<?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-12141932</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:36:52.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having Fun Yet?</title><subtitle type='html'>For you, I'd trade all of my tomorrows.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-699484238380477933</id><published>2009-02-01T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T22:30:00.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: I think I like someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah.. turned out.. it was just a phase. Cause I met someone and this time it's different even from the 'Colgate' phase. I even got his picture on my phone, and my computer. And his name for my profile =) and yeah.. all those signs in the previous post. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-699484238380477933?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/699484238380477933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=699484238380477933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/699484238380477933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/699484238380477933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2009/02/re-i-think-i-like-someone.html' title='RE: I think I like someone'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-8952031691106937068</id><published>2009-02-01T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T22:15:00.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay.. I did a google on "Signs you're in love" and so far, I checked these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;1. You’re in love if you think about them all of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yah, I didn’t say that everything on this list would be profound or anything. This one is a no-brainer. If you love someone, they’re going to be in your thoughts all the time. In fact, you won’t be able to get them out of your head. Look at the rest of the indicators before coming to a conclusion, though, because this one could also mean that you’re just plain nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. You’re in love if everything reminds you of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asks you to pass the ketchup and it reminds you of them. A flock of geese fly overhead and it reminds you of them. You get the picture. Oh, and for some reason, when you’re in love it seems like every new person you meet or see on TV or hear a story about has the same name as the person you’re in love with. I don’t know why that is, it just happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;3. You’re in love if you start caring more about your own appearance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, without warning, you find yourself wanting to actually iron the wrinkled jeans that have been sitting in the dryer for the last three days before you wear them. If you’re about to see that person who you can’t get out of your mind, there suddenly seems to be a whole lot of reflective surfaces around to check yourself out in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;4. You’re in love if you’re actually interested in knowing more about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can forget about the days when you went home from a date remembering absolutely nothing about the interests, career and dreams of the person you went out with. Finding out all about this fantastic person is your new favorite thing to do. If you could find a book detailing every minute detail of their life, you wouldn’t sleep or eat until you read every last paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5. You’re in love if you want to impress them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve always tried to be modest, but suddenly you feel like you’re a politician fighting to win the most important election ever in the history of the universe. You make sure that the faded newspaper article about you winning your third-grade spelling bee is left nonchalantly on the coffeetable when they come to visit. And you keep them as far as possible from that great aunt who loves to tell all of the embarrassing stories about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;6. You’re in love if you aren’t as tight with your money or time anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when the idea of shelling out your hard-earned money to buy someone dinner or a gift would have horrified you. Sure, you would buy an occasional round for your friends or bring grandma flowers on her birthday, but spending any more money than absolutely necessary just wasn’t going to happen. But now, no price seems too high as long as it makes that special someone happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;7. You’re in love if hanging out with your friends just isn’t as appealing any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you and your friends made fun of the former buddy who ditched your gang to hang out with their new boyfriend or girlfriend? And when the thought of abandoning your friends to spend time with a member of the opposite sex seemed like sacrelige? Well you can try to deny it all you want, but you’re finding yourself constantly thinking about being with that special someone . . . even when you’re surrounded by your buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;8. You’re in love if commitment is actually starting to sound like something you could stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What, you commit to something that requires you to be faithful and responsible? Oh, the horror! What strange, evil spell has been cast upon you that would actually make you excited about a long-term relationship or even marriage with someone? Did someone slip something into your drink? Are you going insane? No. You’re probably in love, knucklehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;9. You’re in love if you just aren’t noticing other members of the opposite sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the people you used to stare at are still there . . . you just aren’t noticing them anymore. For some bizarre reason, that special someone has suddenly become infinitely more attractive to you than any other person on the face of the planet. People who you used to think were good-looking suddenly pale in comparison to the one you’ve found yourself falling in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.romancetracker.com/top-ten-signs-that-youre-in-love/"&gt;www.romancetracker.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-8952031691106937068?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/8952031691106937068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=8952031691106937068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/8952031691106937068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/8952031691106937068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-love.html' title='In love'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-1198595945747511294</id><published>2008-11-08T04:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T04:44:51.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I like someone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's someone I like. Well, I think I like him. I've known him for quite a while. I am not sure if this is just a stupid crush, or a rebound thing, or because I'm lonely, or merely because he's around, real (as opposed to all my anime crushes LOL), and available. Well, I think he's available. I never asked. Not outright. He confuses me at times, though. Sometimes, it looks like he likes me. And sometimes, I think I really like him. Other times, I feel like I couldn't care less. Sometimes I miss him. Other times, I feel like I've had enough. The good thing is, he knows I exist. And yes, we are friends. But here's the thing with me. For years, I've only liked (or wanted) someone I know I cannot have. So yeah, I think I like him, but probably only because I know he won't like me back. But maybe I really do like him. Like 'Colgate'. Well, no, I don't like him as much as I like 'Colgate'. But yeah, I like him.&lt;br /&gt;I think I like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: No prizes for solving the riddle! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/SRSoePHZmiI/AAAAAAAAADU/N7VL0wd80g0/s1600-h/vincentvalentinecr3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/SRSoePHZmiI/AAAAAAAAADU/N7VL0wd80g0/s320/vincentvalentinecr3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266019101710064162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-1198595945747511294?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/1198595945747511294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=1198595945747511294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/1198595945747511294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/1198595945747511294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-think-i-like-someone.html' title='I think I like someone.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/SRSoePHZmiI/AAAAAAAAADU/N7VL0wd80g0/s72-c/vincentvalentinecr3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-1635372365413628386</id><published>2008-07-08T07:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:43:47.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A dose of Daughtry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How is it possible that people who love each other just can't be together? My guess is that it's never meant to be in the first place. Life works in a funny way. It takes you in, turns you upside down, breaks you up and just leave you out in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, eh. Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bridges by Lifehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I'ts such a shame to let this go to waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;There's little time left here for saving face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;We tried to put a bandage on these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I know this isn't what you want to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;You can say what you like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Pass the blame I don't mind because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;We both lit the match that burned the bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;We both lit the match and watched our bridges burn down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Our common ground was broken long ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;What slipped thru the cracks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I fear we'll never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I'll walk you thru the graveyard of my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Show you a love that I buried alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Cuz we both walked away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Who was wrong, who's to say I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;We both lit the match that burned the bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;We both lit the match and watched our bridges burn down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago, I found this lovely piece somewhere on the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haunted Lullaby by Orions Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Endless tears fall like rain tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;as the hour grows dark and I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think of the bitter past&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the memories&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you haunt.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passing through&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the silver mirror of fate, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the impossible reflection darkens&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to let only ashes of who we used to be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seep through the endless cracks of sorrow.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bound to this world of pain by a tie that twists and cuts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my soul, leaving it to bleed crimson rivers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of agony and loss.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I feel all the heartache I hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;manifest into darkened shadows,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gracefully dancing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;to a haunted lullaby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that only hold the visions of a past I left behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.. the Crying Imperfection..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/SHKs2DgQjUI/AAAAAAAAACY/isOBWwR1Q3Q/s1600-h/Crying+Imperfection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/SHKs2DgQjUI/AAAAAAAAACY/isOBWwR1Q3Q/s320/Crying+Imperfection.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220424962729348418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-1635372365413628386?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/1635372365413628386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=1635372365413628386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/1635372365413628386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/1635372365413628386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-is-it-possible-that-people-who-love.html' title='A dose of Daughtry'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/SHKs2DgQjUI/AAAAAAAAACY/isOBWwR1Q3Q/s72-c/Crying+Imperfection.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-1784909822874029565</id><published>2008-06-27T01:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T01:30:19.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naruto Personality Test : Which Evil Naruto Character Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://narutofever.com/personality-tests/evil-naruto-character/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://jason.marcuslee.org/narutofever/evil-naruto-character/i-am-itachi.gif" alt="NarutoFever.com" border="0" height="88" width="178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sports Cars and Itachi&lt;br /&gt;Your results are in! You're the coolest evil guy in our book! At 13, you became chief of the Konoha ANBU team and killed your entire clan save your little brother. You're an extrememly dangerous wanted S-class criminal and a member of the Akatsuki organisation. Shrouded with mystery, you are the intriquing Uchiha Itachi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In real life you are probably a cool sports car salesman. You are likely to drive a BMW 330Ci, a Subaru WRX or whatever sports car that reeks of sleekness. Sitting behind the wheel of your sports car, you race through the streets in quiet confidence. Whatever your job is, you always look good and you have an affinity with sharks. However, you hate your family.&lt;br /&gt;Likely occupations: (Sports Car Dealer)&lt;br /&gt;Sports car dealer&lt;br /&gt;BMW salesman&lt;br /&gt;Ferrari F1 racer&lt;br /&gt;Sports car engine designer&lt;br /&gt;Pilot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;^-^&lt;br /&gt;Also taken at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=12141932&amp;amp;postID=1784909822874029565"&gt;Naruto Fever&lt;/a&gt;. I'm so cool even when I'm evil &lt;b&gt;LOL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-1784909822874029565?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/1784909822874029565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=1784909822874029565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/1784909822874029565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/1784909822874029565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2008/06/naruto-personality-test-which-evil.html' title='Naruto Personality Test : Which Evil Naruto Character Are You?'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-5109551486583113667</id><published>2008-06-27T01:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T01:05:00.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://narutofever.com/personality-tests/love-compatibility-tests/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://narutofever.com/personality-tests/love-compatibility-tests/for-males/images/lovekakashi.jpg" alt="NarutoFever.com Love Compatibility Test" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I took this Love Compatibility Test at &lt;a href="http://narutofever.com/"&gt;Naruto Fever&lt;/a&gt; and it tells me my true love is Hatake Kakashi! Talk about dream comes true? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, dreams can come true, but first, you got to have them ^-^&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/12141932-5109551486583113667?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/5109551486583113667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=5109551486583113667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/5109551486583113667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/5109551486583113667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-true-love.html' title='My True Love'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-8451974794987069935</id><published>2008-03-26T03:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:43:47.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be the change you want to see in the world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Earlier this week I noticed they've put up a 'Wishing Well' at the main lobby. But I've been too busy to make a stop. My first thought was that it must've been one of their money-making schemes (heh) because from what I've understood, wishing well is a place where you make a wish (and hoping it would come true someday). Yesterday afternoon, however, I had some spare time so I decided to take a look. The first thing my eyes fell on was the line on the signboard that says "INTI Project... bla bla bla". I almost left because I smugly thought that my assumption was correct. And then I noticed the banner on the left and turned to read. I almost slapped myself silly. Ha. Ha. It was a charity project to help the Sarawak Children Cancer foundation (or was it Society). Bah. I shed a tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst all the fuss about the 'new government' issues everywhere in this 'new nation', humanity still exists. It touched me. Personally I think it's about time the people of this country focus on what is more important than their own personal agenda. Everybody (well, if you're not among these people, please do not assume that I am including you in 'everybody') seems to be fussing about the racism issue and racism issue only. It's true that it is crucial in order for us to stand as one (so to speak). But for decades, we (excluding me and those who did/do not participate) have been addressing this issue head on over and over and over again, but there is still no change. "The people have spoken", they say. I wonder why is it, then, that we are still facing the same problem? Yes, singular. I didn't make a typo or grammatical error there. There is still no change and we are still debating over the same issue. Yes, singular. ISSUE. We have not moved even an inch from where we have started decades ago, darlings. Perhaps we could try on a different, and new approach? But then again, that's just my two cents. Nobody has to agree or even take note of it. I just don't get why everybody is focusing on why the bridge is broken instead of channeling all the energy on finding the best solution to get it fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Be part of the solution. Be the change you want to see in the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/SHKulekoGrI/AAAAAAAAACg/VGKggn3rmV8/s1600-h/wishing+well.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/SHKulekoGrI/AAAAAAAAACg/VGKggn3rmV8/s320/wishing+well.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220426876960905906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-8451974794987069935?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/8451974794987069935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=8451974794987069935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/8451974794987069935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/8451974794987069935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2008/03/be-change-you-want-to-see-in-world.html' title='Be the change you want to see in the world.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/SHKulekoGrI/AAAAAAAAACg/VGKggn3rmV8/s72-c/wishing+well.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-485727439825403266</id><published>2007-10-29T19:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T19:15:04.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Recently a friend asked me a question, "what do you miss the most? or who?" and I couldn't answer. It just hit me then. There's no one I'm missing. Not that I am surrounded by all the people I want to be with. I just don't find myself missing anyone. Surprisingly, not even Billy. There's a void in my heart I can't even begin to fathom. For the past few weeks I've been living life on autopilot. It feels somewhat familiar. I wonder if I'd start hating everyone and everything soon. "Been there, done that". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What do I miss the most, then? In all honesty, at this moment (and for the past few weeks), just Nomol. Everything else just seems to bore me out. Bah. It's probably just the hormones talking. But I must be really whacked if it's been the hormones since the past few weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't want to go home. I don't want to stay here either. I'd just kill myself going crazy. But there's nothing good at home. I certainly don't feel like going back to that broken place. Maybe I am running away from my problems. But what the heck. It's not even my real problem in the first place. I've been coping with it for years. Even when I don't have to. Even when I don't want to. It's bound to take a toll on me somehow. And why do I have to be responsible for other people's mess, anyway? There has got to be a law or rule for that somewhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For some reason, people around me seem to be keen on finding the right definition for 'Friends' and 'Friendship'. Or at least the "right" ones for them. I don't really know what my definitions are for those. Or if I even have any. I don't even know if I even care. Of course, my dear friends, all of you mean something to me. There is always something. But does it mean I have to declare it to the world? And if I refuse to do that, does it mean I don't care? Does it mean I am not a good friend? And what of love, then. It really irks me when some people insist on me placing my 'love' somewhere. On someone. Anyone. Why, may I ask? I do not really believe I am capable of loving. But even if I am, does it mean I have to justify and declare it to the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't even know how I got here. I was writing about something else, wasn't I. Bah. Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-485727439825403266?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/485727439825403266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=485727439825403266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/485727439825403266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/485727439825403266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2007/10/bah.html' title='Bah.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-920828604278743631</id><published>2007-06-16T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:43:48.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second time around</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been doing some screen capture of two of my favorite anime: Naruto &amp; Bleach. I've just realized recently that I've become quite obsessed (or something like that) with anime (or at least those two). I've been intending to write something about them and posts 'em beautiful pictures. Maybe I should start with the coolest guy from Bleach: Kuchiki Byakuya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RnOZWkyvyOI/AAAAAAAAABY/RfOl75mzUdY/s1600-h/Kuchiki+Byakuya.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RnOZWkyvyOI/AAAAAAAAABY/RfOl75mzUdY/s320/Kuchiki+Byakuya.BMP" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076569818089375970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't he gorgeous? He's my favourite Captain from the Gotei 13. This scene is taken from the episode (I forgot the number) when Byakuya and his vice captain, Abarai Renji went to the real world to take Rukia (Byakuya's sister) back to Soul Society - resulting in Ichigo getting seriously injured and almost died (he was saved by Urahara).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Kuchiki Rukia:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RnOcl0yvyPI/AAAAAAAAABg/3eI3rmL61vw/s1600-h/Kuchiki+Rukia+%28toing%29.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 434px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RnOcl0yvyPI/AAAAAAAAABg/3eI3rmL61vw/s320/Kuchiki+Rukia+%28toing%29.BMP" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076573378617264370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I haven't taken any decent picture of hers yet.. so this will have to do for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RnOfSEyvyQI/AAAAAAAAABo/trrJXmGYaWI/s1600-h/Abarai+Renji+%28shikai%29.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 429px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RnOfSEyvyQI/AAAAAAAAABo/trrJXmGYaWI/s320/Abarai+Renji+%28shikai%29.BMP" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076576337849731330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, comes Abarai Renji:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture of Renji with his Shikai: Zabimaru. He almost defeated Ichigo.&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;br /&gt;And finally for this opening entry, Kurosaki Ichigo. THE man of Bleach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RnOiwkyvySI/AAAAAAAAAB4/QppT03ppJYM/s1600-h/Ichigo+%28pee%29.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RnOiwkyvySI/AAAAAAAAAB4/QppT03ppJYM/s400/Ichigo+%28pee%29.BMP" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076580160370624802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He was taking a leak (and Rukia was already missing - she ran away, but Ichido didn't know). I know he doesn't look like much here, but he's really strong - his father is.. was, a shinigami too. Oh, here's another one where he found Kon (a "damaged" modified soul) tied (taped, actually) to the base of the toilet bowl (eww) by Rukia =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RnOnSUyvyTI/AAAAAAAAACA/a6728bpxucs/s1600-h/what+are+you+doing+there.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RnOnSUyvyTI/AAAAAAAAACA/a6728bpxucs/s400/what+are+you+doing+there.BMP" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076585138237720882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He kept asking Kon some questions for a while before he finally released him (poor Kon).&lt;br /&gt;Well, there'll be more of them next time, I guess. Need to sort out that messy picture file (I can't find anything I want fast enuff - talk about disorganized!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anime deprivation level: 10/10 (=.=")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*I seriously need to get my hands on some real soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-920828604278743631?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/920828604278743631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=920828604278743631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/920828604278743631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/920828604278743631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2007/06/second-time-around.html' title='Second time around'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RnOZWkyvyOI/AAAAAAAAABY/RfOl75mzUdY/s72-c/Kuchiki+Byakuya.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-9164575241673679966</id><published>2007-03-23T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T03:18:17.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silentbob-  da man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay so I got the Jigoku Shoujo vid, the Shaun clip and the &lt;a href="http://www.cbox.ws/"&gt; cbox &lt;/a&gt;up properly. Now let's see some conversations I had with silentbob- (apparently he isn't so silent after all). He randomly answered everyone, actually. Not just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;[22:25] @enat-: becos silentbob- is not a bot&lt;br /&gt;[22:25] * Annaspectre finds how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[22:25] silentbob-: Mothers are screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[22:25] Diospectre: :S&lt;br /&gt;[22:26] Diospectre: How about father, silentbob-?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[22:26] silentbob-: Do You Want to See the Bed in Flames?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[22:26] * @enat- laughs out loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2&lt;br /&gt;[15:32] * ChanServ sets mode: +o enat-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[15:35] silentbob-: that was funny dood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:36] @enat-: yuh plenty funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[15:36] silentbob-: i am not talking to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15:36] @enat-: wtf&lt;br /&gt;[15:36] @enat-: u can shut up now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[15:38] silentbob-: i'm silentbob! i'm da man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[15:38] silentbob-: i am fine. now go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3&lt;br /&gt;[17:55] @enat-: u banned new zealand!!&lt;br /&gt;[17:55] @enat-: gay ass&lt;br /&gt;[17:55] @enat-: pfft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[17:55] * Joins: silentbob-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[17:56] silentbob-: you shut up. yes, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[17:56] @jChris: quite ironic coming from someone with your nickname&lt;br /&gt;[17:56] @enat-: wats wrong with my nickname?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[17:56] silentbob-: what are you thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[17:57] @jChris: the unthinkable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[17:57] silentbob-: i'm silentbob! i'm da man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[17:59] silentbob-: who are you asking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[17:59] @jChris: importantly, who are you talking to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[17:59] silentbob-: *sigh* i give up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[17:59] silentbob-: (=.=")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[17:59] * Parts: silentbob- (.:§imon:. (05:59))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[17:59] * @enat- laughs out loud&lt;br /&gt;[18:00]@enat-: that went well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4&lt;br /&gt;[18:48] @enat-: OMG i am bored&lt;br /&gt;[18:48] @werewolf: i'd like to insert here now -&gt; (_x_)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[18:49] * Joins: silentbob-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[18:49] @enat-: i want my bitch here for 2 minutes&lt;br /&gt;[18:49] * Joins: Hndr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[18:49] silentbob-: you can try harder, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[18:49] @werewolf: who? Hndr?&lt;br /&gt;[18:49] @enat-: hell no&lt;br /&gt;[18:49] @enat-: i meant silentbob-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[18:49] silentbob-: i'm silentbob! i'm da man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[18:49] @jChris: Hndr's from indonesia&lt;br /&gt;[18:49] @enat-: see he's da man&lt;br /&gt;[18:49] @werewolf: lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[18:49] silentbob-: i am fine. now go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[18:49] @werewolf: who cares&lt;br /&gt;[18:50] @jChris: lol @ werewolf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[18:50] silentbob-: you can never beat da man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[18:50] * @enat- laughs out loud&lt;br /&gt;[18:50] @werewolf: LIKE I GIVE A SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;[18:50] @werewolf: :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[18:50] silentbob-: that was funny dood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[18:50] @enat-: lol&lt;br /&gt;[18:50] @enat-: he responds well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[18:50] silentbob-: you broke my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[18:50] silentbob-: you shut up. yes, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[18:50] * Parts: Hndr&lt;br /&gt;[18:50] * werewolf sets mode: +b *!*@222.124.60.196&lt;br /&gt;[18:50] @enat-: ah time to make him leave&lt;br /&gt;[18:50]@werewolf: heh&lt;br /&gt;[18:50]@werewolf: what did i say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[18:51] silentbob-: yeah yeah whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[18:51] @werewolf: AZZHOLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[18:51] silentbob-: pass the goddamn salt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[18:51] * Parts: silentbob- (fuck you too .:§imon:. (06:51))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[18:51] * @enat- laughs&lt;br /&gt;[18:51] @werewolf: not only is silentbob noisy, but it's quite rude as well.&lt;br /&gt;[18:52] @werewolf: kinda like jChris&lt;br /&gt;[18:52] @jChris: LOL&lt;br /&gt;[18:52] @werewolf: :-x&lt;br /&gt;[18:52] @enat-: bo&lt;br /&gt;[18:52] @enat-: boy u like that dont u&lt;br /&gt;[18:52] @enat-: well u arent allowed to rape silentbob&lt;br /&gt;[18:52] @werewolf: yes&lt;br /&gt;[18:52] @werewolf: spank him please.&lt;br /&gt;[18:52] * Quits: +BlueRobe (Quit: )&lt;br /&gt;[18:52] @jChris: i think there's a little bit of silentbob- in us all, in werewolf especially&lt;br /&gt;[18:53] @werewolf: nah&lt;br /&gt;[18:53] @werewolf: hardly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now. Haven't talked to silentbob- for a while now. I sent Syaz a birthday message and turned out I got the date wrong (gonna wish him again tomorrow) - sad thing is, he didn't even know it was ME! (woot!) He asked why I'm using Celcom and said he only had my Maxis number (woot!) I've never used  Maxis ever. I've used Digi once, but only for a very short period. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[12:54] * +enat- writes a Death-Note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;[12:55] * Quits: Cutegal22 (Read error: Operation timed out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;[12:55] * Quits: Death-Note (Read error: Operation timed out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;[12:55] * Joins: enduk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[12:55] +enat-: =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, doesn't really matter heh. Not like he's forgotten who I am.&lt;br /&gt;OH! Cannot believe I almost forgot to mention this, but I have FINALLY figured out the comment link thing! Yay for me =D&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/12141932-9164575241673679966?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/9164575241673679966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=9164575241673679966&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/9164575241673679966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/9164575241673679966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2007/03/silentbob-da-man.html' title='silentbob-  da man'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-470512991828870534</id><published>2007-03-22T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T03:13:23.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jigoku Shoujo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;One of my all-time favourite video. This one is of Jigoku Shoujo opening theme:&lt;br /&gt;Sakasama no Chou (The Inverted Butterfly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z7W0Mjr6Mu0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z7W0Mjr6Mu0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-470512991828870534?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/470512991828870534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=470512991828870534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/470512991828870534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/470512991828870534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2007/03/jigoku-shoujo.html' title='Jigoku Shoujo'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-6323358828455639896</id><published>2007-03-22T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T22:33:47.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shape-up with Shaun</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align = center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="221"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.shaunthesheep.com/clips/eplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="quality=high&amp;liveclip=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.shaunthesheep.com/clips/eplayer.swf" width="325" height="221" id="player" name="player" quality="high" wmode="transparent" flashvars="quality=high&amp;amp;liveclip=0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align = center&gt;Wanna see more? Check them out &lt;a href="http://www.shaunthesheep.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-6323358828455639896?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/6323358828455639896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=6323358828455639896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/6323358828455639896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/6323358828455639896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='Shape-up with Shaun'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-5561713227963054197</id><published>2007-02-07T04:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:43:48.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First channel screenshot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RcjYRrgxGQI/AAAAAAAAABI/iW354wykOT4/s1600-h/desnudo+on+February+7th,+2007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RcjYRrgxGQI/AAAAAAAAABI/iW354wykOT4/s320/desnudo+on+February+7th,+2007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028506782208694530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;#desnudo on February 7th, 2007 (time indicated as so).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and its not even related to what I talk about here.&lt;br /&gt;It's 3.30 a.m. and I should be studying for tomorrow's.. no, today's quiz actually. But I just don't fuckin' feel like it. Spent more time than I'd liked trying to figure out why I couldn't connect to IRC-Friends using .:§imon:.&lt;br /&gt;Been feeling like shit for the past few weeks.. funny thing is I've been the one listenin to other people's shit and trying to make them feel better while trying (yes, I am loving the freedom of repeating myself) not to blow my fuckin head off. The only ones who listen to me are Chait and Billy (of course). I was feelin dangerously ugly early yesterday evening (as it's already Wednesday by now) and texted Billy without expecting a reply.  But he did. The only fuckin thing that has been able to touch me since the past few weeks (fuck grammar). Talked to Nick on MSN feeling like a fucking zombie. Either we've lost the vibe, or my depression is kicking back in full force and gaining speed.&lt;br /&gt;Billy said &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"I'm always with u, no matter how bad things get, never de-value urself"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish he's here and that it's Saturday so I can sleep all day and all night. I need my reverie back. I seriously and desperately do. Feels lousy like fuck. Blah.&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/12141932-5561713227963054197?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/5561713227963054197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=5561713227963054197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/5561713227963054197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/5561713227963054197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2007/02/desnudo-on-february-7th-2007-time.html' title='First channel screenshot'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RcjYRrgxGQI/AAAAAAAAABI/iW354wykOT4/s72-c/desnudo+on+February+7th,+2007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-6202684683933423886</id><published>2007-02-05T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:43:49.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RcauW7gxGNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8xcma8fFcvY/s1600-h/brice.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RcauW7gxGNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8xcma8fFcvY/s320/brice.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027897742961219794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This sexy cutie is Brice, from Chrono Chross (yes, the video game). And in case you're wondering, yes, he's naked =D&lt;br /&gt;This is the part where he transformed as Brice again after being able to obtain the Dragon Tear (which is required for him to get his body back from Lynx) and performing some kind of ritual at the tower (I bloody forgot the name of the tower) at Pyre Mountain. That's about it (I mean the description of that picture) I guess and I might not make much sense except to those who have played this game before. I haven't finished playing it though.. too many good things out there to try out. I will get to it, of course. And I have been wanting to try out Chrono Trigger which, most of them said, is better than Cross. I haven't had a chance to get my hands on a single playstation ever since I came here (college) and I fuckin miss my heroes.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I should put on more pictures of Brice.. but I can't seem to find any on the computer.. hmm.. let's see if this works..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RcbAf7gxGOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/je1jobgWM-g/s1600-h/COUNTER.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RcbAf7gxGOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/je1jobgWM-g/s320/COUNTER.GIF" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027917688789342434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Damn.. I can never figure this picture thing right. Oh well, at least I know it works. Let's see what else I got in my junk box..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RcbC_bgxGPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/DLUY5nOHe8g/s1600-h/BLUEORANGEFLAME.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RcbC_bgxGPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/DLUY5nOHe8g/s320/BLUEORANGEFLAME.GIF" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027920428978477298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute.. aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;Man.. I gotta go find food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-6202684683933423886?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/6202684683933423886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=6202684683933423886&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/6202684683933423886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/6202684683933423886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-sexy-cutie-is-brice-from-chrono.html' title='Brice'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RcauW7gxGNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8xcma8fFcvY/s72-c/brice.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-199628162794149194</id><published>2007-02-04T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:43:49.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RcVHP7gxGLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/51S2QRzGFnA/s1600-h/my+recent+desktop.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RcVHP7gxGLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/51S2QRzGFnA/s320/my+recent+desktop.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027502898027763890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what my recent desktop looks like.&lt;br /&gt;Uh, yeah.. I get attracted to black gothic thing. Found both the pictures at &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt; edited and combined them both so I have something I really like to look at everyday. Ha Ha. Oh, by the way, my friend Tabby (no, it's a guy and no, his name is not really Tabby. I just call him that) said I should post this picture (it's my MSN display picture). What do you think, Tabby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RcVJYrgxGMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/MivwJHHKDPA/s1600-h/cutee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RcVJYrgxGMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/MivwJHHKDPA/s320/cutee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027505247374874818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How's that for your likings? Ha Ha Ha.&lt;br /&gt;I got this from a friend. And it's one heck of a picture if you ask me. I am not what you would call a 'blogger'. Not what you would call a true 'blogger' anyway.. I've seen some of the blogs around the 'net and wow.. some of them just blow your fuckin minds up. I don't possess the same amount of passion for this as most of them do. But I'd probably be updating this thingy more often now that I have access in my room. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;Time check: 11:00 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking hungry and I have to go down to the Tv room later to watch CSI Supreme Sunday. Gotta go take a shower. Later, Simon.&lt;br /&gt;(Who's Simon? one of these days I might talk about him. I just might)&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/12141932-199628162794149194?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/199628162794149194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=199628162794149194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/199628162794149194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/199628162794149194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-what-my-recent-desktop-looks.html' title=''/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/RcVHP7gxGLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/51S2QRzGFnA/s72-c/my+recent+desktop.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-4578968539035907322</id><published>2007-02-04T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T10:23:26.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sexiluv.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://off1.aimgit.net/images/sexiluv/avatars/luvAvatars/chineseSymbolLoveBlackAvatar.gif" border="0" alt="'sexy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found an avatar that I really really like. I ma be using this for a long time. But God bless me, I've forgotten how to put the bloody image at the center instead of on the left. Blah. Nevermind. I gotta figure out that comment link soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-4578968539035907322?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/4578968539035907322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=4578968539035907322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/4578968539035907322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/4578968539035907322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-found-avatar-that-i-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-111340462146695392</id><published>2007-02-04T04:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T04:53:44.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My longest conversation with Tyler.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^pyro^: wb ash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i wonder if they're having fun yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^ : you usin dial up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: brb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: what la u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: wb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: sorry was finishin up on the homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: so u were saying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: thx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: you think someone is messin wit your connection?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: u got homework??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i think so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i dont know, really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: malas to bother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i figured u closed the account?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: yeah i got homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: and yes i closed it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: u did huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: don't need it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: it's not a necessity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: then i have got a lot of accs to close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: and i just created a blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: can i take a look at it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: there's nothing in it, really. except the result of my personality test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: but sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: http://littleashes.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i just started just now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: bloggin helps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle:help how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^&gt; it lets you have an outlet to pour out your feelins, thoughts whatso ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i have a journal at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^&gt; that's good as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i dont know how to put up the picture in the profile thou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: gotta ask edoraye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: she's good with this stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i asked my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: but malas to bother with it also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: it's raining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: it's kinda troublesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: oh it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: i like rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: yea i do too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: on good days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: guess we do share abit of some stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: dont say it like that. it sounds disturbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: u know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i realised i am afraid to go to sleep at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: not afraid, afraid more like, i feel like if i go to sleep, I'd miss out on something huge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: something major&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i'm putting that in the blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: go ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: already did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;* littlelittle sighs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i have psychological problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;* jb_sleeeeeep gives littlelittle a big hug, then drifts off to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;jb_sleeeeeep: g'nite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: i dont get one john?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: damn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: neat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: he loves me, not you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i need a boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i'm such a retard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: hey, lets have some interesting conversation, ty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: then i can put it up on the blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: got the bloggin bug huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i dont know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: but while i'm at it, why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: i guess so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: if u're at the page, u shud check out the link to Desnudian's Rendevous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: i did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: one of your mates?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: yeah. a few of my mates, actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: it's a channel blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: i c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: 2^Sane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: he's a major cutie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: with a real brain too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: rare speciment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: some girls might go crazy for him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i dont get the sparks thou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: hey you want gmail ash?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;-- *He just switched from blogging to gmail!*--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: 2gigs of space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: what is gmail?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i have three emails already as it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: no, four. or is it five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i cant even keep track&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: so what is GMAIL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: what does it do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: gmail is googles email service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: and?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: with 2gb space which is alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: you can search&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: and all la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: difference from other emails?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: the major differnce is the space amount&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: you neva have to delete another email again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: but i do want to delete irrelevant emails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: it's available in 12 languages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: you can send up to 10mb of photos in a single mail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i'm posting this in the blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: are you selling me something, ty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: it's free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: you wanna see mablog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: it's got nothin actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: then why are you so eager to get me this gmail?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: sure why not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: just som ron of the mill thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: coz i have about 50 invites la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: can give to anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: so i thought i give you one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: how come you get 50 invites?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: how does this thing work anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: i was invited by sal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: so if i give you one, you would have 50 invites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: it's like a chain letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: http://mizerylovesco.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: ewh. i hate those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: i said like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: same thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i get 50 invites, so what am i to do with those?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: you can invite your friends to start gmail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i am the world's laziest human being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: kay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: you talk a lot about sin city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: great movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: i had the comics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: what's it about anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: doesnt strike my fancy thou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: it'a all noir stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: like done in the sixties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: what is noir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: the movie is black and white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: 1. Of or relating to the film noir genre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: 2. A genre of crime literature featuring tough, cynical characters and bleak settings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: 3. Suggestive of danger or violence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: and i thought noir means black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: more like dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i see i see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;*This was when Chait came in so I stopped talking to Tyler and chatted with Chait instead. After a while Chait had to go watch some telly. So I continued talking to Ty.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: me no hug huh DiVaZieeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: everybody loves me and not you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: when will you get that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: now, back to my question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: i guess so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: have you got this channel logged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: okay good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: am gonna need it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: which day and what time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: not sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i just finished putting up a conversation on the blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: errr.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: not sure i have enuff the energy to do another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: coz i would have a hard time if ya lookin for anything in particular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i just wanted the conversation for today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: ours and with chait just now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: alrite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: you wan it now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: no, send it to my email later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: when i'm gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: alrite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: neat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: u shud see that new entries i posted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i am really bad at keeping a conversationg going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: especially when ppl say 'okay'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i wouldnt know what to come up with next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: so u agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;*Chait came back for a while.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: errr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: u're back already, chait?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: it's more like i'm confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;DiVaZ: waiting for my housemate :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;DiVaZ: so i'm watching here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: why are you confused, tyler?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;DiVaZ: so who's this fella?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: he's a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;DiVaZ: wokies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: we ended up talking last nite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: about trust and whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: coz i don't know head or tail of that convo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: cos i said i wont give him my new number until he got a new hp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: so he said, 'u must have had some bad experience blahblahbblah...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: so he brought it up again today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;* DiVaZ is now known as DiVaZ[a]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;DiVaZ: hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: and he's talking abt this 'd' person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i havent the faintest idea of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;DiVaZ: okies - i'm off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;DiVaZ: if you're still around later ashley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;DiVaZ: i wanna know more about this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;DiVaZ: :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;DiVaZ: *HugZ*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;DiVaZ: wheeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: oh lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: *HUGS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;DiVaZ: i get hugs and hugs from ashley today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;DiVaZ: it's a great day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: and i got lots from you too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: oh, happy belated birthday, peaches*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^ looks at DiVaZieeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: get a clue, tyler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;DiVaZ: thanks ashley :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;* ^pyro^ walks the lonely road to hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;DiVaZ: don't don't tylerie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;DiVaZ: it's HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: aww, come on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;DiVaZ: brb all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;*And this was where she left us*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: later, chait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: see, tyler?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: my theory has been proven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: they love me, not you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: i knew it all along ash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: gimme the link to ur blog again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: malas to scroll up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: deiiiiii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: http://mizerylovesco.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: okay. neat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i'm putting that up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: which?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: the link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: kay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: thx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;* littlelittle smiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i figured, someone's gotta love you since everybody else dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: awwwwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: thx a million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: please.. dont get mushy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: it's icky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: i'm just sayin out of courtesy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: fair enuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: we're both lousy at keeping a conversation going, arent we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i can have coffee with you then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: companionable silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: hey! that makes a good title&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: won't it be a bit awkward?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: companionable silence is not awkward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: that means we can both be having coffee and not having to talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: isnt that a cherished thought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: sounds alrite to mee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: btw, how do i put up a pic in there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: the profile segment, i meant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: gimme five mins and i'll tell ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: why do u need 5 mins?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: need to refresh ma memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: oh okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;* littlelittle gives tyler five minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;* littlelittle twists and turns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i am lousy at waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: tyler, i think i figured it out already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: you did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i'm fast that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: but tell me anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i might be wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: hurry up!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=776&amp;topic=37&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: patience is not my virtue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: this page will help ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: got pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: oh neat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i have to post it somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: and you need this hello software&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: oh well, then nevermind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i figured out abt that one when i started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: but i was hoping there might be another way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: i only know of this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: and how do i put up pictures in the entries?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i mean, the simplest way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: need the hello software alos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: also*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: ah sheit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: it's ez with that software&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: oh well, nevermind then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: maybe i would get around to that when i have more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: i guess so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i still have that homepage to take care of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: never did get around to it anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: homepage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: you got a website?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i used to put up pictures of me and my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: uh, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: can i see it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: it was a trial anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: ohh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i was just having fun with the html codes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: since i learned it myself few years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i dont remember the link.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i need to go to angelfire and find out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: html codes, sounds cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: but hey, when i'm done re-designing it, maybe i would put up the link in the blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: yeah, but i never get around to learn more, after i started college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: ic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: my course dont teach that stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i had to learn everything by myself years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: what do you study?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: comp eng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: they give it a fancy name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: basically it is (supposedly) training us to be a comp sys asst eng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: yeah rite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: all the cool stuff i knew i learned by myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: they dont teach a fuckin thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: so what did they teach?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i dont know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: how to assemble and disassemble computers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: troubleshooting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: ohh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: but they never get around to the cool parts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: like codes, and everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: or networking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: some of the lecturers boast on knowing shits about networking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: they only know the first pages of the books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: bunch of craps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: when i asked for notes, they'd go like, "that gonna be a lot. i'll give it to you later."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: yeah rite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: and they don't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: they're always 'busy'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: wtf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: how can they do this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: and besides, they said, "it's not part of the modules"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: you are not studyin for free ya know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: you are payin money to study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: damnit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: last year they taught us how to install ms2k, and how to set up the clients etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: and that was it. that was all in the "network" module&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: ic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: so u can understand why i have totally lost interest in college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i used to go cracks about computers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i still do, but my enthusiasm had deteriorated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: hmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: it gets lost sometimes in the chaos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: now ppl tend to think i'm a bubblegum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: or an airhead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: who only cares about what my fashion magazines say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: some of the guys were surprised when i talked to them about devil may cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i guess i dont strike them as the video-game-playing type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: but what is the devil may cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: it's a ps2 game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: i c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: u dont know video games?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: just a lil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: owh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i go cracks about video games too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: and maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: and books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: and drawing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: and writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i am obviously bored or i mustve flipped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i am telling you stuff about myself. geez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: it's alrite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: what abt u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: do u go cracks abt computers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: u seem occupied and distracted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: i don't know much about computers and stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: if i have a problem then i get to learn what problem it is and learn how to solve it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: other than that nope i don't even go there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: owh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i should get my technician cert by now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: but no. nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: nothin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: how come?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: and they dont even get around to give us the offering letter for the asst eng. dip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: uh well, it's 'sedang diuruskan'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: sedang diuruskan &lt;---- what's that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: means they're taking care of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: which is what they told us months ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: ohh it sucks, really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: crappy lecturers you got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: indeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: but billy said i shud just finish what i started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: else i would start a trend for the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: yeah he's right i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: so i am just trying to get by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i dont care shit abt the asst eng dip anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: but at least finish it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: yeah. thats what he said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i just saw somthing abt universal IM or whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: it combines msn, yahoo msgr, icq and AIM together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: ohhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: i'm having a look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: i wanna look too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;littlelittle: http://lp.zango.com/?BID=4117&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;^pyro^: looks cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: georgia;"&gt;* littlelittle has quit IRC (Read error: No route to host)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;*And then I got autokilled.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;That was the longest conversation I had with Tyler. Happened way back in 2005. That was about 2 years ago. Just shows how much I'm not bothering with this blog. Ha ha. Bleh I am sleepy. Need.. sleep.. been up all nite to take care of this bloody thing. Why I even bother is beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;Nite, Simon.&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/12141932-111340462146695392?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/111340462146695392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=111340462146695392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111340462146695392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111340462146695392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-longest-conversation-with-tyler.html' title='My longest conversation with Tyler.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-115779781746044888</id><published>2006-09-09T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T18:34:36.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6972/1013/1600/Kakashi_deformed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6972/1013/200/Kakashi_deformed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Apparently Tyler wasn't happy when I compared him to a glue. I wonder what else would stick as strong as that, but nevermind. Ty, I take it back. Urm, you can stick around like urm, whatever :D I mean whatever you'd like. Honey, maybe. But they don't stick that strong. Unlike glue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-115779781746044888?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/115779781746044888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=115779781746044888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115779781746044888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115779781746044888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2006/09/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-115779193143041929</id><published>2006-09-09T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T18:35:52.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6972/1013/1600/VainGeisha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6972/1013/320/VainGeisha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"You are a Vain Geisha! You only allow the richest of men to come near you, and the most successful Geisha to be your friends. You are quite popular among the country, but due to your blantant snobbery, only the big money-makers can get you to attend their engagements. You were not satisfied until your mizuage offer was through the roof, and you continue to offer yourself to those who can meet that price or pay more. Your okiya is proud to have you as its main source of income due to your skills at raking in the money. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;That's what it said about me when I took the quiz 'What kind of Geisha are you'&lt;br /&gt;Heh. I am a vain geisha! tsk. tsk. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, Tyler? Thanx for the guide. Urm, yea, this is another fella who says he's sticking around me like a glue too. I wonder why. I am not even sticky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-115779193143041929?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/115779193143041929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=115779193143041929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115779193143041929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115779193143041929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-are-vain-geisha-you-only-allow.html' title=''/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-115684974181097871</id><published>2006-08-29T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T18:39:00.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt; Conversation with Stevie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;pam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;pam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;stevie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;how you pam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;good, i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;wait ar.. i got some junk stuck in my keyboard.. i korek it abit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ewwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;*turned out Stevie got disconnected while trying to get the junk out of his keyboard :~/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; The following message could not be delivered to all recipients:&lt;br /&gt;ewwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ewwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;okie back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;was some peanut skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;dirty la u stevie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;my keyboard is the dirty one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;its ur keyboard la stevie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;yuh... but its not like the peanut skin is wedged somewhere in my body right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but its ur keyboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;how did the peanut skin got there in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;good question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;suddenly only thr w was not working properly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;dirty la u stevie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;its only peanut skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;and its not like it was rotting or anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;still dirty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i didnt get anything in my keyboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;i'm sure you'll find something if you really look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i keep my keyboard clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;you have too much time on your hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i am just not dirty like u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;dirty stevie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eh it rhymes too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;no it does not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;it does too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;try shouting it out loud and see if people look at you wierd.. if it doesnt rhyme, they will look at you weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;they will look at me weird even if it rhymes because its very quiet in the lab rite now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;no no youre just making excuses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;not excuses. you are the one making them. cos u are dirty stevie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;i am nottttttt!!!!!!!!!!!11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;beh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;u are too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;have u mandi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;yuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;yuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;come come smell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;dont want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hahah. i am so putting this conversation in my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;go ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i changed my addy again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;gimme it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;iamfineandineedaname.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;panjangnye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;cos its a temporary one too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;any plans to get a permernant one anytime soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but i cant think of a name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hence the new addy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;how about "theblogwithoutafixedname"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;thats just as long :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;how about "blog8463" or some random number like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i dont like numbers in names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;urr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i dont have any ideas either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;stevie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;what is the game that has Dante Sparda in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;uhh no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;brb find food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;okie back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;*after about half an hour he returned with this answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;going to skip lunch and have an early dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;then where did you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;just killed and cleaned one fishie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;to prepair the fishie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;u and fishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;and i aint dirty!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;u are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;some smiley of a smiley bashing another smiley with a chair*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;*some smiley of a smiley bashing another smiley with a chair*&lt;br /&gt;Lump of Lard says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;am not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;you are too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;After that Stevie decided to entertain me in IRC.&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/12141932-115684974181097871?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/115684974181097871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=115684974181097871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115684974181097871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115684974181097871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2006/08/conversation-with-stevie-lump-of-lard.html' title=''/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-115684588069631619</id><published>2006-08-29T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T18:45:07.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>helpful Ruphus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[17:35] &lt;@Ruphus&gt; @sexy_simon (~fraxinus@219.93.39.144) Quit (Read error: Connection reset by peer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[17:35] &lt;@Ruphus&gt; * Moviez sets mode: +l 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[17:35] &lt;@Ruphus&gt; * fraxinus_simonie (~fraxinus@219.93.39.144) has joined #Moviez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[17:35] &lt;@Ruphus&gt; * Moviez sets mode: +v fraxinus_simonie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[17:35] &lt;@Ruphus&gt; * ChanServ sets mode: +o fraxinus_simonie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[17:35] &lt;@Ruphus&gt; * @BUDD throws keanu into timemachine cpl 100s years into futrue xD and transport him back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[17:35] &lt;@Ruphus&gt; * Moviez sets mode: +l 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[17:35] &lt;@Ruphus&gt; * fraxinus_simonie is now known as sexy_simon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[17:35] &lt;@Ruphus&gt; &lt;@sexy_simon&gt; fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[17:35] &lt;@Ruphus&gt; &lt;@BUDD&gt; wb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[17:35] &lt;@Ruphus&gt; &lt;@sexy_simon&gt; thanx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[17:35] &lt;@Ruphus&gt; &lt;@Ruphus&gt; WB sexy_simon Sup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[17:35] &lt;@Ruphus&gt; &lt;@sexy_simon&gt; what did i miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-115684588069631619?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/115684588069631619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=115684588069631619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115684588069631619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115684588069631619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2006/08/helpful-ruphus.html' title='helpful Ruphus'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-115684422586931075</id><published>2006-08-29T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T17:55:06.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Videos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LERhhqkI-jY" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a-IIwkM3xkI" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gm6LF3GO-cw" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y5WTOqO5jTQ" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes I can't figure out this bloody blog thing. And now I have forgotten how I worked out the pictures too. Great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-115684422586931075?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/115684422586931075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=115684422586931075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115684422586931075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115684422586931075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2006/08/videos.html' title='Videos!'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-115684297539654049</id><published>2006-08-28T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T18:48:51.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Shuichi: but i'm an optimist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Slick_Wil: so glass half full then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Shuichi: are you implying i have a drinking problem Slick_Wil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;bash 1619&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Seros: fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Seros: we were at 7-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Seros: And amanda is wearing this shirt that says 'wtf?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Seros: The indian guy that works there said 'What is the meaning of this.. wtf?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Amanda: I told him that it's a non-profit organization. &gt;:O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;bash 3439&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;dodge: i tell ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;dodge: youre sitting here one minuite, the next thing you know youve just woken up and theres ya laptop under yer pillow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lord-Data: nope.. just you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[13:31] (@ACDC) "What happens in the event that figure 'A' is attracted to figure 'B' and wants to get married. But figure 'A' is already married to figure 'C' and figure 'B' is engaged to figure 'D' but figure 'A' can't keep his hands of figure 'B' because she's got such a great figure. -- Trapper(M*A*S*H)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;bash 17900&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Shadowline: kinda quite in here lately ? What seems to be the problem ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;PovRayMan: fap fap fap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;bash 64&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ash: Win2k! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;*** Ash Quit (Read error: 73 (Connection reset by peer))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;[15:25] (@hannon) if ya still can't sleep then go jerk off, that'll make ya tired&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bash 798&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;P0SiX: you version'd me because?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Valin: Because I wanted to see if you are one of those damn Microsoft OS users. You are, and you shouldn't have any nick that has anything to do with the better OSes (the free, unix-like OSes) because anything affiliated with those OSes are too good for the likes of you to soil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;P0SiX: [Valin VERSION reply]: mIRC32 v5.41&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;bash 7039&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;DocWebstr: *cough*BULLSHIT*cough*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Lazarus: Doc, you really gotta quit inhaling all that bullshit; it's not good for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-115684297539654049?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/115684297539654049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=115684297539654049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115684297539654049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115684297539654049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2006/08/bash.html' title='!bash'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-115683999508624969</id><published>2006-08-28T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T19:16:57.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>small talks on Moviez (eh?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[13:16] &lt;@uncopyrightable&gt; i have like 9 emails and all of them are full of junks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[13:16] &lt;@uncopyrightable&gt; why cant somebody send me something decent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[13:17] &lt;@InferBlue-Dot&gt; cuz u wont show me ur titties,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[13:17] &lt;@uncopyrightable&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;[13:17] &lt;@Ruphus&gt; brb FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;![13:18] &lt;@InferBlue-Dot&gt; lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[13:18] &lt;@uncopyrightable&gt; the most perverted of the perverts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[13:18] &lt;@InferBlue-Dot&gt; damn str8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[13:18] &lt;@Ruphus&gt; im a porn addict&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[13:18] &lt;@Ruphus&gt; heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[13:18] &lt;@uncopyrightable&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[13:18] &lt;@uncopyrightable&gt; ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[13:18] &lt;@uncopyrightable&gt; i am quoting u on that Ruphus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[13:18] &lt;@InferBlue-Dot&gt; he left out a word tho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ruphus reminds me of Clifford the big red dog :~/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-115683999508624969?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/115683999508624969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=115683999508624969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115683999508624969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115683999508624969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2006/08/small-talks-on-moviez-eh.html' title='small talks on Moviez (eh?)'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-115675811836034957</id><published>2006-08-28T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T17:41:58.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/99nOAPXm8AI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/99nOAPXm8AI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/12141932-115675811836034957?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/115675811836034957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=115675811836034957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115675811836034957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115675811836034957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2006/08/hmm.html' title='Hmm..'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-115590049092464280</id><published>2006-08-18T07:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T19:25:08.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;06.38 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from the Tv room. Had a movie marathon with P. Heh. And it’s raining. Finally. It’s been so bloody hot for the past few days. Haze. I’m currently listening to Howie Day – Collide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dawn is breaking&lt;br /&gt;A light shining through&lt;br /&gt;You're barely waking&lt;br /&gt;And I'm tangled up in you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm open, you're closed&lt;br /&gt;Where I follow, you'll go&lt;br /&gt;I worry I won't see your face&lt;br /&gt;Light up again&lt;br /&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Out of the doubt that fills my mind&lt;br /&gt;I somehow find&lt;br /&gt;You and I collide&lt;br /&gt;I'm quiet you know&lt;br /&gt;You make a first impression&lt;br /&gt;I've found I'm scared to know&lt;br /&gt;I'm always on your mind&lt;br /&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Even the stars refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;Out of the back you fall in time&lt;br /&gt;I somehow find&lt;br /&gt;You and I collide&lt;br /&gt;Don’t stop here&lt;br /&gt;I lost my place&lt;br /&gt;I’m close behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful song. They have it in One Tree Hill. One of these days I’m gonna get my hands on all the episodes available. Planned to upgrade my HD and RAM soon. I don’t know if I’m sleepy. Don’t feel like it, but who knows. And just in case, I set the alarm at 9. I have to go get something to eat soon. I’m starved. P invited me to the debate practice. He’s been trying to talk me into joining the team. Maybe to get more members in the team or maybe he thinks I’m actually good at it, I don’t know. Because debate’s not my thing. Not really. Not when it involves talking in front of a bunch of people. Heh. Public speaking freaks me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it’s about time I think about things properly. But all this sweetness just makes me feel really guilty. To think that somehow, I’d end up hurting anyone. Because it’s inevitable. Everybody hurts everyone. It shouldn’t have to be that complicated, should it? Life’s too short for all these complexities (Ty, if you’re going to disagree about this, go ahead and knock yourself out ;p ).&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a morning person, but I love the early morning the most. Rite when dawn is breaking. The quietness – the serenity – just calms me down and makes me feel good. One of the things that makes life bearable. But most people miss this. I know 90% of my friends do. Haha. There’s just something really aspiring about watching the world rise up in with the sun. If you’ve never witnessed a sunrise before, pick one morning and do. It’s one of life’s most beautiful phenomenons. Like watching the aurora borealis. Magnificent beyond words. But that’s just my opinion and you can definitely choose not to agree. It makes the world goes around. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet is the sight&lt;br /&gt;Of her room&lt;br /&gt;Window opened by candlelight&lt;br /&gt;How would you know&lt;br /&gt;Cold winter on the shore&lt;br /&gt;Chills the dress she wore&lt;br /&gt;It's on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Still it feels so warm today&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I'm wondering why&lt;br /&gt;You had to tell me&lt;br /&gt;What's going on in your head&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong&lt;br /&gt;Come around to another time when you&lt;br /&gt;Don't have to run&lt;br /&gt;And when she says she wants somebody else&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know that's she doesn't mean you&lt;br /&gt;And when she breaks down and makes a sound&lt;br /&gt;You'll never hear her the way that I do&lt;br /&gt;And when she says she wants someone to love&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know that she doesn't mean you&lt;br /&gt;And when she breaks down and lets you down&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know that she doesn't mean to&lt;br /&gt;Swing into flight&lt;br /&gt;Over hills.&lt;br /&gt;Over her hills, it's twilight&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's right now&lt;br /&gt;While we're here T&lt;br /&gt;ell me why it's so funny&lt;br /&gt;That you're so funny&lt;br /&gt;When you're mad&lt;br /&gt;Cos it’s mad.&lt;br /&gt;So mad Over now, over now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m getting sleepy and the sun’s about to come out now. Better get some shut eye, long day ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Time check: 07.11 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, Simon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-115590049092464280?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/115590049092464280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=115590049092464280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115590049092464280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115590049092464280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2006/08/movie-marathon.html' title='movie marathon'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-115589712912095585</id><published>2006-08-15T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T19:28:18.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No sleep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;11.25 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking a shower I went down to the Tv room last nite. At about 11.30 p.m. Lizzie and Linus were watching some old movie on Cinemax (well, I thought it was just some old movie). It was Friday the 13th. Bah. Anyway, I continued watching Tv until 5. We were watching Discovery Channel – Austin’s something something – when Lizzie and the China girl decided to go up to bed. I stayed and watched House and Nip/Tuck after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nip/Tuck&lt;/strong&gt; turned out to be interesting. Besides, Julian McMahon is in it – you know, Balthazar from Charmed. Anyway, the programme was 1½ hours long. I don’t know whether it was because it was the first episode, or because the programme really is 1½ hours long. Went up to my room at about 5, made myself a glass of cold orange and smoke in the room. We’re not allowed to smoke within the college compound (and that means the hostel too) but whatever. I know I won't get caught cos Aunt Helen (or whoever was it on duty last nite) was sleeping when I went to return the remote. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Nick yesterday and he said he’ll let me go if I’d go back and see him in September. Just the thought of it breaks me. I don’t know why I’m killing myself for this guy when he doesn’t seem to feel the same way about me. Hell, he doesn’t even know what I feel about him. And I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to let this one go. I’d let go of Saiyful before and look just how empty it had made me. And Nick’s the only one I’ve got left. In here. I guess one of the reasons I’m still holding on to this love is because I know that Nick will always want me. Maybe not the way I wanted him to, but he wants me nonetheless. It’s unhealthy but it helps me keep what little self-esteem I’ve got left. Not that he’s giving it much of a boost but whatever. At least with him I know my heart will never be whole anymore so even if he breaks it again it wouldn’t hurt me as much. If I let him go and start over with someone else it’ll hurt me more when they decide to break my heart. Heh. Billy was rite. If I don’t feel, I don’t hurt. I should ask him to teach me how to do it. Or maybe I should just stick with Nomol. Cats don’t break your heart and they don’t hurt you like people do. To hell with mending the heart and shit. That was what Arthur promised me. And just like that, he let me down. And what about Bert. Heh. Made a whole big deal by declaring his undying love to me – and some shit like that – and then just ditching the promise the first chance he got. I know I pushed him away and I didn’t love him or anything, but I let him get close. And I let myself believed him and his bloody promise. Bah. Turns out I do hold grudges after all. This is so fucking ugly.&lt;br /&gt;So bloody fucking ugly. Maybe there ISN’T someone for everyone after all. And love, or romance rather, is just one hell of a fucking bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gonna make you like the way they talk when they’re talking to you&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make you break out of your shell cos they tell you to&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make you like the way they lie better than the truth&lt;br /&gt;They’ll tell you everything you wanted someone else to say&lt;br /&gt;They’re gonna break your heart yea&lt;br /&gt;From what I’ve seen&lt;br /&gt;You’re just one more hand me down&lt;br /&gt;Cause no one’s try to give you what you need&lt;br /&gt;So lay all your troubles down&lt;br /&gt;I am with you now&lt;br /&gt;Somebody ought to take you in and try to make you love again&lt;br /&gt;Try to make you like the way they feel when they’re under your skin&lt;br /&gt;Never wants you to think that they would lie when they’re holding you&lt;br /&gt;Never wonder why they haven’t called when they said they’ll call you&lt;br /&gt;You start to wonder if you’re ever gonna make it by&lt;br /&gt;You start to think you were born blind&lt;br /&gt;From what I’ve seen&lt;br /&gt;You’re just one more hand me down&lt;br /&gt;Cause no one’s try to give you what you need&lt;br /&gt;So lay all your troubles down&lt;br /&gt;I am with you now&lt;br /&gt;(Lay them down on me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was from Matchbox 20 – Hand Me Down. One of my all-time favorite songs. Beautiful song. But I can't believe that anyone can ever be that beautiful again. Not to me anyway. I’ll never believe in love again. It’s all just bullshit. MFing tiring bullshit. And the world will always keep spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time check: 12.15 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better go and get something to eat. I’ll have to give Jon the cd key later. Hope it works for him cos it worked for me. Oh, I made some new friends online. Nice stoners, heh. Jon, John, Ronnie, Nix, Adville, Nuke and Donnie. But I haven’t heard from Donnie for a while. I like talking to them. They seem… real somehow. Not believing in that silver lining shit. Not believing that the air smells of roses. Honest to God. And yet still be able to be wonderful friends to talk to. And they don’t mind the fact that I am very disturbed inside. Then again it could all be just a bloody façade. But whatever. They make me laugh. Bah. This just makes me sound so bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shud I be stupid&lt;br /&gt;If I let you hurt me&lt;br /&gt;If I let you rip this heart apart&lt;br /&gt;When I let you put me on my knees&lt;br /&gt;I’m in a cycle&lt;br /&gt;Curse you’ve put me on&lt;br /&gt;I liked you too much&lt;br /&gt;Hate you but it doesn’t make a difference&lt;br /&gt;The distance didn’t stop you&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what will&lt;br /&gt;Crossed out you name on the wall&lt;br /&gt;Shred your voices on the flower bed&lt;br /&gt;But I keep kneeling down to wait for your return&lt;br /&gt;Defying this degradation&lt;br /&gt;An act you’ve made me put up with&lt;br /&gt;If you can taste these salty tears&lt;br /&gt;And the sweet smell of this blood&lt;br /&gt;Dripping out on you very skin&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel my arms around you&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear this sadness throbbing with every heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;I know you do but you chose not to comprehend&lt;br /&gt;I can smell you everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Fading out my senses&lt;br /&gt;Obscuring my reasons&lt;br /&gt;Can you catch a glimpse of me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I won't wait outside the door&lt;br /&gt;If you’re just gonna leave me standing cold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told Chait about my intention to switch major, she said I’ve finally found my… what was the word she used. Found my stand (or ground) or something like that (I forgot, as usual). Heh. She’s living proof that humanity still exists. That somehow there are wonderful people around. Why she wants to stick around me is a huge wonder. If any of you out there know this girl, hold on to her and don’t let go. You may never find someone like her again. And then there’s Billy of course, and why HE is willing to stick around still puzzles me to no end. He’s not someone you’d call sweet. He’s not even nice to everyone. He’s just, Billy. If there’s one thing I wouldn’t change about my life, it’s him. A thousand lifetimes and I’d still have him in it. He doesn’t always understand me but he always listens. No matter how stupid or ridiculous I get, he never fails to listen. And he never complains. He never says I-told-you-so. A friend thru and thru. And he keeps me grounded. Heh, I would sound like I still fancy him. But that already had its time and it had passed. I’ve moved on from that (I know at least that much).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should get going. Hungry. I hope nobody is offended reading this. Any of this shit. It’s not worth getting offended over. I’m just a hand me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, Simon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-115589712912095585?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/115589712912095585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=115589712912095585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115589712912095585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115589712912095585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-sleep.html' title='No sleep.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-115589104728449483</id><published>2006-07-18T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T20:06:52.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.............</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;10.35 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel so bloody exhausted today. And bloody fed up. I talked to Nick on MSN and we’re cool. Said he misses me and wants me to come back to KK next month. I’m gonna talk to him about the arrangements tomorrow since I don’t have any class tomorrow. Thing is, I was so bloody fed up and exhausted I didn’t feel any enthusiasm towards him. Us. I am not even missing him rite now. Like I said, I’ve been so bloody fed up with things. And then there’s this guy Victor, who seems to – well – like me or something. He even called me up last night and asked if I missed him. Missed him?? What the bloody hell for? And then he asked me again when we were talking at the bus stop. I told him I don’t have a reason to miss him. And then one time he told me that Emmanuel really likes me too. What the hell was that about anyway. I’m bloody fed up. Bloody, bloody fed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel like going home now. Or maybe not. I don’t even know what I want to do or even what I feel like doing. I’m just so bloody fed up with everything. College, money, guys. Name it. So I told Chait (when we talked in IRC) that maybe my depression is back or something. Because I feel so bloody messed up. What the hell is wrong with me anyway. And I feel so bloody tired too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sent an sms to Ashwin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I was gonna forgive and forget about you insulting my friendship. But you decided to betray me and I know I can never forgive that. Not of anyone. I’m sorry it had to end like this.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I’d just stopped missing Nick someday. Stop loving him and wanting him for good. I know I’m not missing him rite now. I am thinking about him, but I am not missing him. Not right now. Not since our fight about S. Or maybe I’m simply bloody tired. Or maybe because my birthday is coming up. Next week. My 25th. I’ll be 25 next week. I really am getting old for all these shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time check: 11.35 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped writing and did some silly things with the picture files. Anyway, Ashwin replied and said something like, if I don’t learn to forgive and forget I can never have true friends. Some shit like that. The nerve. I’d rather not have friends than having a friend like him who would betray me as he pleases. People really are just trouble. I’m so bloody sick of this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I sound so suicidal but I can't help it. I’m so bloody tired and bloody sick and bloody fed up with my bloody life.&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/12141932-115589104728449483?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/115589104728449483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=115589104728449483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115589104728449483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115589104728449483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='.............'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-115269751222503920</id><published>2006-07-12T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T20:33:45.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now, Now..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I haven't write for the longest time. Mostly because there's nobody reading my stuff so I don't have the need to update this bloody thing as regular as I'd have liked. Besides, I simply don't have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I have finally graduated from my Diploma (yayyy). And I felt so great at the Grad Ceremony. I was also enrolled to INTISAR that very same day. By Mum. One heck of a change of plans and I was not happy about it. Definitely. But here I am. INTISAR. Made some great new friends, thou. Everybody pretty much ignore everyone here. Which suits me just fine, really. Most of the girls I got to know at the Tv room. Oh, I'm doing my degree now. Computer Science. Finally. After years of wanting it, I finally get to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy and bummed out to write more about college. It's pretty much the same. The guys are looking for pussies and vice versa. Not my scene. I'm content with hanging out with Azie in our ciggie sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off. Maybe I'll write something better next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-115269751222503920?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/115269751222503920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=115269751222503920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115269751222503920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/115269751222503920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2006/07/now-now.html' title='Now, Now..'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-113161275442590656</id><published>2005-11-11T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T20:37:00.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the first step</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I have finally gone and meet all my lecturers (they are actually nice people). It wasn't so bad. Wasn't bad after all. Either they're actually nice people or maybe because they actually know me. Well, the important thing is, I'm pretty much settled and I can graduate next year. That's good enough for me. God is not cruel. Even if I do hate myself and lost faith in all living being, this particular ground is not shaken. Never has been and I'm sure never will be. There was a blood donation program but I was late so I wasn't on the list. And they needed MY blood type. It's &lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;. Negative. I'm getting off track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it looks like I'd be back to class and gonna be busy as hell next week. And then there's fasting. Hopefully I can pull this off. I still need a job but it's almost impossible. I mean, it's possible, but I'd end up dead. No point there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent another email to Chait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Scared i might actually end up hating everything and everyone in my life and not turning back.&lt;br /&gt;anyway babe, thanks a lot for writing to me. i guess there's some little faith left in people. i have to say thou, it annoyed me for a while - that's why i never bothered to go for any counselling or therapy session cause all those pep talks and such just piss me off real bad. i get ticked off by those people. mostly because i can actually figure out what they would say to me if i tell them so and so (it makes me think: what can these people tell me that i dont already know? and if i already know what they were gonna do, it's pointless to even try and ask for their help because that's just it, they're not actually helping. just overdosing me with self-help textbook craps). and yes, i did sort of figure out what you would say to me when i sent you the message. and then i read the last paragraph of your message and i felt bad for being angry - i told you i have anger issues. it goes way back. a long way back. and you were right too, i think i know what triggered the negativity and the anger, i've just given up on sorting it out. i dont see the point in it. thank you for wanting to try, but babe, i cannot be fixed. i am so so so grateful that you are still willing to stick around with it. even i get tired of analyzing this. and chait, even if someday you really do get sick me i wouldnt be surprised at all. people drift away from me after a while. the only one that has been sticking around for that long and actually never have any intention of leaving is Billy. i dont know where he gets his patience and faith. so i wont hold it against you. i have to say i dont have much faith in your being around, chait. i'm sorry to say it but this has been happening for years its almost normal. what i'm trying to say is, i am grateful for you being there, very thankful that you actually care, but i wont be surprised if someday you'll call it quits. I'm not saying you will, but I'm saying you eventually just might. There's a huge possibility. Doesnt mean I am not thankful for what faith you have in me, I am. maybe i'm not making much sense to you. just know i am grateful for you, babe. i just need my reverie back. that isolated dark place where i can shut out the world and just recollect myself in all the isolation. maybe then i'd find my passion again because i have lost it. but thank you. really thank you.&lt;br /&gt;nothing hurts you like a betrayal. i am trying to pick up the pieces. i have one belief and that is, in the end, there's nobody else but you. so if you wanna learn how to rely on somebody, learn that you can only rely on yourself. nobody else is there. eventually it all boils down to you. you make the choices and you suffer the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sad all the time, babe. i've just lost my definition of happiness. of love. of having faith in people. i cant even remember what's it like to love someone. hehe. let's face it, i'm broken and can't be fixed. but i'll manage, babe. death freaks me out to pieces and my neighbour died recently so maybe it's a contributing factor to my deepened depression. i'm still very much freaked. i havent forgotten how to smile, babe. so u can breath. btw, here's what some of the fellas wanna say to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;@incubabe&gt; tell her that i havent been chatting with her for a fricken long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;@incubabe&gt; and i miss her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;@anthraxxxx&gt; oh just tell her i miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;@incubabe&gt; ask her to get her butt back here.&lt;br /&gt;most of them arent online at the time i'm writing this. so there you go. =) i have to sign off here or i'll just tick you off with my crazy dilemmas. big hugs, babe. you're great. remember i tell you that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it. I'd review this or something some other time.&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/12141932-113161275442590656?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/113161275442590656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=113161275442590656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113161275442590656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113161275442590656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-step.html' title='the first step'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-113069626560389150</id><published>2005-10-31T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T21:05:16.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;At home and I am supposed to be sleeping. OR supposedly watching Tv. What the hell's wrong with this font!! Better now. I don't have a problem posting entries, but the editing, boy.. it sure can wear me out. Correction: PISS ME OFF.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, rite, you're trying to do one thing and it came out another. What's up with that? And almost a whole different codes too. I had to figure it out myself and it took me about 20 minutes. Hah. Why do they have to do that?&lt;br /&gt;Now, now.. I'm getting off track again. If Mum finds out I'm online at this hour, she'd kill me and then bring me back to clean up the mess. Checked my Friendster and I got one testimonial from Asbaidah. Neat. And because nobody's supposed to log on from this PC, it doesn't have IM or IRC and it's still on dial-up! Bah. Totally frustrating. I have to figure out the alignment thing too. Aih~&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting lesser and lesser sleep since I came home. What is up with that. And I hardly feel sleepy too. Scaring the heck out of me. Must be the nerve system or something. I have to wake Bob up at about now too.&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I cannot do a damn thing with this bloody connection. Might as well L.O. and hook up after I got back to Dggn.&lt;br /&gt;Must get back to this.&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/12141932-113069626560389150?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/113069626560389150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=113069626560389150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113069626560389150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113069626560389150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/10/bah.html' title='Bah.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-113031416604942933</id><published>2005-10-26T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T21:08:57.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First time around.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/8452/640/profile_chad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 3px solid rgb(255, 255, 255); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/8452/400/profile_chad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The perfect male speciment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I posted this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;This is the perfect male speciment.&lt;br /&gt;You can disagree. He's MY male speciment. Hah. Legolas Greenleaf might be my favorite hero, but Chad is The Guy. He's getting married and all, but hey, a girl can dream, rite. Haih~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's talented, he's good-looking and he's REAL nice. I should get them to clone him or something. I seriously don't have anything to write on about today. Was just putting these babies up and checking that blog entry from my email. It worked out fine. Neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about two weeks we're gonna have a project paper presentation and I still haven't done anything. My name is not even up on the list! I'm gonna have to go see Mr A about it which totally sucks cause I really hate all these dealing with lecturers stuff. And Slick hasn't called yet. Well, he can't blame me later cause I DID call. N called me and told me about some free course (and they even pay you to take it!) I can take and asked me to check about it on the Internet. I'm like, totally off track and can't write a decent sentence here. Bloody hell. I should just stop here today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word for the day: Irrelevant.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Main Entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;irrelevant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Part of Speech:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adjective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;unnecessary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Synonyms:&lt;br /&gt;extraneous, foreign, garbage, immaterial, impertinent, inapplicable, inapposite, inappropriate, inapropos, inapt, inconsequent, inconsequential, insignificant, not germane, outside, pointless, remote, trivial, unapt, unconnected, unimportant, unrelated, without reference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Antonyms: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=relevant"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;relevant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Main Entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;beside the point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Part of Speech:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adjective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Definition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;not pertaining to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Synonyms:&lt;br /&gt;beside the question, immaterial, inapplicable, insignificant, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;irrelevant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, nihil ad rem, not at issue, not to the purpose, off the subject, pointless, unrelated, wide of the mark, wide of the point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Main Entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;extraneous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of Speech:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adjective &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/features/howtousethesaurus.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Definition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;unneeded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Synonyms:&lt;br /&gt;accidental, additional, adventitious, extra, foreign, immaterial, impertinent, inadmissible, inapplicable, inapposite, inappropriate, incidental, inessential, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;irrelevant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, needless, nonessential, peripheral, pointless, redundant, superfluous, supplementary, unconnected, unessential, unnecessary, unrelated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Antonyms: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=basic"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;basic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=essential"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;essential&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=integral"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;integral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=necessary"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=needed"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=relevant"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;relevant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Main Entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;idle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of Speech:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adjective &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/features/howtousethesaurus.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Definition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ineffective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Synonyms:&lt;br /&gt;abortive, bootless, empty, frivolous, fruitless, futile, groundless, hollow, insignificant, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;irrelevant&lt;/span&gt;, not serious, nugatory, otiose, pointless, rambling, superficial, trivial, unavailing, unhelpful, unnecessary, unproductive, unsuccessful, useless, vain, worthless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Antonyms: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=meaningful"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;meaningful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Main Entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;illogical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Part of Speech:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adjective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;absurd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Synonyms:&lt;br /&gt;casuistic, cockeyed, dopey, fallacious, false, far out, fatuous, faulty, groundless, hollow, implausible, inconclusive, incongruous, inconsequent, inconsistent, incorrect, invalid, irrational, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;irrelevant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mad, meaningless, not following, nutty, preposterous, screwy, self-contradictory, senseless, sophistic, sophistical, specious, spurious, unconnected, unproved, unreasonable, unscientific, unsound, unsubstantial, untenable, wacky, without basis, without foundation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Antonyms: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=logical"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;logical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Main Entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;inadmissible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of Speech:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adjective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Definition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;inappropriate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Synonyms:&lt;br /&gt;exceptionable, ill-favored, ill-timed, immaterial, improper, inappropriate, inapt, incompetent, inept, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;irrelevant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, malapropos, objectionable, unacceptable, unallowable, unbecoming, undesirable, unfit, unqualified, unreasonable, unsatisfactory, unseemly, unsuited, unwanted, unwelcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Antonyms: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=admissible"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;admissible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Main Entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;inapplicable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Part of Speech:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adjective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Definition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;irrelevant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Synonyms:&lt;br /&gt;extraneous, foreign, garbage, immaterial, impertinent, inapposite, inappropriate, inapropos, inapt, inconsistent, irrelative, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;irrelevant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, remote, unsuitable, unsuited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Antonyms: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=applicable"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;applicable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=relevant"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;relevant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Main Entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;inappropriate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of Speech:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adjective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;not proper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Synonyms:&lt;br /&gt;bad form, disproportionate, garbage, ill-fitted, ill-suited, ill-timed, improper, inapplicable, inapropos, incongruous, inconsonant, incorrect, indecorous, inept, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;irrelevant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, left field, malapropos, off, off base, off color, tasteless, unbecoming, unbefitting, undue, unfit, unfitting, unmeet, unseasonable, unseemly, unsuitable, untimely, way off, wrong, wrong number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Antonyms: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=appropriate"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;appropriate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=proper"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;proper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=suitable"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;suitable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Main Entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;insignificant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Part of Speech:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adjective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Definition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;not important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms:&lt;br /&gt;bush, bush-league, casual, dinky, flimsy, fly speck, immaterial, inappreciable, inconsequential, inconsiderable, infinitesimal,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;irrelevant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, lesser, light, lightweight, little, meager, meaningless, minim, minimal, minor, minor-league, minuscule, minute, negligible, nondescript, nonessential, nugatory, paltry, petty, pointless, purportless, scanty, secondary, senseless, shoestring, small, small beer, small-fry, small-time, trifling, trivial, unimportant, unsubstantial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Antonyms: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=significant"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;significant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Main Entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;neither here nor there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Part of Speech:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Definition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;unimportant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Synonyms:&lt;br /&gt;beside the point, immaterial, impertinent, inapplicable,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;irrelevant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, nonessential, not at issue, nothing to do with the case, off the subject, unessential&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-113031416604942933?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/113031416604942933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=113031416604942933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113031416604942933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113031416604942933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/10/first-time-around.html' title='First time around.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-113031408969652509</id><published>2005-10-26T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T21:17:27.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you're wondering, yes, I AM a fan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/8452/640/britneyspears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 3px solid rgb(255, 255, 255); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/8452/400/britneyspears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If you're wondering, yes, I AM a fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I posted this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Yes, I am a big fan of hers. I got all her albums. Oh, rite 'cept&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;In The Zone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;. It just kinda slipped or something. I've been a fan since her first album. First single. I don't care if the rest of the world doesn't like her or think she's crappy and all. I think she's doing a good job as an entertainer. Besides, she doesn't bitch around that much. Not saying her current image is good role model stuff, but heck. I like her music, I like her dancing and well, she's as pretty as ever to me. I don't believe in condemning other people - like saying their music and trash and everything - just because you don't like their music. Music is music. Music is universal.&lt;br /&gt;They're only doing something they love doing, rite. It's not exactly a crime. And they get paid doing it, so what's the deal, rite. You don't like the music, don't listen. I mean, I detest Aguilera's guts (all that infamous bitchiness) but I still think she's one heck of a singer. There's no denying that. And I listen to some of her numbers. So let's go back to Britney rite. She's like my favorite singer and all, but my favorite kind of music comes from Dido, Lifehouse and Evanescence. Oh, and Marilyn Manson. Gothic rock, mostly. Yay... I'm not totally a bimbo. I passed the validation. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;I must be really bored or this got to be some case of a lagged nervousness. I almost cried talking to Mr Patrick. I mean, he's so nice! If only he's taller. Ha ha. Forget that. So how did I get from Britney to Mr Patrick?&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/12141932-113031408969652509?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/113031408969652509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=113031408969652509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113031408969652509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113031408969652509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/10/if-youre-wondering-yes-i-am-fan.html' title='If you&apos;re wondering, yes, I AM a fan.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-113031426167128209</id><published>2005-10-26T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T21:22:21.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh, look.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/8452/640/1043989899_uresYellow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 3px solid rgb(255, 255, 255); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/8452/400/1043989899_uresYellow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;This is supposedly the color of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I posted this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:7;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:7;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I took some quiz on the Internet few months back:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;What Color Is Your Heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;and I got this. Ha ha. It's half true and at least it was fun. You can take some too, if you're into these things. You know, killing time stuff. There's a link to the right of this page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining again today but at least I've already went and talked to Mr Patrick. He was so nice and all. I should've known. It's not like I don't know him before. Idiot. I should've went and see him weeks ago. Now I have to go around and talk to all the other lecturers. Bugger. I hope Ms Sabrina will listen to me. Haih~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-113031426167128209?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/113031426167128209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=113031426167128209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113031426167128209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113031426167128209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/10/eh-look.html' title='eh, look.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-113031401685605434</id><published>2005-10-26T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T22:06:30.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/8452/640/acara_faerie_baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 3px solid rgb(255, 255, 255); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/8452/400/acara_faerie_baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;This is my baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I posted this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;That is my Neopet. Adorable, isn't she? Well, actually mine doesn't have the wings yet, I am still looking around for the bloody paintbrush. You'd think I could just buy one at the shops, but no you have to walk around Neopia to find one. But I will find one soon. If you think she's cute, there are like, dozens more you can adopt at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com/"&gt;Neopets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;. She's about 1000++ days old now ( I forgot). I'm trying to find more codestones needed for her training. She doesn't like veggies (unnerving resemblance!) and likes to play a lot. She's almost real, eh. I wonder if I'm too old to be keeping a vitual pet. Haih~&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/12141932-113031401685605434?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/113031401685605434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=113031401685605434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113031401685605434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113031401685605434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-baby.html' title='My baby.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-113025244261593275</id><published>2005-10-25T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T23:04:01.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope this really works out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;I figured if there is such option as posting from email I think I'd be&lt;br /&gt;updating my journal more frequently. But first, I'd see how this work out&lt;br /&gt;first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-113025244261593275?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/113025244261593275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=113025244261593275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113025244261593275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113025244261593275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-hope-this-really-works-out.html' title='I hope this really works out.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-113024099670405478</id><published>2005-10-25T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T20:02:07.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/8452/1024/legolasgold10241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/8452/320/legolasgold10241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I simply cannot resist this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Posted by ME!&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/12141932-113024099670405478?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/113024099670405478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=113024099670405478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113024099670405478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113024099670405478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/10/another.html' title='Another.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-113023692575486599</id><published>2005-10-25T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T00:32:12.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite hero.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Well, it used to be Spiderman. But Spidey doesn't have a beautiful language. A whole different tongue altogether. How hot is that? Well, you don't have to agree with me, of course. Anyway, this is the wallpaper on the PC. You can get it from &lt;a href="http://councilofelrond.com/"&gt;Council of Elrond&lt;/a&gt;. Nice, ain't it. Well, Vince, this is like, the 4th today. How'd you like that eh? I have this bad habit of sticking around the net for hours. I plan on putting up more of him here now that I've got the picture thing covered. I'd have to borrow my mom's camera to take more pictures soon. Not mine, of course. HAH. Putting up my picture here? No chance. I'm not even using my own name. I mean, my real name. But it's okay, rite. Everybody calls me Ash nowadays anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/8452/1024/legolas7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 2px solid rgb(255, 255, 255); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/8452/320/legolas7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Posted by ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;So like, maybe I should stop here for today. By the way, for breaking fast I had chicken and Marlboro. Red, baby. The best. We East Malaysians have the privilege of breaking fast about an hour early than those in the West.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. If only I had started learning Sindarin earlier I'd probably be able to write something in it by now. Like a poem or something. Not that I am any good at it or something. I've stopped writing any for months now. Heck, I hardly even write in my journal anymore. Not this journal. I have one at home. I have one every year. Yes. How much of a geek does that make me eh? Haih~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-113023692575486599?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/113023692575486599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=113023692575486599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113023692575486599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113023692575486599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-favorite-hero.html' title='My favorite hero.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-113022996315882338</id><published>2005-10-25T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T00:47:09.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 in one day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3 in one day. Not bad for me, eh, Tyler? And how's that to make up for one millenia, Vince? Actually this isn't even a real entry. I just needed to post this thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;FLTER says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Main Entry: dislike&lt;br /&gt;Part of Speech: noun&lt;br /&gt;Definition: antagonism&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms: animosity, animus, antipathy, aversion, deprecation, detestation, disapprobation, disapproval, disesteem, disfavor, disgust, disinclination, displeasure, dissatisfaction, distaste, enmity, hate, hostility, indisposition, loathing, mislike, objection, offense, opposition, prejudice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FLTER says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Entry: dislike&lt;br /&gt;Part of Speech: verb&lt;br /&gt;Definition: despise&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms: abhor, abominate, allergic to, antipathize, avoid, condemn, contemn, deplore, despise, detest, disapprove, disesteem, disfavor, disrelish, eschew, execrate, hate, loathe, mind, not appreciate, not endure, object to, regret, resent, scorn, shudder at, shun, turned off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And all I did was ask him another word for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"dislike"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Not bad, huh? He's always very helpful that way. I haven't talked to him for quite a while and wanted to continue the conversation but he got disconnected or something. Must be his precious PC again. Or the royal connection. Take a pick. Might as well put the rest of it down here. And it's not like I mention any names. Rite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;u know, i'm still not going to class, and i wanted to go see my lecturer today but changed my mind as well and i dont know whats becoming of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whats new with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FLTER says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm nothing much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FLTER says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;busy with masters assignment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FLTER says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;taking CCNA in december&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;wats ccna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;so u arent working?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FLTER says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to start in december&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[oops, I actually mentioned a name here so I have to bleep this or he'll kill me]&lt;/em&gt;, what should i do with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;wats ccna? where are u taking this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;so u arent working?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FLTER says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to start in december&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FLTER says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ccna is cisco certified network associate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't bother me unless you're a Sex God. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of these days u gonna fry ur head off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FLTER says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yes i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Anyway, I might as well put this one here so I won't forget about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Main Entry:&lt;br /&gt;censor&lt;br /&gt;Part of Speech:&lt;br /&gt;verb&lt;br /&gt;Definition:&lt;br /&gt;forbid&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms:&lt;br /&gt;abridge, ban, black out, blacklist, bleach, bleep, blue-pencil, bowdlerize, clean up, conceal, control, cork, criticize, cut, decontaminate, delete, edit, examine, excise, expurgate, exscind, inspect, launder, narrow, oversee, purge, purify, refuse transmission, repress, restrain, restrict, review, revile, sanitize, scissor out, squelch, sterilize, strike out, supervise communications, suppress, withhold&lt;br /&gt;Antonyms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=allow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;allow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=approve"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;approve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=endorse"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;endorse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=permit"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;permit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/search?q=sanction"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;sanction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Click for more information about this thesaurus" href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/help/about.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Source:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roget's New Millennium™ Thesaurus, First Edition (v 1.1.1)Copyright © 2005 by Lexico Publishing Group, LLC. All rights reserved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I'm a sucker for vocabs. Haha. I kept thinking about the Guy last nite. He's been the Guy for nights, actually. A few weeks now. But we only talked last nite when he offered to walk me home. And he actually knows my brother. Sweet. I mean, he's a bit on the skinny side, but he's really really cute and nice too. Besides, he's a friend of Jude's and them. So maybe he's okay. He offered to walk me home! Big deal, eh, Vincey? But he has been looking. Ditto me. Bah. Whatever. I really should get going. So Vince, I hope this one can last a millenia.&lt;br /&gt;Go read 'em &lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/"&gt;thesaurus!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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/12141932-113022996315882338?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/113022996315882338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=113022996315882338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113022996315882338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113022996315882338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/10/3-in-one-day.html' title='3 in one day.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-113022805804524998</id><published>2005-10-25T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T00:55:34.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What luck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I tried to get Vince in IRC and guess what, he was there. Long enuff to help me with the profile photo and to give me the URL to the girl with the pussy. Yes, she actually writes about her pussy. Go on and see for yourself here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nozomionline.com/pussy/"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;http://www.nozomionline.com/pussy/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; it's hilarious. Well, at least to me and a few friends of mine. Including the Desnudians. Tyler's here as well urging me to go and see Mr Patrick. Bugger. Billy's here as well. He's gonna talk my ear off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;That's a metaphor, mind you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;What should I do with me, hmmm? WHAT.&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/12141932-113022805804524998?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/113022805804524998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=113022805804524998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113022805804524998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113022805804524998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-luck.html' title='What luck.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-113022079921957853</id><published>2005-10-25T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T01:20:52.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not supposed to be here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/8452/1024/chobits_20_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 2px solid rgb(255, 255, 255); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/8452/320/chobits_20_1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I found this on the PC. Well, it's not my PC but I thought the picture's really cute or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Posted by ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Anyway, I just thought I'd post the friendster message I sent to Chait recently as I know I would not remember it if I don't and I don't really wanna keep it somewhere else. Well, here goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px 5px 2px; font-size: 78%; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chait. babe. what would i do without you.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately i havent had any spare time for the bloody photography thing yet as i've been bloody busy helping my mom but at least it kept my mind occupied. rite. i'm otherwise fine. as fine as i could be. i'm falling apart. panic mode strikes and i'm telling you it's not good. but my ground is not shaken yet so i'm holding on. do i make any sense? my anger issue is getting worse. i blow up at the littlest thing. whatever. my problem is money. money money money. bloody brother is not providing any. i need a job but cant start anywhere or anything until after raya. mom's keeping me occupied with bloody preparations. most times i hate it. most times i feel so bloody sorry for everyone. most times i pretty much just hate everyone and everything and still able to keep everything to myself. ha bloody ha. i'm becoming more and more quiet. whats the bloody word for it? spend most of my times in my room on my bed reading. useless stuffs mostly. btw i saw estelle in magazine. i feel so empty babe. i dont know what i want anymore. or if i even want anything. i've lost my passion. i'm almost only existing. dont listen to me it'll make u bitter. i need a cold dark place to hibernate or something. shut myself away from the world. i have lost my reverie. i've even stopped writing in my journal. i should be writing some good things down here. lemme think of something.my mom is satisfied with me lately. thats about it. i've been thinking about that poison romeo took. i think it existed. a friend sent me an email and i swear my blood went cold. forget that. i thought i was doing pretty okay lately. but then i realized i didnt feel anything lately. so bloody detached. or maybe i'm just angry. anger is a pretty scary thing, you know.&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared, chait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So that's about it. I must have been really stressed out then. Don't even think about mentioning the 'D' word. It makes me shiver just to think about it. Pumpkin said I just snapped or something when I broke up with Nick (before getting back together) about two months ago. He said I need to seek help. I don't wanna seek help. I mean, I don't even trust those people! Whatever. I just wish I can really figure out what's going on in my head. How did Vince find out about this journal anyway? I have to ask him. And I still haven't asked Tyler for his new blog. I seem to be forgetting a fuckin lot of things lately. It's raining again. And I am suppose to go see Mr Patrick about classes and stuff. I hate this. But it's 2.31 pm now. I should really go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I read Vince's &lt;em&gt;"fruitful conversation"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;with God. Freakin hilarious. Ditto the Japanese (or was it some other) girl with her &lt;em&gt;"pussy page"&lt;/em&gt; haha. Ashruff just gave me another funny site. Well, he said it's the funniest shit to read online. I haven't even started yet. I really should go now. But I'm dreading this. What if he says no? Not Ashruff, Mr Patrick. Wait, where's Slick going with the flash drive now. I need to save the document. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Would you believe it, learning Sindarin is just like learning English, really. It even has adjectives and articles and stuff. No shit. But I still like it. I'm going way off track. Haha. You shouldn't be reading this. Go read this: &lt;a href="http://www.jasonmulgrew.com/"&gt;http://www.jasonmulgrew.com&lt;/a&gt; maybe you'll find it funny. Just my luck, Vince is not around and I need that site to the girl and her pussy page. Okay, not need. Want. Yay, Slick left me the flash drive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Hmm.. do I really wanna go and see Mr Patrick? I know I should. I only have until Friday and who knows what stuff he'll make me do? It might take a week or so to complete his &lt;em&gt;"tasks"&lt;/em&gt;. Bah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I seriously should go. That picture stuff is still confusing me and nobody's around to ask. I better get done with the Sindarin thing.&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/12141932-113022079921957853?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/113022079921957853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=113022079921957853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113022079921957853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/113022079921957853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-not-supposed-to-be-here.html' title='I&apos;m not supposed to be here.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-112368896847028680</id><published>2005-08-10T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T01:30:26.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick of this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I had a strange dream last nite. Strange. But nice. There was a guy in particular who reminded me of someone I couldn't quite put my finger on. There was a sense of familiarity around him. Like I've met him before. Which sounds really stupid cos it was just a dream. I woke up feeling weird, but I thought the day would unfold just fine. I was wrong because today people seem to find a reason to piss me off. And I can't fuckin get the bloody song I wanted. I'm sick of this. I meant to write something nice today but well, it just isn't my day today. And I'm heartbroken. I don't know why I bother with this journal when nobody else is reading this. I wish Pumpkin is here. I need to talk to him but he seems to be MIA these past few days. Not even answering the phone. I wonder what's going on with him. I wish he's not 3000 miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I have those pills.&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/12141932-112368896847028680?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/112368896847028680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=112368896847028680&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/112368896847028680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/112368896847028680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-sick-of-this.html' title='I&apos;m sick of this.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-111902546123667899</id><published>2005-06-18T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T01:53:53.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:120%;"  &gt;I didn't write for a month!! And Ty actually post comments. Aww.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:120%;"  &gt;I'm on MSN with Dav and as always he got nice stories. But I'm tooooooooooooo lazy to post the conversation. And he's gonna send me something from the US of A. Yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:120%;"  &gt;But lately I have not been in my best. Been weeks. Some kind of mental crisis or something. Thank goodness Pumpkin's always there. And oh, Alleyza got married. Suddenly. I can't get over it. And it's ridiculous but it bothers me. Hell of a lot. I don't bloody know why. I mean, I'm her &lt;strong&gt;bestfriend!&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, maybe the fact that she got married doesn't bother me as much as the fact that it was so sudden! She called me in the middle of the night earlier last week and said, "I'm sending you an invitation to my wedding." So heck, of course it was a major blow! I don't even know who the guy is, and for heaven's sake, she was (keyword: WAS) still Abang's girlfriend. So I had to be the damned messenger. I mean, Leyz doesn't want me to tell him, but Abang made me tell him. And his first respond was, "I wanna know why she didn't send me an invitation." Oh. Great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:120%;"  &gt;Billy's gonna buy his girl the new Perodua car. Neat. I don't even have a driving license yet. I'm getting seriously fed-up with my life AND myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:120%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:120%;"  &gt;Blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&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/12141932-111902546123667899?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/111902546123667899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=111902546123667899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111902546123667899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111902546123667899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-didnt-write-for-month-and-ty.html' title=''/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-111511702401840662</id><published>2005-05-03T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T02:06:16.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I've been so negative lately. And I'm currently hooked on this song by Liz Phair - Why Can't I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:120%;"  &gt;I've seriously lost interest in college. I've been losing interest in practically everything lately. The littlest thing gets to me. What is it about life that gets to you so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-111511702401840662?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/111511702401840662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=111511702401840662&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111511702401840662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111511702401840662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-is-it.html' title='what is it.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-111511252953903515</id><published>2005-05-03T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T02:11:13.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bullshit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I received this message in my email few days ago. Some old friend from school forwarded it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"You might be best friends one year,&lt;br /&gt;pretty good friends the next year,&lt;br /&gt;don't talk that often the next year,&lt;br /&gt;and don't want to talk at all the year after that.&lt;br /&gt;So, I just wanted to say,&lt;br /&gt;even if I never talk to you again in my life,&lt;br /&gt;you are special to me and you have made a difference&lt;br /&gt;in my life,&lt;br /&gt;I look up to you, respect you, and truly cherish&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;Send this to all your friends,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how often you talk,&lt;br /&gt;or how close you are,&lt;br /&gt;and send it to the person who sent it to you.&lt;br /&gt;Let old friends know you haven't forgotten them,&lt;br /&gt;and tell new friends you never will.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, everyone needs a friend,&lt;br /&gt;someday you might feel like you have NO FRIENDS at&lt;br /&gt;all,&lt;br /&gt;just remember this text.."&lt;/span&gt; blah.. blah.. blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I can't help but think that it is such a bullshit. Especially the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"even if I never talk to you again in my life, you are special to me and you have made a difference in my life, I look up to you, respect you, and truly cherish you. ."&lt;/span&gt; line. I mean, seriously. If you don't care enough to even stay in touch in the smallest, simplest way with a certain friend, would you rate that someone as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;"special and have made a difference" &lt;/em&gt;or someone you'd &lt;em&gt;"look up to and truly cherish" &lt;/em&gt;I say it's totally bullshit. One might not want to admit this, but heck I'd be more than happy to. Yeah, yeah.. life's a cliche, but bleah. There's no reason why we should resort to a total corniness shit like that. If you want that someone to know that they actually mean something to you, you don't send them emails that could be implying that you might ACTUALLY stop talking to them for good. There might be circumstances, right. But if you truly, and I mean, TRULY do cherish them as much as you say so, there shouldn't be a reason why you'd let them wonder why you'd stopped talking to them, rite. Whatever. It's such a stupid cliche. Total pyschological bullshit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And that email? Totally just some way out to forwarded emails. Shitness. Nobody loves anyone anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh. It's Alleyza's birthday today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-111511252953903515?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/111511252953903515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=111511252953903515&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111511252953903515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111511252953903515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/05/bullshit.html' title='bullshit.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-111399499763389918</id><published>2005-04-20T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T02:14:19.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashwin wrote..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I had the longest phone conversation with Ashwin the other day. I was supposed to call him, but he insisted to call instead. Talked hell of a lot of things. He writes mean stuff. I mean neat, though he tends to be a leetle bit on the bitter side. But he's neat. I can't find the others. Yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Angel Song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest Angel Yang,&lt;br /&gt;You're the light in my myesy life&lt;br /&gt;Without you by my side,&lt;br /&gt;I would rather die;&lt;br /&gt;For you're the answer to my prayers&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason I am here&lt;br /&gt;You take away my darkest fears&lt;br /&gt;You are my life&lt;br /&gt;And you are my saviour&lt;br /&gt;You are my angel in the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel Yang, oh, Angel Yang&lt;br /&gt;Walk with me 'till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;Angel Yang, oh, Angel Yang&lt;br /&gt;Ring my bell and play my chime&lt;br /&gt;Angel Yang, oh, Angel Yang&lt;br /&gt;Please hold my hand 'till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;Angel Yang, oh, Angel Yang&lt;br /&gt;(I) love you more than I thought I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me light and hope&lt;br /&gt;In all my darkest hours&lt;br /&gt;I thank you so my darling love&lt;br /&gt;For loving me&lt;br /&gt;You're my pride for the world to see&lt;br /&gt;When you're away&lt;br /&gt;How I long for you&lt;br /&gt;I cannot live without you&lt;br /&gt;Standing by my side&lt;br /&gt;For you are my better half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VYSIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once...&lt;br /&gt;I was down&lt;br /&gt;I was dead&lt;br /&gt;I was torn&lt;br /&gt;With so much hate&lt;br /&gt;And then she came&lt;br /&gt;She saved my life&lt;br /&gt;She gave me soul&lt;br /&gt;She gave me life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel Yang from up above&lt;br /&gt;The light in my dark&lt;br /&gt;My reason to live&lt;br /&gt;The cure from my pain&lt;br /&gt;The Beauty within&lt;br /&gt;An angel so sweet&lt;br /&gt;So selfless and kind&lt;br /&gt;Angel Yang, oh, Angel Yang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;She's wonderful&lt;br /&gt;She's all I want&lt;br /&gt;She's all I need&lt;br /&gt;She's my elixir&lt;br /&gt;And my panacea&lt;br /&gt;She's Godsent&lt;br /&gt;She's all pure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her love's so sweet&lt;br /&gt;It melts (me) to my feet&lt;br /&gt;Her soft warm touch&lt;br /&gt;Like the morning breeze&lt;br /&gt;She takes me there&lt;br /&gt;She brings me home&lt;br /&gt;I cannot live&lt;br /&gt;Without her smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRADLE OF PAIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart's so broke, my soul's so torn&lt;br /&gt;She left me here, she's far and gone&lt;br /&gt;I want to run, I want an end&lt;br /&gt;I need her smile, I need a friend&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost in pain, I'm goin' insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, love&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, love&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, love&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, love&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, love&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were all your words merely lies&lt;br /&gt;I'm drowning in (my) lonesome cries&lt;br /&gt;You're with the man you left before&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying here, sprawled on the floor&lt;br /&gt;I've lost the will, I cannot feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you find happiness&lt;br /&gt;May you find blissfullness&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to be your friend&lt;br /&gt;For you to hold and also to lend a hand&lt;br /&gt;May you find happiness&lt;br /&gt;May you find blissfullness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE'S SWEET SORROW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason, I'm the reason, I'm still alive today&lt;br /&gt;You only grow more beautiful with every passing day&lt;br /&gt;Oh my darling won't you tell me that you will surely stay&lt;br /&gt;You gave me meaning, gave me reason, you showed me the right way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now you've left me for another and I'm on my own&lt;br /&gt;But I'm happy to see you happy though I'm all alone&lt;br /&gt;Thank you darling for those times when my mind you had blown&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy longing for you, can you hear me groan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you left I've been a mess, I'm better off just dead&lt;br /&gt;Masochistic, I'm lying here with thorns on my bed &lt;em&gt;*this is one of my favorite lines*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plagued and sickened by those bloody voices in my head&lt;br /&gt;I cannot function, I cannot sleep, I got this funny walking gait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I sit writing this song, trying to get over you&lt;br /&gt;First comes love and then comes pain, there's nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;All I hope for my skies to one day become blue&lt;br /&gt;Will you mend my heart if I were to give you some glue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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/12141932-111399499763389918?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/111399499763389918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=111399499763389918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111399499763389918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111399499763389918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/04/ashwin-wrote.html' title='Ashwin wrote..'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-111398724053189625</id><published>2005-04-20T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T02:21:31.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;jbasil: lets go to a happy place and have sex&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;" &gt;brice: hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;" &gt;brice: john, i might put that in my blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;" &gt;brice: lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;jbasil: hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;jbasil: go ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;" &gt;brice: i will too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;" &gt;brice: lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;jbasil: I only say it because I mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;jbasil: :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;" &gt;brice: ;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;jbasil: *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;jbasil: :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;" &gt;brice: *HUGS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;" &gt;brice: thats how you hug someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;That was how my short conversation with John went last nite. Seriously non-productive. Maybe I'm retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-111398724053189625?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/111398724053189625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=111398724053189625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111398724053189625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111398724053189625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/04/jbasil-lets-go-to-happy-place-and-have.html' title=''/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-111383736839854405</id><published>2005-04-19T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T02:41:22.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>neat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;I found this on the computer. Somebody probably put it here few days ago. I just thought I'd put this up. *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;What else can you say when you win your second Oscar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"I'm just a girl from a trailer park with a dream." -Hilary Swank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, for those watching this snore of an Oscar cast (was it me, or did there only seem to be five movies nominated?), Ms. Swank thought of so much to say they had to shoo her off the stage with music cues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Force is all conquering, but its victories are short-lived. -Abraham Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were whenfirst your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty, still(Sonnet 104)-William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would often be sorry if our wishes were gratified. -Aesop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile well and often. It makes people wonder what you've been up to. -Satchel Paige&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The easiest way for your children to learn about money is for you not to have any.-Katharine Whitehorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that. -Martin Luther King, Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts do not cease to exist because they are ignored.-Aldous Huxley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it. -Goethe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prophecy is many times the principal cause of the events foretold. -Thomas Hobbes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.-Robert Frost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is good to have money and the things that money can buy, but it's good, too, to check up once in a while and make sure you haven't lost the things that money can't buy.-George Horace Lorimer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything too stupid to be spoken is sung.-Voltaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The multitude of books is making us ignorant.-Voltaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a teacher but an awakener.-Robert Frost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;In memorium, Vic Sussman (1939-2004). Friend, husband, father, author, editor, broadcaster, iconoclast and Internet pioneer. He spoke truth to power.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to John M for sharing this quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little patience, and we shall see the reign of witches pass over, their spells dissolve, and the people, recovering their true sight, restore their government to its true principles. It is true that in the meantime we are suffering deeply in spirit, and incurring the horrors of a war and long oppressions of enormous public debt.... If the game runs sometimes against us at home we must have patience till luck turns, and then we shall have an opportunity of winning back the principles we have lost, for this is a game where principles are at stake. (1798 after passage of the Alien and Sedition Act) -Thomas Jefferson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Yes, the quote this week is rather long winded but then Jefferson lived in the age of pen, not the television, and so was not enslaved by the sound byte.&lt;br /&gt;Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.-Winston Churchill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the voting that's democracy; it's the counting.-Tom Stoppard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you cannot convince them, confuse them. -Harry S. Truman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe those who are seeking the truth. Doubt those who find it. -Andre Gide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Reality cannot be ignored except at a price; and the longer the ignorance is persisted in, the higher and more terrible becomes the price that must be paid.&lt;br /&gt;-Aldous Huxley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;"It's all right to lack convictions than to be blind to your mistakes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;- Ashley Brice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-111383736839854405?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/111383736839854405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=111383736839854405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111383736839854405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111383736839854405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/04/neat.html' title='neat'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-111392804324659908</id><published>2005-04-18T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T03:11:28.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today in history (...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Apr 18 1955&lt;br /&gt;Nobel Prize recipient Albert Einstein dies in his hospital bed from a ruptured aortic aneurysm. Seven hours later, his brain is plunked into a jar of formalin and taken away by the pathologist. It will remain missing for 23 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I found out about the site from Leo. It's really neat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-111392804324659908?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/111392804324659908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=111392804324659908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111392804324659908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111392804324659908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/04/today-in-history.html' title='Today in history (...)'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-111339962499052510</id><published>2005-04-14T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T03:15:32.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's his 27th birthday today. I thought about calling him, but considering the condition of my phone, I changed my mind. Besides, I don't know if he'd appreciate it or would just be plain rude to me - like last time. Of course, he didn't know then that it was me. And I have changed my phone number, but after all these years, he still has that effect on me. I saw him (or thought I did) two years ago and my heart just skipped a thousand beat. It must've been him, since it had that effect on me. I might sms him another later, and hopefully he gets it. 11 years and he still melts me. Tyler said, "Time to move on?"&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I am too much of a wuss to do so. I do not know if I am still in love with him. Or whatever. But he's still here. He still has that effect on me.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-111339962499052510?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/111339962499052510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=111339962499052510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111339962499052510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111339962499052510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/04/his-birthday.html' title='His birthday.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-111337597532424739</id><published>2005-04-14T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T03:24:57.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know what happened.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am so darn sleepy but I still have some work to do. Ain't that sucks. I spent 10 minutes writing (okay, typing) for the first entry and it just vanished (BEFORE I could save it). I've finally decided not to go for the movie. I'd just apologize to Peter later.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand one thing, though. I answered a question but the answer appeared for the a different question. I must've messed up something. I am new at this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Hungry. Time to eat something (at last).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-111337597532424739?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/111337597532424739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=111337597532424739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111337597532424739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111337597532424739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-dont-know-what-happened.html' title='I don&apos;t know what happened.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-111338672093755697</id><published>2005-04-14T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T03:29:03.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a peachy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; u're back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; sandman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; yeah... been awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; yep.. to help with the insomnia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; i think the problem might be psychologic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;al &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; can be rectified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; hopefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; I s'pose you do have an idea as to the underlying cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; that's the thing. I don't, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; could it be physiological then ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; could be both *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; good way to lose weight tho'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; but something's nagging. seriously nagging at my guts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; ah, rite. i've been losing major appetite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; pain.... feeling... instinct..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; this isn't good, thou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; don't sound good alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; because i don't lose appetite. not with foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; so when i do, there's got to be some major screw up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; depression maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; i'm afraid to even utter the word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; gawd! sound suspiciously like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;@cOLesLow_sEpihrOth^_^&gt; zzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; you could try borrowing some of cOLesLow_sEpihrOth^_^ 's zzzzzzz :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; you're scaring me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; I'm sorry lil'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; but it does sound bad tho'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;* +littlelittle sighs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; and if u notice my obsession with the word 'little' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; has it anything to do with recent happenings ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; i used it more than a hundred times for my nicks already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; i am not really sure. that's the thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; i can't really figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; shows how low your self esteem has gotten :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; aih~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; i'm scared now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; chin up lil' ... it can't get any lower. Just believe in yourself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; thanks. you're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a peach&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. it can, thou. but i'd rather not dwell on th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; time's a great healer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; i s'pose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt; +littlelittle&gt; hope it helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; so how d'you kill those waking hours ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; i read. i play with my little yellow ball. watch tv. i do all sorts of things i can find in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; but i never did get to do the one thing i wanted to do. re-decorate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; good way to distract'em thoughts I'd say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; how'd you plan on the decor ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; yeah. i just wish i could really get around to decorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; i have no idea as yet. my room's darn small. and i mean small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; hmm.. you can prolly start with moving furnitures ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; can't do. the arrangement at the moment is the best i could get to have some free space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; renting eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; yerp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; that's another depressing thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; urg! I know how it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; what's the charges like ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; little less reasonable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; but it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; if it's near your place of work then that would make up for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; it's near the college. as you know, it takes the priority&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; mhmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; otherwise mom would kill me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; and then bring me back to clean up the mess. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; thought you're on semester break now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; we dont actually have semester break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; oh..ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;@`Des&gt; gets kinda confusing after a while :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;vogok&gt;&lt;vogok&gt;&lt;vogok&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;+littlelittle&gt; desy: i know. that's why most times i dont bother talking to others abt college. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/vogok&gt;&lt;/vogok&gt;&lt;/vogok&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;That was as far as it got. And then I got distracted. I am very bad at keeping a conversation going. Neat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-111338672093755697?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/111338672093755697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=111338672093755697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111338672093755697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111338672093755697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/04/peachy.html' title='a peachy.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-111338618453177121</id><published>2005-04-14T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T03:32:41.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It rains.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's raining now. I've been sitting in front of the computer for.. 4 hours 7 minutes and 45 seconds. 46.. 47.. 48... 49.. 50.. 51.. 52.. 53.. 54.. 55.. 56.. 57.. 58.. 59.. and 5 Hours!!&lt;br /&gt;Big deal. I just realised that I have a more serious sleeping problem. Lately. Maybe Psychological. Or maybe it's just the hormones. I realised I am afraid to go to sleep at night. Not afraid, afraid. More like, I feel like if I go to sleep, I'd miss out on something huge. Something major. Talk about paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;I still have some major re-decorating job to do with my room. I am not even halfway through. I have to find out what exactly is it that I have been so darn busy with that I am not getting enough sleep yet not getting any work done either. JJ said I should go see a shrink. Actually, he said, "I think you should seek some help." Which sounds worse. To me, that is. A friend suggested seeking the sandman to help with my insomnia. I do have great friends after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-111338618453177121?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/111338618453177121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=111338618453177121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111338618453177121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111338618453177121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/04/it-rains.html' title='It rains.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-111338183312267197</id><published>2005-04-14T07:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T03:42:20.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seriously.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I gave up on the photos. Adk was giving me ajaran sesat. I tried for a while but it just won't work with me. So whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12141932-111338183312267197?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/111338183312267197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=111338183312267197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111338183312267197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111338183312267197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/04/seriously.html' title='seriously.'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12141932.post-111337974448183898</id><published>2005-04-14T07:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T03:48:11.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Extraversion&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Some people like lots of stimulation; they want people around them, activity and excitement, whilst others prefer to be able to focus on things in a calm and quiet environment. Most people prefer a blend of the two extremes and your answers suggest that you are quite comfortable in either situation. You can probably cope with things being a bit hectic or a bit quiet but, like most people, you may find extremes in either direction uncomfortable or annoying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Some people make decisions very easily and tend not to worry about them before or afterwards while, at the other extreme, some people are so careful and cautious that the decisions never get made! Taking a cautious approach can be a good thing (do you want to fly with a pilot that is so free from worry and concern that she never checks her controls and instruments and doesn't bother to communicate with air-traffic control?) and you seem to have described yourself as someone who does tend to be quite cautious and careful. This can be very important in detailed work or areas were mistakes can have a major cost although you may find yourself avoiding risks and many cautious people wish they were bolder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Openness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While some people like experimenting with new things and ideas, others prefer traditional methods and taking a very practical approach to problems.&lt;br /&gt;Your answers suggest that you may be reluctant at times to consider new approaches and ways of doing things, but that you understand the value of tried and proven methods and of lessons that have already been learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agreeableness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people want to be able to get on with others but to some it is the most important thing in the world, whilst others are quite happy to upset someone else if it means that things get done.&lt;br /&gt;Your answers suggest that you can be firm with people when you need to be but that getting on with others is still important to you. Like most people you would rather avoid conflict but are not prepared to put up with being treated badly by others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Conscientiousness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people like everything to be well planned, tidy and organised, whilst others prefer to deal with things as they come up and appear to work in absolute chaos.&lt;br /&gt;Your answers suggest that you don't like having things too structured or being tied down and you can cope quite well without having to have everything organised. This may make it hard to find things at times or for colleagues to know where you are or what you are doing, but you probably find coping with the unexpected (the things your colleagues didn't plan for!) easier than many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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/12141932-111337974448183898?l=itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/feeds/111337974448183898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12141932&amp;postID=111337974448183898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111337974448183898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12141932/posts/default/111337974448183898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itstartswithmogwai.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-results.html' title='My Results'/><author><name>ItStartsWithMogwai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490268342574497496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sohZIS76138/Sm6Au36FNtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ndSyKnReNWE/S220/enma+ai%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
