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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-2693270405875186149</id><published>2010-04-19T02:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T02:27:11.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can we bring yesterday around</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NzVML_LcvyA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NzVML_LcvyA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;It was so easy last night&lt;br /&gt;Should have been strong, yeah I lied&lt;br /&gt;Nobody gets me like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know everything changes&lt;br /&gt;All the cities and faces&lt;br /&gt;But I know how I feel about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we bring yesterday back around&lt;br /&gt;'cause I know how I feel about you now&lt;br /&gt;I was dumb, I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I let you down&lt;br /&gt;But I know how I feel about you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that it takes is one more chance&lt;br /&gt;Don't let our last kiss to be our last&lt;br /&gt;Give me tonight, and I'll show you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know everything changes,&lt;br /&gt;I don't care where it takes us&lt;br /&gt;but I know how I feel about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we bring yesterday back around&lt;br /&gt;'cause I know how I feel about you now&lt;br /&gt;I was dumb, I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I let you down&lt;br /&gt;But I know how I feel about you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a day passed me by, not a day passed me by&lt;br /&gt;That I don't think about you&lt;br /&gt;And there's no moving on, 'cause I know that you're the one&lt;br /&gt;And I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can we bring yesterday back around&lt;br /&gt;'cause I know how I feel about you now&lt;br /&gt;I was dumb, I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I let you down&lt;br /&gt;But I know how I feel about you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh can we bring yesterday back around&lt;br /&gt;'cause I know how I feel about you now&lt;br /&gt;I was dumb, I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I let you down&lt;br /&gt;But I know how I feel about you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I know how I feel about you now&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know how I feel about you now &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-2693270405875186149?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/2693270405875186149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=2693270405875186149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Ashes</title><content type='html'>It's been 144 days since my last post, holy shit man! Thats really really long! Although I might have failed my math, i tried and best and counted a few times over so the real number cant be that far off (given that i wrong la)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, wassup with the revival? Im absolutely certain this blog gets no traffic anymore but thats fine. I'm too lazy to write but I need to place to deposit my thoughts, make sense of everything, put it into words and stay sane in these trying times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying my best to get into a local U anyway, ain't got no money to go overseas study T.T, even if I work/save like fuck by the time I can go I damn old alr.. Sad huh, but that's life la, my sister is happily studying in Sheffield and eating up more than 60 000 SGD of our family's money a year. It's alr her 2nd year there and when my turn comes (which is soon if not now) there will be no more money for me to go overseas for further education. Not that I absolutely have to but my results suck and going overseas to like shitville Australia will give me a wider choice of courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBCCU Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pharmacy, please take me.. Please..&lt;br /&gt;Psychology, take me otherwise.. Please..&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I particulary like words starting with P unless they all sound like Phuck, though.&lt;br /&gt;Yes my grammar is bad, I like run on sentences like the one I am about to type, oh and I also like being completely and entirely and definitely rrrrandddom. This is what blogging is about anyway isn't it. Just rant, let the mind talk and the fingers walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intended for this to be a really long post, to like cover everything I been doing in the past MONTHS but hey, my memory is pretty bad and I remember bits &amp;amp; pieces of stuff here and there. I'll probably cover the exciting bits about my army life (if there is any) in the next post in a couple hours from now.. Right now it's time to hit the showers and shower away the sticky feeling you get when you spend a day near the shoreline eeewwww...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-3168768675680456255?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/3168768675680456255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=3168768675680456255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3168768675680456255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3168768675680456255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-from-ashes.html' title='Back from the Ashes'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-7572861604916024319</id><published>2009-10-30T13:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T13:14:57.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Sup2E_Em-pI/AAAAAAAABIE/-dVpFNurFaw/s1600-h/BAP08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Sup2E_Em-pI/AAAAAAAABIE/-dVpFNurFaw/s320/BAP08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398256931379280530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Sup2EoLd2KI/AAAAAAAABH8/FwEElN6rncs/s1600-h/tn_tri-wood-saddle-plugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Sup2EoLd2KI/AAAAAAAABH8/FwEElN6rncs/s320/tn_tri-wood-saddle-plugs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398256925234026658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-7572861604916024319?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/7572861604916024319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=7572861604916024319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/7572861604916024319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/7572861604916024319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2009/10/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Sup2E_Em-pI/AAAAAAAABIE/-dVpFNurFaw/s72-c/BAP08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-2949085538797969614</id><published>2009-10-30T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T02:32:01.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pain is secondary'/><title type='text'>The Great Expansion Project</title><content type='html'>Enter the world of flesh tunnels and ear plugs, no, not the kind to keep the sound out, but those you wear in a stretched ear piercing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I sport a 3mm and 1mm tunnel, lols, on the left and right ear respectively. I hope to expand these to 16mm each by March '10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we go, on the expansion project :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-2949085538797969614?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/2949085538797969614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=2949085538797969614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/2949085538797969614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/2949085538797969614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2009/10/great-expansion-project.html' title='The Great Expansion Project'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-1504411840228695699</id><published>2009-07-11T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:55:11.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Pimp Your Bike</title><content type='html'>Step 1: Get a bike. Beg, buy, borrow, or steal works really well here. In my case, I won't tell you how I got the bike but it's probably not one of the B-words. I mean bastard, bitch, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2: Assess the condition of the fucking bike and see if it's worth it. If it's not worth it. Like the bike will just be pimped-shit after you pimp it, then throw the bike out of the window as long as you're not living on the ground floor and start over at Step 1 again. If and only if, the bike is worth the effort, like there's some good ass Haro frame on it, which in the case of mine, is a decent &lt;a href="http://www.harobikes.com/bmx/tab2_subNav4.php"&gt;Z-series&lt;/a&gt; frame with an F/X-series stem, whee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 3: Strip the bike like you would a hot girl. Or guy if you're gay. P.S. I'm gay. Anyway, by strip we mean dismantle, strip everything you can especially if the bike looks as ugly as this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SivxYoep2BI/AAAAAAAABGY/qrNlPkih5GU/s1600-h/DSC02196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SivxYoep2BI/AAAAAAAABGY/qrNlPkih5GU/s400/DSC02196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344630788290369554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SivxYMF6J3I/AAAAAAAABGQ/p9co20x2PyU/s1600-h/DSC02195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SivxYMF6J3I/AAAAAAAABGQ/p9co20x2PyU/s400/DSC02195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344630780670388082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please bear with the rather lousy pictures, I lost my phone cable (or at least I thought I did) a long time ago and I stopped taking pictures altogether because there'd be nowhere to transfer them to anyway so I thought I'd just not take photos. And.. what that led to were really dirty lenses, which is kinda only cleaned after I was done assembling the bike. You'll realise the difference in the pictures you will see towards the end. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 4: Aight so the bike is nude and everything. Great. Great world to live in. Basically your gonna be exercising your memory a bit in remembering exactly which screw goes where, after you've dismantled the bike, so that you can actually put the bike back together when your done. It's not an easy task and could be challenging especially with rusty nuts and bolts.. more so if ur memory sucks. So you want to sand down all the ugliness of the bike, take all that shit paint, dirt, grime and dust away. Take it all away. Too bad there's no magic formula, no acid wash, acetone bath or anything that could really solve your problems in one shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SleAqcTSxGI/AAAAAAAABHA/UHKXvbOzgoQ/s1600-h/DSC02205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SleAqcTSxGI/AAAAAAAABHA/UHKXvbOzgoQ/s400/DSC02205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356891748420469858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what you should do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Clean the bike. Thoroughly. If you've got an abrasive cloth, this is the best time to use it. But always ask mum first because it's gonna come up really dirty. Otherwise, an old scouring pad or steel wool would work just fine.&lt;br /&gt;-While the bike is still wet, it's time to bring in the big boys, sandpaper! As always, we go from a a higher grain sandpaper to a lower one, basically 4 types of sandpaper with varying grits, if the frame of the bike, the handlebars, and the fork look really uneven with bumps of uneven paint, with dirt and whatnot stuck to it, you might want to get extra coarse sandpaper for TRULY EFFICIENT removal of it. Other than that, go from medium grit (P50), to low grit(P120) to fine grit(P200). I think anything beyond P200 will kind of have no effect on the bike unless you sand it continuously for like about 2 years, maybe longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Keep at it. Keep sanding. This is hard work but the more effort and time you spend at this stage, the better your bike is going to turn out to to be, not only in terms of looks but also in terms of lifespan of your paintjob. A good sandjob allows for a great paintjob. Yeah quote me, I think it sounds quite stupid actually but its actually true. When all your fingers and tendons in your hand are like fucked from sanding, (this could take about 4-6 hours for the entire bike depending on your work rate and whether you take smoke breaks), you can see yourself in the frame of the bike, then your good to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Sld9WdOztQI/AAAAAAAABG4/qPwXAhJYDE8/s1600-h/DSC02199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Sld9WdOztQI/AAAAAAAABG4/qPwXAhJYDE8/s400/DSC02199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356888106537825538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SivxZMtGIZI/AAAAAAAABGo/vWU-oLI02bQ/s1600-h/DSC02200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SivxZMtGIZI/AAAAAAAABGo/vWU-oLI02bQ/s400/DSC02200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344630798014620050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea it's shiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 5: YES FINALLY I GET TO SHAKE THAT CANCAN AND SPRAY THAT SHIT! Yes you heard it, finally something gets to be sprayed, but it's not the paint yet. It's the anti-rust primer.&lt;br /&gt;If you want the science, basically acrylic paints dun adhere well to smooth (relatively) surfaces and this also means that unless an extremely thin coat of paint is applied, the paint will actually drip off the frame like honey off end of the spoon, creating drips which, unless intended, can turn out quite unsightly. I'm not saying that even if you intended for there to be drips, it would look nice though. So anyway, primer's are also known as powder coats and basically they make the surface of the bike a lot rougher on the microscopic level and create plenty of sites for which the next coat of paint can really bind to. Primers nowadays also confer anti-rusting properties to whatever they're sprayed on (but it doesn't work on brains) so why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SivxY1mKrDI/AAAAAAAABGg/ShtFCDUsHy4/s1600-h/DSC02202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SivxY1mKrDI/AAAAAAAABGg/ShtFCDUsHy4/s400/DSC02202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344630791811542066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SivxZA3aJrI/AAAAAAAABGw/93XeQWTngVk/s1600-h/DSC02203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SivxZA3aJrI/AAAAAAAABGw/93XeQWTngVk/s400/DSC02203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344630794836649650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah primer is cool. Just don't forget to mask off all the joinings so you'll still be able to join parts at the, yeah, joinings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 6: Spray on the real paint. Be patient about it, thin coats are the best way to end up with a great lookin' bike. This is probably the most fun part about pimpin' your bike as you get to see the whole pimp process in front of your own eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SleAsKeKdrI/AAAAAAAABHI/Duz0BlhZIig/s1600-h/DSC02219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SleAsKeKdrI/AAAAAAAABHI/Duz0BlhZIig/s400/DSC02219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356891777993963186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 7: Make it pimp and enjoy ridin' it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SleBiRe8eHI/AAAAAAAABHo/EqRjiKAmcz4/s1600-h/DSC02220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SleBiRe8eHI/AAAAAAAABHo/EqRjiKAmcz4/s400/DSC02220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356892707589224562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SleBH3QJpNI/AAAAAAAABHg/JQLNvYt6tDI/s1600-h/DSC02222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SleBH3QJpNI/AAAAAAAABHg/JQLNvYt6tDI/s400/DSC02222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356892253871252690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;And that's it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SivxYoep2BI/AAAAAAAABGY/qrNlPkih5GU/s1600-h/DSC02196.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-1504411840228695699?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/1504411840228695699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=1504411840228695699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/1504411840228695699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/1504411840228695699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-to-pimp-your-bike.html' title='How To Pimp Your Bike'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SivxYoep2BI/AAAAAAAABGY/qrNlPkih5GU/s72-c/DSC02196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-3859238721034660929</id><published>2009-06-21T03:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T03:31:28.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIZ AGAIN FUCKING BORED</title><content type='html'>Random Questions About You:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spell your name without vowels: GFFRYNG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color do you wear most?: Black cos I like black, black looks good, lookin' good means no dandruff.. I use CLEAR, but my name is not Rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Least favorite color?: Can't think of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?: The ceiling fan and my sister in the shower. Yes it's 3am she just came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with your life right now?: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite class in school?: Recess, free period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you outgoing: Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pair of shoes?: C-Mon Kypski Dunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you wish you were right now?: In bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CANS:&lt;br /&gt;Can you dance? I'm secretly Moose.&lt;br /&gt;Can you tie a cherry stem with your mouth? I doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;Can you whistle? Kind of.&lt;br /&gt;Write with both hands? Yes, but legible or not I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Walk with your toes curled? Yea why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DO'S:&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there is life on other planets?: Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in miracles?: It's all luck.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in magic?: They are a set of good tricks and illusions. But don't defy the laws of science so nothing really magical here.&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight?: I believe in love before sight even.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there's a Santa?: Yes but he's dead.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in Santa?: Not anymore because he's dead.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to swim?: I swim like a dog.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like roller coasters?: Yes, the barbecue flavoured one. Their cheese not so nice.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you could handle the stuff they eat on those reality shows?: Of course. Lobster salad, roast beef, crab pie, what's not to like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HAVES:&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane?: Ya. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked someone out?: Ya -__-"&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been asked out by someone?: Ya -____-"&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to the ocean?: I guess so.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever painted your nails?: Always accidentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WHATS:&lt;br /&gt;What is the temperature outside?: Hot is all you need to know.&lt;br /&gt;What radio station do you listen to?: Howard Stern.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last restaurant you ate at?:McDonald's Fast Food Restaurant at 5am but I didn't exactly eat there.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you bought?: A cup of bubble tea from a bubble tea shop (duh) beside the library.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing on TV you watched?: Shao Lin Shan Bing or smth.. My mum was watching and the TV happens to be in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WHOS:&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you IM'd?: You know all this talk about last this last that, makes me feel like I'm dead already and I thought they'ld leave it at that in the previous section but NO. They wanna continue probing the poor dead man. So I IM'D WHITE BOY JIAN NAN, OK??&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you took a picture of?: JON SUNG.&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you said I love you to?: CHERYL.  (HAHA HF) OK LA JIAN NAN LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRYING SECTION:&lt;br /&gt;Ever really cried your heart out?: no.&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried yourself to sleep?: no&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried on your friend's shoulder?: no&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried over the opposite sex?: No.&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry when you get an injury?: no&lt;br /&gt;Do certain songs make you cry?: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;Are you a happy person?: Again??! No.&lt;br /&gt;What can make you happy?: Seeing Chang PC's face in the orbituaries tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you were happier?: Yea, I wish that a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Can music make you happy?: Temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you had your heart broken?: Less than I can count with my toes and feet.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved someone so much that you'd die for them?: I'd die for lots of people man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT ME.&lt;br /&gt;What is your current hair color?: A weird colour. Bu hei bu he.&lt;br /&gt;Current piercings?: Head piercing.&lt;br /&gt;Have any tattoos?: No, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;Eye color?: Blacker than black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN A BOY/GIRL:&lt;br /&gt;Favorite eye color: Light brown? More like grey but where the fuck do I find her?&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair: I'm secretly a short hair lover. I noe it's fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;Height: 155-170? It's cool man.&lt;br /&gt;Best clothing: Ofc nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;Been to jail: Almost.&lt;br /&gt;Mooned someone: No idea.&lt;br /&gt;Laughed so hard you cried: Yes defnitely.&lt;br /&gt;Cried in school: No?&lt;br /&gt;Thrown up in a store: Sadly, no. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Done something really stupid that you still laugh at today: Yes many things in fact.&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping: No one sexy to go with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS OR THAT&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: COKE DEFINITELY, UNLESS I WANT TO DO THE CLASSIC AHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: MACS FOR FRIES. BK FOR ONION RINGS AND FRIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates: GROUP DATES ARE FOR LOSERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: CHOCOLATE DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries or Blueberries: BLUEBERRIES. I WAS NVR A STRAWBERRY GUY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meat or Veggies: IM SRSLY FUCKING TIRED SO IT'S GONNA BE ALL CAPS NOW. MEAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV or Movie: MOVIE OFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar or Drums?: BOTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike: NIKE  &gt; ADIDAS 1 SWOOSH IS BETTER THAN 3 STRIPES, DUHH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese or Mexican: WTF? MAXIKEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios or Corn Flakes: CHEERIOS LOOK LIKE THEY COULD FUCK UP MY DIGESTIVE SYSTEM MORE THAN IT ALREADY IT SO CHEERIOS DEFINITELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cake or Pie: WHICHEVER IS NICER COS BOTH CAN REALLY SUCK OR REALLY ROCK. IT RLY DEPENDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTV or VH1: H1M1 TV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-3859238721034660929?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/3859238721034660929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=3859238721034660929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3859238721034660929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3859238721034660929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2009/06/quiz-again-fucking-bored.html' title='QUIZ AGAIN FUCKING BORED'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-6278542703342241240</id><published>2009-06-21T02:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T02:52:35.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays are ending so, fuck me.</title><content type='html'>Haha Yayness, I now know where to find quizzes to keep this blog alive, and it's real quick-n-easy. Not a just-add-water microwaveable product, but a just-go-to-facebook and steal thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes a really random quiz I found under HF's compendium of quizzes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you do if you are in the bathroom with a beetle flying around?&lt;br /&gt;Spray hot water at it, that's what I do with all flying things in my bathroom, except ghosts. I trying to cajole those into entering my shampoo bottles so that I can wash my hair with essence of ghosts. I heard it was really good for the scalp anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you do if you hear a song you like playing on the radio when you are all alone in the room?&lt;br /&gt;I change my favourite song to another song so that I can continue waiting for my favourite song to come on again. Works everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You want to speak to your crush badly. What is your pick up line?&lt;br /&gt;You know, I had a ball fall today lucky I was able to conjure an image of you picking me up, and then I picked myself up. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you do if all your friends hate a particular band that you love?&lt;br /&gt;Tell them that they're dumb because that's what the band set out to do, make people loathe them and so they're just falling for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you do when you trip and fall in front of many people?&lt;br /&gt;Don't get up, lie there and twitch occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You forgot to do your multiple-choice question homework (the one whereby you have to choose 1 out of 4 options given to you as your answer) and your class starts in 5 minutes. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;Complete them since there are only 2 questions to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You have bad breath and someone speaks to you. How do you react?&lt;br /&gt;Give them a nice hardcore kiss so that both of you now have bad breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You just finished gym and after a shower, you drop your underpants on the wet floor. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;Feel very good that your waterproof underwear is finally beginning to pay dividends and just dust the water off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you do if a personality quiz says that you have a lousy personality as your result?&lt;br /&gt;Proclaim the test as 100% accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your friend gave you the worst gift you have ever received and asks: Do you like it? How do you react?&lt;br /&gt;I say FUCK, NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.(Continued from question 10) What are you really thinking secretly inside?&lt;br /&gt;Should have just given me the 10cents you used to buy this you dumbfuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A hot guy/girl keeps looking at you while you are on the bus. What are you secretly thinking inside?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Do I look like his father/brother/friend who just passed away?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Does my dick look big like this? *Repositions* Oh, oh my, I forgot to zip, no wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-6278542703342241240?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/6278542703342241240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=6278542703342241240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/6278542703342241240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/6278542703342241240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2009/06/holidays-are-ending-so-fuck-me.html' title='Holidays are ending so, fuck me.'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-8642109545481356469</id><published>2009-06-13T02:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T04:46:07.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA IM SO BORED</title><content type='html'>A is for &lt;strong&gt;Alson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you love this person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO! He tried to spoil my bike(s) yesterday by ramming the bike I lent him into the one i was cycling. Not fun and definitely not funny.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Is this person your enemy?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;When he is feeding other people tiles in mahjong or doing stupid, risky stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Would you hug this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;He's always trying to hug me man, wtf. And it's always like after we play ball. And no I don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is for&lt;strong&gt; Bryon &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What do you really think of this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Bryon is a nice guy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What’s his/her favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Probably pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Ever danced with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;No, fuck. But happy birthday Su Xiao Di!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C is for &lt;strong&gt;CHERYL xDDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What do you think of this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Cheryl is the coolest 14 year old I know man. Seriously. And this answers the last question, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) How far does this person live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honestly, I dunno the distance from Tampines to Sengkang!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) How old is he/she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;5 + 3(9-6) = 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D is for &lt;strong&gt;Dan Gold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How long have you known him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1 year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you like this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I think he's a fucking amazin tattoo artist as well as graffiti artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you hate this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;What the fuck is this man? If i didn't say no in the previous question that means no here and if I said yes in the previous question it also means no here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E is for &lt;strong&gt;Esther, hahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you met their parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, not really.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Worst thing about this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Plays ball in uniform after school and is really a dirty pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Best thing about this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Hangs out late at the top floor of multi-storey carparks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F is for &lt;strong&gt;Faith (I really don't know anyone else whose name starts wif F other than my own (fucker))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you ever dated this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, Han Feng would have me drawn, flayed and quartered.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) When is the next time you will see him/her?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;When June Holidays are over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you go to school with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yes, in fact, I do, unless you're referring to the journey to school itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G is for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you heard this person sing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Lols not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What's his/her pet's name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;She doesn't have a pet! But she does like to give things name, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Will he/she repost this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I doubt, but she will surely be reading this some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H is for &lt;strong&gt;Hu else other than Han Feng&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you met their parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yes! His dad likes to hang out at the garden near KKCC, and his mum is just a nice woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Worst thing about this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;He's got more than a thing for small-sized girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Best thing about this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;He's as guai lan as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is for &lt;strong&gt;Isaac, the once-white boy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What is this person's favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Probably the fried rice cooked by Wesley's favourite aunty, also at KKCC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) How did you meet this person?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whilst balling and owning noobs until he came along and owned me :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you trust him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Too white to be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J is for&lt;strong&gt; JIAN NAN the still-white boy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) They have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yes, 2 sisters! Big sis and Bigger sis! Bigger sis is the nice one, big sis is the bitch one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you know their favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HAHA, HUI YIIIIIII GUO QU TONG KU DE XIANG SI WANG BU LIAAAOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What would you do if they confessed they liked you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He does it on a daily basis and basically and I just tell him I do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K is for &lt;strong&gt;Kenneth ANG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How old were you when you first met?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sec 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you like him/her as a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;He's ok la, a bit kee siao oso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Would you go to disney world with this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I don't even wanna go to disney world man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L is for &lt;strong&gt;Leonard SOH, brother of BRYON SOH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Is this person older than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;No, in fact, he is younger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Is this person single?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yes for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) How many times do you talk to them in a week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It ranges from everyday to none at all in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M is for &lt;strong&gt;Marcus otherwise known as MAMKER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How old were you when you first met?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sec 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Whats his/hers pets name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;He only got girls man, no pets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Ever danced with this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Lols I think it has happened before, but not tango, more like dance-off, lame moves allowed only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N is for &lt;strong&gt;Nabehpuacheebye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How old were you when you first met the person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sec 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you like this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YES OF COURSE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What would you do if you had never met this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I would kill myself because my life would be empty and I'd never be able to express myself adequately without this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O is for &lt;strong&gt;Ou-yong Chee Bai Roy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Are you related?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Could you live with this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fuck, no.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What school do they go to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Special school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P is for &lt;strong&gt;Priscilla (I really can't think of any1 else except Ping Teck maybe?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you been to the mall with this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yea lols.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) How about a sleepover with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Does this person have a job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not sure if she still works at KRTC man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q is for &lt;strong&gt;Qian Ye, muahahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Do you know if this person is having/had a relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I don't, am I missing something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) How did you know this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;BALLING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Does she like mathematics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope not. But I think so. Actually, I'm really not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R is for &lt;strong&gt;Rachel Lai otherwise known as RAIRAI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you heard this person sing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;No sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Will she/he repost this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I think I didn't even tell her I have a fucking blog sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When does this person look best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Naked? I dunno man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S is for &lt;strong&gt;Suvichak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Is this person taller than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, hehe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you enjoy spending time with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haha yeah, he's damn horny also and is one of the best jokers around lols. Plus, he's got the moves man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Is this person your friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Of course la, what kinda dumbfuck question is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T is for &lt;strong&gt;Tsun Leung from Hong Keung&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What grade is this person in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Year 5!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Would you hug this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do they live close to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ya! Like damn close, he live beside TPJC lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U is for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ur mother cheebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How is this person related to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;It's where I came out from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Would you hug this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Already did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Have you met any of his/her family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am, his/her family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V is for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Would you do anything for him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;No, it's just Jian Nan's indian fren who think he's a thug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you consider them a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Have you met any of his/her family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Think they're all dead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W is for &lt;strong&gt;Wesley (wcg arrow)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Is this person loud or quiet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Fucking loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you seen this person dance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;He probably can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What color eyes does this person have?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Black lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X is for &lt;strong&gt;Xue Min aka Sherm Soh lols&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How old were you when you first met this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sec 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you like him/her as a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Quite, lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Would you go to Disney world with this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ok, with her, maybe, cos she's rly a joker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y is for&lt;strong&gt; Youri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How old were you when you first met this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sec 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What do you think of this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Youri. is. a. crazy. bastard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Have you heard this person sing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z is for&lt;strong&gt; ZiYu aka yankee yuziyu, aka terence? aka xoslif aka 1000 other names&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Does this person have msn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yea, he's always telling me how good marijuana is over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What is their favorite sport?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bball but he probably had to change that unless he could cope wit da nigga's game&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When did you last see this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;400 days ago?&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/2450100220388893763-8642109545481356469?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/8642109545481356469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=8642109545481356469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/8642109545481356469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/8642109545481356469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2009/06/haha-im-so-bored.html' title='HAHA IM SO BORED'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-4651310858921948566</id><published>2009-06-12T13:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T13:53:35.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghosts of Cité Soleil</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P0nUYxflWas&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P0nUYxflWas&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;In the slum of Cité Soleil, President Aristide's most loyal supporters were ruling as kings. The five major gang leaders were controlling heavily armed young men; the Chiméres. The Secret army of President Jean-Bertrand Aristide. "Ghosts of Cité Soleil" is a film about Billy and Haitian 2pac. Two brothers. Gang Leaders of the Chiméres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;A online review:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"I admired 'Ghosts Of Citi Soleil'. If anybody followed the news in Haiti a few years ago, it's dictator, Aristade was deposed, leaving the country in a state of chaos. This "cinema verite" documentary concerns two brothers on opposite sides of the whole ugly scene (one, pro Aristade,the other, con). Both brothers are involved in vicious street gangs, although there is still a sense of brotherly love between the two, despite the odds. The film documents a warts &amp;amp; all approach to the whole gang problem that makes daily life a misery in the ghetto where it all takes place (it's very gritty, complete with a firecracker string of f-bombs, gun violence &amp;amp; general ugliness).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great Wyclef Jean not only composed the incidental score to the film, but also has some on screen time, as well (for those who have been living in a cave for the last ten or more years now, Jean is a musician,producer,arranger, and former member of the Fugees).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have any quirks about this film, it's sometime hard to pin a bead on the film's camera work (the hand held camera work does tend at times to shake around a little too much). Apart from that,for anybody who has an iron clad will (and doesn't get too offended by rough language), Ghosts Of Citi Soleil is a grim, but interesting window into another culture,generally ignored by America."&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/2450100220388893763-4651310858921948566?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/4651310858921948566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=4651310858921948566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4651310858921948566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4651310858921948566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2009/06/ghosts-of-cite-soleil.html' title='Ghosts of Cité Soleil'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-951399910042146501</id><published>2009-05-27T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:13:13.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GP Common Test 2mr HAHA</title><content type='html'>Woots just got the yearbook to-fucking-day and man it's not as good as it should be. Firstly, the class photos section is like really screwed up, the names aren't in order so even if you see some chio by and you wanna noe her name, you can't. And HF is very sad abt that altho I wldn't say I'm not either.. Also, whoever the fuck does the choosing of class photos to put into year book obviously has bad taste and no dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the purpose of today's post is to help you needy students, not money-wise but rather time-wise, appreciate the year book better with what little time you guys have. What we're gonna do is help you spot who to look out for on each page of the class photos section, who's even worth a look and a suitable caption/comment will be included. So let's go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st is front row, 2nd is middle row, and 3rd is last row. All numberings are taken from the left unless stated otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pg 120 Class 1A: 1st Row, 4th kid from left- "Wan go smoke?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pg 121 Class 1B: 3rd Row, 5th kid from left- "Haiz.. Surrounded by a bunch of fools.." (Look at everyone around him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pg 122 Class 1C: 2nd Row, 1st kid from right- "Why does it seem the read HAEY??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pg 123 Class 1D: 1st Row, 1st kid from right- "Cheebye la, do wad gay pose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pg 124 Class 1E: 1st Row, 3rd kid from left- "Hmpfh, give you guys one more chance, one more gay post and I'm fucking burning this campus down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pg 125 Class 1F: 3rd Row, 1st kid from right- "zzZ.. zzZ"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pg 126 Class 1G: 1st Row, Old kid in centre- "My muscles look tight like this eh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pg 127 Class 1H: Nothing worth mentioning here, except they all look rather dead. Oh, oh, 3rd girl from the right in the 2nd row, quite pretty. Look's a bit like Zhen Zhou's hippo though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pg 128 Class 1I 1st Row, 1st kid from the right- "Rectangular, long long one like this harh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pg 129 Class 1J 2nd Row, 2nd kid from the right -"Me and my friend here, we gonna whoop yer nutsac nigga. Fo shizzle no dizzle, feel me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pg 130 Class 1K: Nothing noteworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pg 131 Class 1L: 3rd Row, 4th kid from the right- "Oh yeah, Man of the Moment, thats me that me and lemme show you how to move it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pg 132 Class 2A: 3rd Row, 6th kid from the left- "You know man.. I totally wanna stick this finger in there.. I'm getting excited just thinkin of how that'll feel. Heh Heh.. Heh heh.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pg 133 Class 2B: 3rd Row, 2nd kid from the right *Most cheeky look in this year's yrbk* Scouts for roles in horror movies as psycho teen, you found your star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fuck I'm damn tired, I'll continue my year-in-review of the year book tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-951399910042146501?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/951399910042146501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=951399910042146501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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man,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;this has gotta be the most beautiful thing to ever appear on this blog.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SgbOUIQJDcI/AAAAAAAABGI/mJu9SGRV-fI/s1600-h/2009_radia_white_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SgbOUIQJDcI/AAAAAAAABGI/mJu9SGRV-fI/s400/2009_radia_white_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334177653874822594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SGD900 :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-5601461936212692194?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SgbOUIQJDcI/AAAAAAAABGI/mJu9SGRV-fI/s72-c/2009_radia_white_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-5243169798961682513</id><published>2009-03-11T12:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:43:31.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old School is good for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xg3oXRHOKQg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xg3oXRHOKQg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in line to see the show tonight&lt;br /&gt;And theres a light on, Heavy glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way&lt;br /&gt;I tried to say&lt;br /&gt;I'd be there&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="uvp_fop" height="255" width="400" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=v2142871&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed height="255" width="400" id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="true" src="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=v2142871&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;ympsc=4195329&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=1&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pardon me while I burst into flames&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of the world&lt;br /&gt;and its people's mindless games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me, pardon me&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="uvp_fop" height="255" width="400" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=v205789187&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed height="255" width="400" id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="true" src="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=v205789187&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;ympsc=4195329&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=1&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I Want&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-5243169798961682513?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/5243169798961682513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=5243169798961682513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5243169798961682513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5243169798961682513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2009/03/old-school-is-good-for-you.html' title='Old School is good for you'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-395415256344446885</id><published>2009-01-16T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:45:43.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='And you&apos;ll be my valentine'/><title type='text'>I'll be your best friend</title><content type='html'>This song was playing on the playlist at Mac's at Kallang, I remember it came on at about 3.27am because thats when I put the lyrics into my phone so I could search for the song online at a later time. Yeah pretty crazy to have had this song playing at that moment, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Closest Thing To Crazy - Katie Melua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I think I'm standing strong?&lt;br /&gt;Yet feel the air beneath my feet.&lt;br /&gt;How can happiness feel so wrong?&lt;br /&gt;How can misery feel so sweet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you let me watch you sleep?&lt;br /&gt;Then break my dreams the way you do.&lt;br /&gt;How can I have got in so deep?&lt;br /&gt;Why did i fall in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the closest thing to crazy I have ever been.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling twenty-two, acting seventeen.&lt;br /&gt;This is the nearest thing to crazy I have ever known.&lt;br /&gt;But I was never crazy on my own.&lt;br /&gt;And now I know&lt;br /&gt;That there's a link between the two,&lt;br /&gt;Being close to craziness, and being close to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you let me fall apart?&lt;br /&gt;Then break my fall with lovin lies.&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to break a heart,&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to close your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you treat me like a child?&lt;br /&gt;Yet like a child I yearn for you.&lt;br /&gt;How can anyone feel so wild? How can anyone feel so blue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the closest thing to crazy I have ever been.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling twenty-two, acting seventeen.&lt;br /&gt;This is the nearest thing to crazy I have ever known.&lt;br /&gt;I was never crazy on my own.&lt;br /&gt;And now I know&lt;br /&gt;That there's a link between the two,&lt;br /&gt;Being close to craziness, and being close to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being close to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being close to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-395415256344446885?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/395415256344446885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=395415256344446885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/395415256344446885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/395415256344446885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2009/01/ill-be-your-best-friend.html' title='I&apos;ll be your best friend'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-8958742926795420182</id><published>2008-12-31T12:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T13:05:31.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year guys, I'm like the only loser celebrating the New Year in front of my computer in the astonishing-cold-for-such-a-southern-city, Shenzhen. Should be going to stay a night in Hong Kong tonight so that I can catch my morning flight back to Singapore tomorrow lols. Celebrating new year on the plane!! Maybe can get a lapdance from a hot stewardess xD. Ok, you didn't read that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hahaha it's so funny, travian decided to give me my life back and there's going to be, or rather there is, a truce that is gonna take place from from the 31st of December at 0800 to the 2nd of January, 0800. On the US server there was a voting for this, the results were something like 85% YES, TRUCE PLS and 15% NO TRUCE GODDAMMIT. From these poll results we can tell, obviously, that 85% of the server are farms and 15% are farmers lol. I don't think .com servers had a poll but haha truce rox, there is no starvation (meaning your troops don't die after crops hit zero) and there is free travian plus!! Yay. Ok, those of you to don't play travian, which is a big mistake (girls can play also la, there were so many female players in my previous alliance), just &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oHg5SJYRHA0"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://travian.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and never look back again. I recommend server 5 or 6 if you're planning to play for long (each server lasts approx 300 days), or server 2 (my server) if you just wanna test the game out. Server 2 should be quite fucking peaceful, for new players, as it's the oldest server and the game is ending in 2 months time and big players have no time to go whack little noobs like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol I shall just post a screenshot to show what this browser game is like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SVr8rYuCZ1I/AAAAAAAABFs/QbuE1rSUPzs/s1600-h/travian_newyear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285814934972819282" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SVr8rYuCZ1I/AAAAAAAABFs/QbuE1rSUPzs/s400/travian_newyear.jpg" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S. For those who clicked on "click" instead of "here", sorry for the rick roll hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-8958742926795420182?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/8958742926795420182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=8958742926795420182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/8958742926795420182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/8958742926795420182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SVr8rYuCZ1I/AAAAAAAABFs/QbuE1rSUPzs/s72-c/travian_newyear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-6563186769058824159</id><published>2008-12-31T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T00:26:17.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Victorious!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SVpLlrZEmcI/AAAAAAAABFk/hLahm-VHQbY/s1600-h/attack_report.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285620223347825090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SVpLlrZEmcI/AAAAAAAABFk/hLahm-VHQbY/s400/attack_report.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-6563186769058824159?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/6563186769058824159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=6563186769058824159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/6563186769058824159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/6563186769058824159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/12/victorious.html' title='Victorious!'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SVpLlrZEmcI/AAAAAAAABFk/hLahm-VHQbY/s72-c/attack_report.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-350011922863790720</id><published>2008-12-30T13:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T13:46:53.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The hardcore travian player</title><content type='html'>NAN! I think I'm going offline liao so I'll tell HF to direct you here if you need instructions, this is the exact same email I sent you. HARDCORE TRAVIAN PLAYERS FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo just in case you don't come facebook or MSN in time and I'm out alr, here's are the simple instructions:It's a little too late for me to build phalanxes from my 2 sub villages to reinforce Turin but nvm. This guy's got some guts attacking my main village. He's sending uber slow troops also known at swordsman. I won't be online to see how many he sends but a good estimate would be about 200-300 swordsman? If not then he is just wasting his time, nevertheless I must punish this You2 Yong3 Wu2 Mou2 guy.. Dumb shit try to attack my main lol, I won't even be as dumb as to attack his la. Or maybe his main doesn't have traps and he think I don't have also, or maybe he seriously got so many swordsman he don't care (but I've checked his off and def ratings, his off is quite weak but his defense is not bad, almost 1000 def points) Ok his offense is only 95 pts which means he either got a noob shit army and no hero to level, or he doesn't attack people with an army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using traveltime calculators, the army from Luskan (-187306) will hit at 5.20pm which is kinda late and it's likely that it will be a small army anyway. Nevertheless I want it taken out, provided the troops dun get stuck in my traps, an attack from Vercelli (-211320), utilising full army, should be launched onto Luskan (-187306) at 3.53 pm and subsequently the full army from Turin (-200314) should be launched at 4.32pm. The army from Turin, with the hero, should arrive before the army from Vercelli. Vercellian army is just to scare him. I doubt there'll be anything left after the Turinian army hits him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a timeline:&lt;br /&gt;2:41pm - Army from Calimshan (-187307) hits.&lt;br /&gt;2:47pm - Army from Luskan (-187306) hits.&lt;br /&gt;3:53pm - Army from Vercelli (-211320) despatched.&lt;br /&gt;4:32pm - Army from Turin (-200314) despatched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vercellian army must arrive after Turinian if not exp will be wasted. Besides, Vercelli takes damn long to rebuild TTs and I don't want that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a favourable scenario happens (he has more than 100 swordsman total and we kill more than 40 troops after attacks on Luskan) your reward will be 1500 of each resource, sent to a village of your choice on this server.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the battle, it's exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-350011922863790720?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/350011922863790720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=350011922863790720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/350011922863790720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/350011922863790720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/12/hardcore-travian-player.html' title='The hardcore travian player'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-6536953269753439631</id><published>2008-11-24T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T02:48:46.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in love again, except with Janet Hsieh this time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You know what, I was had a triple whammy of ink-madness watching LA ink followed by Miami Ink and then Tattoo Wars on Discovery T&amp;amp;L and to follow up, I was reading up on some tattoo machines. Turns out, bio mech tattooist &lt;a href="http://www.aaroncain.com/home.html"&gt;Aaron Cain&lt;/a&gt;, makes his own tattoo machines (much like Tim Hendricks of Miami Ink) but his look REALLY good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I read about him using something called Damascus Steel. Run it in the search engine, Damascus steel turns out to be a somewhat mythical kinda steel, a kind of steel and forging that originated in the Middle East, circa 1500. Dwelving deeper into this strange steel, I find that its made from an Indian (told you I wasn't racist, its jus Siva makin a bad name for all these people) steel called.. you better be ready for this one because you can act like you did but I know you weren't expecting it.. its called.. WOOTZ Steel. Dude, Wootz. Like wtf man, I used to use it and so did you. It could be like "Holy fuck, test 2mr's been cancelled. WOOTS, can go play ball!!", or maybe "#(*&amp;amp;$&amp;amp;@! Mr, ()*!@(&amp;amp;$ S!V@ is D34D!! W00T5z!!", or even, "Jesus christ, your mum died! Now we can fucking go &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mKwj3efLxbc"&gt;hit a building with a hammer&lt;/a&gt;!! WOOTZ!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, oh my god, I'm in love with this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SSmlZbdiWAI/AAAAAAAAAvs/0GliKb6fAAY/s1600-h/w3_png.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271926695100831746" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SSmlZbdiWAI/AAAAAAAAAvs/0GliKb6fAAY/s320/w3_png.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've watched Discovery T&amp;amp;L's Fun Asia, I'm sure you'd understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-6536953269753439631?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/6536953269753439631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=6536953269753439631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/6536953269753439631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/6536953269753439631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-in-love-again-except-with-janet.html' title='I&apos;m in love again, except with Janet Hsieh this time'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SSmlZbdiWAI/AAAAAAAAAvs/0GliKb6fAAY/s72-c/w3_png.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-839241265304956140</id><published>2008-11-21T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T00:24:23.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! I got quiz to do again, so fun!!</title><content type='html'>Whee, I koped this from Han Feng's blog, hehehehe.. Wow fuck it, the spacing all got screwed up, all enters were removed and now all I got is like 400 words strung together. ZzZ. zzZ. ZZZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A is for Alson&lt;br /&gt;B is for Bing Geng, who else???&lt;br /&gt;C is for Cheryl CHOO aka. AH CHOO&lt;br /&gt;D is for Dmitri Mendeleev&lt;br /&gt;E is for EdiSon Chang, capital S pls.&lt;br /&gt;F is for Feng Ge aka. Han Feng&lt;br /&gt;G is for Geoffrey, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;H is for Haji Lane&lt;br /&gt;I is for Isaac the White Boy&lt;br /&gt;J is for JIAN NAN&lt;br /&gt;K is for Kobe Bryant who just blocked a complacent one-handed-layup by Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;L is for Leeeeooonarrrdd&lt;br /&gt;M is for Makesan, who else, really.&lt;br /&gt;N is for Neighbourhood policemen who have to learn to fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;O is for Oxl Rase, an anagram for Axl Rose, not Oral Sex.&lt;br /&gt;P is Priscilla&lt;br /&gt;Q is for Qian Ye&lt;br /&gt;R is for Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;S is for Suvichak&lt;br /&gt;T is for Tim Hendricks cos he's my favourite artist atm.&lt;br /&gt;U is for "Ur mother die?"&lt;br /&gt;V is for VAL&lt;br /&gt;W is for Wan Tingz&lt;br /&gt;X is for XXX, what else!!!?&lt;br /&gt;Y is for Yek Joo Siong&lt;br /&gt;Z is for Zhen Wen (rocks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What does A sms you about? Woah.. Lots of things man. Too many to talk about here but mostly: Are you going lan today? Eh if my mother call you later, you say you are Bing Geng then your father come school fetch us go eat then after that we went library to study together ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How many siblings does B have? 1 sister, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What is C's nickname? LOL, already stated, Cheryl Choo the CHOOCHOO or AHCHOO. Both names used in LAN, allows you to pwn the opposite team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How do you get to know D? Oh fuck, this is tricky, er.. lets say I dreamt of him dreaming up the periodic table?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How despo is E? Oh god, I don't know. But not very I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How much is F older/younger then you? Kinda like 5 days older. But a lot bigger XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Name of G's best friend? His dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Does H knows I? No I don't think they've met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What happens if J becomes your enemy? LOL, he already is! And it'll mean he stopped being white cos I dun have whites for enemies, its uncool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Under what conditions will K &amp;amp; L get married?  ..w...what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How many ppl do you know with M's initial? SS/OM? Too unique, 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you enjoy talking on the phone with N? Fuck no. They don't even what know what are phones are what aren't. They think my iPod is my handphone and ask me why I got 2 when they searched me for cycling around late at night and having a punk hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you think O knows P? No, not a chance. No wait, maybe.. if O is Oral sex. Wow. That'd be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. How geeky is Q? Quite. But she is sporty too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Is R very popular? Kind of, she's really nice and is very fun to disturb too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What happens if S likes you? Then he'd breakdance for me and I'd poledance for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Is T a very random person? No, he's very focussed and task-oriented on screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. How are U and V related? V used to say U to C and G whilst they were working together at Expo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you take W as anything else other than a friend? Yeah but it's a secret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When is the last time u met up with X? Yesterday night, when my mum was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Are Y &amp;amp; Z enemies? No but I think Z laughs at Y. I would too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Of everyone from A - Z, who do you love the most? Obviously X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you confessed to anyone from A - Z? Hell yeah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-839241265304956140?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/839241265304956140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=839241265304956140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/839241265304956140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/839241265304956140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/11/yay-i-got-quiz-to-do-again-so-fun.html' title='Yay! I got quiz to do again, so fun!!'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-5857097524844232016</id><published>2008-11-14T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T23:02:59.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24Seven again</title><content type='html'>Wassup fellas, i'm sooo happy, cos today I found my friends. Not. No I'm not singing 'Lithium' by Nirvana but I'm really happy and typing capital Is in "I'm" because I GOT MY NEW LAPTOP, YAY!!! Oh fuck!! Shit, I just installed WCIII but I realised my TFT is in my PC which is undergoing repairs for a fucked-up ram stick downstairs. Dammit the shops closes at 9 and its 9.10 now. Fuckxorz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha, some bastard on &lt;a href="http://www.travian.com/"&gt;Travian&lt;/a&gt; tried to attack me but failed miserably. Sent 33 phalanxes and 1 hero, thats a lot considering his population is 173 only. Too bad I built 10 traps today and have 40 in total so none of your troops made it home. So much for raiding ur neighbours. Haha, now I'm gonna turn him into my farm, his army is trapped and I have theutates thunders who can ever so freely ride over and clear his resources. Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This BenQ joybook S42 is really t3h love. I mean, it only cost me $1600 but the processor is 2.40 GHz which is unheard of for laptops costing below $2000, average price for Sony Vaios and Fujitsu Lifebooks or Acer Aspires with 2.26 GHz processors is like $2100.. And, my harddisk is 320GB 5400RPM, nothing really top notch but matches that of, once again, laptops in the middle price range so yea I got a good deal. Best part is, the graphics card is a nVidia GeForce 9600M GT, that's common I hear you say, but.. I've got 4GB of ram to live it up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo, and that guy Clement who handled the sales process for me was really nice anw.. Guy is quitting but nevertheless did not slack off. He'd already bought his lunch, at the food court (kind of inside the carpark, which is funny) at FocusOne warehousing at Ubi, but nevertheless let it go cold to save me the time of waiting for him to be done. Not only that, he decided to waive the fee for the 2GB ram upgrade, threw in a laptop bag, a slipcase (yea, quite commonplace but that's not it yet), a BenQ optical mouse, PLUS an X-mini speaker!! Wheeeee.. this speaker is like a fucking cool pokeball in chrome red. It can be twisted to reveal sort of an accordion mid-section which provides air to generate some nice bass. Really cool portable speaker.. Says on the box, red dot design singapore, winner 2008. Steady eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, wait til I find my phone cable and take some pictures to show off my new mousepad. It's damn awesome, its like this bust-enhancement advert I found on the bottom half of some section in The Straits Times. Its just funny havin' your mouse goin up and down and around and around such an image. Hmm, new idea for a novelty product! Oh yeah, did I mention this screen is LED backlit, which means even lighting, as in evenly lit, and no loss of brightness even after years of use? The three or so months I camped and waited and lurked(haha) around for a good deal was worth it!! Those guy who thought they hit gold at ComEx, you gotta be kidding me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit, based on this title, I'm supposed to finish my post on the 2nd note-worthy story in that NYC Mech publication I mentioned a while ago.. But I'm kinda feeling sleepy.. And then alson might be coming to find me later so.. Gotta say bye for now and go eat my 2nd serving of chickIen rice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-5857097524844232016?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/5857097524844232016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=5857097524844232016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5857097524844232016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5857097524844232016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/11/24seven-again.html' title='24Seven again'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-6744729871678558094</id><published>2008-11-11T02:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T02:15:22.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What else?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be Yourself - Audioslave&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone falls to pieces&lt;br /&gt;Sleepin all alone&lt;br /&gt;Someone kills the pain&lt;br /&gt;Spinning in the silence&lt;br /&gt;She finally drifts away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone gets excited&lt;br /&gt;In a chapel yard&lt;br /&gt;Catches a bouquet&lt;br /&gt;Another lays a dozen&lt;br /&gt;White roses on a grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone finds salvation in everyone&lt;br /&gt;Another only pain&lt;br /&gt;Someone tries to hide himself&lt;br /&gt;Down inside himself he prays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone swears his true love&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;Another runs away&lt;br /&gt;Separated or united&lt;br /&gt;Healthy or insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even when you've paid enough&lt;br /&gt;Been pulled apart or been held up&lt;br /&gt;With every single memory of&lt;br /&gt;Good or bad faces of luck&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose any sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everything will end up alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may win or lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-6744729871678558094?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/6744729871678558094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=6744729871678558094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/6744729871678558094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/6744729871678558094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-else.html' title='What else?'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-8381879422684501823</id><published>2008-11-11T01:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T01:59:43.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Antikythera</title><content type='html'>I've been reading Volume 1 of 24Seven, a graphic novel compilation by &lt;a href="http://www.nycmech.com/"&gt;NYC Mech&lt;/a&gt;, and there's some seriously interesting stuff to be found in it. I don't know how I'm possibly going to post it up here in text form (it's going to be quite a challenge, especially with all the dialogue and thoughts of the characters) but its so good I thought I'd give it a shot cos good stuff like this has to be shared. Best way to document these stories in the book is by color coded text, I figured, so let me try. Oh yeah, borrow it from the library, recommends me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First one would be the 9th story in the compilation, titled 'Things Run Amuck', product of a joint effort of scriptwriter Mark Andrew Smith, artist Paul Maybury, colourists Anjin &amp;amp; Paul Maybury (again) and finally fonts by Dan Hipp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;These old memorabilia are so cool!&lt;br /&gt;This place is like some great big time capsule.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I would have killed to afford all this stuff when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this stuff. Clash of The Titans, I remember that movie, I used to have the lunchbox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My wife Sheryl turns to me and says:"Oh my God. I married a geek!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mutants, gamma-radiation, nefarious vampires, hell, I've even seen killer shrews tear up people in these films.&lt;br /&gt;All these monsters just running amuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with a woman, Mary Shelly, who's novel Frankenstein was the first sci-fi novel.&lt;br /&gt;It had so much depth that it would pave the way for everything to come.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen enough sci-fi films to know that if mess with science, then things run amuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;But does it really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;"Interesting" she tells me, as she herself tries to, in fact, look interested.&lt;br /&gt;It used to be such a different time.&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather who had these hoses turned on him in the '50s, used to tell me these old movies showed our inner fears as a nation.&lt;br /&gt;Our cold war fears and fantasies, projected onto the big screen for all to see.&lt;br /&gt;Our fears of communism, alien invasion, and nuclear holocaust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;White America's fear of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Their fear of the civil right movement and racial integration.&lt;br /&gt;The hose knocked my grandfather over and broke his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You can't help but wonder about it all.&lt;br /&gt;You can't help but wonder about things running amuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we all living in a capitalist's dream?&lt;br /&gt;One man's dream that has become a nightmare for countless thousands?&lt;br /&gt;We were born into a world with infinite possiblity, from the dawn of mankind.&lt;br /&gt;But those who grab for power and fear losing it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.. those that fear change..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;..Are putting the rest of us at each others throats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're winding our gears up so tightly that eventually, one day, everything is going to break into a million pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They love seeing how far and how fast they can go before everything comes falling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Competition, fear of other systems and formats, drives us towards the brink of our own sanity as we try to keep up.. but in the process, as people.. we lose our souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Faster! Faster! *&lt;br /&gt;* More! More! *&lt;br /&gt;* Now! Now! NOW! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blind lead the blind as we all amble alone towards oblivion without a reason or prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex. Drugs. Smokes. Booze. Flames.. We can't keep up with it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When something created us, it couldn't have placed this in our DNA, or planned for it.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't killer shrews or giant gila monsters.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't creatures from the deep or invaders from a distant world.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't even science, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was us.. ..people.&lt;br /&gt;We are running amuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiralling ever out of control and off course towards some terminal destination.. ..as we run amuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;She looks at me with understanding eyes, as if she can see into my very soul. She asks me what I suggest we do about all of it.&lt;br /&gt;I laugh and tell her that we should bolt the doors and make the final stand in the last stronghold of civilization.&lt;br /&gt;But I know there are things that we have some control over.&lt;br /&gt;A little safe area, where things make sense and the world is in order.&lt;br /&gt;There is still a future and over time, with the right care, we can teach the next generation to be stronger than we were.. .. to have good heart, to be unselfish and to walk a straight and narrow line.. .. so that someday we will bring things back into perspective and within our control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maybe there is a hope for us all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-END-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-8381879422684501823?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/8381879422684501823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=8381879422684501823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/8381879422684501823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/8381879422684501823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/11/antikythera.html' title='The Antikythera'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-8570524867770849427</id><published>2008-10-30T01:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T01:34:04.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SunSBBp8IRI/AAAAAAAABH0/yFCJuJfmBPc/s1600-h/blogbg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SunSBBp8IRI/AAAAAAAABH0/yFCJuJfmBPc/s400/blogbg2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398076543446294802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-8570524867770849427?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/8570524867770849427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=8570524867770849427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/8570524867770849427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/8570524867770849427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SunSBBp8IRI/AAAAAAAABH0/yFCJuJfmBPc/s72-c/blogbg2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-5854972422150218795</id><published>2008-10-11T01:28:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:27:52.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Fucking Awesome Guy in the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I just watched a documentary on The History Channel, it was called "Global Warming" and it was asking a whole lot about should we be worried and why, and how geographic data shows that the Earth undergoes a cycle of global warming every 600 years or something like that. Or so I think I heard. I don't know really cause my Mom's sleeping and I didn't turn the volume on so liberally.. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the point is, there's no need to worry about global warming or shit like that, or Mas Selamat, or no student-priced tickets after 6pm on weekdays because I KNOW, I truely do know, that the world is coming to an end. Dun gasp. And Yes you did hear it first, right here on www.the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com, so feel free to quote me if you like. I KNOW the world is coming to an end when:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres are guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;..who's sole purpose in life is being anal, who suffers from the strange variant of the obsessive compulsive disorder which is the obsessive compulsive ball-confiscation-satifies-me-more-than-sex disorder (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;OCBCSMMTSD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;), who needs to start making sense, who needs to stop acting like a 7-year old, although most 7-year olds nowadays are wayyy more mature than him, who needs to being so John McCain-nesque..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..who teaches something he claims is the 2nd most important subject, in this about-to-end world, behind CME, at a o.0 top school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know this because God came to me today, to reveal who the Anti-christ was, at about 8.30am in the school gymnasium. He showed me the guy who possessed all the aforementioned characteristics and now the world should really be scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were playing soccer in uniform in the gym before flag raising (and we skipped it bcos we skipped it) or at least the three of them, namely Feng Ge, Alson and Leonard were, and I was in my bright yellow Xperience T-shirt. We kinda got really sweaty by the end of flag raising, and so we stopped playing and were just sitting by the steps at the gym. So Romeo, who is feeling really anal at this point of time, because he didn't manage to catch any1 playing in uniform and has his OCBCSMMTSD acting up, causing him immense agony [sorta like a pimple up the nose or a blister around the asshole(ask him how it feels, he knows)] shows up on the balcony above and calls out to the four Juliets below. He questions their activities, like why are they sitting there instead of sucking his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;black cock&lt;/span&gt;(smaller slanted font has symbolic meaning i.e. small and unstraight), but he doth get none a response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Being anal, as always, he must have something to say, else he aint The Most Fucking Awesome Guy in the World no more, he decides to question the fact that my pants aren't touching my ankles, or in other words, rolled up. He asks me if I'm special, but I don't know what to say because I wasn't contemplating homosexual activity, and I didn't know if he meant special in the way he is to me. So he doth get ignored by me. Unhappy with thy results and seeing it as an act of defiance, he tries albeit unsuccesful to make me roll em down. I tell him I have ezcema and I can't let my legs which have perspiration all over them now stay that way because I'll get the rash. Maybe Romeo had the sex-linked allele for congenital deafness and couldn't hear and asks me if I am special, again! Unhappy at the apparent disregard, even against such a contrasting background as the white ceiling and walls outside the PE room, Romeo decides to act out of character and make his FAST &amp;amp; FURIOUS descent from the balcony. It's true, he thought he was playing Monkey. Which, on the sidenote, is secretly his favourite game and another of his psychopathic pleasures such that he maketh the soccer team boys play it all the time. That's true, too, ask any of those on the team. Potential "joiners", just beware and always remember, safety is important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he hurries down and Leo decides to pick up his bag and make a move, to escape what would be a life-threatening encounter with The Most Fucking Awesome Guy in the World who will blow you away (not figuratively, sadly) because of his sheer AWESOMENESS. Alas, it was too late, like a frenzied troll warlord (without the blue/green skin), he rushed onto the scene shouting "STAY, STAY, STAY!". Reminiscent of the games on battle.net where a player from the opposing team shouts that similar line after someone on your team leaves or gets disconnected. Maybe he thought he was really playing a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he goes about his routine talking rubbish and trash and gargage and other words synonymous with what goes into a dustbin to the 3 of them and threatens to send them to the VP or this girl called Joyce who i really have no idea about, for playing in their uniforms because he thinks they did although his didn't see them actually do it. WHAT A SHAME! HAWHAW! Besides, mayb he was fantasising, about the Joyce thing, I can't be sure. Because you can never be so sure with The Most Fucking Awesome Guy in the World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he's done with his share of shit, he decides to shoo-shoo the 3 musketeers away, to deal with me ONE-on-ONE. Oh yeahhh. So he continues about me being special and stuff and I say hey look I got the fucking rash man. Then he say bbbbut, bbbut, it's the school rules DUDE. You can't go around like that rolling up your pants to your knees. Then I said what's the problem with it. And he begins on his descent from senseless to nonsense to muahahaha, anti-sense. With his limited computational ability, despite being The Most Fucking Awesome Guy in the World, he could only regurgitate what he just said a few moments ago and say that it was the RULES. And yeah they mean a lot to me. RULES MAN. WTF how could I disobey a RULE?? ITS A FUCKING RULE OMFG. U DISOBEY A RULE? R U NUTS OR R U BEANS?? Recalling what he learnt in secondary schools, he decides to substantiate his almighty argument with a social aspect as to the impacts of my UNRULY behaviour. He claims that the juniors are going to start learning to be like me, and we're gonna see ppl rollin up their pants. It was funny, but I couldn't laugh, I didn't want to get facial cramps which I think would hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So continuing down the spiral. He starts telling me about how I shouldn't have wet myself in the first place, nobody laughed (because there was no one else there), but ok, hahahahahaha, I WET MYSELF. The fucking homo was fantasising again, gosh dun even remind me. It probably why I can't sleep despite it being 2:29am on saturday morning now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deciding that it was time to start a new paragraph for his argument. He asks me, whatsup with juggling the soccer ball in the gym man, why are you showing off to your friends? Then I'm like well because I can't play wif them cos they're in that, you see, uniform thing and its like THE RULES. And then he insists I was showing off (I can't even juggle that well actually, mayb The Most Fucking Awesome Guy in the World is forgiving and sets low standards if not everyone would die because he hates all noobs) so i guess he was actually impressed by it and he couldn't sweat it. Then he goes on to talk about my barefootedness, mind you it was tough playin soccer in a brand new pair of vans which were tight as a v***** p****, so i had to take em off. See how lost this guy is getting? That's where he really caught my disgust. You're a fucking teacher and you're acting like an idiot making these McCain half-truths. I'm fucking showing off, and how would you know? Just think about it man, any1 that is playing with the soccer ball(I wasn't even juggling as he claimed, I was kickin the ball into the air and tryin to trap it nicely) is showing off. Wow, it came out of a Dunman High School teacher's mouth and it wasn't a joke. If I didn't know him I'd think he was trying to make some kinda lousy joke.  And then he goes on to say how I have no heart on the soccer team and my poor attendance and all that and yet here I am showing off to my friends, mounting onto his self-created baseless claim. So i asked him, is this about me not rolling down my pants, or is this about me quitting the soccer team? Stunned for a moment, like a 0.2 second stun from certain spells, he says this is about you. My face almost scrunched itself into a asteroid at his stellar explanation for all the bullshit he just gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convinced that he had shown his manhood, i mean manliness and authority, he decides to close the chapter (but u'll see his inner+outer child, which seriously lacks control, escaping again later) and ask me if I'm going to go change back into my uniform. So i said maybe. Outraged by the ambivalent reply, he says WHAT MAYBE? I was tempted to say, "WHAT WHAT MAYBE? I didn't say 'BABY' I SAID 'MAYBE', STOP FANTASISING FAG!" And then he goes on for another minute or two about how once I'm done playing with my "balls" I should go to change back into my uniform because.. .. ... .. . . Yes you guessed it, come on lets say it together:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS THE RULES!!!!!! (Producers, this line is copyrighted by The Most Fucking Awesome Guy in the World so please approach him to obtain the rights, unless you're ready to grant him sexual favours, before you create a gameshow by the same title)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, thinking he's real cute or smth like that he tells me I should tell my frens that they be thankful that I disrespected him by not going up there when he wanted to talk to me, because he let them go because he wanted to talk to me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;(goshx9999). So i said "I will" and he alr began walking away because while he was saying that I was lookin down folding my shirt, so he was the one who wanted to walk away. And guess what he says, its a classssssic,  a classssssic, he says YOU WANNA SAY SMTH, DUN SAY IT BEHIND MY BACK!! Haha what a kid really. Gonna be the running joke for the rest of the year and the next i bet. And then he goes whining like a sore all the way back to the PE room saying stuff like "The big man of dunman high, geoffr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ey!!" Oh yeah.. It was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing I have to say for you, son of the poor dude Makesan(poor chap seriously), is that you might think you're funny and that Bollywood might need a Jimmy Kimmel, but even then, it's not you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-5854972422150218795?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/5854972422150218795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=5854972422150218795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5854972422150218795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5854972422150218795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/10/most-fucking-awesome-guy-in-world.html' title='The Most Fucking Awesome Guy in the World'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-2966460317066502182</id><published>2008-08-13T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T22:49:14.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>China China</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Conversation with a Chinaman called "Polo" from &lt;a href="http://www.dunhuangtrade.com/"&gt;http://www.dunhuangtrade.com/&lt;/a&gt; over msn. I used to browse there China fake goods sites, either "Grade A" or shui huo, looking for good deals on plain dunks or airmaxes to customise when I was still learning to paint my shoes and somehow yeah I left my email somewhere (I'm pretty sure it wasn't this site or anything close tt I visisted) and they must have sold my email or at least shared it with their affiliates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here goes! It's really worth the read, I swear!&lt;br /&gt;Colour coded, for your pleasure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;woah wazzup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;friend,do u want shoes,ipod,iphon, shoirts....?&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;high quality and goo d price&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;friend, will u?&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;friend,have a nice day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;yea hows ur oylmpics&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;u supply shoes to yao ming?&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;i want the one he's wearing now&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;you know, tt red hyper dunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;friend,u are a good man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;friend, u want yaomings or the dunk??? &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;(LOL fuckin' hell I shlda asked, can i hav both??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;come on, i want the dunk!&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;have you seen the one he wears to e olympics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;tt one is like the awesomest thing ever&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;you got it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;friend,where are u from?&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;have it!&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;but only one! &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(yea, right.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;hello?&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;our team has 17golden medals!&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;and ur team??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;oh sorry, i was away, having a good laugh&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;but tts besides the point&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;oh my team?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;we got 0 gold medals!&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;about e dunk&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;you only got 1?&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;what size you have it in man?&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;somehow i feel its gotta be in MY size&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;friend,where are u from?&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;we hav e many size but yaoming!&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;ok?&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;35$-40$/pair for the dunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;friend, but yaoming?&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;oh sweet, you mugged him for it or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;low side dunk , 35$/pair , high side :40$/pair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;yep, go on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;friend stop joke .ok??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;oh that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;friend,where are u from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;haha nah just wondering how u got em so cheap&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;me? im from brazil man&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;u noe, our girls here are as hot as that shoe yao got on man&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;red hot, BURNNIN'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;good football&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;yea, sambaa&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;and our latinas, oh baby, its all good man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;my sweet! i think there are many girls love u !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;what, did it drop onto e floor? oh yeah, tt happens when i exclaim so badly sometimes too.. yea there ARE many girls love me. one of them is called Qianyeoldinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;she real hot!&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;u might get jealous, but don't, im just a good customer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;if so,friend,u have an orderlist ok??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;aight&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;how to order?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;you won't tell me this is MUMBAI DA INDIA right? you ship international?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;first ,u have an orderlist!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;and then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;then put the money in wetern union&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;so,i will send ur goods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;weturn union?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;western union!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;and the shipping is international&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;and safe 100%&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;friend,will u??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;safe 100%? somewhat like a condom? maybe not those in your country but yea like those in mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;i will, don't worry, as long as its 100% safe like you say..&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;i can't afford to get pregnant ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;friend,a condom is not safe 100%,just we will resend ur goods if there are somthing wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;and do i have to pay for that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;not for a condom but ur goods!&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;friend,ur football team is &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;matching&lt;/span&gt; with ours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;YEA&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;tell ya what&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;if you guys wins, i'll buy 2 pairs&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;so where do i order from anyway?&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;u got smth like a website or smth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;www.dunhuangtrade.com&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;our web&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;sweeet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;welcome to visit it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;definitely i will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;ggo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;gotta get ma yao ming dunks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;bball aint so popular here ya know&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;but man im special&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;and like you say, e girls LOVE IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;friend,the volleyball is playing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;your and mine!&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;if ur girl win ,i will free u 2pairs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;really??&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;haha i noe china is strong&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;volleyball girls playing?&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;man i don't see it on my channel&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;only the football match&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;chinese volleyball girls very good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;lookinh it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;volleyball girls or guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;gilr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;beach volleyball or indoor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;indoor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;volleyball girls are really sexy in my country&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;i don't know about china&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;dear&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;we win it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;but here they're really sexy&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;damn&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;no free 2 pairs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;goof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;goofball?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;hi ,man,why u said shit???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;nah, just gonna run to e toilet now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;and mayb hav a lil happy time wif ma girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;friend,we win the indoor volleyball!&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;and wil lost th foot ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;alright we're even for now ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;hi!&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;man,the volleyball is 2 to 2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;sweeeeet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;ur girls are good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;oh cos&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;good with more than just volleyballs, if u noe wad i mean!&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;but yours r excellent&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;haha mayb u do have to give me 2 free pairs in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;but friend,u said u want a condom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;so..........?&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;the last match is so perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;just like our latina booty man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;roflmaozedong its ok i got my supply of condom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;i buy them pack o 200's&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;normally enuff for about half a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah, u are a man of condom???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm? no i just need to use often&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;i practice safe, you know.. yeah. u should too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;great&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;i will!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;nice&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;you not a homo right?&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;do not scare me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;im a man as u!&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;nice!&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;in your dreams, dude!&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;nah just kiddin''&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe we both guys are dude!&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;sweet ,the match is to o perfect!&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;guys ,ur girls win the volleyball match!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;so i get free 2 pairs!!!&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;if u come to china,tell me.i will give ur condoms!&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;and for free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;but what about my shoes man?&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;nvm, mayb you'll bring me to have some happy time?&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;introduce me to some local girls?&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;they good at sexytime?&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;i will go china soon, i am planning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;when u come ,i will introuduce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;if i go i will find u and you bring me around to happy?&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;very nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;sexy sexy ones ok&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;i like it very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;so am i!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;mayb i can take your girlfren too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;she sexy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;and i will let u never forget china!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;definitely i won't if you let me hav her a few times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;do u have wife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;we can share&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;er yes&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;but she don't really mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;can we share?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;she know i need this&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;if she does come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;but u must practice safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;but mayb she don't want to hav sexytime with you&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;i don't know u hav to let her see it first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;im sure ur girl will want mine&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;its like a pipe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;her name is may?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;how about ur wife?&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;name kanndy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;i hav two wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;u are great man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;one is 28 she call maria-maria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;mine only 20&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;the other one, er she from malaysia, calld jesseca liu.. i might b getting a third one soon if my government allow it and i got the money to pay for the tax.. she is from a hong kong and her name is tsun leung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;wow urs is only 20?&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;i like very much!&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;must be really tight&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;sorry to loosen it after im done ok.&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;i will buy more shoes to make up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;we will be good guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;nah you can be the good guy, i like being the bad guy&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;like those mafia movie u noe&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;my hong kong girl she tell me whenever i tell her i hav a sexytime with another girl, tt it's ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;friend,tha't good guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;she say there is a chinese saying&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;guy not bad, girl dont like&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;i say, very true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;en,,,,,,,,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;smth like nun ran bu huei, nu ran bu ai&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;i like the saying very much, i mayb tattoo it on my body&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;when i go to china, will you help me write it out in chinese characters&lt;br /&gt;42 Below says:&lt;br /&gt;i want to get a tattoo of it somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;u will !&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;hi!&lt;br /&gt;polo says:&lt;br /&gt;man, u like Nazi????? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;that was when i switched to my edward norton american history X display pic, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This was the picture, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SKLz20q_OfI/AAAAAAAAAvk/A6FWpy1WIwE/s1600-h/american-history-x-.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234013840135371250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SKLz20q_OfI/AAAAAAAAAvk/A6FWpy1WIwE/s320/american-history-x-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SKLz2TQS-nI/AAAAAAAAAvc/srHl2IpdyJk/s1600-h/american-history-x-1998-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234013831165049458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SKLz2TQS-nI/AAAAAAAAAvc/srHl2IpdyJk/s320/american-history-x-1998-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the movie poster, it's a really powerful movie, to me, anyway..&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/2450100220388893763-2966460317066502182?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SKLz20q_OfI/AAAAAAAAAvk/A6FWpy1WIwE/s72-c/american-history-x-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-6531060740689740756</id><published>2008-08-08T20:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:40:53.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starting at the right time'/><title type='text'>EIGHT THINGS FOR 08/08/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;EIGHT THINGS I LIKE THE MOST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My school soccer jersey cos it keeps me warm in a lan shop at 4am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;2. My giordano boxers cos it actually owns Leonard's Calvin Klein's.&lt;br /&gt;3 .Skipping maths lectures and remedials and extra-lessons and stay-backs and supplementaries and.. .. and.&lt;br /&gt;4. Javachip.&lt;br /&gt;5. That movie they call "American History X".&lt;br /&gt;6. 70c teh si at alson's father's friend's coffeeshop.&lt;br /&gt;7. Low nicotine and and low tar sobranie mints, best part is, I've never had it!&lt;br /&gt;8. Taking the consent form for movie marathon but not going, in the end, and spending that time elsewhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT ME:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I caught a movie with Sian Girl on Wednesday.. was it? I dunno, the BMTC day that is.&lt;br /&gt;2. It take me less than a minute to shit, on average.&lt;br /&gt;3. I wasn't kidding about point number 2.&lt;br /&gt;4. I use Clear, because I like black, because black looks good, and looking good means no dandruff. Nice?&lt;br /&gt;5. I was kidding about point number 4, however.&lt;br /&gt;6. I get up in the middle of the night, say 2am, and walk 900m, from Blk 443 Tampines St. 43 to Tampines East Community Centre, near block 201 at Tampines N2, just to grab a cup of icy cold fresh-n-highly-carbonated coke. It's hardly as good as the 6th C of the 6Cs, i.e. cocaine, that we should all be aiming for but it'll suffice.&lt;br /&gt;7. I like run-on sentences, a lot. But I managed to avoid them and score 56 for General Paper, which is like top 10 in the level and fucking amazing for a slacker like me. Fuckin' amazing, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX THINGS THAT I MUST DO BEFORE I SAY BYEBYE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Shag Emmanuelle Chriqui OR, like Austin Powers, have a threesome with Japanese twins. Sweeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;2. Dress up and make up like T.T. Durai and hit the Integrated Resort's blackjack tables, lose a $100 000 dollars and then say, "Can I bet my golden tap now?"&lt;br /&gt;3. Become Satanic for a week and destroy all who offend me or have "bothered" me in the past. Fucking chang you watch out. Church of Satan Law No.3 states that if you bother me and I tell you to go away, and you refuse, I must destroy you.&lt;br /&gt;4. Enjoy sheeshay and two hour chat with one of those cuties along haji lane.&lt;br /&gt;5. Go to Brazil and enjoy Latina.&lt;br /&gt;6. Go to Brazil again, and enjoy Latinas.  (it's night and im horny, ok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE THINGS THAT MAKE YOU SEXY TO ME:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm gonna be real shallow here, and be like what else dude? like tt ad on tv recently.. can i order a girl with big boobs, long legs, sexy smile and yea her ass must be nice.&lt;br /&gt;2. Innocence. Im not a paedophile but innit cute?&lt;br /&gt;3. Nice eyes!&lt;br /&gt;4. Dimples!&lt;br /&gt;5. What you say.. and who you are.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR THINGS I SAY THE MOST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;2. Sneaky bastard.&lt;br /&gt;3. Go fuck.&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT FREAK ME OUT MORE THAN MY MUM:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. That story about my cousin sitting on a bus. Well it happens so that my cousin is on her way to school and there was an accident around Bedok area and some woman died or smth. My cousin is on the bus which was in the vicinity of the crash site but not directly, and just as she passes it, she turns to see a woman (HOLY FUCKING SHIT MAN!) with blood all over her, she's only p5 ok, sitting beside her. She didn't freak out or anything but she started talking to this woman and was like "oh no, what happened to you? why you got blood all over you?" This was what my aunt, who was with her on that bus told us la, then e best part is that after school, they sit on the back seat of the bus to go home and somehow leave a space between them and hey you guessed it, the woman is sitting right there and my cousin sees her but my aunt doesnt. Then my cousin starts asking her again, "oi! why you follow me? why is there so much blood on you?" and stuff like that. my aunt asks her who she is talking to or why is she mumbling to herself and all tt..&lt;br /&gt;2. that cherry smell when i was walking along katong around 1am that night..&lt;br /&gt;3. the thought of me having a gun.. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO THINGS YOU AREN'T SUPPOSED TO KNOW:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. it is 6 inches.&lt;br /&gt;2. i visit the rooftop every morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE THING I MUST DO BEFORE THE END OF THE YEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. get my salvia seeds and grow them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-6531060740689740756?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/6531060740689740756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=6531060740689740756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/6531060740689740756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/6531060740689740756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/08/eight-things-for-080808.html' title='EIGHT THINGS FOR 08/08/08'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-7632295164254190095</id><published>2008-07-16T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:03.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally can blog again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is the continuation of a really old post that I started but never got to complete, obviously I can't continue it in the same way I intended to then so I shall just briefly caption the photos I uploaded then and then go on to NEW POSTS. WHOOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unedited Stuff Man..:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sian la, I had lots of inspiration in the past couple of weeks for blogging but now I've lost most of it due to decline in inspiration over time, much like an energy reaction pathway model.. Peaks a while after I start thinking about this "inspiration", and then ends off lower than it began, like an exothermic reaction..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SH3x5FGrp7I/AAAAAAAAAuw/2tenuE4G48s/s1600-h/DSC01871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223597105744684978" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SH3x5FGrp7I/AAAAAAAAAuw/2tenuE4G48s/s320/DSC01871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SH3x5eIGbxI/AAAAAAAAAvA/zms0wUkF9_o/s1600-h/DSC01873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223597112461520658" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SH3x5eIGbxI/AAAAAAAAAvA/zms0wUkF9_o/s320/DSC01873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRUSHED SNAILS MUAHAHAHAHA. Jian Nan's idea, gross, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SH3x5TkpxFI/AAAAAAAAAu4/se94ldckGDI/s1600-h/DSC01874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223597109628486738" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SH3x5TkpxFI/AAAAAAAAAu4/se94ldckGDI/s320/DSC01874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, it does&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SH3x5w9M2CI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/F5eeocARsqI/s1600-h/DSC01869.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-7632295164254190095?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/7632295164254190095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=7632295164254190095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/7632295164254190095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/7632295164254190095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally-can-blog-again.html' title='Finally can blog again!'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SH3x5FGrp7I/AAAAAAAAAuw/2tenuE4G48s/s72-c/DSC01871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-7797597306052706684</id><published>2008-06-21T02:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T03:12:24.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the count is 10'/><title type='text'>It's a short post. Or so I thought &lt;-- addded at the end.</title><content type='html'>Living up to the URL of this blog, and getting myself blocked once more by my own ISP for excessive adult (or so they think) content.. Here's some vulgar explosion that went down (in my head, as a matter of fact, cos I didn't get to diss this auntie who supposedly barred my frens from buying 3 ZOHAN tickets cos there were only 2 of them there with 2 student passes, and it was an NC16 movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a chance to talk with that old lady in the middle counter at Century Square, this was how it would have played out I swear.. I'd go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey bitch, dun fuck wit me cos im a kid alright.. Yea, we're fuckin kids or at least u think we are fuckin kids, but u fucked wif e wrong kid! If u like and think ur gonna fuck kids doin this job or u have that need to fuck a kid (like old uncles on busses or at coffeeshops), go fuck ur own fucking kid.. Yea, go fuck ur son or some shit, and leave me the fuck alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, just to sidetrack and deviate from the hate, aight mate that rhymes and thats said.. Erm, I got like 3 posts lined up since more than a month ago, and I never got around to completing them. I guess traffic on this blog has really come to a standstill, except i noe my dearest Chilli Girl still hops around once in a while xD.. Doesn't matter anyway, I don't really noe who comes here cos there are lots of you who don't tag, so let me just blog for myself eh.. More than half of my posts should get people to start feeling disgusted AT me, and feel their HateOnMeter™ go up exponentially, and feel free to hit me back on the tagboard or if you really can't do it, its just a keystroke away. Alt+F4, if you're like at my mom's level. The bottomline really is, if you don't like what you see, you don't have to see. I'm not saying blind urself, blind me or blind everybody but yea you get me.. And the strangest part is I don't even know why I'm saying this, mayb it's just a disclaimer, subconsciously felt I had to place one.. About time yeah.. It's really not aimed at anyone I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, enuff of mumbo jumbo, mojo jojo, mango bongo, or as i said in new zealand to the, guess what, New Zealand Natural(sounds familiar eh, we got it here too) ice-cream-stand-guy, MONGO BONGO! Try reading it off when ur in a hurry cos there's like this queue behind you wif a screaming asian lady.. You'll really get tie MANGO BONGO into MONGO BONGO BNGOO MGONO and stuff. If you don't then well, **CONGRATULATIONS**, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;there is no prize&lt;/span&gt; for being able to read mango bongo as mango bongo and not mongo bongo, even when in a hurry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow even ending my mumbo jumbo is an uphill task! NERD ALERT: Use of metaphor "uphill task", add slash under Cliche-ness tally column on page 847 in GREAT NERD BOOK VOLUME XXVIII CHAPTER 106.85b.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow, what a mouthful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;???!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so you wanna know about what happened earlier of course.. Why the vulgular (as Jon Sung puts it) response to that angular(?) counter girl and e auntie beside her? Well, you see we were going to watch this ZOHAN screening at 7.15 at Century Square and I was late, or going to be just on time and I told Alson and Leonard to buy the tickets first. They were there past 7 so the woman noes the fuckin show is startin. And when they ask for 3 tickets, they were denied because there were only 2 dicks between them. And well, supposedly, the girl who i flamed really badly was goin to give us the tickets (she should JUST HAVE DONE THAT) even tho there were only 2 people presenting their proof of age. So when Alson told me over the phone when I was around e mrt area, that they weren't gonna let us collect e tickets and then at most i FLASH my student pass at e entrance or smth, I started getting really mad at this inflexible counter staff. Its just a fucking movie for christ sake, yea ur doing ur job and all but I could jus go online and watch the whole fucking thing instead of patronize you but sadly my internet can't stream so well (yes feel sorry for me, thanks). So I tell Alson, you tell her, that we give her the fucking money, she gives us the fucking tickets. If I can pay you, you can give me the tickets. Your job is to sell the ticket, my job is to buy it from you and thats that. If im underage, let that be my fucking problem, stop me at e door or something. Well mayb if the show wasn't starting already then nevermind but you want me to join e queue again, show u that if i fuck sum1 no1 aint raping me anymore (16, yep), and then collect my ticket? I always say, for the movies that is, alchohol cigs and porn mayb not, that if i am underage, LET THAT BE MY FUCKING PROBLEM. Ur not e last checkpoint, sum1 else can check me without me joining a queue again when e movie is starting or has started alr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I felt pretty bad for flaming her actually, aft alson n leo told me tt its e auntie beside e girl who stopped her from proceeding to sell us e tickets. Her response was too funny too. You are SO RUDE! LOL. Ya. I am. I swore at your face and gave you the finger. I guess I shan't recap it here, its wrong. But oh well, cinema staff, cut me some slack bitches, ur losing business..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-7797597306052706684?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/7797597306052706684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=7797597306052706684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/7797597306052706684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/7797597306052706684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-short-post-or-so-i-thought-addded.html' title='It&apos;s a short post. Or so I thought &lt;-- addded at the end.'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-3919069422766116252</id><published>2008-06-09T00:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:06.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Compendium</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"Finally! Some photos!" I hear you say..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you have not seen wrong, here are lots of photos with stories lacking but heck, way overdue. Props to Madison, Invisible Marlboroh, and Roy for giving me the energy to finish this post whilst the first half of Crotia Vs Turkey, ends goalless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to begin with, I would like to introduce, Godfather of the Ryuseikai Family, Akiho Prefecture, Mr. MAK. Otherwise known to me as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MR. M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;utomatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;alashnikov&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ack&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i)ncapacitating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;irls.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet. That took me 10 minutes ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SEwPVV2TDdI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Es3J3_UWWYs/s1600-h/DSC01637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209555728277376466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SEwPVV2TDdI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Es3J3_UWWYs/s320/DSC01637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SEwPWwAIJaI/AAAAAAAAAtI/WP_G99446oc/s1600-h/DSC01636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209555752477795746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SEwPWwAIJaI/AAAAAAAAAtI/WP_G99446oc/s320/DSC01636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, don't pay no attention to that subtle smile. This is the face of the Man even while he kills a whole hamstershopful of hamsters. And also in happier times, like when he's banging his Jap girls. What i'm saying is the face don't change, even in death, this is the true master, the true Poker Face, or the Smiling Frog (Warai Kaeru) as we call it here in Akiho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SEwPWfAeKoI/AAAAAAAAAtA/GgF43fPMNFE/s1600-h/DSC01639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209555747915836034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SEwPWfAeKoI/AAAAAAAAAtA/GgF43fPMNFE/s320/DSC01639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warai Kaeru indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then limpeh proceeds to get his fockin' hair cut! At GATAOMO, once more, the place for funky styles!! This was like on the very weekend the holidays started man.. Wild Styles for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SEwPXIuRU_I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/f-y3fcERD8g/s1600-h/DSC01643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209555759113786354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SEwPXIuRU_I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/f-y3fcERD8g/s320/DSC01643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SEwPXwskcPI/AAAAAAAAAtY/3mo23UizUCc/s1600-h/DSC01645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209555769844068594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SEwPXwskcPI/AAAAAAAAAtY/3mo23UizUCc/s320/DSC01645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFwK7_OIAsI/AAAAAAAAAuI/_0B9QQZ5eMY/s1600-h/DSC01642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214054494287430338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFwK7_OIAsI/AAAAAAAAAuI/_0B9QQZ5eMY/s320/DSC01642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hair, before. Very badly highlighted according to the stylist who did me, did my hair I mean. I was going for the skunk look anyway, highlighting a corner of my fringe and a whole slab(slanting) of the back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFosDGNLCKI/AAAAAAAAAto/xa6imeva47M/s1600-h/DSC01659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213527950351861922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFosDGNLCKI/AAAAAAAAAto/xa6imeva47M/s320/DSC01659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFwK8NPen_I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/b8I7vbGO6Ms/s1600-h/DSC01660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214054498051203058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFwK8NPen_I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/b8I7vbGO6Ms/s320/DSC01660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alson's the camera man, it looks pretty badly taken but nevermind, just wish you could see the difference in length on both sides, 1 side sloped, shaved and cut wif those parellel lines and 1 side left alone.. E lines didn't really go how I wanted em to but oh well.. I told her to slant them slightly upwards, towards e back of my head such that they'd b pointing downwards towards my front wif a really gentle gradient. gentle gradient so that it wouldnt be parallel to the ground or my specs but only to each other. e gradient got really messed up cos i cldnt describe to her properly and i was originally gonna draw but we both forgot about it in the end.. Anyway, she's pretty good at styling wif clay and pullin those matte spikes man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFosCzhYFaI/AAAAAAAAAtg/4tp2FO1oL1g/s1600-h/DSC01647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213527945336329634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFosCzhYFaI/AAAAAAAAAtg/4tp2FO1oL1g/s320/DSC01647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoosh. BLEACH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFosDYzFGNI/AAAAAAAAAt4/5XedjI4umUE/s1600-h/DSC01664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213527955342694610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFosDYzFGNI/AAAAAAAAAt4/5XedjI4umUE/s320/DSC01664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Golden Path.. Got Medusa in background, quick, take shield, cover! DONT LOOK INTO HER EYES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFosDAnrg1I/AAAAAAAAAtw/7EtGPqniB_Q/s1600-h/DSC01662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213527948852429650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFosDAnrg1I/AAAAAAAAAtw/7EtGPqniB_Q/s320/DSC01662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely bucks, stepped on three continents wif 'em now.. Love em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFosDUo6gWI/AAAAAAAAAuA/-wNNB4WlLyI/s1600-h/DSC01666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213527954226315618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFosDUo6gWI/AAAAAAAAAuA/-wNNB4WlLyI/s320/DSC01666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAPPORO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post ends wif Croatia scoring one at 119 minutes and Turkey giving punters a run for their money wif a goal coming in at 120+2 minutes! Hahaha EPIC. Punters, EPIC FAIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random shots from holiday:&lt;br /&gt;No time to explain much ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFwK8MTRfUI/AAAAAAAAAuY/1kBPCUa3H28/s1600-h/DSC01670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214054497798683970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFwK8MTRfUI/AAAAAAAAAuY/1kBPCUa3H28/s320/DSC01670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light shines through, plane windows.. Rainbow forms.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFwK8Fo4IRI/AAAAAAAAAug/HCXQdSdDGCw/s1600-h/DSC01701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214054496010248466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFwK8Fo4IRI/AAAAAAAAAug/HCXQdSdDGCw/s320/DSC01701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, sure does look like candy rocks eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFwK8c2bugI/AAAAAAAAAuo/1arAMCHI_8w/s1600-h/DSC01833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214054502241122818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SFwK8c2bugI/AAAAAAAAAuo/1arAMCHI_8w/s320/DSC01833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang you're dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-3919069422766116252?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/3919069422766116252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=3919069422766116252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3919069422766116252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3919069422766116252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/06/compendium.html' title='Compendium'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SEwPVV2TDdI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Es3J3_UWWYs/s72-c/DSC01637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-5430954070658378756</id><published>2008-05-14T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T01:29:58.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vogue.'/><title type='text'>Back from ashes, is not what I am.. It is, a cliche phrase however.</title><content type='html'>Its 1.13 am as I begin this post.. Am listening to Anna Molly, live at Hove, once again, on Youtube. It's one of the things I've been longing to do once i got back my com.. and holy, the sound I get on these Sony Earpieces which Nan coped from Popular more than a year back is Oh-So-Fucking-Awesome!! Nan I love you lols.. And ya heard, I've got my FUCKING COM BACK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy, cos today I found my friends.. No wait, thats Nirvana, I'm so happy cos yesterday I got my com back.. Sadly, as always, I can't tell u the exciting stories, not juicy mind you, that happened in my absence from cyberspace but u bet I'll be telling u what's been happening and well, yeah, the highlights of the past couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall see how Megalomaniac sounds on these earpieces.. Can hear the bass loud and clear.. The scratching is crisp.. I can hear the people in the crowd and they do sound distant. Teardrops intro.. Opening riff!! Ok, enough of the obsession with Incubus.. Ahh damn, jus as i wanted to start uploading pictures my eyes get really painful from this dark room and I think I'm just gonna continue 2mr morning or on FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money woes about FRIDAY but still.. IT MUST WORK THIS FRIDAY!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-5430954070658378756?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/5430954070658378756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=5430954070658378756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5430954070658378756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5430954070658378756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-from-ashes-is-not-what-i-am-it-is.html' title='Back from ashes, is not what I am.. It is, a cliche phrase however.'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-4727395398592981175</id><published>2008-04-16T00:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:07.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='come as you are'/><title type='text'>I'm not dead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think everyone should check out this annual/biannual graphic novel compilation called "Flight", very interesting and original pieces of different creative styles you'll find in there. Graphic storytelling at its best too. Check the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not very new, but Mas Selamat pop-art anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SATWmMTZrDI/AAAAAAAAAsw/TXeuJnWHAnM/s1600-h/DSC01337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189508622263626802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SATWmMTZrDI/AAAAAAAAAsw/TXeuJnWHAnM/s320/DSC01337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it all comes down to this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SATWNsTZrCI/AAAAAAAAAso/nKjqJjj4gMI/s1600-h/DSC01418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189508201356831778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SATWNsTZrCI/AAAAAAAAAso/nKjqJjj4gMI/s320/DSC01418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck You!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-4727395398592981175?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/4727395398592981175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=4727395398592981175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4727395398592981175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4727395398592981175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-not-dead.html' title='I&apos;m not dead.'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/SATWmMTZrDI/AAAAAAAAAsw/TXeuJnWHAnM/s72-c/DSC01337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-7366667858781302096</id><published>2008-03-04T22:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:12.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is everything a baited hook?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yea, I've got a test tomorrow. But I figured I'd probably fail it &lt;em&gt;anyway&lt;/em&gt;, so I might as well satisfy myself and the people who like this place and blog. Way overdue man. So much so I've lost much memory of what I've done and been doing recently. And that is sad. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, I shall use pictures to remind me of the stuff that's been going on but as I always forget to charge my phone nowadays, this method is beginning to fail me because I can't and I don't cam-whore as much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there's really quite a number of pictures to be shared here as I've realised, after spending 45 minutes or so choosing and uploading them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81ZDNHq7oI/AAAAAAAAAp4/dcyjtKOGPck/s1600-h/DSC01194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173889458514882178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81ZDNHq7oI/AAAAAAAAAp4/dcyjtKOGPck/s320/DSC01194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fierce display of rare dunks, airmaxes and forces at Leftfoot Fareast man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81ZDtHq7pI/AAAAAAAAAqA/_o1XYLmRans/s1600-h/DSC01191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173889467104816786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81ZDtHq7pI/AAAAAAAAAqA/_o1XYLmRans/s320/DSC01191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I look so guailan in a Tiffany green set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81ZD9Hq7qI/AAAAAAAAAqI/adEnJvi7_NE/s1600-h/DSC01210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173889471399784098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81ZD9Hq7qI/AAAAAAAAAqI/adEnJvi7_NE/s320/DSC01210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81ZEdHq7rI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/mq0Eu8gNgAM/s1600-h/DSC01220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173889479989718706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81ZEdHq7rI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/mq0Eu8gNgAM/s320/DSC01220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This set is in honour of marcus and his late hair.. Its so gone now thanks to Mr Teo lol. The slope is REALLY bad. Worse than mine waddya think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we have a Jon Sung clinging on to a really heavy rock/anchor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81ZEtHq7sI/AAAAAAAAAqY/pLusQVh6F9c/s1600-h/DSC01240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173889484284686018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81ZEtHq7sI/AAAAAAAAAqY/pLusQVh6F9c/s320/DSC01240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HF's got a future as an anchorman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went with Alson and Qian Yeah one day, after gymming wif Leo and them, to Peninsular Plaza to get Alson some kicks. We actually went back to Leo's house after tt to play mahjong.. how fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81aAdHq7tI/AAAAAAAAAqg/BPRulxe86Z8/s1600-h/DSC01255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173890510781869778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81aAdHq7tI/AAAAAAAAAqg/BPRulxe86Z8/s320/DSC01255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, they sure look familar, same size same model.. Where have you seen em? Or rather, who've you seen em on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81aA9Hq7uI/AAAAAAAAAqo/xY_6FIInQ1A/s1600-h/DSC01256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173890519371804386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81aA9Hq7uI/AAAAAAAAAqo/xY_6FIInQ1A/s320/DSC01256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's HF's shoe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, and there was this day which was my birthday! Just proves how long I haven't blogged for man.. And yea, on this birthday morning, my mum was high and she cooked me instant noodles wif abalone, LOL. Hey not mock abalone ok. The real, chewy, totally pwn sharkfin (fuck sharkfin) type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81aBNHq7vI/AAAAAAAAAqw/QaqH4DuLtcE/s1600-h/DSC01260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173890523666771698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81aBNHq7vI/AAAAAAAAAqw/QaqH4DuLtcE/s320/DSC01260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth Kow's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81aBdHq7wI/AAAAAAAAAq4/oEbZVzD1F0c/s1600-h/DSC01267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173890527961739010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81aBdHq7wI/AAAAAAAAAq4/oEbZVzD1F0c/s320/DSC01267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sister's pencils (?stationary)?.. You haven't even seen the pencil case man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha and on my birthday, me and Leonard and Alson got so bored, we decided to play wif some bees, in a beehive, on a tree, beside an overhead bridge, that leads from city link mall to suntec city. Oh yea, we went to scout for rocks from the construction sites nearby and grabbed a couple of them and went to throw at the beehive, haha. It was really fun, especially when throwing from the top of the overhead bridge when there's a Ferrari below and the driver is in it and he thinks ur tryna get his car. It was goddamned funny and fun, we really wanted to make the hive drop but even Alson's strength, and the big rocks couldnt. The bees just got really angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81aBtHq7xI/AAAAAAAAArA/29Wp_pV_whs/s1600-h/DSC01269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173890532256706322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81aBtHq7xI/AAAAAAAAArA/29Wp_pV_whs/s320/DSC01269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beehive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81bidHq7yI/AAAAAAAAArI/U-Pefc5GOQk/s1600-h/DSC01270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173892194409049890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81bidHq7yI/AAAAAAAAArI/U-Pefc5GOQk/s320/DSC01270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ferrari. Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then, there's my 2nd CCA. Culinary Club, oh yeah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81bjNHq70I/AAAAAAAAArY/UQJ3UDrQUnY/s1600-h/DSC01281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173892207293951810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81bjNHq70I/AAAAAAAAArY/UQJ3UDrQUnY/s320/DSC01281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This IS culinary club. We're so cool, we can cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we're not the &lt;em&gt;only ones&lt;/em&gt; that are cool. I know another cool guy in Tampines and he owns a bike. His bike isn't really that special but he sure knows how to protect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81bi9Hq7zI/AAAAAAAAArQ/Lz77AapjqWA/s1600-h/DSC01272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173892202998984498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81bi9Hq7zI/AAAAAAAAArQ/Lz77AapjqWA/s320/DSC01272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colourful eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, guess how we're gonna celebrate Marcus's birthday, aside from the Fish &amp;amp; Co. lunch (I assume that as part of it). We're gonna go for INCUBUS, LIVE @ FORT CANNING. WOOHOO, ya heard, ya heard, INCUBUS. I could go on forever, but it's already 11.44 now and I have to "time-man". &lt;a href="http://timeman.com/"&gt;Timeman.com &lt;/a&gt;for those who dun pay attention during PCCG period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81bjtHq71I/AAAAAAAAArg/Oz49gjyGnlM/s1600-h/DSC01287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173892215883886418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81bjtHq71I/AAAAAAAAArg/Oz49gjyGnlM/s320/DSC01287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus looks slightly wasted here and Leonard is just really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81bj9Hq72I/AAAAAAAAAro/aEHkZxOu4Io/s1600-h/DSC01290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173892220178853730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81bj9Hq72I/AAAAAAAAAro/aEHkZxOu4Io/s320/DSC01290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sprained my ankle really badly and all I got was to walk up these stairs two days later to visit CDG@ Mount Sophia. Near where OldSchool/Sinema is, yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the sexy bitch from the health promotion board who came down to talk about stress or smth? She said dun think about the pink elephant. I don't think about pink elephants.. I think about green elephants but when they look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81cxdHq73I/AAAAAAAAArw/8kjHtuxF8l8/s1600-h/DSC01291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173893551618715506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81cxdHq73I/AAAAAAAAArw/8kjHtuxF8l8/s320/DSC01291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you really blame me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81cxtHq74I/AAAAAAAAAr4/MgrE3V2lOxA/s1600-h/DSC01292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173893555913682818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81cxtHq74I/AAAAAAAAAr4/MgrE3V2lOxA/s320/DSC01292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya heard again.. Leftfoot's opening another Chapter @The Cathay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81cx9Hq75I/AAAAAAAAAsA/a_UshbfV-t8/s1600-h/DSC01295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173893560208650130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81cx9Hq75I/AAAAAAAAAsA/a_UshbfV-t8/s320/DSC01295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3M reflectolites.. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81cyNHq76I/AAAAAAAAAsI/m-ASaNIT4rU/s1600-h/DSC01311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173893564503617442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81cyNHq76I/AAAAAAAAAsI/m-ASaNIT4rU/s320/DSC01311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81cydHq77I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/YxzzfL3TZ7o/s1600-h/DSC01317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173893568798584754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81cydHq77I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/YxzzfL3TZ7o/s320/DSC01317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sliced our cubes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81qNNHq79I/AAAAAAAAAsg/mxqBcc7ofkI/s1600-h/DSC01316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173908322011246546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81qNNHq79I/AAAAAAAAAsg/mxqBcc7ofkI/s320/DSC01316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, as all the cliched grandmotherfuckers say, I present to you, my lovely locker!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81qMtHq78I/AAAAAAAAAsY/yqirYGo2CL0/s1600-h/DSC01319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173908313421311938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81qMtHq78I/AAAAAAAAAsY/yqirYGo2CL0/s320/DSC01319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lamcproductions.com/portals/lamc/story_images/Incubus_Low_Res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.lamcproductions.com/portals/lamc/story_images/Incubus_Low_Res.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to mosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-7366667858781302096?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/7366667858781302096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=7366667858781302096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/7366667858781302096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/7366667858781302096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/03/is-everything-baited-hook.html' title='Is everything a baited hook?'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R81ZDNHq7oI/AAAAAAAAAp4/dcyjtKOGPck/s72-c/DSC01194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-1882671043897354675</id><published>2008-02-13T22:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T23:21:12.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It needs no title</title><content type='html'>Prejudice (prĕj'ə-dĭs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;a. An adverse judgment or opinion formed beforehand or without knowledge or examination of the facts.&lt;br /&gt;1b. A preconceived preference or idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The act or state of holding unreasonable preconceived judgments or convictions. See synonyms at &lt;a class="ilnk" href="http://www.answers.com/topic/predilection" target="_top"&gt;predilection&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Irrational suspicion or hatred of a particular group, race, or religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Detriment or injury caused to a person by the preconceived, unfavorable conviction of another or others.tr.v., -diced, -dic·ing, -dic·es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you bitches wanna hate on me, ppl tell you a story, you listen, you soak it all up, ask no questions, have no doubts. Make no mistake, prejudice is something present in all of us and its been hardwired into every single human being. It's this very thing, prejudice, that we succumb to that keeps us alive. This isn't drama and I'm not being exaggerating. Prejudice stems from the need to protect ourselves, to anticipate things, to better prepare ourselves from encounters wif people/things we haven't had contact with. The problem, then, is that there isn't much fairness in this. It's especially, disheartening (ur CME teacher might tell you), and disgusting if we don't make an attempt to get our facts right, keep ours minds open, and stop trying to vindicate, until you've got the real picture. Until you're certain you've got it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complain about people being biased or unfair. Study about prejudice and how dangerous as well as harmful it can be. But have you ever asked yourself if you've done the same and been prejudiced against sum1. More so, WITHOUT, even making the attempt to clarify things with the other party. Instead, you choose the easier option, eat your meat the way it's served to you, better still, take the chance to be one of the hive, go ahead and victimise with the half-truths you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, bitches, you don't even noe me. We aren't even acquainted. I've never done shit to u, or ur mum, for that matter so I don't need this from you. My frens aren't idolising me, they just have a brain and they give people chances. Actually, I could get personal, especially when I pay a visit to your level. So here goes, its shallow but, the fact that you got retained says a lot about your intelligence, already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the really negative 50th post but I had to post some rants. Some bitches got to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-1882671043897354675?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/1882671043897354675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=1882671043897354675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/1882671043897354675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/1882671043897354675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-needs-no-title.html' title='It needs no title'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-350795617276771518</id><published>2008-02-06T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:16.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No ang-baos this year, WTF.</title><content type='html'>Hey wassup guys, am feelin slightly drunk now from a bottle of red wine that I just had wif my Dad over dinner.. Will try to blog as normally as possible tho I had to think for quite a while before I started typing and shooting my mouth off. Which is unusual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so first up, We got a Chak's shoe update. The shoe which started off as a really gay baby blue n white shoe, that i've been trying to transform. If you've been a regular at this blog and can remember some of the posts from december, you wld hav seen some of the colourways i drafted for this shoe. I think I've carried out the drafts to a not-so-bad accuracy, so they do look like what i intended them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m5kid9jGI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Shwq5pW3sMY/s1600-h/DSC01057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163862485135887458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m5kid9jGI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Shwq5pW3sMY/s320/DSC01057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m5lSd9jHI/AAAAAAAAAoE/R7hq457aqtk/s1600-h/DSC01059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163862498020789362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m5lSd9jHI/AAAAAAAAAoE/R7hq457aqtk/s320/DSC01059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half-done lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6sC5yd9jLI/AAAAAAAAAok/ZZJoK5DRmYU/s1600-h/DSC01168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164224589533646002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6sC5yd9jLI/AAAAAAAAAok/ZZJoK5DRmYU/s320/DSC01168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6sC6yd9jMI/AAAAAAAAAos/ctnlOl14NQU/s1600-h/DSC01167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164224606713515202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6sC6yd9jMI/AAAAAAAAAos/ctnlOl14NQU/s320/DSC01167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad, yep.. Still painting the side panels and toe box, will try to finish by CNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next.. we have some random stuff from and about school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6sGFSd9jQI/AAAAAAAAApM/F8V9QbptF-E/s1600-h/DSC01126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164228085637025026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6sGFSd9jQI/AAAAAAAAApM/F8V9QbptF-E/s320/DSC01126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my school. It's big. The photo is taken from a far place. You can see a few ppl in the canteen (where the stairs in the parade square are leading to) and also, some ppl by the grand stand if you look carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However.. Like I said, the picture is taken from somewhere quite far &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; if you wanna see someone &lt;strong&gt;clearly&lt;/strong&gt; then he has to be &lt;strong&gt;BIG, &lt;/strong&gt;like HAN FENG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6sC7id9jNI/AAAAAAAAAo0/zXoDHjH8S70/s1600-h/DSC01128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164224619598417106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6sC7id9jNI/AAAAAAAAAo0/zXoDHjH8S70/s320/DSC01128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot him??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was a week of discovery man. I discovered that I failed the diagnostic test for maths which means I'ld probably have to drop to H1 maths and take some shit combi, or if they're kind enuff, I can just up econs to H2 and take H1 maths and have everyth else stay the same.. which is pretty much what I wanted in the first place but H1 maths is like some shit subj and that's why i wanted to try H2 math first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else I discovered was the new way of copying homework. Think homework think foolscap, think foolscap think writing, thinking writing think images(i hope this isnt too big a jump), think images think image-capture, think image-capture think CAMERA! Muahaha. Store an image indefinitely and refer at your own convenience. Hence, I present the take-photo-and-copy-later technique was suggested by my chairperson, zomgz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6sGGid9jSI/AAAAAAAAApc/eP_rL8R1ir4/s1600-h/DSC01123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164228107111861538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6sGGid9jSI/AAAAAAAAApc/eP_rL8R1ir4/s320/DSC01123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework for copy, yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some random happenings that happen as I walk from school to MRT. Such things always involve cars.. like ELMO(!), which i didn't blog about but quite a number of people should noe about since the walkway was pretty crowded when we did elmo in.. and also, the giant bumper, that probably flew off some car in an accident, that me, tsun leung, hf, and gangster, found at the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6sC7yd9jOI/AAAAAAAAAo8/bEOm_GfmEhQ/s1600-h/DSC01131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164224623893384418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6sC7yd9jOI/AAAAAAAAAo8/bEOm_GfmEhQ/s320/DSC01131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what a grill should be looking like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6sC8id9jPI/AAAAAAAAApE/QvBDme9ErA8/s1600-h/DSC01133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164224636778286322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6sC8id9jPI/AAAAAAAAApE/QvBDme9ErA8/s320/DSC01133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dun play play man. Rolls Royce ok.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. the guy in the reflection of the overly shiny boot of the car is not me. It's joseph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, there's a opening party of "Sup", another local streetwear brand at Haji Lane and there was, as usual, free beer so cats like me and Leonard definitely couldn't miss this one. The party was definitely not as hyped as Sole Obsession 3rd Chapter (around august last year), Sole Obs BBQ (ard xmas), or even the uber-fucked What's Good store opening (december).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, I have to post this pic, as requested by Leonard because he really liked this girl and forced me to take a picture of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m5pid9jKI/AAAAAAAAAoc/nK9JheUQMTk/s1600-h/DSC01135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163862571035233442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m5pid9jKI/AAAAAAAAAoc/nK9JheUQMTk/s320/DSC01135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really take many pictures wif the people at the party this time as I was too busy drinking and fooling around with my homies Leonard and Alson who joined us after school to enjoy some beer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6sGFyd9jRI/AAAAAAAAApU/QdPCa4PT43A/s1600-h/DSC01135.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m5nyd9jII/AAAAAAAAAoM/y2vvGIvdv4E/s1600-h/DSC01137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163862540970462338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m5nyd9jII/AAAAAAAAAoM/y2vvGIvdv4E/s320/DSC01137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m5pCd9jJI/AAAAAAAAAoU/FGmLauznslc/s1600-h/DSC01138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163862562445298834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m5pCd9jJI/AAAAAAAAAoU/FGmLauznslc/s320/DSC01138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look mum, no hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m3jid9jBI/AAAAAAAAAnU/wYfmqtmFOGE/s1600-h/DSC01147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163860268932762642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m3jid9jBI/AAAAAAAAAnU/wYfmqtmFOGE/s320/DSC01147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE jealous wanting. BE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m3jyd9jCI/AAAAAAAAAnc/2-oPEEQ_5kk/s1600-h/DSC01151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163860273227729954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m3jyd9jCI/AAAAAAAAAnc/2-oPEEQ_5kk/s320/DSC01151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had more alcohol than him, given the red and white wines offered to us by some china girls lol, but Leonard definitely looks blurer than me here. We're on our way out of the party, to bugis, outside Raffles Hospital anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m3kid9jDI/AAAAAAAAAnk/oxVVCmn4WtE/s1600-h/DSC01152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163860286112631858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m3kid9jDI/AAAAAAAAAnk/oxVVCmn4WtE/s320/DSC01152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he just looks tortured and blurer and now I look drunk! I suspect Leonard became drunker slightly later, before he had his kopi n half-boiled eggs at Toast Box because he went to kiss Aki on my shirt twice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m3lCd9jEI/AAAAAAAAAns/eEgZTJHH4Jw/s1600-h/DSC01145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163860294702566466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m3lCd9jEI/AAAAAAAAAns/eEgZTJHH4Jw/s320/DSC01145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You asked, nice middle finger anot? Now I look at it and say, yes Leonard, nice! Alson looks cute hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m3lid9jFI/AAAAAAAAAn0/eCgT1k5mWCg/s1600-h/DSC01142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163860303292501074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m3lid9jFI/AAAAAAAAAn0/eCgT1k5mWCg/s320/DSC01142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't really see but this was Leo's idea hahaha. We're doing the xi-jiu thing.. yea you noe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier tonight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6sGHSd9jTI/AAAAAAAAApk/jjrhoc_Avs4/s1600-h/DSC01175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164228119996763442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6sGHSd9jTI/AAAAAAAAApk/jjrhoc_Avs4/s320/DSC01175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice bbq. Nothing on the grill tho, almost eat finish alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6sGHyd9jUI/AAAAAAAAAps/2OCovRJAYeQ/s1600-h/DSC01184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164228128586698050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6sGHyd9jUI/AAAAAAAAAps/2OCovRJAYeQ/s320/DSC01184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoldering flames and marshmallows are best friends. Purple flames because I changed the white balance to auto, lol. Only "cloudy" can pick up the flames as anything non-purple, I'm not even saying it's capturing the colour of the flame accurately but at least its not purple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have for now ppl. Really gotta tell myself to work harder for school and get back to how I started in week 1 or 2, handing in my work and doing my readings. Hope you enjoyed the read and do tag :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-350795617276771518?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/350795617276771518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=350795617276771518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/350795617276771518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/350795617276771518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/02/hey-wassup-guys-am-feelin-slightly.html' title='No ang-baos this year, WTF.'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6m5kid9jGI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Shwq5pW3sMY/s72-c/DSC01057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-7149482740703342275</id><published>2008-01-28T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:19.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so take a look now'/><title type='text'>I don't know where we are going now..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6Hdjid9i8I/AAAAAAAAAms/k-0GPHYlqCE/s1600-h/DSC01104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161650250560932802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6Hdjid9i8I/AAAAAAAAAms/k-0GPHYlqCE/s320/DSC01104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypebeast spotted. ACU Dunkestos + Bape Shirt + Bape Cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6HdkCd9i9I/AAAAAAAAAm0/GBReICSNN3c/s1600-h/DSC01095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161650259150867410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6HdkCd9i9I/AAAAAAAAAm0/GBReICSNN3c/s320/DSC01095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new bass amp! 10 watts only, but combined with my lovely cables its giving me some good clean sound with much lesser noise than Jon Sung's starter package bass amp (the black one below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6HdkSd9i-I/AAAAAAAAAm8/GaqhLusgRMw/s1600-h/DSC01089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161650263445834722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6HdkSd9i-I/AAAAAAAAAm8/GaqhLusgRMw/s320/DSC01089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planet Waves cables are the love. Try them and you won't ever regret buying them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6Hdkid9i_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/20Y-b3e76q4/s1600-h/DSC01075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161650267740802034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6Hdkid9i_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/20Y-b3e76q4/s320/DSC01075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6HdlCd9jAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/gf1fKWTiVHs/s1600-h/DSC01074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161650276330736642" style="WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="78" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6HdlCd9jAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/gf1fKWTiVHs/s320/DSC01074.JPG" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have sent videos of spraycan space art pieces being done to you guys before but all that was always kinda distant with no1 practicing it locally or that we noe of. but, hey, look! I caught this guy at tampines selling some of his space art pieces, they're pretty awesome but i've only seen him there once and its not like he's selling them for a lot either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, last week (since I started this post on like the 28th and today is the 2nd alr) I acquired 9 stripes on 1 day! I didn't spend too much actually, about 220+ bucks on 3 pairs of shoes. I've never actually worn adidas shoes in my whole life, seriously, and somehow i go crazy at peninsular plaza and buy 2 pairs at 1 shot. 220 is really cheap actually, considering how much I can blow, over a pair of dunks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyth I got was at 30% off, hence the price (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R538uid9i5I/AAAAAAAAAmU/ZLpBH1aa6yE/s1600-h/DSC01110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160558624493112210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R538uid9i5I/AAAAAAAAAmU/ZLpBH1aa6yE/s320/DSC01110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those street soccer boots are the cheapest amongst the 3 but it looks the best in real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R538vCd9i6I/AAAAAAAAAmc/7S7k86_rfI8/s1600-h/DSC01113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160558633083046818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R538vCd9i6I/AAAAAAAAAmc/7S7k86_rfI8/s320/DSC01113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashy red soccer boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R538vSd9i7I/AAAAAAAAAmk/c2drqhhr1Zc/s1600-h/DSC01115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160558637378014130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R538vSd9i7I/AAAAAAAAAmk/c2drqhhr1Zc/s320/DSC01115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultra-flashy gold adiZeros!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R538uCd9i4I/AAAAAAAAAmM/yP8rbSe-isI/s1600-h/DSC01112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160558615903177602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R538uCd9i4I/AAAAAAAAAmM/yP8rbSe-isI/s320/DSC01112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not-so-flashy but really clean n neat soccer boots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus Pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R538tyd9i3I/AAAAAAAAAmE/5LMRlLH1QF0/s1600-h/DSC01109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160558611608210290" style="WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" height="105" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R538tyd9i3I/AAAAAAAAAmE/5LMRlLH1QF0/s320/DSC01109.JPG" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some strange rainbow looking patch on the ground at a park near my house. I put my feet there to allow for some reference as to the size of the "thing". It's damn cool la, everytime I walk back from 201 (or 212, lol) I will past by and it never fails to catch my attention. Its more visible at night under the park lamps la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-7149482740703342275?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/7149482740703342275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=7149482740703342275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/7149482740703342275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/7149482740703342275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-dont-know-where-we-are-going-now.html' title='I don&apos;t know where we are going now..'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R6Hdjid9i8I/AAAAAAAAAms/k-0GPHYlqCE/s72-c/DSC01104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-5691827114178628633</id><published>2008-01-25T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T00:02:43.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xiao ti da zuo'/><title type='text'>I'm itching all over cos I slid on grass</title><content type='html'>Muse- Supermassive Black Hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xsp3_a-PMTw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xsp3_a-PMTw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muse -Hysteria bass cover. This guy is damn power! And so is the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0VYKRHY9-HM&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0VYKRHY9-HM&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh anyway I saw this cute high-speed motorbike chase near my house as I was coming home from simpang bedok sia. It was along the stretch from tampines library to tampines jc there (avenue 2?).. that long straight road. I was about to cross the road then i see this blue n red flashing light chionging past me n all the cars in front of it, then i was wondering eh what happen. I couldn't really see any car of motorcycle "running" away from the patrol bike so I decided jus cross the road and continue walking la. Anyway, I hav to walk down the side of the road until I reach my block and I was just fiddling around wif my phone when i saw something zoom past me in my peripheral vision and this time, two patrol bikes sort of chasing after it, in the opposite direction as just now lol! this time the bikes were slower la but i think they're actually chasing sum1 la. funny lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-5691827114178628633?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/5691827114178628633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=5691827114178628633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5691827114178628633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5691827114178628633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-itching-all-over-cos-i-slid-on-grass.html' title='I&apos;m itching all over cos I slid on grass'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-3979444253940976821</id><published>2008-01-20T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:23.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation pics</title><content type='html'>Heyyo, it's really late now and I should be sleeping soon. Didn't manage to do much work cos of the desire to slack and so I'll just post some orientation pics woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this pictures fall into a chronological order in some way but if it doesn't dun blame me because pictures are hard to move around on blogger once you've uploaded all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5Nmk2sVSFI/AAAAAAAAAjU/BlHABuDpHqU/s1600-h/100_5827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157578781612132434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5Nmk2sVSFI/AAAAAAAAAjU/BlHABuDpHqU/s400/100_5827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House B = Red House. Therefore our OGL Darren Teo, mus wield a RED bamboo stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NmlmsVSHI/AAAAAAAAAjk/DJFreUtr4gs/s1600-h/100_5734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157578794497034354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NmlmsVSHI/AAAAAAAAAjk/DJFreUtr4gs/s400/100_5734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After gay ice breakers on the 1st day, we play a gay game of poke-the-balloon! Here are our "generals" and "commander" HAN FENG!! Lol, it's seriously funny, look at big kid Han Feng's face here. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, we play amazing race (DHS is really fond of amazing races) once again and this time our first stop is Safra @Mount Faber, lol. No one had any idea how to go there we were pretty much lost but we decided to ask around at the MRT and in the end we got off at Tiong Bahru to take a bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5N082sVSTI/AAAAAAAAAlE/fidRf9a9x5I/s1600-h/100_5760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157594587091781938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5N082sVSTI/AAAAAAAAAlE/fidRf9a9x5I/s400/100_5760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lol, look at HF look at Kenneth look at something else. Lucky, I'm peace-loving and ain't gonna stare at any1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NxNWsVSQI/AAAAAAAAAks/vABnH7wfXbQ/s1600-h/100_5762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157590472513112322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NxNWsVSQI/AAAAAAAAAks/vABnH7wfXbQ/s400/100_5762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the train.. Han Feng's need to air his pits..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NpOmsVSLI/AAAAAAAAAkE/67Ut3z9gGX0/s1600-h/100_5776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157581697894926514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NpOmsVSLI/AAAAAAAAAkE/67Ut3z9gGX0/s400/100_5776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5N2QWsVSVI/AAAAAAAAAlU/DgKJwc6tZVA/s1600-h/100_5774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157596021610858834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5N2QWsVSVI/AAAAAAAAAlU/DgKJwc6tZVA/s400/100_5774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the bus. Omg, look at the power of 3M reflector! Haha, can't even see the New Balance words la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NmlWsVSGI/AAAAAAAAAjc/6NBFCoRH8xo/s1600-h/100_5772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157578790202067042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NmlWsVSGI/AAAAAAAAAjc/6NBFCoRH8xo/s400/100_5772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, we all suck at pool and it took us damn long to finish the game. Note: there is a tunnel of light beyond the exit sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NpOGsVSJI/AAAAAAAAAj0/k0sm_5zNAnI/s1600-h/100_5795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157581689304991890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NpOGsVSJI/AAAAAAAAAj0/k0sm_5zNAnI/s400/100_5795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coke addict loading up on coke. Fat kid is just trying to drink something that matches his shirt. He looks really happy here anyway. I can kind of see a buck-toothed look on my face, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so we are from OG Nike, what a power name right? Nike is all about victory and we have to design a flag so what other than the universal peace sign of "twist" for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NxN2sVSSI/AAAAAAAAAk8/yQP4qkEa-dM/s1600-h/100_5823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157590481103046946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NxN2sVSSI/AAAAAAAAAk8/yQP4qkEa-dM/s400/100_5823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us working on the flag.. My 50th anniversary shirt really lives up to the 50th anniversary-ness. It's such a vintage tee.. With faded colours and this grainy look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NxNmsVSRI/AAAAAAAAAk0/blBShpyYTTs/s1600-h/100_5861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157590476808079634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NxNmsVSRI/AAAAAAAAAk0/blBShpyYTTs/s400/100_5861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, Hazel looking sexy! Again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NpOWsVSKI/AAAAAAAAAj8/xGOdvLAW-Bg/s1600-h/100_5866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157581693599959202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NpOWsVSKI/AAAAAAAAAj8/xGOdvLAW-Bg/s400/100_5866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren looking hopeful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NxMmsVSOI/AAAAAAAAAkc/AiNVAbz9GRc/s1600-h/100_5855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157590459628210402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NxMmsVSOI/AAAAAAAAAkc/AiNVAbz9GRc/s400/100_5855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, just look at my face man. I'm having so much fun here, I look more retarded than the dice. Lol, I really felt like a kid man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More games along the Kallang basin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NknmsVR_I/AAAAAAAAAik/f4R--NYSl2w/s1600-h/100_5885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157576629833517042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NknmsVR_I/AAAAAAAAAik/f4R--NYSl2w/s400/100_5885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimate Showdown to kick start '08!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch Ben Foo as he warms up, stretches and gets ready to PWN Han Feng, woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9WG_Lm8HEZc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9WG_Lm8HEZc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that was one good fight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NkoGsVSBI/AAAAAAAAAi0/-cyxHcXrdPA/s1600-h/100_5886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157576638423451666" style="CURSOR: hand" height="300" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NkoGsVSBI/AAAAAAAAAi0/-cyxHcXrdPA/s400/100_5886.JPG" width="354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NkpWsVSCI/AAAAAAAAAi8/9HxY2aeP14U/s1600-h/100_5884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157576659898288162" style="CURSOR: hand" height="367" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NkpWsVSCI/AAAAAAAAAi8/9HxY2aeP14U/s400/100_5884.JPG" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeeuuuuurgh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NmkWsVSEI/AAAAAAAAAjM/OQQyPvroAwk/s1600-h/100_5882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157578773022197826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NmkWsVSEI/AAAAAAAAAjM/OQQyPvroAwk/s400/100_5882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My food, my food! I'm.. I'm..I'm almost there! Rarr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After gaying around, we head to Kallang Riverside Park or something for our Dragon Boating session, woohoo! Too bad I have NO pics of us dragon boating zzZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NxM2sVSPI/AAAAAAAAAkk/s5J6uSEcgwc/s1600-h/100_5846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157590463923177714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NxM2sVSPI/AAAAAAAAAkk/s5J6uSEcgwc/s400/100_5846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signature New Balance bag and red shirt hanging out. I really love my new New Balance bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NpPGsVSNI/AAAAAAAAAkU/lAIhZHxBWQA/s1600-h/100_5849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157581706484861138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NpPGsVSNI/AAAAAAAAAkU/lAIhZHxBWQA/s400/100_5849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5Nml2sVSII/AAAAAAAAAjs/ZraiT5rALWM/s1600-h/100_5840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157578798792001666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5Nml2sVSII/AAAAAAAAAjs/ZraiT5rALWM/s400/100_5840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to someplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NpO2sVSMI/AAAAAAAAAkM/OiRbR1a5IWI/s1600-h/100_5732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157581702189893826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NpO2sVSMI/AAAAAAAAAkM/OiRbR1a5IWI/s400/100_5732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best OGLs ever. Hazel(nut) and Darren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NkpWsVSDI/AAAAAAAAAjE/FcUYcqQXy3U/s1600-h/100_5899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157576659898288178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5NkpWsVSDI/AAAAAAAAAjE/FcUYcqQXy3U/s400/100_5899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is, 5C43!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5Nkn2sVSAI/AAAAAAAAAis/vqcffxxZkWE/s1600-h/100_5898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157576634128484354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5Nkn2sVSAI/AAAAAAAAAis/vqcffxxZkWE/s400/100_5898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG 11, Nike!! Hazel's looking gay again and Darren's neck looks strangely long here. That me wif some flat hair, holding up some uber overpowered light sticks! Hey these light sticks were snapped on like Friday at about 6pm and they were still glowing, after 3.5 days or 80+ hrs later on Tuesday morning at 6am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, hope you had fun looking at those pics. I really gotta catch some sleep now.. Cyaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-3979444253940976821?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/3979444253940976821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=3979444253940976821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3979444253940976821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3979444253940976821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/01/orientation-pics.html' title='Orientation pics'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5Nmk2sVSFI/AAAAAAAAAjU/BlHABuDpHqU/s72-c/100_5827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-4960130848359766558</id><published>2008-01-19T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:26.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='over you.'/><title type='text'>Back to square one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heyy.. I think not blogging isn't a good thing. All my exciting stories and adventures(lol) cannot be shared in the same explicit detail and told in the same way as they would be when they were fresh. And that's bad. I'll try to bring life back to this blog again by continuing or at least trying to post those funny or interesting stuffs once more. Not posting regularly during the last month of the holidays was a really bad thing too. SO much happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man jus as I began typing this paragraph I asked myself, hey should I be giving this a double finger spacing. Lol wtf right, I mus have been typing too many GP essays lately! 3 is a big number la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel that this year started off really right with the Orientation that was really well-planned and well executed. From the choice of venues, to Dragon Boating, to Jam Night, to FRIGHT NIGHT, everyth was well done. Ok mass dance was quite dumb tho. Too many ppl who can't dance dancing together to cute cute music = a disaster. I pity those can dance n r enthu ppl who hav to look at cant dance but r still enthu ppl. But don't get me wrong, I'm not saying its bad to be enthu. I was damn bloody enthu also. I geylek like crazy. Damn sexy la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo, I'm listening to Jimi Hendrix's Fire and Muse's SUPERMASSIVE Black Hole on a 2 song playlist as I type this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal VS Fulham is starting soon so I guess I'll have to continue this at half-time. Thankfully I'm not feeling very tired yet despite going to the gym earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, half a day later, I'm back continuing this post. Once again, I can't remb what I wanted to type ytd and I still have quite a lot of homework to do so I shouldn't be spendin too much time here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lemme just upload some of the pics I've taken over the past month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, my new toys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MQOWsVRxI/AAAAAAAAAg0/QI2_9XiHtU4/s1600-h/DSC01047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157483837065086738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MQOWsVRxI/AAAAAAAAAg0/QI2_9XiHtU4/s320/DSC01047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MQOGsVRwI/AAAAAAAAAgs/GvCEROHCFp0/s1600-h/DSC01048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157483832770119426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MQOGsVRwI/AAAAAAAAAgs/GvCEROHCFp0/s320/DSC01048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compound Light Microscope (hopefully I didn't remb wrongly, cos we actually spent a lesson talking about the different kinds of microscopes ok). Got another new toy actually, it's the uber expensive $140 piece of shit called the Graphic Calculator. Without buying from the school, which engaged some outside vendor to sell at a discounted price, it would cost you $200!!&lt;br /&gt;Talk about expensive toys man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, secret person + dead bird collage! Lol, ok Steffi better not know about this blog or this comparison that I have drawn between her and the photo of the dead bird I took many months ago. I got the inspiration when I was sitting in the LT with Han Feng, during GP lecture, and I looked in front to see her wearing this parrot-coloured jacket hahaha. Ok, lets just hope she never sees this, or at least not react violently if she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MQOmsVRzI/AAAAAAAAAhE/N4JmpdGbcxY/s1600-h/My+Pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157483841360054066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MQOmsVRzI/AAAAAAAAAhE/N4JmpdGbcxY/s320/My+Pictures.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MQPWsVR0I/AAAAAAAAAhM/R97-pj6OyyY/s1600-h/DSC01031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157483854244955970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MQPWsVR0I/AAAAAAAAAhM/R97-pj6OyyY/s320/DSC01031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bean thing + ground marker. Taken during orientation camp.. There should be tons of interesting orientation pics to share wif you guys but I haven't really gotten them all because its about 139 mb and I couldn't finish transferring it from Grace. Shall try again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, that reminds me. For ppl who do seasports but still wanna hav hair that stands, u can use Gatsby Matte &amp;amp; Creamy Type. I was using it during orientation and even after getting pwned by half a dozen++ splash attacks on our boats and getting thoroughly soaked.. My hair still stayed in shape, more or less la, and was still standin (woo, lol) after I cleaned up. Ok I know this is an absolutely random and stupid point but hey I was amazed at how water resistant the wax was la ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Finally, after half a year or so of doing it, I've finally decided to release some pics of my pieces at Ghim Moh. Pls dun bao-doh horh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MVTWsVR3I/AAAAAAAAAhk/GYe0Nm5P1q4/s1600-h/DSC00125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157489420522571634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MVTWsVR3I/AAAAAAAAAhk/GYe0Nm5P1q4/s320/DSC00125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MVTWsVR2I/AAAAAAAAAhc/sDZlBCF3x2E/s1600-h/DSC00126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157489420522571618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MVTWsVR2I/AAAAAAAAAhc/sDZlBCF3x2E/s320/DSC00126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering I only had took abt 10 minutes to do this 3x1.5 m piece, I was actually quite satisfied with how it turned out. Shall not reveal too much about when exactly I threw this piece up but you can ask me personally for more details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a couple of interesting signs I've taken pics of while doing school activities. The antiques one was during orientation this year and the grass one, during post exam activities last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MVTGsVR1I/AAAAAAAAAhU/rwPlisjeP5Q/s1600-h/grassforsale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157489416227604306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MVTGsVR1I/AAAAAAAAAhU/rwPlisjeP5Q/s320/grassforsale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MbvWsVR6I/AAAAAAAAAh8/csi_1Dndb48/s1600-h/foolsandjunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157496498628675490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MbvWsVR6I/AAAAAAAAAh8/csi_1Dndb48/s320/foolsandjunk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MVTmsVR4I/AAAAAAAAAhs/_HAwGVq_Icc/s1600-h/DSC00878.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MVTmsVR5I/AAAAAAAAAh0/iP6xKig5q1k/s1600-h/DSC00877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157489424817538962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MVTmsVR5I/AAAAAAAAAh0/iP6xKig5q1k/s320/DSC00877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leonard's ultra uncle LV toiletries bag. He's using it extensively now lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MVTmsVR4I/AAAAAAAAAhs/_HAwGVq_Icc/s1600-h/DSC00878.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157489424817538946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MVTmsVR4I/AAAAAAAAAhs/_HAwGVq_Icc/s320/DSC00878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinkin with Leo during the holidays. Anchor! Cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5Mbv2sVR8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/bq_u0WoJASc/s1600-h/DSC00882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157496507218610114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5Mbv2sVR8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/bq_u0WoJASc/s320/DSC00882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Condom vending machine at the toilet at Tanah Merah Ferry Terminal. We stopped by on our Changi Loop cycling trip lol.. Whichever candidate campaigning for position of SC head, promise to bring this in for our school and I'll vote for you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MbwGsVR9I/AAAAAAAAAiU/PVseiOA-zNk/s1600-h/DSC01022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157496511513577426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MbwGsVR9I/AAAAAAAAAiU/PVseiOA-zNk/s320/DSC01022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MbwGsVR-I/AAAAAAAAAic/fcgjZQ2S9do/s1600-h/DSC01023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157496511513577442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MbwGsVR-I/AAAAAAAAAic/fcgjZQ2S9do/s320/DSC01023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul "ZhenZhou" McCartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MbvmsVR7I/AAAAAAAAAiE/gx7OXlDSWqw/s1600-h/lastdayjh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157496502923642802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MbvmsVR7I/AAAAAAAAAiE/gx7OXlDSWqw/s320/lastdayjh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day wearing Junior High uniform. Worth takin a shot man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus Pic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MQOmsVRyI/AAAAAAAAAg8/yEHoPNNxhME/s1600-h/DSC00294a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157483841360054050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MQOmsVRyI/AAAAAAAAAg8/yEHoPNNxhME/s320/DSC00294a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-4960130848359766558?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/4960130848359766558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=4960130848359766558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4960130848359766558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4960130848359766558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-to-square-one.html' title='Back to square one.'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R5MQOWsVRxI/AAAAAAAAAg0/QI2_9XiHtU4/s72-c/DSC01047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-3105607407031787749</id><published>2008-01-01T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:30.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK THE NEW YEAR! YEA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WASSUP, BLOG, I'M SO HAI NOW!!! Ok, I noe, its been a REALLY REALLY long time since I last blogged, even though I tried TWICE(!) to do so from the last post til this one. A lot has happened this holidays, both good and bad and it's such a waste that I'm not going to be able to recall everything and tell them in the explicit detail that I do most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic on this blog should have died down a lot too as most people will think that this blog is stagnant alr but thats ok..Anyway, bloody hell, I didn't set aside time to get my INCUBUS concert tickets and so I don't get early bird deals. I think the Incubus concert is going to be as sold out as the MUSE one earlier thi.. oh shit, I forgot its '08, so that'll be.. January last year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme just get a quick recap of what I did this holidays. Let's start wif yesterday. Omg yesterday was power packed! Sneaked a bottle of Vodka from my Absolut BLING case out of the house in the evening and met up wif Daryl, Kevin, Samc and EW at tamp. Went to ECP to meet Joe and SamH(Iceman cos he brought Ice for us, tho that wld make Kevin Cupman) Ate some good shit at Lagoon or smth.. Nice chicken wings from AH HWEE and good sotong + stingray too. Walked around for about an hour looking for orange juice to mix the vodka with but 7-11 didnt have any.. But thanks to Kevin who remb'd tt there was this "camping mama" shop beside one of the bike rental shops, we managed to get minute maid PURE orange juice. The bitter kind. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to be a little bit crazy and WALK(Sorry for the frequent caps but I'm still high) from ECP, thru to Tg Rhu, past Kampong Arang(oh, nostalgia!), onto Nicoll Highway and finally, reach CBD in time for the FIREWORKS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walk, would turn out to be a three hour forty five minutes walk which will eventually give us all, insane blisters. Well, before setting off we decided we had to get high first so every1 kinda had a cup of 1:1 vodka orange cocktail. SamH then had a heavy shot of pure vodka, about 100ml perhaps and got really lightheaded and subsequently drunk for the first time. It was understandable tho, given the guy is like 1.8 but weighs less than 45 kilos. That's BMI of around 14 if u make a quick check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we're all pretty cranked up on alcohol n shit, we start walking to the end of ECP, wishing all the ppl along the way "HAPPY NEW YEAR". Of course, like in any other case, we got really varied responses from smiles from cute girls(lolol) to cheers from cool guys, to stares from families and wtf-looks from retards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we reached the old DHS campus, took a little peek tho there wasn much to see at that time of the day but SamH said there were lots of new "balconies" or smth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The route along the fence towards Kampong Arang was really overgrowth-ed/overgrownededed with grass and I think frequent rains caused the soil to be unable to drain properly and we soon found ourselves sloshing around in MUD wahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3n9imsVRdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/IIJ9f1LmjKY/s1600-h/DSC00955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150426419818743250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3n9imsVRdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/IIJ9f1LmjKY/s320/DSC00955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decent pic considering there was really little light around that area. It's not as clear as I wish it was, but you can still see my muddddy slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We assessed damage upon reaching the Kampong Arang hawker centre and I found that my berms were f8cked, so was my headporter bag! En Wei's shirt was f8cked even more and SamC's bag was f8cked to oblivion with this mad splatter effect on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, we decided to load up on some booze at the KA hawker centre. It was cool cos I finally got past and managed to buy a bottle of heiny and stout for us. SamH bought Kaya buns which were SOOOO nice. Once we move back to the old campus, I'm so gonna eat that for lunch so very often haha. Oh anw, the aunty made it really easy for me to buy the booze cos I was jus starin at the bottles of tiger(which was all they had in the fridge). She asked, in mandarin la, "Mai jui ah?" so I said, "Ah, zi you Tiger ah?" then aunty goes on to say "You, wo men she me dou you, there, ni kan(points to above the fridge to some display cans)" So I happily order a bottle of guiness and heineken, plus ribena to go wif the vodka now, instead of orange juice, pay up and leave. Oh i asked for some ice and the aunty was damn generous, she gave this huge bag of ice which filled up SamH's icebox/bottle and more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opened the bottle of Heineken once we reached Kallang Leisure Park cos we sat around in a really empty carpark for like 10 minutes, resting our already blistered and tired feet. I downed half of it and the rest was shared amongst the other kiddos. I really enjoy my heineken tho hardcore guys say beer has no kick. But i really like it. Btw, those of you who can't differentiate between Carlsberg n Heineken and which one is better, Carlsberg is REALLY sucky and it's nothing like Heineken tho they both advertise a hell lot and come in GREEN bottles. I'm not jus saying this based on hearsay but I've tested both myself, and trust me, the red star owns what probably ISNT the best beer in the world. Actually, if it was, we'd all be in deep shit la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward, we reach CBD! We reach the Merlion, facing Esplanade. We're now at the back of Fullerton, beside the Merlion, camping and waiting for the fireworks to begin. We reached at about 11.48 with 12 minutes left to wait so we weren't as bored as the insane crowd (all of you who were there, Leo, Mervyn etc, you guys noe it) which had probably been waiting for a really long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3n9i2sVReI/AAAAAAAAAec/GnMKIABuhGY/s1600-h/DSC00963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150426424113710562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3n9i2sVReI/AAAAAAAAAec/GnMKIABuhGY/s320/DSC00963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3n9jGsVRfI/AAAAAAAAAek/Ybgx6DpewMc/s1600-h/DSC00962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150426428408677874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3n9jGsVRfI/AAAAAAAAAek/Ybgx6DpewMc/s320/DSC00962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oNBmsVRvI/AAAAAAAAAgk/1671zOBA9jU/s1600-h/DSC01013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150443445069104882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oNBmsVRvI/AAAAAAAAAgk/1671zOBA9jU/s320/DSC01013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam Whore Galore! Singapore Flyer in the background, teehee. 2nd pic, jus the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an assortment of fireworks pics! I have this one done in burst mode for you guys, can see the white flares breaking out into a sphere then fading off haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3n9jGsVRgI/AAAAAAAAAes/un5ofHpkREQ/s1600-h/DSC00965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150426428408677890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3n9jGsVRgI/AAAAAAAAAes/un5ofHpkREQ/s320/DSC00965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3n9jWsVRhI/AAAAAAAAAe0/WCeCI3DL240/s1600-h/DSC00973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150426432703645202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3n9jWsVRhI/AAAAAAAAAe0/WCeCI3DL240/s320/DSC00973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oFS2sVRlI/AAAAAAAAAfU/tG6q25taZDg/s1600-h/DSC00987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150434945328825938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oFS2sVRlI/AAAAAAAAAfU/tG6q25taZDg/s320/DSC00987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oFS2sVRmI/AAAAAAAAAfc/BvaxSZ9sNmg/s1600-h/DSC00984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150434945328825954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oFS2sVRmI/AAAAAAAAAfc/BvaxSZ9sNmg/s320/DSC00984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oFSWsVRiI/AAAAAAAAAe8/LcJCSRu0CfM/s1600-h/DSC00992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150434936738891298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oFSWsVRiI/AAAAAAAAAe8/LcJCSRu0CfM/s320/DSC00992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oFSmsVRjI/AAAAAAAAAfE/RkaxOII0IlQ/s1600-h/DSC00989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150434941033858610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oFSmsVRjI/AAAAAAAAAfE/RkaxOII0IlQ/s320/DSC00989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oFS2sVRkI/AAAAAAAAAfM/0zy3nmcfX1M/s1600-h/DSC00988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150434945328825922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oFS2sVRkI/AAAAAAAAAfM/0zy3nmcfX1M/s320/DSC00988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oGJmsVRnI/AAAAAAAAAfk/oL31MpxDydQ/s1600-h/DSC00970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150435885926663794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oGJmsVRnI/AAAAAAAAAfk/oL31MpxDydQ/s320/DSC00970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oNBmsVRuI/AAAAAAAAAgc/YaQN-4HikaA/s1600-h/DSC01000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150443445069104866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oNBmsVRuI/AAAAAAAAAgc/YaQN-4HikaA/s320/DSC01000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here's the burst frame ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oGJ2sVRoI/AAAAAAAAAfs/ti6IndMBiKE/s1600-h/DSC00976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150435890221631106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oGJ2sVRoI/AAAAAAAAAfs/ti6IndMBiKE/s320/DSC00976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oGJ2sVRpI/AAAAAAAAAf0/fC0Uf19IL0w/s1600-h/DSC00977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150435890221631122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oGJ2sVRpI/AAAAAAAAAf0/fC0Uf19IL0w/s320/DSC00977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oGKGsVRqI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Mbpgqz3PUbg/s1600-h/DSC00978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150435894516598434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oGKGsVRqI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Mbpgqz3PUbg/s320/DSC00978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oGKGsVRrI/AAAAAAAAAgE/bvjXDH-JmpU/s1600-h/DSC00979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150435894516598450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oGKGsVRrI/AAAAAAAAAgE/bvjXDH-JmpU/s320/DSC00979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how it expands, flys off and then cools down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/loIjj33jlz/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/loIjj33jlz/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="325" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/BvBdZ49VYU/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/BvBdZ49VYU/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="325" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jus managed to scroll up to see what I've been saying and it looks like I should continue running thru what I did this holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, lets see, lemme talk about bass first! I can't slap the bass yet as I keep hitting the other strings and my thumb doesnt bounce off properly. Now I'm beginning to think I really should be playing with my left hand bcos the right thumb's been ruined by bball and its so bent back i cant keep my thumb parallel to the fretboard and strings which is pretty crucial for slapping "accurately".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Michael Jackson's "Beat It" is no problem now and I've just been practising using my music library. Basically, its on shuffle mode and whatever song comes up, I make a quick search for the bass tab and then jus try to play it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;RHCP is still love and all their bass lines are so fun n groovy n cool to play. Woo! I've been playing the bass line to "Monster" by The Automatic obsessively. All you radioheads or 987 junkies are bound to have heard it, or rather, bound to have grown sick of it. I've heard it a long time ago but this song has grown on me, just like "Talk Show On Mute" by Incubus and now I just keep listening to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote about eating stingray n sotong earlier with ma homies ytd and happens so I ate almost exactly the same things wif the workmates at seragoon gardens a couple of weeks earlier. It was some celebration for Dickson and Barry's birthday and and I remb being conned by Cheryl Choo and Professor Woo(Wu, but Woo looks cooler than Wu when it's placed beside Choo). They told me bus 22 takes only half an hour to get from tampines to AMK but it turned out to be thrice as long. I also remb suffering a lot on tt bus ride from this overly-pang, pang xi lang, heavily perfumed aunty in front of me and some lousy indian(this is nothing racist, i swear.) bus driver who kept jerking the f8cking bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went somewhere near AMK hub, past sumo house(!) to this red building to see the REAL arcade. This arcade was super-malaysia-feel and it really has this underground feeling to it. If you've been there, u will noe. I've got a picture of it but it does no justice to the atmosphere there. The place is pretty big, wif loud music(this part is questionable) blasting, very club-like lights. The layout is interesting too, pool tables on these staggered platforms which lead downwards to the main counter and similar staggered platforms on the other side which is filled wif rows of arcade machines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oNBWsVRsI/AAAAAAAAAgM/ZDp9xhk8dP0/s1600-h/DSC00945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150443440774137538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oNBWsVRsI/AAAAAAAAAgM/ZDp9xhk8dP0/s320/DSC00945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oNBWsVRtI/AAAAAAAAAgU/oeqYepmYP8o/s1600-h/DSC00947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150443440774137554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3oNBWsVRtI/AAAAAAAAAgU/oeqYepmYP8o/s320/DSC00947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sewangoon Gawden roundabout Xmas trees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets roll a forward now and see what I did on christmas eve and christmas day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha christmas eve was laid back time, sporty time and I balled with Feng Ge, Kenneth, Ah Ye(!) and myself. Cool right, I balled with myself. We had a lot less ppl this time la. No orchard road guy, no mint mint, no jun hao even.. Luckily, this time it didnt rain, but it was BLAZING hot. I think an egg would only take 3 minutes to cook on that court la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we balled with army guys who were all on their block leave I presume and they were not bad.. Their officer most hiong and can shoot damn imba-ly at the perimeter. Got one sexy-fbt guy that can dunk oso.. the dunks quite lame la but he dun even need run-up sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, the previous time when I balled with them, the rain was too gay so we went to this cool banglah-owned LAN shop near the mrt, in this green green building. The LAN shop was really clean, neat, and had good lighting to prevent hangovers and no smell! No smell! I discovered the love between Bane and Magnus at this lan shop too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm going out for the last dinner of the holidays liao, how sad right. Hopefully, I shall post later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-3105607407031787749?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/3105607407031787749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=3105607407031787749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3105607407031787749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3105607407031787749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2008/01/fuck-new-year-yea.html' title='FUCK THE NEW YEAR! YEA!'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R3n9imsVRdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/IIJ9f1LmjKY/s72-c/DSC00955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-3500357345527154085</id><published>2007-11-30T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:33.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Never expected it'/><title type='text'>Been awhile eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello blog! I've been a really really lazy bum lately and never really got down to blogging, or even trying to, at all. Ok, I just thought, some ppl might question the "lately" in the previous sentence BUT, for me to say really really lazy means i was unusually lazy and lazier than ever ever ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the laziness, that is..Man, I've been blowing my cash buying myself a sexy bike and hot bass! The day i bought the bike and bass, was the day blew lots of money on food too, lol. I think we were kinda high and ate at Dian Xiao Er @Marina Square for Lunch, then had ice cweam dunno where and then at Ichiban Boshi @Esplanade for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been that much of a cam whore lately as I've, like i said, become lazy and dun bother to change the white balance on my cam which makes all the pics turn out weirdly coloured or they jus look bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still.. There are some pics of the dinner that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R079yOr5okI/AAAAAAAAAcc/KmMzW3urrVI/s1600-h/DSC00857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138323264253829698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R079yOr5okI/AAAAAAAAAcc/KmMzW3urrVI/s320/DSC00857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon Wif Cheese! Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R079yur5olI/AAAAAAAAAck/Z19F1ySbNSs/s1600-h/DSC00858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138323272843764306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R079yur5olI/AAAAAAAAAck/Z19F1ySbNSs/s320/DSC00858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maguro, which cheese and chilli powder! Yummy too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0793Or5omI/AAAAAAAAAcs/_b7Io6YfrHk/s1600-h/DSC00859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138323350153175650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0793Or5omI/AAAAAAAAAcs/_b7Io6YfrHk/s320/DSC00859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ham &amp;amp; Cucumber + Cheese Wrap! Mmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0795er5onI/AAAAAAAAAc0/v0yfdUkEVkw/s1600-h/DSC00860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138323388807881330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0795er5onI/AAAAAAAAAc0/v0yfdUkEVkw/s320/DSC00860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha so cute, for ppl who dunno whether raw anot, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0795-r5ooI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ImLdI_KvUHk/s1600-h/DSC00862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138323397397815938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0795-r5ooI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ImLdI_KvUHk/s320/DSC00862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best set ever la. Mixed tempura and sashimi!! Got tuna, salmon and swordfish. Lacking only Ni Hotate, which is.. go find out for urself! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08Dj-r5oqI/AAAAAAAAAdM/_TMNyGYezc8/s1600-h/DSC00851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138329616510460578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08Dj-r5oqI/AAAAAAAAAdM/_TMNyGYezc8/s320/DSC00851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08DjOr5opI/AAAAAAAAAdE/KzKLy3aJlZ4/s1600-h/DSC00850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138329603625558674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08DjOr5opI/AAAAAAAAAdE/KzKLy3aJlZ4/s320/DSC00850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Balance Rhasta and Pinky! Baby-sized! This is the craziest shit ever. New Balance is so f****ing cool, lol! Streetwear guys you know what your looking at..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, there was this little ceramic art exhibition at the Esplanade Viewing Gallery (beside recital studio).. It had this really really interesting installation on the wall. It was made up of palm-length ceramic aeroplanes with very colourful motifs and objects painted onto them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08MF-r5ouI/AAAAAAAAAds/Tm0Arh9VJKo/s1600-h/DSC00865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138338996719035106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08MF-r5ouI/AAAAAAAAAds/Tm0Arh9VJKo/s320/DSC00865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08MH-r5oxI/AAAAAAAAAeE/9HXqi0JH8SE/s1600-h/DSC00869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138339031078773522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08MH-r5oxI/AAAAAAAAAeE/9HXqi0JH8SE/s320/DSC00869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08MIer5oyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/s_R6dADMTnQ/s1600-h/DSC00870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138339039668708130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08MIer5oyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/s_R6dADMTnQ/s320/DSC00870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08MHOr5owI/AAAAAAAAAd8/E9IfltBLqTM/s1600-h/DSC00868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138339018193871618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08MHOr5owI/AAAAAAAAAd8/E9IfltBLqTM/s320/DSC00868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08MGur5ovI/AAAAAAAAAd0/e4Vtbi3ljdc/s1600-h/DSC00866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138339009603937010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08MGur5ovI/AAAAAAAAAd0/e4Vtbi3ljdc/s320/DSC00866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice huh! Ok, it woulda been much nicer if I managed to change the white balance to "fluorescent" cos this was "cloudy" and the contrast isn't really there. The wall was white. Nvm about it, nothing keeps this from being such a unique piece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's bonus pics time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08Dler5osI/AAAAAAAAAdc/bLERwOx192w/s1600-h/DSC00873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138329642280264386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08Dler5osI/AAAAAAAAAdc/bLERwOx192w/s320/DSC00873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08DkOr5orI/AAAAAAAAAdU/fZly-YKx0cU/s1600-h/DSC00874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138329620805427890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08DkOr5orI/AAAAAAAAAdU/fZly-YKx0cU/s320/DSC00874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!?!!?! How to f8cking turn?? The front of the body is entirely suspension tho, means it might be able to fully compress if he pushes downwards.. hard enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08DmOr5otI/AAAAAAAAAdk/52YNuDjtzXo/s1600-h/DSC00872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138329655165166290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R08DmOr5otI/AAAAAAAAAdk/52YNuDjtzXo/s320/DSC00872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK. I noe u had enuff of glowing laces but i CANT HELP IT. I LOVE EM!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-3500357345527154085?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/3500357345527154085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=3500357345527154085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3500357345527154085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3500357345527154085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/11/been-awhile-eh.html' title='Been awhile eh?'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R079yOr5okI/AAAAAAAAAcc/KmMzW3urrVI/s72-c/DSC00857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-3156242884624104721</id><published>2007-11-21T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:35.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GLOW IN THE DARK'/><title type='text'>Yes, it's f8cking crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0PbrsYRtEI/AAAAAAAAAb8/mw8yBVuXRXs/s1600-h/DSC00833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135189543826338882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0PbrsYRtEI/AAAAAAAAAb8/mw8yBVuXRXs/s320/DSC00833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoo, just got home from school and peninsular plaza. Went around the basement of peninsula lookin for a bass for myself. once i get my pay from RecruitExpress, which should be really soon, except I haven given them a photocopy of my bank book, I will go get one of the Stagg basses I saw there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this small matte black one and this larger red woodgrain one with a matte finish as well. Yes, i hate shiny shit and matte is the way to go. The red woodgrain one is really nice but I actually prefer a smaller bass. Except some of the smaller bases can look pretty improportionate as the neck is really long but the body is like so short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't tried either of the basses yet but heard another guy play them and there was no buzzing so they should be not bad for me la. Oh, as for the pricing the black one costs 359 and the red one 269. I think both come with bag and that's all. Starter set at Davis' Guitar is value for money but the 2 models available look quite shitty and I dun think i wanna be playing that at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat Pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0PZLcYRtCI/AAAAAAAAAbs/KHZ5ne5ZLVw/s1600-h/IMG_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135186790752302114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0PZLcYRtCI/AAAAAAAAAbs/KHZ5ne5ZLVw/s320/IMG_0212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0PZasYRtDI/AAAAAAAAAb0/tt1k0KKfdyU/s1600-h/IMG_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135187052745307186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0PZasYRtDI/AAAAAAAAAb0/tt1k0KKfdyU/s400/IMG_0213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look it's me! Ice Cream King. No la, Timothy is the ice cream king.. Once declare free flow ice cream, he ate 5 red beanzz.. wtf i only eat 2 durianzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omigawd. Look at Ah Bird's 3M reflective!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0PZK8YRs_I/AAAAAAAAAbU/-AhHIhnQcKU/s1600-h/DSC00824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135186782162367474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0PZK8YRs_I/AAAAAAAAAbU/-AhHIhnQcKU/s320/DSC00824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and bomb-king, I mean, Adam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0PZLMYRtBI/AAAAAAAAAbk/sEFIsQcPA5U/s1600-h/DSC00829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135186786457334802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0PZLMYRtBI/AAAAAAAAAbk/sEFIsQcPA5U/s320/DSC00829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing.. Helmethead, haha!! Ok, Joslyn, i noe u'll read this someday. So I apologise in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0Pbr8YRtGI/AAAAAAAAAcM/LOdvSOAyQzs/s1600-h/DSC00014a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135189548121306210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0Pbr8YRtGI/AAAAAAAAAcM/LOdvSOAyQzs/s320/DSC00014a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; From left: Processer, Marshaller, Non-Fictioner(?),Non-Fictioner,Childrener, Children IC, Gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0PbsMYRtHI/AAAAAAAAAcU/aiTh25Im7ro/s1600-h/DSC00018a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135189552416273522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0PbsMYRtHI/AAAAAAAAAcU/aiTh25Im7ro/s320/DSC00018a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0Pbr8YRtFI/AAAAAAAAAcE/UkxFtTiOzJ0/s1600-h/DSC00020a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135189548121306194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0Pbr8YRtFI/AAAAAAAAAcE/UkxFtTiOzJ0/s320/DSC00020a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa, look at my KEK SAI face!! Ok this was taken on the way to pool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus Pic (Taken TODAY only):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0PZKcYRs-I/AAAAAAAAAbM/JlMb4_rXn-g/s1600-h/DSC00838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135186773572432866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0PZKcYRs-I/AAAAAAAAAbM/JlMb4_rXn-g/s320/DSC00838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!?! It's F8CKING GLOWING SO M4DLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-3156242884624104721?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/3156242884624104721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=3156242884624104721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3156242884624104721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3156242884624104721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/11/yes-its-f8cking-crazy.html' title='Yes, it&apos;s f8cking crazy'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0PbrsYRtEI/AAAAAAAAAb8/mw8yBVuXRXs/s72-c/DSC00833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-4274727891069243869</id><published>2007-11-19T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:42.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekend + chalet ( a bit?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EUscYRsqI/AAAAAAAAAYs/m4OilJ1m9Ho/s1600-h/DSC00755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134407803943891618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EUscYRsqI/AAAAAAAAAYs/m4OilJ1m9Ho/s400/DSC00755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EUtMYRsrI/AAAAAAAAAY0/KSGZlvy3pEk/s1600-h/DSC00767.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chalet and barbecue, woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EUtcYRssI/AAAAAAAAAY8/rTRwJW8Kht4/s1600-h/DSC00764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134407821123760834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EUtcYRssI/AAAAAAAAAY8/rTRwJW8Kht4/s400/DSC00764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally taking the Methamphibians of the ice and wearing them out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EUuMYRstI/AAAAAAAAAZE/P2S7KA_5ntE/s1600-h/DSC00766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134407834008662738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EUuMYRstI/AAAAAAAAAZE/P2S7KA_5ntE/s400/DSC00766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lips of the Devil la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EUucYRsuI/AAAAAAAAAZM/D6UU540SFL4/s1600-h/DSC00740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134407838303630050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EUucYRsuI/AAAAAAAAAZM/D6UU540SFL4/s400/DSC00740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new shoe rack, woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Little India yesterday with Chia, who was gonna b my tattoo artist and help me do my "Oh Mani Padme Hum" tibetan tattoo. Man, she got some m4d sk1LLz and the pictures will speak for themselves. Of course, we were all hungry by the time we met at Little India mrt so we walked around to look for a cool place to eat at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EWncYRswI/AAAAAAAAAZc/9dCiBFokHTg/s1600-h/DSC00768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134409917067801346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EWncYRswI/AAAAAAAAAZc/9dCiBFokHTg/s320/DSC00768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dum Briyani at Little India with weird packaging (metal bowl?) but damn nice currry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after lunch it was down to good ol' Henna cone hunting and execution. We took a long time to decide which cones to buy as I wanted the best and highest quality ones for this holiday tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;Finding an air conditioned place wif little human traffic in Little India sounds really tough right? And yes it is. We were so despo for somewhere cool to sit wif not so many ppl walking around we even tried the disabled toilets in Tekka Mall.. From the basement all the way to 5th floor. Like half of them the locks spoilt de and those without spoilt locks got funny smell so nvm. Luckily, on the 6th floor of Tekka Mall there was a spa (which is closed on Sundays) with a nice fat squishy couch outside and that was pretty much a godsend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally could get started..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EWoMYRsxI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ZA8dnYzC92A/s1600-h/DSC00771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134409929952703250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EWoMYRsxI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ZA8dnYzC92A/s320/DSC00771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea, it's coming along fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EWocYRsyI/AAAAAAAAAZs/vROaFaZFbzo/s1600-h/DSC00781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134409934247670562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EWocYRsyI/AAAAAAAAAZs/vROaFaZFbzo/s320/DSC00781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished product!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EWpMYRszI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Aqavsq3XOwo/s1600-h/DSC00783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134409947132572466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EWpMYRszI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Aqavsq3XOwo/s320/DSC00783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, damn beautiful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EbLcYRs0I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/OKx79kcdLhI/s1600-h/DSC00787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134414933589603138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EbLcYRs0I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/OKx79kcdLhI/s320/DSC00787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, damn nice, can't stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then at night, Shu Jun joined us to go for "A is for Andy", 20 years later, Andy Warhol exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EbNsYRs2I/AAAAAAAAAaM/nSUYm_Hsusc/s1600-h/DSC00792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134414972244308834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EbNsYRs2I/AAAAAAAAAaM/nSUYm_Hsusc/s320/DSC00792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0Ee9MYRs6I/AAAAAAAAAas/CK9t1c52jg8/s1600-h/DSC00801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134419086822978466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0Ee9MYRs6I/AAAAAAAAAas/CK9t1c52jg8/s320/DSC00801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EbNMYRs1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/H9rNSGJNYCM/s1600-h/DSC00793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134414963654374226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EbNMYRs1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/H9rNSGJNYCM/s320/DSC00793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0Ee98YRs7I/AAAAAAAAAa0/Ud677eO4jN8/s1600-h/DSC00798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134419099707880370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0Ee98YRs7I/AAAAAAAAAa0/Ud677eO4jN8/s320/DSC00798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warhol silk screens, made live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EbN8YRs3I/AAAAAAAAAaU/geOIiGpJAdM/s1600-h/DSC00796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134414976539276146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EbN8YRs3I/AAAAAAAAAaU/geOIiGpJAdM/s320/DSC00796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EbO8YRs4I/AAAAAAAAAac/Bg9Qd1Vha08/s1600-h/DSC00797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134414993719145346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EbO8YRs4I/AAAAAAAAAac/Bg9Qd1Vha08/s320/DSC00797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually inside cannot take photos but I sneaked these shots. The famous Marilyn Monroe prints!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0Ee8sYRs5I/AAAAAAAAAak/PtWQxudCXic/s1600-h/DSC00807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134419078233043858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0Ee8sYRs5I/AAAAAAAAAak/PtWQxudCXic/s320/DSC00807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Gotta show off the tattoo again la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0Ee-cYRs8I/AAAAAAAAAa8/9aR6DvCz5Zw/s1600-h/DSC00813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134419108297814978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0Ee-cYRs8I/AAAAAAAAAa8/9aR6DvCz5Zw/s320/DSC00813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam whoring again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EfCcYRs9I/AAAAAAAAAbE/xIHSCT2nPAo/s1600-h/DSC00819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134419177017291730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EfCcYRs9I/AAAAAAAAAbE/xIHSCT2nPAo/s320/DSC00819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one's for Leonard. And he noes damn well, why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus Peekture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EWm8YRsvI/AAAAAAAAAZU/B_DlZJwO3v8/s1600-h/DSC00767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134409908477866738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EWm8YRsvI/AAAAAAAAAZU/B_DlZJwO3v8/s320/DSC00767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-4274727891069243869?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/4274727891069243869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=4274727891069243869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4274727891069243869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4274727891069243869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/11/weekend-chalet-bit.html' title='The weekend + chalet ( a bit?)'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/R0EUscYRsqI/AAAAAAAAAYs/m4OilJ1m9Ho/s72-c/DSC00755.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-4137542089642185288</id><published>2007-11-12T08:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:43.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funnest Job ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, it's the funnest job ever, not the funniest but funnest. Really good change from boring 6 hour shifts at taxi stands. Thanks RecruitExpress for recommending this sai gang to the 35 of us who, thankfully, had a lot of fun together hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to list all the ppl who were fun working with and who I swapped numbers wif haha&lt;br /&gt;I go by alphabet since my phonebook is liddat oso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam- Dua Pao Xian, whole day like to bomb and talk bullshit one. He tell me Qing Wa is his already lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy- Fellow Non-Fiction IC.. Gonna play ball wif him and Yau Kwee at Fengshan soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barry- Si Beh ho chio joker, go into "Super Imports Night" with Jia Hao and cam whore wif race queens, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chang Rong- Fellow Marshalling IC, TJC bballer. This one like to go behind to processing section and slack with us haha. Always brings in the "weed'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che Zi Xun- Mabel de love-love la. Nabeh Zi Xun owes me so many ren qin for making me his runner and introing him lor. But I owe him for helping me get beer after work oso la. Oh ya he like to keep telling me he dunno do what then how shuang and all his an-shuang bullshit lol. Eh ur tt banglah incident still the best la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOON MENG- Cb, oldest guy on the floor, my Fiction team de then run to processing to play wif Jackie Chan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dickson- Nice name la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ernest- Fat &amp;amp; Cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hao- Cute guy ar, tell me he like Qing Wa oso lololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Jian- MUSCLE! this one like LWT lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Xin- MY NUMBER ONE WORKER ARH. Steal from Timothy de, he dumb dumb go gimme best staff. Fiction is best section cos got Jia Xin hahaha. Oh ya, did I mention, Adam is bomb-king but he wasnt bombing when he said Jia Xin is national team wor. I will call Jia Xin to go Kembangan CC play ball one arh, Han feng &amp;amp; Qian Ye read carefully horh, get rdy to camp there n wait for pro to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joslyn- I remb first day she dun need ice-breaker oso got come n help me wif the tables liao lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joslyn cute la hahaha, buy all the funny book then ytd free 10 books dunno what to get. She plays guitar hor. We going to call her come jam wif us liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Juet Seng- Otherwise known as Seng or Ah Seng. Seng most mature-looking and mature-feeling guy there la haha. Always invite me go behind slack wif his processing team i.e. Shie Hong, Louis, Jackie Chan, and Choon Meng lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis Loy- Haha, most Beng-looking one there and from FICTION TEAM OSO SIA. Can carry half a pallet at one shot arh, nabeh. Louis' ur smallest tattoo is damn big lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ng Swee Siong- Tong xin so must put "ng". Swee Siong got many names, he is Swiss and he is also Jackie Chan. Must stop rioting and hood-ing ppl wif Zi Xun liao la, if not next job oso mus leave early cos of probation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pei Qi(altho RecruitExpress the list put Pei Chee)- Hahaha this one oso fun to work wif but she always laff at me when I go find Qing Wa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QING WA- Wo de most beloved, HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shie Hong- Most funny guy on the floor la. Him and Seng like to dee-siao me. Always come from behind act like GUNA or customer. Oh when they go toilet smoke, I bring seaweed go eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timothy- Fellow Children-IC!! Timothy is damn cute la lmao. He is a good leader oso. I remb we pwn Jia Jian tt team in setting up tables on the first day and it's all thanks to Timo. Eh next job he jiang hao go work wif me liao. He will bring Qing Wa and a few others oso. Timothy try to cope expensive bag but fail, hahaha. Thanks for sending Jia Xin over anyway.  Oh Timothy say Qing Wa shi ta de ren liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yao Liang- Yao Liang = Yau Kwee. Jackie Chan name him tt de, I dunno why. We going play bball wif Andy soon wor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, that's all. I got one picture wif Qing Wa and I have super jiao bin. Dun dare to upload. Later i kena from you-noe-who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I dun care la I just upload hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RzeqOdjduqI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PCPS9W0XBH8/s1600-h/qingwa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131757465840237218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RzeqOdjduqI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PCPS9W0XBH8/s320/qingwa2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! Jiao Bin and Qing Wa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rzeq8tjdusI/AAAAAAAAAX8/PoYr5Eifz5g/s1600-h/plmm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131758260409187010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rzeq8tjdusI/AAAAAAAAAX8/PoYr5Eifz5g/s320/plmm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Face and Qing (green?) Face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-4137542089642185288?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/4137542089642185288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=4137542089642185288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4137542089642185288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4137542089642185288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/11/funnest-job-ever.html' title='Funnest Job ever'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RzeqOdjduqI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PCPS9W0XBH8/s72-c/qingwa2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-2130726608569523984</id><published>2007-11-06T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:45.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='together but living seperate lives'/><title type='text'>Last thing on your mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, I haven't been online for like, lets count, 4 days? Well, if anyone's wondering, thats because I've been working til 11pm at taxi stands. and yes, its the traffic surveyor job again. I think I only have about 10 more minutes to blog so I've really increased my typing speed though you won't actually be able to see, but i look maniacal now lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures take a while to upload so meanwhile I'll just share my schedule here. Well, there was supposed to be English Supplementary for those who's LA sucks or LA score sucked, and I'm on of them. It happens to be from the 6th to the 13th, 9am-12pm. Well, that happens to clash with my Times Bookfair @Expo shit job which is supposed to be from the 7th to the 11th, 1pm-9pm and 9am-9pm on certain days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So well, I tot today would be my last "free" day for the next week or so and smsed Soh and Ho ytd about hanging out and doing smth today. But hey, Mervin calls up and he's like damn, i need guys to come down and help set up the bookfair 2mr. R u in? Is u in or is u out?? Sounding like a freaking despo, I decided to say, hey actually i have smth on but if you really can't find anyone then just call me back and we'll see how(which means i'll obviously say yes la). I realised that you can't play nice with f8cking evil bosses because they immediately snap up ur "vacancy" or assumed availability and say, ok, come down to expo at 11am 2mr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok, it's drawing close to 10am and I'm gonna jump into tshirt,jeans &amp;amp; covered shoes- the dress code, yeah lol, and hop on any bus that can bring me to expo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have like 50+ pics to share with you guys but I'll have to wait til I get plenty of free time to share them with you. The past few days have been a mix of immense boredom but also immense excitement at times. Tanjong Pagar is definitely not the slow-pace-of-life, ghost-town that I thought it was. 3hr breaks between shifts of work there was hell and on one break, I got so bored, I walked to Chinatown for early dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 pics that need less telling:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Ry_HC0fyFfI/AAAAAAAAAWc/-72oCfETPDA/s1600-h/DSC00657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129537351863899634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Ry_HC0fyFfI/AAAAAAAAAWc/-72oCfETPDA/s320/DSC00657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JON SUNG! Like only a couple of days after u mentioned "Collon", I met one, at the playground near my house, on my way home after a damn-lousy-party! It was last wednesday anyway lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Ry_HDUfyFgI/AAAAAAAAAWk/yR2OpdkeMs4/s1600-h/DSC00660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129537360453834242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Ry_HDUfyFgI/AAAAAAAAAWk/yR2OpdkeMs4/s320/DSC00660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightclub and bars galore at Tanjong Pagar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Ry_HD0fyFhI/AAAAAAAAAWs/SW0WL4Xv36A/s1600-h/DSC00662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129537369043768850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Ry_HD0fyFhI/AAAAAAAAAWs/SW0WL4Xv36A/s320/DSC00662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful SBTGs which are a rainbringer. Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Ry_HEEfyFiI/AAAAAAAAAW0/HMpNRra1vDc/s1600-h/DSC00664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129537373338736162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Ry_HEEfyFiI/AAAAAAAAAW0/HMpNRra1vDc/s320/DSC00664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the green suede turn from, well, green, to black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Ry_HEUfyFjI/AAAAAAAAAW8/aecbWul-j5A/s1600-h/DSC00700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129537377633703474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Ry_HEUfyFjI/AAAAAAAAAW8/aecbWul-j5A/s320/DSC00700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What rain does to processed suede.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, really gotta run now. This post is for all the ppl who have tagged on the board, or somehow read my blog, and also those who enjoyed our gig last friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-2130726608569523984?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/2130726608569523984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=2130726608569523984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/2130726608569523984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/2130726608569523984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/11/last-thing-on-your-mind.html' title='Last thing on your mind'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Ry_HC0fyFfI/AAAAAAAAAWc/-72oCfETPDA/s72-c/DSC00657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-7425651900373712072</id><published>2007-10-30T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T12:38:29.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels like Quiz spirit</title><content type='html'>1. What are you doing now? yawning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your one and only FAVE hobby? tt'ld have to be balling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Where do you love to go most? katong! and lorong "Mmm".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you could choose, what MUSICAL instrument would you play? i'd still choose piano tho everyone noes how to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Which songs do you like best? It changes from time to time like i said before.. so i wun bother doing this now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. IF someone declares she likes you in front of many people, and you do not like her, but you do not wish to embarass her, would you accept her or not? it wun happen de la. zzZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Would you choose to live with your Mum or Dad? Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What qualities of a girl makes you like her? Gotta b fun to b wif and shld b good girlfren material haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What colour of nail polish would you rather use? i choose nail polish remover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You were at a party when suddenly a gang fight happened outside the venue of the party and was nearly smashing your house into bits. Your parents entrusted you with the house, and you promised to keep it as nice as possible. So you..a ) Do not care. I mean. It's JUST a house.b ) PANIC! OMG , what if your parents kill you!c ) Others. ( Please state. )Ans: C: Join in la! What fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Are you afraid of creepy crawlies? If they're really that creepy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Which animal(s) do you like? Cats and dogs without rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Which phrase do you usually use? F8ck you, sneaky b1tch/b4stard, nabeh etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your preference of TV shows? (e.g . Anime , Cartoons , Blockbuster movies .. ) Crime/Psychopath stuffs mainly.. Adventure is cool too. F8ck anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. How tall are you? Around 174 bah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What event, special day do you like? (e.g . Valentines, Christmas etc. ) Friends birthdays because it's cool to see them so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Have you ever kissed a girl? Haha, yes, recently, if that counts.. Mmm.. it was nice xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Which fruit(s) do you LOVE eating? Chinese pear. The one they call the Lai2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who do you love hanging out with? True friends, as the title suggests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Which online game do you LOVE playing the most? the one and only helbreath heldinian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Had anyone abused you before? i get mentally abused by my mum all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. You like the angel or the devil? The angel's devil from my nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Are you rich or poor? I'm poor and I don't f8cking like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Which sort of pollution do you wish the rid off completely? ( Noise , Light , Air , Water , Land pollution? ) All, especially noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What if your mother peeps at your inbox, what would you do? She's already done that. f8ck her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-7425651900373712072?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/7425651900373712072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=7425651900373712072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/7425651900373712072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/7425651900373712072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/feels-like-quiz-spirit.html' title='Feels like Quiz spirit'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-5836649993021976130</id><published>2007-10-30T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T20:34:45.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save the earth</title><content type='html'>I've forgotten about this post I drafted long ago! Nvm, it's not too late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honour of Blog Action day, we wanted to highlight some of the many Blogger-powered blogs that are focused on the environment, climate change, and sustainability..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://buzz.blogger.com/2007/10/environmental-blog-roundup.html"&gt;(Read More)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I shall advice everyone to use dark, or prefably Black-coloured, blogskins to help &lt;a href="http://enduse.lbl.gov/Info/LBNL-48581.pdf"&gt;save energy&lt;/a&gt;, reduce the ever increasing demand for electricity, and thus make blogs less stressful for the environment. No, it's not a joke. Switch to darker blogskins, like this one, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use &lt;a href="http://blackle.com/"&gt;Blackle&lt;/a&gt;, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blackle.com/about/"&gt;About Blackle.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-5836649993021976130?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/5836649993021976130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=5836649993021976130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5836649993021976130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5836649993021976130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/save-earth.html' title='Save the earth'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-4954832600855051466</id><published>2007-10-30T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:47.253+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its a learning experience'/><title type='text'>Hear tt oh ear ttalk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RycYQkfyFbI/AAAAAAAAAV8/vqyNxNXdMIc/s1600-h/DSC00572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127093373738554802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RycYQkfyFbI/AAAAAAAAAV8/vqyNxNXdMIc/s320/DSC00572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, Milo Dinosaur. Well, when Kenneth carried these prehistoric creatures over, they looked really good, especially with that black straw. I decided to, of course, capture the beauty but Marcus went siao siao, as usual, and decided to go put his phone there for, i dunno, better shot composition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RycYRUfyFdI/AAAAAAAAAWM/OyYheTo-dwg/s1600-h/DSC00575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127093386623456722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RycYRUfyFdI/AAAAAAAAAWM/OyYheTo-dwg/s320/DSC00575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Marcus' hair. U will never see it like that for a while. I tried to help him cut off his tail(s), trim the bangs and sideburns and fringe but but but I couldn't save him from the wrath of Fang Jie.. and so most of what wasn't acceptable and "a blatant breach of trust" got chopped off in smooth clean snips by her. Great success.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sorry I don't have the "after" shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RycYQ0fyFcI/AAAAAAAAAWE/xuGSpUkdfyI/s1600-h/DSC00573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127093378033522114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RycYQ0fyFcI/AAAAAAAAAWE/xuGSpUkdfyI/s320/DSC00573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I'm selling my car! It's got a BIG bumper.. blah blah. Ok, cut that.&lt;br /&gt;This one's called "I crashed my car and all I got was this photo with my bumper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RycYPkfyFaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/bVnzpQ8BGWc/s1600-h/DSC00583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127093356558685602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RycYPkfyFaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/bVnzpQ8BGWc/s320/DSC00583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baked rice at Eighteen Chefs, a yellow-ribbon partnered joint at Eastpoint.. Think I chose the wrong baked rice la. This one was stated as spicy but normally western food they write spicy is like so-so de. But this one was like WOO hot! It's quite an unusual choice of ingredients anyway.. Green apples and fresh prawns on a belachan base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RycYSEfyFeI/AAAAAAAAAWU/2nHspFZ7jDI/s1600-h/DSC00582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127093399508358626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RycYSEfyFeI/AAAAAAAAAWU/2nHspFZ7jDI/s320/DSC00582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alson's firm grip being demonstrated on a piece of garlic toast. The chocolate chip ice-cream we had there was quite nice anyway.. All in all, the food was alright except for the bad choice of mains for us but the "cashier" guy was a f8cking queer who was really rude, kept giving weird stares and du-lan faces to everyone. Even Alson, the nice guy, didn't like this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-4954832600855051466?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/4954832600855051466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=4954832600855051466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4954832600855051466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4954832600855051466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/hear-tt-oh-ear-ttalk.html' title='Hear tt oh ear ttalk'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RycYQkfyFbI/AAAAAAAAAV8/vqyNxNXdMIc/s72-c/DSC00572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-6324182847524835553</id><published>2007-10-28T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:53.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dislocation of teabag'/><title type='text'>Over up hung</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoo, haven't blogged in a while. USB cable for the phone has been giving me problems with the connection and stuff. Shall talk about the past few days, starting from Thursday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was a bad bad day. Went to the beach on a geog field trip right after morning assembly in school.. Mayb it was salt water or sand or dust, but whatever it was, i got a sore left eye from it. the eye didnt really hurt and wasn giving me problems at first but aft tt when i got back to school i started feeling really tired and when i closed my eyes got the burning sensation. i was also quite moody on top of being tired and decided to go home aft stoning for a while in school. totally forgot about getting my appeal form as well as bring the bass home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no bass on weekends = very sian if im not going out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out on Friday to go hunt for shoez with CHAK, the Suvichak Thongborisoot, we checked out Leftfoot, Leftfoot, and more Leftfoot, Leftfoot sale, and then Gallery and more Gallery, Warped, and finally decided to get a pair of really gay looking dunks from the sale. Gotta hand it to Chak, for having so much trust in my secretly lousy painting skillz, and for lettin me un-gay his shoe and make it cool. This will be my fourth custom and it presents a really good chance to improve my skillz since I'll need m4d skillz when i paint smth for cherie next time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR-g0fyE8I/AAAAAAAAASE/Eqyv2AeHWD8/s1600-h/base_shoeq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126361378167329730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR-g0fyE8I/AAAAAAAAASE/Eqyv2AeHWD8/s320/base_shoeq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the base shoe. It, yes, looks very gay. I'm not going to paint the swoosh as well as the heel tab because they are in patent leather and also, I can't touch the outsole, the inner lining, the tongue and the part below the lining because they all required higher level skills/unstitching+restitching/dyeing etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR-hkfyE9I/AAAAAAAAASM/eD8WnJUnb2Q/s1600-h/2ndchoice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126361391052231634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR-hkfyE9I/AAAAAAAAASM/eD8WnJUnb2Q/s320/2ndchoice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I hope to turn it into. For now, at least. I had to bear in mind to keep the lateral heel area dark coloured cos Chak is likely to f8ck his kicks up bad from his spontaneous break dancing and monkeying-around-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR-h0fyE-I/AAAAAAAAASU/YQV6o60a-hM/s1600-h/decent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126361395347198946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR-h0fyE-I/AAAAAAAAASU/YQV6o60a-hM/s320/decent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, my memory fails me and the cloth area below the inner lining is actually white, which would make the shoe a whole lot nicer and more "balanced"&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm jus gonna play around wif different shades of blue for this one because of the many areas which are blue that i cant paint over. Tentatively, the laces will stay white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on my way to town I saw a f8cking weirdo beside me as I was cam whorin my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR_YEfyFFI/AAAAAAAAATM/0M79gSYEKI0/s1600-h/DSC00520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126362327355102290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR_YEfyFFI/AAAAAAAAATM/0M79gSYEKI0/s320/DSC00520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR_UUfyFCI/AAAAAAAAAS0/rCKGYrLUUxo/s1600-h/DSC00519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126362262930592802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR_UUfyFCI/AAAAAAAAAS0/rCKGYrLUUxo/s320/DSC00519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Global cooling, WOOhOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR_TkfyFBI/AAAAAAAAASs/l6Jx1FD84ko/s1600-h/DSC00517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126362250045690898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR_TkfyFBI/AAAAAAAAASs/l6Jx1FD84ko/s320/DSC00517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR-i0fyFAI/AAAAAAAAASk/0k6XtljdS_8/s1600-h/DSC00512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126361412527068162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR-i0fyFAI/AAAAAAAAASk/0k6XtljdS_8/s320/DSC00512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like I said, I cam whored my shoes cos I f8cking love this pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR-iUfyE_I/AAAAAAAAASc/X0QdOcD3ZSc/s1600-h/DSC00510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126361403937133554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR-iUfyE_I/AAAAAAAAASc/X0QdOcD3ZSc/s320/DSC00510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diamond Dunks, Tiffanies, whatever the name, this is last year's no1. hyped shits and this year's no1. most-expensive General-Release dunks. Prices hit USD500 on eBay and ISS a couple of months ago lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySSCkfyFQI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7D0UK2EQVuc/s1600-h/DSC00551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126382848708842754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySSCkfyFQI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7D0UK2EQVuc/s320/DSC00551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught this pair of Court Forces on a Downtown East employee omw to the interchange. Chak, we saw this at Leftfoot! You liked the felt they used lol.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, after all that Chakness, and Tiffany-loving, I went down to Parkway to meet Kool N' Da Gang i.e. random ppl e.g. birthday boys Kevin &amp;amp; Daryl (sadly not Samc if not can Samuel &amp;amp; Kevin), white boy Darren, pinky-lover Jon Sung, Joseph, SamC, and En Wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met wif the pretty big group at Parkway arcade only to discover that they had known about the Parkway Suki renovating yet not calling me to like change place. I was kinda mad for a while cos Sakae really sucks compared to Suki (the Truth) but after wastin money playing bball and other stupid games like dragon punch and stompin' spiders, i kinda cooled down and jus followed the birthday boys love for SALMONNIGRISUSHI to Sakae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a queue at the door and so we kinda had to split up if we wanted to get a seat fast. All of us were pretty hungry so we just split into fours and went it. I decided to join the late-birthday kids at table 24. The others were at table 15. U must be wondering why the f8ck am i telling you the table numbers. Well, you'll see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR_VEfyFDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/kZHlzKfW8i0/s1600-h/DSC00523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126362275815494706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR_VEfyFDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/kZHlzKfW8i0/s320/DSC00523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Table 24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySBhEfyFJI/AAAAAAAAATs/qKQ9kL7-gWE/s1600-h/DSC00535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126364680997180562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySBhEfyFJI/AAAAAAAAATs/qKQ9kL7-gWE/s320/DSC00535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Table 15 with JS looking GAY and Joe on his boxing stance in the background haha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Darren looks like a mad scientist, engrossed in teabag wrappers, in his corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySBhUfyFKI/AAAAAAAAAT0/qHrGsRJjhuc/s1600-h/DSC00536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126364685292147874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySBhUfyFKI/AAAAAAAAAT0/qHrGsRJjhuc/s320/DSC00536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En Wei lookin' sexy at Table 24 lol. Ok, the genius in me is about to pop out and create CONVEYOR BELT MESSAGING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When ur sitting at the end of the conveyor belt, and Table 15 is always kupping the overrated salmon sushi before it gets to you. What can you do? Give the chef a piece of your mind and ask him to slice up that Maguro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR_XkfyFEI/AAAAAAAAATE/qvu-0v2A5tI/s1600-h/DSC00526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126362318765167682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR_XkfyFEI/AAAAAAAAATE/qvu-0v2A5tI/s320/DSC00526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you put it on the belt and send it into the Kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySBgUfyFHI/AAAAAAAAATc/n_XL6lCO3K4/s1600-h/DSC00529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126364668112278642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySBgUfyFHI/AAAAAAAAATc/n_XL6lCO3K4/s320/DSC00529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySBgkfyFII/AAAAAAAAATk/G9828r8ZAMI/s1600-h/DSC00531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126364672407245954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySBgkfyFII/AAAAAAAAATk/G9828r8ZAMI/s320/DSC00531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe's idea lol, ask the Chef to give us some red-plate worth sashimi on green plates instead. Well, the lack of sashimi is why Sakae sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySBf0fyFGI/AAAAAAAAATU/NaSrS4RPnA0/s1600-h/DSC00527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126364659522344034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySBf0fyFGI/AAAAAAAAATU/NaSrS4RPnA0/s320/DSC00527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySGGkfyFPI/AAAAAAAAAUc/f8aJoPQm8QI/s1600-h/cbmsgin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126369723288786162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySGGkfyFPI/AAAAAAAAAUc/f8aJoPQm8QI/s320/cbmsgin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chef ain't responding. Try sending to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I decided to be accident prone and knock my cup off onto the floor, *piang!!* the tea cup hit the floor. Wet floor. Dislocated teabag. Stares. More stares. BUT, haha, suckers, the Sakae cup is so imba, it didn't even break!! The manager came over and was like, u need me to change the cup for you? Then i was like, ma'am it's ok, its cool, u guys got some good manufacturer supplyin' ya. It ain't broken. No shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySGEEfyFLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/k-Z0uVb0coo/s1600-h/DSC00539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126369680339113138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySGEEfyFLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/k-Z0uVb0coo/s320/DSC00539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you pick the dislocated teabag up from the floor and squeeze it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySGEkfyFMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/75-pVvzKM-Q/s1600-h/DSC00541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126369688929047746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySGEkfyFMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/75-pVvzKM-Q/s320/DSC00541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our handiwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to play lan for 2 hours plus at Katong shopping centre and came out at about 8. Decided to walk over the Joe's house to play some Wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySGFEfyFNI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Mkt4_QLL4Wc/s1600-h/DSC00546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126369697518982354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySGFEfyFNI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Mkt4_QLL4Wc/s320/DSC00546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streets of Katong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySGFkfyFOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/dhMnLmw1jPM/s1600-h/DSC00548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126369706108916962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySGFkfyFOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/dhMnLmw1jPM/s320/DSC00548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids who played Wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, Wii baseball is damn fun. Boxing is kinda hard and tennis is ok but baseball is still more fun. I can't drive for nuts, using the Wiimote and I still suck at Metal Slug whatever the console.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, it's pretty coincidental. I remember wanting to call cherie once i got to joe's house cos it cld take quite long for it to be ur turn to play so i typed a msg and was going to send it but i realised tt my batt was like left wif 2%. I still have the draft in my phone lol, it says 8.25 pm. I borrowed Joe's charger anw and went to retrieve my phone at about 10.45 and realised ooh cherie called at abt 9. Not bad. And yes i did get to talk to her later :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a day out with Cherie pompipi hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I've decided to forgo the Takashi IIs tho I had just enough cash, abt 180, to cop a pair. I've decided to spend my hard-earned, long nights at empty taxi stands, pay, on food, taking the darling(it's french!) places. We're going to hit Aston's Prime soon. Well, it was supposed to be today but there was bad weather so nvm about it haha. Still thinking of takin 60 out of that pay to go for some graffiti course but I'll have to pon 1 day of school (damn u school, let the year 1s and 2s out but not us) to attend it. I can't do Monday or Wednesday cos Mrs. Bok will want the MC or parent letter, both of which I don't and will not have the luxury of. I can't risk it because she will also be reminded of the MC/parent letter i owe her for ponning school last last wednesday. Yea, my mum is sick of me ponning school and doesnt wanna write letters for me liao lol. This blog is so unreserved it is a privilege to be reading it but dun abuse it ok. I would normally pon the last day of school because the teacher will mos def never collect or even ask for an MC.. BUT.. there is a gig on friday!! mayb we can play on thursday and problem solved but I haven't even registered for the course la. nvm nvm.. we'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday pics. Pics bcos I still gotta change ink cartridges, print tabs, pack bag (IM A STUDENT!), submit subject registration, print subject registration form, and find my wallet cos i dunno where it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySSDEfyFRI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Jh16gPrrjLk/s1600-h/DSC00552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126382857298777362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySSDEfyFRI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Jh16gPrrjLk/s320/DSC00552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySSDUfyFSI/AAAAAAAAAU0/bbCWr0Q0ER8/s1600-h/DSC00553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126382861593744674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySSDUfyFSI/AAAAAAAAAU0/bbCWr0Q0ER8/s320/DSC00553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her lunch.. Mine looks so much better right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySSDUfyFTI/AAAAAAAAAU8/zYqtezfG0mA/s1600-h/DSC00555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126382861593744690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySSDUfyFTI/AAAAAAAAAU8/zYqtezfG0mA/s320/DSC00555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got bored walking around aimlessly so we decided to chill at a nice &amp;amp; cosy Gelare outlet. Scary music at regular intervals was definitely a plus-point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySSD0fyFUI/AAAAAAAAAVE/yj3lHjYjQ4w/s1600-h/DSC00556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126382870183679298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySSD0fyFUI/AAAAAAAAAVE/yj3lHjYjQ4w/s320/DSC00556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarie Bearie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySb4kfyFVI/AAAAAAAAAVM/-tcbcDVwPOs/s1600-h/DSC00559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126393672026428754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySb4kfyFVI/AAAAAAAAAVM/-tcbcDVwPOs/s320/DSC00559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, my favourite world tour tee! Stussy x Haze FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySb8UfyFYI/AAAAAAAAAVk/9kWc7bOJ1TU/s1600-h/DSC00560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126393736450938242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySb8UfyFYI/AAAAAAAAAVk/9kWc7bOJ1TU/s320/DSC00560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kid at the bus stop, who got so bored, he hatched a plot, ok not (tried to be rhymin but im not). Oh, hell, the weather was hot. And 12 didn't come on the dot so he decided to put the phone in a spot and snap some shots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySb5kfyFWI/AAAAAAAAAVU/FMPXVZ5sS80/s1600-h/DSC00567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126393689206297954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySb5kfyFWI/AAAAAAAAAVU/FMPXVZ5sS80/s320/DSC00567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSK dunks again.. Nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySb60fyFXI/AAAAAAAAAVc/jqmKjgGktrY/s1600-h/DSC00570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126393710681134450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySb60fyFXI/AAAAAAAAAVc/jqmKjgGktrY/s320/DSC00570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Grand Central Hotel with Mum and Sis woohoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySb8kfyFZI/AAAAAAAAAVs/YhsXhr3fw0M/s1600-h/DSC00571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126393740745905554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RySb8kfyFZI/AAAAAAAAAVs/YhsXhr3fw0M/s320/DSC00571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This desert goes out to Cherie hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-6324182847524835553?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/6324182847524835553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=6324182847524835553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/6324182847524835553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/6324182847524835553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/over-up-hung.html' title='Over up hung'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyR-g0fyE8I/AAAAAAAAASE/Eqyv2AeHWD8/s72-c/base_shoeq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-498462857714863787</id><published>2007-10-25T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:53.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when everything was going right'/><title type='text'>Just too far from where you are</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyCa20fyE0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/YUPqtcpHpZU/s1600-h/DSC00501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125266642543186754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyCa20fyE0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/YUPqtcpHpZU/s320/DSC00501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyCa3EfyE1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/MSpDXoABHWw/s1600-h/DSC00502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125266646838154066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyCa3EfyE1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/MSpDXoABHWw/s320/DSC00502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A parrot left of the murder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;A million people I&lt;br /&gt;Still feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;Oh, let me go home&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I miss you, you know&lt;/p&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/2450100220388893763-498462857714863787?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/498462857714863787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=498462857714863787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/498462857714863787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/498462857714863787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-too-far-from-where-you-are.html' title='Just too far from where you are'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RyCa20fyE0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/YUPqtcpHpZU/s72-c/DSC00501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-8747369830674626927</id><published>2007-10-22T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:56.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xperience, Lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wassup all, shall now blog about yesterday (Xperience) and the day before (Saturday?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol.. the long-time-in-planning activity, Xperience, finally took place, yesterday.. Me and Mervin were originally posted to Le Padang to get baked but they took a pity on us and gave us SMU School of Accountancy to camp at in the end. It was quiet and empty when we got there but then this KPKB china woman come and say what she wanna use all 3 tables for her (we realised later on) f8cking art lessons. So me and Mervin had to drag 2 tables from further away to the edge of the pavilion so that arriving groups can see us and wun have too much trouble finding us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our station is basically a stop for them to have this game that allows them to experience the inconveniences and problems faced by the visually impaired la.. Basically they're just supposed to blindfold themselves and build this weird ass structure (which some gay Scout came up wif, I was told.. ok the gay part, er, I presume..) using ice cream sticks, straws and lots of tape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the groups were WAY off schedule and arrived like damn late. Of course im fine with that cos i get to slack like crazy but it got boring at times la. Luckily Mervo sent me some ownage NFS Pro Street game on my phone, which is damn fun. Mervyn has all the ownage handphone software, not just games, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyW9xoJ1iI/AAAAAAAAAOs/42EeXfXS9b0/s1600-h/xxxperience.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124136464078722594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyW9xoJ1iI/AAAAAAAAAOs/42EeXfXS9b0/s320/xxxperience.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The master himself, the walking billboard, the christmas colours, the green face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyW-RoJ1kI/AAAAAAAAAO8/87R6F1rIaa4/s1600-h/DSC00466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124136472668657218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyW-RoJ1kI/AAAAAAAAAO8/87R6F1rIaa4/s320/DSC00466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyW-RoJ1lI/AAAAAAAAAPE/N8pg74W7LCw/s1600-h/DSC00476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124136472668657234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyW-RoJ1lI/AAAAAAAAAPE/N8pg74W7LCw/s320/DSC00476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first group! And how "many hands make light work" -The New VP, aka Tablecloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyW9hoJ1hI/AAAAAAAAAOk/9mzCgsJjpxE/s1600-h/DSC00465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124136459783755282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyW9hoJ1hI/AAAAAAAAAOk/9mzCgsJjpxE/s320/DSC00465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a sample between groups cos the first group (Tsun Leong &amp;amp; Co.) sucked real bad.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I was blindfolded too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyW-BoJ1jI/AAAAAAAAAO0/zsCl3kSf9P4/s1600-h/DSC00500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124136468373689906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyW-BoJ1jI/AAAAAAAAAO0/zsCl3kSf9P4/s320/DSC00500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some serious teamwork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyXmxoJ1mI/AAAAAAAAAPM/D3PrBbCm960/s1600-h/DSC00488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124137168453359202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyXmxoJ1mI/AAAAAAAAAPM/D3PrBbCm960/s320/DSC00488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team Hobo, Team Floor-Lovin'.. These guys were obviously loving the blindness and could stil play "Concentration Concentration" whilst building the structure. Oh they were also the team which took the longest time and used the masking tape most liberally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyXnBoJ1oI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Bwuh6T3F3zo/s1600-h/DSC00451.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyXmxoJ1nI/AAAAAAAAAPU/V1XfHMtNQLA/s1600-h/DSC00493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124137168453359218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyXmxoJ1nI/AAAAAAAAAPU/V1XfHMtNQLA/s320/DSC00493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace, this guider, giving problems to her own group but placing a cup on their structure and confusing them by putting it in their hand when they ask for tape or other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;They ended up thinking it was us and said "Facils are mean!!" when we asked them what they learnt from the activity lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, all in all, Xperience was some good gay fun and thats what Sundays should be about lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some Saturday dammit!&lt;br /&gt;Went to gym wif Leonard to play play.. First time go Sports Hall tt gym, didnt noe the staff there can be so SO SOOOOOOOO F8CK1NG kaopeh. Arshol guy started to kp the moment we stepped in. Well, the door was open and supposedly, precious cold air was leaking out of the gym and he wasn't happy about it. So he comes over to us and says eh why u guys never close the door? Then we're like because we didnt open it and it was already open.. Then he was like then u dunno how to close it meh? Then im like, er, give questioning look, genuinely intrigued look, confused look, and then say oh. All the while i was like thinking what for i go close sia.. there's like an air curtain there and how i noe maybe you are air-ing the gym or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok liddat one still nvm, this guy has a thing for adding his own flavour to ur life and shellin out some of his damn best suggestions even when u didnt ask for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after a while he comes and asks where are your towels, so Leo is like "at the corner lor" and he says go take it, carry it around with you.. Then i dun hav so he kp like crazy ask me what u first time come isit? mus bring towel u noe anot? then he starts giving his own suggestion like oh u take 1 dollar from ur fren here, it's his fault ar, he never tell you to bring towel, he's to blame and all that bullshit. I jus ignore him n try to wait for him to go away but he just stuck around and keep tokin shit so i had to go to the office downstairs and buy some towel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i tot, ok fk he can leave us alone now. BUT NOOOOOO, he got many good IDEAS! I was trying out the bicep curl thing and set it to about 5kg but i accidentally released it too fast and it hit the other weights below and made a kind-of-loud but not louder than hitting-a-high-hat sound. So Mr. Im-Doing-My-Job-Damn-Well comes over and starts spamming his ideas, he says please go up all the way but dun come down all the way, dun make ting-ting sound.. and why you do this weight? no use one, might as well go home! at that point of time, i didnt really catch what he was saying because i was laughing with leo over sumth i cant remb now but i pieced it back in my mind later and realised tt this guy is f8cking f8cked up. Should have told him uncle, wa zai le sibeh zuay idea but wa tio bo meng li, le lai chap wa, lai ga wa gong aneh zuay sai chong simi??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time any of u go sports hall tt gym, pls avoid an un-buffed old man who likes to walk around like a supervisor pickin on small things. He might be keepin things in order but his ideas often get the better of him and you won't, i promise, like it. This still proves my theory that old men like to kaopeh young people for no real reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rxyf8RoJ1tI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Fc0-YfmujU4/s1600-h/DSC00434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124146333913568978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rxyf8RoJ1tI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Fc0-YfmujU4/s320/DSC00434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rxyf8hoJ1vI/AAAAAAAAAQU/FtxM5FMdvdY/s1600-h/DSC00443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124146338208536306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rxyf8hoJ1vI/AAAAAAAAAQU/FtxM5FMdvdY/s320/DSC00443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo's cat.. So fat &amp;amp; cute, lol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rxyf8BoJ1sI/AAAAAAAAAP8/KotUcYE5WDY/s1600-h/DSC00435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124146329618601666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rxyf8BoJ1sI/AAAAAAAAAP8/KotUcYE5WDY/s320/DSC00435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rxyf7hoJ1rI/AAAAAAAAAP0/FtOOESeHJaI/s1600-h/DSC00437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124146321028667058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rxyf7hoJ1rI/AAAAAAAAAP0/FtOOESeHJaI/s320/DSC00437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, it likes Stussy too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rxyf8RoJ1uI/AAAAAAAAAQM/3vQea0q1fCA/s1600-h/DSC00436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124146333913568994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rxyf8RoJ1uI/AAAAAAAAAQM/3vQea0q1fCA/s320/DSC00436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' DEMONIC here, HAWHAWHAW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyXnRoJ1pI/AAAAAAAAAPk/_rdZPVIWYss/s1600-h/DSC00448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124137177043293842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyXnRoJ1pI/AAAAAAAAAPk/_rdZPVIWYss/s320/DSC00448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyhhBoJ1wI/AAAAAAAAAQc/qiXTZeqp1TI/s1600-h/DSC00451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124148064785389314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyhhBoJ1wI/AAAAAAAAAQc/qiXTZeqp1TI/s320/DSC00451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you wanna noe what was on my feet that day.. Hawaiis!! So long never wear liao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyhhhoJ1xI/AAAAAAAAAQk/JbeYOWqcGaY/s1600-h/DSC00447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124148073375323922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyhhhoJ1xI/AAAAAAAAAQk/JbeYOWqcGaY/s320/DSC00447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haji!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-8747369830674626927?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/8747369830674626927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=8747369830674626927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/8747369830674626927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/8747369830674626927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/xperience-lol.html' title='Xperience, Lol'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyW9xoJ1iI/AAAAAAAAAOs/42EeXfXS9b0/s72-c/xxxperience.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-292578776084286687</id><published>2007-10-22T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:57.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exposition'/><title type='text'>Aperture</title><content type='html'>Yoyoyo, just gonna post some pics of random stuff from a couple of nights ago. I'm really busy practicing bass now so I can't afford to spend so much time here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyUBxoJ1cI/AAAAAAAAAN8/te8MQA4f58E/s1600-h/DSC00415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124133234263315906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyUBxoJ1cI/AAAAAAAAAN8/te8MQA4f58E/s320/DSC00415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pile O' Dead Bodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyUCBoJ1dI/AAAAAAAAAOE/UgR5gvDL0MQ/s1600-h/DSC00417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124133238558283218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyUCBoJ1dI/AAAAAAAAAOE/UgR5gvDL0MQ/s320/DSC00417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mannequin masquerade with no masques&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyUCBoJ1eI/AAAAAAAAAOM/b6sKFb9Ughg/s1600-h/DSC00420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124133238558283234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyUCBoJ1eI/AAAAAAAAAOM/b6sKFb9Ughg/s320/DSC00420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyUCRoJ1fI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Wgc7amRYGLc/s1600-h/DSC00419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124133242853250546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyUCRoJ1fI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Wgc7amRYGLc/s320/DSC00419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyUChoJ1gI/AAAAAAAAAOc/z5itq_Js71E/s1600-h/DSC00418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124133247148217858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyUChoJ1gI/AAAAAAAAAOc/z5itq_Js71E/s320/DSC00418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the shop, "What's Good," I mentioned a few posts earlier? Here's a little look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-292578776084286687?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/292578776084286687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=292578776084286687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/292578776084286687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/292578776084286687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/aperture.html' title='Aperture'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyUBxoJ1cI/AAAAAAAAAN8/te8MQA4f58E/s72-c/DSC00415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-4199337873079685121</id><published>2007-10-20T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T20:50:46.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have some LSD</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="366" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V4A_wfaScy4&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V4A_wfaScy4&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="366"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha f8ck rubik's, here's the Fentix cube.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-4199337873079685121?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/4199337873079685121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=4199337873079685121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4199337873079685121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4199337873079685121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/have-some-lsd.html' title='Have some LSD'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-6659869571285624920</id><published>2007-10-19T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:54:58.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='more and more'/><title type='text'>The Night, in pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxjUaRoJ1RI/AAAAAAAAAMU/YrESSkfymgk/s1600-h/DSC00425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123078124007445778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxjUaRoJ1RI/AAAAAAAAAMU/YrESSkfymgk/s320/DSC00425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, we look really gay here, and my berms look funny but nvm la, this one's called "What"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxjUcBoJ1SI/AAAAAAAAAMc/c_CPFj9Sm20/s1600-h/DSC00426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123078154072216866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxjUcBoJ1SI/AAAAAAAAAMc/c_CPFj9Sm20/s320/DSC00426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's called "The"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxjUcxoJ1TI/AAAAAAAAAMk/73OdbB2xxv8/s1600-h/DSC00428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123078166957118770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxjUcxoJ1TI/AAAAAAAAAMk/73OdbB2xxv8/s320/DSC00428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"F8CK??!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxjUdBoJ1UI/AAAAAAAAAMs/IgjFLFuUnxE/s1600-h/DSC00429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123078171252086082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxjUdBoJ1UI/AAAAAAAAAMs/IgjFLFuUnxE/s320/DSC00429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ My kinda thing. My kinda adjectives too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxjUdxoJ1VI/AAAAAAAAAM0/o_BQuN7MJuA/s1600-h/DSC00430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123078184136987986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxjUdxoJ1VI/AAAAAAAAAM0/o_BQuN7MJuA/s320/DSC00430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dinner, which was ****ing worse than shit. I wanted Carl's Jr but it was stupidly crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-6659869571285624920?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/6659869571285624920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=6659869571285624920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/6659869571285624920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/6659869571285624920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/night-in-pictures.html' title='The Night, in pictures.'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxjUaRoJ1RI/AAAAAAAAAMU/YrESSkfymgk/s72-c/DSC00425.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-3206193853917998861</id><published>2007-10-19T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T23:56:54.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not one more'/><title type='text'>FFAF</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Escape Artists Never Die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The red poison of your lips&lt;br /&gt;The red poison of your lies&lt;br /&gt;Is where I kissed the blood from&lt;br /&gt;Just at the corner of your mouth&lt;br /&gt;where I can see the white of your smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to my neck when I'm breathing without you&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;Up to my eyes and I'm seeing without you&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll start a fire and burn some bridges&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it out of here tonight&lt;br /&gt;We'll start a fire and burn some bridges&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it out of here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need some leverage&lt;br /&gt;We cant seem to open up&lt;br /&gt;The locks are far too tight and the chains are far too strong&lt;br /&gt;Far too strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to my eyes and I'm seeing without you&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;Up to my heart when I'm bleeding without you&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll start a fire and burn some bridges&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it out of here tonight&lt;br /&gt;We'll start a fire and burn some bridges&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it out of here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please someone help me&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying here in front of you&lt;br /&gt;Please someone help me&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying here in front of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a hundred thousand lights&lt;br /&gt;Timing is everything&lt;br /&gt;With&lt;br /&gt;With a hundred thousand lights&lt;br /&gt;Timing&lt;br /&gt;Time is everything to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please someone help me&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying here in front of you&lt;br /&gt;Please someone help me&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying here in front of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its everything&lt;br /&gt;Its everything&lt;br /&gt;Timing is everything&lt;br /&gt;Its everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-3206193853917998861?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/3206193853917998861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=3206193853917998861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3206193853917998861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3206193853917998861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/ffaf.html' title='FFAF'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-2206109847116222258</id><published>2007-10-19T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T23:22:05.304+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Last thing on your mind'/><title type='text'>A quickie, lol</title><content type='html'>Whoo, I'm here for a quick post before I hit the showers.. again!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just got home from rollin' wif Leonard and we got majorly conned by yesterday issue of "Urban". God forbid, but I knew I shlda checked frontal before steppin' out my shack just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell, Damien, from the new "What's Good" store @The Cathay was like, man, where you heard about us dude? So i said, damn there was a little column bout you guys in Urban so he was like yea that's cool that's cool. So, stupidly, i asked hey is Meth gone already? Luckily he never laugh at me like I would if i were him but, well, that's besides the point.. So he said nah, see we aint official yet bro, Meth's comin on the 31st and he ain't painting no kicks unless there's really that much time. He's just gonna do a couple of decals/murals on the walls around our store and then there'll be an after-party at the old EMS (CSC) club. Well, this guy knows I'm obviously underaged so he's kind enough to tell me about the 24 y/o age limit but says just come lookin' old and u'll do fine. So I brought up what happened at Sole Obsession 3rd Chapter and he said he was there too and he was like, yea, but those guys have their own shop and it's at Haji Lane so no one's there to say hey ur underage and all that bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, for people lookin' to see a bit of Meth's awesome artwork, come down to The Cathay's 4th Floor, 31st October, Wednesday, 7-8pm and catch Methamphibian throwin the paint down live for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm not a shareholder or supplier or co-owner but gotta give some props to "What's Good" and I'll just mention a few things they carry. Well, they got pretty interesting rubber wristbands and rings n stickers behind the counter, (me and Leo bought stussy rings lol), they carry Stussy shirts from the current and previous seasons, &lt;a href="http://www.crooksncastles.com/"&gt;Crooks and Castles&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.know1edge.com/"&gt;Know1edge&lt;/a&gt; (mainly), some stuff from Dope (bcos of collabs), as well as &lt;a href="http://www.in4mants.com/"&gt;In4mation&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, I saw a really nice barbed-wire print all over backpack, product In4mation x Know1edge and I think I might get it with my next pay or if I just feel rich. Right now I can't burn that hole cos the Takashi IIs are coming soon and the hype (f8ck) is growing so.. sorry, $199 bag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-2206109847116222258?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/2206109847116222258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=2206109847116222258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/2206109847116222258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/2206109847116222258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/quickie-lol.html' title='A quickie, lol'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-8170884288523931218</id><published>2007-10-19T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T17:43:13.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erratic'/><title type='text'>BASS</title><content type='html'>Woah, decided to come in for a quick update post. Will post the posts, that I wrote about my weekend, but didnt manage to publish bcos of my screwd up internet, when I get home later. Gonna hit the showers and then leave home to be in time for new s/w store opening at the Cathay today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meth is gonna be there and he's gonna be painting not one, not two, but TEN pairs of kicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really running late now so BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-8170884288523931218?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/8170884288523931218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=8170884288523931218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/8170884288523931218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/8170884288523931218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/bass.html' title='BASS'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-5257519688810610642</id><published>2007-10-17T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:55:00.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool'/><title type='text'>SUPER OVERDUE POST</title><content type='html'>Ok, the record shows that this post was conjured on like the 17th, so i guess this is 5 days overdue. I probably cant remember what I did and wanted to say anymore but I'll just post the pictures of around that time. Here's the original:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehehe, didn't show up at school today cos I woke up feeling like I should cont sleeping. Wonder what they did today. Not going to school was pretty boring too.. Tot I could go to le Boss's office to collect some pay today to make the school-ponnage fruitful but she said hey greedy-bastard, the payroll aint ready, it aint down yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tot then mayb I'll stroll to the library to return some shizzle and borrow some more but the sun was just too gay and I decided to stone at home. I play B.net again, haha, and scored 860 000+ on Gems ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, I practiced some bass too. Was supposed to get the bass amp from Jon Sung today in school but I didn't go so no amp til 2mr, or somethin, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently tryin to relive the weekend but I'm not so sure what I did on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh.. Saturday was eat-food day. Woke up and went to Don-dunno-what-f8ck Japanese restaurant for hehe, breakfast lols. Was so hungry, didn't bother to whore the foods so I only took pictures after I was done wif my 7 plate sushi and mixed tempuras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyQvxoJ1YI/AAAAAAAAANc/6htEc30eIpM/s1600-h/DSC00340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124129626490787202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyQvxoJ1YI/AAAAAAAAANc/6htEc30eIpM/s320/DSC00340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyQwBoJ1ZI/AAAAAAAAANk/mOQBa-pSLb0/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124129630785754514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyQwBoJ1ZI/AAAAAAAAANk/mOQBa-pSLb0/s320/DSC00341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost all of tt is my Jie2 Zuo4 lol.. Quite fierce for a breakfast already la.&lt;br /&gt;See that brown thing on the lettuce? It's the most ownage sauce ever.. It's quite widely used and available la but I very long never taste liao. It's like radish with some lemon and soya sauce and is damn tangy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyQvxoJ1XI/AAAAAAAAANU/1km11AgiaNU/s1600-h/DSC00339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124129626490787186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyQvxoJ1XI/AAAAAAAAANU/1km11AgiaNU/s320/DSC00339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyQvhoJ1WI/AAAAAAAAANM/gBQ3YXpCqV8/s1600-h/DSC00337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124129622195819874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyQvhoJ1WI/AAAAAAAAANM/gBQ3YXpCqV8/s320/DSC00337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is La-Yu, hot oil aka Chilli Oil. That is my sister with ownage Ramen. The noodles were slightly chewy and kinda translucent. Good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was like good too, had some Chinese pork ribs and other stuff which i cant remb already because im continuing on my long overdue post, whoops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxYM8BoJ1LI/AAAAAAAAALk/pJoMNNpONaU/s1600-h/DSC00349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122295851549054130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxYM8BoJ1LI/AAAAAAAAALk/pJoMNNpONaU/s320/DSC00349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxySOhoJ1bI/AAAAAAAAAN0/V-0LZvIFLeA/s1600-h/DSC00346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124131254283392434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxySOhoJ1bI/AAAAAAAAAN0/V-0LZvIFLeA/s320/DSC00346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least i remb I had some leather.. and Buck SBs too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, I've had enough. The past is the past, I'm lazy to post.&lt;br /&gt;Normally, I upload all my pictures for that day before I start typing so I know what to type about.. And well, these pictures were uploaded before my internet screwd up halfway tt day. So think of them as random pictures and make ur own connections :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxYM0RoJ1II/AAAAAAAAALM/XzyRaegJBSE/s1600-h/DSC00387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122295718405067906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxYM0RoJ1II/AAAAAAAAALM/XzyRaegJBSE/s320/DSC00387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smashin' Time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyQwBoJ1aI/AAAAAAAAANs/ZReLpDu8asM/s1600-h/DSC00391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124129630785754530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyQwBoJ1aI/AAAAAAAAANs/ZReLpDu8asM/s320/DSC00391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxYM2BoJ1JI/AAAAAAAAALU/nmQj8hBfDQg/s1600-h/DSC00383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122295748469838994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxYM2BoJ1JI/AAAAAAAAALU/nmQj8hBfDQg/s320/DSC00383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxYM5hoJ1KI/AAAAAAAAALc/CKX05A5GtY8/s1600-h/DSC00386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122295808599381154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxYM5hoJ1KI/AAAAAAAAALc/CKX05A5GtY8/s320/DSC00386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Land of the Stone Ppl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxYMzRoJ1HI/AAAAAAAAALE/zF-u1to7JLU/s1600-h/DSC00389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122295701225198706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxYMzRoJ1HI/AAAAAAAAALE/zF-u1to7JLU/s320/DSC00389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus in the Mirror&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/2450100220388893763-5257519688810610642?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/5257519688810610642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=5257519688810610642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5257519688810610642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5257519688810610642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/super-overdue-post.html' title='SUPER OVERDUE POST'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxyQvxoJ1YI/AAAAAAAAANc/6htEc30eIpM/s72-c/DSC00340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-5097459286080572631</id><published>2007-10-14T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T12:40:33.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping me from seeing the real thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I realised one of the pics I uploaded in the earlier posts didnt work so I'm gonna try redoing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.highsnobiety.com/uploads/pics/alife_asics_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.highsnobiety.com/uploads/pics/alife_asics_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah! The guys at Alife are going crazy with the Asics Gel Lyte II!!! No one has ever tot of a shoe this way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and since I've added some songs on the blog, I'll share the lyrics here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incubus -Anna Molly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A cloud hangs over this city by the sea,&lt;br /&gt;I watch the ships pass and wonder if she might be, (might be)&lt;br /&gt;Out there and sober as well from loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;Please do persist girl it's time we met and made a mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picture your face at the back of my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;A fire in the attic, proof of the prize!&lt;br /&gt;Anna Molly, Anna Molly, Anna Molly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cloud hangs over and mutes my happiness,&lt;br /&gt;A thousand ships couldn't sail me back from distress, (distress)&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were here, I'm a wounded satellite,&lt;br /&gt;I need you now, put me back together, make me right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picture your face at the back of my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;A fire in the attic, proof of the prize!&lt;br /&gt;Anna Molly, Anna Molly, Anna Molly,&lt;br /&gt;I'm calling your name up into the air,&lt;br /&gt;Not one of the others could ever compare,&lt;br /&gt;Anna Molly, Anna Molly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait... there is a light... there is a fire...&lt;br /&gt;Illuminated attic,&lt;br /&gt;Fate? Or something better?&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't care less, Just stay with me a while,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait... there is a light... there is a fire,&lt;br /&gt;Defragmenting the attic,&lt;br /&gt;Fate? Or something better?&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't care less, Just stay with me a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picture your face at the back of my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;A fire in the attic, proof of the prize!&lt;br /&gt;Anna Molly, Anna Molly, Anna Molly,&lt;br /&gt;I'm calling your name up into the air,&lt;br /&gt;Not one of the others could ever compare,&lt;br /&gt;Anna Molly, Anna Molly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait... there is a light... there is a fire&lt;br /&gt;Defragmenting the attic, (Anna Molly!)&lt;br /&gt;Fate? Or something better?&lt;br /&gt;I could care less, Just stay with me a while (Anna Molly!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incubus -Drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help but ask myself how much&lt;br /&gt;I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer.&lt;br /&gt;It's driven me before, and it seems to have a vague,&lt;br /&gt;haunting mass appeal.&lt;br /&gt;But lately I'm beginning to find that I&lt;br /&gt;should be the one behind the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there with open arms and open eyes, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there..I'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive&lt;br /&gt;Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's driven me before and it seems to be the way&lt;br /&gt;that everyone else gets around.&lt;br /&gt;But lately I'm beginning to find that when&lt;br /&gt;I drive myself my light is found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there with open arms and open eyes, Yeahhh&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there...I'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you choose water over wine....hold the wheel and drive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there with open arms and open eyes, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there..I'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incubus -Love Hurts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight we drink to youth&lt;br /&gt;And holding fast to truth&lt;br /&gt;don't want to lose what I had as a boy&lt;br /&gt;My heart still has a beat&lt;br /&gt;But love is now a feat&lt;br /&gt;(as common as a cold day in LA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I'm alone I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Is there a spell that I am under&lt;br /&gt;Keeping me from seeing the real thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts...&lt;br /&gt;..But sometimes it's a good hurt&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Love sings&lt;br /&gt;When it transcends the bad things&lt;br /&gt;Have a heart and try me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause without love I won't survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fettered and abused&lt;br /&gt;Stand naked and accused&lt;br /&gt;Should I surface this one man submarine&lt;br /&gt;I only want the truth&lt;br /&gt;So tonight we drink to youth&lt;br /&gt;I'll never lose what I had as a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I'm alone, I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Is there a spell that I am under&lt;br /&gt;Keeping me from seeing the real thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it's a good hurt&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Love sings&lt;br /&gt;When it transcends the bad things&lt;br /&gt;Have a heart and try me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause without love I won't survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it's a good hurt&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Love sings&lt;br /&gt;When it transcends the bad things&lt;br /&gt;Have a heart and try me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause without love I won't survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts, oh&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts&lt;br /&gt;Without love I won't survive&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts, oh&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts&lt;br /&gt;Without love I won't survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incubus -Talk Show On Mute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a bow&lt;br /&gt;Pack on powder&lt;br /&gt;Wash 'em out with buzzing lights&lt;br /&gt;Pay an audience to care&lt;br /&gt;'Impress me' personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still and transfixed&lt;br /&gt;The electric sheep are dreaming of your face&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy you from the chemical&lt;br /&gt;Comfort of America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come one, come all&lt;br /&gt;Into nineteen-eightyfour&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, three, two, one...&lt;br /&gt;Lights! cameras! Transaction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick, Your time is almost up&lt;br /&gt;Make all forget that they're the moth&lt;br /&gt;Edging in towards the flame&lt;br /&gt;Burning to obscurity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still and transfixed&lt;br /&gt;The electric sheep but dreaming up your face&lt;br /&gt;We judge you from the card castle&lt;br /&gt;Comfort of America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come one, come all&lt;br /&gt;Into nineteen-eightyfour&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, three, two, one...&lt;br /&gt;Lights! camera! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come one, come all&lt;br /&gt;Into Nineteen-eightyfour&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, three, two, one...&lt;br /&gt;Lights, cameras! Transaction!&lt;br /&gt;Lights, cameras! Transaction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come one, come all&lt;br /&gt;Into Nineteen-eightyfour&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, three, two, one...&lt;br /&gt;Lights, cameras! Transaction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning&lt;br /&gt;Fault lines should be worn with pride&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say it (but)&lt;br /&gt;You're so much more,&lt;br /&gt;You're so much more&lt;br /&gt;endearing with&lt;br /&gt;the sound turned off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-5097459286080572631?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/5097459286080572631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=5097459286080572631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5097459286080572631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5097459286080572631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/keeping-me-from-seeing-real-thing.html' title='Keeping me from seeing the real thing'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-6669893444569939611</id><published>2007-10-14T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:55:00.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refuse to believe'/><title type='text'>Is there a spell that I am under</title><content type='html'>Yoohoo! Haha this is a random morning post. Decided to share some pictures of Brandon Boyd, Incubus's lead singer if you don't already know by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxGYUxoJ1FI/AAAAAAAAAK0/zTFVrBarkfM/s1600-h/normal_k004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121041733983523922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxGYUxoJ1FI/AAAAAAAAAK0/zTFVrBarkfM/s200/normal_k004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god I love that tattoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxGYUxoJ1GI/AAAAAAAAAK8/e-Uw-Xl1ZeI/s1600-h/1056517180~morningview121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121041733983523938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxGYUxoJ1GI/AAAAAAAAAK8/e-Uw-Xl1ZeI/s200/1056517180~morningview121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this was around the time when they were filming "Anna Molly"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-6669893444569939611?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/6669893444569939611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=6669893444569939611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/6669893444569939611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/6669893444569939611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/is-there-spell-that-i-am-under.html' title='Is there a spell that I am under'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxGYUxoJ1FI/AAAAAAAAAK0/zTFVrBarkfM/s72-c/normal_k004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-8943506085197563353</id><published>2007-10-13T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:55:04.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how much can i take'/><title type='text'>I wonder</title><content type='html'>Wet jeans and whatnot. Haha, today was fun! Had to wake up kinda early to get ready for work and have enough time for breakfast at plaza sing. Spent quite a lot of money today and am quite broke so you won't see me picking up anyth new sadly. Anyway, haha, Yong lin the yongster suddenly msged me yesterday. So cute lol, he says that when he listens to "So Far Away" by Staind, he will remember me. And the reason is probably because I sent it to him. Haha, yes YL, it's a nice song.. Now that we're here its so far away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think ima add some music, omg i typed that as msuci, like mus muculus.. Kk nvm, i think ima add some music to the blog. It'll be very very Incubus at the moment as I'm very in love with them. Wow there's some bugger talking to me on msn as I type this. I dunno hu the hell she is but I think I'll post the chat log here later.. It's fk8ng funny hehe. She got me at the wrong time, I'm in a super ap mood now.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;are u claire's brother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;lol kinda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;tel me the true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;no joke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;not biologically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;did she change her number&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;she jus doesnt like u haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;very funny lol pal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;i cal liao &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;the number is not avaliable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;are u there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;ur a pretty impatient person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;course i am looking for herl lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;course of smtng lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;how are u related to her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;tt u can ask her when u finally find her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;i hope u have realised, by now, that im not going to be very useful in ur quest in contacting her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;diaoz de lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;ok tel me the number she gVE U THAN i compare with mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;larh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;how about the opposite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;i reali need to find her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;fine u tel me the opposite larh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;ya, so jus do as i say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;u gimme the no. i see whether its the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;? i don anderstnd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe u don have larh hah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;yea maybe i don't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;i don care larh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;ta wat skkool are u in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;dunman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;u are lieing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;anyth u say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;how old are u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;whats this man?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;an interview?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;wat u mean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;its spelt "lying" anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;no larh juz curious lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;i typo error lah man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;oh curious? yea, im curious too. what bra size you wear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;curious eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;never mind larh u dumbo s.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;aiyah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;wat are u doin are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;makin pee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;bushist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;u dumbo boy hahahas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;no. seriously. check ur bio text. ur making pee every second of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;u are sec wat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;isnt that the equivalent of asking me for my age?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;ur not very good at masking ur purposes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;u noe what? u gonna learn to be more sneaky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;course i am &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;not seconary larh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;dumbo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;i let u guess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;bcause u r not seconary larh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;oh sorry, i cant be bothered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;u tell me you sec wat than i tel u lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;see i can be a real jerk at times and this happens to be one of those days. tell you what, i have no time for games with u so lets stop this here. if ur bored u can go listen to limp bizkit's "one of those days" and it'ld be guaranteed to entertain you for the rest of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;talk to me leh so the bored&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;im sure you have other frens. no, actually im not really sure, but i'll jus act like im sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;wat skool should i go next year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;special school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foundation is canyoning says:&lt;br /&gt;u really belong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;warh lao u go than lorh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;----OWNED----&lt;br /&gt;I decided not to reply from here onwards so I could continue blogging here haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok I think I'll just continue from after work la. Quite tired I am now. Hehe EW totally pangsehed us for his class dinner today so there's no him today. The homies today, without San Ren Guo, is simply me, daryl, kevin and SamC. They came to wait out the last 10 minutes of taxi surveying with me and we, or rather I, had lunch at yoshiznoyazzZ. (omg im having kfc as i type this. best things ever at 12.23am!! its spicy too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to Speedy's where Leonard joined us. He was lookin cool in Pescado's berms and &lt;a href="http://streething.com/archives/994"&gt;Sole Obsession &lt;/a&gt;Tee. Played some Battlefield 2. Daryl owned as usual. I was pretty good too, scoring Top Frag for a couple of rounds. What I had to tell the bots were that, when I got my tank, I own you. Daliang Plant has been, is, and will be my favourite map cos it's so easy to own there haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing we decided between catching Resident Evil or going home or doing silly stuff. I was totally against going home cos I just didn't feel like. Daryl was damn keen on Resident Evil but I told him what Sebas told me: It Sux.&lt;br /&gt;We went for dinner at PS foodcourt first anyway. Had what Leo recommended. "Riverside Indonesian BBQ" yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD13hoJ05I/AAAAAAAAAJU/_8U_YbtNgE4/s1600-h/DSC00310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120863110588650386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD13hoJ05I/AAAAAAAAAJU/_8U_YbtNgE4/s200/DSC00310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD13xoJ06I/AAAAAAAAAJc/iAkSkWa6VYI/s1600-h/DSC00311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120863114883617698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD13xoJ06I/AAAAAAAAAJc/iAkSkWa6VYI/s200/DSC00311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun see black black not shiok ar. It's just the dark-coloured sauce only. The sauce is some good stuff ok.. See, even Daryl see liao so ho-seh so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after dinner, Leo left us to go for dinner with his Dad (ya he didnt eat with us). We decided to get a pack of cards to have some good gay fun. First stop. 7-11 at PS. Wa the Indian guy was damn funny, me and daryl almost rofl except the floor was kinda wet so cannot. I dunno why but him, and certain Indians like to add extra syllables into their words. We saw this pack of "Bee" cards but it cost like 5.80 and we were like omg. So, he was quite nice, and told us to try the 7-11 at the MRT, and get some Alla-Ooh-Deen cards. We knew it was 'Aladdin' cards he was referring to but the extra "Ooh" was jus so hilarious hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we went to Carrefour to pick up "Bin Wang Puke Pais" Yea.. Poker is Puke ok. Now we had to find some sweet spot to play cards which is really difficult wif fast food restaurants and coffee joints telling us to f8ck off whenever we do tt nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so, it happened that we walked to the Istana and saw the nice fountain or water thing opposite it. We knew there'd be some open spaces with enough light to play and so crossed the road to find THE sweet spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD6jhoJ07I/AAAAAAAAAJk/62nLFVu2FEo/s1600-h/DSC00314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120868264549405618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD6jhoJ07I/AAAAAAAAAJk/62nLFVu2FEo/s200/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD6jxoJ08I/AAAAAAAAAJs/xBUO02Yqrsg/s1600-h/DSC00315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120868268844372930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD6jxoJ08I/AAAAAAAAAJs/xBUO02Yqrsg/s200/DSC00315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD7ZhoJ1DI/AAAAAAAAAKk/5jjdpWDOlHk/s1600-h/DSC00334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120869192262341682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD7ZhoJ1DI/AAAAAAAAAKk/5jjdpWDOlHk/s200/DSC00334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Sweet Spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played Bridge and Tai-Tee for like an hour plus until I got sian and felt damn warm and had to take a little Shinny-Dipping. The company was great I must say. SamC was being fking funny and so was everyone else la but I remember SamC makin me laff like f8ck. Oh Daryl too, when he said something about Kevin Seeting after I commented that Seet is owning, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD6khoJ09I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DXheoval5o0/s1600-h/DSC00319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120868281729274834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD6khoJ09I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DXheoval5o0/s200/DSC00319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sexy socks, ready to shinny dip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD6lRoJ0-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cwGfIQrg2gg/s1600-h/DSC00322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120868294614176738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD6lRoJ0-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cwGfIQrg2gg/s200/DSC00322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD6lxoJ0_I/AAAAAAAAAKE/z9mwjf0rqjc/s1600-h/DSC00326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120868303204111346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD6lxoJ0_I/AAAAAAAAAKE/z9mwjf0rqjc/s200/DSC00326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD7XxoJ1AI/AAAAAAAAAKM/gD4PN8-X5D0/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120869162197570562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD7XxoJ1AI/AAAAAAAAAKM/gD4PN8-X5D0/s200/DSC00323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD7YhoJ1BI/AAAAAAAAAKU/IFYXoX63V80/s1600-h/DSC00324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120869175082472466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD7YhoJ1BI/AAAAAAAAAKU/IFYXoX63V80/s200/DSC00324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shinny-Dip + Cam Whore. Lol I look really really short in the first one cos of the water hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, I used my cam's auto timer for the first time too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD7ZBoJ1CI/AAAAAAAAAKc/MwOz7giZ7UU/s1600-h/IMG_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120869183672407074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD7ZBoJ1CI/AAAAAAAAAKc/MwOz7giZ7UU/s200/IMG_0483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is why SamC's cam owns mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD7aBoJ1EI/AAAAAAAAAKs/qW8Wmjmf0TU/s1600-h/DSC00335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120869200852276290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD7aBoJ1EI/AAAAAAAAAKs/qW8Wmjmf0TU/s200/DSC00335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just before going home. My favourite drink! Peppermint Gween Tea woohoo! SamC had some cool Melon Tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remaining Pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD12hoJ03I/AAAAAAAAAJE/l305iNthKEA/s1600-h/DSC00306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120863093408781170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD12hoJ03I/AAAAAAAAAJE/l305iNthKEA/s200/DSC00306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD11xoJ02I/AAAAAAAAAI8/HrRVnrDi-gQ/s1600-h/DSC00304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120863080523879266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD11xoJ02I/AAAAAAAAAI8/HrRVnrDi-gQ/s200/DSC00304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plaza Sing Taxi Stand &amp;amp; Breakfast with Clipboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD12xoJ04I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Cg-gSoOopfo/s1600-h/DSC00307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120863097703748482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD12xoJ04I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Cg-gSoOopfo/s200/DSC00307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lightning Butt at work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----20 MINUTES LATER---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;you are from india&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;izzit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;talk to me leh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;kinda boring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiAmIn says:&lt;br /&gt;fine u ignore me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----LOL.---------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-8943506085197563353?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/8943506085197563353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=8943506085197563353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/8943506085197563353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/8943506085197563353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RxD13hoJ05I/AAAAAAAAAJU/_8U_YbtNgE4/s72-c/DSC00310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-3079292993342137932</id><published>2007-10-12T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T21:31:31.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when I'm alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The question of the day is.. As said by Daryl, "Wad happened to EW?"&lt;br /&gt;Oh, stolen from Kev's blog is: Hi, can I be your enzyme? Because my active site is dying for some chemical reaction.&lt;br /&gt;Rofl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok besides all that, this post is just to share some of the cool stuff dropping, winter this year. &lt;a href="http://blog.honeyee.com/jeff/archives/images/levisbackpatch-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.highsnobiety.com/uploads/RTEmagicC_nike_takashi_3.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.highsnobiety.com/uploads/RTEmagicC_nike_takashi_3.jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg. Takashi IIs. Will cop as long as the pocket allows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://blog.honeyee.com/jeff/archives/images/levisbackpatch-thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hypebeast.com/image/imagecache/preview/image/2007/10/jeffstaple-levis-denim-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.hypebeast.com/image/imagecache/preview/image/2007/10/jeffstaple-levis-denim-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow cool, &lt;a href="http://blog.honeyee.com/jeff/archives/2007/10/add_to_the_10th.html"&gt;Jeff Staple&lt;/a&gt; x Levi's, featuring an aluminium tab. Cool!&lt;br /&gt;Staple is a really really good designer anyway. Gotta love what he does for streetwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b213/bothanspynet/jahan/c0110901_14381878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b213/bothanspynet/jahan/c0110901_14381878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b213/bothanspynet/jahan/c0110901_14403559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b213/bothanspynet/jahan/c0110901_14403559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned Futura in the previous post so here are just some pics of him at work at the recent Dice&amp;amp;Dice party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly!&lt;br /&gt;Must watch video, Foo Fighter's Live in Sydney. This is one of the best best versions out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QwoaonLDars"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QwoaonLDars" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-3079292993342137932?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/3079292993342137932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=3079292993342137932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3079292993342137932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3079292993342137932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-im-alone.html' title='when I&apos;m alone'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b213/bothanspynet/jahan/th_c0110901_14381878.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-3926786758009537550</id><published>2007-10-12T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T20:25:58.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homies jamming worknplay not ok'/><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>Yoyoyo, kinda forced myself to blog because I wun let my blog die off again. I'd rather be committed to my blog than my MMORPGs or even WCIII, both of which I hardly even play liao lol. I tried to get myself to play more after the homies ended their exams but I dun find myself clicking on the TFT shortcut every night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I think there's nothing much today cept the rain n ppl training wolley in the gym ruined Friday's game plan. Oh and I'll have to get smooth on my bass real soon bcos Mr. Yeo (lol i actually typed this at Mr. Yea and then Mr. Yep accidentally) asked Joe Schmoe to like er play some oldies/ballads/popular stuff/chinese stuff. Songs that fit all the criteria are kinda gay so we just took those criteria seperately to come up with a set list hahaha. My right hand is still kinda retarded and my over-bendy fingers (some should noe) don't really hold down frets properly if they're too far.. This is a big problem la but nvm la, I shall wear some finger guards (lmao!!), for support, and play. Seriously. Oh and I might get to bring the bass home to practice but I've got no amp cos, yea, jamming studio amps are HF-sized. I wanna borrow from JS but his mom is always bein a so nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched inter-class a bit yesterday and today. Haha Isaac boy-boy is damn cute and he tells me how he got pwned by Gordon or smth liddat. Saw him do a few sexy lay-ups today and knock down a couple of shots, but they couldnt control the game against 1H at all and.. yea, lost. Then Zhen Wen and Fraser are another 2 jokers who play so slack on the defence they almost lost lol. I think they meant to play slack at first bah, cos ZW came over halfway in the match, when he saw me and he was like we play our first team properly sure win one. I think the class with who they call "the tallest tallie" and "the air up there" will win guys bball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, I think Leonard doesnt noe my blog's address either but nvm I'll just blog about him. Man, im really sorry to my mate here. Haven hung out doing funny crappy and gay stuff for damn long liao. I think we all become good boys liao eh? hehehe. Anyway, me and Tsun's area here got graffiti workshop organized by development council and some US based professional crew(the do pieces legally of course. once you got fame, ppl will commision you to spray their properties, yea).. for $60 you get to use MONTANA GOLD and other DOPE types of spray. will probably do a piece on canvas (like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Futura_2000"&gt;Futura&lt;/a&gt;). The course is kinda short for $60 though. Only 3 hours. I'll have to pon school to go and thats exactly what i'll do. As of now, gettin that cash is a bit of a problem but as usual, there'll be a way when the time comes for me to pay/sign up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's work location got changed back to Plaza Sing again. I think it only gets worse past noon.. If on Monday night, a weekday, I had 30-40 ppl in the queue between 8-10pm.. I think weekend, past noon I'll have a fun time monitoring 50 ppl in the taxi queue la. I won't being doing the full shift this time so I'll have some time to spare. There was a couple of things I wanted to do with this extra time but it couldnt work out so I'll be hanging with the homies once again. Soh ain't responding as usual. Ho is going down. Chan (oh man I'm so not used to calling him this) is oso going down. Sim is.. MIA? Seet is probably too busy. Wa 4 ppl is gonna be quite sian but we'll jus see how it goes, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a really bad sorethroat now. I had this unpleasant feelin in my throat last night and I kinda knew I was gonna get a sorethroat liao but I didn't noe why exactly. Now that I think from the TCM point of view.. Must be i &lt;em&gt;huey ki &lt;/em&gt;or Huo3 Qi4 which is caused by lack of sleep (my job) and stress (many things la. Most obviously, my F9). Die. Everyone be nice and get me a carton of Jia Jia Liang Teh ok? &lt;em&gt;Lim liao tia tio ho kee lai eh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I haven been cam-whoring lately so, sorry for the lack of pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-3926786758009537550?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/3926786758009537550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=3926786758009537550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3926786758009537550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3926786758009537550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-5568196250911472218</id><published>2007-10-11T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:55:04.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For him, it was short-lived.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Been listening to so much Incubus lately, I could die without them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm thinking of getting a custom-made Henna tattoo this holidays. Just wonderin whether to get one before or after my 1 week post at the Expo's book fair. Wonder if i'll get the stares from the stereotypical singaporeans and face discrimination in the workplace.. I mean, on my own, I wouldnt really care, just like i dun about many other things but thats besides the point.. But then if the employer is against it then i better not get it so soon lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where's the inspiration for this tattoo i speak of and where will it be? Well I saw one on Brandon Boyd's (Incubus's lead) arm and i was like holy shit i need one. Yea I think i sound like a silly fanboy fangirl but its like quite cool and jus for fun. I'll get mine of the right forearm cos there got more surface area than the left lol. Startin to train my forearm so i get even more surface area by the time i get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henna's are known to come in brown n black la but im pretty sure there's actually red or other colours. Red's my first choice as long as its dark. Still lookin for tattooists that are confident of placin those sharp lines on my arm. At most if cannot find I go look for some indians or yalams are little india or kampong glam and get them to do for me lor. This will surely be cheaper than getting some real tattooists from FEP or Peninsular or Paya Lebar area to do a Henna for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've got any recommendations please dun hesitate to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so much bull, i tot i'd let you see the tatoo. the colour doesnt show up too good in the re-representation i did on the back of my band.. i think the phone cam's white balance i set wrongly but nvm. Here's jus a rough idea of it. IMO i think i draw the tattoo on not bad la. use ball point ok, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rw4_ftMfeEI/AAAAAAAAAIs/rN7wTzrwe5k/s1600-h/DSC00301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120099640307316802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rw4_ftMfeEI/AAAAAAAAAIs/rN7wTzrwe5k/s200/DSC00301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rw4_f9MfeFI/AAAAAAAAAI0/GxjV9_H7YHU/s1600-h/6a00d414488a3e3c7f00cd973ad4a14cd5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120099644602284114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rw4_f9MfeFI/AAAAAAAAAI0/GxjV9_H7YHU/s200/6a00d414488a3e3c7f00cd973ad4a14cd5.jpg" 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/2450100220388893763-5568196250911472218?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/5568196250911472218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=5568196250911472218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5568196250911472218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5568196250911472218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/for-him-it-was-short-lived.html' title='For him, it was short-lived.'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rw4_ftMfeEI/AAAAAAAAAIs/rN7wTzrwe5k/s72-c/DSC00301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-2810732733204672393</id><published>2007-10-09T20:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:55:10.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incubus just grows on me! All their songs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the title states. Incubus simply grows on me la.. I jus posted Talk Show On Mute in the previous post as though it was something new then now I got look at the music video I realised I've heard it and seen it when I was watching MTV everyday in like Sec1. What the hell, what was i thinking man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this post, like the previous, is taking very long to churn out bcos my arm is somehow aching. Think never shoot hoops for too long liao, coupled with a little workout just now, my right's a bit worn.. Gah right's for mouse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha ok nvm, I'm gonna start on yesterday before today is over and yesterday become's yesterday's yesterday which equals tomorrow's the day before. Nice. Lol, as I type this I remember Ms. Fang acting cool talking about how we all know tomorrow never comes. Wa damn funny. Fang Jie arh Fang Jie, ni tai hao xiao le la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Thanks Singnet for ur awesome Internet Filtering Search (insert trademark symbol here). So awesome it is, you block me off my own blog, and reason? Adult content. Nice. I knew i was cut out to be a pornstar all along. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119331511176230514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuE4tMfdnI/AAAAAAAAAEs/a8lVKTDeWXs/s200/DSC00249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing.. The almighty 1m tall tripod stand for amateur/professional photography&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuE4dMfdmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3YIYBGgvbng/s1600-h/DSC00248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119331506881263202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuE4dMfdmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3YIYBGgvbng/s200/DSC00248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing.. what's mounted on it, Sony Cybershot. Sebas, you're a f8king genius..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuE49MfdoI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ieFd_Hxm-j4/s1600-h/DSC00252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119331515471197826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuE49MfdoI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ieFd_Hxm-j4/s200/DSC00252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuPndMfeAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/GljD9yts0mM/s1600-h/DSC00251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119343309451393026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuPndMfeAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/GljD9yts0mM/s200/DSC00251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is breakfast. 10.40am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuE5NMfdpI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yOGrPXm4kHc/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119331519766165138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuE5NMfdpI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yOGrPXm4kHc/s200/DSC00255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is lunch. 10.50 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuE6tMfdqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/UuDPnIrEftg/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119331545535968930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuE6tMfdqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/UuDPnIrEftg/s200/DSC00256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119333671544780466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuG2dMfdrI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2PIIuNgZ4DY/s200/DSC00257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuG3NMfdvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/-mldDOG5cIw/s1600-h/DSC00260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119333684429682418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuG3NMfdvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/-mldDOG5cIw/s200/DSC00260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuKNtMfdzI/AAAAAAAAAGM/isr8MqVZGvw/s1600-h/DSC00262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119337369511622450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuKNtMfdzI/AAAAAAAAAGM/isr8MqVZGvw/s200/DSC00262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuNv9Mfd1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/j0O4vQic67g/s1600-h/DSC00264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119341256457025362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuNv9Mfd1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/j0O4vQic67g/s200/DSC00264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is botanical garden and its botany centre. It's actually a nice place la. Always tot it was just a boreland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuG2tMfdtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/lYWzsZF5hYQ/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuKKNMfdwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UquND-kR4LU/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119337309382080258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuKKNMfdwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UquND-kR4LU/s200/DSC00258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuKNNMfdxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XUjwYH85S40/s1600-h/DSC00259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119337360921687826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuKNNMfdxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XUjwYH85S40/s200/DSC00259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is KOW! Haha I look damn f8cking dumb, as usual in the pic lol. And oh, open air toilet FTW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuNv9Mfd2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/Wi9eLD4GbSM/s1600-h/DSC00266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119341256457025378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuNv9Mfd2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/Wi9eLD4GbSM/s200/DSC00266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuKONMfd0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/nXe6ORHBBA0/s1600-h/DSC00265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119337378101557058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuKONMfd0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/nXe6ORHBBA0/s200/DSC00265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then it rains. Heavily. Ask Joe or Derek or Zhai Rui, they know. They know better.&lt;br /&gt;So what do you do when it rains?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuKNdMfdyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/uNClAlcSTiY/s1600-h/DSC00283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119337365216655138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuKNdMfdyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/uNClAlcSTiY/s200/DSC00283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find shelter. Isit just any kind of shelter? The answer is no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuG2dMfdsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/OjtHU4J_PgE/s1600-h/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119333671544780482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuG2dMfdsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/OjtHU4J_PgE/s200/DSC00269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuO5tMfd7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/D4B6f78ylIQ/s1600-h/DSC00278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119342523472377778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuO5tMfd7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/D4B6f78ylIQ/s200/DSC00278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find the cave behind a waterfall.. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuNxNMfd5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/w2EAyZfXwP0/s1600-h/DSC00273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119341277931861906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuNxNMfd5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/w2EAyZfXwP0/s200/DSC00273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cave Dwellers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuNwtMfd4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/MLyAjmp8rnQ/s1600-h/DSC00271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119341269341927298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuNwtMfd4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/MLyAjmp8rnQ/s200/DSC00271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this a, i dunno, middle finger(?), i see before me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuO59Mfd8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/wTEZlTj7irY/s1600-h/DSC00280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119342527767345090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuO59Mfd8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/wTEZlTj7irY/s200/DSC00280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Living up to Photography Elective, of course must take some functional fashional shots right? This shot, juxtaposes a camou (nature) print on an umbrella (function) against a cave(nature) floor during heavy rain (function). See camou and cave are all natural stuff and umbrella's function is to protect from rain (sun too but f8ck you). WOW SO BS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuNwtMfd3I/AAAAAAAAAGs/SmeGO87pB7s/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119341269341927282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuNwtMfd3I/AAAAAAAAAGs/SmeGO87pB7s/s200/DSC00270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuO5NMfd6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/MAct_Z_Uuhw/s1600-h/DSC00277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119342514882443170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuO5NMfd6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/MAct_Z_Uuhw/s200/DSC00277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I wore today, once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arrived at school slightly pass 1 and hung around a while before leaving with Cherie haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuO59Mfd9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/g4zETcGgWGk/s1600-h/DSC00284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119342527767345106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuO59Mfd9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/g4zETcGgWGk/s200/DSC00284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuO6NMfd-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/wFkuxnsgcXQ/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119342532062312418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuO6NMfd-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/wFkuxnsgcXQ/s200/DSC00285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw these installations being put up, i.e painted live, after walking outta FEP after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you liked your Zha Jiang Mian :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, I watched Lust, Caution anyway. Damn compelling and powerful story. Must watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuPnNMfd_I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0vjb8CYzkjc/s1600-h/DSC00287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119343305156425714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuPnNMfd_I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0vjb8CYzkjc/s200/DSC00287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn stylo pseudo-BMX. This kid was riding down scotts road like a real pro biker ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuPntMfeBI/AAAAAAAAAH8/GB1RoVUPg74/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119343313746360338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuPntMfeBI/AAAAAAAAAH8/GB1RoVUPg74/s200/DSC00289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuPn9MfeCI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Ul4kyEI5xfM/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119343318041327650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuPn9MfeCI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Ul4kyEI5xfM/s200/DSC00290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronald kept me company for the night. 830 to 1100. I &lt;3 you Ronald, you f8king keep me up all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuPn9MfeDI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oxI7yfpn0zk/s1600-h/DSC00291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119343318041327666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuPn9MfeDI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oxI7yfpn0zk/s200/DSC00291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My office. Ronald's lap is my desk. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, thats all folks. Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-2810732733204672393?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/2810732733204672393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=2810732733204672393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/2810732733204672393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/2810732733204672393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/incubus-just-grows-on-me-all-their.html' title='Incubus just grows on me! All their songs!'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwuE4tMfdnI/AAAAAAAAAEs/a8lVKTDeWXs/s72-c/DSC00249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-7204886464049335400</id><published>2007-10-09T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T23:16:29.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Triple Double</title><content type='html'>Hey it's me again, just before I blog about yesterday, as promised, I shall blog about today since I have to work that memory as I dun have pictures to remind me of stuff. Anyway, I've got a video of INCUBUS for you guys, it's called Talk Show's On Mute, and it's good shit. Enjoy ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right it might a little while to load so jus, read on (i guess?) while it loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="323" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/OR3Y9hx6Pd/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/OR3Y9hx6Pd/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="323" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice tattoos, dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, on to today. Oh right you know what? The phrase "ana1 retentive" kept popping up in my mind for the like the past 2 days. Omg, i don't even remember what it means, if means something, who said it, if someone did. Ok anyway, its dumb so nvm about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont read the following paragraph if you dun like extensive use of expletives. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, F8CK U JEREMY LIM! Yay, if he searches his name on google, this will fucking show up in the first few results. But I don't F8CKING care. I know my photography damn imba, damn pro but you dun have to say that I stole other ppls photos from the internet or whatever. I f8cking took all that shit myself you dumbf8ck. Tell me redo? Go f8ck urself dammit. Don't tell me to chill, ppl. I am chilled. Yea so, without the anger, I jus gave him a what-the-f8ck-are-you-saying attitude and so he toned down and jus tell me to expand on it. Mof8cka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, today was pretty boring. Yea, lol, that was actually interesting. But if you really skipped it, Cherie maybe you are reading this, then dun bother going back to read it bcos it's not THAT interesting :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la i think thats all for today. Post on ytd a bit later, i'm damn sleepy actually but I mus blog la. cannot let it die again haha. Anyway, this post took 1 hour plus to complete cos i was/am looking at a hell lot of videos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-7204886464049335400?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/7204886464049335400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=7204886464049335400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/7204886464049335400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/7204886464049335400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/triple-double.html' title='Triple Double'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-4956201208892720451</id><published>2007-10-09T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T22:38:42.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of electives!!</title><content type='html'>In the lab again. Damn shag from ytd. Wa sian this lab the keyboard so noisy.. Yesterday was a good day but I was too tired to blog upon coming home. Will upload pics (yea!) and tell stories if my memory doesnt fail me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, i'm back to doing quizzes will Jeremy Lim teaches us to use photoshopz. There's some new stuff to be learnt and I hope to absorb some of it by diffusion so I can use em at hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 11 people you CAN think of right now in your head. *three of whom must be from the opposite s3x* Can, not you think of. Ok I anyhow name le, lets see.. Who I saw this morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.HAN FENG&lt;br /&gt;2.Jon Sung&lt;br /&gt;3.Leonard&lt;br /&gt;4.En Wei&lt;br /&gt;5.Daryl&lt;br /&gt;6.Cherie, lol&lt;br /&gt;7.Chia&lt;br /&gt;8.Ah Nan&lt;br /&gt;9.Jolynn (mus 3 girls right.. anyhow la)&lt;br /&gt;10.KENNETH KOW lol.&lt;br /&gt;11. Yuan Wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.How did you meet 10? Sec3 level camp!! He's in my elective now haha.. So funny this guy. Later upload pics of us at Botanic Garden lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.What would you do if you never meet 2? Then I would have no f8cking-funny fren and no one to talk to about you-don't-know-what hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What would you do if 9 &amp;amp; 11 dated? Omfg, so qiao the numbering. Aren't they already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Do you like 7? Not in that way this question seems to suggest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Would 5 &amp;amp; 6 make a good couple? Lol, that I would like to know too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Describe 3. Haha this is my only other s/w lovin' homie so he's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you think 8 is attractive? Oh course! He do stunt everyday.. Including P in a P bag at the B of a bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Tell me something about 9. 9 is damn funny oso lol.. She's likes vodka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.What's 5's favourite thing? His f8cking s3xbox or psp or ps3 or com. or julia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What would you do if 10 confesses he/she loves you? LMFAO. He already has!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.What language does 6 speaks? Alien. She refuses to speak Chinese with me. I'm a Chinaman lor. Edit: No, she refuses to speak to me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.who is 9 going out with? wah mm zai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.How old is 8 now? 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.When was the last time you talked to 1? Like today morning, before he tio meh by Mrs Bok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.What is 2's favourite band/singer? Drummer can? He thinks Akira Jimbo is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Would you ever date 7? I have. lol lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Would you ever date 11? No, I would f*** him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Have you ever seen 4 naked? LOL. We may be ex-scouts but NO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-4956201208892720451?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/4956201208892720451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=4956201208892720451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4956201208892720451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4956201208892720451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/last-day-of-electives.html' title='Last day of electives!!'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-5359724368416166573</id><published>2007-10-07T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:55:14.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jus got home x2</title><content type='html'>Yo! There is A LOT to blog about today. Oh my god. My first full day at work i.e. 1100-1400 1700-2300 turned out to be damn interesting lol. Although ytd already got some curious/joker taxi drivers winding down the window and chatting with me.. Today got damn funky Burmese construction workers/painters talking to me at like 9+ and also some drunkard who got m4d k0n6fu 5ki11z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those who hang out at funan (wtf for) or peninsular plaza area, pls remb that after 8.30 pm, u hav NO CHANCE of getting a taxi at the taxi stand in front of capitol centre because the queue grew to 15 ppl long (bear in mind there is often NO queue at this particular taxi stand) and the average waiting time after 9pm on Sunday is about 30 minutes. No joke. So long was the waiting time I had a damn long chat with a group of 5 Burmese construction workers and painters. Here's the funny convo to the best of my memory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, funny guy is the only one i really toked to although we shared laffs with the rest of the group.&lt;br /&gt;Funny Guy: You doing tally report? (quite funny accent so think of it as spoken unnaturally)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Er.. ya!&lt;br /&gt;FG: Ay, you count the people take the taxi?&lt;br /&gt;M: Yea, yea.&lt;br /&gt;FG: How long you do this?&lt;br /&gt;M: Oh, til eleven. Eleven.&lt;br /&gt;FG. Oh eleven? From what time?&lt;br /&gt;M: Well, there's like two shifts man. From eleven am to two pm and then from five pm to eleven pm.&lt;br /&gt;FG: Ah, ok nice job. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FG: Er, your pay?&lt;br /&gt;M: Seven per hour. One hour seven dorlah.&lt;br /&gt;FG: So one day sixty three dollars?&lt;br /&gt;M: Damn, thats fast man, u good!&lt;br /&gt;FG: Ya, i do calculate like that in my work.&lt;br /&gt;M: Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FG: I one day earn sixty only.&lt;br /&gt;M: Ooh. So what ya work as man?&lt;br /&gt;FG: I am er doing painting, ya. Painting.&lt;br /&gt;M: All of them too?&lt;br /&gt;FG: Ya we do building and painting.&lt;br /&gt;M: Cool.. So where ya from? (Actually I already quite certain it's Myanmar but dun really have many Burmese frens so cannot be 100%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FG: I am from Myanmar. &lt;---Model answer ;) M: Heyy, I got a fren from Myanmar too, her maths is good too. Very power! FG: Ahhh, u got fren from Myanmar? M: Yea yea, my classmate. She's smart. FG: Ah, smart arh. M: Yea.. FG: Er, you are how old? M: I'm sixteen. &lt;---Model answer x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FG: Sixteen? That is very young. You are very young. I am only twenty seven.&lt;br /&gt;M: Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FG: Your religious?&lt;br /&gt;M: Erm I dun really care, (looks at watch, cos im fking working OK)&lt;br /&gt;FG (interrupts): No no no, not that. I mean, I mean, your religious?&lt;br /&gt;M: Er, yea yea, I'm a Catholic. You know Catholic?&lt;br /&gt;FG: Ya ya, Catholic.&lt;br /&gt;M: Yea, but I dun really care.. It's just my parents.&lt;br /&gt;FG: Hahaha. (Without evil style)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FG: Hey you got a girlfren? The burmese girl in your class your girlfren?&lt;br /&gt;M: !! Er.. hehe no no.&lt;br /&gt;FG: Eh, she's not ur girlfren? Why? She good la.&lt;br /&gt;M: Ya ya but I'm good too. I'm a good boy, I no girlfren.&lt;br /&gt;FG and Frens: Lol lol&lt;br /&gt;M: Lol&lt;br /&gt;FG's Fren: She rich?&lt;br /&gt;M: Ya, she rich? But I? Not rich.&lt;br /&gt;FG and Frens: Lol again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FG: Do you have a lover? (Exact words. Damn freaking funny)&lt;br /&gt;M: LMAO (This one i seriously LOL, then all his frens laugh oso lol.. i was still chuckling with i tot of it 15 minutes later)&lt;br /&gt;M: Er.. something like that. (My usual answer)&lt;br /&gt;FG: So u have? You have. I don't have. I have no girl&lt;br /&gt;M: Nevermind one la.&lt;br /&gt;FG: Ya la.. nevermind arh?&lt;br /&gt;M: Yep yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, the rest is less funny and i can't remb liao lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next funny thing is the stupid drunkard who was being restrained by 3 frens and got rejected by 4 taxis before one old man finally took him. The guy damn funny, first he try to jack ppl's taxi. Ppl open the door, 1 person go in, the other person have enter he go chiong and sit in the middle. Lol, then after tt he come out and close the door on the person who hasn't entered. Then after tt the "other person" damn confused then they start arguing then mr. drunk suddenly sober a bit and say sorry but he keep repeating the same open other ppl door close door action lol. So finally when the poor couple got away, he started doing kungfu on the spot. One van pass by then he step off the curb and swing his leg high high at it. Almost clipped the mirror of the van then the driver stare back and pulled up further down the road. Then his frens jus raise hand, act paiseh to the driver then aft a while the van jus drove off. Next few vehicles were cars and he tried the same thing but all the cars moving quite fast so like no reaction from them. In the end after like thirty minutes of waiting, he finally got taken away like i said away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures of today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkEidMfdVI/AAAAAAAAACc/O2hNOVkHte0/s1600-h/DSC00202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118627441482364242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkEidMfdVI/AAAAAAAAACc/O2hNOVkHte0/s200/DSC00202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkEitMfdWI/AAAAAAAAACk/7gqrrgy1SCk/s1600-h/DSC00203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118627445777331554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkEitMfdWI/AAAAAAAAACk/7gqrrgy1SCk/s200/DSC00203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What woulda been lunch if money wasnt such a great problem haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkEiNMfdTI/AAAAAAAAACM/ny14zUtow4w/s1600-h/DSC00197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118627437187396914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkEiNMfdTI/AAAAAAAAACM/ny14zUtow4w/s200/DSC00197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkEh9MfdSI/AAAAAAAAACE/n2IzNdLH9Po/s1600-h/DSC00200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118627432892429602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkEh9MfdSI/AAAAAAAAACE/n2IzNdLH9Po/s200/DSC00200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's shirt. Sunday mus wear POPE. Mus wear when sitting opposite St. Andrew's Cathedral hawhaw. Anyway I wasn't wearing any gold but I still believe.. that... as the shirt says.. "I asked the Pope, he said.. GOLD IS STILL DOPE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lunch break would have been awesome if Cherie was able to make it but nvm. I tot it was a good chance to spend some time with her on the 3 hour break. Anyway, without her, I made myself walk around Peninsular for the first hour, Raffles city for the next hour and stone at Spinelli's for the last hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkGsdMfdXI/AAAAAAAAACs/RpCXqIo18Mg/s1600-h/DSC00204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118629812304311666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkGsdMfdXI/AAAAAAAAACs/RpCXqIo18Mg/s200/DSC00204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light grenades! Awesome album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkGstMfdYI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Do_xf9SxZOY/s1600-h/DSC00205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118629816599278978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkGstMfdYI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Do_xf9SxZOY/s200/DSC00205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL. Wtf is this? I saw it in Sembawang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkGstMfdZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/f9A68VuAtjY/s1600-h/DSC00206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118629816599278994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkGstMfdZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/f9A68VuAtjY/s200/DSC00206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJrdMfdjI/AAAAAAAAAEM/pJqjFbfYyY0/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118633093659326002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJrdMfdjI/AAAAAAAAAEM/pJqjFbfYyY0/s200/DSC00240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I wore today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkGs9MfdaI/AAAAAAAAADE/sPk1MKjLAt8/s1600-h/DSC00207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118629820894246306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkGs9MfdaI/AAAAAAAAADE/sPk1MKjLAt8/s200/DSC00207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Mad materials used. Silk, dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkGtNMfdbI/AAAAAAAAADM/rpN27_9npDA/s1600-h/DSC00212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118629825189213618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkGtNMfdbI/AAAAAAAAADM/rpN27_9npDA/s200/DSC00212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJJtMfdcI/AAAAAAAAADU/M9ZPLVuapKU/s1600-h/DSC00211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118632513838740930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJJtMfdcI/AAAAAAAAADU/M9ZPLVuapKU/s200/DSC00211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for lopsided picture. Yep i was damn I had to toy with my cam. Mango Juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJJ9MfddI/AAAAAAAAADc/-oaTrRFRWvM/s1600-h/DSC00213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118632518133708242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJJ9MfddI/AAAAAAAAADc/-oaTrRFRWvM/s200/DSC00213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJJ9MfdeI/AAAAAAAAADk/y_SFw_Gr7hs/s1600-h/DSC00218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118632518133708258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJJ9MfdeI/AAAAAAAAADk/y_SFw_Gr7hs/s200/DSC00218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJKNMfdfI/AAAAAAAAADs/x76AkIo92kk/s1600-h/DSC00221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118632522428675570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJKNMfdfI/AAAAAAAAADs/x76AkIo92kk/s200/DSC00221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJKNMfdgI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MnqgM71lsnU/s1600-h/DSC00223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118632522428675586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJKNMfdgI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MnqgM71lsnU/s200/DSC00223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJq9MfdhI/AAAAAAAAAD8/asz5siXAUH4/s1600-h/DSC00224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118633085069391378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJq9MfdhI/AAAAAAAAAD8/asz5siXAUH4/s200/DSC00224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya I was so bored, i had to spin my ring and take pictures of it. Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJrdMfdiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/uKmM7jlmXVM/s1600-h/DSC00225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118633093659325986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJrdMfdiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/uKmM7jlmXVM/s200/DSC00225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This yellow chair, one of those I sat one is damn frikkin' comfortable. They may look cheapskate and lame but damn I would get one of them for my home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJrtMfdkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ANdoLDFQJrI/s1600-h/some_serious_bird_face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118633097954293314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJrtMfdkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ANdoLDFQJrI/s200/some_serious_bird_face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left: Very pretty. Nice smile. Right: Not very pretty at all. Bird face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok. So Cherie came in the end. Haha, great to have her there la. Feel damn evil cos i didn't wanna tell her where exactly I was and she had to find me herself lol. Sorry Cherie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJrtMfdlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Y65e9RXeuU0/s1600-h/DSC00244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118633097954293330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkJrtMfdlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Y65e9RXeuU0/s200/DSC00244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burning stuff on my way home hawhawhaw. Nice glow right? It's a burning matchbox anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-5359724368416166573?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/5359724368416166573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=5359724368416166573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5359724368416166573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5359724368416166573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/jus-got-home-x2.html' title='Jus got home x2'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwkEidMfdVI/AAAAAAAAACc/O2hNOVkHte0/s72-c/DSC00202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-6968987773127397098</id><published>2007-10-06T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:55:15.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jus got home</title><content type='html'>Woah today was &lt;a href="http://madhecttic.com/"&gt;MADHECTIC&lt;/a&gt;. Yes I stole the phrase from realmadhectic but today was seriously mad hectic. Woke up, by chance, at 6 to see a msg from cherie saying, hey b1tch u gotta be in school by 9, dammit. So i was like, to sleep 45 minutes or not to sleep. so i decided not to sleep and came out to play com a bit, bathe and change into school set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to good timing, i found mabel, ting pei and jiahui @ tampines mrt with no joshua. This was a fateful journey to school wif them as, thru mabel, i found my 1 year part time job woohoo. Working with the LTA baby. So on i was, i started TODAY!! Thats why i'm back so late. So, ok, the job has some cool schedule. We work on the first weekend of each month til fall 08 since i dun really noe when but yea ard there la. We get $7 per hr and work on friday, saturday, sunday and monday each time. It's 9 hours a day sitting at a f8cked up hot taxi stand surveying dumbshit but its good money considering if u do everyth, its 4[9(7)] = 252 = good money to spend each month. this job is so fk8ng awesome, it allows me to buy a pair of kicks EVERY MONTH, with about 80 to spare. 80 = i can watch wtv movies i wan and buy stuff for she who visits me during working hours to save me, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right then there's Xperience. All you fk8ngs year2s and 5s and 4s better be g0ddamned grateful to us f8cktards who spent so much time preparing this bullsh1t for u guys. More so to the organizing commitee e.g. mister money man guo xiang, not to be confused with mr. sunshine guo rui lmao. anyway, im gonna be at the PADANG. getting baked under the bright SUN. and thanks to the fact that im city area B station 5, i will be letting whichever suay group comes here play some STUPID BLIND GAMES IN THE SWELTERING HEAT. MUAHAHAHA, FEEL THE EVIL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job was f8cking sweatshop style and i was fk8ng sweating like a rabid pig. Anyway, thanks to &lt;a href="http://syndicatee.livejournal.com/"&gt;sis&lt;/a&gt; i got a damn f8ing awesome slice of pizza from the pizza place. the bread was thin and good chewy. the ham n sausage was pretty generous and the peppers were actually spicy (strangely) which made the whole thing so tangy and a joy to eat. the awesomeness of the pizza, which i received at about 8, helped me tide thru the whole damn hour til there was 2 hours to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwexiNMfdMI/AAAAAAAAABU/7c_ykLOC9aA/s1600-h/DSC00160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118254702745580738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwexiNMfdMI/AAAAAAAAABU/7c_ykLOC9aA/s200/DSC00160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwexidMfdNI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZzgpuOFi3NY/s1600-h/DSC00163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118254707040548050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwexidMfdNI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZzgpuOFi3NY/s200/DSC00163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus when i tot things were only gonna get worse and more boring. Cherie msged me! Woohoo, so i chatted with her and this is the good part about slow replies (haha cherie if ur reading this, im not saying its a bad thing OK), i managed to tide thru the last 2 hours with much ease. Left the workplace 15 minutes earlier, which i felt was justifiable as i hadnt taken a single toilet break throughout the 6 hr stint. Before heading for the mrt and home, decided to grab a Carlsberg from the 7-11 behind me and enjoy some emo-kids brew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwexidMfdOI/AAAAAAAAABk/ddhvvNlRIys/s1600-h/DSC00166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118254707040548066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwexidMfdOI/AAAAAAAAABk/ddhvvNlRIys/s200/DSC00166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night mode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwexitMfdPI/AAAAAAAAABs/uptBjAW5f8w/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118254711335515378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwexitMfdPI/AAAAAAAAABs/uptBjAW5f8w/s200/DSC00167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no night mode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol i think abt it noe oso damn stupid, i was damn despo both to get home and to drink some booze so i opened the can on the train. Little did i know tt having left the can in my shoulder bag for a while, while i was walking, generated enough motion to like pressurize the whole can. so yep, u guessed it, when i pulled the tab, pfffttt and foam. zomg every1 stared at me so i had to hide it. Kk the heater is hot liao i have to go bathe now. Bye bye people. Pics are below. read and make links urself ;) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rwezo9MfdQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RCa-jdnXZTo/s1600-h/DSC00180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118257017732953346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rwezo9MfdQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RCa-jdnXZTo/s200/DSC00180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwezpNMfdRI/AAAAAAAAAB8/br95SGxTebo/s1600-h/DSC00189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118257022027920658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwezpNMfdRI/AAAAAAAAAB8/br95SGxTebo/s200/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Ol' Foam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus in case you wanna noe what i wore today. Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rwexh9MfdLI/AAAAAAAAABM/aXd2Ta8Sd68/s1600-h/DSC00159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118254698450613426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/Rwexh9MfdLI/AAAAAAAAABM/aXd2Ta8Sd68/s200/DSC00159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-6968987773127397098?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/6968987773127397098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=6968987773127397098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/6968987773127397098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/6968987773127397098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/jus-got-home.html' title='Jus got home'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwexiNMfdMI/AAAAAAAAABU/7c_ykLOC9aA/s72-c/DSC00160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-9040955717131977554</id><published>2007-10-05T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T18:36:43.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy come, easy go?</title><content type='html'>Yo, I've added a tagboard as well as a space on the sidebar for u guys blogs. I dun remember addresses and won't link you on my own accord (except for mabel bcos i noe she wants to be listed lmao)(and jon sung cos he's the first guy to link me). Ok there are only these 2 exceptions.. i might ask you if i stumble upon ur blog and think its cool but as of now, tag on the board wif an address and BE LINKED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-9040955717131977554?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/9040955717131977554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=9040955717131977554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/9040955717131977554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/9040955717131977554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/easy-come-easy-go.html' title='Easy come, easy go?'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-3211574873849665475</id><published>2007-10-05T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T22:32:14.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one OMFG</title><content type='html'>1 YEAR AGO: (i assume this means everything in '06 ok..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old were you?:# 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What grade year were you in?:# sec 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go to school?:# dhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you work?:# everywhere, starhub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you live?:# tampines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your hair style?:# a much better FIN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you have braces?:# no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you wear glasses?:# always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your best friend?:# i dunno leh, still the usual ew, daryl, and the 3A boy boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your boyfriend/girlfriend:# heehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your celebrity crush?# dun hav this kinda things u noe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many tattoos did you have?:# none, not including national day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many piercings did you have?# none either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What car did you drive?:# i dun hav license&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your favorite band/group?:# the fray or lifehouse i think. 1 year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your worst fear?# caught in the act&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you smoked a cigarette yet?:# one puff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you gotten drunk or high yet?:# yea.. i got drunk once, one like 5 glasses of red. i jus plomped on the bed n k.o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you driven yet?# some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you been to a real party yet?:# dunno how real but mayb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had your heart broken?# not entirely impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old are you?:# 16, 17 soon.. less than half a year i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go to school?:# dhs. still.. (same f8cking faces dammit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live?:# same old place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you hang out?:# FEP. Haji. Orchard, mainly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your hair style?:# Well, i tried a radical yalam anti-fringe this year. it was pretty cool. now is jus rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have braces?:# still no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear glasses?:# gucci now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your boyfriend/girlfriend:# heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend?:# dun rly hav, 3A boy boys n the homies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still talk to any of your old friends?:# ya, talked to sandra recently. and zhang rui en oso LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your celebrity crush?:# dun fk8ng hav, but this yr i like jessica alba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your regular-person crush?:# i dun really noe what this means. but mayb cherie HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many piercings do you have?:# 1 now. Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many tattoos?# 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of car do you drive?:# the good kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite singer/group?:# Incubus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you smoked a cigarette?# say liao, one puff. smoking's addictiveness is overrated. its not the one puff n ur hooked kinda thing. those are jus lies behind the headline haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you gotten drunk or high?:# ya, in fact many times this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been to a real party?# ya la ya la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had your heart broken?# mayb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-3211574873849665475?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/3211574873849665475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=3211574873849665475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3211574873849665475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3211574873849665475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-one-omfg.html' title='Another one OMFG'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-4572672098998983073</id><published>2007-10-05T08:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T21:58:12.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Electives @ Com Lab. Again..</title><content type='html'>Wa damn sian.. I'm having photography elective @ com lab today.. The jokers are gettin the cameras and tripod stands so I'm happily filling out another quiz for everyone's good. Oh right, after this still gotta go find Ms Koh take some bio elective test b4 i can go home, go hang out wif homies or play ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] you have gotten F9 grades for math many times&lt;br /&gt;[x] you always do last min homeworks in class&lt;br /&gt;[x] you use ur handphone to text ur friends in class&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you phone got confiscated before&lt;br /&gt;[x] you listen to ur mp3, cd player in class&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you sleep in class- one thing, i dun sleep in class&lt;br /&gt;[x] you curse teachers&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you are always late for extra classes&lt;br /&gt;[x] you doodle on tables- excessively&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you make out in class&lt;br /&gt;[x] you are rebbellious with some teachers&lt;br /&gt;[x] you always hand up work late&lt;br /&gt;[x] you make fun of the nerds and geeks. like myself.&lt;br /&gt;[x] you have broken school rules&lt;br /&gt;[x] you always dun have the correct books&lt;br /&gt;[x] you dun take notes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] reccess is your favourite part ofschool - physics is.&lt;br /&gt;[x] you hang out after school&lt;br /&gt;[x] you lie to ur teachers about hmks&lt;br /&gt;[x] you tell ur parents that u dont havehmks when u actually do&lt;br /&gt;[x] u have made someone cry in school- hell yea! in primary school&lt;br /&gt;[x] you copied hmks before&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you threw away hmks before and lie that u didnt recieve it first of all- it wldnt fking work&lt;br /&gt;[x] you laugh at the way some teachers walk- always.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you have been late couple of times&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-4572672098998983073?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/4572672098998983073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=4572672098998983073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4572672098998983073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4572672098998983073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/electives-com-lab-again.html' title='Electives @ Com Lab. Again..'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-4533696004561373176</id><published>2007-10-04T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T21:11:49.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Memory</title><content type='html'>Ooops I think i said TWO quizzes. So bold those words were, i forgot about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 ) you love what electronic device most , except the comp? iPod last time.. Now my Sony Ericsson because it has MEGA BASS. Can hear bass so clear and pounding, i threw my iPod away for it. Serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 ) are you a sore loser? Sorry i don't lose. HAHA lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ) what would you do , if you received a call at 8.00 a.m , when you are still sleeping?well, i'll jus answer it and it mos def depends on who is calling. If it's the person in 4) in the previous quiz then 5am oso nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 ) you found out you won the lottery of some sort , of 500 dollars , you... save another 200 bucks and buy a levi's fenom black. period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 ) are you easily sick? yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 ) what would you do if your computer was taken away? get it back? lol, wtf is this abt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 ) do you normally find end of year exams? easy? it was definitely easier this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 ) what would you do if your mother showed ur baby pics to your friends? i think i don't really have much. my sissy has more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 ) you read a spooky ghost story and you cannot get it out of your mind, it is so realistic you think it might happen to you, would you dare to stay in your room alone, at night? yeah its a story u noe. this kinda fear in me kinda died a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) do you love having a dog as a pet? i probably would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 ) a dead bee falls on your head , you.. try to, i dunno, get some honey out of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 ) if your friend backstabs you, but that was during a quarrel, will you forgive her/him? backstab me? depends on how deep the f8cking wound is.. deeper wound, need more time to heal. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) do you enjoy doing surveys? ya i do. i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 ) its friday the 13th. you..wonder how many times its going to be this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 ) what is your favourite drink? I like so many.. Maybe Mountain Dew cos its so yellow so radioactive so spermicidal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 ) are you naturally shy when you see a new person whom you have just been introduced to? mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 ) what type of books do you like reading? ( classics , fiction, etc . ) non-fiction only. sorry, i jus cant take fiction. yea, it's weird. im weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 ) what is your favourite font ? pseudo-arabic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 ) what is your 2 favourite colours ? military green and black but not together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 ) do you enjoy having siblings? NO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-4533696004561373176?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/4533696004561373176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=4533696004561373176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4533696004561373176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4533696004561373176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/bad-memory.html' title='Bad Memory'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-3630247529069435883</id><published>2007-10-04T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T21:09:58.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Showin' Love to Quizzes</title><content type='html'>I love Quizzes. Be it academic or not. Nah, im not serious.. I hate math quizzes. But anyway, I like these kinda useless online quizzes stuff-to-put-on-blog shit. To show my love for them, I shall do TWO, not ONE, quizzes today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.what is your form of saying hello? hi/hey/heyyo/yo/BOO!/RARR/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. what do you like to do when you are alone at home? soliloquy. haha, yea but not that tense. smoke a lil'.. play my wcIII or watch some mtv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. do you prefer drawing cute anime or pretty anime? F8ck anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. what is the longest time you talked on the phone? 2 hours i guess.. or 4 hrs once but tt was 5 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. how long will guilty conscience overcome you after you have done anything bad? Longest was a week. Shortest? Minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. what is the most amount of money you have spent? Oh god u dun wanna noe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. what animal would you like as a pet? Anything i wan? Hmm.. snake hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. how many mummy(s) do you have? I think 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. do you like the date of your birthday? if no, then which date would you prefer and why? I think mine is fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. do you ever eat before snails? ya, got eat during june holidays, it came bathed in sauce. quite cool the pot was like designed for it.. got small pits in it then they put the snail, cover is a meaty/brownish sauce and top off with cheese and bake. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. what is your UTMOST FAVOURITE SONG? It changes from time to time definitely so don't take my word for it. Oh, as i typed this it occured to me that iTunes will have the answer. Ok. Only song with 300 play count is I Miss You by Blink 182. Yea im gonna get judged on my music taste based on tt song! Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. do you read books? Yea, im a nerd. i was reading 1001 chemical compounds in everyday objects ytd lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. list 5 people you think of: lets see, dad.. my darling (lol).. my homies, daryl and ew.. and last one, man i dunno, ok er the last person i met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. why you choose the 5? My man, my favourite girl, my homies (or homos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. what is the relationship between you and 4? 2hrs? A beautiful one. haha.&lt;br /&gt;4 hrs.. gabriel. long lost fren.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-3630247529069435883?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/3630247529069435883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=3630247529069435883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3630247529069435883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/3630247529069435883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/showin-love-to-quizzes.html' title='Showin&apos; Love to Quizzes'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-2355081314108840699</id><published>2007-10-04T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:55:16.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wahaha, ponned school today and I've decided to put some videos on this page for everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qTmMKbBoc7Q"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qTmMKbBoc7Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LuEPlIjwmkw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LuEPlIjwmkw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been listening to these song for a while on Tale's Don't Tell Themselves and I think the videos are not bad oso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwReVCLP0FI/AAAAAAAAAA0/paetygpYkVs/s1600-h/202px-Tales_don%2527t_tell_themselves_ffaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117318792054034514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwReVCLP0FI/AAAAAAAAAA0/paetygpYkVs/s200/202px-Tales_don%2527t_tell_themselves_ffaf.jpg" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out later for some good gay fun (LAN) at either good ol' dhoby ghaut or funky fresh tampines. Daryl's done with his ****ing exams, Soh is almost done with his too. Soon, we'll be burning hours in starbucks/macdonalds/kfc/internetcafes etc. Eh dammit, maybe someone should bring a pack of cards later, i damn long never play card games liao. ME WANTS TO PLAY. Eh if you guys see the tagboard damn stagnant/empty u cannot blame me. I've only like given the address to 3 ppl so far..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-2355081314108840699?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/2355081314108840699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=2355081314108840699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/2355081314108840699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/2355081314108840699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/wahaha-ponned-school-today-and-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwReVCLP0FI/AAAAAAAAAA0/paetygpYkVs/s72-c/202px-Tales_don%2527t_tell_themselves_ffaf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-5106547787936560094</id><published>2007-10-03T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T17:12:57.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a hot day</title><content type='html'>Dammit, MRT ride home was frikkin warm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I finally get to play my 2Moons after troubleshooting the trouble myself. Went to nVidia site to get the latest drivers, 28 sept 07 update (thats pretty damn recent) and thank god i can now run the game properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today I feel like sharing some wisdom. Yes, wisdom of an old sixteen year old. As Geoffrey once said, "CCA-loving has become so vogue, it's almost cliche. And cliche-hating is so vogue in our society today."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-5106547787936560094?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/5106547787936560094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=5106547787936560094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5106547787936560094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/5106547787936560094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-hot-day.html' title='It&apos;s a hot day'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-284530538692945805</id><published>2007-10-02T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:55:17.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW PICK-UPS</title><content type='html'>Damn, it's a hot night tonight. Just came back from a deal at Newton with my man Phoby from frontal. Aw man, guess whhat I jus got? I JUS GOT MY CSK DUNKS BABY, YEAH!! And while I'm uploading the pictures onto my computer and then this blog, I will talk about what I did whilst waiting for him. Well, his name is really Phoby, lol (oops), and he was late but it's ok he was nice. Man, he got these Europe-exclusives via a fren from Europe, duh, and in HAWT sz nine point five. FIRE FIRE FIRE. Ok, sorry but you know when the pictures of this dunk first got released on &lt;a href="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/"&gt;SF&lt;/a&gt; in July, i was like omg, the meter on the tongue, omg the insole, omg the pulse print on the heel, omg this omg that. Like a fk8ng joker, yea, but tts me. Read further that these were slated to be a Europe &amp;amp; Asia exclusive. LE &amp;amp; Gallery put us on the Tier 0, Tier 1 map so I thought if these were ever gonna be released here, my best bet would be Gallery. So I headed down a week after, asked my man BJ, yo ya heard abt the CSK dunks homie? He was like yea, but we aint sure if we gettin them if you noe wad i mean.. I didnt. So i asked, like a dumbass, waddya mean man? He said, aye it wasnt in the catalogue or the order sheets so we don't know.. we might get a few but u can check back next month man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwJVySLP0AI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nXcQIRHaazY/s1600-h/DSC00135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116746449007136770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwJVySLP0AI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nXcQIRHaazY/s400/DSC00135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwJVyiLP0BI/AAAAAAAAAAU/j08IS37l1dM/s1600-h/DSC00136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116746453302104082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwJVyiLP0BI/AAAAAAAAAAU/j08IS37l1dM/s400/DSC00136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwJVyyLP0CI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ezt7CUYExJU/s1600-h/DSC00138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116746457597071394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwJVyyLP0CI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ezt7CUYExJU/s400/DSC00138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwJVyyLP0DI/AAAAAAAAAAk/NSEk-xeut3Q/s1600-h/DSC00139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116746457597071410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwJVyyLP0DI/AAAAAAAAAAk/NSEk-xeut3Q/s400/DSC00139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwJVyiLP0BI/AAAAAAAAAAU/j08IS37l1dM/s1600-h/DSC00136.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then came business, not like business but busy-ness so I kinda let the hype inside me die and forgot about the shoe. The want to own it died along with the realisation that Nike decided, hey f8ck AZN, yellow skin dun deserve no ICE SOLE dunk, we sending the ship to Europe son.. But then, I surfed frontal and was surprised to see one thread with it. IN MY SIZE. My eyeballs spun a 900, tore the optic nerve before I scrambled for my wallet and told Leonard, dude I need my money dammit, CSK dunks on the line, I can't sleep!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwJVziLP0EI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Em2HTeDrO_I/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116746470481973314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwJVziLP0EI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Em2HTeDrO_I/s400/DSC00130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yeah, I got damn bored waiting in the heat of the night so I had to take some pictures of my just-washed-for-first-time-yesterday Levi's JP 505 Black. They were fucking tight around the knee cos it kinda shrank but i'm really glad the wash is really showing up now. Was mos def worth the cash..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aight, I kinda sweat a bit here and there and psst I haven even bathed so I'm gonna hit the showers now. So, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. 2moons is taking f8cking long to dl, i shlda dled it when daryl pasted me the link like 2 weeks ago. shyzer shyzer!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-284530538692945805?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/284530538692945805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=284530538692945805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/284530538692945805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/284530538692945805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-pick-ups.html' title='NEW PICK-UPS'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yowiSILzeOY/RwJVySLP0AI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nXcQIRHaazY/s72-c/DSC00135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-545309951304926931</id><published>2007-10-01T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T23:01:57.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes for the Soh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So who is the Soh, mentioned alongside shoes in the previous post? Well, you don't need to noe who's Soh but I'll jus show u the half done shoe anyway. &lt;a href="http://xs320.xs.to/xs320/07401/the_process.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://xs320.xs.to/xs320/07401/the_process.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-545309951304926931?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/545309951304926931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=545309951304926931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/545309951304926931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/545309951304926931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/shoes-for-soh.html' title='Shoes for the Soh'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-1813280212609899237</id><published>2007-10-01T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T21:03:10.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday to Monday, Tuesday, Tuesday to Monday..</title><content type='html'>Monday. Alright, here I am again. New blog, new commitment. Commitment? Commitment is an ironic thing for me nowadays. How can a blog, a dead thing, be a commitment? Why is it less important than finishing up the shoe I'm doing for Soh? Does this mean I'm less committed to completing the shoe than to finishing this post? Well, obviously doing up a gift and finishing up the shoe sounds like a greater and stronger commitment than a stupid blog but that's not how things are it seems. I noe, i can justify all these by saying, hey look im just striking a balance between my commitments ok? But I don't know man, is balance just a word used to mask my escape from one commitment or another to do something I prefer? This ain't KI or me trying to act cool. I'm just genuinely confused by how ironic this whole commitment thing can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I jus received an email from &lt;a href="http://www.crookedtongues.com/"&gt;CT&lt;/a&gt;, crooked tongues, reminds me that I should add them up on my links section. Thanks CT for inviting me to the Thailand BBQ tt took place more than a month ago anyway..&lt;br /&gt;P.S. the tees looked frikkin' hot and so were the Thai dancers. Keep it up CT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I just came out of the shower after coming up from balling just now. Two f8cking act cool jokers, one with a hunch, da-duied wif me and some nice guys just now. F8cking joker the Mr. Hunch, as I shall call him. Try do some double clutch fakes or crossovers then keep whacking his own d1ck and gettin stucked. Still dare play t0pless. I know u look quite cool la but ur bball sucks and u only got height and a fking pro centre on ur team.. My team werent getting too many rebounds but all could shoot and they were trying really hard to grab those boards n play some team so yea it was fun. Played 5 sets before all of them left so I shot some more hoops alone. Played til another trio, all wearing army singlets showed up. All were f8cking smoking and playing, damn irritating so I left. Man, ppl shouldn't be doing this to their hearts. The heart already has to cope with the increased blood pressure and now what? An oxygen debt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Notice how many paragraphs or posts have, and will start with "alright" or at least a word with "A' as the starting letter. Amazing. Anyway, jamming today was fun but bloody troublesome. Ah Tiong is damn horny, n he also says he'll get Stone Cold to beat up Joe if he dun off the aircon before leaving. Well, if you haven't been in the school long enough to noe, here's how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;Ah Tiong a.k.a Ah Tiong?&lt;br /&gt;-is always spotted wearing a polo tee be it pink or purple or orange.&lt;br /&gt;-Famous quote "Wo yao suo classroom liao"&lt;br /&gt;-Seems to be thinking "I work hard to buy Kim Lian(gold chain)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stone Cold a.k.a Botak&lt;br /&gt;-is always Botak.&lt;br /&gt;-Famous quote "*Smiles*"&lt;br /&gt;-Seems to be thinking "I look more handsome, more holy, more monk when I smile"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, i only familiar with these two ok.. U wan others go ask the scouts, especially Y5s, they like brothers with Ah TiongZ and Stone ColdZ. Dun sleep on it.. zzZ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still playing is my head is the chorus from MEGALOMANIAC. Typing it out as it plays. Yea my typing speed is f***ing awesome.&lt;br /&gt;HEYYYYY MEGALOMANIAC, YOU'RE NOT JESUS&lt;br /&gt;YEAH YOU'RE NO F8CKING ELVIS&lt;br /&gt;SPECIAL, AS YOU KNOW YOURSELF, MANIAC!&lt;br /&gt;STEP DOWN, STEP DOWN, STEP DOWN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were your appendages.. Blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think thats enough for today. Strangely, for the first time I dun feel uber shag after balling for 2 hrs plus, intensively cos most of it was spent balling alone. Go try balling alone, play shooting. Picking up the ball is tiring enuff. Anyway.. expect more here. Tagboards will be coming once I've found the type I want. Music, and videos too. In other words, watch this space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now, thanks for the time, thanks for the read. REPRIZZENT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-1813280212609899237?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/1813280212609899237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=1813280212609899237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/1813280212609899237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/1813280212609899237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/10/sunday-to-monday-tuesday-tuesday-to.html' title='Sunday to Monday, Tuesday, Tuesday to Monday..'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450100220388893763.post-4694878235930447981</id><published>2007-09-30T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T21:00:20.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>Alright, this, I guess is the first post. Well, first posts only happen once so I'd better make this shit epic. Well, what else could be more interesting that even though this blog was created on a very boring day, the first post wasn't made on that very boring day because it was so boring, there was nothing to blog about. I believe that by now, you are as bored as I am when I created this blog so here's something REALLY fun for you to do. Count the number of times blog has been used in the lines leading to this. Square that number and divide it by three, then add six to it and multiply it by ten, then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, you know what? You're so f8cking dumb to have even read through the previous lines. Oh my f8cking god, what the f8ck is wrong with you? And, as a matter of fact, someone close has advised me against using such langauge so often and that I should cut down on it. Yes the words were "cut down", pretty much like smoking, drinking and all the other unhealthy activities e.g. eating saturated fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm godddamned brilliant to be able to drag all this rubbish into a THIRD paragraph. Awesome. Ok, guess what, while surfing the KTS section on &lt;a href="http://www.frontallabs.com/"&gt;Frontal&lt;/a&gt; today, I found my most desired C-Mon Dunks and here's a little look at them if you don't know what they are. Ooh, the source in which ima get my pictures from is taking really long to load so this line is here to let you know how much effort was spent in letting you know what they look like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/1180511964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/1180511964.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/1180511879.jpg"&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/1180511879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/1180511879.jpg" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well it's actually past midnight now and that means this post is actually gonna go up on MONDAY.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they're some size 9.5s going for 250, I might cop if I end up not buying a probably-very-expensive-gift I saw in Haji Lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about Haji Lane.. I've been rolling around Haji Lane pretty often as of late, either alone or with some friends. I feel better going with some girlies as so many of the shops there now are catered towards ladies with all their handmade accesories and vintage stuff. Pluck @ Haji Lane is a must visit for all you ladies as well as guys looking for the perfect gift for your girl who loves bracelets/earrings/necklaces or anything. The main reason why I love Pluck is that it's the best local living example of my idea of a cafe + streetwear/sneaker boutique. Well, when the day comes for me to open that cafe boutique thing, I reckon I'll open mine at Prinsep St. or maybe Devonshire Rd, but not beside &lt;a href="http://www.surrenderous.com/"&gt;Surrender&lt;/a&gt;, bcos I secretly hate their staff. Did I mention Pluck was an icecream joint as well? Well you actually get to sit down and enjoy your icecream in a very very cosy environment at Pluck. If your asking, no I do not have any affiliations with the boss of Pluck or the nice lady taking care of the store, so I'm not freakin advertising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else new, I believe, at Haji is MONO machine. Mono machine. Doesn't machine sound familiar? Not because it's a word people use everyday, like me when I say, oh f*** it ******, ur such a machine, ur never tired! But because you've seen or heard of PROPAGANDA machine! Propaganda machine, the little (I really mean little) shop @ FEP selling vintage tees from Thailand, some ladies sneakers, camo army caps, artwork and other knick-knacks etc. Well, Propaganda might have closed down already but fans of Propaganda fret not because Mono carries a lot more brands and is here to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I swear something's wrong with my browser and &lt;a href="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/"&gt;SF&lt;/a&gt; refuses to load so I can't get some good C-Mon dunk pics. It's kinda late now and because I barely slept last night, I think it'd be pretty good for me to post this shit and get the f8** out here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450100220388893763-4694878235930447981?l=the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/feeds/4694878235930447981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450100220388893763&amp;postID=4694878235930447981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4694878235930447981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450100220388893763/posts/default/4694878235930447981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-esoteric-and-explosive-expletives.blogspot.com/2007/09/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Jeff!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448690583235863215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
