<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969</id><updated>2011-11-09T20:53:41.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deagles &amp; Shine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-7467053282689507650</id><published>2011-05-17T11:52:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T20:17:23.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Singularity</title><content type='html'>Port Blue has thrown me spirally into a&amp;nbsp;whirlpool&amp;nbsp;of concise thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I've sincerely enjoyed instrumental music was when I stepped into a resort restaurant where Kenny G songs were played, with other "instrumentalized" pieces. But before that, it was Explosions In The Sky. That one was short lived. But right now, I've got Port Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through Dan Brown's Angels &amp;amp; Demons, I have achieved a certain 'enlightenment' about the idea of religion. Religion is a cotton-soft topic but since young, I've been taught to awe at miracles and wondrous tales of demons and heavenly creatures alike, why you aren't supposed to consume certain protein/amino acid based meats and&amp;nbsp;etcetera. At 20, you tend to break down those stories into simpler points; reasons why they were told, reasons &lt;b&gt;why&lt;/b&gt; they were fabricated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not posses deep understanding or even enough knowledge to debate the idea of religion, the existence of God/Gods unlike a few certain friends of mine. But like how in Angels &amp;amp; Demons' protagonist's partner has stated;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Religion is like language or dress. We gravitate toward the practices with which we were raised. In the end, though, we are proclaiming the same thing. That life has meaning. That we are grateful for the power that created us"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omit the last line, evolution is the master of biological creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still ruling out the idea of certain gods. But that wouldn't make a difference between me and&amp;nbsp;Evangelicals as what I would be doing is disproving other gods. So I've once decided to be an atheist. But that compelled me into the debate&amp;nbsp;of disproving the idea of religion. What difference would it make, an atheist and a religious practitioner? Cancelling thoughts of one another; redundant, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I'm an agnostic right now. I prefer the&amp;nbsp;subtlety&amp;nbsp;of not having to ponder on the existence of a god or finding hard evidence that a god does not exist. Sitting on the fence, figuratively. Or a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading Stephen Hawking's "A Brief History of Time", I regret not studying physics. However, I doubt myself a person of IQ 112 would be able to comprehend black holes, String theories and singularities in 100% understanding. Right now, my best bet would be to just hang out with physicists at university. Hopefully they aren't those people who study for the sake of studying, but rather study for the sake of understanding the universe. That's &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, we will be able to understand the universe wholly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, in memory of Carl Sagan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-7467053282689507650?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/7467053282689507650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=7467053282689507650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/7467053282689507650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/7467053282689507650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2011/05/singularity.html' title='A Singularity'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-7971819877046583305</id><published>2011-05-09T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T21:34:17.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dub Dub Dub</title><content type='html'>..goes my braand new set of speakers. I am proud with my tron-like subwoofer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xG7KrryeX40/TcfjFg5ugbI/AAAAAAAACds/0U6Gzyb9yW8/s1600/IMG_0298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xG7KrryeX40/TcfjFg5ugbI/AAAAAAAACds/0U6Gzyb9yW8/s320/IMG_0298.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aye aye aye?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eacan's made in malaysia, which I doubted till I googled it up. It definitely doesn't sound Malaysian. I'd believe you if you said it was Taiwanese but ; fuck yeah for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a handful of friends studying overseas, most of the time, like &lt;i&gt;most &lt;/i&gt;commoners in this south east asian doggone country, they have been the point of envy for me. You've got the Great Brit, Canada, US, Australia perhaps Russia as well. Literally round the world. However, one thing puzzles me is that why these nice friendly Asian friends of mine will flock to their same follicle of pubic/facial hair. At least have the "courtesy" of hanging out with perhaps the whites (since you Are in a white man's land) or the non-asians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel the pinch for being an asian who mix around in the cosy yellow gang, here's a simple juxtapose for you peeps. Say you live in a semi-industrialized&amp;nbsp;country, I would bet that you would not like hordes of foreign workers chilling out at your doorstep. But you would be proud to have a foreigner as a close friend, in your small circle of friends or even perhaps a&amp;nbsp;roommate. You'd even like it if they speak your language, I bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well obviously, this is a very rough assumption by me. You might probably be asking how would I know these when i'm a thousand miles away from these friends of mine. Well, seeing is believing. Facebook as an evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my very humble opinion, since you have decided and are able to afford education on the&amp;nbsp;above mentioned&amp;nbsp;countries, you should hang out with your non-asian peers most of the time. Grab this opportunity and make global friends. That &lt;i&gt;is &lt;/i&gt;the whole idea of pursuing your education far away from home. So get friends far away from home too. If you are dead on mixing with the same flock of feathers, why not use that money and study in your own respective countries? A hell lot cheaper as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not once, but many, I have met many people in society (not to say I am super exposed to the outside world, but I have met loads of such people) to claim that they have graduated from Australia, London and so on, but their command of English is just totally atrocious. Eg ; a fresh accounting graduate from UK having difficulty pronouncing and spelling "Rhythm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, what's the big idea? You have spent more than a hundred thousand bucks of your dad's hard earned money to study overseas for 3-5 years and you have failed to immerse in the culture of western countries and pronounce Rhythm as Ritthium. Perhaps the word "culture" is an overstatement. I stand corrected. You should at least master the command of their language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be jealous, of these people who have the opportunity to study overseas. But I have made my point and I hope you have understood it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-7971819877046583305?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/7971819877046583305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=7971819877046583305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/7971819877046583305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/7971819877046583305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2011/05/dub-dub-dub.html' title='Dub Dub Dub'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/-xG7KrryeX40/TcfjFg5ugbI/AAAAAAAACds/0U6Gzyb9yW8/s72-c/IMG_0298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-6540714669806317200</id><published>2011-05-08T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T21:33:26.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Hot Air Balloon</title><content type='html'>hey happy mom's day. ironically, i'm the happy one cause i've got some new audio gear for my pc. some pretty epic headphones and a subwoofer speaker. woooooohoooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, anyway perhaps a year back when i've "stumbled" upon &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=usR7mMHUhlY"&gt;The Saltwater Room&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;aaand with a lil help of google, i've found Breanne Duren! damn isn't her voice just epic. she has just released a new EP and i think Daydreams sounds the best, yknow after the drums and guitar and synth and all. sounds better than her, well, earlier&amp;nbsp;acoustic&amp;nbsp;version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in about two weeks, i won't be here in jb anymore. i'll be shifting up to kampar to resume my studies at UTAR. about time for me actually, looking at the fact that most of my friends have already gone overseas/outstation last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know the odds of anyone reading cause the trail of this blog has gone cold. but hey, if you are my friend or a lonely homeless man called Ralph, comment below. it's a great feeling to know someone has read deagles &amp;amp; shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to illegally downloading songs see you guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-6540714669806317200?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/6540714669806317200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=6540714669806317200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6540714669806317200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6540714669806317200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2011/05/cold-hot-air-balloon.html' title='Cold Hot Air Balloon'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-1727032166336705843</id><published>2011-05-04T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T00:11:22.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Respite</title><content type='html'>As I am not convinced that the world will end anytime soon; I am determined to save up for a guitar, a gaming console and a pet terrapin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we could colonize Mars one day. Would the chocolate delight be renamed to Jupiter? There are many things that we are unsure of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I'll continue blogging in this pseudo-clever manner. Haven't the foggiest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-1727032166336705843?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/1727032166336705843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=1727032166336705843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/1727032166336705843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/1727032166336705843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2011/05/respite.html' title='Respite'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-6309834552689204460</id><published>2011-03-21T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T21:54:56.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There could be giants</title><content type='html'>peel your eyelids, cowboys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-6309834552689204460?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/6309834552689204460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=6309834552689204460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6309834552689204460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6309834552689204460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2011/03/ahah.html' title='There could be giants'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-6394718722004214209</id><published>2011-02-26T22:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T22:43:08.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pillowcrackers</title><content type='html'>hey kids! i'm sellinggg clothes, no shit!&lt;br /&gt;come on, don't be shy.. just click this &lt;a href="http://www.redbubble.com/people/pillowcrackers"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt; and you'll see all of my artwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some color for the eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redbubble.com/people/pillowcrackers?utm_source=RB&amp;amp;utm_medium=banner&amp;amp;utm_campaign=horizontal_work_thumbnails" title="View my t-shirts."&gt;&lt;img alt="Buy my t-shirts" src="http://www.redbubble.com/people/pillowcrackers/recipe:banner/pillowcrackers_banner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp;amp; all things nice,&lt;br /&gt;Kuaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-6394718722004214209?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/6394718722004214209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=6394718722004214209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6394718722004214209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6394718722004214209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2011/02/pillowcrackers.html' title='Pillowcrackers'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-4595408593206628991</id><published>2010-12-24T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T21:53:31.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow Never Came</title><content type='html'>and merry xmas everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-4595408593206628991?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/4595408593206628991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=4595408593206628991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4595408593206628991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4595408593206628991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/12/tomorrow-never-came.html' title='Tomorrow Never Came'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-6648404117432671202</id><published>2010-10-03T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T22:20:43.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kewl That Dawg!</title><content type='html'>I Was supposed to get my 1Mb net speed today. But hallelujah it's sunday and on sundays people do not WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for "looking forward to the weekend". Anyway, i developed this crave for slurpee after heavy meals. I saw a cheese flavoured drink 2 weeks back at holy 7 eleven but now it's gone. How well could that have gone along with pizza or mac!?&amp;nbsp;I'm left with like about 50 plus days till my finals but i refuse to feel up maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of "feeling up", guess what was the happiest thing i felt up this week and it starts with a P! yeap you guessed it, it's a brand new phone the iPhone 4! for a starter for me, the differences i could tell between the iphone 3Gs i usually fondle with my friends' ones and the iPhone 4 are the Shape and probably the Weight. The only kewl stuff bout the phone are the Apps. and that's the only thing that makes iphones special, shitting over other phone manufacturing heads. Nevertheless, i wouldnt mind an iphone cause it's definitely much much faster than my 5800.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Misc/EvolPrevSmall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Misc/EvolPrevSmall.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to a faster internet speed tomoro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-6648404117432671202?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/6648404117432671202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=6648404117432671202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6648404117432671202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6648404117432671202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/10/kewl-that-dawg.html' title='Kewl That Dawg!'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-4455261081667739110</id><published>2010-09-29T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T22:13:38.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songbird</title><content type='html'>After almost a year trying to upgrade my net to the unlimited one, i finally got it. Plus, i get twice the speed I currently have now. Just waiting for some time to go apply for it now :) Best post-trials present ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trials was horrific. Skipped today so i wont get to see my results (and to study too). I'm just delaying it. I'll see it in the morning =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-4455261081667739110?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/4455261081667739110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=4455261081667739110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4455261081667739110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4455261081667739110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/09/songbird.html' title='Songbird'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-1325701906963219118</id><published>2010-09-23T22:42:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T22:25:35.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raisins</title><content type='html'>Hi dear peeps. i have decided to carry on web logging. it's gonna be 2011 in a few more months anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to do something about my height a coupla months back. The thought of having to be stuck at this height for at least 4 more decades was overbearing. Wouldnt mind an extra centimeter though. Heh. Anyway, my friend told me about this Human Growth Hormone thing he heard around; which could be a catalyst in my personal Grow-Another-Centimeter-Before-Your-Bones-Fuse-Together program (stretching pretty much). That thought really got me. Took a bottle of my grandma's calcium supplements which was to prevent her from getting osteoporosis.. but she said she didn't want it anyway =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have walked into almost every pharmacy in search of those magic hormone pill. Those normal pharms, Watsons, Guardians and etc and the rarest item they had were the garlic daily pill supplements. Fentoozlers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either yesterday or the day before yesterday i forgot, my friend told me it was available at gyms round town. After all the dopamine have been reabsorbed, he told me that there were side effects. It isn't that serious, just kidney failure or probable thyroid gland damage. My appearance could be deformed 'cause it would promote bone growth but not at places you dont want to grow; your eyebrow bone and prolly your ass bone too. Or enlarged testicles or teats. Who will ever know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After consulting the beings of supremacy, i've decided not to buy those pills anymore, faggot or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i downloaded the windows live messenger beta for windows 7. I'm like wtf. But i'm guessing changes are a must. Nobody gives a shit about msn anymore tho. It's just either Facebook or Tittter. I spelt that right. Like how i'm like electronic stuff liking autotuned songs at the moment. True that it's (PARTIALLY) like Justin Bieber but heck, Adam Young's lyrics are megalodon epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either that or he's ripping DCFC's style. I dont know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave comments, it's my blogging fuel. Blogfuel, yea. it's a fuel that doesnt make the world any warmer. At the meantime though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-1325701906963219118?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/1325701906963219118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=1325701906963219118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/1325701906963219118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/1325701906963219118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/09/hi-dear-peeps.html' title='Raisins'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-693647771873299562</id><published>2010-09-07T16:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T16:14:37.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday's great</title><content type='html'>especially with games in 3D. 3D in FPS works better than RTS, and i'm not complaining when i'm jet-skiing down a snow mountain in MW2. or when the charger in L4D2 charges at you; either that or the smoker's tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this rate, i'll never be touching my books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XTbbwzUA_tI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XTbbwzUA_tI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bless the people who found the magic of stereoscopic 3D.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy i bought nvidia instead of ati. nvidia saw the future of 3D...&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;in 3D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-693647771873299562?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/693647771873299562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=693647771873299562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/693647771873299562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/693647771873299562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/09/tuesdays-great.html' title='Tuesday&apos;s great'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-7705392205605573053</id><published>2010-09-06T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T22:59:57.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Brake</title><content type='html'>tweaked my g-card and enabled stereoscopic 3D. now every game i play will be in 3D.&lt;br /&gt;fuck yeah MW2!&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;Happy study break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-7705392205605573053?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/7705392205605573053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=7705392205605573053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/7705392205605573053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/7705392205605573053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/09/study-brake.html' title='Study Brake'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-2558385949066859399</id><published>2010-09-02T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T00:01:41.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember to remember</title><content type='html'>I watched a movie few days back called Memento. It's either Nolan's mind or Nolan sold his soul to Satan to just put this Mindfuck-ed feeling into people's heads who watches his films. The statement above applies to The Prestige too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just decided to brush some dust off here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;Instinctive, intuitive, bullshit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-2558385949066859399?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/2558385949066859399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=2558385949066859399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2558385949066859399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2558385949066859399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/09/remember-to-remember.html' title='Remember to remember'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-6931345978926242342</id><published>2010-07-26T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T23:01:22.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Buttholes First</title><content type='html'>I'm just sick of you people telling everyone that the apocalypse is here and we should convert right away so our pitiful souls wont burn in hell later. that story is probably older than your great grandfather. the only apocalypse coming is when people shove groundnuts up your butts. We dont need salvation. We dont need to spend money going to a builiding every month. We dont need you pressing doorbells once every week. if you love God so much, treasure your life and just go do something more useful please. you guys are just brainwashed fanatics. i cannot understand why you guys cant see the real light. your light is probably the reflection of the sun on the surface of a bottomless pool. just step into it; you'll see the light alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try finishing secondary school too okay? Try speaking malay if not english.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-6931345978926242342?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/6931345978926242342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=6931345978926242342&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6931345978926242342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6931345978926242342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/07/your-buttholes-first.html' title='Your Buttholes First'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-7958387683454537052</id><published>2010-07-15T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T00:16:52.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twin Falls</title><content type='html'>there's a killer bee hive outside and mom's got someone to smoke/cremate/kerosene it. no idea but flowers arent gonna&amp;nbsp;pollinate soon. not for the next 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know who i'm gonna meet in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/TD8oAxzGUYI/AAAAAAAACcA/BscgPGx4yBY/s1600/Untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/TD8oAxzGUYI/AAAAAAAACcA/BscgPGx4yBY/s320/Untitled.bmp" /&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/5707227958218301969-7958387683454537052?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/7958387683454537052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=7958387683454537052&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/7958387683454537052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/7958387683454537052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/07/twin-falls.html' title='Twin Falls'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/TD8oAxzGUYI/AAAAAAAACcA/BscgPGx4yBY/s72-c/Untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-8913814328868356490</id><published>2010-07-13T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T23:39:52.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye In The Sky</title><content type='html'>It was first the fur,&lt;br /&gt;Then the muscle layer,&lt;br /&gt;Then the intestines start to squeeze it's way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dissecting a rodent was much more fun than an amphibian. Besides the fact that the last time i dissected a frog, it jumped up and it's innards spilled out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didnt occur to me how magnificent a "creation" would be. We are, after all just a compilation of organs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And few cubic&amp;nbsp;millimeters&amp;nbsp;of conscience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-8913814328868356490?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/8913814328868356490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=8913814328868356490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/8913814328868356490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/8913814328868356490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/07/eye-in-sky.html' title='Eye In The Sky'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-2883919100590249556</id><published>2010-07-10T22:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T22:43:23.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Impalement</title><content type='html'>I feel as though i ate 5 dozens of raw shelled clams although i dont like seafood and they're merging to form a monster shell-less clam which churns in my stomach eating my pancreas away and telepathy-ing me that I should be better off dead and it is helping me to fulfill my subconscious will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel fucked up right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-2883919100590249556?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/2883919100590249556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=2883919100590249556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2883919100590249556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2883919100590249556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/07/impalement.html' title='The Impalement'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-1147891565555212377</id><published>2010-07-05T22:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:39:34.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cumulative Probability Distribution</title><content type='html'>There. Could be extremophiles living under Mars' mantle. Extremists who love kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the probability of an actual post anytime soon is when&amp;nbsp;girls stop trying to be the dominant sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;We'll see female bangladeshies at construction sites soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-1147891565555212377?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/1147891565555212377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=1147891565555212377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/1147891565555212377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/1147891565555212377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/07/cumulative-probabilty-distribution.html' title='Cumulative Probability Distribution'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-4455312627339043772</id><published>2010-07-02T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T20:49:21.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beneath Earthworms</title><content type='html'>old friends stay old. age old people do forget things sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;many stuff happened during my absence in the blog-o-sphere. friends go and come back. things come and go too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my old friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-4455312627339043772?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/4455312627339043772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=4455312627339043772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4455312627339043772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4455312627339043772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/07/beneath-earthworms.html' title='Beneath Earthworms'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-8356024456923795742</id><published>2010-04-14T16:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:43:50.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear God</title><content type='html'>...if you're reading this, stop creating deformed babies and new strains of viruses and hear my prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my teacher came in to class and announced that there are religious talks on this friday for everyone. So the teacher needed to separate my classmates into their respective religion (please let this be the last break of unity) and hence asked who the Christians/Caths were. However, only my friend Sarah went to register, alone. Feeling sorry for her being the only one, Mok and I went to register ourselves as the followers of the Lord although we aren't. Our motive is clear, to accompany our dear lonely friend. And also that the Buddhist preachers would probably preach in Mandarin anyway. And tell us to be devout vegans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So God, don't make the Rapture come early. The animals are innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got Metro 2033 (finally). Wanted to get Borderlands but i went with Metro 2033. Was half expecting mutant turtles instead. Mass Effect 2 had some serious stock problems. Went to 2 shops and both had no more stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told that i could get a free game if i bought the 2 cd Metro 2033 game. I just had to choose Alien Vs Predator game instead of the innocent Warhammer expansion pack. Er, the Chaos Rising or something. Lol, sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/gurdave23"&gt;Satan.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-8356024456923795742?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/8356024456923795742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=8356024456923795742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/8356024456923795742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/8356024456923795742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/04/dear-god.html' title='Dear God'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-6674328052211196355</id><published>2010-04-07T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:15:07.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Tooth Man</title><content type='html'>Motivational juice kinda dried up. Test in a few days and but i'm blogging. Well, i studied. I did. Honest. Installed windows 7 yesterday. XP made me feel old. Not that it isnt good, but i personally think W7 is better. Heh. It doesnt take many "bytes" from your RAM. Only tiny bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S7yTFTM8K_I/AAAAAAAACaw/R6V6u1cq0ZU/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S7yTFTM8K_I/AAAAAAAACaw/R6V6u1cq0ZU/s320/Untitled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my teacher was kinda fuckeduppissed because only a person from my class reluctantly agreed to participate in the public speaking competition. Hence, she chose a few without any negotiation with her "picks". I'll be speaking on a topic about Sex Education. Nothing Ris Low-y tho. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love ya kim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-6674328052211196355?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/6674328052211196355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=6674328052211196355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6674328052211196355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6674328052211196355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/04/white-tooth-man.html' title='White Tooth Man'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/S7yTFTM8K_I/AAAAAAAACaw/R6V6u1cq0ZU/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-5279134537604600959</id><published>2010-04-04T19:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T19:22:27.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollaboutanutsack</title><content type='html'>it's gonna be monday in a few hours. the coming week is gonna be pretty awesome i'd say.&lt;br /&gt;will be upgrading to win 7 too. cliche, i know but i heard it's faster than xp. XP&lt;br /&gt;sick of third party apps, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S7h0uN61eKI/AAAAAAAACag/yTlrXTPaVu0/s1600/Image028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S7h0uN61eKI/AAAAAAAACag/yTlrXTPaVu0/s320/Image028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;imy. alot.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-5279134537604600959?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i'm lucky, i might start a band called the Cannibists.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Featuring ; Help My Bones Are Only Carbon Based &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chew your biceps till all you've got are triceps,&lt;br /&gt;Give your abdomens a few tiny huge stabs,&lt;br /&gt;Got a rod at 300 degrees Celsius, brand your ass,&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you inhale teargas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please leave my brain alone,&lt;br /&gt;For I have sins I have yet to atone,&lt;br /&gt;I'll put a spoon in your medulla oblongata to scrape some ketone,&lt;br /&gt;For there are many things left unknowne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll suck your marrows dry, From your pelvis to your patella.&lt;br /&gt;Oh golly golly your bones are carbon based.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll run scream and even strip,&lt;br /&gt;A zippo lighter you might equip,&lt;br /&gt;Hell if i know where you're going with that starship,&lt;br /&gt;It's only a vehicle that shapes like a parsnip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest, I really mean no harm,&lt;br /&gt;I've only got a butter knife as my sidearm,&lt;br /&gt;Besides a pocketful of pseudo charm,&lt;br /&gt;It's your muscles and skin i need to prewarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll suck your marrows dry, From your pelvis to your patella.&lt;br /&gt;Oh  golly golly your bones are carbon based.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine one one wont help you einstein,&lt;br /&gt;See the wire i've cut the line,&lt;br /&gt;Your name would be among the words on the headline &lt;br /&gt;Too sad you wont be able to see your valentine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're learning what you should do,&lt;br /&gt;No use running, aww slow down and join me on my canoe,&lt;br /&gt;I'll knock you out with a horseshoe,&lt;br /&gt;And that would be the end of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-8206050840074679912?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S7dMwiKWAoI/AAAAAAAACaY/NtjCppuYTzc/s72-c/a160_s8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-422042068897553091</id><published>2010-03-30T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T22:46:30.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's So Appealing, It's Deceiving</title><content type='html'>it's a bother when i have to think of a post title whenever i decide to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny why i thought to myself in the past that i'd never stop blogging. i updated my blog everyday till it became a burden and gradually stopped. well, say now. but parody week worked much much, altho i went into another temporal blog menopause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have no idea what Ovarian Kung Fu is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahuh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-422042068897553091?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/422042068897553091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=422042068897553091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/422042068897553091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/422042068897553091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-so-appealing-its-deceiving.html' title='It&apos;s So Appealing, It&apos;s Deceiving'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-632167129293694769</id><published>2010-03-04T22:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T12:49:59.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parody Week : Subhash</title><content type='html'>It is never a good thing when people capitalise on adult transparent inflatable stretchable balloons. Look at the big picture on how the government practicing double standards; opposing free sex and cashing in taxes from popular must buys at 7 eleven. Except turborg. It's totally different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just started tank modelling last week as i had a sudden interest in them. Especially when i finished the game of Company of Zeros. It was a pretty cool game. I love it how gas tanks can pwn people slowly and painfully. Like in this video :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="313" width="384"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YIaqyk9tz9I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YIaqyk9tz9I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="384" height="313" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that guy didnt realise the tank was on his back until he died. the title is just to calm children 13 years and below&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S4-3N2dTkZI/AAAAAAAACZg/XzR_O8pnfcc/s1600-h/tankpwnsyourass.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S4-3N2dTkZI/AAAAAAAACZg/XzR_O8pnfcc/s320/tankpwnsyourass.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anywhossels, i sketched how my model tank would be like. I scaled it to 1/18. Pretty okay for a model tank. and also pretty okay for now. I just cannae understand how i'd be able to make a cyclindrical shape out of flat paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, i went to  a capitalised petroleum kiosk to pee. Fook it! Because the toilets have no doors. And when i came out, I saw a capitalist TANK. I WAS LIKE WHOA MOTHERFOOKER TANK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S4-4bhrOQwI/AAAAAAAACZo/8N-sAJngRsY/s1600-h/Image009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S4-4bhrOQwI/AAAAAAAACZo/8N-sAJngRsY/s320/Image009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It wasn't actually a Tank because..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tank i love only contains butane, propane, ethane or mundane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is the tank that we all rarely see. Only probably once a week or mayhap once a month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is the German Propan &lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title="stupid"&gt;Blöd Tank7ER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title="stupid"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S4-5JVxus-I/AAAAAAAACZw/EnhqCNOvrE4/s1600-h/Image013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S4-5JVxus-I/AAAAAAAACZw/EnhqCNOvrE4/s320/Image013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title="stupid"&gt;this is how they transport the minor tanks to burn some oxygen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title="stupid"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title="stupid"&gt;In non tank related news, I had to  take a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title="stupid"&gt;sadistic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title="stupid"&gt;picture of an animal in pain which is either half dead or  already dead. This week's choice is... a Bird!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S4-6P4zaElI/AAAAAAAACaA/H6qvEUlsddQ/s1600-h/Image002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S4-6P4zaElI/AAAAAAAACaA/H6qvEUlsddQ/s320/Image002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S4-6DWdM_9I/AAAAAAAACZ4/WvG44x9lfnQ/s1600-h/Image001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S4-6DWdM_9I/AAAAAAAACZ4/WvG44x9lfnQ/s320/Image001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S4-6P4zaElI/AAAAAAAACaA/H6qvEUlsddQ/s1600-h/Image002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1267708680546"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1267708680547"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In case you people are wondering what this picture is all about, the bird found out that all glossy wet looking stuff arent all water. For this case, it's Rat Glue. I know you are trying to think of a correlation between a Bird and a Rat. Answer is, Batman! Just another furry rodent with bird featherless wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how the theory of evolution states that larger bigger and stronger (darker) creatures dominate the smaller ones by KS-ing their prey; Batman does the same thing to Robin too. Poor boy/bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2kjisMm3M9Y/SG5aqK7Kt_I/AAAAAAAAEGM/wkM02GLq824/s1600/funny_Batman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2kjisMm3M9Y/SG5aqK7Kt_I/AAAAAAAAEGM/wkM02GLq824/s320/funny_Batman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;batman trying to catch half &lt;s&gt;man&lt;/s&gt; face in Episode #679646.36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S4-_KViKgXI/AAAAAAAACaQ/ZdBp8YeV6FQ/s1600-h/untitled.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S4-_KViKgXI/AAAAAAAACaQ/ZdBp8YeV6FQ/s320/untitled.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;they screwed up the sequence when it came to Atheism and Capitalism. Only &lt;i&gt;God &lt;/i&gt;knows why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : I hate colonel sanders.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-632167129293694769?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/632167129293694769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=632167129293694769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/632167129293694769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/632167129293694769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/03/parody-week-subhash.html' title='Parody Week : Subhash'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/S4-3N2dTkZI/AAAAAAAACZg/XzR_O8pnfcc/s72-c/tankpwnsyourass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-3174988699213257418</id><published>2010-02-27T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T16:29:43.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parody Week : Ian</title><content type='html'>Spoof week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing spooky, just spoofy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which rhymes with Parody. FYL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time you go to KFC,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell your mum or dad that you do not want Roots and Wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd be carrot coleslaws and chicken wings. FYL again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Not in Australia is really not epiq. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people here not in Australia do not speak English and also not German.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title="This is not funny."&gt;Das ist nicht lustig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title="This is not funny."&gt;Yes, ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title="This is not funny."&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title="This is not funny."&gt;I have not played Modern Warfare 2 for 3 weeks and I am sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title="This is not funny."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title="This is not funny."&gt;Sad! Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title="This is not funny."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title="This is not funny."&gt;Question of the year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title="This is not funny."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title="This is not funny."&gt;Why are Chili spicy when it has Chill in the word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title="This is not funny."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title="This is not funny."&gt;FML FYL FOL :)&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/5707227958218301969-3174988699213257418?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/3174988699213257418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=3174988699213257418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/3174988699213257418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/3174988699213257418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/02/parody-week-ian.html' title='Parody Week : Ian'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-4178588215348781151</id><published>2010-01-29T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T22:47:53.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desecration</title><content type='html'>isn't it a little Too dramatic on what's going on here in this country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DDG8xqz7BIk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DDG8xqz7BIk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-4178588215348781151?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/4178588215348781151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=4178588215348781151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4178588215348781151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4178588215348781151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/01/desecration.html' title='Desecration'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-166234977830114114</id><published>2010-01-17T22:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T23:08:24.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Cause Blue Skies Are Calling</title><content type='html'>Today an american lady approached me after my tuition ended. She looked really worried and I was even more worse shit scared than she looked. She had the worried look and I had a rude shock when she came up to me and said Hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently she was looking for her husband but she doesn't have a phone to contact him.&lt;br /&gt;So, if a foreigner approaches you (imagine yourself an Asian) and asks for help. Would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would; but she did tell me that she stood there for 20 minutes and when she approached anyone for help, they simply walked off. She said,"They were afraid I was going to run away with their phone!" and "It's not as if I was going to call China!" but in a Ha-ha kind of tone. Real friendly woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I lent her my phone, she was so thankful because after 20 minutes, a Chinese guy didn't hesitate to help her. She shook my hand and said "thank you so much" with a reply from me, "I'm glad I could help".&lt;br /&gt;I'm not blogging about my &lt;i&gt;encounter&lt;/i&gt; with a random white lady but don't you realise something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the time-frame of 20 minutes, it's a high probable that &lt;b&gt;Least&lt;/b&gt; a hundred people walked past her and no one wanted to help. Reasons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;The inability to speak english.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Poor ability to speak english&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Handphone too expensive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Handphone too cheap looking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thought she was Mariah Carey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Come on Malaysians, do something. Something useful or helpful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was never the youtube kinda guy. But it's a different thing when it comes to warfare.&lt;br /&gt;And oh yea, the AA-12 shotgun has a drum magazine. instead of the boring old bar magazine, it's a drum. like the RPD. Drum packed with shells. Always a tad too catchy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OkoWEMCnLQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OkoWEMCnLQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;"get back on those guys"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;"armed personnel right there"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;"you got him"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;"gunner; ready!"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;"you are clear to clear out that building"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;"one of the vehicles is moving right now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Death From Above" chapter from COD4 anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;more than coincidence that the Scripts are the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-166234977830114114?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/166234977830114114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=166234977830114114&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/166234977830114114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/166234977830114114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/01/blue-skies-are-pretty.html' title='Oh Cause Blue Skies Are Calling'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-5170105416958206466</id><published>2010-01-15T17:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T18:23:24.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pave Low Inbound, Standby.</title><content type='html'>It didn't require much effort to anticipate what or how MW2 will affect your studies. The crack RAR files is also bundled with a bonus item ; Procrastination. It's always "Wait till i get to that level then I'll stop" or "Wait till i unlock the M16". But hey, I'm not complaining. It's always a bitter sweet thing when it comes to games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combating piracy was never easy. Not when poverty still exists in this world.&lt;br /&gt;So, apparently the Parovoz' crack 1.0.172 has stopped working. It is always pretty ironic why Zero Gear, a kiddy 10+ and above game is used as a "mask" to play Modern Warfare 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how history taught us Invasion and Occupations Never Works, i think it's pretty redundant for Ste@m to invest so much time to do "this".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solution is just to download this file : &lt;a href="http://www.mirrorcreator.com/files/17WSUGLK/Update_Patches_v2NEW.rar_links"&gt;1.0.174 with Parovoz mp exe (Update 1)*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patch the previous versions like before (copy into the MW2 directory)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, download this : &lt;a href="http://rs465tl2.rapidshare.com/files/326296563/patch_mp.rar"&gt;http://rs465tl2.rapidshare.com/files/326296563/patch_mp.rar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, it ain't no malware. Browse to the Zone file in your MW2 directory and just replace it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still pretty worried about what it says at the Steam lobby. It says under the "gifts" tab, 2.4 Days remaining.&lt;br /&gt;Heard that the full zero gear version's released and needs money to buy it. I hope MW2 will still be playable by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S1A_5PIar3I/AAAAAAAACZY/F6f1D4gQVxc/s1600-h/ooah.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S1A_5PIar3I/AAAAAAAACZY/F6f1D4gQVxc/s320/ooah.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;also almost a hundred kills to an hour right? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Should Work Like A Charm"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-5170105416958206466?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/5170105416958206466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=5170105416958206466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/5170105416958206466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/5170105416958206466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-didnt-require-much-effort-to.html' title='Pave Low Inbound, Standby.'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/S1A_5PIar3I/AAAAAAAACZY/F6f1D4gQVxc/s72-c/ooah.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-8139844960722374505</id><published>2010-01-12T17:54:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T16:07:29.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Please Forgive Me, But I'm Trying Not To Cry"</title><content type='html'>Imagine searching for a song for 2 months, and you've finally found it.&lt;br /&gt;To me, it's better than 99 Luftballoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retro Rush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="384" height="313"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mHGkTP3G7Z8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mHGkTP3G7Z8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="384" height="313" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told that this song is pretty cheesy. Pretty undeniable but I am loving this. The bass riff has got to be the catchiest one in this century. Why wasn't i born the 80s? It'd be better than to face the Jonas Brothers or Hannah Banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the song that touched me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you. Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-8139844960722374505?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/8139844960722374505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=8139844960722374505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/8139844960722374505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/8139844960722374505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/01/please-forgive-me-but-im-trying-not-to.html' title='&quot;Please Forgive Me, But I&apos;m Trying Not To Cry&quot;'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-3914262112782928237</id><published>2010-01-11T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T21:54:01.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Asians Suck Up To Caucasians</title><content type='html'>Well, only &lt;i&gt;most&lt;/i&gt; Asians. Either for strategic business purposes or they just enjoying sucking.&lt;br /&gt;Like how the Chinese people opt to dye their hair blonde even when they look like shit in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you've heard of London Chocolate Rolls if you live in Singapore or Malaysia (maybe Thailand?), New York Skin stuff and etc. I don't know about you but i think it's either faddistic or just pure lamity (sorry Ian). Willy nilly, wouldn't it sound epic weird if it's Burmese Chocolate Rolls or Abu Dhabi Skin Solutions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I survived a close-to-a credit card scam today. I think the cyberspace God hates me.&lt;br /&gt;Today a random not-so-close friend said Hi to me online. It was kinda long so I'm just summarizing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She : hey&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hi!&lt;br /&gt;She : i need some help right now. I'm in London.&lt;br /&gt;Me : oh, if it's within my means i'd love to.&lt;br /&gt;She : I got mugged by robbers at gun-point&lt;br /&gt;Me : Oh, that means your ID and cash are all gone?&lt;br /&gt;She : Yeah, can you help me?&lt;br /&gt;Me : well, i think you should go to the Malaysian Embassy, like right now?&lt;br /&gt;She : I lost all my cash and my id. I lost my credit cards too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my semi human spider sense kicked in, why would a random not so close friend ask for MY help and still able to go online to ask for help instead of looking for people that can really help her? Why would She mention about credit cards too out of the blue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I closed the window and went offline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure that isn't her because She changed her email address last year.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, boo to you lousy scammers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a Band 4 for MUET today. It was pretty much of an insult to me. Go figure out why.&lt;br /&gt;Just 6 more points to Band 5; a requirement to NUS.&lt;br /&gt;Retaking it in March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring it on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-3914262112782928237?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/3914262112782928237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=3914262112782928237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/3914262112782928237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/3914262112782928237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-asians-suck-up-to-caucasians.html' title='How Asians Suck Up To Caucasians'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-4914162218759932545</id><published>2010-01-10T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T19:35:39.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Binary 100110</title><content type='html'>that's actually not a binary code.&lt;br /&gt;it's today's date. It would be kinda cheesy if Microsoft or Apple release new products on binary dates like today ; 100110, 010110 or 101010. I dont know, but if they do, it's my idea because I blogged it first. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today i saw this; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S0mIaxVRRvI/AAAAAAAACZI/SBTQXmC4NkQ/s1600-h/Image007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S0mIaxVRRvI/AAAAAAAACZI/SBTQXmC4NkQ/s320/Image007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i never knew flour mills transported their flour this way. that's helluva lot of flour. mayhap 3 tonnes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyway, my Nokia 5300 kinda sucked and died, well, for the Directional pad only. the keypad still works. I lived another week with it and i got somewhat frustrated. So I took my dad's N70 and used it. It's not that bad but i have no idea why Symbian 60 phones are that slow. I'm not that sure about their smartphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow starts the evil cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I should rephrase; it continues.&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/5707227958218301969-4914162218759932545?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/4914162218759932545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=4914162218759932545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4914162218759932545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4914162218759932545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/01/binary-100110.html' title='Binary 100110'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/S0mIaxVRRvI/AAAAAAAACZI/SBTQXmC4NkQ/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-2204850833120274654</id><published>2010-01-09T13:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T18:10:36.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know I'm Legal</title><content type='html'>but seriously i dont do webcam sex with random females.&lt;br /&gt;I worked hard on my weekly resolution to finish my homework and I did, so decided to reward myself to just surf the net after some left 4 dead 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like any other day, I'd sign into WLM to just maybe chat with some people. Maybe not people like this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Female :&amp;nbsp; hey&lt;br /&gt;Me : hello&lt;br /&gt;Female : i'm 21/f your a male right?&lt;br /&gt;Me : er yea , i am&lt;br /&gt;Female : nice, I just got off work and finally got some time to relax which site did i msg you from again?&lt;br /&gt;Me : i seriously have no idea&lt;br /&gt;Female : I know a way we can chat and have a better time.. do you cam?&lt;br /&gt;Me : just signed into wlm and you added me. nah i dont cam.&lt;br /&gt;Female : Well i don't do yahoo cam or any other cam because i have been recorded before... But i do know one site you can watch me on cam, that assures me no one records...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : oh please.&lt;br /&gt;Female : I mean... Do you want to see me on my cam?&lt;br /&gt;Me : nope not interested at all&lt;br /&gt;Female : suit yourself...&amp;nbsp; ur prob a virgin anyways...&amp;nbsp; peace!&lt;br /&gt;Me :&amp;nbsp; you've gotta try a different approach if you want things going your way&lt;br /&gt;Female : Ok go to (some website i wouldnt want to type here) accept the invite on the page baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe Julian would be praying he'd be in my shoes but maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'd like to thank soobs for figuring out a way to fix MW2.&lt;br /&gt;the idea of stopping at level 26 without unlocking the M16 killed me metaphorically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S0hB5VYQfuI/AAAAAAAACY4/hSUH8BqbT1Y/s1600-h/untitled.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S0hB5VYQfuI/AAAAAAAACY4/hSUH8BqbT1Y/s400/untitled.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;am i the only one who realises this is actually just a G3 with a scope? it's not a military sniper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;semper fi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-2204850833120274654?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/2204850833120274654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=2204850833120274654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2204850833120274654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2204850833120274654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-know-im-legal.html' title='I Know I&apos;m Legal'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/S0hB5VYQfuI/AAAAAAAACY4/hSUH8BqbT1Y/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-4981264804094052429</id><published>2010-01-08T14:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T15:45:37.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misconception's Brood</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're Satan's spawn if you're an atheist.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most Caucasians think Singapore and Taiwan are of the same culture.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peninsular Malaysians think that Sabah and Sarawakians live on trees and eat water beetles.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All Chinese-malaysians people listen only to C,K, J Pop, plays only basketball and loves colored hair.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you're a Chinese and you speak English in Malaysia, you're from Singapore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S0bXn_E1xmI/AAAAAAAACYw/ZDfXTwMc8J4/s1600-h/tumblr_kvx075nM8M1qavnnmo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S0bXn_E1xmI/AAAAAAAACYw/ZDfXTwMc8J4/s320/tumblr_kvx075nM8M1qavnnmo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days in school were no doubt fun, but it drains the life out of you like water going down the sink. If the school still doesn't give us any lunch time next week, I'd probably just skip next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a snippet from &lt;a href="http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/Malaysia"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Uncyclopedia - Malaysia&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Essentially the penis of Asia, which is located to the north of their cousins who live on an even smaller island Singapore, Malaysia (also known as Bolehland) is a young nation of diverse cultures and races such as F1 Formula-1 and Nascar. The timezone of Malaysia is unique because it follows the system of +1/+2 PMT (Predetermined Meeting Time) which is 1 or 2 hours later than PMT. Most foreigners have difficulty adjusting to this new timezone as they tend to show up 1 or 2 hours earlier than their local counterparts. The nation is moving forward with a vision towards becoming a developed nation by the year 2020, 3030, 4040 or whatever catchy number. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That if the moon had to runaway&lt;br /&gt;And all the stars didn't wanna play&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste the sun on a rainy day&lt;br /&gt;The wind will soon blow it all away&lt;/i&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-4981264804094052429?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/4981264804094052429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=4981264804094052429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4981264804094052429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4981264804094052429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/01/misconceptions-brood.html' title='Misconception&apos;s Brood'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/S0bXn_E1xmI/AAAAAAAACYw/ZDfXTwMc8J4/s72-c/tumblr_kvx075nM8M1qavnnmo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-8225529657914981519</id><published>2010-01-04T17:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:20:04.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary Is Oscar Mike</title><content type='html'>first day of school in 2010 was epic.&lt;br /&gt;not only i have great friends sitting either next or behind me, but getting profit from photostating stuff is real cool too. being "elected" as class monitor is an awesome shit too (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i got a positive kill death ratio.&lt;br /&gt;so long for studying anymore eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S0Gvpep4qYI/AAAAAAAACYg/ZirQ5hIb9nI/s1600-h/untitled.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S0Gvpep4qYI/AAAAAAAACYg/ZirQ5hIb9nI/s320/untitled.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the harrier aircraft is either loved or really hated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S0HCcNrprqI/AAAAAAAACYo/MtGXK1dLvKs/s1600-h/untitled.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/S0HCcNrprqI/AAAAAAAACYo/MtGXK1dLvKs/s320/untitled.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and mary's in love with the RPD.&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/5707227958218301969-8225529657914981519?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/8225529657914981519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=8225529657914981519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/8225529657914981519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/8225529657914981519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-showing-off-is-alright.html' title='Mary Is Oscar Mike'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/S0Gvpep4qYI/AAAAAAAACYg/ZirQ5hIb9nI/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-2421969328069059561</id><published>2010-01-03T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:17:31.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Random Fact</title><content type='html'>i got 3rd place in a sushi eating competition 3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;from that day onwards, I have never been to any japanese restaurant to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to Arctic Monkeys and Killer fans but Cheat On Me and We Share the Same Skies has the catchiest indie riff ever. In my opinion, The Cribs has gotta be the Awesomest indie band ever. But still second to the Killers (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1DbcAl3EbIs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1DbcAl3EbIs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-2421969328069059561?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/2421969328069059561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=2421969328069059561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2421969328069059561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2421969328069059561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-fact.html' title='A Random Fact'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-4150994759500259278</id><published>2010-01-02T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:15:49.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone's Got Their Eye On You Now, Don't You Know?</title><content type='html'>not having enough cash on you is nothing near cool when your friends ask you out.&lt;br /&gt;but it's cool to have friends that remember you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new year feels the same for me.&lt;br /&gt;Resolutions, fireworks, smiles, laughter. Am I the only person who feel these things are pretty mundane? Leaders give hope to their followers, portrays liberalization in their speeches, promise plans to tackle corruption, then increase the moral of the citizens. Yet again, everyone subconsciously know it's another year of suffering, famine, malnutrition and poverty. Not in the developed nations at least yet people just sit down and pray. Their prayers might contain, "Shine your light upon the needy", "Pave the way for the people". Does anyone pray "Please give me strength to help them"? I'm sure there are people who do so, but most probably it's 1 in a Billion. For those who think only for yourselves;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you start by donating?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you start by mapping out your strategies?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you perform random acts of kindness?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you do community service?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is simple.&lt;br /&gt;"God has a plan for them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;downright generic procrastination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;i miss you sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-4150994759500259278?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/4150994759500259278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=4150994759500259278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4150994759500259278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4150994759500259278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/01/someones-got-their-eye-on-you-now-dont.html' title='Someone&apos;s Got Their Eye On You Now, Don&apos;t You Know?'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-5442668181003616924</id><published>2010-01-02T00:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:55:47.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Thee Epitaph</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"1st January 2010 - 1st January 2010. Here lies the remains of Kua Zi Ren's New Year Resolution; To resist any computer games. Rest In Peace"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;a couple of days back, when subhash posted a blog post on how to play Modern Warfare 2, i eagerly tried to "crack", "hack" the game. after all, it's the sequel to cod 4's multi player. but then, because maybe i didnt have a partition in my harddisk, someshit happened and couldnt execute the game. not through Steam (platform for multiplayer gaming) at least.&lt;br /&gt;spent the last few days playing Left 4 Dead 2 and i'll post a review soon. so today, when the error parameter messages came out of nowhere through the command console, i read what the error said and carefully followed every step. (sorry non computing friends, you either can leave the page now or forward till the end) copied and pasted every single missing component and i realised that I should have extracted all the data from the common.rar file to the Zero Gear folder instead of the Activision one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copy copy paste paste wait wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingo i got it. then i had some major setbacks which made me literally yank my hair off it's muscular roots. stuff like Error: Disk read error or ERROR: Could not find zone 'code_pre_gfx_mp.ff'. with much thinking and aphorizing, i figured out that those map files belonged to the zone folder. recopied the whole damn folder then it worked! actually, i copied almost the whole game; some 11gigabytes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright this is where the post ends.&lt;br /&gt;im still stuck at level 2 where i only get the LSW, FAMAS and the UMP45. preeety good guns but it sucks sometimes. especially when your opponent has a M16A4. burst fire packed with epic kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for reading / forwarding to the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-5442668181003616924?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/5442668181003616924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=5442668181003616924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/5442668181003616924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/5442668181003616924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2010/01/on-thee-epitaph.html' title='On Thee Epitaph'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-6031968066487165323</id><published>2010-01-01T02:22:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T03:24:14.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Year</title><content type='html'>I vividly remember when it was 2002; i was talking to my mum about handphones. It was when nokia launched it's 3310. I'm sure people of my "generation" would remember it either vaguely or vividly. Then i ambitiously told my mum that i would invent phones that would be able to surf the net and watch television. never did i realize that it would take less than a decade for such phones to exist. maybe i should rephrase it as Smartphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i can conclude from this is that humans are progressively growing in terms of technological advancement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SzzkFCrxkMI/AAAAAAAACYY/4OS8Ei71miM/s1600-h/untitled.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SzzkFCrxkMI/AAAAAAAACYY/4OS8Ei71miM/s320/untitled.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's simple. look at the time from the 1950s till today. In just a short span of 60 years, you get the colored tv and maybe something basic like instant noodles (with a myth that says might cause baldness). truly century defining. technologies are growing faster and faster in other words. the rate of growth is simply great. so the next time someone tells you that there might be flying cars, dont laugh at the poor guy; the next thing you know, FLYING CARS hit the headlines. it will be hovercars instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember Wawasan 2009? (Vision 2020 in English)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Challenge 1: Establishing a united Malaysian nation made up of one Bangsa Malaysia (Malaysian Race).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Challenge 2: Creating a psychologically liberated, secure and developed Malaysian society.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Challenge 3: Fostering and developing a mature democratic society.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Challenge 4: Establishing a fully moral and ethical society.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Challenge 5: Establishing a matured liberal and tolerant society.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Challenge 6: Establishing a scientific and progressive society.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Challenge 7: Establishing a fully caring society.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Challenge 8: Ensuring an economically just society, in which there is a fair and equitable distribution of the wealth of the nation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Challenge 9: Establishing a prosperous society with an economy that is fully competitive, dynamic, robust and resilient.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;slap me in the buttocks but i dont think any of these has been achieved. so the &lt;b&gt;main&lt;/b&gt; challenge is to at least accomplish one of these. come on malaysians, wise up. i'd really like to think that malaysia's growth in technological and sociological terms is constantly progressively growing faster and faster. but, if liberalization does not occur fast enough, i doubt another 30 years would be adequate. they blame the politicians, they blame the leaders. but does anyone go to the front of the mirror, put down the Ego and point your finger at yourself. what have you done? but then, everyone has to be blamed too. how can a democratic country suppress the freedom of speech? (by blogging about their views; RPK as an instance) many changes has to be done. Quote my fat happy neighbor;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You gotta agree that Malaysia is a pretty nice country to live in. I doubt you can find a mamak or any eatery shop open for 24 hours in foreign countries. Let's see what you can find in your larder when you're cold and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet again, ego and chauvinism is what i'd like to see removed from this country. mission impossible yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the end of the decade marks the start of newer advancements. i seriously support the idea of commercial space shuttling. besides slamming down stories on how celestial beings lived on the moon and shits, i believe we have to tap into what the universe has to offer. saddens me why it would probably take another 1000 years (unless the end of the world in 2012 occurs) for humans to venture out of the solar system and to fully map out our galaxy; a microscopic dot we are in cosmic terms. but then, neither would i want to see humans dominating planets with life. but then, i'd like to see new religions appear. or how the theology would appear to be. religion is such a lie. but then it fascinates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 was too fast for me. im not going to bore you with my summary of my version of Journal 2009 but it was NS, then education applications then meeting new friends, missing old ones, missing new ones then it's 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the idea of vernacular schools in malaysia. We're &lt;b&gt;probably&lt;/b&gt; the only country in the world capable of doing such things. If I were to assassinate anyone or anything, it would be Ego and his cute little sidekick Chauvinism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be 19 this year. soon to be 20 and dead in a few more decades.&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year charles darwin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to anyone who is reading this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-6031968066487165323?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/6031968066487165323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=6031968066487165323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6031968066487165323'/><link rel='self' 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when i have the FEELING to type a post.&lt;br /&gt;today was a really easygoing happy day anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;epic friends, megatons of nice indian food, and last but not least, LEFT 4 DEAD 2!&lt;br /&gt;you might think that i've already probably got hooked on ModernWarfare2 like a mackerel to a barracuda (fishes) but oh no. i've had some problems which i cant elaborate here incase i get jailed by the oh so good hardworking M!@#)YS43IAN authorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. anypilotwhales, left 4 dead 2 is kinda awesome. althought it lets you down at some parts. parts like where you use the same gun over and over and over and over like reading over and over again. you get bored. yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sticking to the SPAS-12. because i think zombie apocalypses have an affinity with the shotgun.&lt;br /&gt;heee, the automatic shotgun the normal old looking one has no more lustre. everything has been taking away by the SPAS. the SCAR-H looks better than the M16 anyway too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to Modern Warfare 2, i think ill fix it when school starts or someshit. after all, COD 4 was the cause of the "doomage" of my SPM. but stuff went well tho. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/left4dead/images/thumb/3/3a/Spitter10.jpg/353px-Spitter10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/left4dead/images/thumb/3/3a/Spitter10.jpg/353px-Spitter10.jpg" width="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs51/f/2009/320/0/0/Left_4_Dead_2_Spitter_costume_by_tycho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs51/f/2009/320/0/0/Left_4_Dead_2_Spitter_costume_by_tycho.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is what happens when you play too much L4D2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another post by&lt;br /&gt;Kua Zi Ren.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-2058412419221741448?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/2058412419221741448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=2058412419221741448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2058412419221741448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2058412419221741448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/12/ah-fuck.html' title='Ah Fuck'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-4054887688400106749</id><published>2009-12-28T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:27:32.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With Reference To</title><content type='html'>subhash's latest blog post,&lt;br /&gt;oora to MW2 Multiplayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;M16A4, Mary's oscar mike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-4054887688400106749?l=kuaziren.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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-5843171051203978875</id><published>2009-12-26T22:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T13:14:56.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SzYTsqsAelI/AAAAAAAACYM/T8rjj9MH8pw/s1600-h/untitled.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SzYTsqsAelI/AAAAAAAACYM/T8rjj9MH8pw/s320/untitled.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually misread that as #xams.&lt;br /&gt;guess that after this year, after the last second of the year, it's gonna be continuous mugging (at least i hope so) through the year. friends are leaving. farther than before. guess cool epic friends dont come by that easy. well, not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i've been blogging more on tumblr these days. feeling sporadic and being sporadic is mysterious (quote mel) so short blog posts satisfy my hunger to post stuff and gives me a reason to come online besides having to chat through the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the indie music scene, julian casablancas' from the strokes is making a bigger name for his band now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Strokes' debut album Is This It has been named the best album of the decade by music magazine NME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;This Is It by MJ anyone?&lt;br /&gt;and they arent voted just by anybody but bands like Radiohead and Arctic Monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;at least they (obviously) sound better than 3 guys onstage only with guitars with phermone sprays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, a thing about me is that i think that a vocalist shouldn't deserve all the credit the &lt;b&gt;Band&lt;/b&gt; should get. after all, it's the band that made him famous. just food for thought. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, sorry for the short sporadic blog posts. sporadic is the new random agree?&lt;br /&gt;merry xmas, altho it's a lil too late (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-5843171051203978875?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/5843171051203978875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=5843171051203978875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/5843171051203978875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/5843171051203978875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-actually-misread-that-as-xams.html' title='Soma'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/SzYTsqsAelI/AAAAAAAACYM/T8rjj9MH8pw/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-8415677052202272753</id><published>2009-12-24T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T00:21:57.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You Better Open The Door"</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chinese dissident Liu Xiaobo has gone on trial in Beijing on charges of "inciting subversion of state power".&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wont type anything else lest i get chained by Malaysian Authorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy merry christmas eve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-8415677052202272753?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/8415677052202272753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=8415677052202272753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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reading. it's just not right to spend time looking at alphabets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 18 years of spending the month of christmas (13 years being aware of what it is all about or maybe 3) i think it's really boring to have it annually. pardon me for being a wet blanket but hey, wont you get sick of Silent Night or Rudolf the Extinct Reindeer every 25th and next thing you know, your neighbour sets fire on his dog with his sick arsenal of gunpowder. it didnt happen but i'd wish that'd happen. hot dog; literally. ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;yeaa, so. i suppose as humans we ought to take a break from everything. that's why christmas is there for us (even for the atheists, yes) even having kit kat, which will either make you obese or kill you if you have it every time you have a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never i thought that i'd say this; after spm at least but i actually miss school. well, you cant anticipate stuff like this especially when you've got an assignment to slice rodents in the lab soon. or blending vegetables to get their chlorophyll so we get marks in our records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a girl/woman/she male with a bowl cut today (again) and i didnt like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;avatar was great. better than 2012 in any case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-2376877419992824049?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/2376877419992824049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=2376877419992824049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2376877419992824049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2376877419992824049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/12/e-for-idiot.html' title='E for Idiot'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-4162417209201098309</id><published>2009-12-15T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:18:35.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oye</title><content type='html'>hello dear polluted people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from today onwards, ill be blogging at my &lt;a href="http://www.kuaziren.tumblr.com/"&gt;tumblr site&lt;/a&gt; more frequently because...i like it.&lt;br /&gt;ill save this site for aphorisms and certain political rants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i have any; i hate using my brain sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;except when the lady at the convenience store shortchanges me because of my miscalculations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the simple userface that tumblr offers too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semper fi and out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-4162417209201098309?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/4162417209201098309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=4162417209201098309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4162417209201098309'/><link 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IP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;paintballing was epic. red isnt my type of camo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;not bright red; in any case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SyYzZLpWHMI/AAAAAAAACX8/CPcKi94XFu0/s1600-h/Image000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SyYzZLpWHMI/AAAAAAAACX8/CPcKi94XFu0/s320/Image000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i cant get wait to get married to get some HORNY GOAT COMPLEX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;call 1800-88-HORNY for orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;semper fi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kuaziren.tumblr.com/"&gt;kuaziren.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-8616953430761989866?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/8616953430761989866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=8616953430761989866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-8553928174526910685</id><published>2009-10-30T16:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T16:06:41.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflected</title><content type='html'>i just realised that im not an atheist. maybe not yet but i consider myself as an agnosticist. it's a pitiful group where maybe few atheists shun or religious people hate. however, i've weighed the pros and cons and too, the "evidence" unearthed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why im semi atheistic.&lt;br /&gt;so, agnosticism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;willy nilly, i wont be blogging for some time because of my computer got zapped by excited electrons thru the telly line. oh GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i have no intention of spreading insect porn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-8553928174526910685?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/8553928174526910685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=8553928174526910685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/8553928174526910685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/8553928174526910685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/10/reflected.html' title='Reflected'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-5460908151037602619</id><published>2009-10-20T19:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T17:22:50.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaprop Pun Irony</title><content type='html'>is there a way to practise speaking besides practically speaking?&lt;br /&gt;that wasnt a monologue question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine given 2 minutes to read on a topic mayhap politics or someshit then you have to talk for 2 minutes about it adding bombastic words to impress your asian examiner. seriously, i'd rather a native english speaker than some aunty. i dont know, the examiner would definitely be the cynosure of the speaking exam. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone introduce me to a cognoscente before midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/St2hr_HVbvI/AAAAAAAACXs/82ka5FoZ3VA/s1600-h/Image003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/St2hr_HVbvI/AAAAAAAACXs/82ka5FoZ3VA/s320/Image003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt this thing ring a bell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;taken from my toy closet. bugs' life. pixar disney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i think i have some futuristic batman figurine in the plastic container. pretty disappointing tho because instead of a cape, it has a glider. something like the green goblin's. yea. and it has some projectile like torpedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pen!$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/St7SywRaFSI/AAAAAAAACX0/CYbHeT3WU7k/s1600-h/800px-Rhino_mating.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/St7SywRaFSI/AAAAAAAACX0/CYbHeT3WU7k/s320/800px-Rhino_mating.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i find this picture really interesting.&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/5707227958218301969-5460908151037602619?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/5460908151037602619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-4947494769365708346</id><published>2009-10-18T20:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:51:44.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dynastidae</title><content type='html'>being aphorisitc; is harnessing nature in plastic pure evil or as a prove of devotion for nature?&lt;br /&gt;im guessing both. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just came back from mersing today, eunice my cousin had some wedding party last night WHICH was the same night i captured bobby the rhino beetle in a plastic bag. never felt good harnessing nature in plastic, like the time i caught bobby brown in a plastic "bag".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then; it's all for a good cause. more people will appreciate the offsprings of nature or some of you might say it's gawd's. it means the same anyway so to hell with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;willy nilly, im doing this in the name of Biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Str7AJqpaOI/AAAAAAAACWU/zFD6wxEDxnk/s1600-h/DSC_0274.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Str7AJqpaOI/AAAAAAAACWU/zFD6wxEDxnk/s320/DSC_0274.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/StsCWlCDTlI/AAAAAAAACXU/vm87Vg1d4vs/s1600-h/untitled.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Str7H8_xF0I/AAAAAAAACWc/KMnBEkpCbec/s1600-h/DSC_0275.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Str7H8_xF0I/AAAAAAAACWc/KMnBEkpCbec/s320/DSC_0275.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Str7Pz4mk_I/AAAAAAAACWk/W2gbzHhZ9q8/s1600-h/DSC_0276.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Str7Pz4mk_I/AAAAAAAACWk/W2gbzHhZ9q8/s320/DSC_0276.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Str7WcMsueI/AAAAAAAACWs/M3fFvBUxVAI/s1600-h/DSC_0277.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Str7WcMsueI/AAAAAAAACWs/M3fFvBUxVAI/s320/DSC_0277.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/StsF1elJXbI/AAAAAAAACXc/NEhl1tZXRyo/s1600-h/untitled.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/StsF1elJXbI/AAAAAAAACXc/NEhl1tZXRyo/s320/untitled.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;google never fails me or anyone. worth worshipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so, i present you with Oryctes Rhinoceros. which was it's maiden name. now it's Bobby Two Inch. like it's namesake, it's two inch. a rhino beetle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it probably has some jagged mandibles which i do not wish to try getting bit or experimenting it with my skin because on the way back from mersing just now, i took a little shut eye in the car. when i woke up, i noticed a pretty large hole in the plastic bag. then noticed the absence of&amp;nbsp; bobby version 2.0 in the bag. panicking, i took up the plastic bag and noticed that the rhino beetle was there no more. thanks to my fast reflexes, i folded both my legs up the seat i was on. all of a sudden, as if Nature Called, the beetle crawled out from beneath the seat my mom was on. it was definitely the cynosure of everyone in the car. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had no choice to put it into a potato crisp can which made it pretty oily and would look good on a dish in some restaurant in china. i think it feeds on fruits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bringing it to school on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos, my aunt from singapore was talking to my uncle about some keropoks in terengganu. suddenly she popped a question on the availability of turtle eggs on the beaches. then she asked me if i was interested in eating them, i told them that turtles are at the brink of extinction but they said it's like a soft chewy edible ping pong! what the copulation!? half expecting them to say "if i dont eat them now, i wont be able to taste them in the future", i told them to not eat it but they insisted on saying it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if &lt;u&gt;most&lt;/u&gt; singaporeans are like that.&lt;br /&gt;and they always think malaysia is some bloody kampung country with no electricity or water.&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;i underlined the word Most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-4947494769365708346?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/4947494769365708346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-5659136271534920840</id><published>2009-10-16T16:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T20:32:30.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am The Highway</title><content type='html'>and i really got myself thinking when i saw this. thinking why it isn't available in shops when the ad says eleventh october two thousand nine. day after day after days; i get people telling me that it isnt out yet, some telling me it's next month and etcetera. some telling me that it's already out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Stgroo87L7I/AAAAAAAACWE/O5tzoj8NJ70/s1600-h/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Stgroo87L7I/AAAAAAAACWE/O5tzoj8NJ70/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thought that it was gonna be released last week. then i remembered that im in malaysia where the date format is dd/mm/yy instead of mm/dd/yy in the states. so yeah, faux alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;education has really to be comprehended. either study it for the sake of studying it or to gain certain knowledge. with the end of October closing in, it dawned upon me how significant this year really is. in a sense of change in environment, and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never did i imagine me wearing a form six uniform, or making awesome friends throughout the year. i admit that i was pretty much of a recluse last year. but hey, everything happens for a reason don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next time people tell you form six is tougher and more stressful than other options; ask them whether they know these two people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/StgyqvydKhI/AAAAAAAACWM/VsAlOs-kEgM/s1600-h/DSC01878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/StgyqvydKhI/AAAAAAAACWM/VsAlOs-kEgM/s320/DSC01878.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;happy deepavali to all of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-5659136271534920840?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/5659136271534920840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-1429960147003303561</id><published>2009-10-15T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T14:48:27.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Lies At The End of The River?</title><content type='html'>definitely not a&amp;nbsp; four leaved clover or something lucky&lt;br /&gt;neither are there any leprechauns or a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow for you to invest in the stock market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took some time off to speculate how insignificant humans were to nature. if you say nature has an ego, and has a mind of her own, i wouldnt mind worshipping trees and rocks anymore. call me pagan but i wouldnt mind. takes exams for instance. in my eyes, they are just papers to evaluate, belittle and to divide people of social integration. stupid and dumb. how do you define dumb anyway? if you classify people suffering from dyslexia dumb, wait till you see what they can really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure there are things besides education to ameliorate humans. puissant placebos, motivational speeches. with 6.5 billion of us, im pretty sure if large countries dont adopt doughty laws like china's; to limit only one child for each couple, we're gonna over populate the globe. they say 21.12.2012 is a lie. im at the tip of the fence. push me to your side with your speeches and thoughts. i'd say it's time for a "restart". to wipe off life from the face of earth just like how the dinosaurs died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although with much uncertainties, im convinced that dinosaurs didnt die from a large rock falling from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;albeit sense is made, volcanoes producing carbon monoxide suffocating the reptiles made more definite sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you rule out the fact that humans might have existed before ink touched the pages of historical records? so long ago that maybe their remains might have been converted to petroleum? the idea of aliens certainly makes a whole lot of sense. you've studied biology, how much more sophisticated can a human be?&lt;br /&gt;please dont start with super red lasers emitting from pupils. or any other organism is? the last image of an alien i would probably have in my mental frame is a bug eyed green midget. riddling my readers with questions is definitely not wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lay me with yours then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"the time atheists probably existed was when Man found out that rain wasn't really of God's doing"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-1429960147003303561?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/1429960147003303561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=1429960147003303561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/1429960147003303561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/1429960147003303561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-lies-at-end-of-river.html' title='What Lies At The End of The River?'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-5585117944503587542</id><published>2009-10-11T16:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T21:47:25.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know What's Funny?</title><content type='html'>im going to stop all these atheistic stuff, it's either im an ass to a religious believer or a critical thinking someone to a non. last post, i promise. aphorism is much better for me; although it leads to atheism sometimes.&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;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/glRAN_8CkvQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/glRAN_8CkvQ&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;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the video below this post; has &lt;b&gt;already&lt;/b&gt; proven this guy wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fdVucvo-kDU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fdVucvo-kDU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jk6ILZAaAMI&amp;amp;feature=fvw"&gt;Reality&lt;/a&gt; ; isnt really that far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;still semi atheistic.&lt;br /&gt;but believes that all religion have been deviated by Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;think about it. think critically. think rationally.&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/5707227958218301969-5585117944503587542?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/5585117944503587542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=5585117944503587542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/5585117944503587542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/5585117944503587542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-know-whats-funny.html' title='You Know What&apos;s Funny?'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-6442280206067804545</id><published>2009-10-10T21:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T21:33:09.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disclaimer</title><content type='html'>i have no credit to the video below. i just totally agree with this video. i can not be labeled as an atheist may be just &lt;u&gt;yet&lt;/u&gt; but this video definitely made a whole lot of sense.&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;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDHJ4ztnldQ&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/zDHJ4ztnldQ&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;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aphoristic terse #03&lt;/span&gt;: The time when Man &lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt; be successful is when they accept and deal with the fact that this guy who created the world and the whole universe containing billions of galaxies and trillions of solar systems is not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Real&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subs, tonch, mel you gotta agree with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"definitely polemic."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-6442280206067804545?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/6442280206067804545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=6442280206067804545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6442280206067804545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6442280206067804545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/10/disclaimer.html' title='Disclaimer'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-6805562469394669744</id><published>2009-10-09T18:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:54:28.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aphorism Is The New Religion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aphoristic terse #01 :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not respect people for what they can do, but respect for who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find it sad that when you have a respectable friend, maybe an adjuvant; you look up to that fella and do his bidding if you're a loser. then when he loses all authority on something mayhap power or rein, you dont give two shits and two sweats. this could really relate this to politics or maybe in school. especially teachers, lecturers or whoever that educates you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take adults for instance, put yourself in their shoes and think. are they not ordinary humans doing their jobs, getting their pay, have meals everyday, buy things and stuff? i dont know how you feel about meeting older acquaintances at supermarkets but i definitely do not feel any difference. they are human, organic and emotion-ful. in my opinion, i guess that Not treating someone for who they are would spell several problems. i dont think you'll have a hard time finding people traducing or vilifying someone behind their backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aphoristic terse #02 :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool is defined as calm, not hasty; deliberate but not look conscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look around you, see those people with white specs, tees with words like "FUCKYOUMOTHAFUCKA", and definitely octapatus jean straps. i hope you get it. just go to city square and look for bunch of chinese bengs. you'll see redundant "straps" hanging from their slacks, pants, jeans panties briefs or anything they are wearing. did i mention white specs? oh i did. i forgot thick black frames with wide lens specs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever im in pelangi plaza, i will always see people with eldritch hairstyles which really puts me into the Thinking Man position. am not going to start with defamation. if you think an asian guy or girl dyeing their hair blond is weird, what have you got to say about those who dye their hair green red or even turquoise? it's not that i have Anything against them, i just have something against them and it's different. but seriously, i dont think a bowl cut would look good on a female; on any female. im sorry much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate starting a week by looking forward to Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-6805562469394669744?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/6805562469394669744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=6805562469394669744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6805562469394669744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6805562469394669744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/10/aphorism-is-new-constipation.html' title='Aphorism Is The New Religion'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-4755648137565487552</id><published>2009-10-08T19:05:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:08:34.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombieland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="410" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R1g4WQiTy00&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/R1g4WQiTy00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="410" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;left 4 dead much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill blog tomoro.&lt;br /&gt;+ learnt mariaaaaa by blondie on the guitar&lt;br /&gt;+ hates new specs&lt;br /&gt;+ hates aphorism in me&lt;br /&gt;+ likes new colours for new room in new house&lt;br /&gt;+ likes dried crickets on polystyrene.&lt;br /&gt;+ loves postal service; ben gibbard (FROM MELANIETANWENYI)&lt;br /&gt;+ also infatuated with 2012. and zombies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-4755648137565487552?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/4755648137565487552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-3506247777900980847</id><published>2009-10-05T16:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T17:40:04.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gadabout</title><content type='html'>im getting fed up of inane questions asked by teachers in my school.&lt;br /&gt;but that's the sui generis of form sixes. uniforms, belts, socks, tie, undergarments.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, they actually reprimand girls who are wearing their DEFAULT undergarments than singlets; which they are supposed to wear. sometimes they are even detained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the abnormal positions of jupiter and saturn (superstitionicsupernaturalindianhoroscope) i guess everyone's troubled. you've got pmr and spm and perchance stpm. or maybe the sunway college peeps having their exams. which im sure they still remember me stuck in form six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, it's monday.&lt;br /&gt;to think about it, isnt this The vicious cycle we're going through? no, not menstruation. you wake up, you do what you're supposed to do and you repeat it several times throughout the week. except maybe if you're having holidays then i presume you either study for the upcoming exams or just watch tv. if you're in form 6, or if you remember the last time studying in a government secondary school, im sure you know teachers or those sitting in the office chairs reminding you to take care of the cleanliness of your class and premises of the canteen. but gees, haven't they given some thought to what they could do besides treating their students like recruits at a military school to do cleaning?; or hiring an overaged man to sweep the corridors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost every monday, or maybe when the teachers decide to have an assembly, me and my other gadabout would just be traducing about the teacher giving speeches at our seats. be it the discipline teacher where his cane speaks louder than his words, or the principle who only cares about the image of the school. gee, "you must take care of the cleanliness of your class because there are people coming from the ministry evaluating our school's performance." three words, fuck you all. if you dont know me, i wish my blog doesnt tell you which school i belong too, lest i get expelled for defamation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have they ever wondered why the students (perchance teachers) dont give two shits or two sweats about flying wafer wrappings flying around?  look around, the school's already as shabby as it is. you see "potholes" in corridors, tiles chipped off the floor, slabs of unintended cement here and there. then you have the headmaster talking about the highways in this country; why some people dump their coke cans out of the car window and some dont. because the road is beautiful and clean! (let's not compare ours to the autobahn shall we?). if you're driving on some remote soil road, i doubt that you hesitate to throw the remains of your meal out; unless you're one of the considerate ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what im trying to say that if the school allocates some money for the physical image of the school, im sure everyone will do their part. dont just blame the students. they have no choice but to use the lousy classes you provide. e-school; yeah right, where your pendrive gets confiscated when you need it for your presentation. i seriously have no idea what's going through the mind of those big chair people. do they only focus of the pride of the school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is seeing koalas on your bedroom curtain schizophrenia?&lt;br /&gt;tell me about it. or ill have to start blowing didgeridoos.&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;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im not supposed to think about you but sadly i still am.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're like a major fraction of the whole cake of my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well, i guess you're happy where you are now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;leave me to rot here. in a world where communication anywhere is possible, is it that hard to start a simple causerie?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i dont know why this is in italic. just want to say hello. might be infatuation, might be passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you tell me.&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/5707227958218301969-3506247777900980847?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/3506247777900980847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=3506247777900980847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/3506247777900980847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/3506247777900980847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/10/aplomb-gadabout.html' title='The Gadabout'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-7533721726956491321</id><published>2009-10-04T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:21:09.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decided To Blog Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Ssha3f6SP7I/AAAAAAAACV4/vzGvCN5WbRc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Ssha3f6SP7I/AAAAAAAACV4/vzGvCN5WbRc/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388656863654068146" 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/5707227958218301969-7533721726956491321?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/7533721726956491321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=7533721726956491321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/7533721726956491321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/7533721726956491321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/10/decided-to-blog-today.html' title='Decided To Blog Today'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/Ssha3f6SP7I/AAAAAAAACV4/vzGvCN5WbRc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-629287067474695468</id><published>2009-10-02T22:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:52:20.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Not Eat Turtle Eggs</title><content type='html'>you know, i advised someone just now not to eat turtle eggs because they are in the brink of extinction. the guy said;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"IF I DO NOT EAT IT NOW, I WONT BE ABLE TO EAT IT IN THE FUTURE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, being dumbfounded made me seem to him that i was lost for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go sign a petition, it's free and it's fast. you will even get a digital certificate.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, why not? not that you'll be toothpick poked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.saveturtles.my/"&gt;http://www.saveturtles.my/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think i drank turtle frog chicken soup 5 months back.&lt;br /&gt;no point being bulimic for a good cause now. all those stuff probably is in the pacific ocean now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe when im aged enough, or have enough money,enough certifications; ill probably sign up for an internship at WWF. not being a faddist but someone's gotta do what someone's gotta do.&lt;br /&gt;like them; &lt;a href="http://telurrangers.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://telurrangers.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. never got to see them on the road tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really liking the DOW II soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;esp this one;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SrzW0PFjsjQ&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/SrzW0PFjsjQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SsYS2RDb9WI/AAAAAAAACVo/gJY1G_GvC-k/s1600-h/633900643749964855-shesabitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SsYS2RDb9WI/AAAAAAAACVo/gJY1G_GvC-k/s320/633900643749964855-shesabitch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388014727695431010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time passes too fast; im suffering from a jet lag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-629287067474695468?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/629287067474695468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=629287067474695468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/629287067474695468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/629287067474695468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/10/do-not-eat-turtle-eggs.html' title='Do Not Eat Turtle Eggs'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/SsYS2RDb9WI/AAAAAAAACVo/gJY1G_GvC-k/s72-c/633900643749964855-shesabitch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-8017986986749866793</id><published>2009-10-01T19:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T19:05:19.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumpacks!</title><content type='html'>ive been giving much thought about Food Wasting.&lt;br /&gt;of many a times, we would relate to africans having to suffering in hunger when we see one of our peers not finishing their food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to think of it, i think it has gotta do more with our attitude than the africans, or anyone not having anything to eat. gees, isnt it so? finish it or not, those people wouldnt have anything to eat anyway. since it's already laden on the table for us to ingest.&lt;br /&gt;but then, demand for food would be another factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im still not agreeing with people saying planting veggies would save the earth by absorbing carbon dioxide. tell that to wildlife when you clear land to plant your bean sprouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been asked to sign on a petition against consumption of turtle eggs in school. a WWF project.&lt;br /&gt;more like enlightening the students than protest. some even said that turtle meat would taste nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos, i've just completed DOWII. the ending was a pretty letdown tho. after tens and tens of hunting carnifexes and tyrants, your last mission is to hunt and kill another carnifex. just with the addition that you have to survive hordes of nyds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people said DOWII was pretty boring but i guess the main objective of the people at THQ and relic were to let people know the past of space marines and etc. gees, i never knew thaddeus was such an old character in novels and comics. never did. learnt that besides librarians, force commanders and so on, there are techmarines. i think martellus is a super cool guy.&lt;br /&gt;and avitus is like 2 centuries plus old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never thought genetic engineering would put a guy looking in his twenties almost forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i found this too;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gFrdBubVT78&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/gFrdBubVT78&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;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;some old 1997 warhammer vid.(series?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i dont know but gees, it dates back to 1997?&lt;br /&gt;and there's thaddeus too, the clip shows space marines and chaos. lol.&lt;br /&gt;gotta say, the chaos lord looks pretty good. armour and makeup.&lt;br /&gt;the space marines' armour made them look skinny and nimble tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got attracted to warhammer art too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SsTAg3ZXCBI/AAAAAAAACVY/Mp7WRTDekMA/s1600-h/LAST_STAND_by_kingmong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SsTAg3ZXCBI/AAAAAAAACVY/Mp7WRTDekMA/s320/LAST_STAND_by_kingmong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387642725100619794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SsTAgeTPZEI/AAAAAAAACVQ/6km-IQz0U_0/s1600-h/alaitoc_farseer_babe_by_kunkka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SsTAgeTPZEI/AAAAAAAACVQ/6km-IQz0U_0/s320/alaitoc_farseer_babe_by_kunkka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387642718364066882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;guess what? relic is giving out DOWII soundtracks for free! approx 200mb of download.&lt;br /&gt;so, imagine imperium music while doing your assignment!&lt;br /&gt;im liking the track "The Emperor's Victory". kinda ancient anglo saxon influenced track. lord of the rings? it's all on youtube. either download or just stream it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bigdownload.com/2009/04/29/download-dawn-of-war-2-official-soundtrack/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://news.bigdownload.com/2009/04/29/download-dawn-of-war-2-official-soundtrack/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w40k fans wouldnt want to miss this.&lt;br /&gt;320 kbps of quality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wont work in a public telephone or a vending machine.&lt;br /&gt;wonder how the fella drilled the hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SsS6GifW-TI/AAAAAAAACVI/dFVV0i_VHwc/s1600-h/IMG_0377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SsS6GifW-TI/AAAAAAAACVI/dFVV0i_VHwc/s320/IMG_0377.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387635675742271794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To admit defeat is to blaspheme against the Emperor."&lt;br /&gt;-Gabriel Angelos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-8017986986749866793?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/8017986986749866793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=8017986986749866793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/8017986986749866793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/8017986986749866793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/10/jumpacks.html' title='Jumpacks!'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/SsTAg3ZXCBI/AAAAAAAACVY/Mp7WRTDekMA/s72-c/LAST_STAND_by_kingmong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-4207526773988679366</id><published>2009-09-27T16:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T17:24:37.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finnish</title><content type='html'>i was introduced to this band called HIM. which are actually abbreviations for His Infernal Majesty; sounds like someone has been ripping words from dawn of war 2 but nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 2002, one of their albums titled Razorblade Romance was re released into the US market but there was Another band called HiM. just the lowercase "i" in difference. so they changed their band's name into HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they're finnish. finlandish people?&lt;br /&gt;im liking And Love Said No, which is unavailable on youtube if you're a malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of my nationality, in other countries, you get fined for littering. in malaysia, it's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just started playing dawn of war 2. altho im pretty eager to finish it asap, i do not seem to be even close to the end. but im enjoying the game tho. the presence of voracious tyranids seemed to have injected the element of "Run". pretty reminds me of starcraft too, where they have the zergs. space marines and terrans, protoss and eldar. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Sr8sxb_hbhI/AAAAAAAACUw/B1mBmBLzHO4/s1600-h/herotyr3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Sr8sxb_hbhI/AAAAAAAACUw/B1mBmBLzHO4/s320/herotyr3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386072907197804050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;w40k. tyranid ravener&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Sr8swya5BhI/AAAAAAAACUo/rsebqQGKJv4/s1600-h/Hydralisk_%28StarCraft%29.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Sr8swya5BhI/AAAAAAAACUo/rsebqQGKJv4/s320/Hydralisk_%28StarCraft%29.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386072896038307346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;starcraft. zerg hydralisk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;tomoro starts school. either get scolded by teachers for not completing assignments that i do not recall having any, or just going to phase through the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warping out!&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/5707227958218301969-4207526773988679366?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/4207526773988679366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=4207526773988679366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4207526773988679366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4207526773988679366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/09/finnish.html' title='Finnish'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/Sr8sxb_hbhI/AAAAAAAACUw/B1mBmBLzHO4/s72-c/herotyr3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-4408262156918919949</id><published>2009-09-25T23:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T00:16:17.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amicable</title><content type='html'>after much thought, slap me for agreeing with the fella who said this on his blog.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://eathishit.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://eathishit.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here; ill copy and paste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What blogging has come down to&lt;br /&gt;1. TALKING ABOUT WHAT YOU DID.... ON A SCHOOLING DAY.&lt;br /&gt;2. TALKING ABOUT WHAT YOU ATE FOR DINNER.&lt;br /&gt;3. LUNCH THAT'S MORE THAN FRIED RICE&lt;br /&gt;4. STARTING WITH I WOKE UP LATE TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;5. COMPLAIN ABOUT SOMEONE ELSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT GOING TO CONTINUE BECAUSE IF I LIST IT OUT.. I'LL JUST BE YOU... WRITING A SHIT LOAD OF POINTLESS PPOOOO POOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A RANDOM BLOGGER COMMENTED..&lt;br /&gt;HARVEENA...&lt;br /&gt;I THINK, WHAT SHE WROTE AS A COMMENT WOULD HAVE BEEN THE BEST BLOG POST SHE HAS EVER WRITTEN, IF SHE HAD WRITTEN IT AS A BLOG POST.-shouldnt college be about knowledge and understanding, not&lt;br /&gt;-i dont know- spelling friends wrongly -frenz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see some interesting blogs round that talk about better stuff than all you lifeless asses around me. i honestly would not mind if your life was interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EATHISHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, is it a crime?&lt;br /&gt;it's the same for someone's blog about shih tzu's.&lt;br /&gt;you either really like it or just feeling like saying "fuck you" to the blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all depends on the reader.&lt;br /&gt;so let's just say mr EATHISHIT; your thinking is pretty one sided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe even if perhaps could be low probability what you said is true,&lt;br /&gt;ever thought &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; people bother updating their weblogs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy keeping all the anger and hate in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and your useful blog that doesnt eat shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PJ, KL, MSIA.&lt;br /&gt;funny why the spammer only targets people in JB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder why singaporean vanity blogs that REALLY talk about what they ate for lunch dont get any comments from mr eathishit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-4408262156918919949?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/4408262156918919949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=4408262156918919949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4408262156918919949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4408262156918919949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/09/amicable.html' title='Amicable'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-1713497185411908722</id><published>2009-09-23T21:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T21:48:13.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is What I've Been Talking About</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DMuD3DBskpg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DMuD3DBskpg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like caviar. either really hate it, or really like it.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-1713497185411908722?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/1713497185411908722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=1713497185411908722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/1713497185411908722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/1713497185411908722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-what-ive-been-talking-about.html' title='This Is What I&apos;ve Been Talking About'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-6088250525233777390</id><published>2009-09-22T22:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:33:39.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Matter What, I Love You</title><content type='html'>i should use my peaceforever love to welcome the fella that spammed my cbox.&lt;br /&gt;well, no point getting mad right? after all, we're from the same planet, in the same universe, in the same galaxy and probably on the same continent you son of a bitch. your mum is probably male and your dad's probably she male. doesnt make much of a difference eh? but yeah, look at your face in the bathroom mirror and you'll probably think why you have nose hair when you dont deserve any. hoebag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i sound angry? nope.&lt;br /&gt;this is pretty therapeutic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, what's a blog anway.&lt;br /&gt;arent weblogs suppose to LOG whatever you've done in your day, year, month?&lt;br /&gt;it's a motherfucking log okay? go to the bread shop to buy dictionaries.&lt;br /&gt;because you probably dont know what a dick is.&lt;br /&gt;you're probably thinking about jane and the dog now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah come on, why so serious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile for the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SrjeJ3oFiBI/AAAAAAAACUY/LrXh3h6XbFU/s1600-h/1christ-middle-finger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SrjeJ3oFiBI/AAAAAAAACUY/LrXh3h6XbFU/s320/1christ-middle-finger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384297615653701650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is albino subhash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;modern warfare 2 coming out soon. plus l4d2. cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;am loving fear 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SrjgEZn-YNI/AAAAAAAACUg/kxaWFakUMK4/s1600-h/screenshot1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SrjgEZn-YNI/AAAAAAAACUg/kxaWFakUMK4/s320/screenshot1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384299720724078802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/5707227958218301969-6088250525233777390?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/6088250525233777390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=6088250525233777390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6088250525233777390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6088250525233777390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-matter-what-i-love-you.html' title='No Matter What, I Love You'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/SrjeJ3oFiBI/AAAAAAAACUY/LrXh3h6XbFU/s72-c/1christ-middle-finger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-2693201070716866367</id><published>2009-09-20T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T15:28:48.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Gen Indie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;check out Foals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SrYygan9eeI/AAAAAAAACUI/JbaCva71EYg/s1600-h/Foals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SrYygan9eeI/AAAAAAAACUI/JbaCva71EYg/s320/Foals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383545937052137954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i like Balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and happy birthday nick.&lt;br /&gt;sorry i couldnt shoot paint pellets with/at you today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SrYy0DkeTnI/AAAAAAAACUQ/5VlpPRILft8/s1600-h/DSC01205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SrYy0DkeTnI/AAAAAAAACUQ/5VlpPRILft8/s320/DSC01205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383546274460880498" 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/5707227958218301969-2693201070716866367?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/2693201070716866367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=2693201070716866367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2693201070716866367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2693201070716866367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-gen-indie.html' title='New Gen Indie'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/SrYygan9eeI/AAAAAAAACUI/JbaCva71EYg/s72-c/Foals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-9136629114838366926</id><published>2009-09-19T20:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T20:36:54.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chain Me, Rectify Me But You Can't Contain My Love</title><content type='html'>...for my new computer!!!&lt;br /&gt;you know, all these god and destiny and fate thing has been pretty humorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think you want to know my computer specs.&lt;br /&gt;but marigolds bless you, 2.8GHz Core 2 Duo for two dangling loves, 2GB DDR2 for listening, ASUS motherboard inner beauty, Galaxy GeForce 9600 only eyes for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;organic beings shouldn't be with tech beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody scream cod4 to max graphics.&lt;br /&gt;love for you, but not for me,&lt;br /&gt;worthless words are just dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you my readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill post pics when i have the mood to operate my camera.&lt;br /&gt;i like the shiny scopes on cod4 guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truly deagles and shine.&lt;br /&gt;eat that julian X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-9136629114838366926?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/9136629114838366926/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-6732874054582120056</id><published>2009-09-12T21:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T21:57:51.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donkey Penis</title><content type='html'>if there's anything i love, it's typing.&lt;br /&gt;funny thing there arent anyone who invented the word for keyboard sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have whoosh for wind, shazam for captain marvel, click for the mouse, teet for the computer starting up. so what's the word for keyboard keys getting pushed down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet you cant think of it because i've just sucked all your electric impulses in your protein based brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's actually Клавиатура&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't read it? you suck big time.&lt;br /&gt;i spent time with subhash just now. it's one of the best saturdays ever. subs treated me to delicious hershey pie at burger king but i really dont comprehend why bk sells choc pies. chocolate king. played xbox too. because it's alien tech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting a new computer.&lt;br /&gt;that's what i hope unless my dad forgets about it and lets me face this dilemma myself. the computer that im using to type this useless post is actually a ticking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bomb.&lt;br /&gt;it just restarts itself whenever it likes.&lt;br /&gt;no warning, no signs. no no dont funk with my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to get a nvidia. my friend just gave me his 2GB DDR2 RAM. with the condition that i give him my old 1GB DDR1 RAM. whoa nerd talk. nheesaw.&lt;br /&gt;i travelled the batcave route subs was talking about on his blog. no use if you're driving that route in broad daylight. only when the dark creeps in, you're in for a thrill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIvtM-5nsco/Sh_psdoonCI/AAAAAAAAADk/nXFMZE2aouA/s320/batman_1966_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIvtM-5nsco/Sh_psdoonCI/AAAAAAAAADk/nXFMZE2aouA/s320/batman_1966_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;man boobs. i know you're afraid of them. it can cause a blunt force trauma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you my readers. because i have nothing else to love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-6732874054582120056?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;today i went to check how my cotton stuffed insects were. they look dead.&lt;br /&gt;maybe they are. maybe they are incubating little angiosperma eggs in their brains to kill the humans. human endoplasmic reticulum wont be able to counter attack the sporangium wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beetle which was still moving yesterday was dead now. maybe it's because of the 50*C heat in the oven. i have no phucking idea why they call it an oven. maybe a heater. or a drier. or a bug insect juice evaporator. but why oven!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever that found chloroform was a genius. whoever knew how to knock out a living thing in 5 secs before that fella?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still no pictures on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;ill try to get pics of my once-a-pet beetle and carl the cricket.&lt;br /&gt;with entopins jabbed viciously into their segmented bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hung out with mel, sarah and mercy today.&lt;br /&gt;had a blast. altho felt like a bitch; and a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but had fun. real fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coming on strong, baudelaire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-3574854744885980158?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/3574854744885980158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=3574854744885980158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/3574854744885980158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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insects&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; i felt sad about harnessing nature in plastic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i dipped my beetle in formalin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i asked my friend to capture a half dead butterfly on the road because he didnt bring a bug&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i was asked to do a 4 person project by myself because the other 3 didnt have computers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my friend emptied a beetle's insides but it was still moving. maybe it is still now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;but im getting a new computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics will be on facebook.&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;i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody scream nerd joke time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nerd joke time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-7166074537093149361</id><published>2009-09-04T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:40:54.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/abrKM1Z_te8&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/abrKM1Z_te8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-7166074537093149361?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-584658054358741029</id><published>2009-09-01T18:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:56:19.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah's Facebook Tag</title><content type='html'>Rules:&lt;br /&gt;It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag ten people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real...nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name : Kua/Zi Ren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A four Letter Word : Kock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's Name : Kong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's Name : Katerina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation : Koala wrangler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A color : Khaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you'll wear : Knickerbockers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. A food : Kueh Tiao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Something found in the bathroom : Killer Fungi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A place : Kuwait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A reason for being late : Knocked, my car was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Something you'd shout : Kanninaboo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A movie title : Kung Pow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Something you drink : Koffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. A type of car : Kompressor (mercedes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. The title of a song : Kiss Kiss - Yeah Yeah Yeahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I TAG RAMONA TAN AI ERN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-584658054358741029?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/584658054358741029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=584658054358741029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/584658054358741029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/584658054358741029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/09/sarahs-facebook-tag.html' title='Sarah&apos;s Facebook Tag'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-6585848256111600890</id><published>2009-08-30T14:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T16:49:41.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory</title><content type='html'>remember the time you got your first guitar?&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;i spent the next 7 days memorizing and mastering chords; stretching fingers all over the top of the fretboard.&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;you talk non stop about guitar with your close friends.&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;you reach for your guitar when you're down.&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 my first song i ever played and learned was Wonderwall - Oasis.&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;played it in gatherings&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;a big role in my teen life.&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 they are no more now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SpocKfUTpPI/AAAAAAAACS4/ErqcOZAMtX4/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SpocKfUTpPI/AAAAAAAACS4/ErqcOZAMtX4/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375640071751050482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I don't believe that anybody &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feels the way I do about you now"  &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/5707227958218301969-6585848256111600890?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/6585848256111600890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=6585848256111600890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6585848256111600890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6585848256111600890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-memory.html' title='In Memory'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/SpocKfUTpPI/AAAAAAAACS4/ErqcOZAMtX4/s72-c/02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-810036948080980265</id><published>2009-08-28T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:15:49.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NSgHGFuPNus&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NSgHGFuPNus&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;listen and you'll know that you're not alone.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-810036948080980265?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/810036948080980265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=810036948080980265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/810036948080980265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/810036948080980265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-id-only-thought-of-something.html' title='Sh.'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-2693463520156112087</id><published>2009-08-26T16:16:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T22:25:01.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brevity (?)</title><content type='html'>i just read an article on the daily paper.&lt;br /&gt;it's about the teens' way of texting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m sure u have read abt dis b4.&lt;br /&gt;refer to this link, im sure you'll like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/comment/personal-view/6017629/Texting-is-making-English-a-foreign-language.html"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THIS LINK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what im going to type here isnt gonna make you happy if you're a frequent user of abbreviations when TXTING. yes i admit, i was once an avid fan of those short forms as i once thought it would make me a cooler kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's trace our steps; back to When? these abbreviations surfaced.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, nokia. the favourite cell phone brand of every kid transitioning from childhood to adolescence. my first phone had an aerial. one of those that can jab into people's sternum when you're intimidated or mugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, that phone didnt have the T9 dictionary and so, to save time pressing additional keys and to fit my words into the 160 word frame, i was left with no choice bt 2 txt in shortforms. as i got my second handphone, which had the T9 dictionary, i found that it was a tough habit to kick. subsequently, i influenced those who i frequently text and got the disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, "maturity" dawned upon me when i got my phone. and from then, i do not recall texting in abbreviations. i would rather type in full than to push a key to wait for a number to pop out. lyk dis 4 example. i think pressing the 4 button consumes more seconds than typing the word "FOR".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typing in these abbreviations has their adverse effects too; for example, when someone types Lol, it might be misunderstood as Lots of Love. as what Micheal Deacon stated in his article.&lt;br /&gt;a snippet;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;And it's not as if all these jaunty acronyms are universally understood. A lot of people over the age of 30 seem to think that "LOL" stands for Lots Of Love, rather than Laughing Out Loud. Which creates all kinds of potential for inadvertent offence. ("Don't B upset, babe – UR new hairdo looks gr8. LOL.)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's a risky thing, to be sacked by your lady boss on your first day at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this "trend" has somehow influenced the way people now write or type. you can actually see the viral strain everywhere in blogs or even in IMs. i do not see any sense in typing these abbreviations at all. i mean, the keys are literally at your fingertips. why bother stretching your pinky all the way to the numeric pad or to navigate for a number on the line of numbers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, now i type the word in full (97.9999001017% only); besides the fact that it would be faster with the T9 dictionary, i think the English language would end up at the landfill if the people of today continue texting in short forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have the jagged red line beneath the word "texting".&lt;br /&gt;so reader, are you a frequent user of abbs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psst, abbreviations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think blogging on orientals dyeing their hair in obvious colours is a sensitive issue.&lt;br /&gt;ill try to find a way to hurl abuse at them one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew, blogging sure is therapeutic.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, KK, CYA, ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;XOXO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-2693463520156112087?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/2693463520156112087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=2693463520156112087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2693463520156112087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2693463520156112087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/08/brevity.html' title='Brevity (?)'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-2998424234295906236</id><published>2009-08-25T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:10:20.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Murmur</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jyFmD9QOYCo&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/jyFmD9QOYCo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"define abstract."&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/5707227958218301969-2998424234295906236?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/2998424234295906236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=2998424234295906236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2998424234295906236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2998424234295906236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/08/murmur.html' title='Murmur'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-2819502923454093470</id><published>2009-08-24T20:48:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:52:51.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring Your Talismans and Chinese Reflective Octagonal Mirrors</title><content type='html'>sunway's pure evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why but there was some supernatural repulsion between me and the college.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because it was trying to empty my pockets. i dont have 10K to pursue my education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not even have a japanese car or some bling to wear to college.&lt;br /&gt;i guess colouring your hair golden fits you in better at college. felt like a total outcast in sunway; people condemning your black asian hair as you step on the very first step of the flight of stairs at the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yes, i visited sunway today.&lt;br /&gt;could hear the hollow screams 3km away from my house. ill stop this shit. in fact, i was pretty happy that i went there today. met many of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;people like subs, ian, graeme, sean, julian, calven.. gosh, ill be a total ass if i dont type the names of those who i met and reads this blog. ill cancel those names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;subs, ian, graeme, sean, julian, calven&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, now everyone's happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went there round one plus where everyone were having their lunch break. well, most of them only. subs asked me to park outside to wait for him and i did; got a tuborg and went to have "chap fann". the way subs pronounced it made him sound so german. see, i made him happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite place in sunway was the pingpong room. where sanjay looked like the boss there. i bet he had testosterone injections to enlarge his biceps. i thought he was working for WWE part-time. i guess not. met wei lik at the canteen, ian everywhere i went and calven touching my nip*les as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, began my tour when i went to the computer lab with subs. i think they put dead goats in the aircon ventilation so the aircon smells like deodorant. read eff my life and lolled till siewlee texted me to look up at the 2nd floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt like a hoebag because i thought that the 2nd floor was the floor i was at. but i was at the 1st. the one below was the ground floor. call me stupid. i bet i looked like an ass looking around me. and the level. found her one level up and waved frantically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met jassine too, her room had a glass window and when she saw me, she looked as if she was cursing me because i couldnt hear her when her mouth was moving non stop. i walked away with subs. said hi in the end too la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graeme's emo. and everyone changed a little. met gurvinder. he looked so sad. met old friends. knew new ones. was happy at the end of the day la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left the building at round 4 plus because subs went back early as his forehead was pretty warm.&lt;br /&gt;oink flu! hahaha. hung around the canteen till i got bored and went back home. there concludes my 3 hour tour round college; and 7 eleven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nearly forgotten to blog about the st john annual dinner.&lt;br /&gt;sorry peeps but no words could define the awesomity of the dinner. only those who were present would understand. especially Sarah! right?? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black white hurts your eye and mine.&lt;br /&gt;pictures here;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SpKW8xwuZMI/AAAAAAAACSQ/5dbO9LBC7i8/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SpKW8xwuZMI/AAAAAAAACSQ/5dbO9LBC7i8/s320/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373523276300444866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gurdave playing his little wing; i mean the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SpKW8SlUeqI/AAAAAAAACSI/uvIy3TCrPug/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SpKW8SlUeqI/AAAAAAAACSI/uvIy3TCrPug/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373523267931110050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;most of the other pics are posted by others on fakebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and is it me or are my girl-dash-friends thinks that the bitchio who sits next to me fancies me?&lt;br /&gt;ill kill her, make her into pig feed so she'll be pig shit.&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/5707227958218301969-2819502923454093470?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/2819502923454093470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=2819502923454093470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2819502923454093470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2819502923454093470'/><link rel='alternate' 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to me.&lt;br /&gt;she whines all the time, "what's the time now?", "general paper is bawring", "i hate this teacher","what time will this class end?","god, this teacher sucks","can you do this for me?" and another million. and when she asks me for my opinion, she says it's wrong; especially when it comes to grammar, i get effking pissed. go listen to your damn chinese songs. i dont care because she wont read this post. unless someone backstabs me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah. no one reads anyway.&lt;br /&gt;besides that, she'll interrupt me when im having a heart to heart conversation with someone or not. she'll just tap your back and wants your attention to do whatever she wants you to do. im not going to type bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i just did. too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i met perng, siwei and chua again (poly people again) at the library. i was supposed to do my homework there but i ended killing time there. and ezri visited me on monday, another poly student! he slimmed down and so did cheekeong. right. and daryl just had longer hair and i bet he's wearing dentures. his teeth was as white as this blog's background and it gleams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill stick to the conventional "what-i-did-today".&lt;br /&gt;my muet teacher asked me to give a impromptu speech about "It's Our Duty to Conserve Water"; dissapointed, i was because i had to speak about the importance of water to homo sapiens. but i did talk about shellfishes. although i have no idea how shellfishes exist in rivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to be the only one with a computer in a group of 4 to do the maths project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siwei, you're more than welcome to visit!&lt;br /&gt;it's just that poly people are the &lt;u&gt;more&lt;/u&gt; thoughtful ones to visit their friends:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for reading.&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-6527870723479846950</id><published>2009-08-14T23:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:15:21.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiver</title><content type='html'>i think im the only one.&lt;br /&gt;moaning and whining about the old friends i had makes me tired.&lt;br /&gt;assbitch hoebags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should just close this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or just shave my hair again then climb to the himalayan mounts to be a hermit and ill start eating mountain goats and hairy worms for dessert. time just passes too fast for me, it would be better if a speedometer for this exists. talking to cats dont help stopping rats from causing plagues in china. fat people or people who think they are fat should see a psychologist instead of dietitians. it's pathetic to see them starving themselves from the perception of skinny and bullimic people. these numbnuts should just stare at the mirror and ask themselves why are they so skinny. so skinny that i can see the contour of their pancreases i dont wish for aliens to visit earth anymore. they might have advanced technology to corrupt the mindset of humans. i wouldnt want humans to convert pork to chicken meat.  i would rather communicate with them without having the speak face to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the coolest site ever. dont click if you're human. this site is totally reserved for intellectual creatures. selfish humans dont deserve anything. go eat sand and drink drain water dumb homo sapiens. &lt;a href="http://www.hellofromearth.net/"&gt;http://www.hellofromearth.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spoke to a tomato just now. he told me that it is okay to call him a vegetable but it hurts his feelings. who would want to be called a vegetable. he told me that he has carotene in him because he was related to the carrot. the carrot was long. so a tomato is a fruit. i have to stop texting because texting is a social ill. why do i always get random chinese messages and i dont not know what they mean. i am sure they are asking me to watch more korean movies so i will be brainwashed to wear jeans with stupid octupatus straps and redundant make up on my face. especially eye liners. gravity is magic. nobody can explain magic. not even happy rotter. because he has a hidden agenda to replace all technology. if gravity was like magnet, what is the opposite pole of gravity? definitely not gravy because i love curry. it is an icon of racial harmony. stupid racists should just take a coconut and swallow it so their oesophaguses will expand so widely till their lungs are squashed beyond recognition. platypuses, koalas and walruses should be put in the spotlight so that their meat are no longer hunted by poachers. kids shouldnt be fed DHA, MCA and WWE because kids need to be kids. what's the use of being a human when your human rights are being violated the moment you are born. the doctor molest their buttocks when they are out and then they cry, BABIES KNOW. it's the parents who teach their babies to study hard and play piano so they can compete with their neighbors. this is so sad and saddening. i respect parents who respect their kid's will and wishes. that's the way it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you people.&lt;br /&gt;pardon my words, i didnt mean it but it was intentional.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-6527870723479846950?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-4866440042732758591</id><published>2009-08-12T17:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T20:16:13.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Has Been Sometime</title><content type='html'>today perng visited we form 6 peeps.&lt;br /&gt;it's funny why we only get poly people.&lt;br /&gt;not complaining but there must be some controversy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway there's some meteor shower tonight. i think.&lt;br /&gt;round 8 to midnight in jaybee here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today shan won the president's seat in the Student Council.&lt;br /&gt;plus bryan yong, sarah, linnish and some other people as the directors.&lt;br /&gt;but i prefer calling them MPs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shan's win was expected but pretty controversial.&lt;br /&gt;he got 100+ votes and the other 2 going for presidency got less than 30.&lt;br /&gt;i think; forgetting the "spoilt" polls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everything's not big talk and will have a reshuffle in the school rules for the form 6 people only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill be doing paper chromatography in school again.&lt;br /&gt;chlorophyll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-4866440042732758591?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/4866440042732758591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=4866440042732758591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/4866440042732758591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/7416109462587795144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-am-i-fussing-over-now.html' title='What Am I Fussing Over Now?'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/Sn0vGEt1e4I/AAAAAAAACRo/v9cfHJXUuXU/s72-c/DSC01671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-2283334206062893860</id><published>2009-08-05T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T11:31:19.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wouldn't It Be Better If It Was A Zombie Infection?</title><content type='html'>i dont know why but i skipped school today.&lt;br /&gt;it's' not the h1n1 im afraid of, but the subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these stuff about h1n1 sorta changes the ambience in school.&lt;br /&gt;besides the people wearing masks, anyone who sneezes will be treated like someone who has Aids.&lt;br /&gt;and Aids arent as contagious as the h1n1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, it's either they're stupid or doing it on purpose; but why are a small number of &lt;u&gt;teachers&lt;/u&gt; still calling it Selsema Babi (swine flu) when it's H1N1? it's no more swine to human but human to human transmission. numbnuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the school is waiting for someone to die before they close it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'd like the virus to mutate so much that everyone would lose control over their limbs and actions. then it would be a zombie pandemic. then there would be no need to obtain a licence to fire arms. but then, i wouldnt want my friends to turn into foaming rotting corpses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Snj84-9im2I/AAAAAAAACRg/S_KubFS8pZ0/s1600-h/death_by_zombies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Snj84-9im2I/AAAAAAAACRg/S_KubFS8pZ0/s320/death_by_zombies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366317011915938658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;get your face mask. it's already happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-2283334206062893860?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Snj84-9im2I/AAAAAAAACRg/S_KubFS8pZ0/s72-c/death_by_zombies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-2140964957263368830</id><published>2009-08-03T21:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:49:29.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles Keep Sicknesses Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Snbo5jQycOI/AAAAAAAACRY/tkuNUNpaf3U/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSC01656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Snbo5jQycOI/AAAAAAAACRY/tkuNUNpaf3U/s320/Copy+of+DSC01656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365732081474367714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well, the mask is only one buck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-2140964957263368830?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/2140964957263368830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=2140964957263368830&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2140964957263368830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2140964957263368830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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camwhore with her but she asked for my blog address.&lt;br /&gt;so, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so you know, EC KENA H1N1!&lt;br /&gt;now im waiting to see when the school will shut down temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;about 3 cases so far. i think. might be more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the school's co-op wasted no time. i dont know how fast but they were selling face masks for one buck each. profit profit profit.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll wear this on monday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SnKsOl09LmI/AAAAAAAACQw/CGQ9MLF7UVU/s1600-h/Trellchem_VPS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SnKsOl09LmI/AAAAAAAACQw/CGQ9MLF7UVU/s320/Trellchem_VPS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364539472824053346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i hope they've got an L size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the groin area looks; uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;i might want a respirator too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SnKt6Ti-eXI/AAAAAAAACQ4/qkkpeq3OboE/s1600-h/m50-desert-scene-407px.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SnKt6Ti-eXI/AAAAAAAACQ4/qkkpeq3OboE/s320/m50-desert-scene-407px.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364541323342674290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but then i need the m60. and the helmet. the camo. the nades, the ammo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i can make do with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SnLyO8Az91I/AAAAAAAACRA/c3hqDh_PLys/s1600-h/021008-Jonathan-SGT-US-Army.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SnLyO8Az91I/AAAAAAAACRA/c3hqDh_PLys/s320/021008-Jonathan-SGT-US-Army.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364616444593305426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;who needs plastics when you've got THE lead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SnL9JL_9OXI/AAAAAAAACRI/yHRyAsr9hxo/s1600-h/pissing-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SnL9JL_9OXI/AAAAAAAACRI/yHRyAsr9hxo/s320/pissing-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364628440433375602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a normal civilian.&lt;br /&gt;i have to thank ramona for the photo editing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who has any friend who can do a job like this?&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/5707227958218301969-2778259476496602557?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/2778259476496602557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=2778259476496602557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/2778259476496602557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;15 hours later, had to turn it on to do my mum's stuff.&lt;br /&gt;now im just goddamn glued to the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be back on saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the universe,&lt;br /&gt;but she messes with my words&lt;br /&gt;I'm not talking planets or galaxies and the distance just makes it worse.&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking, this probably sounds rehearsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-6569199218781924176?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/6569199218781924176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=6569199218781924176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6569199218781924176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6569199218781924176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/07/attempt-3216197413.html' title='Attempt #3216197413'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-8970704661258903348</id><published>2009-07-25T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T11:56:29.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reached The Cheese</title><content type='html'>im trying to get used to not talking to you&lt;br /&gt;you’ve been such a positive influence on my mental frame&lt;br /&gt;let's just say it's a change for something new&lt;br /&gt;in this thing i refer as a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to tell you how i feel&lt;br /&gt;because hurdles, obstacles and and the many&lt;br /&gt;but i know that this is feeling is real&lt;br /&gt;and that is something that makes me unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i want to thank you for being a part of my forget-me-nots."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-8970704661258903348?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/8970704661258903348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=8970704661258903348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/8970704661258903348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/8970704661258903348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/07/reached-cheese.html' title='Reached The Cheese'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-6262240292726484182</id><published>2009-07-22T22:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T16:33:06.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Panzerkampfwagen!</title><content type='html'>i fixed the broken tracks of the panzer III subs gave me.&lt;br /&gt;im happy and in love with tanks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Smcg5NwuD6I/AAAAAAAACP4/BhlrUP9gWIo/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Smcg5NwuD6I/AAAAAAAACP4/BhlrUP9gWIo/s320/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361290048726503330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the glossier part is the new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it sorta marginalized itself from the older tracks.&lt;br /&gt;subs suggested that it ran over a mine.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, but i think a mine would have been crushed by the 23tonne tank before the pin was released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was asked to wash the car today.&lt;br /&gt;then i saw the car wash detergent bottle and took it; poured half a cap.&lt;br /&gt;then dumped it into the pail with a cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then something went awfully wrong the red liquid didnt mix with the water.&lt;br /&gt;and little globules formed. then i wondered why the "detergent" didnt wash off my hands easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poops. it was petrol.&lt;br /&gt;my dad somehow put it in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i spent 45 minutes washing the fossil fuel off the porch and the pail.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are over!&lt;br /&gt;and am going to finish cod2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zeke i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;and the jetty gang.&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/5707227958218301969-6262240292726484182?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/6262240292726484182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=6262240292726484182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6262240292726484182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/6262240292726484182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/07/panzerkampfwagen.html' title='The Panzerkampfwagen!'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/Smcg5NwuD6I/AAAAAAAACP4/BhlrUP9gWIo/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-7547378582934417683</id><published>2009-07-21T18:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T19:04:54.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe</title><content type='html'>maybe i should start camwhoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should keep long hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should act emo so that people will think i'm cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should get a girlfriend then dump her for public attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should type corny stuff on facebook so people will realise me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should smoke so i'll get 1sthand smoke instead of 2nd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should listen to music that most people are listening to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should start buying expensive shoes so i'll fit in with others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should start scolding my parents so it'll be cool to tell my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should modify my proton with modifications so that i can race with people on the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should wear thick white or black spectacles so the chinese people will notice me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should stop eating rice so i'll be more westernized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should speak more swear words so it'll make me cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should randomly add people on social networks so i can have more friends than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should look down on my friends so that they'll look up on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nope, i dont think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should stop logging into facebook.&lt;br /&gt;that'll be cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-7547378582934417683?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/7547378582934417683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=7547378582934417683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/7547378582934417683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/7547378582934417683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/07/maybe.html' title='Maybe'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-8802210023152073548</id><published>2009-07-19T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:34:33.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merde</title><content type='html'>im going to start of this post with a "hahaahhahahah"&lt;br /&gt;yeah, this is nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, subs gave me his panzer III like how he gave me a free hot dog at FOA.&lt;br /&gt;which didnt become free after that. understand this metaphorically. might help. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SmMuvoo2anI/AAAAAAAACPw/aSht-K4CRVg/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SmMuvoo2anI/AAAAAAAACPw/aSht-K4CRVg/s320/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360179377398508146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;isn't it pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want an xbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit i got an exam tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;bonne nuit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-8802210023152073548?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/8802210023152073548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=8802210023152073548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/8802210023152073548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/8802210023152073548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/07/merde.html' title='Merde'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/SmMuvoo2anI/AAAAAAAACPw/aSht-K4CRVg/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-9098256374871759018</id><published>2009-07-17T21:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:08:59.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Une Fois Par Semaine</title><content type='html'>i have fallen in love with russian.&lt;br /&gt;the language, not the females.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why. i've fallen in love with french too.&lt;br /&gt;not fries, the language; too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hier, ma classe a l'envers vissée par un professeur à mon école. parce que nous étions de karaté-ment des planches de bois qui a éclaté au large de la chaise en bois. en fin de compte, l'ensemble de la classe a été invitée à payer le prix. mais l'enfer! nous avons rien fait de mal, nous avons juste fait semblant de quitter le conseil d'administration. imaginez la taille pinte linnish essayé de casser une planche en deux. gosh, lousiest jour de l'école depuis le formulaire 6 commencé. soupir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="result_box" dir="ltr"&gt;FOA est demain. i l'espoir de voir mes amis là-bas! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="result_box" dir="ltr"&gt;c'est l'une des raisons pour lesquelles je suis en amour avec le français et le russe (la langue). hahahahaha. Je l'espère certainement tout le monde serait capable de faire jouer le match. Je suis impatient d'arriver à la "Company of Heroes" de Subhash demain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="result_box" dir="ltr"&gt;à ceux qui peuvent lire l'anglais sans problème, excusez-moi si j'ai fait des erreurs:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;i will blog in russian soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="result_box" dir="ltr"&gt;до следующего раза!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-9098256374871759018?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/9098256374871759018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=9098256374871759018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/9098256374871759018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/9098256374871759018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-une-fois-par-semaine.html' title='Blog Une Fois Par Semaine'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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-5707227958218301969.post-8659187114516267980</id><published>2009-07-14T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:33:39.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlyJELh2zJI/AAAAAAAACPo/FUHT1rAo3BU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlyJELh2zJI/AAAAAAAACPo/FUHT1rAo3BU/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358308361571323026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whether it's a he or she.&lt;br /&gt;but i know it rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&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/5707227958218301969-8659187114516267980?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/8659187114516267980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=8659187114516267980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/8659187114516267980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/8659187114516267980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-new-friend.html' title='My New Friend'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlyJELh2zJI/AAAAAAAACPo/FUHT1rAo3BU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-7718513246690781703</id><published>2009-07-10T19:06:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:41:19.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Me In Outer Space</title><content type='html'>never will i judge anyone from his or her looks anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a person with blings on his face, nose rings and others; plus a cigarette,&lt;br /&gt;and a guy in a suit plus a tie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who would donate cash and say thanks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was round town the whole day. saying "excuse me sir, would you like to donate for Saint John Ambulance Malaysia?", "Thank You", "Have A Nice Day" non stop. even typing it burns some excess triglycerides in my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smokers should just stop causing harm to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i burnt 10X51654-64164764(X^2-2X+3)-(-9.16465) X 2 calories today.&lt;br /&gt;dont bother to count.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and there was this girl who poked bubbles with an umbrella when we were supposed to collect money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Slci1nNONZI/AAAAAAAACPY/VjLGVojnKd4/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Slci1nNONZI/AAAAAAAACPY/VjLGVojnKd4/s320/Image019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356788586233345426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Slci0n5ucbI/AAAAAAAACO4/8jbWURhy2D8/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Slci0n5ucbI/AAAAAAAACO4/8jbWURhy2D8/s320/Image016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356788569240138162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlciH6zmE6I/AAAAAAAACOw/rP_J4CzLgqs/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlciH6zmE6I/AAAAAAAACOw/rP_J4CzLgqs/s320/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356787801220584354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlciHobsiyI/AAAAAAAACOo/TjbPIKLr9TQ/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlciHobsiyI/AAAAAAAACOo/TjbPIKLr9TQ/s320/Image012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356787796288506658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlciGhOkKVI/AAAAAAAACOQ/kuH8bvaGlpk/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlciGhOkKVI/AAAAAAAACOQ/kuH8bvaGlpk/s320/Image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356787777174514002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and that was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;my&lt;/span&gt; umbrella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it was a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;got to meet generous singaporeans (seriously) who are the only chinese in town who speaks english. or maybe understands english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. there was this singaporean couple.&lt;br /&gt;pretty aged la. round their sixties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, me and dhaanes asked them;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"excuse me sir and madam, would you like to donate for SJAM?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ah? what? oh. just now i've already.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh, in that case, never mind, never mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aiya, never mind la, i'll donate again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh, thank you sir, thank you sir."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"just so you know ah, the reason why i donated was because there were 2 pretty girls who asked me; that's why"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pointed to mok, mok's jaw dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"there, there's a girl here with us"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eh, but just now there were 2!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pointed to dhaanes, dhaanes' belly swelled.&lt;br /&gt;then his wife had the "look".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aiya, not like man not like girl"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, both of them donated 2 bucks each.&lt;br /&gt;that's why i want to be a singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;they take loving conversations into serious consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you just love my wallpaper?&lt;br /&gt;i dont care because i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Slcni048T_I/AAAAAAAACPg/vjkwpJtu-VM/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Slcni048T_I/AAAAAAAACPg/vjkwpJtu-VM/s320/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356793761047007218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you're a stellar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;eaxms aer conigm!&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/5707227958218301969-7718513246690781703?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/7718513246690781703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=7718513246690781703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/7718513246690781703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/7718513246690781703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/07/bat-your-eyes-girl.html' title='Meet Me In Outer Space'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/Slci1nNONZI/AAAAAAAACPY/VjLGVojnKd4/s72-c/Image019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-1070675074678534516</id><published>2009-07-09T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:47:07.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Turkey</title><content type='html'>as much as i do not want to push the "on" button;&lt;br /&gt;i always end up doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoooos, i've reformatted my computer.&lt;br /&gt;pretty happy tho. it's faster. i couldnt bear the lag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlW8hD_XJ_I/AAAAAAAACNw/mLydLhpz7ZM/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlW8hD_XJ_I/AAAAAAAACNw/mLydLhpz7ZM/s320/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356394608019843058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. nope, not installing the vista theme and thingy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;im convinced that performance is more important than looks.&lt;br /&gt;yep, and flag day's tomoro. have to go beg for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-1070675074678534516?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/1070675074678534516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=1070675074678534516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/1070675074678534516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/1070675074678534516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/07/cold-turkey.html' title='Cold Turkey'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlW8hD_XJ_I/AAAAAAAACNw/mLydLhpz7ZM/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-3773744280058870551</id><published>2009-07-05T21:03:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:37:29.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw Studies; Let's Play</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZEKE.&lt;br /&gt;jb's gonna miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for my muet tuition today.&lt;br /&gt;had been some time since i had a good teacher.&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyy.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julian picked me up from tuition today.&lt;br /&gt;it was a funny feeling to have a friend picking you up from tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCmOrivWDI/AAAAAAAACLI/PuHnv5MSyOY/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCmOrivWDI/AAAAAAAACLI/PuHnv5MSyOY/s320/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354962728080332850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;julian driving was never a good idea. but at least thank god there's the seatbelt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyhoos, im a cheapo and i make my friends to pay for my jamming.&lt;br /&gt;sorry juliian. you will always be in my heart. xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i meant thanks.&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;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;so, at the jamming place where it looks damn depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCmOw1thRI/AAAAAAAACLQ/WNC9krmFC44/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCmOw1thRI/AAAAAAAACLQ/WNC9krmFC44/s320/Image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354962729502082322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCmPj-yMQI/AAAAAAAACLo/9lWTpNOCI_s/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCmPj-yMQI/AAAAAAAACLo/9lWTpNOCI_s/s320/Image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354962743230345474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCmPfcZs9I/AAAAAAAACLg/ui_wmXH19qE/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCmPfcZs9I/AAAAAAAACLg/ui_wmXH19qE/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354962742012392402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;belly fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCprb-XwjI/AAAAAAAACMY/yMj3719T2D8/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCprb-XwjI/AAAAAAAACMY/yMj3719T2D8/s320/Image010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354966520652350002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tonch singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCmPC1ZyPI/AAAAAAAACLY/pp-OpiOmezU/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCmPC1ZyPI/AAAAAAAACLY/pp-OpiOmezU/s320/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354962734332627186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tonch in singlet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCqwh4wmnI/AAAAAAAACNo/wUbPIJgsp4M/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCqwh4wmnI/AAAAAAAACNo/wUbPIJgsp4M/s320/Image016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354967707650398834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tonch with long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCqwesCTvI/AAAAAAAACNg/PgtH25QGSRI/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCqwesCTvI/AAAAAAAACNg/PgtH25QGSRI/s320/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354967706791726834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tonch with paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCqwALDUVI/AAAAAAAACNY/dKUzX5UG-Gk/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCqwALDUVI/AAAAAAAACNY/dKUzX5UG-Gk/s320/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354967698600317266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tonch with 2 pieces of paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCp8UgPPVI/AAAAAAAACMo/voiBcEGhQ5w/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCp8UgPPVI/AAAAAAAACMo/voiBcEGhQ5w/s320/Image012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354966810704690514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-62e1b1afd6fb1cab" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D62e1b1afd6fb1cab%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331324559%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1EB91604B3C68DE1107333A989B69017CD384DCB.6B4F1F76B770AA6443113D1F19A5120C6392BCEB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D62e1b1afd6fb1cab%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxtF0h6dH98ITwuJ1lLN6xa2z20k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D62e1b1afd6fb1cab%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331324559%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1EB91604B3C68DE1107333A989B69017CD384DCB.6B4F1F76B770AA6443113D1F19A5120C6392BCEB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D62e1b1afd6fb1cab%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxtF0h6dH98ITwuJ1lLN6xa2z20k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i dont know II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there's anyone to thank, it's julian.&lt;br /&gt;anyone else? his parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er, yeah. i have great friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;seriously:)&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/5707227958218301969-3773744280058870551?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=62e1b1afd6fb1cab&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/3773744280058870551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=3773744280058870551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/3773744280058870551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/3773744280058870551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/07/screw-studies-lets-play.html' title='Screw Studies; Let&apos;s Play'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/SlCmOrivWDI/AAAAAAAACLI/PuHnv5MSyOY/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-5037897895396542773</id><published>2009-07-03T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T22:26:42.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheese Maze. Just Without The Cheese</title><content type='html'>waiiiiiiitt. things are just speeding too fast.&lt;br /&gt;where's the speed camera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im missing my friends. those who taught me all those stuff that are unable to be tagged by a price tag. if only everyone in this world were like them. true, diversity would be at stake. but at least the world will be a better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since when did meeting up become a hard thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true, press the keys on the cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;still, being available is another matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos, it's friday. again. nowadays one week seems like one minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Sk4TdjMuKQI/AAAAAAAACLA/3eGdsHQl7VQ/s1600-h/n618166568_859112_582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Sk4TdjMuKQI/AAAAAAAACLA/3eGdsHQl7VQ/s320/n618166568_859112_582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354238405375830274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i released Dick to the concrete jungle.&lt;br /&gt;he's no longer a prisoner in my evil plastic container.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill catch another one when my bio teacher says "The Time Is Appropriate".&lt;br /&gt;then i'll name it Dick II. like my friends, Dick is irreplaceable.&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/5707227958218301969-5037897895396542773?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/5037897895396542773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=5037897895396542773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/5037897895396542773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/5037897895396542773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/07/cheese-maze-just-without-cheese.html' title='Cheese Maze. Just Without The Cheese'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/Sk4TdjMuKQI/AAAAAAAACLA/3eGdsHQl7VQ/s72-c/n618166568_859112_582.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-5288577091704837806</id><published>2009-06-28T21:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:09:27.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Addition To The Family</title><content type='html'>another spider i have found.&lt;br /&gt;nah, wouldnt want to put charlotte together with it.&lt;br /&gt;god knows what species would appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think Dick would be a perfect name for it.&lt;br /&gt;so, meet Dick the Agelenopsis spp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Skd1M7ZxNEI/AAAAAAAACK4/MhtS2kL-IWc/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Skd1M7ZxNEI/AAAAAAAACK4/MhtS2kL-IWc/s320/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352375547117777986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Skd1M7wq8KI/AAAAAAAACKw/KltpMdzAkEU/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Skd1M7wq8KI/AAAAAAAACKw/KltpMdzAkEU/s320/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352375547213836450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love Dick's mandibles.&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of a mouse spider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte wanted to camwhore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Skd1MUQWeYI/AAAAAAAACKg/ZKP-FK_VD9c/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Skd1MUQWeYI/AAAAAAAACKg/ZKP-FK_VD9c/s320/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352375536609294722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Skd1MB7bG6I/AAAAAAAACKY/CrJn3WXaaL4/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/Skd1MB7bG6I/AAAAAAAACKY/CrJn3WXaaL4/s320/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352375531689679778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i seriously NEED large bugs. i need at least the size of my palm for my project.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i really have to go to cameron highlands to catch them.&lt;br /&gt;otherwise my teammates would have to do it:) im a kind guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huahuahuahuhauhuamokeehuahuahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll look for some flying ants.&lt;br /&gt;maybe a grasshopper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i put Dick in a plastic card wrapper?&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/5707227958218301969-5288577091704837806?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/5288577091704837806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=5288577091704837806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/5288577091704837806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/5288577091704837806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/06/addition-to-family.html' title='An Addition To The Family'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/Skd1M7ZxNEI/AAAAAAAACK4/MhtS2kL-IWc/s72-c/Picture+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-1403784825487363977</id><published>2009-06-27T14:59:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:19:45.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty Of Nature</title><content type='html'>i caught a beetle reluctantly last night.&lt;br /&gt;i had no choice but to capture it for my biology project.&lt;br /&gt;because it's brown; i think i'll call it bobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.foxnews.com/images/265194/1_62_brown_bobby_350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.foxnews.com/images/265194/1_62_brown_bobby_350.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;noo, not bobby brown. just bobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a common beetle. always see it.&lt;br /&gt;so, for those who are reading this and knows the exact species name/scientific name please tell me. google aint helping me much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i got were volkswagen stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkXI_KMx34I/AAAAAAAACJU/A4WqPPS6Prw/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkXI_KMx34I/AAAAAAAACJU/A4WqPPS6Prw/s320/Picture+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351904719594971010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkXH8bQj8UI/AAAAAAAACJM/jk3eW6DBd4s/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkXH8bQj8UI/AAAAAAAACJM/jk3eW6DBd4s/s320/Picture+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351903573123002690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkXH8LmJeTI/AAAAAAAACJE/Ofe-MEVXIeE/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkXH8LmJeTI/AAAAAAAACJE/Ofe-MEVXIeE/s320/Picture+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351903568918575410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my favourite picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkXH77Llb2I/AAAAAAAACI8/ltEHRbeTeNE/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkXH77Llb2I/AAAAAAAACI8/ltEHRbeTeNE/s320/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351903564512194402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkXH7sJ81eI/AAAAAAAACI0/gI88zNzTBFU/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkXH7sJ81eI/AAAAAAAACI0/gI88zNzTBFU/s320/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351903560478807522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkXH7tFScrI/AAAAAAAACIs/f2BAf9pVU8A/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkXH7tFScrI/AAAAAAAACIs/f2BAf9pVU8A/s320/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351903560727687858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it's sad to keep it in plastic. i sprayed a little of aerosol bug spray on it because it wouldnt let me catch it. so sad. no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i caught it, put it in a little plastic which was supposed to wrap playing cards.&lt;br /&gt;i left it in my air con room from last night till now and it's still alive. see how bugs deserve to live?&lt;br /&gt;but it's like 3.30pm now and i think it's dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna preserve him soon.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sent the pictures to an entomologist in UK.&lt;br /&gt;some Phd guy. i went to seek for his help.&lt;br /&gt;he replied me in a couple of hours (and im happy) telling me the family name and etc.&lt;br /&gt;too bad i couldnt get the precise scientific name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;id like to thank Prof David A Kendall publicly.&lt;br /&gt;he charges 10 euros for each specimen identification but i didnt know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, he helped me for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, Bobby is Chafer Beetle of some kind (family Scarabaeidae, subfamily Melolonthinae)]&lt;br /&gt;yadayadayada. i copied and pasted it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i googled round with this information and concluded that Bobby is a Phyllophaga commonjunebeetle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a rat found it's way into my kitchen last night.&lt;br /&gt;mum freaked out. i saw it and wanted to catch it. but it was too fast. dad chased it out.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i always wanted a furry pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the rabbits from mok's.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. too bad my mum said no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you bugs and animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*UPDATE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just caught a spider.&lt;br /&gt;it's not a common spider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, beauty of nature in plastic.&lt;br /&gt;because of it's sleek, slender and long legs, ill name it Charlotte.&lt;br /&gt;thanks Sarah; for the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this beauty is a Daddy Long Legs.&lt;br /&gt;aka, Pholcus phalangioides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she looks like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkY1DkA9CnI/AAAAAAAACJ8/kj6YwMe1kjo/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkY1DkA9CnI/AAAAAAAACJ8/kj6YwMe1kjo/s320/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352023542499969650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkY1DmRR0KI/AAAAAAAACJ0/omF77xNjbOk/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkY1DmRR0KI/AAAAAAAACJ0/omF77xNjbOk/s320/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352023543105310882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkY1DYU6ETI/AAAAAAAACJs/IwCIzI-NVtg/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkY1DYU6ETI/AAAAAAAACJs/IwCIzI-NVtg/s320/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352023539362435378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkY1DHlVjgI/AAAAAAAACJk/HLWI4G5-QdM/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkY1DHlVjgI/AAAAAAAACJk/HLWI4G5-QdM/s320/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352023534867942914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkY1C0PnkpI/AAAAAAAACJc/hCTUgMB0Nkk/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkY1C0PnkpI/AAAAAAAACJc/hCTUgMB0Nkk/s320/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352023529676575378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a better pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkY3gB6Lg-I/AAAAAAAACKQ/hCvMjtWa4wc/s1600-h/kennedyh_1154380989_282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkY3gB6Lg-I/AAAAAAAACKQ/hCvMjtWa4wc/s320/kennedyh_1154380989_282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352026230584214498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my camera sucks. that's why i want a dslr:(&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/5707227958218301969-1403784825487363977?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/1403784825487363977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=1403784825487363977&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/1403784825487363977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/1403784825487363977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/06/beauty-of-nature.html' title='Beauty Of Nature'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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/_bjf4ougTUtk/SkXI_KMx34I/AAAAAAAACJU/A4WqPPS6Prw/s72-c/Picture+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707227958218301969.post-1432005590267023193</id><published>2009-06-26T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:54:06.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Retro Turns Lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Va8Sh4Agr58&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Va8Sh4Agr58&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you jackson.&lt;br /&gt;a cardiac arrest is no way for a pop king to pass away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5707227958218301969-1432005590267023193?l=kuaziren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/feeds/1432005590267023193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5707227958218301969&amp;postID=1432005590267023193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/1432005590267023193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5707227958218301969/posts/default/1432005590267023193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuaziren.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-retro-turns-lol.html' title='When Retro Turns Lol'/><author><name>Kua Zi Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506423513156385220</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>
