After like half a year. Congratulations to Icefrog for the setup of a new official website and the implementation of a majorly revamped dota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe they would like patch every other week in sec 2, funny sia. Then again, those were the days of mrbrownshow spam and pirate king online/maple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't hum the tunes cause its not what you like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wanna see you, but you won't hear me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the long road home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-5370092366334250516?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/5370092366334250516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=5370092366334250516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5370092366334250516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5370092366334250516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/06/vices.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-6570582208634686638</id><published>2009-06-06T11:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:27:26.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How often have you ever gone to a school/church camp/cca/function and when someone comes up to do a briefing/impromptu speech, he goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay guys, so basically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;....xxxxx"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was telling an EDMW member that there are certain mindsets that need to die with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, its the kind of conservative, fundamentalist mindset that most fathers, especially Singaporean will have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The typical Singaporean father(non-elite) works an office job. He wants his children to go to a good JC and apply for a scholarship to NUS. After they are done, they should serve their bond happily and continue to work in the civil service for the rest of their lives, proclaiming it as their 'duty' to the nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your father thinks like that, please slap yourself and work your ass off to defy him and prove him wrong. He is already a mindless pawn of the ruling party. He might agree to being sent to die in a nursing home in Malaysia rather than his home country. I'm not saying Malaysia is bad, in fact, if you were a Malaysian PR living in Singapore, I'd rather go back there to die like a king than to be crushed as a peasant here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to what our local media may have you believe, it is NOT possible for fresh SMU graduates to have $4k starting pay. Meaning, it is also impossible for NUS and NTU grads to have higher starting pay. I mean, I don't know about you, but I felt that this was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO HARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to spot and figure out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do whatever it takes to escape this country which is telling you they are aiming for the "Swiss" standard of living. You should try to go to a country like Luxembourg, with one of the highest GDP/capita, literacy rate, quality of life, and population less than 1/4 of Singapore's(foreign + local).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the important thing when these traditional mindsets are gone is, 'do what you want'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(edit : I took a dump in the middle of this post and I realise dad's toilet has a sink with water pressure so high I could have cut off a few fingers just by washing my hands for 6 more seconds &gt;_&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Not everyone is meant to live a normal life in an average middle class family. In fact we should try to break out of that conformity. However, when it actually comes to strike you, you shouldn't be bitter about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it, we live in a socially kaput nation. The Chinese majority must resort to being racist to 'suppress' the malay and indian minorities. And the minorities are still stupidly conforming to their stereotypes. Disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scenario : Enlistment for Basic Military Training!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In most other countries : "I have willingly dedicated myself to the defence of my nation. I shall serve it with pride and reap the rewards that it has promised me in order to feed my family!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore : "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Eh, your name is Johnson right. Eh, my cousin working in hospiter leh, you want eMSee or not? Sell you cheap cheap&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Scenario : Imagine a car has crashed into a lorry at a 4 way junction ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In most other countries : "Oh my goodness/Buddha/God/Allah/Vishnu/L. Ron Hubbard! Call the police/ambulance!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore : "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EH WHERE'S MY NOTEBOOK, MUST COPY DOWN PLATE NUMBER&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scenario : Mcdonalds is giving away Hello Kitties with every upsized Extra Value Meal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In most other countries :"Oh, they're so cute! Maybe I should pop by to get one for my niece/daughter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore : "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;EH, BOON HOCK AH, WHERE'S THE TENT? HELP ME BUY KOPI ON THE WAY&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; errrrr escue me!   I want errr, the the the fillet O fis miu upsai, got the toy right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scenario : The train is packed, there are seats nowhere and there's a 30-something year old person sitting on seats closest to the door&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In most other countries : "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Oh man, have to stand the entire journey&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt; Excuse me, I'm really not feeling well at the moment, if its okay do you mind sparing me your seat until I get off?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore : " *&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Whips out camera phone*. 4 hours later; types an article 'Man hogs priority seat and tells me to f*** off'&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Man later surfing the internet : wtf?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scenario : Foodcourt at lunch peak period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In most other countries : "Okay, I think I'll sit here first while you guys go get your lunch. Help me buy a root beer on your way back, thanks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore : "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;TISSUE PACKET'TO SHURIKEN NO JUTSU. *comes back to find tissue packet gone and people sitting on the seat* YOU DONNO THE RULES OF SENGKAPOH IS IT, GO BACK TO YOUR OWN COUNTRY LA, CHAO ANG MOR/AHTIONG/BANGLA&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario : Election day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In most other countries : "Do I really want to let these guys continue to control parliament? Have they been doing a good job? What can they do for me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66.6% of Singapore : "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Fwah, gahmen giving money&lt;/span&gt;[&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*note that this idiot doesn't realise its his own money in the form of paid taxes, GST and ERP*&lt;/span&gt;] &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sia, easy choice&lt;/span&gt;.     &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*Sits at home and sleeps, because he doesn't need to vote*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see a kind of underlying subconscious urge by these people to 'suppress' others and make themselves feel superior at others' expense? Chinese Singaporeans also tend to shoot themselves in the foot at the same time! How brilliant. If I had like, 0.1 cents for every time my fellow countrymen did that....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-6570582208634686638?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/6570582208634686638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=6570582208634686638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6570582208634686638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6570582208634686638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-often-have-you-ever-gone-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-5994629106677384634</id><published>2009-05-30T12:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T12:05:46.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Disorder | Rating&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paranoid: Moderate&lt;br /&gt;Schizoid: Moderate&lt;br /&gt;Schizotypal: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Very High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Many believe that schizotypal personality disorder represents mild schizophrenia.  The disorder is characterized by odd forms of thinking and perceiving, and individuals with this  disorder often seek isolation from others. They sometimes believe to have extra sensory ability or  that unrelated events relate to them in some important way. They generally engage in eccentric behavior  and have difficulty concentrating for long periods of time. Their speech is often over elaborate and  difficult to follow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Antisocial: Low&lt;br /&gt;Borderline: &lt;/span&gt;Low&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Histrionic: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;People with histrionic personality disorder are constant attention seekers. They need to be the center of attention  all the time, often interrupting others in order to dominate the conversation. They use grandiose language to discribe  everyday events and seek constant praise. They may dress provacatively or exaggerate illnesses in order to gain attention.  Histrionics also tend to exaggerate friendships and relationships, believing that everyone loves them.  They are often manipulative.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Narcissistic: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Narcissistic personality disorder is characterized by self-centeredness. Like histrionic disorder, people with this  disorder seek attention and praise. They exaggerate their achievements, expecting others to recongize them as being  superior. They tend to be choosy about picking friends, since they believe that not just anyone is worthy of being  their friend. Narcissists tend to make good first impressions, yet have difficulty maintaining long-lasting relationships.  They are generally uninterested in the feelings of others and may take advantage of them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoidant: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Avoidant personality disorder is characterized by extreme social anxiety. People with this disorder  often feel inadequate, avoid social situations, and seek out jobs with little contact with others.  Avoidants are fearful of being rejected and worry about embarassing themselves in front of others.  They exaggerate the potential difficulties of new situations to rationalize avoiding them.  Often, they will create fantasy worlds to substitute for the real one. Unlike schizoid personality  disorder, avoidants yearn for social relations yet feel they are unable to obtain them.  They are frequently depressed and have low self-confidence.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This contrasts the previous one o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Dependent: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dependent personality disorder is characterized by a need to be taken care of. People with this disorder tend to cling to people and fear losing them. They may become suicidal when a break-up is imminent. They tend to let others make important decisions for them and often jump from relationship to relationship. Dependents often remain in abusive relationships. Over-sensitivity to disapproval is common. Dependents often feel helpless and depressed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should so be Low can D:&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Obsessive-Compulsive: Moderate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some non-diagnostic test on the internet. Take it &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/21954083-5994629106677384634?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/5994629106677384634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=5994629106677384634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5994629106677384634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5994629106677384634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/05/disorder-rating-paranoid-moderate.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-8837405091617267814</id><published>2009-05-27T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:40:35.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I suddenly recalled this sms I got from chaohsien last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just now I was watching some HSM advertisement and I thought 'knn cheesepie why my 'High School' life not like that one :("&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looooooool D:    that's life for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SALLY IS EXTREME! LIKE DINOSAURS EXPLODING. ♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; chiu ish cannot change the past&lt;br /&gt; but chiu can decide your own future&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need the strongest mind and will to keep to this logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So this is how it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well I, I would have never known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if it ends today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well I'll still say that you shine brighter than anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now I think we're taking this too far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't you know that it's not this hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well it's not this hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But if you take what's yours and I take mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Must we go there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Please not this time. No, not this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well this is not your fault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But if I'm without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then I will feel so small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if you have to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'll always know that you shine brighter than anyone does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now I think we're taking this too far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't you know that it's not this hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well it's not this hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But if you take what's yours and I take mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Must we go there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Please not this time. No, not this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you run away now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Will you come back around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if you ran away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'd still wave goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Watching you shine bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now I think we're taking this too far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't you know that it's not this hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well it's not this hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But if you take what's yours and I take mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Must we go there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Please not this time. No, not this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll wave goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Watching you shine bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll wave goodbye tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-8837405091617267814?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/8837405091617267814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=8837405091617267814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8837405091617267814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8837405091617267814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-suddenly-recalled-this-sms-i-got-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-1466338528004525423</id><published>2009-05-24T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:56:48.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H3Yq6etHHSo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H3Yq6etHHSo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;夢の続き　追いかけていたはずなのに&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 曲がりくねった　細い道 人に躓く&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; あの頃にみたいにって　戻りたいわけじゃないの　なくしてきた空を&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 探してる&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 分かってくれます様に　犠牲になった様な　悲しい顔は&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; やめてよ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 罪の最後は涙じゃないよ　ずっと苦しく背負ってくんだ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 出口見えない感情迷路に&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 誰を待ってるの&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 白いノートに綴った様に　もっと素直に吐き出したいよ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 何から逃れたいんだ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 現実ってやつか&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 叶える為に生きてるんだって&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 忘れちゃいそうな 夜の真ん中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 無難になんてやってられないから&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 帰る場所もないの&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; この想いを消してしまうには&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; まだ人生長いでしょ　懐かしくなる&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; こんな痛みも歓迎じゃん&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 謝らなくちゃいけないよね　ああ ごめんね&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; うまく言えなくて　心配かけたままだったね&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; あの日抱えた全部　明日抱える全部&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 順番つけたりはしないから&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 分かってくれます様に　そっと目を閉じたんだ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 見たくないものまで見えんだもん&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; いらない噂にちょっと　初めて聞く発言どっち&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 向かい合ったら友達だって&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 嘘はやめてね&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 深いハートが苛立つ様に　体ん中燃えているんだ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 本当は期待してんの&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 現実ってやつか&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 叶える為に生きてるんだって&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 叫びたくなるよ 聞こえていますか&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 無難になんてやってられないから&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 帰る場所もないの&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 優しさにはいつも感謝してる&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; だから強くなりたい　進む為に&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 敵も味方も歓迎じゃん&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; どうやって次のドア開けるんだっけ　考えてる&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; もう引き返せない物語始まってるんだ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 目を覚ませ　目を覚ませ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; この想いを消してしまうには&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; まだ人生長いでしょ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; やり残してることやり直してみたいから&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; もう一度行こうか&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 叶える為に生きてるんだって&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 叫びたくなるよ 聞こえていますか&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 無難になんてやってられないから&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 帰る場所もないの&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 優しさにはいつも感謝してる&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; だから強くなりたい　懐かしくなる&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; こんな痛みも歓迎じゃん&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 134, 134);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN BEFORE THE LOCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-1466338528004525423?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/1466338528004525423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=1466338528004525423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1466338528004525423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1466338528004525423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-before-lock.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-7326993750797273278</id><published>2009-05-23T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:20:01.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.weirdasianews.com/2009/05/22/whale-explodes-taiwan-street/"&gt;WHALE EXPLODES IN TAIWANESE STREET IN 2004 LOL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3578/3553340449_e51c1fdaea_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 624px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3578/3553340449_e51c1fdaea_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week countdown to the worst holiday ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Studying for midyears&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Project Work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ehhh. got 402 gathering rehhh1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111111oneoneoneoneo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cmon 1T36 keep going go pia for midyears ok. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEVEL 26 ON RESTAURANT CITY 1 MORE LEVEL TO GO OKAY I WIN THE INTERNET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Walan no inspiration to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want many many many many things right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-7326993750797273278?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/7326993750797273278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=7326993750797273278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7326993750797273278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7326993750797273278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/05/1-week-countdown-to-worst-holiday-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-7762812663170707084</id><published>2009-05-18T20:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T01:14:34.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall edit this post cause spamming new posts is quite douchy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/ShajI28gJ3I/AAAAAAAAAX8/9HDm8lARAFI/s1600-h/manbirdpig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/ShajI28gJ3I/AAAAAAAAAX8/9HDm8lARAFI/s400/manbirdpig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338633780877862770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;101 Ways To Annoy People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sing the Batman theme incessantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. In the memo field of all your checks, write "for sensual massage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Specify that your drive-through order is "to go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Learn Morse code, and have conversations with friends in public consisting entirely of "Beeeep Bip Bip Beeep Bip..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you have a glass eye, tap on it occasionally with your pen while talking to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Amuse yourself for endless hours by hooking a camcorder to your TV and then pointing it at the screen. &lt;&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i44.tinypic.com/a4ps1y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 624px; height: 352px;" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/a4ps1y.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I wanna be the first guy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-7762812663170707084?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/7762812663170707084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=7762812663170707084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7762812663170707084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7762812663170707084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/ShajI28gJ3I/AAAAAAAAAX8/9HDm8lARAFI/s72-c/manbirdpig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21954083.post-6551841506942206691</id><published>2009-05-17T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:59:15.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today all moi EDMW butties de father ish all strike Toto worx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2371340"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2371340&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2371324"&gt; http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2371324&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2371051"&gt;http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2371051&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?p=37838436"&gt; http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?p=37838436&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2371382"&gt; http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2371382&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2371386"&gt; http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2371386&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2371374"&gt; http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2371374&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2371385"&gt; http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2371385&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?p=37838878"&gt;http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?p=37838878&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2371384"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2371384&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2371408"&gt;http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2371408&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-6551841506942206691?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/6551841506942206691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=6551841506942206691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6551841506942206691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6551841506942206691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-all-moi-edmw-butties-de-father.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-3555485709675365322</id><published>2009-05-13T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:16:35.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.asiaone.com/News/AsiaOne%2BNews/Malaysia/Story/A1Story20090505-139278.html"&gt;Best news of the year, greater than Mas Selamat's Capture.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-3555485709675365322?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/3555485709675365322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=3555485709675365322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/3555485709675365322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/3555485709675365322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-news-of-year-greater-than-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-6813199368913303578</id><published>2009-05-12T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:23:03.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;Propoganda song by our brilliant elites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;歌词：&lt;br /&gt;也许我一个人&lt;br /&gt;不能成就一番大事业&lt;br /&gt;但我尽力贡献一份微薄的力量&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许我自己&lt;br /&gt;不能发出万丈光和亮&lt;br /&gt;但我能为斗室带来足够的光芒&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;我从来都不在乎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 自己不是一个大人物&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 因为平凡也是一种幸福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看到名人总是忙忙碌碌&lt;br /&gt;我的时间由我控制&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;平凡日子一样会充实&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;我从来都不在乎&lt;br /&gt;自己不是一个大人物&lt;br /&gt;因为平凡也是一种幸福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看到名人总是忙忙碌碌&lt;br /&gt;我的时间由我控制&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;平凡日子一样会充实&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;我从来都不在乎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 自己不是一个大人物&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 因为平凡也是一种幸福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看到名人总是忙忙碌碌&lt;br /&gt;我的时间由我控制&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;平凡日子一样会充实&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;They actually repeat the song chorus 3 more times than i pasted, but I guess third time's the charm :D&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-6813199368913303578?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/6813199368913303578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=6813199368913303578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6813199368913303578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6813199368913303578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/05/propoganda-song-by-our-brilliant-elites.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-2074557560844624012</id><published>2009-05-11T17:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:32:49.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Part 1 of 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tafv4ft4bQM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tafv4ft4bQM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has some stuff taken out of context, but who cares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-2074557560844624012?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/2074557560844624012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=2074557560844624012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/2074557560844624012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/2074557560844624012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/05/part-1-of-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-8327625060046433401</id><published>2009-05-10T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:27:42.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Are you expected to change to suit the needs of others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Or do you simply force your personality upon them until they comply? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sometimes I wish they would all shut up and fade to invisibility. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Then at least I don't have to see what I don't want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But then the banter goes on and on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;really brings back the notion that I shouldn't be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Don't get in my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You whom would blast mindless noises into my surrounding air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Stop distracting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;So I may take my rightful place over all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Just stay one notch beneath me, always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;姉さん.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Please continue to share your story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The one of effort and sweat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;To attain your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;wil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;l e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;n th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-8327625060046433401?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/8327625060046433401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=8327625060046433401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8327625060046433401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8327625060046433401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/05/are-you-expected-to-change-to-suit.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-4193546074198865849</id><published>2009-05-09T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:08:33.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't you love eurobeat songs, like, those from the CD compilation "BEST 1999".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarzan. Butterfly. Taxi Driver(Calcutta). Boom Boom Boom Boom. We're going to Ibiza.&lt;br /&gt;Don't these songs just make you wanna go DUUNS DUUNS DUUNS DUDUDUDUUNS DUUNS DUUNS DUDUDUDUUNS DUUNS DUUNS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restaurant city! Everyone! Let's all grab our web browsers and headover to Minami-ke at restaurant city! Remember to leave your eggs, salads, and tomatoes there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K3f6b3tVchY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K3f6b3tVchY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next video, Hosaka's curry song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UeKTCwOI4vc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UeKTCwOI4vc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore also has a new applicant for the man with Thickest Skin. It's none other than our DPM Mr Wong!(who Can't Sing). After shrugging all responsibility in Mas Selamat's escape, he now claims the glory for Malaysia's Police Force triumph of capturing the fugitive! Since its a matter of international security, you can't beat that! Apparently he was "overcome with emotion" when people sent him SMSes of congratulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us peasants continue to shower him with our notsohard-earned taxpayer money by increasing his 2.5m/year pay! What better way to celebrate the capture! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By increasing minister pay, (and letting them increase it by themselves), we are actually &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ELIMINATING &lt;/span&gt;corruption leh! so Zai! Singapore Boleh! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-4193546074198865849?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/4193546074198865849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=4193546074198865849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4193546074198865849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4193546074198865849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-you-love-eurobeat-songs-like-those.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-273189329585905744</id><published>2009-05-05T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:58:35.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;LOL wow you are getting very very emo. But look man you are not alone. All of us are in this tgt if you think abt it. Im gonna get blasted tml by teacher coz shes being an ass. But im trying to cope with it by koping power from others LOL sounds vry chian but hor 2 years vry fast one lets get it over and done with den have reunion parties every week LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you're emo-ing. sleep well have a fun dream then forget about your unhappiness, wake up go school and eat something yummy :D or subway ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;...you are emo.Lol.why so gloomy? be positive! :D everyone's life is unpredictable, none of us are in full control. so might as well take wat comes with a smile and make sure you do it well(: make life worth living! that's my philosophy of life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;UGH! ARE YOU OKAYY? &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh jc sucks, but u're here alr. once in awhile, i'll think if i made e right choice cuz im lifeless n it sucks. when i look at e poly ppl they look so relaxed. but u know whattt. God put u here for a reason, u may not know it, it may seam more lk a torture but he'll not put u thru sth tt isn't gna contribute to e larger picture of ur life. pppl ard may suck but u're thr t get As man! :D Cheer up k? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Actually everyone of us will enjoy God's blessings. But then we always let like the negative things overshadow them. But that's not our fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bad things, when they happen, spread over our mood like how boiled aqueous sodium acetate will freeze when given some electric charge. It's pretty quick and stuff, and the effects are absolute. You probably gotta wait a few hours for that whole mass of ice to unfreeze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;However. for the most part, we'll always feel a lot better if we could turn back the clock. I spent the past 3 or so months thinking about what it would be like to change my life so I never entered CJC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know why I can't blog properly nowadays, like I always get MASSIVE inspiration, then I have to go to school, then I forget everything cause I come home and sleep + play restaurant city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;anyway, I want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;eggs~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Review! aka the most unprofessional reviews ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;X men origins : Wolverine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Okay, deadpool, gambit, sabretooth, check. CGI 8/10. Action 8/10. Win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Zac Efron&lt;/s&gt; 17 again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Watch it :D It's funny, has nice script.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-273189329585905744?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/273189329585905744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=273189329585905744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/273189329585905744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/273189329585905744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/05/lol-wow-you-are-getting-very-very-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-6840590684833840746</id><published>2009-05-02T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:52:27.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;'s g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;ot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;a g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;un!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the 3 dreams I had the other day was Jiahao wearing some oversized green checkered shirt over a white one barefoot running desperately across a ninja-warrior-esque desert obstacle course. Me her bryan and yishuo stood over the giant 60+ inch LCD screen showing him take careful steps at a sprinting pace, with our arms folded and in the most indignant manner ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my dreams LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-6840590684833840746?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/6840590684833840746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=6840590684833840746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6840590684833840746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6840590684833840746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/05/sa-lly-s-g-ot-g-un-d-one-of-3-dreams-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-5582593866035436042</id><published>2009-04-27T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:58:57.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Be prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how you always longed for quarantine breaks like SARS back in 2003?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When influenza strikes, and suppressant drugs run low, the danger of you getting infected is there. And once you got it, you have to prepare to leave this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes one person, probably mainland Chinese, to come into singapore with a mutant flu virus to strike. When that happens, the virus will spread so wild and fast due to singapore's population density that you won't even have time to blink. Will you live each day with a worry free mind knowing your parents have to go out for work and expose themselves to a risk of death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when everybody around you dies? Will we be able to handle that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-5582593866035436042?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/5582593866035436042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=5582593866035436042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5582593866035436042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5582593866035436042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/04/be-prepared.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-7829713281721415879</id><published>2009-04-25T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:47:51.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had 2 parts of a dream last night, I didn't wake up in between(I think), but they were damn weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like walking somewhere(can't remember where), then got this malay guy with an afro was walking past, then I was like "SSSSST!". And he turned around, whipped out a gun and shot me in the chest. But the bullet broke against my sternum and half of it ricocheted off, the other half stayed stuck about 1 or 2cm into my chest and it was like freaking pain. LIKE SUPER PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in like a Kbox box, with a few people, should be nanhua one la. Like a lot of people got up and went to the toilet. Then Weiqing and 2 others were still inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like playing a prank, like act secret secret then whisper into her ear "eh, actually, the secret is.."  before screaming "NOTHING".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was like "eh, actually..." then she grabbed my shoulders, swang me one side and punched me in the face before laughing like a mad woman. Then after that the laughter got louder as more people joined in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Like what the hell is with my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SALLY IS EXTREME! LIKE DINOSAURS EXPLODING. ♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i have no idea how you rmb yr dream so vividly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever like, had the craziest dream, then woke up thinking about it. Then as the day went by, you knew you had a weird dream, but then the longer you spent not thinking about it, the faster it disappears from your memory, a lot faster than real life experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was like a dream logger, that can record your dreams and then save them, so you can like watch day after day after day's dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They usually won't last more than 5 minutes apparently. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-7829713281721415879?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/7829713281721415879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=7829713281721415879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7829713281721415879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7829713281721415879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/04/had-2-parts-of-dream-last-night-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-5269722316931834269</id><published>2009-04-25T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:29:11.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Need a friend with an open mind, listening ear, and a comfy shoulder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-5269722316931834269?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/5269722316931834269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=5269722316931834269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5269722316931834269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5269722316931834269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/04/need-friend-with-open-mind-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-132941169953614027</id><published>2009-04-21T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:20:19.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://videomedia.ign.com/ev/ev.swf" flashvars="article_ID=958530&amp;amp;downloadURL=http://videomovies.ign.com/video/video/article/958/958530/bestofweb_prt_pointofview_041709_flvlowwide.flv&amp;amp;allownetworking=&amp;quot;all%&amp;quot;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="433" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 433px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.ign.com/"&gt;More Videos at IGN.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Yijo's house to play spore and I came up with the funniest creature designs you've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/Se3H1Z_uqTI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cmZQ3jEUOWA/s1600-h/Spore_GIF_2009-04-21_16-37-04.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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I found the number and dialled it. A man answered, saying 'Hello.' I politely said, 'This is Chris. Could I please speak with Robyn Carter?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear 'Get the right f***ing number!' and the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. When I tracked down Robyn's correct number to call her, I found that I had accidentally transposed the last two digits. After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled 'You're an asshol_e!' and hung up. I wrote his number down with the word 'asshol_e' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell, 'You're an asshol_e!' It always cheered me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic 'asshol_e' calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, 'Hi, this is John Smith from the telephone company. I'm calling to see if you're familiar with our Caller ID Program?' He yelled 'NO!' and slammed down the phone. I quickly called him back and said, 'That's because you're an asshol_e!' and hung up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot. Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting for that spot, but the idiot ignored me. I noticed a 'For Sale ' sign in his back window, so I wrote down his number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days later, right after calling the first asshol_e (I had his number on speed dial,) I thought that I'd better call the BMW asshol_e, too. I said, 'Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?' He said, 'Yes, it is..' I then asked, 'Can you tell me where I can see it?' He said, 'Yes, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd , in Fairfax. It's a yellow ranch style house and the car's parked right out in front.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked, 'What's your name?' He said, 'My name is Don Hansen,' I asked, 'When's a good time to catch you, Don?' He said, 'I'm home every evening after five.'&lt;br /&gt;I said, 'Listen, Don, can I tell you something?' He said, 'Yes?' I said, 'Don, you're an asshol_e!' Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when I had a problem, I had two assholes to call. Then I came up with an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called asshol_e #1. He said, 'Hello.' I said, 'You're an asshol_e!' (But I didn't hang up.) He asked, 'Are you still there?' I said, 'Yeah!' He screamed, 'Stop calling me,' I said, 'Make me,' He asked, 'Who are you?' I said, 'My name is Don Hansen.' He said, 'Yeah? Where do you live?' I said, 'asshol_e, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd , in Fairfax , a yellow ranch style home and I have a black Beamer parked in front.' He said, 'I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers.' I said, 'Yeah, like I'm really scared, asshol_e,' and hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I called asshol_e #2. He said, 'Hello?' I said, 'Hello, asshol_e,' He yelled, 'If I ever find out who you are...' I said, 'You'll what?' He exclaimed, 'I'll kick your ass,' I answered, 'Well, asshol_e, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 34 Oaktree Blvd , in Fairfax, and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover.&gt; Then I called Channel 7 News about the gang war going down in Oaktree Blvd in Fairfax . I quickly got into my car and headed over to Fairfax. I got there just in time to watch two assholes beating the crap out of each other in front of six cop cars, an overhead news helicopter and surrounded by a news crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW I feel much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger management really does work.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-6276397340324906699?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/6276397340324906699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=6276397340324906699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6276397340324906699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6276397340324906699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/04/then-i-called-channel-7-news-about-gang.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-4817476778097376531</id><published>2009-04-18T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T00:04:43.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Review of several manga over the past 4~6 weeks! Titles include Bakuman, Bleach, D.Gray Man, Katekyo hitman reborn!, Naruto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of 5 thumbs up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Bakuman - 4.5 thumbs up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see a lot of progress as Mashiro and Takagi really pluck up their courage and mettle in order to face the challenge of the Golden Cup whilst not totally flunking their school work. "Detective Trap" eventually ties with "Kiyoshi Knight" for reader votes but the board at Shuisheia pick Detective Trap to be serialized. Mashiro reaches ever so close to his dream of getting a TV anime. While Azuki is struggling to establish a seiyu career despite her horrible singing voice :(   will Mashiro be able to keep up the pace now that Detective Trap is serialized?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Bleach - 0.5 thumbs up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing "The Lust" Chapters 1 to 38509834068340968094361. We conclude that Ichigo is now able to reach SSJ3, complete with the long hair. We also confirm that it is customary for an arrancar to die after he has released his Zanpaktou. Oh yeah, Kubo Tite likes Anal, or at least buttsecks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;D. Gray Man - 3.0 thumbs up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been promising since the end of its hiatus. After the defeat of the second level 4, We now have a new exorcist side character who's also a master thief and a little kid :D Akuma can be killed also by cannibalism. And a new sub-race of half human-akumas appear. Wait, isn't this concept from bleach? Allen continues his struggle against the memories of Mana and the 14th Noah within him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Katekyo Hitman Reborn - 3.5 thumbs up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the chapters building the climax before the Showdown with Byakuran's six, the heroes receive their new Box weapons and Honda bikes. &gt;_&gt;   Like, not Kawasaki, not Yamaha, but Honda. That's like buying hamburgers at KFC. Effort has been made by Amano to stray from typical shonen manga cliches, however she fails to escape the trap of her own cliches. Tsuna, with a little pep talk from his crush Kyoko-chan, manages to successfully open his box weapon without killing himself. There are less than 3 days before the fight, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Naruto - 2.5 thumbs up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's one thing this manga artist is good at doing, its prolonging INDIVIDUAL fights. Its almost been half a year(real time) since Pain attacked Konoha. Tsunade's fate is unknown after Naruto saves her from being killed. From Sage Mode and his various methods of fighting, it's apparent that Naruto fights more like a monk/sage rather than a ninja. Seriously, where's the extremespeed, agility, cunning, and wit that we always associate ninjas with? Till this day I haven't seen Naruto do a successful Kawarimi(Replacement), it was so overused at the start of the series but the main character has yet to do it?  Naruto aside; all other characters beside himself and Sasuke are useless to the plot. Next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-4817476778097376531?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/4817476778097376531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=4817476778097376531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4817476778097376531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4817476778097376531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/04/review-of-several-manga-over-past-46.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-1008048179269132151</id><published>2009-04-18T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:52:17.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Helping Loo Jia Yu of National Junior College class 09sh22 advertise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello people. There's this art exhibition by artist zai kunning going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17 APR 2009, FRI to 31 MAY 2009, SUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11am - 8.30pm (Mon - Fri),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10am - 8.30pm (Sat &amp;amp; Sun, Public Holidays)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Venue: Esplanade, Jendela (Visual Arts Space)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY LITTLE WORK WILL BE THERE! Come support me..errm first and maybe last time my work is going to be exhibited in public.yea. it's free of charge.yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-1008048179269132151?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/1008048179269132151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=1008048179269132151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1008048179269132151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1008048179269132151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/04/helping-loo-jia-yu-of-national-junior.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-8135739435173366659</id><published>2009-04-15T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T22:31:59.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are always living in someone else's dream, and somebody will forever be living in yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;haiz knn =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been really draggy as always, especially when you rotate to the lousier lecturers, aka a senile dood, a pixie, and a cheeseburger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge is kewl, like 8 games you lose 6 games, 50 + 50 + 100 + 130 + 200 + 200 points gone, then after that you gain 400 points, and then 1400 points, and you find out your teammates lost you  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;4000 points. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its 4000 points within 3 games you know D: &lt;u&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;BASKET&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I finally have some faint clue on how to do questions involving Sigma notation, the light is faint, but its still visible in the dark :D  I forgot what movie that sheety line was from, oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I need a phone that can transfer photos to facebook + bizarrobassline within the snap of a turd! Anyone knows a phone that doesnt need driver software or whatever bullcrap D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for my loyal but non-existent fans, please visit &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/First_Love_%28Hikaru_Utada_album%29"&gt;this link &lt;/a&gt;if you wanna listen to the magic of Jpop. It starts from Miss Utada :D   and then it paves the way for Miss Yoshioka, or at least I hope so anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we break the limit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;思い続け心に描いた　かなえたい100のページ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I believe 本当の勝敗はそこにあるんだ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 高く放り投げたノート　たまたま開いたページに&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ふと思いつくこと全部　書いてみたんだ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 気になる話題·初恋·欲しいもの·尊敬する人の言葉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ここじゃ言えないようなことまで　とにかくいろいろ書いた&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; そう言ゃぁいつかも　太いペンで　夢を繰り返し書いてたなあ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 思い続け心に描いた　かなえたい100のページ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 諦めた数と敗れた数は同じだった&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; そのうまく行かなかった経験がはじき出したデータは&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 諦めなかった数と　かなった数も同じってこと証明した&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 十八の時　始めるには遅いって諦めたピアノ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 二十歳の時　同じ理由で思い閉じ込めて&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; その二年後に諦めきれず　始めたピアノの&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 沢山のメロディーが　僕に今をくれた&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; この曲も&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 遅すぎることは無いと言ってくれた88の鍵盤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 少しずつ音をつなぎ合わせ　明日へ続いていった&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; きっと自分にはできないと決めて　終わらせてたんだ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 届く場所も　いつからかなんか遠い気がしていた&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; とはいえ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 現実があって奇麗事じゃ済まないことも分かってる&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; いつかの徒競走グランド蹴飛ばし最後10mで手を抜き負けた&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; その悔しい気持ちが消えない&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I believe 本当の勝敗はきっとそこにあるんだ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 思い続け心に描いた　かなえたい100のページ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 諦めた数と　敗れた数は同じだった&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; そのうまく行かなかった経験がはじき出したデータは&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 諦めなかった数と　かなった数も同じだよと&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 本当は遅すぎるとかはどうでもよかった&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 上手くいかなかった経験のほうが　心に残るから怖かった&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 諦めることと　大人になることを　背中合わせにはしないで&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 今度こそはラスト10m　ここぞと輝いて&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right now, for the last 10 metres, I'll shine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-8135739435173366659?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/8135739435173366659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=8135739435173366659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8135739435173366659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8135739435173366659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-are-always-living-in-someone-elses.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-5316239371116969795</id><published>2009-04-11T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T01:12:30.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[GPGT] &lt;u&gt;My Uniqlo Experience&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SeCCJRxWqqI/AAAAAAAAAXk/SC1zqo6Zyfo/s1600-h/DSC00387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SeCCJRxWqqI/AAAAAAAAAXk/SC1zqo6Zyfo/s400/DSC00387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323397855452768930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent about $70+ on Polos lol. Damn cool. :D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;400 000 people visited Tampines 1 on its first day on the 09/04/09, did you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of sad though, yesterday we drove all the way to Tampines only to find out it was closing early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my revenge this morning and despite the long queue, it wasn't long before we were in! :D RUSH PLZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School sucks :( nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can already start to rate people according to hostility level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:38%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know what's wrong with you all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or what's wrong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You people are the ones im going to encounter for the most of the next 2 years in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And yet its such a pain to go through every day, because of you? I can't be too sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know why I was given such a short fuse for patience,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as well as a knack for drawing flak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever. If God wants to place some obstacles in my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-5316239371116969795?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/5316239371116969795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=5316239371116969795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5316239371116969795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5316239371116969795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/04/gpgt-my-uniqlo-experience.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SeCCJRxWqqI/AAAAAAAAAXk/SC1zqo6Zyfo/s72-c/DSC00387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21954083.post-8809431675406919905</id><published>2009-04-10T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T13:11:01.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ikcORM0eY7U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8809431675406919905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-6695956532918085591</id><published>2009-04-05T21:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:44:20.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;WARNING, WALL OF TEXT + 999999999999999 DAMAGE + FOREIGN LANGUAGE MULTIPIER X 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From Yui-net.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;今日から「鋼の錬金術師」で新曲が流れますね。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;『again』ぜひ聴いてみて下さいね！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;とても楽しみです♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ではでは、アデウ。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't be Adeu that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Again - Yui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;夢の続き　追いかけていたはずなのに&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;曲がりくねった細い道　人につまづく&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;「あの頃みたいに」って　戻りたいわけじゃないの&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;無くしてきた空を探してる　分かってくれますように&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;犠牲になったような　悲しい顔はやめてよ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;罪の最後は涙じゃないよ　ずっと苦しく背負ってくんだ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;出口見えない感情迷路に　誰を待ってるの&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;白いノートに綴ったように　もっと素直に吐き出したいよ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;何から逃れたいんだ　現実ってやつか&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;叶えるために　生きてるんだって&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;忘れちゃいそうな　夜の真ん中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;無難になんて やってられないから　帰る場所も無いの&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;この想いを 消してしまうには　まだ人生長いでしょ(I'm on the way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;懐かしくなる　こんな痛みも歓迎じゃん&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;謝らなくちゃいけないよね　あぁ、ごめんね&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;上手く言えなくて　心配かけたままだったね&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;あの日抱えた全部　明日抱える全部　順番つけたりはしないから&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;分かってくれますように　そっと目を閉じたんだ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;見たくないものまで　見えんだもん&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;いらない噂にちょっと　初めて聞く発言どっち&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;向かい合ったら友達だって　嘘はやめてね&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;赤いハートが苛立つように　体の中燃えているんだ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;本当は期待しているの　現実ってやつか&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;叶えために　生きているんだって&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;叫びたくなるよ　聞こえていますか？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;無難になんて　やってられないから　帰る場所もばいの&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;優しさには　いつも感謝している　だから強くなりたい(I'm on the way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;進むために　敵も味方も歓迎じゃん&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;どうやって次のドア開けるんだっけ　考えてる&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;もう引き返せない　物語始まってるんだ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;目を覚ませ　目を覚ませ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;この想いを消してしまうには　まだ人生長いでしょ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;やり残してることやり直してみたいから　もう一度ゆこうか&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;何のために　生きているんだって&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;叫びたくなるよ　聞こえていますか &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;無難になんてやってられないから　帰る場所も無いの&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;優しさにはいつも感謝している　だから強くなりたい&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;(I'm on the way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;懐かしくなる　こんな痛みも歓迎じゃん &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-6695956532918085591?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/6695956532918085591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=6695956532918085591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6695956532918085591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6695956532918085591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/04/warning-wall-of-text-999999999999999.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-5944730104508587682</id><published>2009-04-03T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:21:06.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And now, a bit of news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="standfirst"&gt;&lt;strong style="display: block;"&gt;KIM Chi-woo struck three minutes from time to give South Korea a 1-0 win over North Korea in an Asian World Cup qualifier overnight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  South Korea reclaimed top place in Group B with 11 points, one ahead of No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rth Korea and Saudi Arabia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was a good-natured match more entertaining than the four recent draws in the derby clashes, although North Korea coach Kim Jong Hun was visibly upset after the match. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kim made a statement suggesting food poisoning had weakened his team and disputing the referee's ruling on a goal-line decision, before refusing to answer questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the rest of the report &lt;a href="http://www.news.com.au/heraldsun/story/0,21985,25277980-2883,00.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, nice satellite play, DPRK, whatever that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at Bleach this week too;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.onemanga.com/mangas/00000003/000158162/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 750px; height: 1117px;" src="http://img.onemanga.com/mangas/00000003/000158162/18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't I seen this before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img56.onemanga.com/mangas/00000003/000050241/021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 750px; height: 1085px;" src="http://img56.onemanga.com/mangas/00000003/000050241/021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oman, Kubo Tite LOVES to repeat his material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at 2 major story arcs from the manga, Soul society(ss) and hueco mundo(hm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;Upon entry to the fortress of that word &lt;b&gt;(seireitei, las noches)&lt;/b&gt;, they somehow get separated &lt;b&gt;(cannon fail/split up)&lt;/b&gt;.  Ichigo encounters an eccentric enemy &lt;b&gt;(Ikkaku, Dordonii)&lt;/b&gt;, and fights him with initial difficulty, but after taking the fight seriously, he wins. After which, he will heal that enemy &lt;b&gt;(Ikkaku's healing balm/Nel's saliva)&lt;/b&gt;, and then depart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad ends up fighting another weirdo &lt;b&gt;(8th squad 3rd seat/Gantenbainne)&lt;/b&gt; and claims a sound victory over him. However, immediately after that fight, an elite swoops in in with his own unique fashion (Kyouraku/ Nnoitra) and proceeds to knock Chad unconscious despite Chad's efforts to increase his power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ishida ends up fighting an enemy who specialises in rotating blades &lt;b&gt;(some guy whose name I forgot/Cirucci)&lt;/b&gt; and also claims a sound victory. His next battle will be against a mad scientist &lt;b&gt;(Mayuri/Szayel Apollo)&lt;/b&gt;. At some point in the battle, Ishida fires a giant LAZAR&lt;b&gt;(final form release/Sprenger)&lt;/b&gt; that will almost kill the mad scientist, but fail in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst imprisoned, the damsel in distress&lt;b&gt;(Rukia/Orihime) &lt;/b&gt;will get disturbed by a pervert (Gin/Ulquiorra). Before harm can come to damsel&lt;b&gt;(Soukyuoku/Loli+Menoli)&lt;/b&gt;, a no brained person will barge in and save her (&lt;b&gt;Ichigo/Grimmjow)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Ichigo fights against a siao gao &lt;b&gt;(Kenpachi/Grimmjow) &lt;/b&gt;in a climatic battle spanning many many chapters that will result in an extremely close fight. The purpose of this fight is to show how Ichigo can win against someone whom, prior to the fight, was impossible to defeat, and to assure us that he is getting stronger. Ichigo wins the fight and is subsequently healed. Sometime after this fight, we will find out that there is a little girl who is much stronger than we think &lt;b&gt;(Yachiru/Nel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there seems to be no hope, some captain level characters will suddenly show up to aid Ichigo and Nakama &lt;b&gt;(Ukitake + Kyouraku + Hitsugaya+ Yoruichi /Byakuya + Mayuri + Kenpachi + Unohana)&lt;/b&gt; against the enemy. Despite the huge level of threat posed by the enemy, all fights are one-on-one[attributed to one of the laws of anime]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Ichigo will end up battling the cold-but-silent-antagonist-that-has-been-haunting-him-from-a-visit-in-the-real-world &lt;b&gt;(Byakuya, Ulquiorra)&lt;/b&gt;. Ichigo will use his latest acquired powers to shock the antagonist&lt;b&gt; (Bankai, Hollow mask)&lt;/b&gt;. The antagonist will have the sudden urge to murder ichigo and use a second, more-powerful release &lt;b&gt;(Senkei : Senbonzakura Kageyoshi/Resureccion Segundu Etapa)&lt;/b&gt; and bring Ichigo to the brink of death. In the zenith of the battle, the antagonist holds onto Ichigo and blasts a hole in his upper body (&lt;b&gt;Byakurai/Black Cero)&lt;/b&gt;. After which, Ichigo mutters a lame sounding mantra (&lt;b&gt;Move dammit!/I will protect her)&lt;/b&gt; and his hollow side takes over to rape 28 kinds of ****s out of the antagonist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we know that after that happens, there will be a clash of full powa from the two in the subsequent chapter, Ichigo wins and needs to tame his inner Hollow&lt;b&gt;(first time/again)&lt;/b&gt;, yay Bleach.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/21954083-5944730104508587682?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/5944730104508587682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=5944730104508587682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5944730104508587682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5944730104508587682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-now-bit-of-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-2010179957705069513</id><published>2009-03-31T20:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:26:52.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Today was Jasvinder Kaur Pannu's last day of school. Breakfast fail, LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It is kind of entertaining to step out of a Catholic school; a bastion of the Virgin Mary, and stare into a huge poster advertising  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Grand Theft Auto : Chinatown Wars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Watched the Oscars last week? Got all excited during the end credits when they showed all those clips of upcoming films? Too pok kai to buy tickets and too impatient to download? Dun scared! We’re here to save you time and money with this list of UPCOMING MOVIE SPOILERS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. WATCHMEN (horror-comedy) Ujjagar Singh and Balwinder Singh are two night watchmen who investigate why their charpoys vanish every single night at 2.30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. CONFESSIONS OF A SHOPAHOLIC (documentary) Documentary about Singapore women in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. DRAGONBALL (R21 adult arthouse) A dragon sinks into despair when he learns he has testicular cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. RACE TO WHICH MOUNTAIN (mystery) Which mountain? You ask me, I ask who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. TRANSFORMERS (musical) Another 7th month getai costume extravaganza from Royston Tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. STAR TREK (Chinese talent show) Channel 8 expands its popular talent show to outer space, since so many space cadets like to enter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. TERMINATOR SALIVATION (medical thriller) John Connor has to flee yet another murderous robot, this time with the power to drool acid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. INGLOURIOUS BASTERDS (educational documentary) Former Hollywood superstar Quentin Tarantino has to go back to school to learn how to spell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. X-MEN ORIGINS: WOLVERINE (drama) Revealing the terrifying story behind how a macho mutant superhero became the singing-and-dancing MC of crappy awards shows that he has become today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE (school drama) The latest instalment in the series about a schoolboy magician and how he is being abused. First Hollywood film to be directed by Singaporean abusive school movie expert Jack Neo. Original title: ‘I Not Hagrid’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. MONSTERS vs ALIENS (family drama) A movie about a typical Singaporean family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. HOTEL FOR DOGS (wildlife documentary) Studying the habits of the customers in a Geylang hotel who like doing it ‘doggy-style’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. FAST AND FURIOUS (short action film) A documentary about Singaporean men and their sex partners.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-2010179957705069513?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/2010179957705069513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=2010179957705069513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/2010179957705069513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/2010179957705069513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-is-kind-of-entertaining-to-step-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-4474146508919076158</id><published>2009-03-30T20:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:07:17.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ananova.com/news/story/sm_3260168.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Man fires anti tank missle at Mother in law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, yesterday at 1630 hours GMT +8.00, Gundam 00 ended with its 50th episode, but only drawing its curtain to half a closure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final battle =/=   00 Gundam Vs Reborn's Gundam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was GN - 001 Gundam Exia Vs GN - 000 O Gundam, in a lazar-proof melee fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I loved that series. I thought it was like some 1995 series when I saw the title. It took only one fateful morning of November 2007 to get hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I haven't done like life-content blogging in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was the Blues day. Ultimo depression with 4 Tutorials, a lecture, and pe. GOT 20/35 for the latest zuowen with Melvin. LOL. Damn cool siaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE was Ultimate Frisbee training. OOOh. You see how people attract the sonicbooms like bees to honey. Their heads are just asking for it         :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the day ended a lot sooner than I thought it would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine the J2 year, where the content will like quadriple in learning steepness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE ALRDY LA. DROPOUT GO POLY KKZ? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-4474146508919076158?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/4474146508919076158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=4474146508919076158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4474146508919076158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4474146508919076158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-so-yesterday-at-1630-hours-gmt-8.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-6708442038661000993</id><published>2009-03-29T15:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T16:17:58.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MSsXlRytRDs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MSsXlRytRDs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to shoot a duck!&lt;br /&gt;Cocoa never cost you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boot his head.&lt;br /&gt;Cause of cable.&lt;br /&gt;Cause its sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a stupid cat!&lt;br /&gt;Mama shook an iron coat.&lt;br /&gt;She caught you eating a cock,&lt;br /&gt;How's Liu Kang looking, God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penis is a phantom juice!&lt;br /&gt;So Lou may back you up!&lt;br /&gt;Better move or you aim&lt;br /&gt;You got coke on your nose&lt;br /&gt;So listen up mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saint sea hat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jew made you a beaten man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saint sea hat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit I knew your son!  (OH YEAH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saint sea hat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gas is super Yogi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saint sea hat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has your soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a buckeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah tiong storyboard ripoff of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sSqOuhJMOKM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sSqOuhJMOKM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;added for comparison sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tk7xM9Fu9Xc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tk7xM9Fu9Xc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less QQ more PEWPEW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-6708442038661000993?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/6708442038661000993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=6708442038661000993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6708442038661000993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6708442038661000993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/less-qq-more-pewpew.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-8257240256241912354</id><published>2009-03-26T18:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:04:27.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;I do it - Stereopony&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rkl6klouguc&amp;amp;fmt=6&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rkl6klouguc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song written by none other than the birthday girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her new single "Again", is set to hit stores in Japan on 3rd June 2009! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-8257240256241912354?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/8257240256241912354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=8257240256241912354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8257240256241912354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8257240256241912354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-1805674172598796092</id><published>2009-03-25T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:40:44.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/ScpBardVq3I/AAAAAAAAAXc/YxPppctvU_k/s1600-h/BIRTHDAYPOST.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/ScpBardVq3I/AAAAAAAAAXc/YxPppctvU_k/s400/BIRTHDAYPOST.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317134236662475634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yui-san. 明日を君の誕生日。だから、誕生日をおめでと! ：X 本とわありがと。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your songs have touched and changed me. I don't know what I'd do without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I'm here in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday to you you&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you you&lt;br /&gt;あなたに贈るバースディソングよ?　OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;驚かせてごめん&lt;br /&gt;　特別な日に　会えてよかった&lt;br /&gt;ローソクの火を消して&lt;br /&gt;　乾杯しましょ　オメデトウ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Happy Birthday to you you&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you you&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you you　いつも　アリガトウ!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you you&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you you&lt;br /&gt;あなたに贈るバースディソングよ?　OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;いつも近くにいて&lt;br /&gt;　特別な夢　聞かせてほしい&lt;br /&gt;これからもよろしく&lt;br /&gt;　プレゼントもあるよ　オメデトウ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;* Happy Birthday to you you&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you you&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you you　いつも　アリガトウ!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you you&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you you&lt;br /&gt;あなたに贈るバースディソングよ?　OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;これからもずっと　辛い日だって一緒&lt;br /&gt;そうやって歳をとってゆきたいの&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;* Happy Birthday to you you&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you you&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you you　いつも　アリガトウ!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you you&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you you&lt;br /&gt;あなたに贈るバースディソングよ?　OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Happy birthday to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; I'm forever grateful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; And this is the Birthday Song I'm giving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;  Sorry I'm not surprised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; But its a special day; that's a relief  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Blow out your candle flames &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;And let's have a toast to you!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;It's always approaching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Your special dreams; are all I wanna know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;you'll definitely realise; please &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;And congrats! You've a present!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Even with this painful day and years to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;You'll grow a year older, and that's it!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;ANATA NI OKURU, BASUDEI SONGU YO OKAY? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-1805674172598796092?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/1805674172598796092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=1805674172598796092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1805674172598796092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1805674172598796092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/yui-san.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/ScpBardVq3I/AAAAAAAAAXc/YxPppctvU_k/s72-c/BIRTHDAYPOST.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21954083.post-4419951352502107246</id><published>2009-03-25T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:37:54.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>グランドに吹いた風を&lt;br /&gt;ちいさな窓から吸い込んで ため息&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;期待することに イヤんなって&lt;br /&gt;孤独になったけれど&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;でも諦めたつもりじゃなかった&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;チャイムが鳴り終われば&lt;br /&gt;現実はもっと 早く進んでゆくでしょ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;窓ガラス 割るような&lt;br /&gt;気持ちとはちょっと 違ってたんだ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;はじめから自由よ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dream 言葉に出来ないだけなのに&lt;br /&gt;誰でもいいからと傷つけて泣いた夜&lt;br /&gt;わかってほしいなんて思わないけど&lt;br /&gt;描いた夢を信じきれない弱さに&lt;br /&gt;ただ支配されてた&lt;br /&gt;Sixteen My Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 制服 脱ぎ捨てた 16のアタシに&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 負けたくはないから&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;うしろ指 さされたって&lt;br /&gt;振り向いたりしなかった&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あたしならまだやれるはずだって&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;犠牲にできないのは&lt;br /&gt;こみ上げる希望 無くしたら また道に迷うだけ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;邪魔なんてされたくない&lt;br /&gt;わかっているの 覚悟があれば&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;いつだって自由よ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dream 壊れることなんてないから&lt;br /&gt;待ちきれない季節の中 歩き始めたの&lt;br /&gt;うつむいてた時間を取り戻して&lt;br /&gt;描いた夢を&lt;br /&gt;強く信じきれた時から変わる Generation&lt;br /&gt;Sixteen My Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ひび割れた校舎の壁にもたれて&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 誓ったの 叶えてみせるから&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dream 言葉に出来ないだけなのに&lt;br /&gt;描いた夢を信じきれない弱さに&lt;br /&gt;ただ支配されてた&lt;br /&gt;Sixteen My Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's cause of my weakness in my words, that I couldn't do the same as you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be always that beacon of inspiration to me that I can't be :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-4419951352502107246?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/4419951352502107246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=4419951352502107246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4419951352502107246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4419951352502107246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-dream-sixteen-my-dream-16-my-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-8334704683958717902</id><published>2009-03-24T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:59:44.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things you can learn from the spoof-wikipedia;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Caucasian Dude with Singaporean chick = That Singaporean chick loves tall and handsome outspoken guy with big and long stuff, and the Singaporean chick is a SPG (Sarong Party Girl). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Singaporean dude with Caucasian chick = Is that white bitch of sound mind? The Singaporean dude must be a SPB (Sarong Party Boy), weak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Caucasian Dude open door for lady = Gentlemanly and impresses everyone around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Singaporean dude open door for lady = Copy Caucasians, people around get suspicious and wonder "is he trying to score points here?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Caucasian Dude chats up SG chick = Interesting and involved conversation in no time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Singaporean dude chats up any chick = Creepy encounter, hesitant conversation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="thumb tright"&gt;&lt;div class="thumbinner" style="width: 182px;"&gt;&lt;a linkindex="228" href="http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/Image:2zsr4w4.gif" class="image" title="Here's a sample of a Singaporean dude, and his seductive tactic to seduce a lady."&gt;&lt;img alt="Here's a sample of a Singaporean dude, and his seductive tactic to seduce a lady." src="http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/uncyclopedia/images/thumb/2/2a/2zsr4w4.gif/180px-2zsr4w4.gif" class="thumbimage" width="180" border="0" height="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div class="thumbcaption"&gt;&lt;div class="magnify"&gt;&lt;a linkindex="229" href="http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/Image:2zsr4w4.gif" class="internal" title="Enlarge"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.wikia.com/common/releases_200903.3/skins/common/images/magnify-clip.png" alt="" width="15" height="11" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Here's a sample of a Singaporean dude, and his seductive tactics to seduce a lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Caucasian Dude speaking broken Chinese = Cute and amuses everyone around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Singaporean dude speak fluent English = Banana, soon outcast by Singlish-speaking friends, and every other locals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Caucasian Dude drive sports car = James Bond aura, chick magnet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Singaporean dude drive sports car = Chao Ah Beng. (Gangster and probably involved in some underground mob.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Caucasian Dude in suit and tie = CEO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Singaporean dude in suit and tie = &lt;a linkindex="230" href="http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/Amway" title="Amway"&gt;Multi-level marketing&lt;/a&gt; specialist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. Intelligent Caucasian Dude = Professional, outspoken, sporty, loaded, enjoys life, extroverted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Intelligent Singaporean dude = Independent worker/slave, nerdy, softspoken, introverted, un-streetsmart, wins olympiads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next article comes from a pained Singaporean who's concerned for our futures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Creativity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;Really here, no joke. Besides the extremely few minorities (some who have disappeared overseas due to their actual intelligence and foresight), Singaporean creative entities need to just STOP focusing on the superficial shit on what makes an "original" identity. Nothing original can come out of identity without its citizen's sense of humanity stepping up. And so are their denials. Due to the classic classroom upbringing of "who gets the better grades", that entire classroom attitude of inferiority complexes the size of The Esplanade itself has woven its way into the fabric of its society, where defence mechanisms are so sharp and high that they block out everything around the world that is around them, with their own "philosophical euphemisms" and criticisms of others to make themselves feel better about themselves. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Creativity does not come from "looking for originality". It comes from the humanity. And right now, Singaporeans' sense of humanity isn't even on par with most of the rest of the world yet. The humanity of Singaporeans have not even made it pass a fundamental level of a point to reach out and learn more about the good things in other countries and accept all kinds of injustices in their own, let alone finding identity within themselves. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For those in the creativity and arts field, they will understand this by what they see everyday. Besides the really pathetic 'creations' the MDA has spawned, every creative project is more of a series of creative "avoidances" than the concern of the actual message of the project itself. This senseless and mindless overshadowing of euphemism is obviously clear. The art film community now is slowly starting to behave the way a totalitarian nation behaves; if it's not gay, not lesbian, not emotional, then it's a 'crap' local film. Yes, even the independent creative scenes are based more on "hatred of the status quo" rather than actually making use of the independent medium itself for potential gems. Still wondering why there's so few gems that made it international? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Diversity in itself, is not even wanted by the "most" creative entities as much as they preach about it! Backstabbing is the norm! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Singaporeans, who don't even know what it is like to 'soar' yet, are saying that 'soaring is boring and not original'! Oh sure, I suppose we can get more "ORIGINAL" by thinking that way eh? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Again, forget funny jokes here. Knowing the typical reaction of a typical Singaporean, diplomacy is abused and twisted automatically to make him/herself feel better. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another major falling point in Singapore's 'creativity', is the complete utter oblivion towards euphemisms. Singaporeans, thanks to Lee, have become so accustomed to euphemising their lives into oblivion that they actually believe it's the "MATURED" thing to do. No, it's not "MATURED". It's F***ING LAME AND WEAK. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Creativity is not about originality. It's about humanity and self-honesty. And clearly, since alot of Singaporeans haven't even gotten past the BASICS, it is NO WONDER why there is few and nothing in between. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last quote came off facebook, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Zorn took &lt;a linkindex="1228" href="http://quiz.applatform.com/track/?i=227002&amp;amp;h=22ede7732dc402d2d664233f43bd2cbf" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=73951211304&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=cf38973a270ac3166f6604f4ed7aaa7d&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::564182337:1:73951211304:::0:5316741261974590162::0:qrt103:0&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1237909691:d92b02e664f2c7350e94e15efd3f8b7a&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;Which ACJC crosser are you&lt;/a&gt; quiz and the result is Zorndrix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The ultimate kb guy&lt;/span&gt;. Everyone hates you. and you think you are very cool but you are&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; just an indian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh, very smart move, ACJC!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-8334704683958717902?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/8334704683958717902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=8334704683958717902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8334704683958717902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8334704683958717902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-you-can-learn-from-spoof.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-229571503239325505</id><published>2009-03-23T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:45:44.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;See, if you think back, really hard, you might vaguely remember a Platonic guy pal who always seemed to want to spend time with you. He'd tag along with you when you went shopping, stop by your place for a movie when you were lonely but didn't feel like going out, or even sit there and hold you while you sobbed and told him about how horribly the (other) guy that you were farking treated you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; At the time, you probably joked with your girlfriends about how he was a little puppy dog, always following you around, trying to do things to get you to pay attention to him. They probably teased you because they thought he had a crush on you. Given that his behavior was, admittedly, a little pathetic, you vehemently denied having any romantic feelings for him, and buttressed your position by claiming that you were "just friends." Besides, he totally wasn't your type. I mean, he was a little too short, or too bald, or too fat, or too poor, or didn't know how to dress himself, or basically be or do any of the things that your tall, good-looking, fit, rich, stylish boyfriend at the time pulled off with such ease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Eventually, your Platonic buddy drifted away, as your relationship with the boyfriend got more serious and spending time with this other guy was, admittedly, a little weird, if you werent dating him. More time passed, and the boyfriend eventually cheated on you, or became boring, or you realized that the things that attracted you to him weren't the kinds of things that make for a good, long-term relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; You ignored the nice guy. You used him for emotional intimacy without reciprocating, in kind, with physical intimacy. You laughed at his consideration and resented his devotion. You valued the aloof boyfriend more than the attentive "just-a-" friend. Eventually, he took the hint and moved on with his life. He probably came to realize, one day, that women aren't really attracted to guys who hold doors open; or make dinners just because; or buy you a Christmas gift that you mentioned, in passing, that you really wanted five months ago; or listen when you're upset; or hold you when you cry. He came to realize that, if he wanted a woman like you, he'd have to act more like the boyfriend that you had. He probably cleaned up his look, started making some money, and generally acted like more of an asshole than he ever wanted to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Fact is, now, he's probably getting laid, and in a way, your ultimate rejection of him is to thank for that. And I'm sorry that it took the complete absence of "nice guys" in your life for you to realize that you missed them and wanted them. Most women will only have a handful of nice guys stumble into their lives, if that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; I suppose the other possibility is that you STILL don't really want a nice guy, but you feel the social pressure to at least appear to have matured beyond your infantile taste in men. In which case, you might be in luck, because the nice guy you claim to want has, in reality, shed his nice guy mantle and is out there looking to unleash his cynicism and resentment onto someone just like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-229571503239325505?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/229571503239325505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=229571503239325505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/229571503239325505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/229571503239325505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/see-if-you-think-back-really-hard-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-1250129949867744038</id><published>2009-03-22T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:05:46.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love drowning myself in nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like how I'll waste 20 minutes just to take a bus that I took for 4 past years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or how I'll keep looping the songs that I was looping last year and the year before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But those days will never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to don it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a day where we can all go back and live it once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss being where I could look at anyone with a turn left or right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss looking out at that big green field, occasionally spotting a crazy mat blasting music, a kid driving his remote controlled car, or a douchebag practicing his golf strokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days when canteen queues lasted less than 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times when PE was the least physically demanding lesson ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minutes before an exam where we would shout and throw down our books in hysteria before heading in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The period when screaming "Three : No Trump" was actually normal in a bridge game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would I be without these experiences that shaped me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where could I have been if I could travel back in time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was that I never saw and embraced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was it that I didn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the new term tears its way in,&lt;br /&gt;I still hold on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-1250129949867744038?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/1250129949867744038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=1250129949867744038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1250129949867744038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1250129949867744038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-drowning-myself-in-nostalgia.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-1848463265241973245</id><published>2009-03-21T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:37:06.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;東京&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;住みなれた　この部屋を&lt;br /&gt;出てゆく日が来た&lt;br /&gt;新しい旅だちに　まだ戸惑ってる&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Today I have to leave this old room of mine.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still unsure about this new journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;駅まで向かうバスの中&lt;br /&gt;友達にメールした&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;On the bus ride to the train station,&lt;br /&gt;I (e)mailed my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;朝のホームで　電話もしてみた&lt;br /&gt;でもなんか　違う気がした&lt;br /&gt;古いギターをひとつ持ってきた&lt;br /&gt;写真は全部　置いてきた&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;At the station I picked up my phone&lt;br /&gt;But something felt different about it all.&lt;br /&gt;All I brought with me was an old guitar,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving my entire old life behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何かを手放して　そして手にいれる&lt;br /&gt;そんな繰り返しかな?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why is it that I let go, to earn the new&lt;br /&gt;This cycle can't be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;つよがりは　いつだって　夢に続いてる&lt;br /&gt;臆病になったら　そこで途切れるよ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I always try to hide my fears behind my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I fear, I block myself away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走りだした電車の中&lt;br /&gt;少しだけ泣けてきた&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And in the time I walked to the train&lt;br /&gt;By a little, I began to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;窓の外に続いてる　この町は&lt;br /&gt;かわらないでと願った&lt;br /&gt;古いギターをアタシにくれたひと&lt;br /&gt;東京は怖いって言ってた&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And as life went on, back home&lt;br /&gt;I prayed that it'd never change.&lt;br /&gt;The one who gave me my old guitar&lt;br /&gt;Told me Tokyo is a scary place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;答えを探すのは　もうやめた&lt;br /&gt;間違いだらけでいい&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've stopped looking for all the answers.&lt;br /&gt;It's okay to have some flaws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;赤い夕焼けがビルに途切れた&lt;br /&gt;涙をこらえても&lt;br /&gt;次の朝がやってくるたびごとに&lt;br /&gt;迷うことだってあるよね?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The crimson burning (sun); now blocked by skyscrapers&lt;br /&gt;And I deny my tears&lt;br /&gt;Won't every next chilly morning&lt;br /&gt;bode more confusion for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;正しいことばかり選べない&lt;br /&gt;それくらいわかってる&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And its true I can't choose what's right&lt;br /&gt;At least, I know that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-1848463265241973245?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/1848463265241973245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=1848463265241973245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1848463265241973245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1848463265241973245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-i-have-to-leave-this-old-room-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-1749513201185030749</id><published>2009-03-21T00:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T00:38:32.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just had to share &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://encyclopediadramatica.com/Creepypasta"&gt;the freakiest stories you'll ever read on a computer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://encyclopediadramatica.com/Creepypasta"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.miraino.jp/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://en.miraino.jp/bar_timi_top.gif" alt="The Future Photo Museum" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.miraino.jp/Klinsen+Soh/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://en.miraino.jp/img/Klinsen+Soh/" alt="Klinsen SohのFuture Photo" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freem.ne.jp/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://en.miraino.jp/bar_timi_bottom.gif" alt="by Free Game Library FREEM!" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;(C)&lt;a href="http://en.miraino.jp/" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;The Future Photo Museum&lt;/a&gt; (C)&lt;a href="http://www.freem.ne.jp/" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Free Game FREEM&lt;/a&gt; Supported by &lt;a href="http://onlinegame-matome.com/" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Free Online Game Matome&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sherdog.net/forums/f7/i-got-married-last-weekend-pics-877461/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.sherdog.net/forums/f7/i-got-married-last-weekend-pics-877461/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click that link for the strongest argument that there is no God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;402 outing and kbox was teh own :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;205/402 hybrid monkeys met bowlling(LOL) at city hall, but we decided not to wait. As fate would have had it, we bumped into sihua wanzheng and weiqing at the subway at raffles city. The other guys found us after that. Then everyone  slowly showed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at a hong kong cafe! But I cant remember the name =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some papaya soup with 'charsiew' [with the quotation marks] and dumplings. Like what else is there in hong kong besides the noodles and meat manzxz :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoongjia and Jeremiah came and got another table, sometime after weichong and jungui appeared too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked a LOT. Liyin Meilin and Audrey came after that and subbed, had great convos with them also. Then of course, Jieqiang was in the spotlight again, the bowler. LOL. Grow taller = more shuai. Funny lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were damn bored and somehow found our way behind the esplanade, sitting on the floor and just chilling. Nokia staff grabbed us and took our pictures, giving us free photos and frames! Coooolioooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were actually giving away free T shirts too but I wasn't about to wait 80 minutes for it, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AK came and started doing weird things like taking chest shots of our tops.  @_@&lt;br /&gt;Apparently he finally got himself a new phone, LG Secret, but apparently it also stinks. Baaad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know when I have ever felt so compelled to take pictures with anyone. LOL. I think the last time was like Prom, seriously. Never felt so at home in such a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-1749513201185030749?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/1749513201185030749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=1749513201185030749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1749513201185030749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1749513201185030749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/c-future-photo-museum-c-free-game-freem.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-4891791563563425382</id><published>2009-03-20T06:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:23:09.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;205 outing on 20/03/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details : Meet 10.20am at city hall mrt; people who are late, please haul yourself over to marina square Kbox asap, keep one person smsed so we know you're coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan is, Kbox from 11am - 2pm, lunch (for the people who are joining us after kbox) from 2pm onwards. Will probably &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;window&lt;/span&gt; shop or go &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;bowling&lt;/span&gt; or something. In a desperate situation, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;movie&lt;/span&gt;. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 4pm onwards, people will start to leave, this is includes(and is not exclusive of others) : 402 guys, weiliat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are having a dinner after that so whoever's going please inform like Elena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please recommend any activities for us to do within the next few days, sms me at 9138****. Or just msn me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-4891791563563425382?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/4891791563563425382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=4891791563563425382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4891791563563425382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4891791563563425382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/205-outing-on-20032009-details-meet-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-1292927789976024829</id><published>2009-03-17T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:16:50.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"So you got in through affliation la&lt;/span&gt;." is one of the most powerful statements you can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"Eh, you know what my classmate said? He said ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;.....*some people* can only come into *said school* through affliation"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the power of rumours spreading like wildfire and changing form rapidly results in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;"..... all affliated schools can only come in through affliation"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"That bastard with _____ specs insulted us and said we can only come in here through affliation"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;"That bastard with _____ specs called us stupid cb and said we can only come in here through afiiliation, luckily we beat him up already"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;"That f-ing bastard with _____ specs called us stupid cb that dont know how to study, so we beat him up until he beg for mercy, and now he has to go for counselling."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I predict will come next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Some ccb f-ing bastard wearing lanjiao specs called all christians stupid cb that don't know how to study and can only get into schools through affiliation or bribery. Luckily we mobbed him with pitchforks and hand grenades until he publicly castrated himself in front of Dragon LHL and his merry men."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On and on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-1292927789976024829?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/1292927789976024829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=1292927789976024829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1292927789976024829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1292927789976024829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-you-got-in-through-affliation-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-3613029645032007636</id><published>2009-03-17T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:31:14.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;How many times should she say this?&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not one of those good girls you always think of"&lt;br /&gt;At the corner of the gasoline stand, she sees our warehouse&lt;br /&gt;When we're going home on thursday, after the jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like punk rock, in summer I'll still wear this skin"&lt;br /&gt;She thinks it's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tomorrow I'm going on TV"; we're on the phone, cause I gotta go home&lt;br /&gt;"Punk's not dead!" I made a weird face, and she laughed.&lt;br /&gt;I'll pick her up after my license, one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I like punk rock, my Les Paul is really heavy&lt;br /&gt;But from my drum stroke, comes the final moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a thrust of her lips, she follows my lead&lt;br /&gt;Still her guitar holds her on&lt;br /&gt;She says she isn't losing&lt;br /&gt;The era of punk will forever live on&lt;br /&gt;In a moment though, she'll be breaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, anarchy in the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-3613029645032007636?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/3613029645032007636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=3613029645032007636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/3613029645032007636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/3613029645032007636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-many-times-should-she-say-this-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-8451874749728446713</id><published>2009-03-16T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:09:27.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/Sb5NG-FxuVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/hMCOFMAULTw/s1600-h/DSC00385%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/Sb5NG-FxuVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/hMCOFMAULTw/s400/DSC00385%5B1%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313769392485546322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not as bad as it looks :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered this from hardwarezone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; JE mrt chinese name is yu lang&lt;br /&gt; chinese garden is yu hua&lt;br /&gt; joo koon is yu qun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS LIKE SUPER HUGE PLOT POTENTIAL. I mean like, 3 MRT stations named after 3 siblings. That's like saying they fought this huge dragon and destroyed a crater in Jurong area thus creating the lake. Poot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-8451874749728446713?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/8451874749728446713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=8451874749728446713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8451874749728446713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8451874749728446713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-not-as-bad-as-it-looks-i-remembered.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/Sb5NG-FxuVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/hMCOFMAULTw/s72-c/DSC00385%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21954083.post-6149597916672492190</id><published>2009-03-16T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T01:26:45.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today, I was pissing in a urinal and I had the urge to sneeze.  Unable to hold it, I sneezed and hit my head on a metal beam supporting the urinal. In complete disarray, I had to step back from the urinal while pissing and managed to spray the floor, the wall, and the person next to me. FML&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today, at work, I was alone in the breakroom when I got a slight pain in my belly. I thought I needed to pass gas, so I tried since no one else was in there. It wasn't gas. It was diarrhea. I'm wearing a mini skirt today. FML.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today, I was sitting in class and I fell asleep during the lesson.  I was wearing sweatpants and had an erection.  My teacher came up to me and grabbed my penis.  She thought it was my phone. FML&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today, I started a fight at a lesbian bar and lost. I'm a man. FML&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today, my mom walked in on me masturbating. I minimized the porn on my laptop so she wouldn't see I was watching it. It turns out I was watching an old Beatles concert before I started masturbating. My mom thought I was masturbating to the Beatles. FML&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today, my boss called me into his office to show me the web site of a potential business partner. When he began to type 'virginia' into google, it auto-completed his search with his recent search for 'virgin boy assholes'. I have to go on business trip with him tomorrow. I'm a young guy. FML&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fmylife.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.fmylife.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-6149597916672492190?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/6149597916672492190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=6149597916672492190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6149597916672492190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6149597916672492190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-i-was-pissing-in-urinal-and-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-6009341574901072136</id><published>2009-03-14T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T00:23:44.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one  &lt;s&gt;second&lt;/s&gt;  week break is like here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday the 13th :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished school at one and I got a 40/55 for chinese test! LUL. Seriously LOL. Like, the last time I had that percentage was pri school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chionged out with stacks of paper playing   Prinny Can I really be the hero? , reached suntec and 2, boy, are the crowds scary. Even on a friday! Wtfudge. I waited 30 seconds to get on the escalator. Got a HP Printer there for 199. Yes, like finally -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, I got lost in City hall and I took 20 minutes to get to the mrt, then I chionged to nan hua after meeting Kailun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TELL YOU ITS TRUE; 1 IN EVERY 5 PERSONS IS IN NJC. IT'S A GREY STORM. RUN FOR YO LAIVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoned and talked until 8pm, and had a snack at KFC before going home. Messaged people to call them cause I was bored &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack called me at 11.30 and said that no one told him soccer was cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he came up to play &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;DMC&lt;/span&gt;, watch Role Models, and do random shiz like dota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5  Bro drove us to KAP to meet Weiliat and Kailun. I was dressed in like Nan hua PE shirt, greenridge sec shorts, and Birkenstocks only LOL. Holding the maroon umbrella with one hand, I looked like a friggin ah pek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to da bao back home; Man, Toh Yi Market only has one stall selling dark carrot cake. Like srsly. I had to wander around looking lost like a moron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this bunch of SAJC canoeists, recognised them cause of ATMG, the 411 Hweleng, and Ziming! Oh my goodness he looks like he rebonded his hair - many many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back home and prepared for the big game. Liverpool Vs Man U! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Reds Vs Red Devils!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prediction : Man U 1/2   - Liverpool  0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End result?  Man U 1, Liverpool 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la, at least Liverpool shines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;205 outing soon! and maybe 402 outing, and maybe T36 outing, and maybe IG34 outing, and maybe....... time still isn't in my hands :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-6009341574901072136?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/6009341574901072136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=6009341574901072136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6009341574901072136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6009341574901072136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/whoooooooooooooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-989710459918016102</id><published>2009-03-10T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:26:12.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goh Wanxuan Grace +&lt;br /&gt;Jacinda Tay Joo Hwa +&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Low Yan Zhen +&lt;br /&gt;Leong Keet Rufus +&lt;br /&gt;Soh Xing Wei Klinsen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;CJC PW 178 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ON, A LEVEL A PLS. Fire + water + air = purple steamwave plz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rERdEQOaDdo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rERdEQOaDdo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Females + guitar = sexy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-989710459918016102?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/989710459918016102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=989710459918016102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/989710459918016102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/989710459918016102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/goh-wanxuan-grace-jacinda-tay-joo-hwa.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-5160046774593739650</id><published>2009-03-08T09:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:55:26.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://randomc.maximum7.net/image/Gundam%2000/Gundam%2000%20Second%20Season%20-%2022%20-%20Large%2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1280px; height: 720px;" src="http://randomc.maximum7.net/image/Gundam%2000/Gundam%2000%20Second%20Season%20-%2022%20-%20Large%2021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p3jPwoORKl4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p3jPwoORKl4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me weird but I actually think this looks interesting and nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-5160046774593739650?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/5160046774593739650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=5160046774593739650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5160046774593739650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5160046774593739650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/call-me-weird-but-i-actually-think-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-1055897964491924194</id><published>2009-03-07T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:24:09.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>非合法のplayでイケナイ事　奴ら退屈しのぎ&lt;br /&gt;Reason come on you ready?&lt;br /&gt;パニクッてくれんなよ!　広がるパノラマのAir Dream&lt;br /&gt;忍ぶ　斜め45°からの怪しい誘いかも&lt;br /&gt;「Hey　ちょっと　5minutes　貰えるかな?」&lt;br /&gt;「まずは退屈しのぎで良いよ」&lt;br /&gt;「明日のスターは君だ」　って　temptation&lt;br /&gt;臭ぇぞ　臭ぇぞ　おぇ　おぇ　おぇ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我がで掴むから結構&lt;br /&gt;脳みそカイロプラクティックはいかがかな?&lt;br /&gt;確率は針の穴ほどの大きさに　指をぶっ刺す位Cool&lt;br /&gt;No　全てが罠に見えるの…Get Justice !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;汚れ知らず脱ぎ捨て無抵抗　焦り過ぎ前向きすぎ警報&lt;br /&gt;馬鹿はバックにおんぶに抱っこ　滑り落ちるぞ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;※100ある美味しい話の99個の結末は&lt;br /&gt;いつだって僕等をあざ笑いコケにした&lt;br /&gt;石に噛り付いたって　笑ってらんないさ　このまんまじゃ&lt;br /&gt;今度こそ僕が100分の1を手にする※&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason come on　you ready?&lt;br /&gt;Balalai…浮かれた分×2倍凹むんだよ&lt;br /&gt;Balalai…ロックバンドでもでかい夢見てぇんだよ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey boy!　なんて甘い声で　渡される携帯番号&lt;br /&gt;マスコミがちょっと怖いから　若干惜しみながら　捨てておこう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怪しい顔したオジサンがこっちを見ている&lt;br /&gt;きっと僕のことユキチに見えてるんだ&lt;br /&gt;誰を信じ　何を捨て　何を感じ　誰を救う&lt;br /&gt;気付いた時には大概　すでに奪われてる&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喰えねぇあんただってよ　夢に敗れたり&lt;br /&gt;恋だってしてきたろうし　気持ちは分かんだろ?&lt;br /&gt;本気過ぎて空回るのも　一寸先しか見えないのも&lt;br /&gt;引き返せない所まで来たら　前しか見えないのも&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;汚れ知らず脱ぎ捨て無抵抗&lt;br /&gt;そいつに媚びたって売れやしねぇぞ&lt;br /&gt;こっちの水はそっちより甘いよ!&lt;br /&gt;本当は嘘だけどね&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;馬鹿げてる　ダッシュで消えろよ&lt;br /&gt;ただの火傷じゃすまなさそう&lt;br /&gt;思考回路傷んだ大人達に　絶対負けんなよ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(※くり返し)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;誰を信じ　何を捨て　何を感じ　誰を救う&lt;br /&gt;譲れないモノは　ずっと握りしめてろ&lt;br /&gt;追いかけ続けて　どっちから来たかも分からない&lt;br /&gt;僕たちは　帰る場所なんてどこにも無い&lt;br /&gt;恨んだこの街は　昔憧れた街だった‥この場所で&lt;br /&gt;1000分の1だとしても　手にしてやる!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hou mai dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a week since I blogged, that's a VERY VERY long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, despite me still being on the com like 2 hours a day, I can't find time to blog, like whooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been fine so far, like, okay, not fine, but just very acceptable. I now realise I hate all tutorials and just want to attend lecture after lecture after lecture. Its a bit easier than having to rush tutorials which I don't really understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must not overstress leh, later suicide like in NTU electrical engineering faculty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I think I'm drowning&lt;br /&gt;Asphyxiated&lt;br /&gt;I wanna break this spell&lt;br /&gt;That you've created&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're something beautiful&lt;br /&gt;A contradiction&lt;br /&gt;I wanna play the game&lt;br /&gt;I want the friction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be the death of me&lt;br /&gt;You will be the death of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bury it&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you bury it&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you smother it&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you murder it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our time is running out&lt;br /&gt;Our time is running out&lt;br /&gt;You can't push it underground&lt;br /&gt;You can't stop it screaming out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted freedom&lt;br /&gt;Bound and restricted&lt;br /&gt;I tried to give you up&lt;br /&gt;But I'm addicted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you know I'm trapped sense of elation&lt;br /&gt;You'd never dream of&lt;br /&gt;Breaking this fixation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will squeeze the life out of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will suck the life out of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omgosh, I wanna go back to nan hua every single day and like see all the 2008 sec 4s. Like, we should all find one day to go back in our new uniforms and take photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big green field is gone, all that's left is this huge patch of grey construction filled with WW2 bombs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if last year's 402 and 407 had their classrooms right beside each other. That watercooler will be packed with girls sitting around. Every other person would be taking the lift. That corner of school would be the loudest. And the huge mob of guys would make their presence known in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That drinks stall corner is now like being held by bangla workers and random people, sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, why no NHJC? Then we can have like our triangular collar pin, just build a lecture theatre block, with the new sports block, and we're all set! I'm srs. Lol. Reduce the cohort of secondary school la, then make half the classroom tutorial classrooms. Then MASS I.P and JC epic phail A level results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who is trustworthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What can be left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What is the feeling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who should be saved&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I can't hand it over is because all along I've been holding on to it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chase continues and we can’t find out which one it came from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We return to the place where things like nowhere don't exist&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The resent I bore against this town; the longing for the days of old of this town&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if one in a thousand, I’m still going to get it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-1055897964491924194?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/1055897964491924194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=1055897964491924194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1055897964491924194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1055897964491924194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/play-reason-come-on-you-ready-air-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-7451486067812899486</id><published>2009-03-01T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T19:40:56.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Law of Opposing schools;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whenever a Chinese-based school of classmates organise a large scale gathering, the Catholic school WILL hold an event on the date of the gathering to screw up 3 people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went KAP 4 times in the past week, as opposed to having not eaten mcdonalds for 5 months prior to this week. And I only ate a complete meal once out of those 4 times. Hate myself for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, for the sake of meeting up with Humans, I Must endure it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like the ultimate slacker in 1T36 canxzxz, the same class that has like 49208634907698473 billion scandals after a short 3 weeks. Copied at least 10 pages of stuff from random ppl and the only thing I understand is everything except maths xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even CHINESE. EVEN CHINESE, 56 MARK MCQ FTW. I LURB CHIU A LEVELS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;402! Go to all your chinese departments and beg them to let you take H1 chinese! I guarantee that you will never regret it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost weekends ftw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-7451486067812899486?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/7451486067812899486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=7451486067812899486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7451486067812899486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7451486067812899486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/03/law-of-opposing-schools-whenever.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-7225093710265071174</id><published>2009-02-28T13:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:37:48.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recommended you be 18 and below for this to be funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NW8tE93Vx8Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NW8tE93Vx8Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i40.tinypic.com/27yzif4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 99px;" src="http://i40.tinypic.com/27yzif4.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah tiong bu power armpits! can fire black cero huann :s34:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VbKFPQQGL5w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VbKFPQQGL5w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ird8EdNTU9I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ird8EdNTU9I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-7225093710265071174?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/7225093710265071174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=7225093710265071174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7225093710265071174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7225093710265071174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/27yzif4_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21954083.post-1800927832240774894</id><published>2009-02-24T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:01:47.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Klinsen-ology?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; ***********FOOD-OLOGY*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your salad dressing of choice?&lt;br /&gt;-french dressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite sit-down restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;- a silent subway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What food could you eat for 2 weeks straight and not get sick of it?&lt;br /&gt;-salmon sashimi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your pizza toppings of choice?&lt;br /&gt;- pepperoni, green peppers, olives, onions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you like to put on your toast?&lt;br /&gt;- Butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; **********TECHNOLOGY******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many television sets are in your house?&lt;br /&gt;- 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what color of cell phone do you have?&lt;br /&gt;- White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; ***************BIOLOGY****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you right-handed or left-handed?&lt;br /&gt;- Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had anything removed from your body?&lt;br /&gt;- swollen foot muscles o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last heavy item you lifted?&lt;br /&gt;- the cartons back at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been knocked unconscious?&lt;br /&gt;- nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; ******&lt;br /&gt;******BULLCRAPOLOGY*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?&lt;br /&gt;- No way :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could change your name, what would you change it to?&lt;br /&gt;- I can't think of one right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000?&lt;br /&gt;- *gulp*  ahhh. what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; ************DUMBOLOGY*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many pairs of flip flops do you own?&lt;br /&gt;- 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you had a run-in with the cops?&lt;br /&gt;- nevar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you talked to?&lt;br /&gt;- Pang/Nicky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;- can't remember :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; **************FAVORITOLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season?&lt;br /&gt;- summer :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday?&lt;br /&gt;- Japan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day of the week?&lt;br /&gt;- Saturday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month?&lt;br /&gt;- december! for obvious reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; ***********CURRENTOLOGY***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;- not someONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood?&lt;br /&gt;- terbaboomemo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;- the daily show haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching?&lt;br /&gt;- the daily show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worrying about?&lt;br /&gt;- how to survive As and CJC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; ***************RANDOMOLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First place you went this morning?&lt;br /&gt;- To bathe in my bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the last movie you saw?&lt;br /&gt;- slumdog millionaire, 8 OSCARS BABY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile often?&lt;br /&gt;- nooooo lol, only when i laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Do you always answer your phone?&lt;br /&gt;-yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) It's four in the morning and you get a text message, who is it?&lt;br /&gt;--random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) If you could change your eye color what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;-Sparda Blue manxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic?&lt;br /&gt;- there's no Sonic in Singapore :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you own a digital camera?&lt;br /&gt;- 'shared' by mom and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Have you ever had a pet fish?&lt;br /&gt;- bro had them, I wouldn't mind them though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Favorite Christmas song?&lt;br /&gt;- Silent night. Its the most christmass y song ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What's on your wish list for your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;- Whatever I can keep the longest :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Can you do push ups?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm a guy, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Can you do a chin up?&lt;br /&gt;- 10/11 pls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Does the future make you more nervous or excited?&lt;br /&gt;- nervous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you have any saved texts?&lt;br /&gt;- some stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Ever been in a car wreck?&lt;br /&gt;- once. when I was a baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Do you have an accent?&lt;br /&gt;- I hope I don't, and I hope I never get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) What is the song that make you cry?&lt;br /&gt;- Last Train :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Plans tonight?&lt;br /&gt;- :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Have you ever felt like you hit rock bottom?&lt;br /&gt;- You have no idea how much I've been bouncing on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Name 3 things you bought in the last week&lt;br /&gt;- Graphic Calculator, Grass Power, Bak Chor Mee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Have you ever been given roses?&lt;br /&gt;- The big furry one lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Current worry?&lt;br /&gt;- many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Current hate right now?&lt;br /&gt;- nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Met someone who changed your life?&lt;br /&gt;- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) How did you bring in the New Year!&lt;br /&gt;- Beer at Marina Bay countdown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) What song represents you?&lt;br /&gt;- Not for me to judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Name three people who might complete this?&lt;br /&gt;- yishuo, sally, and I can't name one last one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) What were you doing at 12 AM last night&lt;br /&gt;- trying to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up?&lt;br /&gt;- errrwha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-1800927832240774894?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/1800927832240774894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=1800927832240774894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1800927832240774894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1800927832240774894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/02/klinsen-ology-food-ology-what-is-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-7907495685177518748</id><published>2009-02-23T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:56:05.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>are you ready? "EVER READY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any sweat? "NO SWEAT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this tough? "NOT ENOUGH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how far? "ALL THE WAY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diamond push up! "INDEX TO INDEX, THUMB TO THUMB"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spider push up! "100 CM BETWEEN MY PALMS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "WONDERFUL"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-7907495685177518748?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/7907495685177518748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=7907495685177518748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7907495685177518748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7907495685177518748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/02/are-you-ready-ever-ready-any-sweat-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-8369320703964805191</id><published>2009-02-21T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:47:36.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="BodyText"&gt;&lt;span class="BookTitle"&gt;The Five Love Languages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="BodyText"&gt;&lt;span class="BookSubtitle"&gt;&lt;a name="words" id="words"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words                      of Affirmation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain once said “I can live for two months on a good compliment.”  Verbal appreciation speaks powerfully to persons whose primary Love Language is “Words of Affirmation.”  Simple statements, such as, “You look great in that suit,” or “You must be the best baker in the world! I love your oatmeal cookies,” are sometimes all a person needs to hear to feel loved.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="BodyText"&gt;Aside from verbal compliments, another way to communicate through “Words of Affirmation” is to offer encouragement.  Here are some examples: reinforcing a difficult decision; calling attention to progress made on a current project; acknowledging a person’s unique perspective on an important topic. If a loved one listens for “Words of Affirmation,” offering encouragement will help him or her to overcome insecurities and develop greater confidence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="BodyText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="BodyText"&gt;                        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="BodyText"&gt;&lt;span class="BookTitle"&gt;The Five Languages                      of Apology&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="BodyText"&gt;&lt;span class="BookSubtitle"&gt;&lt;a name="regret" id="regret"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;       &lt;p class="BodyText"&gt;&lt;span class="BookSubtitle"&gt;&lt;a name="make" id="make"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make                      Restitution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   In our society, many people believe that wrong acts demand                      justice. The one who commits the crime should pay for their                      wrongdoing. A mate who speaks this love language feels the                      same way towards apologies. They believe that in order to                      be sincere, the person who is apologizing should justify their                      actions. The mate who’s been hurt simply wants to hear                      that their mate still loves them.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="BodyText"&gt; There are many effective ways to demonstrate                      sincerity in an apology. Each mate must learn the other’s                      love language in order to complete the act of restitution.                      Though some mates may feel a though all is forgotten with                      a bouquet of flowers, that may not necessarily work for all                      mates. Every mate should uncover what their partner’s                      main love language is (Words of Affirmation, Quality Time,                      Acts of Service, Physical Touch, and Receiving Gifts) and                      use that specific language in order to make restitutions in                      the most effective way.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="BodyText"&gt; For a mate whose primary apology                      language is making restitutions, no matter how often you say                      “I’m sorry”, or “I was wrong”,                      your mate will never find the apology sincere. You must show                      strong efforts for making amends. A genuine apology will be                      accompanied by the assurance that you still love your mate                     and have a desire to right the wrong-doings committed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="BodyText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="BodyText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="BodyText"&gt;I love AwakEve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-8369320703964805191?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/8369320703964805191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=8369320703964805191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8369320703964805191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/8369320703964805191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/02/five-love-languages-words-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-7540801252801953074</id><published>2009-02-20T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:06:39.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>402 gathering is like time to discuss how to retain for 50 more years to get a diploma and work one year before retiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, or to master the physics of making tutu kueh by dropping H2 physics :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to NJC with Zhiwei to meet Boonbin, Weiqing, and Sihua, whilst wearing our male nurse uniform. Damn the system!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2 minutes we saw like 6 plus nanhuarians walking out of NJC, how screwed up is that manxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of 402 lay waiting in the canteen, and everyone grabbed a bite of the food we used to love and (cut) queue for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was like, 5 of us, nicky, jianhui, weiren, hoongjia, jieming, songming, jieqiang, maylynn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked about everything under the sun, like how nanhuarians are discriminated to be cheena, all the bitches and dumbtards in our schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benny only stopped by for like 10 minutes to eat. Then we were damn bored, so we went to HOD room to look for Mrs Leuar and AK. I really miss those lessons la, the times where we would like laugh at one random expression from zhiwei. How the girls would stay and back away into their corner. How me and the surrounding people would be engrossed in their own thing. Clique six laughing at some random stuff. Rouhui playing psp/reading manga, kendric + carol + xiahao sleeping. Those were the TIMES man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although miss yang is certainly as powerful as mrs leuar, that stupid miss tan can never be as epic as AK. That is the truth. GP lessons are really the shit now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all was done, we headed to an old haunt - clementi KFC, for dinner. Epic laughter, bundled with the stomach cramps and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really gonna say much in detail about what happened the past few days. Cause I had many changes of heart here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just have to take the plunge when I have to, and do my very best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I won't be alone when I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-7540801252801953074?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/7540801252801953074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=7540801252801953074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7540801252801953074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7540801252801953074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/02/402-gathering-is-like-time-to-discuss.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-9161003432727192981</id><published>2009-02-17T17:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T17:36:37.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://cms.springboard.gorillanation.com/flash/skins/dv001.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="324" swliveconnect="true" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" flashvars="e=4bffc0037b3a3a4e308b2443d9f87c24c20c213cc47f099a102cf8ca4450577c3179b891c2e2316d4250ccef6e262228c8c8a7bfe9e187cba79e12cf1938a65d77aac96928a0db62ef849e165ccc39bd7b7f9edacdf9a0b2&amp;amp;width=400&amp;amp;height=324&amp;amp;autostart=true&amp;amp;allowscriptaccess=always&amp;amp;usefullscreen=true&amp;amp;autoscroll=true&amp;amp;thumbsinplaylist=true&amp;amp;esnapshot=4dfed81f&amp;amp;trueurl=http://www.doubleviking.com/videos/page0.html/japanese-tongue-twisting-nut-punching-show-10931.html"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-9161003432727192981?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/9161003432727192981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=9161003432727192981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/9161003432727192981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/9161003432727192981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-7237341134321419394</id><published>2009-02-16T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:04:56.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SZltZZTHryI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ubrYRjoiNa4/s1600-h/DSC00529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SZltZZTHryI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ubrYRjoiNa4/s400/DSC00529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303390319260708642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overdue photo of 00 raiser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SZluKvXKfKI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ex_qi1yiKis/s1600-h/DSC00638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SZluKvXKfKI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ex_qi1yiKis/s400/DSC00638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303391166996839586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is us during dad's birthday, with our hands over the cake which is so small it looks like we're warming our hands over the curry fish head. D'oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day was spent with 205 guys! Met them at nan hua before going over to Jurong swimming complex. Talked about everything under the sun, including school songs, nanhuarians' fates, and other retarded unmentionables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow slide + Long Blue slide + Lazy pool + wave pool = aching abs and legs. At least it helped to even out my tan a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised something dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what we had for lunch? Chicken Rice.&lt;br /&gt;You know what we had for dinner? KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to clementi for dinner with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was Slumdog millionaire with nicky and yishuo at vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this groundbreaking scene where Jamal calls his brother using his lifeline, because its the only phone number he knows, and then Latika rushes back to the car to grab the cellphone, but before they showed her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yishuo's phone promptly began ringing. THE MOST IMBA TIMING EVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of us came to the conclusion that,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; we should have put &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;SAJC&lt;/span&gt; as first choice :( CURSE YOU SATAN AKA MOE AKA ROBO LEE AKA MM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At at shihlin street snacks before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was just another crappy day at school, but apparently 20 people have been accepted into drama already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem lecture = shit. I can seriously start plucking out the hairs off my ass to try and deodorize the teacher. I hate his total lack of enthusiasism/life/emotion/ability to engage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politics, oooh, I love politics :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wake from a nightmare now&lt;br /&gt; In the day it haunts me&lt;br /&gt; It slowly tears me apart&lt;br /&gt; With dreams of a distant love&lt;br /&gt; I’m a wandering satellite&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somewhere in the wasteland&lt;br /&gt; I see you smiling at me&lt;br /&gt; A vision out of my dreams&lt;br /&gt; Will everything change?&lt;br /&gt; Take the pain away&lt;br /&gt; Lead me with your light&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heading for the sun&lt;br /&gt; Leave the sadness behind&lt;br /&gt; Crossing oceans dry&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My world spinning out of time&lt;br /&gt; Won’t somebody stop me?&lt;br /&gt; I may be losing my way&lt;br /&gt; Will you make it right?&lt;br /&gt; Take the pain away&lt;br /&gt; Hear me as I cry&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heading for the sun&lt;br /&gt; Leave the sadness behind&lt;br /&gt; Crossing oceans dry&lt;br /&gt; Deep inside I go&lt;br /&gt; Spirit dreams inside&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What can I do, I ask?&lt;br /&gt; There’s nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt; What can I do, I ask?&lt;br /&gt; There’s nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt; Why am I here?&lt;br /&gt; Why am I lost?&lt;br /&gt; Where is love?&lt;br /&gt; Lead me with your light&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heading for the sun&lt;br /&gt; Leave the sadness behind&lt;br /&gt; Crossing oceans dry&lt;br /&gt; Deep inside I go&lt;br /&gt; Heading for the sun&lt;br /&gt; Leave the sadness behind&lt;br /&gt; Crossing oceans dry&lt;br /&gt; Deep inside I go&lt;br /&gt; Spirit dreams inside&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-7237341134321419394?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/7237341134321419394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=7237341134321419394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7237341134321419394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/7237341134321419394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/02/overdue-photo-of-00-raiser-this-is-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPhsiVlddI/SZltZZTHryI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ubrYRjoiNa4/s72-c/DSC00529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21954083.post-2837083344549586443</id><published>2009-02-15T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T14:44:22.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/939/whatwillyoudefendpn8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/939/whatwillyoudefendpn8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-2837083344549586443?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/2837083344549586443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=2837083344549586443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/2837083344549586443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/2837083344549586443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/02/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-2510369664572122602</id><published>2009-02-12T15:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T16:30:00.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SMS-capade 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Dec 2008&lt;br /&gt;Amber has watched twilight already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yishuo nicky and I watch the Day the earth stood still(which sucked)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 dec&lt;br /&gt;I sell Channel 5 with nicky countdown tickets and miss AK's christmas musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 dec&lt;br /&gt;Yishuo and I are desperate to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FCBC Christmas service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;205 guys come over for comic discussion + build 00 gundam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 dec&lt;br /&gt;Kbox fail. Cherhan nicky yishuo and I watch Yes Man at Vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 dec&lt;br /&gt;"Tmr soccer at fico sports club meet 3pm at boonlay. its from 4 to 6pm" - Kailun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to pool at Bukit timah plaza with -random people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meet amber for random christmas shoppingz.&lt;br /&gt;"But I have a fetish for those smooth boxy nike bags, how? :(" - amber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanling helps me post my birthday details on 402 blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 dec&lt;br /&gt;Bryan tries to disable UAC on his sister's laptop to play left4dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Klin, I am winston from last weekend job.... r having the same thing this weekend, thx."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 dec&lt;br /&gt;I rot at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus and a few others send christmas smses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 dec&lt;br /&gt;Attempt to rockband with jieqiang, zhiwei, hoongjia, jack, and nicky fail. We eat at Just Acia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 dec&lt;br /&gt;I repeat my weekend job&lt;br /&gt;"Tks! how's e sales!" - Irvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey have you transferred the(class chalet) money already?" -maylynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 dec&lt;br /&gt;"Doh I woke up at 7 cos I scared I'll be late lol"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I officially give up on the eighth note free guitar deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 dec&lt;br /&gt;"Lol I still can't believe i've started sch in nh" - Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work at marina bay!&lt;br /&gt;"wa so late ah lol pervyplz :D" - Sally&lt;br /&gt;"LOL LOL LOL" - Nicky, in response to Rabbit playing stop and stare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 dec&lt;br /&gt;"Omg even ervin smokes" - Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Before the day ends, 5 secs before midnight, tink about wat u've done today, ytday n one year ago. then forgt the bad stuff of tis year. havent miss mdngt? tink about how tis is an ordinary day. Happy new year(altough tis is just another day=])" - 92222248.   I have no idea who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"surrounded by insane party goers? staying at home and watching the boring countdown? Either way r u celebrating the new year?If ur not? y not go to celebrate the new year with your neighbour? happy new year" - 92222248&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 Jan 2009&lt;br /&gt;"HAPPY NEW YEAR!! PULL UR EARS! WISH U GUYS HAVE A PROSPEROUS YEAR AHEAD! WOOOO!" - Rayson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other people who smsed me included, cherhan, amandatan, gwendolyn, elena, JT, wanling, Jasline, ferny, and +6593825584&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lulz, your birthday just had to clash with cca ex" - Yishuo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02 Jan&lt;br /&gt;Work at Haagen Dasz! with jack yishuo and serene tan.&lt;br /&gt;Various nanhuarians crash school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"walao host where you" - Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Loo tonite guitar hero still on?" -Hoongjia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left4dead with jack and yishuo and lingfei, we feel the power of adult fare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04 Jan&lt;br /&gt;Many 402 people confirm their attendance for 10th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get help from Vera for shortcut to Expo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JT leaves FCBC :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05 Jan&lt;br /&gt;"Yea, there is. Press triangle and play around" -Yishuo, to me unable to equip items in dissidia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JT offers to treat us dinner at plaza sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06 Jan&lt;br /&gt;I reject that mirza dude for guitar/drum lessons cause of various reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07 Jan&lt;br /&gt;First gym session fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lulz, ponyo?" - Yishuo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey guys pass down relay the results will be out on monday, 12 jan. please pass down relay thanks" - Weiqing, in the middle of Ponyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Btw i have never ever been into a l shop before. It's so dark and evil" - Jasline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08 Jan&lt;br /&gt;"lol yeah later his ice cream cake yours not too haha. should we get a ginormous cake so there'd be enough for 30+ ppl?" - Nicky, secret planning for hoongjia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09  Jan&lt;br /&gt;"Happy birthday to you too! :)" - Chaypioh, sharing the same glorious day with moi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red cliff 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weichong, Simin, Yuyong, Jasline, Zhiwei, Gwendolyn, Chaohsien, Kailun, Weiqing "Walao you reply weiqing never reply me" -Zhiwei(cause weiqing's one came later and I didn't bother replying the rest lolol). Ferny, Sally, Amandatan, Jianhui, Xinyun, Jiayu, Elena, Yuanyuan, Victoria, Wanling. Everyone else who wished me either did it on the 10th or online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Jan&lt;br /&gt;"hey i forgot ur house e unit number and e block number lol" - Weiliat, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatt LOLO EH KENDRIC LATER DAN ME LOLOL WOOT" - The birthday boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yoyo just wanted to say thanks for everything today, especially 402andklinsen. I had a wonderful birthday. I don't have the numbers of some people so if you can help me thank them too ;)" - The birthday boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 Jan&lt;br /&gt;"Damn fucking funny. Outside my grandma's house got a _____ _________. Then got 3 _____ish sports car with fucking lot of stickers, and like 12 motorcycles"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone pisses their pants in fear for the next day's results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 Jan&lt;br /&gt;"Eh seravee's secret is out!" - Kailun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LOL got fragrance :D" - Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think I'll be going sa" - Vera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Klinsin, you have failed no one. I am proud of your effort. Of course we aim for a distinction, but God decides the outcome :)" -AK, on my b3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 Jan, in the midst of 402 chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"New DotA out, rofl" - Yishuo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 Jan&lt;br /&gt;"Second person, thanks!" - Yuyong Teng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Jan&lt;br /&gt;"pleaswe do not bring frens home this weekend, by order, mom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;402 goes around the world to all the JCs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 Jan&lt;br /&gt;I get pissed off by an ahtiong bus driver. GPGT but never uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 Jan&lt;br /&gt;I get crocs for yannick. and go to gataomo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" 'but my hair' Lulz"&lt;br /&gt;"Your father smokes? O.O!!?"  - Yishuo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 Jan&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome to pfingo! install ___________________________ to experience chat, web sms, push services &amp;amp; more!" -82413000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 Jan&lt;br /&gt;"Chain sms? lol" - Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 Jan&lt;br /&gt;"Bored yet? lol" - Jasline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norton screws up by disabling my internet when I don't renew the subscription, asshats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 Jan&lt;br /&gt;O raiser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayover at my house with hongkong movies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 Jan&lt;br /&gt;I eat subway at bukit panjang, LIKE FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Jan&lt;br /&gt;Results day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanabi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 Jan&lt;br /&gt;"Is it still possible to book the court tmr at 10am? :S"-Kailun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CAN ONE LA! :) but go sa leh.. thn you can go school with me.. :) thn you'll be very happy:)" - A very disillusioned vera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 feb&lt;br /&gt;"You stay at cashew heights right? Ha. I'm here visiting" - Benny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;205 guys come for morning soccer + swimming, I am unable to update my concession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02 feb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stone at home for cycling. News from Zoosh about our salary comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03 feb&lt;br /&gt;appeal to CJC succeeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04 feb&lt;br /&gt;"wa so behind. Lol im in 17" - Maxane&lt;br /&gt;"Wow! so far away behind. Lol." - Jasline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06 feb&lt;br /&gt;"ANY GOOD NEWS TO SAJC?" - Mom&lt;br /&gt;"19. You?!" - Zhiwei&lt;br /&gt;"28. You?!" - Jasline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07 feb&lt;br /&gt;402 gathering!&lt;br /&gt;"Block 224 #23-763"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08 feb&lt;br /&gt;Jack goes to victoria theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09 feb&lt;br /&gt;"My class got no singaporean  :S "- Xiahao, who forgot about the existence of audrey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aaron something. He's tubby, from sji." - nicky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 feb&lt;br /&gt;CJCians make me laugh my ass off with their standard of chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go!" - Benny, in response to me wanting to own in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cny specials - Free sun-activated color changing UV MC spec lens(@$145&lt;br /&gt;) with any frame purchase* @ optic point (Medical floor b1a-19D jurong point) Tel: 67909293" - Advertisement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 feb&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome to JC :-)" -Jasline, on my complaining of imba homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-2510369664572122602?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/2510369664572122602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=2510369664572122602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/2510369664572122602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/2510369664572122602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/02/sms-capade-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-3788803956306692825</id><published>2009-02-10T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:17:27.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still don't know why I'm in CJC when I never wanted to be here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-3788803956306692825?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/3788803956306692825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=3788803956306692825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/3788803956306692825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/3788803956306692825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-still-dont-know-why-im-in-cjc-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-2751130470820213405</id><published>2009-02-09T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:27:39.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ahuOpgMtP8k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ahuOpgMtP8k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louise: "Saji".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saji: "Louise".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Andrei: "Mother"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Soma: "Colonel".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Al: "Marie".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lockon: "Anew".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tieria: "Veda".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Setsuna: "Gundam."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of really hate the heatwaves that my classroom fan blows down ever so often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say anything about school yet, except the huge lack of uniforms. And the rather plain boring teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, CJC sounds way too much like ____ for my own comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few days were just, 402 の再会. BUT IT WAS TOTAL OWNAGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIT DOWN AND PLAY ORIENTATION GAMES WITH YOUR SECONDARY SCHOOL FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;TALK ABOUT CHIOBU IN SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;TALK ABOUT TOTAL RETARDS IN SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;TALK ABOUT ORIENTATION&lt;br /&gt;TALK ABOUT FUNNY PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOOOOOO. Dinner was zhi char, and I got angpow from benny, despite not bringing mandarin oranges &gt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-2751130470820213405?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/2751130470820213405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=2751130470820213405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/2751130470820213405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/2751130470820213405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/02/louise-saji.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-5636946644684794614</id><published>2009-02-05T17:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T19:55:05.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lolo never update for the past  2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday CJC called me at 1pm and told me to turn up at 3pm for interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally stunned. Dad fetched me and I had this pretty long chat with brother paul. To cut a long story short, I'm now in CJC :D But he is one sharp man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pending LRT station is madness, like srsly. People from yew tee/cck/bukit batok all coming to take that lone 966 bus that refuses to come more often. A 12 minute frequency isn't high enough SMRT. Wake up your bloody idea lulz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was nearly late for school, chatted with a few J1s on the way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined IG 34, which belonged to Aphrodite house   - the same house that spams pickup lines and hidden pelvic thrusts. Goddess of love and lust indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they rock lah. Like I mean, just throw together a bunch of random strangers with a new guy and you get a winning dragonboat team. Wow, like, wow. All so nice people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming from an all chinese school, everyone's so diverse ethnically. I found people who might be more ang mor pai than me. A Japanese speaking indonesian, a half french dude, and a half irish facil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never had any non-chinese in my class since primary 1, honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, we get split into our classes tomorrow, so I'm gonna see a load of new faces. Hope I still stick to IG34 guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJC orientation games really forcefully drag you out of your comfort zone with a barbed wire and lash your mind repeatedly with it. Like, the spaghetti game, the attack-defense game. The freaking telematches. THE TELEMATCHES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allow me to elaborate. Every member of the team has to do the following stages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 1 : Fill up a pail using sponge balls that have to be gripped with your crotch and armpit.&lt;br /&gt;Stage 2 : Barrel roll 20 metres across the field&lt;br /&gt;Stage 3 : Everyone forms a 'caterpillar'; sitting on the ground with their feet on the thighs of the person in front of them, forming a chain alternating guys and girls. The caterpillar has to crawl about 20 metres.&lt;br /&gt;Stage 4 : Lather your hair with dishwashing liquid and cover one team member with the suds.&lt;br /&gt;Stage 5 : Spin around 10 time on the spot, run and bite one soybean off a plate of flour, do 5 jumping jacks on your way back and spit the soybean out on your team's plate.&lt;br /&gt;Stage 6(whilst covered in flour and soap) : Run up the grandstand to take a bite off a watermelon slice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All while the insane facils are out to lynch you with pails of muddy water. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;WORST PQ EVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the spaghetti game is guys and girls pair up then they each must bite each end of a raw spaghetti strand and duckwalk across to the finish line without breaking it. If the strand breaks the pair continue with the shorter end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness I missed out on the messiest day and the most boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of orientation. GCME class here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be reminded you are in the presence of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am whenver I see the&lt;br /&gt;CHIOBU GALORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans aren't perfect, but still :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit : Liyin says that successful academic appeals for sajc will hear from them tomorrow, fingers crossed all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ichido : Jesus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-5636946644684794614?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/5636946644684794614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=5636946644684794614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5636946644684794614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/5636946644684794614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/02/lolo-never-update-for-past-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-1972431713091744910</id><published>2009-02-02T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:11:59.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Read about my 2.5 hour cycling trip &lt;a href="http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2256284"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, its not a rick roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dumping song - Yui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;もうイヤんなっちゃうよ!&lt;br /&gt;さっきからうわの空で&lt;br /&gt;ケータイを&lt;br /&gt;ずっと気にしてるけど&lt;br /&gt;誰とメールしてるの?&lt;br /&gt;顔上げてよ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting sick of this!&lt;br /&gt;From just now, you have been building castles in the air.&lt;br /&gt;Always mindful of your mobile phone&lt;br /&gt;Who's it you're mailing?&lt;br /&gt;Look up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;紅茶も冷めちゃったし&lt;br /&gt;キモチだって冷めちゃうよ&lt;br /&gt;返事を気にすることはあるよ&lt;br /&gt;だけど　それは　いつだって&lt;br /&gt;あなたにだけよ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tea's turned cold.&lt;br /&gt;My feelings have chilled too&lt;br /&gt;I drifted away waiting for your reply before&lt;br /&gt;But that was forever&lt;br /&gt;Only for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;やっと会えたこと&lt;br /&gt;喜んでたのに&lt;br /&gt;つまんないじゃない&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got to meet.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;_____(i don't know what this line means)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最悪なんだから&lt;br /&gt;もう　なんだったら&lt;br /&gt;嘘泣きでもしようかな?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just the worst&lt;br /&gt;And if it's just like that&lt;br /&gt;Should I cry crocodile tears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;やっぱやめとくよ&lt;br /&gt;ああ~疲れるもん&lt;br /&gt;すねてみるけど&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'll quit this after all&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I am tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna be sulky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;やってられないよ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant carry on like this&lt;br /&gt;No way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to the colbert report and nearly typed buffalo instead of crocodile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-1972431713091744910?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/1972431713091744910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=1972431713091744910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1972431713091744910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/1972431713091744910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/02/read-about-my-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-6663627218879321464</id><published>2009-02-02T10:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T11:45:49.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.brightonrs.com/bulkmail/resources/promotion_harperchina_jan08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 560px; height: 715px;" src="http://www.brightonrs.com/bulkmail/resources/promotion_harperchina_jan08.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;700 a month&gt;? Can I be a total whore and do the math here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assuming they work only during weekdays, that makes 20 days a month. 700/20 = 35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 a day? That's like 7 hours for most part time jobs. And these are full timer ah tiongs we're talking about here. Their expense is so damn low. No wonder they're taking up all the jobs. I bet SMRT and all FnB outlets already have advanced orders from this company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they do hitman jobs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-6663627218879321464?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/6663627218879321464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=6663627218879321464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6663627218879321464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/6663627218879321464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-i-be-total-whore-and-do-math-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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-21954083.post-4342864906709376921</id><published>2009-02-02T02:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T03:36:51.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A very biased comparison between gundam 00 and Gundam seed(destiny).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Model numbers and naming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;00 has easy model numbers, which follow the template  GN(letter) - XXXXX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most units have names that reference angels or the major arcana of the tarot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;examples :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GN - 001 Gundam Exia&lt;br /&gt;GNY - 003 Gundam AbulHool(Y for 2nd generation gundams)&lt;br /&gt;GNR - 000 GN Sefer(R for support units)&lt;br /&gt;GNW - 002 Throne Zwei (w for throne units)&lt;br /&gt;GNX - 609T  GN XIII (x for earth federation forces)&lt;br /&gt;GNZ - 003 Gadessa (Z for innovator units)&lt;br /&gt;GNMA - ____  (MA stands for mobile armors)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whereas seed has extremely long and clumsy model numbering systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most units have random nouns in their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAT-01 Strike Dagger -&lt;br /&gt;ZGMF-X2000 GOUF Ignited -&lt;br /&gt;ZGMF-X13A Providence&lt;br /&gt;YMAG-X7F Gells-Ghe&lt;br /&gt;ZGMF-X12 Astray Out Frame&lt;br /&gt;MBF-P02 Gundam Astray Red Frame&lt;br /&gt;MBF-P04 Astray Green Frame -&lt;br /&gt;MBF-P01 Astray Gold Frame&lt;br /&gt;MBF-P02 Astray Red Frame&lt;br /&gt;ZGMF-X11A Regenerate&lt;br /&gt;ZGMF-X23S Saviour&lt;br /&gt;TFA-2 ZuOOT&lt;br /&gt;TFA-4DE GAZuOOT&lt;br /&gt;YMAF-X6BD Zamza-Zah -&lt;br /&gt;ZGMF-XX09T DOM Trooper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is zamza-zah. and do the DOM troopers drink special herbal wines that contain over 27 natural herbs and spices? I'm pretty glad that buffed up version of 00 gundam isn't 00 GAGundam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know that unlike amuro ray, kira yamato speaks his mind and also cries like a little baby douchebag. We all know that setsuna is totally devoid of emotion and only seeks to create peace of the world with his precious gundam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at some interesting stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kira Yamato : 16 in SEED, 18 in SEED destiny&lt;br /&gt;Athrun Zala : 16 in SEED, 18 in SEED destiny&lt;br /&gt;Lacus Clyne : 16 in SEED, 18 in SEED destiny&lt;br /&gt;Shinn Asuka : 18 in SEED destiny, therefore 16 during the events of SEED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't even ask me why the seed is in caps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setsuna F. Seiei : 16 in season 1, 20 in season 2&lt;br /&gt;Lockon Stratos : 21 in season 1(deceased), 25 in season 2 (twin replacement)&lt;br /&gt;Allelujah Haptism : 17 in season 1, 21 in season 2&lt;br /&gt;Tieria Erde : Age unknown throughout series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it looks like sunrise is really aiming for some deviation in age between core characters, slowly but surely. Next thing you know you're gonna have lolis and ahpeks piloting Gundams. But wait.... doesn't that already happen in Gundam 00F/P/whatever sidestory they have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's look at their names. No, wait, we won't. We all know Gundam stories are notorious for having Japanese/Western hybrid names that sound absolutely retarded in both contexts. Here are some ridiculous names from both series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rey za burrel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jean Carry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a set="yes" linkindex="84" href="http://gundam.wikia.com/wiki/Cagalli_Yula_Athha" title="Cagalli Yula Athha"&gt;Cagalli Yula Athha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Heine Westenfuss&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flay Allster(wtf, sounds like a sport)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Ribbons Almark&lt;br /&gt;Regene Regetta&lt;br /&gt;Revive Revival&lt;br /&gt;Bring Stabity&lt;br /&gt;Healing Care&lt;br /&gt;Anew Returner&lt;br /&gt;Tieria Erde&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really too many to name, honestly. The names all sound unnatural and bad. I won't talk about 00's meisters cause they're just codenames. Soran Ibrahim and Neil Dylandy sound a lot nicer than Prayer Reverie and Lunamaria Hawke. Although Marina Ismail and Marie Parfacy made me cringe upon hearing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mobile suit designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that 00 wins hands down. Sure it was 3 years after seed destiny. But at least all the suits aren't frigging blue + red + white + yellow all the time.  and the enemy grunts aren't always one eyed fatties with bazookas. 00 made every gundam have its own unique weapon with a NAME. Instead of just "Beam Sabre", bigger "Beam Sabre", huge ass "Beam Sabre", and "Generic lazar cannon".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its me, but besides the suits that have colour schemes, every other suit looks the same for SEED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Politics and plot.(copied from wikis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Factions in SEED and destiny include :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth Alliance / OMNI Enforcer &amp;amp; Blue Cosmos / Logos / Phantom Pain&lt;br /&gt;PLANT / ZAFT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orb Union/Clyne Faction / Three Ships Alliance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junk Guild / Miscellaneous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Factions in 00 include&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celestial Being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth Sphere Federation (Advanced European Union, Union of free solar energy nations, Human Reform Alliance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-laws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katharon&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Well, at least 00 doesn't resort to heavy usage of acronyms and the mass renaming and regrouping of factions. People don't change sides in war easily. The only char who actually changed sides in 00 was Marie Parfacy(aka soma peries), Saji and Louise don't count cause they entered the war only at second season.&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seed just proves to be clusterfug after clusterfug even with its faction naming and character allignments to each faction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The factions seem to be an obvious rip off of each other though. Blue Cosmos = Alaws. the coordinator concept = innovator. orb union = azadistan. The list goes on, sunrise never fails to disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all gundam series, there never fails to be a satellite crash! Well, in 00, we don't get a satellite crash, but instead we have a falling orbital elevator! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, why keep a giant superweapon when you can have 2? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarise each series plot as succintly as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEED - Stop the kukus from ruling the world and destroying the peace!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;00 - Unite the world through armed intervention in conflict and destroy all the oppression of the weak caused by the fanatics that are actually within our ranks cause they think that their way of uniting the world is better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you pit all the gundams of each series in 1 on 1 battles, the 00 side would lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Seed has enough models to outnumber each 00 Gundam 20 to 1.&lt;br /&gt;2. Seed pilots can destroy thousands of enemy grunts unhurt.&lt;br /&gt;3. Seed pilots can miraculously survive by leaping through gigantic plot holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, seed pilots would lose if Hallelujah shows up in something that can trans-am. He would own regardless of whether he was in a gundam or a tieren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise! Start outsourcing now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21954083-4342864906709376921?l=bizarrobassline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/feeds/4342864906709376921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21954083&amp;postID=4342864906709376921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4342864906709376921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21954083/posts/default/4342864906709376921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarrobassline.blogspot.com/2009/02/very-biased-comparison-between-gundam.html' title=''/><author><name>Klin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06575486587180410157</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>
