<?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-20223466</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:55:02.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'MA Try ANyThIn' 2 JUZ FeEL bETTeR....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20223466.post-7428941782443598076</id><published>2007-02-09T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T05:02:13.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1. Take out a piece of paper and number one to eleven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;2. Besides numbers 1 and 2, write down any two numbers that come to your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;3. Besides numbers 3 and 7, write down two names of the opposite sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;4. Besides numbers 4, 5 and 6, write down names of friends or relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;5. Besides numbers 8, 9, 10 and 11, write down 4 song titles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;6. Lastly, make a wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Results&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;1. You have to spread this test to this number of people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;2. The person at number 3 is the person whom you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;3. The person at number 7 is the one whom you like but cannot be with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;4. You care for a lot for the person at number 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;5. The person at number 5 is somnone who knows you really well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;6. The person at number 6 is somone of great importance to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;7. The song at number 8 is suitable for the person at number 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;8. The song at number 9 is suitable for the person at number 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;9. The song at number 10 is what you think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;10. The song at number 11 is how you view life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;11. For your wish to come true, you have to post this personality test on your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-7428941782443598076?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/7428941782443598076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=7428941782443598076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/7428941782443598076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/7428941782443598076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2007/02/1.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-2146940590462784262</id><published>2007-01-12T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T05:02:12.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going back 2 sch felt good on a number of levels. (: can actually catch up with work. FOR ONCE!!!! WHEE!!! also gr8 2 enter the sch yr with someone very special and loving by my side 2 keep me motivated. feels gr8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sffered frm Halo withdrawal cos ash went back 2 phillipines fer the last 2 months or so, so went 2 his house 2dae 2 try and get some of my former skill back. wah sian. gt pwned by ash. freaking noob combo bitch. he's let me get like, 10 kills below the limit, den say "this is the part where i kill u non-stop." asshole. tested out some cool stunts for our machinima, which should commence filming late this yr or early next yr. i wun be giving away plot, but dere are some pretty cool stunts in there. for halo buffs, dere's a sequence where a spartan boards a banshee while leaping off a cliff wall, engaging another banshee, getting boarded, getting shot at, and sticks the banshee immediately b4 jumping into the gunner's seat of a passing warthog. damn, it took a long time 2 get that right. but no matter. it worked. drifting is fun and cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eud rawks. she's the reason why i constanly yell "MY GIRLFRIEND ROCKS!" in the middle of class. she's so devoted, that she even read up on halo to share my love for it. although most of that love has gone over 2 her. haha. i rellidun think i can ask fer anyone better for me.  love u babe. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-2146940590462784262?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/2146940590462784262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=2146940590462784262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/2146940590462784262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/2146940590462784262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2007/01/going-back-2-sch-felt-good-on-number-of.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-8856088822641210342</id><published>2006-12-29T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T21:47:34.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARRR, ME NIGGARS... heehee. sry, i'm in the mood fer pimps at sea right now. the idea of being able to fully pimp-out my own swash-buckling 'hos fills my heart with platinum-chain smelling goodness with salty water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been addicted to watchin' the media released by the head pimps recently. can't take mah balls off 'em, u hear? watchin' the barnacles bash around with their big-ass monkey-wrenches fill me to the brim with rum. (: mm... rum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee. go figure. POD out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-8856088822641210342?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/8856088822641210342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=8856088822641210342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/8856088822641210342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/8856088822641210342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/12/arrr-me-niggars.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-2350594602715464556</id><published>2006-12-12T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T07:20:16.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm allergic 2 shininess. i think...</title><content type='html'>yoz! wassup? haha! i'm high on coke!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day started when i moved my off out of bed 2 go streeting with zul and brandon. zul called me damn early so i had 2 move my ass down 2 golden landmark. bugger bought a deck of masters. hmph. i still prefer ghost. WHITE ALL THE WAY!!! i beckoned him 2 write on mybottom lip fer a trick 2 do with warning. didn't work. sharpie no ink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down 2 bugis and finally found diva. due 2 my poor sense of direction, i ended up in bugis STREET instead of bugis JUNCTION which is where diva was in the first place. hence, i spent the whole of ytd standing outside the sex toy shop in bugis street looking at the street directory furiously searching for diva. biqi, y did u give me the wrong word?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, found diva today. entered it. went blind for forty seconds. and found myself immersed in gold and beaded strings. i swear, men are not meant 2 buy jewellery save for a wedding ring. i got kinda frustrated cos i didn't noe wad biqi would like, so i just asked "what do u give to a 15-yr-old gold addict?" lol. zul was with me, and he helped. by not helping. lol. i think he was trying 2 get me 2 save money. fer some reason... first thing when we entered the shop, convo time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sales lady: hello. how may i help u?&lt;br /&gt;me: hi. i'm looking for a gift fer my frend.&lt;br /&gt;zul[pointing at me]:yea. i'm looking for a gift fer my frend.&lt;br /&gt;me: ? zul. wth?&lt;br /&gt;zul: umm, not him. he's looking for a gift for HIS frend...&lt;br /&gt;me: zul. wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; got dead confused, so i left and promised 2 return later. i figured a successful performance would help clear my mind. fair enuff, i spotted 2 girls sitting by the jumping fountain drinking. so i told zul, ok, i need u 2 go over dere first, just chill fer a bit, and i'll set the box down next 2 u, and u quickly switch them. dat's the short version of the briefing. anyway, he went over, sat down. i counted 20 secs b4 moving in 2 perform. the moment he sat down, the girls got up and walked away. DIAO!!!!!! den he laughed next 2 the plant, i laughed behind the pillar, and brandon was like "wth?" lol. damn comical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a few more performances, which most non-magicians wouldn't understand, so i'll refrain. went back 2 diva's ready 2 get the gift. was tempted 2 get one thing, but settled fer another due 2 the persuasive powers of the saleslady. HAHA. MEN ARE NOT MEANT 2 BUY JEWELLERY! GUYS, DUN LET UR GIRLFRIENDS FOOL U!!! IF DEY ASK U 2 BUY JEWELLERY, DEY JUST WANNA KEEP U FRM GOING 2 THE BAR AND GETTING DRUNK!!! I SPENT OVER AND HOUR AND A HALF DERE!!! DUN WASTE DAT TIME! GO AND GET A HANGOVER!!! haha. ok. kidding. i'm high on coke. (: peace out!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-2350594602715464556?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/2350594602715464556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=2350594602715464556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/2350594602715464556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/2350594602715464556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-allergic-2-shininess-i-think.html' title='i&apos;m allergic 2 shininess. i think...'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-3044605550024606048</id><published>2006-12-08T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T05:56:44.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ward 21</title><content type='html'>well, gd news and bad news. bad news first: dad was admitted 2 hospital 2dae. kidney stones. hhe kinda has recurring pains. but he can still laugh, which rules. my dad rawks. proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;gd news: he's got a hot nurse. unfortunately, she's not the one dat shoves cameras in his ass, so.. too bd. but relli cute nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it kinda felt cool and weird at the same time at ttsh cos since my dad was lying in bed, i was surround by 3 women of differing generations. my granmum, my mum, and my sis. i'm not sure how it felt, wheter gd or bad, just felt weird. dat's my umbrella term now fer everything which i can't assign a specific adjective to. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad had 2 get a painkiller jab just as we were leaving. convo time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nurse: we're going to administer an injection now, mr chia.&lt;br /&gt;Dad: where? through here right? [referring to his drip tube]&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: no sir, i your right arm. turn it to face me please.&lt;br /&gt;Dad: aww...shit. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;damn funny. one of those "had to be there" moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out jie has a fear of needles and blood like dad. apparently, she fainted upon the sight of blood in ttsh oso abt a yr back. she supposedly came in to visit a frend, saw a neighbouring patient in pain and anguish, bleeding, she excused herself, and fainted onto a food tray and broke her specs. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moreover, i found out hospitals dn't have cold water. or warm water for that matter. they only have boiling hot water. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched death note this afternoon. managed 2 get the cd frm nick. it's pretty cool. i guess i kinda underestimated it, considering i nvr read the manga. can't wait fer the last name anymore.... i wanna watch it with someone!!!! book me now!!!! 28th dec!!!! hurry hurry! limited stock! i'll only watch it 17 times! pre-order ur movie companion, a.k.a me NOW! haha. ok, craziness spasm. just ate mcwing EVM upsized with bbq sauce. YUM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-3044605550024606048?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/3044605550024606048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=3044605550024606048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/3044605550024606048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/3044605550024606048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/12/ward-21.html' title='Ward 21'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-6483707846968206690</id><published>2006-12-07T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T20:18:22.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;I'm looking at you through the glass&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how much time has passed&lt;br /&gt;And all I know is that it feels like forever&lt;br /&gt;When no one ever tells you that forever&lt;br /&gt;Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's the stars&lt;br /&gt;The stars that shine for you&lt;br /&gt;And it's the stars&lt;br /&gt;The stars that lie to you  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-6483707846968206690?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/6483707846968206690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=6483707846968206690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/6483707846968206690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/6483707846968206690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-looking-at-you-through-glass-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-9054372389305349696</id><published>2006-12-07T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T20:10:03.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAND SALE! HANSEN GOING FOR THE LOW, LOW PRICE OF A LITTLE UNDERSTANDING.</title><content type='html'>wah sian. hah. i noe i dun usually start off posts on a negative note, but well, maybe it's just the sulphur talking. i swear, i'm getting stoned on sulphur. my eyelids feel heavy, my head hurts and smoke is emanating frm my mouth. i'm gonna start coming up with tricks which i can use on the streets. i desperately need ideas. pm me if u have any. so far, the best effect i have would be 2 make a card appear on a window by breathing smoke on it. yea. i'm using the smoke thing 2 the best of it's ability. damn freaking versatile. quite cool leh, like danny phantom when dere's a ghost nearby, smoke comes out of his mouth. yay! KAWAII!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*due to sulphur brain poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mood swing* kao-eh. chase girl until damn difficult sia. haha. but i guess progress can be said 2 be made lah. although i'm a little worried about certain brain-washing mofos. some ppl like this fucker who's been the one getting me ostracized fer so damn long is relli pissing me off lah. although, i can say i'm quite glad 2 be rid of him lah. if not fer brandon bringing it up 2 me, i wouldn't have realised, and he could end up fucking my life up real bad lah. this is when the regret sets in. if i had studied a little more fer PSLE, i might not need 2 travel so far everyday just 2 go 2 sch, and imight have been able 2 study closer 2 home, and go 2 my second home, the SSC everyday after sch. looking at right now, brandon was right. u can't trust anybody. i altered that perception. i trusted noone except for the ones i love. he was right, i was wrong. some friends are fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess there is/are some(one) who are still playing darts with my spine. i was always foolishly thinking dat only nice guys gets backstabbed. so i assumed i was pretty safe. turns out i'm nicer than i thought. i've been told dat i'm a water-test guy. u gotta noe me 2 like me. if u ppl who have gotten 2 noe me during my pre-15-yrs-old tiem period, i deeply apologise fer being an ass-munch. i've changed, believe it or not. but still, if u wanna say dat i'm ostracized or wadeva fuck, go ahead. i will find out. and i will kick ur sry ass. and if u're unwillingly 2 get 2 noe me, dun dare say i'm unsociable or unfriendly. i reciprocate feelings. if u wanna noe me, i'll make sure u wun regret trying. now, i guess it can be said dat i'm advertising myself. and to a certain extent, i am. it's time fer u ppl 2 realise dat outside opinions are nvr right. note. i said nvr. if u listen to these opinion, u'll definitely be losing a friend. nvr judge a person b4 getting 2 noe him/her. i can be friends with total strangers. dun tell me u can't do the same with someone whose name u noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun be a fucker.be friendly. do water tests. not all waters are volatile. dun be outta control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-9054372389305349696?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/9054372389305349696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=9054372389305349696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/9054372389305349696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/9054372389305349696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/12/grand-sale-hasen-going-for-low-low.html' title='GRAND SALE! HANSEN GOING FOR THE LOW, LOW PRICE OF A LITTLE UNDERSTANDING.'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116541582654604749</id><published>2006-12-06T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T06:44:29.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>went streeting...</title><content type='html'>with brandon and zul 2day. it was kinda weird. ok, understatement. very weird. i dun care abt revealing brandon's name anymore, considering we're pretty much exposed anyway to certain ppl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back 2 streeting. got a call frm zul at like, 12, and i kinda misinterpreted dat he was at bugis. so i got changed and prepped up, and rushed down 2 bugis. now, as a worthy mention, as i was on the escalator going down 2 the platform, the first thing i saw was a couple no older than myself. first thing i saw was the guy just grab his gf and give her a kiss. not the normal, lovey-dovey peck. i'm talking about a relli in-depth kiss. as in those kind u see in movies. it kinda got me thinking. about what, i shall not reveal. or rather about who, i shall not reveal. anyway, made my way down 2 bugis. on the train when i decided 2 give zul a call 2 see where he was for ease of location. OMFG! HE WAS STILL IN DOVER! zul... grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided 2 eat first. fer the love of god, dun bother buying the "ultimate chicken meal" it's not ultimate at all. it's a single, i repeat, SINGLE piece of chicken, which has been handpicked 2 be smaller than ur hand, and a colonel burger, which was ok, i guess. and a box of popcorn chicken which is about half the size of my chihuahua. i tell u, it's fucked up. i could actually count the pieces of popcorn chicken they gave me. it's gayly small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally met up with zul and we porceeded 2 burger king where i taught him indecent and super jumping gemini. have fun, bro. brandon came along after zul's whopper after scouring half the place looking fer us. i dunno how he could get lost in burger king. it's weird. first weird thing of the day. haha. so anyway, after some chatting, brandon looks outside the window 2 find, waddaya noe? 2 JAP GIRLS! amazing. he was debating wheter or not 2 perform fer them. lol. convo time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Brandon: eh. should i go and perform for them ornot?&lt;br /&gt;Me: up to u, bro. u want u go lah.&lt;br /&gt;Brandon: eh, dowan lah. scully dey're not jap, dey're singaporean how?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Man, dere's no diff. just go and do a trick on them lah.&lt;br /&gt;[Brandon debates with himself what he wants to do]&lt;br /&gt;[Brandon finally performs]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point, weird thing number 2 happens. brandon, the opportunist, reaches over onto the girl's skirt, to the area between her legs, and promptly picks up his pen. frm zul's and my point of view, it looked extremely violating and wrong. the weird thing was dat she didn't seem to mind. here's when i pose this question 2 all ladies reading this: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If a big, burly guy dressed in a basketball jersey and in shades were 2 reach over in between ur legs, would u be freaked out? answer on the tagboard plz. thx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, he came back, started declaring his love for Japan and went out 2 do another trick. this time, there were a lot more girls around, apparently part of a tour group. anyway, he performed an extremely visual trick which made the whole lot of them scream. zul and i collapsed against the wall in laughter and everyone else turned 2 look at the crowd around brandon. after he furiously exchanged numbers with them, and a few email addresses, he came back, and once more, started declaring his love for japanese ppl. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next weird thing was when we were in between performances, brandon would sing and touch zul at unorthodox areas of the latter's body. i was creeped out, but thankful that i wasn't in zul's position. haha. ok, anyway, dat's about it. i had 2 go back home after dat, so. nth much. yea. peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S i just saw vanessa hudgen's vid fer her song, come back to me. for those of u hu are hormoneless, *cough*shunjie*cough* she sang alongside zac effron for breaking free, number 1 song on high school musical. if u dunno wad high school musical is, get the f*** off the planet. u dun belong here. as i was saying, SHE DROP-DEAD GORGEOUS! she's a motion person though, the kinda person that looks good on video and in person, when she's moving, but duzzent look good in still photos. like me! but dere are certain ppl who look gr8 both in stills and on video, and in person, like jade seah and fiona xie. (: i'm gonna go bask in thei combined gorgeousness now. /wave&lt;br /&gt;-pleasure of deception&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116541582654604749?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116541582654604749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116541582654604749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116541582654604749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116541582654604749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/12/went-streeting.html' title='went streeting...'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116539688109373002</id><published>2006-12-06T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T01:21:21.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quiz time&lt;br /&gt;1. grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18 and find line four:&lt;br /&gt;"you have disobeyed a direct order!"-warcraft:war of the ancients trilogy-The sundering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. stretch your left arm out as far as you can. what do you feel?&lt;br /&gt;magician's mat. sitting comfortably on my scanner. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;Phua Chu Kang last night. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. without looking, guess what time it is? the actual time?&lt;br /&gt;5.15pm? haha. close. 5.11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. what can you hear with exception of the computer?&lt;br /&gt;"perfect" by simple plan on 987fm. i thought they played new songs... hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. when did you last step outside? what were you doing?&lt;br /&gt;today. afternoon. went streeting with brandon and zul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. what did you look at before you started this survey?&lt;br /&gt;my com, trying 2 make evything work well with my new broadband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;pants. and nth else. just pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;i dun rmb if i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;br /&gt;just now in burger king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. what is on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;br /&gt;paint and posters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. seen anything weird lately?&lt;br /&gt;hell yea! brandon the opportunist promptly reached onto a girl's skirt and picked up his pen frm between her legs. haha. more on that ltr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 what do you think of this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;i think it's fun. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. what is the last film you saw?&lt;br /&gt;casino royale. it's relli gd. best bond movie ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. becoming a multi-millionaire overnight,what would you buy?&lt;br /&gt;a hell lot of magic supplies, and a new kennel for winky. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. tell me something about you that I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sensitive and loyal friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. what is one thing you would change about the world?&lt;br /&gt;people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. do you like to dance?&lt;br /&gt;not as much as i'd like. i'm more of a singer than a dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. George W Bush... american?&lt;br /&gt;nope. idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.if your first child is a boy,what do you call him?&lt;br /&gt;Jacen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. If your first child is a girl, what do you call her?&lt;br /&gt;Jaina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. have you ever considered living abroad?&lt;br /&gt;maybe in the suburbs of the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. what do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;br /&gt;Hansen. we need u on the battlefield! then he hands me a large holysword with superb demon-vanquishing power!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. 20 people who must do this in their journal or blog.&lt;br /&gt;everyone who sees this is bound by obligation to do it! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116539688109373002?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116539688109373002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116539688109373002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116539688109373002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116539688109373002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/12/quiz-time-1.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116507672445574976</id><published>2006-12-02T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T09:00:12.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tribute 2 the seniors</title><content type='html'>contrary 2 the title of the post, i'm not gonna be saying a tearful farewell 2 the sec 4s. instead, after spending the whole day with zul at the club, i've noticed dat i get along very well with ppl older than me leh. den i've been looking back at the seniors who have helped me out and whom i love so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaren, now in army, used 2 man the cyber cafe, b4 it was downgraded 2 a cubicle. haha. had so much fun talking abt dota and playing pranks. too bad we chickened out on dat one we planned fer jun. haha. wah lau, jaren. go army den must come back and work summore leh. rmb all the times we had watching jap comedies on youtube and be humping air fer no apparent reason. seemed so damn long ago sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben, whom i met briefly at the pasar malam visting a stand fer magic. hey man, thx a real ginormous bunch fer supporting me so much in my magical journey, supplying me with help frm DG and intro-ing me 2 magic hall. of not fer ur help, i may still be a trainee magician sia. not even a rookie. thx a lot bro also fer shocking the shit out of me, literally, with ur electric touch. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naddy dearest who was mostly responsible fer helping me throughout my exam period. if not fer u, i dunno how many times i would've broken down sia, just even during my prep period. also taking the trouble 2 log in 2 msn at inconvenient times just 2 talk 2 me. relli one of the most dedicated frends i'll ever have the pleasure of noeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taufiq, u weird-ass MF. haha. rmb the first time i met u, i didn't noe ur damn name, so i had 2 spend a whole 2 hours calling u "winky". lol. u relli made the perfect guinea pig 2 test out my tricks on. even though dey all garnered the same or rather, similar response of "eh! how u do? asshole lah! eh! wtf?! asshole lah!"it was still damn fun 2 perform fer u. too bad i missed out dat day with the firecrackers. dammit. but even though i constantly make fun of u, i quite appreciate ur company, bro. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eudora, whom i had the pleasure of meeting at jon''s roadshow, immediately frm the first time u hit me, i knew we'd be gr8 frends. oso we had so much in common in terms of attitude and rate of speech. haha. but having u go through the trouble of coming down 2 plaza sing and watching em do weird-ass magic 2 freak u out was relli a gr8 gesture. i relli appreaciate u giving me all the advice on everything and anything, especially personal matters which were difficult 2 bring up. thx fer bein dere fer me when i needed it. i'll miss ur *huggles* when u're in virginia. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daryl, u ah, the first time i met u when u took over frm taufiq, show u stranger card u oso like damn sian liddat. wth. den come back when u perked up and totally freaked u out. i love the fact dat all ur reactions practically the same ol' "ok... wth." haha. nvr change sia u. now u got everyone in the club playing rappelz. haha. too bad i can't make it 2 the club as often as i'd like 2 on weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hafizul, the newest magician under my wing. a very ruffled and screwed up wing, but a wing nonetheless. i relli found an amazing frend in u lah. the way i first came in expecting 2 see taufiq sitting behind that desk, only 2 see u in ur red coco shirt and big-ass sennheisers, and decided i'd water-test u. turns out u were damn reactive and would laugh at almost everything, especially the lack of hanming's knowledge of the nature of pubes.LOL. but i relli gotta thank u fer bein' a bro, bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dere's one more guy whom i have a ton 2 talk about, but i gotta keep his identity a secret for fear of our friendship being known 2 unworthy, backstabbing individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 2 all u kor-kors and jie-jies who've been mentioned above, i relli love u guys. i'm not sure y i get along so well with so many of u, even though dere's an age gap, but it truly rawks. it's u guys dat put me at the peak of my game. thx fer bein' dere. (: once again, i love u guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116507672445574976?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116507672445574976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116507672445574976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116507672445574976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116507672445574976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/12/tribute-2-seniors.html' title='tribute 2 the seniors'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116497896008888436</id><published>2006-12-01T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T05:16:19.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>noe me. and try 2 understnad.</title><content type='html'>i was just told dat i'm a very enigmatic person. some ppl say it's due 2 my looks, and my appearance. (for those of u hu dunno, my standard dressing is a hoody and cargoes). well, i took a few surveys, so u guys can understand me a little better:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Level is: 77%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howpowerfulareyouquiz/power-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a very powerful person, and you know that all of your power comes from within.&lt;br /&gt;Keep on doing what you're doing, and you'll reach your goals.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howpowerfulareyouquiz/"&gt;How Powerful Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Body Image is 8% Unhealthy, 92% Healthy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsyourbodyimagequiz/bodyimage-1.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a great body image. You know that no one looks perfect, and you're happy the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;Also, you don't judge other people on their looks... and it helps them feel better about their own bodies!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsyourbodyimagequiz/"&gt;How's Your Body Image?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 46% Evil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/evil-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are evil, but you haven't yet mastered the dark side.&lt;br /&gt;Fear not though - you are on your way to world domination.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/"&gt;How Evil Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Strength&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/strength.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You represent both fiery energy and steadfast will.&lt;br /&gt;You are innocent and naive - yet unafraid and undaunted.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you don't have the most powerful physical strength...&lt;br /&gt;But your mental powers make up for any amount of muscle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fortune: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, you have been a pillar of ethics and moral strength.&lt;br /&gt;And while things may be difficult, your faith in yourself will come through.&lt;br /&gt;You may need to conquer the animalistic nature of yourself or others, with gentle force.&lt;br /&gt;Although this may seem like the darkest hour for you, victory is near.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/"&gt;What Tarot Card Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Elektra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsuperheroareyouquiz/elektra.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's really no superhero with more style than you.&lt;br /&gt;Because who could beat being sexy assasin ninja?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsuperheroareyouquiz/"&gt;What Superhero Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Variable Love Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/love.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Propensity for Monogamy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your propensity for monogamy is medium.&lt;br /&gt;In general, you prefer to have only one love interest.&lt;br /&gt;But it's hard for you to stay devoted for too long!&lt;br /&gt;There's too much eye candy to keep you from wandering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience Level:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your experience level is medium.&lt;br /&gt;You probably have had a couple significant loves.&lt;br /&gt;And you may have even had your heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;But you haven't really dated a wide variety of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominance is low.&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't mean you're a doormat, just balanced.&lt;br /&gt;You know a relationship is not about getting your way.&lt;br /&gt;And you love to give your sweetie a lot of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynicism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cynicism is low.&lt;br /&gt;You are an eternal optimist when it comes to love and romance.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times you've been hurt - you're never bitter.&lt;br /&gt;You believe in one true love, your perfect soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;And if you haven't found true love yet, you know you will soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your independence is low.&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't mean you're dependent in relationships..&lt;br /&gt;It does mean that you don't have any problem sharing your life.&lt;br /&gt;In your opinion, the best part of being in love is being together.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/"&gt;The Five Variable Love Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idealist (NF)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a passionate, caring, and unique person.&lt;br /&gt;You are good at expressing yourself and sharing your ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the most compassionate of all types and connect with others easily.&lt;br /&gt;Your heart tends to rule you. You can't make decisions without considering feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seek out other empathetic people to befriend.&lt;br /&gt;Truth and authenticity matters in your friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you give everything you have to relationships. You fall in love easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you crave personal expression and meaning in your career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With others, you communicate well. You can spend all night talking with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as your looks go, you've likely taken the time to develop your own personal style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On weekends, you like to be with others. Charity work is also a favorite pastime of yours.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/threequestionpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Three Question Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DBD7D2" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your EQ is 160&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ECEAE6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/emotions.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!&lt;br /&gt;51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.&lt;br /&gt;91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.&lt;br /&gt;111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.&lt;br /&gt;131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/"&gt;What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&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/20223466-116497896008888436?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116497896008888436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116497896008888436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116497896008888436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116497896008888436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/12/noe-me-and-try-2-understnad.html' title='noe me. and try 2 understnad.'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116489835307287336</id><published>2006-11-30T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T06:52:33.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;wah sian. Morning, juffrino "eh. dun disturb me lah. i want to sleep. headache damn pain sia" latiff blasted welcome to the black parade damn loud 2 wake us all up. "we'll carry on" my ass man.&lt;br /&gt;quite uneventful day actually. went streeting fer most of the day. i guess i had a lot of fun asking ppl wad dey're names were, then not caring. like fer guys, i'd call them bobby, and for girl's i'd just call them sally. damn fun. i got like, a lot of weird stares and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back 2 the chalet and found out dat the teachers wern't coming, and we had like, tons of food. hans and i had tons of fun burning various insects. we eventually used my spray glue 2 spell 2C and let it burn. it was damn cool-looking. too bad no pic. at least not as far as i noe lah. helped jieyu 2 make some water bombs oso. den i started thinking 2 myself: "oh shit. i better not be around when these start flying." hence, i went 2 costa sands and decided 2 pay biqi a short visit and perform a few tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear, it's a damn long walk 2 block L. and moreover, it was damn freaking hot cos of all the bbq pits, but i was obliged 2 wear my performance jacket. personally, she's cuter than i expected. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over dere and did spontaneous combustion, using their bbq pit. basically, i let them pick a card, take out a new deck, borrowed a pair of tongs frm thaddeus and bbqed the new sealed deck over the fire, and their card ended up half burnt in a new deck. i was quite satisfied with the way the ashes just came fluttering out of the deck when i opened it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gnui met his pri sch frend eugene there. i must say, this eugene fella is a very interesting individual. he wanted 2 show me a magic trick, where he can squeeze my balls, and dey will shrink. when i offered him the opportunity, his fell off and started backing away frm me. very bizarre. if u can do something, u should. den i learned dat june lost her wallet. poor girl. but at least nth too valuable was lost. money will return eventually. convo time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: Eugene, if i wave my hand and pull june's wallet out of my bag, wad would dat mean?&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: it means dat u r a damn gd magician.&lt;br /&gt;Me: No. it means i'm a thief lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think if everyone were as mentally-challenged as eugene, i can get away with everything liao. all i gotta do is say it's a trick. so if i dun like someone, i can saw him in half and say i failed the trick. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did indecent, and put the card which said "gary is gay" into a sealed ziploc bear. naturally, my  new best friend eugene wrote that. i've nvr had a situation where ppl were unwilling 2 squeeze my wrist for stigmata. nvr at all. dey said it made them feel gay. i dun tink it's anything wrong. fer some reason, girls are more willing 2 do it than guys. strange. and jonathan was pretty slow in the uptake. i told him dun think of ace of spades, he purposely think of ace of spades. and i didn't noe until it appeared bright red on my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have met a lot of ppl, who, when i'm doing 2 card monte look under the cards, or squat down, or something liddat. but i've nvr met someone like eugene who take handphone and take picture one. nvr met b4. damn unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally, i think jerome is damn attitude. he came about halfway, or near the end of my performance. den gary started giving him a run through of my dark card trick, where i turn a white-backed signed card into a blue one. den jerome approach me, den when i confirmed the trick, he said "aiyah. either stranger card or dark card only wad. wad's the big deal sia."&lt;br /&gt;i tell u, at that point, i got damn fucking pissed note the absence of censorship. i got damn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fucking &lt;/span&gt;pissed. the worse thing was dat he looked at my indecent, den he said: "u did this trick ah. heh. i dun like this trick" dun like dun like lah. dat's my specialty trick leh. i got damn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fucking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pissed. but as a seasoned performer, i kept my cool. i nvr lose my temper with spectators. shows dat i'm more mature. i wanted 2 do a magician's fool trick on this prick. but he refused, so gary had 2 do it. gary totally handled the cards, i gave him choices on wheter he wanted 2 place any more cards in any of the three piles. i let him shuffle everything. totally in spectator's hands. when i threw the cards straight out at him(sorry, gary), and kept one card in hand, jerome dio stun. dat was the highlight of my day. i guess i got more pissed at np ppl. proves dat dey got attitude. but i felt kinda bad dat i had 2 release my anger on gary. he's quite a nice guy lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, i wish i had a bigger audience though. too bad june lost her wallet at that time, so most of the class went 2 help her find it. at least she has very loyal friends. and dat's always better. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously have 2 blog more. even joakim blogs more often than me. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116489835307287336?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116489835307287336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116489835307287336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116489835307287336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116489835307287336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/11/day-2-wah-sian.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116478452299418312</id><published>2006-11-28T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T06:11:45.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*yawn* yoz. i'm back frm chalet. yea. i left, came back den blog. well, gotta make this uber-long 2 make up fer the previous absence of posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;spent the whole day with my bro, going around bugis dat side, performing. i performed to this ang moh guy in the lobby of raffles hospital, and i shocked him quite a bit when i made a fully printed queen of hearts fade into a blank card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went on 2 meet dad cos he was sending me 2 aranda fer chalet. den i met gnui dere hu scouted the room and found it completely empty. sian. had 2 wait. so i performed a few tricks fer him. when the rest of them arrived, it started livening up cos jieyu had the key 2 the room. it was quite cool 2 see jerald and david again. missed them after a year. got to the room which was on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first floor&lt;/span&gt; thank goodness. but the key didn't work. we tried fer a while 2 get the damn thing 2 open, but 2 no avail. i like that. to no avail. sounds cool. suddenly, the doo opened and all of us startedcheering. somehow, jon appeared on the other side of the door. smartass climbed through the window. damn gd sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the rest of the day walking around with gnui. played ghost recon in x-square. surprisingly, dey didn't have any halo games at all. cheapskates. we wanted 2 go down 2 costa sands, butwe decided the $1 entry fee was too much. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back 2 the chalet, and encountered a cockroach. i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; so happened 2 have a lighter on me, and jieyu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; so happend to have a bottle of deoderant. and when put tgt, it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just so happened &lt;/span&gt;to form a flamethrower! thankfully, i was given the pleasure of setting the poor radiation-proof creature aflame. i think it sat there for a gd whole night before totally decomposing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116478452299418312?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116478452299418312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116478452299418312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116478452299418312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116478452299418312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/11/yawn-yoz.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116392476595319682</id><published>2006-11-19T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T00:26:05.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saturdays are more boring than mondays up until the evenings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went 2 the club at night after dinner at the stadium. kinda weird considering i usually go dere FER dinner. so went down and wanted 2 show taufik a few new tricks, currently in secret, only known to a few ppl like ash, and harry and ben, plus some other misc. dudes and dudettes i perform 2 on the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went up 2 the cyber cafe, and was quite surprised 2 find actually enter, and see this small, little, i-can-step-on-your-face-cos-u-play-10-hours-a-day-here-everyday guy ryan, run up 2 me and tell me han ming's been looking fer me. gave him the "right... ok. can i take another step now?" kinda look and was surprised 2 actuall see han ming getting owned in dota. (can't farm with razor. wtf?) he blamed the mouse. anyway, there was no sign of taufik wearing his "new york" hoody and jeans sitting behind the desk. instead, there was this skinny puffy-haired dude with sennheisers bigger than my pinky around his neck, wearing a coco shirt and doing paperwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;han ming took the liberty of not introducing me, so i did it meself. he was hafezul. my latest victim a.k.a spectator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out he's my ideal audience. performed a two-card monte with my new presentation, hn ming was laughing like a bitch after zul turned over wad he tot was two kings 2 find 2 aces in their place. convo went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ok, zul, if i just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pinch&lt;/span&gt; the cards like this *pinches cards* and they change places, would dat be impressive?&lt;br /&gt;zul: yea, quite.&lt;br /&gt;Me: what if i wave my hand over the cards, *waves hand* and dey change places, would dat be better? more impressive?&lt;br /&gt;Zul: yea, yea. it would.&lt;br /&gt;Me: what if i dun touch dem at all-&lt;br /&gt;Hanming: den dat's the best right? ask retarded question, sia u! bloody cock.&lt;br /&gt;Me: right. well, here's the move. i'm wun touch it. watch me not touch it.&lt;br /&gt;*not touching cards*&lt;br /&gt;Me: turn 'em over.&lt;br /&gt;Zul: WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;HANMING: *laughs like rabid dog-bitch-cat-gay*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went on to perform a few more tricks. i was halfway through carbon paper when han ming's mum came into the cafe 2 beckon her son home. she gave me a fright, and, on impulse, i got my gollum voice, and i was like:" HI AUNTIE!!! *breathes heavily* u are hanming's mum ah? *breathes heavily* hi!!!" DAMN WEIRD. she had like this O.O expression on her face, damn hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;performed carbon paper, got a kick-ass reaction. insane trick that one. andway, went on to secret trick 2. and even through the barrier, at the revelation of the card, zul's sole reaction, was "FUCK!" and i was just laughing my ass off. did secret trick number one, he kept it as a souvenier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much happend after that, although, han ming did come back, and we found out that he had no idea wad pubes were. zul and i had used pubes as a recurring joke the whole day, and hanming was completely oblivious. our single statement throughout the day, betw. me and zul was that, "maple is for girls and boys with no pubes." so gr8 guy lah zul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanming's mum came 2 drag him out, i freaked her out again with gollum's voice and as she was leaving, beckoned her 2 teach hanming what pubes were. threw zul into this laughing fit. fer those of u who have no godly idea what pubes are, google it. it's how i learned the true meaning of jaguleps. (: until then, oliver and i are having a duel at aranda country club on the 28th i believe. it's actually just a combined magic show. so if anyone wants 2 come on down and watch, feel free 2 leave a tag or gimme a call, and we'll see what we can do. special invitations may be issued 2 priveleged individuals. i will ve performing many of my "secret tricks" which i mention here such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********, ****, and also *****, if my resources allow. until next time, cya ltr. peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116392476595319682?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116392476595319682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116392476595319682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116392476595319682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116392476595319682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/11/saturdays-are-more-boring-than-mondays.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116365565949106803</id><published>2006-11-15T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T21:40:59.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*yawn* it's onli 1.30 in the afternoon, and it feels like 1.30 in the morning. i swear, i'm becoming nocturnal. the only things keeping me even semi-conscious are coke and lemon puffs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,chalet draws nearer and i recently scrapped all my previous plans fer my routine. it ocured to me that they were unimpactful, complicated to link and extremely boring. hence, i went in search of a seperate source for magical prowess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i wandered through the trees of holifuk forest, i came upon a magnificent demon. he bestowed upon me numerous cards. he said their usage would bring me great knowledge and, hence, power. and power brings chicks! so, i activated the cards and was stunned to find, a hell lot of stuff i could use to perk up my performance. so, i hope i'll blow my audience away, and give 'em a good show. short post, but hell, i gotta pratice. sry. i'll test it out on a few deserving individuals come end of the week. (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116365565949106803?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116365565949106803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116365565949106803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116365565949106803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116365565949106803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/11/yawn-its-onli-1.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116304674732881795</id><published>2006-11-08T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T20:32:27.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH. i haven't been blogging. my life is empty. anyway, i've been pretty bz lately. i've put in an order fer a few new decks and a set of dog tags frm ellusionist which look absolutely gorgeous. it's been quite uneventful lately. i'm afraid 2 go out of the house cos den i'll spend money like a freak. i've gotta save 2 pay off OC and fer my orders. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i've got a show coming up, my first routined and proper show at the 2C '05 chalet come 27th to 29th.  anyone who  might, fer some weird inexplicable reason might wanna come will have 2 pm me. haha. but yea, u guys can come, if u ask. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oliver calls it a "magic duel". turns out there's a machine that throws fireballs. costs $100. i may consider. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a very short post, but i gotta routine my show. but here's a survey just 2 add lenght&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 random facts about me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 magician&lt;br /&gt;#2 insane&lt;br /&gt;#3 loyal (yes. it's true)&lt;br /&gt;#4 older sis.&lt;br /&gt;#5 i'm an uncle.&lt;br /&gt;#6 i'm broke. haha.&lt;br /&gt;#7 180cm. can't beat that shit. haha.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things that scares me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o1. death&lt;br /&gt;o2. loneliness&lt;br /&gt;o3. joseph&lt;br /&gt;o4. failure&lt;br /&gt;o5. unacceptence&lt;br /&gt;o6. being caled for something and wasting time.&lt;br /&gt;o7. being called gay. fer some reason, i find that very offensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 people/things I fancy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one\ Handphone&lt;br /&gt;two\ Wallet&lt;br /&gt;three\ Com&lt;br /&gt;four\ Cam&lt;br /&gt;five\ My Neeon&lt;br /&gt;six\ Friends&lt;br /&gt;seven\ Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 things I say the most &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;1 Apa?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;2 Uh-huh&lt;br /&gt;&amp;3 Right.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;4 What?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;5 Fucking-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;6 Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;7 Orh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 things i like the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1; My magic&lt;br /&gt;2; Friends&lt;br /&gt;3; Music.&lt;br /&gt;4; Reading&lt;br /&gt;5; Playing Games&lt;br /&gt;6; Performing&lt;br /&gt;7; Acting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 people to do this &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiamin&lt;br /&gt;Biqi&lt;br /&gt;Joakim&lt;br /&gt;Naddy&lt;br /&gt;Ian&lt;br /&gt;OC&lt;br /&gt;Smurf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116304674732881795?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116304674732881795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116304674732881795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116304674732881795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116304674732881795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/11/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116273684510445871</id><published>2006-11-05T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T06:27:25.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="border: 0px none ; width: 100%;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;what is in the back seat of your car right now?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;i dun own a car. dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;does anyone have any blackmail on you?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;not that i noe of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;is there anythong pink within 10 ft. of you?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;yes. a ruler. i dun even noe y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;are you wearing socks right now?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;no.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;what was the last thing you had to drink?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;coke&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;have you bought any clothing items in the last week?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;no. wait. is ordering dog tags counted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;when is the last time you ran?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;ytd.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;last persons house you were in?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;ash's house i think. no wait. nick's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;who is the last person you sent a message to on myspace?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;i dun use myspace. myspace is gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;do you have a tan?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;yes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;how many times were you Student of the Month in elementary school?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;no such thing in my sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;how old do you want to be when you have kids?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;24&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;how you ever drank your can soda from a straw?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;nope. i find that offensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;what are your siblings middle names?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;dey dun have any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;where is your dad right now?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;outside in the living room watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;what was the last thing you said?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;oh. fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;where is your mom right now?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;in the bedroom watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;what color is your watch?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;blue.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;what do you think of when you think of Australia?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;mytes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;do you go in at a fast food place or just hit the drive-thru?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;place.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;do you have a roommate?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;no.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;do you have any bad habits?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;yes. but i dun noe wad dey are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;do you know anyone name Lori?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;no...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;what color is your moms hair?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;black.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;what happened to you in 1993?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;i cried. a lot. i was 2. waddaya expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;does your first memory involve your dad?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;nope. at least i dun think so. wait, is that counted as a memory if i dun rmb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;do you remember singing any songs as kids?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;yes. eamon's fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;when was the last time you went swimming?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;a few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;has your luggage ever gotten lost?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;nope.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;biggest annoyance in your life right this minute - besides this survey?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;none, relli...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;have you ever thought it would be cool to smash a guitar?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;nope. i like my stuff to stay intact and dislodged from my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;do you like watching a bonfire?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;i think it's captivating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;are you allergic to anything?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;onions.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;what is one thing you miss about your past?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;popularity. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;do you ever get flu shots?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;yes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;favorite shoes that you wear all the time?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;my pieros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;what is one thing you've learned about life recently?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;it sux ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;are you jealous of anyone?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;nope.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;is anyone jealous of you?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;if you were a crayon, what colour would you be?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;nvr tot of that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;what does the room you're in look like?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;a bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;what is the weirdest thing about your parents?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;dey have no idea wad i talk about at any point in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;how many keys are on your keychain?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;2.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;have you ever pranked call 911?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;nope. it's lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;have you ever been walked in on while you were naked?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;yes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;have you ever set a marshmallow on fire?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;hell yes. and damn it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;have you ever thrown up on an airplane?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;nope.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;have you ever made a snow angel?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;nope.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;have you ever burnt yourself?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;yes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;which do you dislike most: pop-up ads or spam email?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;pop-ups. definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;rock, paper or scissors?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;guns.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;same topping on your vanilla ice cream forever, what is it?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;marshmallows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;if you had to choose one, which would you give up: tv or internet?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;tv.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;what kind of lunchbox did you have as a kid?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;i didn't have a lunchbox, relli....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;what would you rather have: a housekeeper, a cook or a chauffeur?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;a housekeeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;what was one of your stuffed animals' names as a kid?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;tokka.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;what's the last thing you bought?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;a deck of cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;last thing you got in the mail?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;nvr check my snail mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;do you use an umbrella?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(243, 250, 254); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;table style="border: 0px none ; width: 100%;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116273684510445871?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116273684510445871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116273684510445871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116273684510445871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116273684510445871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-is-in-back-seat-of-your-car-right.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116256688690051979</id><published>2006-11-03T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T07:14:47.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys! i've been blogging little. i noe. i'm a bz guy. sry. i've been put on a 9-5 revision schedule fer the whole weekday thing. andit's holding up pretty well i guess... didn't do too well fer EOYs u see. but no matter. it'll do me good anyway, and it's pretty flexible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went 2 sch fer chem in the morning 2dae. i got dere atlike, 7.30, when it was suposed 2 start at 10, and i ended up waiting fer the rest fer so damn long lah. yono, juffri and danial came along after a while, and i performed coin through can, otherwise known as sinful. mixed reactions. i'll bump up my self-esteem by saying it's pretty gd fer a pilot performance. i only found out ltr dat danial thought it was cool. i'll get 2 dat ltr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem was fine i guess, we had fun watching markers fall through the gaps in the tables. i was damn scared dat chia would walk by and screw me fer wearing house pants 2 sch. so mdm farrah was kind enuff 2 let us exchange places earlier in the lissen 2 make us less chiapable.&lt;br /&gt;after chem, i performed 2 card monte on mdm farrah, and i think i did ok... although i swear she caught me doing something. misdirection is very important. gotta work on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went 2 parkway with ma'am after chem fer lunch. sadly, Ghosts Of Onyx hasn't arrived at MPH yet. i guess the warehouse gods are on oliver's side. otherwise i'd have like $20 less 2 pay him back. lol. tried 2 do sinful again during lunch, but mdm farrah so totally busted my moves. anti-climax. damn. :( butno matter. learning experience. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've ben going hardcore on magic the past few days. i've always had the feeling that my arsenal of tricks keeps dwindling. i dunno why. maybe it's a psycho thing. but recently, i've learnt how 2 do sinful, which is 2 basically make a solid coin permeate through a solid sealed can of coke, or sprite or lemon tea wadva. and DAMN is it gr8. i performed it fer taufik and jun seng 2dae, and after i went 2 wash my hands frm all the coke, and i came back, dey were still baffled. taufuk was still swearing, calling me a frend of the devil and seng was like "what the hell?" followed by a whole lot of "maybe he ..... or maybe he.... what if he...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinful is by far my best trick. i'm gonna work on that. ooh! if anyone has any ideas fer a trick called honesty, do tell. thx ppl! cya on the other side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116256688690051979?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116256688690051979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116256688690051979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116256688690051979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116256688690051979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-guys-ive-been-blogging-little.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116213125331465893</id><published>2006-10-29T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T06:14:13.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00ffff;"   &gt;1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;today, what was your first thought?&lt;br /&gt;- i need 2 buff up more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When is the next time you will have sex?&lt;br /&gt;- now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's a word that rhymes with "DUCK"?&lt;br /&gt;- fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite planet?&lt;br /&gt;- Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list&lt;br /&gt;on your mobile?&lt;br /&gt;- jia wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite ring on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;- none. it's on vibrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;- i dun wear a shirt at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What were you doing 20 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;- watchin' johnny english&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Name the brand of shoes you're currently&lt;br /&gt;wearing.&lt;br /&gt;- not wearing shoes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bright or Dark Room?&lt;br /&gt;- bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you think about the person who took&lt;br /&gt;this survey before you?&lt;br /&gt;- right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you're in a room with two beds, which one&lt;br /&gt;do you sleep on?&lt;br /&gt;- does it matt? i think wad matters is who u're sleeping with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;- i was on the come... doing something. i dun rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What did your last text message you received&lt;br /&gt;say?&lt;br /&gt;- Kenneth doesn;t know warp 1. either way i'll think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. How do you like your eggs?&lt;br /&gt;- fried egg white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's a word/phrase that you say a lot?&lt;br /&gt;- sonofabitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who told you he/she loved you last?&lt;br /&gt;- i'm gonna keep this quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Last furry thing you touched?&lt;br /&gt;- should i relli describe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How many drugs have you done in the last&lt;br /&gt;three&lt;br /&gt;days?&lt;br /&gt;- does caffiene count? cos if it does, den quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How many rolls of film do you need to get&lt;br /&gt;developed?&lt;br /&gt;- film? dat's like, so... old skul....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite age you have been so far?&lt;br /&gt;- 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your worst enemy?&lt;br /&gt;- Kevin. the dick. that walks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your current desktop picture?&lt;br /&gt;- Halo 3 logo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last thing you said to someone?&lt;br /&gt;- damn. i'm bored. i need a hug. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If you had to choose between a million bucks&lt;br /&gt;or to be able to fly?&lt;br /&gt;- i'd take the million buck. there's no air so high up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What do you want to be doing?&lt;br /&gt;- performing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. The last song you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't feel like dancing by scissors sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. If the last person you spoke to was getting&lt;br /&gt;shot at, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;- curse, swear and kill the muthafucker dat shot the dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. If you could punch 1 person in the face who's&lt;br /&gt;in your life right now, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- refer 2 worst enemy thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What is the closest item to your foot?&lt;br /&gt;- a chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116213125331465893?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116213125331465893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116213125331465893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116213125331465893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116213125331465893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/10/1.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116195649426398396</id><published>2006-10-27T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T09:34:17.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoz ppl! i'im at the club, AND BLOGGING!!!!!! haha. first time blogging in a foreign place. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a magical day 2day. went 2 meet lert, oliver and brandon at tampines mall 2dae. but we went on 2 changi airport to "perform". it became a very very very long teaching session. uneventful. no point mentioning. although i did laugh my bladder dry when brandon started singing in the MRT on the way back. lert and I were laughing at oliver getting tortured by Brandon's falsetto and bench-poppin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coma back home fer a half-hour, den left fer the club. wah sian. i could've just gone straight down 2 the club after performing. shit. wasted 45 cents. damn. nvm. i'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went straight 2 the cyber cafe 2 hang out with taufik. i've become quite fast frends with him. much sooner than i tot. i performed absolutely every trick frm my gaff deck fer assessment and reactivity tests. XD quite cool leh actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i performed a few tricks 2 kenneth. he's a little less hyper. but it wasn't relli stunned silence.&lt;br /&gt;it was more of inquisitiveness. which frightend the shit outta me. i was damn scared he wanted 2 bust my trick. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg... i'm dead tired. i need new tricks. plz leave a tag as 2 wad u wanna see in a card trick and i'll try my best 2 invent something fer it. thx!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116195649426398396?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116195649426398396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116195649426398396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116195649426398396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116195649426398396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/10/yoz-ppl-iim-at-club-and-blogging-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116177758197957388</id><published>2006-10-25T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T04:59:42.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DOMO!!!! WATASHINO...NOTO GAY!!!!!!HOOOOOO!!!!! basically, i'm really, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; bored. seriously. like an ass... BORED! i wonder if hair falls due to boredom. if it does, i'd be bald without a scalp. that's the bad kind. the kind where the skin which holds the hair falls off to. this goes out toall u people who have no grk-chrk-ing idea what the fuck a scalp is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME....&lt;br /&gt;TO....&lt;br /&gt;CONSIDER!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the skin that hold the hairon your head is a scalp, does that mean that if you have back hair, your back becomes a scalp? and if so... are your nether regions a scalp? hmm.... SCALPS!!!! and scabs. not to be confused. e.g the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ow. my scalp itches. I think it's exam stress.&lt;br /&gt;Cousin: Yea. I hate those. I have one my knee. I think it's gonna fall off soon, though...&lt;br /&gt;Me: O_O What?&lt;br /&gt;Cous: Yea. I got it on the football field downstairs after getting kicked by the Imran dude on the 10th floor.&lt;br /&gt;Me:He kicked you,&lt;br /&gt;Cous:Yea.&lt;br /&gt;Me: and you grew a scalp.&lt;br /&gt;Cous:Yea.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Damn. That's gotta suck.&lt;br /&gt;Cous:Not really. I can deal with it. how'd you get one from exam stress?&lt;br /&gt;Me: OH! You're gonna think &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; an idiot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch was fine today. i had no idea it was the 2nd last day of sch. I swear. NO CLUE AT ALL. proves how slow I am on the uptake, huh? but anyway, the Higher Mother Tongue guys were mostly taking our classrooms, so many of us had 2 relocate. Went into 3I classroom, had a migic session with Oliver, Brian, Thomas dropped by a coupl'a times. and jarod hang around, calling us dogs and trying 2 pester us into teaching him tricks. We either:&lt;br /&gt;a) ignored him.&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;b)gladly obliged to declining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magic ended and I went up 2 th project room on the 7th floor 2 watch the guys playing on ash's Xbox. Came in and saw Gnui owning. WITH MY PROFILE!!!! yay!!!! GUYWITHBALLZ PWNS MASTER CHIEF AND CAPKEEZ!! lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, i can't see a damn thing on the projector screen. greatly affected my game. I can't believe I couldn't see Obaje hiding in a corner. I nvr tot that his skin color applied in games.lol.&lt;br /&gt;ok, he's gonna hammer me. but I WAS RIGHT!!! HE'S A LYING NOOB!!!! "I got a 360 at home. i'm very pro in halo 2...MY ASS, BITCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, i'm looking 2 borrow ben's electric touch if i can fer fri. we'll be going around Singapore, performing tricks and stuff 2 shoot an instructional video fer aspiring magicians. hopefully all goes well, and we dun have 2 cancel it. (: well, i'm off 2 learn some tricks 2 gear up fer fri! peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116177758197957388?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116177758197957388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116177758197957388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116177758197957388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116177758197957388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/10/domo-watashino.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116152644877177146</id><published>2006-10-22T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T07:14:08.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, well, well... let's see... OH HI! weekend's almost over and it was kinda annoying. i swear i'm gonna stab the bitches over at the central library. i went over with a couple o' overdue books today and went over 2 pay my fine. "i'm sorry sir, we do not accept cash payments here. please top-up your ez-link card and pay us from there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;f&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THESE PPL ARE TELLING ME THAT THEY CAN BUILD MACHINES WHICH SCAN 3 DIFFERENT TYPES OF CARDS BUT CAN'T SUCK UP A PAPER NOTE???? DUMBASSES, HOOOOOOO!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ended up having 2 walk 2 the 7-11 across the street, top-up my card, pay a 20 cent service charge, go back 2 the library, open the door, enjoy the rush of cold-air for like, the better half of 10 seconds before the auntie behind me told me 2 move go back down there, and pay my eff-ing fine. i will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; stab you, customer service lady...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, wei ming set up a stall called magic dimension outside fulushou complex. wanted 2 drop by ytd, but couldn't cos i had a date with the chicken curry rice and mango chati at the club, so i dropped by 2dae. sadly, he wasn't dere. instead, i spoke with his colleagues spark and ben. i noe dey sound like the name of a pair of clowns at the mongolian circus. but it was cool meeting them. i bought 2 pairs of sponge balls frm ben fer 12 bucks with video. he recommended me a sponge &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;penis&lt;/span&gt; 2 put in my routine. i gave the "dude. are u gay?" look, and he still went on 2 tell me how 2 use it and shit.... but eventually, we drifted away from penis with pores. sparko recommended i use the sponge balls only on girls in order 2 get with the whole touchy-feely thing. sponge routines need rubbing...(: i dun mind, but not right now. gotta perfect it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back and played bfme2. can't wait fer the expansion, relli. played against 3 hard AI and won. without dramatic losses. first time. i'm getting better.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr... october sux. november's gonna own. hopefully 2 class chalets if er pei books one. not relli lookin' forward 2 2c chalet. i hate going there. i feel left out and unimportant. ): haha. ok. not dat emo... but i'm still contemplating wheter or not 2 go... be and glen prolly wun be dere, so i'm a little half-hearted. maybe i'll borrow ash's xbox while he's in the phillipines. maybe he can get a 360 while he's over there... i'm not sure if things are cheaper there, but fuck it. i'll keep deluding myself fer a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RISK tmr. i've gotta keep up the current condition of my military mind so dat we can own our opponents! yes... risk will be very interesting... very. *evil grin*(: but i gotta keep in shape, so... *signs off*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116152644877177146?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116152644877177146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116152644877177146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116152644877177146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116152644877177146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/10/well-well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116126405016673510</id><published>2006-10-19T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T06:20:50.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: Harry, I buy vine street from u fer 500. double the price.&lt;br /&gt;harry: No.&lt;br /&gt;Me: 500 and normal rent on my red sites regardless of houses etc as long as I hold Vine street.&lt;br /&gt;Harry:...K loh.&lt;br /&gt;ZiXi:NOOO!!!! I WANTED THAT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: too bad Zixi. I sell 2 u fer 700.&lt;br /&gt;Harry: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bloody fucking cold-blooded hong Kong Businessman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;well, today was fun i guess. abdul still absent, so a little sad i didn't get 2 see him this week. i miss playing with his hair. curly whirly fun... but still, louis brought his monopoly over 2 put in class. we had a cupboard full of games now. (: i discovered a very cunning business mind was actually lodged somewhere between my knowledge of halo and my liking for durians. finished the game with his properties and 4.5k! (: harry was quite pissed when i bought mayfair from han hao and sold it back 2 him with the promise of no rent on the unimproved red sites, only  to improve them all and void the deal. LOL! but i was pretty sad athaving 2 bankrupt andrew. he was nice. but he shou;dn't have refused 2 sell my regent street. }: Hence, 1.1K HOTEL RENT!!!!DIE!!!!! heehee! i think dat's all. cool!!! addicted 2 monopoly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116126405016673510?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116126405016673510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116126405016673510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116126405016673510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116126405016673510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/10/me-harry-i-buy-vine-street-from-u-fer.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116118187625848253</id><published>2006-10-18T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T07:31:16.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoz! alright, grades-wise, not as bad as I expected. passed everything, INCLUDING CHINESE!!!! but failed a-maths and chem. ss/geog and physics still not back yet. but haiz... at least i'm going 2 4E'07. (: my worst fears are over!!!!&lt;br /&gt;although, I wish i got better grades fer my narrative. apparently, the markers didn't think my ending was as brilliant as my friends thought. although i did receive a comment of "sexually-oppressed" from mu yao, although i dunno wad dat means, so i wun care. (: but in hindsight, it was kinda inappropriate fer an ending. it went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually, in such a narrative, the author would gladly tell you who the mastermind behind this entre plot is. in an effort to be original and un-cheesy, i will directly tell you the identity of this sadistic, muderous torturer. yes, he is real. he is, Chia Han Sen of 3E register number 4, sitting in the fourth row of the eleventh column in the assembly hall of victoria School at No. 2 siglap link,finishing up an english narrative essay with 20 minutes to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz... but i guess i'm happy 2 an extent lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went 2 club 2 get my hair cut, eat curry, and play pool with harry. h-cut was fine. but when we went 2 the palms to eat, i tried fer like 10 mins 2 get a damn waiter's attention lah! and dey say wad, very bz. plz. the place was practically save fer an indian birthday party where the bdae song was messed-up due 2 excessive slyablles in the dude's name, which totally threw the song off track, and some dude with a weird accent. the curry rocked tremendousamounts of ass, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played pool after dat. there were like, 4 girls playing on the table so we had 2 wait. so we koped the snooker balls and set the table. DEN, THE ATTENDANT CAME! i spoke 2 him fer a while, and told him we'd put the balls back cos i wanted 2 avoid charges. den when he went back 2 the office..."harry. u wanna break? or should I?" i swear, the dude in the indian bird mastercard commercial was right. "more birds, more luck" i shouldn't have let harry eat the chicken. should have asked him 2 stop at the potato. stupid, caring, generous me... he got damn lucky lah! 3 shots in holes he wasn't aiming for. AND THAT WAS WHEN THE BALLS WERE COMING BACKWARDS!!! no matter, i still trashed him 2 games to 1 in pool! IN UR FACE, HARRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went fer parent's anniversary dinner after that. i think the best part was the dessert. cake, ice-cream, longans and grapes. mmmm....oops. cake's coming out. catch ya'll later. cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116118187625848253?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116118187625848253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116118187625848253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116118187625848253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116118187625848253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/10/yoz-alright-grades-wise-not-as-bad-as.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116107827986465269</id><published>2006-10-17T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T03:51:29.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;argh! results r coming back tmr, and i'm scared out of my wits. i dun feel like going 2 sch tmr. during SA1, i fell sick during script-check week, so ash checked my scripts fer me. i didn't do very well. nope. not at all.so i'm doing dis survey i got off bq's blog 2 relieve stress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Name: Hansen&lt;br /&gt;Nicks: Chia, 'sen,Hans(only my cousin calls me dat. weird.)&lt;br /&gt;Name spelled backwards: nesnah(spelled it like, so many times liaoz...)&lt;br /&gt;Name without vowels: hnsn (i swear, this is the name of a company of something)&lt;br /&gt;Name without consonants: aa (wtf)&lt;br /&gt;B'day: 23/07/1991&lt;br /&gt;Ethnicity: Whupapotomus&lt;br /&gt;Glasses/Contacts: glasses at home, contacts when out&lt;br /&gt;Hair colour: shiny black (:&lt;br /&gt;Hair length: fer the moment, long fer a guy. cutting on wed&lt;br /&gt;Hair style: depends on my mood, and how much time i have 2 style it.&lt;br /&gt;Pets: so far? 4 terrapins, 1 dog, and dozens of fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVOURITES&lt;br /&gt;Animal: my dog was the best.&lt;br /&gt;Band: quite a few, relli. changes faster than the PSI&lt;br /&gt;Brand name of clothes: depends. mostly sport clothes. but got others. (:&lt;br /&gt;Brand name of shoes: no real preference. i'm still looking 2 get endorsements. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;Candy: call me insane, but WARHEADS. i've dumped insane numbers into my mouth b4. not gd. believe me.&lt;br /&gt;Cereal: FROSTIES!!!! SUGARY CORN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Colour: ummm... black, i guess...&lt;br /&gt;Cookie: famous amos &amp; chips ahoy&lt;br /&gt;Day: sat. get 2 eat the club's curry chicken.&lt;br /&gt;Disney character: Jack Sparrow (counted right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Drink: ice lemon tea/coke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Fast food places: Mc, Burger King, and KFC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Food: Curry!!!! and crab cooked in ay way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Holiday: Australia. best time o' my life. FREE ARCADE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ice cream flavour: Rocky Road. (Marshmallows, nuts, choco chips the whole nine yards.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Month: December. Merry Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Number: 7. lucky wad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Perfume: perfume? wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Pie flavour: not a big fan. sry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Pizza topping: cheese and meat. standard. with pineapples. the club's pizza is like a cheese pie. seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Restaurant: Pizza Hut, Seoul Garden, and anything dat has infinite E-tako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Subject in school: Lit. See ms koh? i care abt lit. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Type of music: anything in my mp3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Type of sandwich: Meat. and the flesh of animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The best advisor: Nick teoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The best hair: hmm.. i dun relli look at ppl's hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The best handwriting: Devesh. got font one. damn nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The dirtiest mind: hmm... i wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The funniest: I'm usually the funny one... (: but aside frm me, ash is pretty funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The loudest: LJJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The best-looking: umm... dat's strange. relative, yea? bq, i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The nicest eyes: i dunno?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The shortest: Heidi. not a gr8 frend, but someone i noe. so XD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The smartest: Woah. umm... Don Chan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The tallest: Nick Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HAVE I EVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Asked out a crush: yea. didn't go too well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Been on stage: my 2n home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Been scared to get a shot: 2 get a shot, no. 2 get shot, slightly. to be a shot, lets-not-go-there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cheated on a test: hell yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cried during a movie: i think so, yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Felt like you didn't belong: more often than not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Fought a black belt: yes. almost won. b4 he broke my tibia. i'm going 2 look up the meaing of tibia now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gone to camp: more often than not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Kept a New year's resolution: nvr bothered. too limiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Kept a secret from someone: all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Pressed all the buttons on the elevator: hell yes. fun wad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Stolen anything: yea. kinda ashamed of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Told a girl you liked her: yup. didn't work out too well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Won a trophy: a few. 2 on the same day fer the same comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Written a love poem: uh-huh. more like a song, relli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;THE LAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;CD listened to: Daniel powter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Movie watched: The Omen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Person that's called you: LJJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Person who saw you cry: harry, but nvr saw, more like heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Person who went to the mall with: mall...mall... nah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Song listened to: Sanctuary by Simon Webbe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Thing you ate: McWings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Thing you drank: Coke XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;YES OR NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Growing up scares me more than it should: nope. i'm scared of being a kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I adore getting mail: not relli adore. but can tolerate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If at first you don't succeed, do you try again: of course!!! nvr say die!! say: wtf? i dun believe dat! i'm gonna try again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;OTHERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If you could describe yourself in three words: what. the. fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Is your computer in your room: yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Is your room messy: pick an answer 2 ur liking: 1)uh-huh 2) hell yea 3)of course u dumb ****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What are some of your favourite junk foods: fish crackers, and umm... McFlurry!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What colour are your bedroom walls: lightish green on one wall, the rest rose white. hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What do you do when you're bored: talk, practice magic, flourish cards, blog while having my music on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What makes you happy: being around friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What's your favourite thing to do on the weekends: playing lan and eating curry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Worst feeling in the world: feeling left out, being invited 2 something and wasting ur time dere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ash came over 2 play halo 2 today. he fergot the disk. dumbass. but anyway, played Halo 1. i think we make a pretty gd team. had a few memmorable moments, like when i suddenly got hit by a rocket had we burst out laughing. it was lame. no point mentioning it here. Jun came over. he watched.(: but it was a pretty uneventful day aside frm dat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116107827986465269?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116107827986465269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116107827986465269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116107827986465269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116107827986465269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/10/argh-results-r-coming-back-tmr-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116074627121203693</id><published>2006-10-13T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T06:31:11.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the following conversation just took place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sophie)                            //I AM NOT ANOREXIC. says:&lt;br /&gt;And a sea urchin bowling ball&lt;br /&gt;[Linus] To wake up, and know that I'm in CIC is...=). says:&lt;br /&gt;sea urchin my ass&lt;br /&gt;-+Hansen+- where did i go wrong? i lost a frend, sumwhere along in e bitterness, n i wud haf stayed up witchu all nite says:&lt;br /&gt;ur ass is a sea urchin?&lt;br /&gt;[Linus] To wake up, and know that I'm in CIC is...=). says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116074627121203693?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116074627121203693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116074627121203693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116074627121203693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116074627121203693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/10/following-conversation-just-took-place.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116066961019366170</id><published>2006-10-12T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T09:14:23.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, exams r ALMOST totally over, got one more paper on mon den i'm free liaoz. (: went fer lit paper 1 2dae, and got 2 meet another one of the sec 4 magicians, Nigel. i was quite amazed dat their batch had a hell lot more magicians than my batch. maybe dere's some hidden talent in Victorians of 2004, but i wouldn't count on it. looks like it's just gonna be Lert, OC and myself as the current sec 3 magicians. ): speaking o' which,gettin' XB on mon!!! (u guys dun need 2 noe wad dat is, u just need 2 noe dat i'm happy about it.XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm relli relli tired right now, and i'm only blogging bcos i'm waiting fer a movie on HBO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone up fer a game of rakion of BFME2?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116066961019366170?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116066961019366170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116066961019366170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116066961019366170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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right on through&lt;br /&gt;Some sort of window to your right&lt;br /&gt;As he goes left and you stay right&lt;br /&gt;Between the lines of fear and blame&lt;br /&gt;And you begin to wonder why you came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let him know that you know best&lt;br /&gt;Cause after all you do know best&lt;br /&gt;Try to slip past his defense&lt;br /&gt;Without granting innocence&lt;br /&gt;Lay down a list of what is wrong&lt;br /&gt;The things you've told him all along&lt;br /&gt;And I pray to God he hears you&lt;br /&gt;And I pray to God he hears you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;br /&gt;How to save a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he begins to raise his voice&lt;br /&gt;You lower yours and grant him one last choice&lt;br /&gt;Drive until you lose the road&lt;br /&gt;Or break with the ones you've followed&lt;br /&gt;He will do one of two things&lt;br /&gt;He will admit to everything&lt;br /&gt;Or he'll say he's just not the same&lt;br /&gt;And you'll begin to wonder why you came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;br /&gt;How to save a life&lt;br /&gt;How to save a life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116047430302367545?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116047430302367545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116047430302367545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116047430302367545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116047430302367545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/10/how-to-survive-my-life.html' title='How to survive  my life...'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-116039782931572130</id><published>2006-10-09T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T05:43:49.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back in topless-ness</title><content type='html'>hey! after a very very very very long while, i'm back on the blogging scene!!!! so a lot has changed since i went over 2 sgidolnews.blogspot.com, the site came down, i dunno y. it just did immediately after idol was over. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm just gonna continue blogging like nth happened. lol! nah. jk. a few things have changed, i took up magic a while back, getting a few dvds frm oliver tmr... um.. exams are here for one, and dey're relli bogging me down, but i'll lift my own spirits up, thx. i'm much happier now, although it's not cos i have a girl in my life as a few of u guys have asked, but rather cos i'm much more confident about myself, magic has helped me improve my presentation skills and such. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying in touch with joakim, playing with him now and then, if my internet connection allows it, go check out hs blog, it's just like him, plain and simple, *wink**wink*, jo... and do link me, yea bro? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. today's events: Chem exam. considering dat i didn't mug much for it due to lack of resources, *snigger**snigger* it was quite manageable up until section b open-ended questions. although it was still humanely tolerable considering dat i only had to think dat much more, still rather challenging. but section c killed my ass. killed it. question 2 compulsory, no idea. f*** it. moving on... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went fer study grp with ash and harry at central library as usual... highlight of the day&lt;br /&gt;harry: ash, are you gonna mug like ss?&lt;br /&gt;ash: what?&lt;br /&gt;me: he asked if ur're gonna f*** his ass...(laughs to self)&lt;br /&gt;harry: eurgh! no! i ask if u gonna mug like ss liddat...&lt;br /&gt;me:(while laughing) he said u have a bug-like ass...&lt;br /&gt;harry: no! i asked if u gonna study like ss..&lt;br /&gt;me:(trying deperately to control laughter and failing) he said he wants to *chokes* he said *chokes* he saehhhh *chokes sommore* *starts to tear horribly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ended up crying on ash's book because if that, and i was so engrossed in wiping my tear and all the possible misinterpretations of harry's sentence that they gave up and used their phons 2 communicate by typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just so u noe how lame we are, a fire alarm went off shortly afterwards, and because it was a library, we screamed by typing variations of "arrrghh" into our phones coupled with grotesque facial expressions. &lt;br /&gt;over the intercom: ladies and gentlemen, the fire alarm has gone off&lt;br /&gt;me and ash: relli ah? *types aaaarrrrggghhh on phone*&lt;br /&gt;intercomm cont'd: and we are now inverstigating the matter. plz remain calm.&lt;br /&gt;*terrified expressions*&lt;br /&gt;*spastic arm-waving*&lt;br /&gt;after a while...&lt;br /&gt;intercomm: we have investigated the matter, and discovered it was a false alarm. sorry for any inconvenience.&lt;br /&gt;ash: of course it's a false alarm u dumb bitch. otherwise we'd all be dead by now.&lt;br /&gt;me:*laughs continuously*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea, aside frm dat, nth much 2 report abt. peace out ppl! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-116039782931572130?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/116039782931572130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=116039782931572130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116039782931572130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/116039782931572130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/10/back-in-topless-ness.html' title='back in topless-ness'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-115866650369785233</id><published>2006-09-19T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T04:48:23.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Type Your Name with ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your eyes closed, but both hands::&lt;br /&gt;hansen&lt;br /&gt;the point of your nose::&lt;br /&gt;yuqjhwe43&lt;br /&gt;your eyes closed, but only your left hand::&lt;br /&gt;faBAWB&lt;br /&gt;your eyes closed, but only your right hand::&lt;br /&gt;habawb&lt;br /&gt;your chin:&lt;br /&gt;hnasn mxsdes n (omg)&lt;br /&gt;your elbow:&lt;br /&gt;hyqawqaw3nh&lt;br /&gt;your tongue (if you dare):&lt;br /&gt;hansen (power 2 roll the tongue has shown itself!!!)&lt;br /&gt;your big toe:&lt;br /&gt;hansemnn&lt;br /&gt;your mouse:&lt;br /&gt;hansen (i think it died)&lt;br /&gt;nearest object to your left hand:&lt;br /&gt;hansen (handphone)&lt;br /&gt;your eyes closed, using only your left pinky:&lt;br /&gt;habseb (omg! it's better than when i did it with my hand!!!)&lt;br /&gt;the back of your hand::&lt;br /&gt;7y 14 (wth? not even 5 letter)&lt;br /&gt;your fingers on haphazard, incorrect keys:&lt;br /&gt;wad?&lt;br /&gt;some type of jewelry you're wearing::&lt;br /&gt;hansen (ring of power indeeed!!!)&lt;br /&gt;your kneecap ::&lt;br /&gt;hanbdsedrnh (woah. firs 3 letter correct!)&lt;br /&gt;your heel::&lt;br /&gt;hqahnwseaenh&lt;br /&gt;Your Brainpower ...&lt;br /&gt;Due to over exertion, the blogger's brain imploded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-115866650369785233?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' 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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-20223466.post-115156390157587369</id><published>2006-06-28T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T23:51:41.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What exactly are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President's challenge shirt and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your current problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick, and i still have hw 2 do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could go back in time and change something would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name something obvious about you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name something that people might not know about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sensitive. i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any celeb you would marry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name someone with the same birthday as you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walter frm the sec2 squad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever sang in front of a large audience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupyup. and i intend 2 do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you usually order from Starbucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rarely go 2 starbucks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not relli, but i've been mistaken 2 be foreign. ok, no link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still watch kiddy movies or kiddie TVshows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barney. and den i laugh my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you speak any other languages?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duz hokkien count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What magazines do you read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 days, pc gamer. aiyah, wadeva i come across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever ridden in a Hummer limo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever watch MTV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current location:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye color:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you live with your parents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get along with your parents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any siblings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream flavor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rocky road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing in the shower:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. noone's complained so far, so dat's a relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write on your hand:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tatoo my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call people back when they miss call:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glasses or contacts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glasses. but i wear contacts fer special occassions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any bad habits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i curse alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken painkillers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a high resilience 2 pain. so i dun need 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept with your contacts in overnight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to overnight camp:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sworn in front of your parents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said sonuva and my mom said bitch. i said fuck in front of my dad and he asked me who...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Person to text you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;primero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did it say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i'm in the top 12 haha. Cause if i'm not in i can't even get tix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hug?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing you ate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing you drank:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;water with my meds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing you said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah sianzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-115156390157587369?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/115156390157587369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=115156390157587369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/115156390157587369'/><link 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title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-115034567592464647</id><published>2006-06-14T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T21:27:56.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. due to technical difficulties, i can't put the videos up here fer u guys... sry. but if anyone wants them, u can just msg me and i'll send it 2 u guys. anyway, here's a critique  of yesterday's show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hady- ok. basically, i dun agree at all with what ken said. not just cos ken's a prick, but he does have very rich vocals, as rahimah mentioned to me a few days ago. his ballading skills are rather flawless, as well as his ability to captivate the audience. maybe it had to do with him wearing white, but he was shining on stage. in every sense of the word.&lt;br /&gt;vocals-8.5&lt;br /&gt;image-9&lt;br /&gt;stage presence-8&lt;br /&gt;charisma-9.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy-randy was very old sch fer me, but not exactly in a bad way. it was very elvis-sy fer me. and i could tell that he was relli enjoying himself on stage. but as with geraldine's performance last week, he wasn't able to relli put a phenomanal impact on the song. i would have welcomed points where he took the soles of his feet away frm the stage. he was fun, enjoying himself, but he wasn't hyper. to do a song like dat, one needs 2 be relli hyper. i've noticed dat all the hits songs, with large reputations etc all require a lot of energy to bring justice to them. but randy, u did alright, dude. gr8 effort.&lt;br /&gt;vocals-7&lt;br /&gt;image-7&lt;br /&gt;stage presence-8&lt;br /&gt;charisma-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adil- adil. adil, adil, adil... kiss from a rose. haiz...image was wonderful, he had the whoel goth thing goin' on, with the eyeliner and everything. but vocas-wise, he was very bouncy. it was like, high low high low high high low. i mean, at least maintain the pitch lah. sadly, he also wasn;t able to end the song on a good note. and it loked like he was relli straining. but regarding his stage presence, he was relli friendly with the mikestand and his movements were very captivating, but i juz can't say many meritable thigns about his vocals, sry...&lt;br /&gt;vocals-5&lt;br /&gt;image-9&lt;br /&gt;stage presence-8&lt;br /&gt;charisma-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay- ok. jay is a singer. no doubt about that. vocal range is amazing, but it's very, fake. as in. it's very different frm his usual voice. it works to his advantage. but it's just weird. ppl like randy and hady, ahve singing voices close to their speaking voices. and it's very natural-sounding. but with jay, it's like "wow. is that relli him?" doing a ballad was a wise move fer him. image-wise was a bit out-of-place to me, cos he was, overly-dressed. litterally. as in he wore too much. it would have been better fer him to just wear a shirt, with a necklace, and long pants, which i feel would have suited his song better.&lt;br /&gt;vocals-10&lt;br /&gt;image-7.5&lt;br /&gt;stage presence-8&lt;br /&gt;charisma-7.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roslan- i dun relli have much to say about roslan, except that's he has a very charming smile. no doubt about that. image-wise was alright, and his singing voice is very sultry, very smooth. pleasant. however, it was a very forgettable performance. it's just like a normal, stand, sing, leave, kinda thing. not very captivating fer me.&lt;br /&gt;vocals-7.5&lt;br /&gt;image-7&lt;br /&gt;stage presence-6.5&lt;br /&gt;charisma-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;primero-wow. very emotional. i think song-wise was alright, although the last note is very tricky.but i could see he was singing with all his heart, and enjoying it at the same time. i found the last note, after he turned away to be very very emo, though... it was like, cool, but a bit over the top. image-wise is rather attractive, compliments his "sexy-beast" image, although i can imagine some ppl would rather see him in a thong. haha. jkjk. primero, dun kill me. haha. anyway,very memroable performnce. i just hope it's fer the right reasons.&lt;br /&gt;vocals-8&lt;br /&gt;image-7.5&lt;br /&gt;stage presence-8.5&lt;br /&gt;charisma-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joakim- our crowd fav. joakim jude shane gomez. hmm....how to put it? ok. probably the most memorable performance of the evening, doing geek in the pink was quite a risky move, considering dat the song duzzent relli appeal to all ages. vocal-wise, it was too deep, and didn't have a jason mraz feel to it. but it did have a joakim gomez feel to it, so well done. parts of the song were changed, and it was fer the better bah. the dance solo was a bit too much fer me, but hey, the fans liked it, so wad can i say, ryte? it was a very risky move to pull the audience into the song, but he had fans in the audience, so it kinda did work out. dancing and everything was very coordinated to the song, not to mention clothes were matching with the song, and it was very entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;vocals-5&lt;br /&gt;image-7&lt;br /&gt;stage presence-10&lt;br /&gt;charisma-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. to end this b4 i go fer lunch, i juz wanna say, i noticed dat ken's eyes are very far apart.haha. fish-eyes. *chuckle* ok i go eat liaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-115034567592464647?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/115034567592464647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=115034567592464647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/115034567592464647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/115034567592464647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/06/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-115011523149955454</id><published>2006-06-12T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T06:08:29.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a triute 2 my friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;[[3E]] }{gUyWiFBALlz}{ [wheelch@ir g@ng] all we have 2 o, is decide what 2 do wif the time dat is given 2 us... says:&lt;br /&gt;one guy actually asked me if i was korean&lt;br /&gt;RAHIMAH says:&lt;br /&gt;nice bone structure.&lt;br /&gt;[[3E]] }{gUyWiFBALlz}{ [wheelch@ir g@ng] all we have 2 o, is decide what 2 do wif the time dat is given 2 us... says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;[[3E]] }{gUyWiFBALlz}{ [wheelch@ir g@ng] all we have 2 o, is decide what 2 do wif the time dat is given 2 us... says:&lt;br /&gt;nvr heard dat one b4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is a tribute 2 my frends, my buds, my pals, my bros...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat when i'm not smiling, something's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat every insult means nth.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat when i'm silent, it's the calm b4 the storm.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat i may seem like an asshole, but am actually very friendly.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat if i get too pissed, ppl will get injured.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat when i make fun of them, i'm releasing angst.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat i'll repay their friendship one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat although i seem selfish, i won't leave them...&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat i look AP onli 2 look cool...&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat i like her.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat my advice duzzen't help much, but not harmful 2 try...&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat i'll take the time 2 listen 2 their probs...&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat my obsession is relli normal behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat i'll take the trouble 2 be nice.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat i'll break the rules for them.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat my randomness is boring after a while.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat being together is important to me.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat i enjoy being the centre of attention.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat i'm nice to others but mean to them.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat my vulgarities hold no weight unless shouted.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat i'm not afraid to scream into their face.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat i'm irritated and annoyed by all the little things.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat dey r not truly my frends till i call them walking heaps of shit.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat i'll take a joyride with them juz so dey won't feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat they can tell me anything.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat i will do my best for them.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who noe dat my every insult is a show of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to all my frends, u guys suck. big time. luv ya.haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-115011523149955454?l=pleasureofdeception.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-20223466.post-114977180966192742</id><published>2006-06-08T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T06:03:30.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Idol? ryte...</title><content type='html'>i'm watching the singapore idol results show ryte now, the results r not announced yet, but frm wad i see, and frm yesterday's piano show, here's my take:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geraldine-so chose the wrong song... so powerless, so empty. moreover, she assumed her fanbase was damn big, and tried 2 rally support fer herself against the judge's comments, 2 no avail... shows a damn big ego. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melissa- she can hold a note, sure... but, she duzzen't have a relli obvious star quality. i mean, she's the kinda person better heard and not seen... it's not relli very memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milly-i found her 2 be rather stiff, like an opera singer, standing in one position, not moving at all, save some hand movements... rather lame performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siew woon-let's face it. her singing sux. but i feel she's trying 2 boost her image more. it's about how u sound, not how u look. get with it, girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahimah-she's a very memorable person, being a rocker chick and all, i juz hope dat if/when she gets into the top 12, she won't try and change her genre for the sake of "diversity" cos, dat's juz asking for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, the last 2, whom i feel have a chance to excel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jasmine- honestly, i relli like jasmine. she's damn cute. haha. ok lah, professionally, her performance was very captivating. there's this charisma that makes ppl wanna watch her, and let's face it, her stage presence is ginormous. and her singing is, well, above average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gayle- 2 use jacintha's words, she's a singer. no doubt about it. gr8 voice, can hold a note, but one prob. only average stage presence. maybe a little more movement would be gr8. although, honestly, she looks like her confidence is very brittle. but, that's juz frm wad i see lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although it relli duzzen't matter, about how well they sing, i still put my votes on these last 2. come on. let's be realistic. Singapore Idol is not a singing contest. it's a popularity contest. ppl noe dat. which is why u get interesting characters like, the kung-fu rapper and the hula-hoop guy. we all noe y the auditions gain so much viewership. du say u dun watch it cos of all the colorful characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;update-&lt;/span&gt;congrats to rahimah fer making it 2 the finals. baik ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the line-up now is jasmine, geraldine, gayle. geraldine and gayle can gg liaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;update-&lt;/span&gt; WOOHOO!!! I'M HYPER RYTE NOW!!! JASMINE GOT INTO THE FINALS!!! BAIK AH!!!! OFFICIALLY MY FAV. HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114977180966192742?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114977180966192742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114977180966192742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114977180966192742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114977180966192742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/06/singapore-idol-ryte.html' title='Singapore Idol? ryte...'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114960173688708927</id><published>2006-06-06T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T06:48:57.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogthings!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Iceman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichofthexmenareyouquiz/iceman.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tried to live a normal life, but it just wasn't possible&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a slacker, you rather tell jokes than cultivate your powers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powers: turning self and others into ice, making ice weapons, becoming nearly invisible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whichofthexmenareyouquiz/"&gt;Which of the X-Men Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="color: black;color:black;" align="center" border="1" border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#A8FFB3;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Linguistic Profile::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D9FFD8"&gt;50% General American English&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A8FFB3"&gt;20% 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Invisible Lance&lt;br /&gt;Your Mode of Transportation is Teleporter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/superheronamegenerator/"&gt;What's your Superhero Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are an Emo Rocker!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofrockerareyouquiz/emo-rocker.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expressive and deep, lyrics are really your thing.&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't mean you don't rock out...&lt;br /&gt;You just rock out with meaning.&lt;br /&gt;For you, rock is more about 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/06/blogthings.html' title='blogthings!!!!!'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114951129897335858</id><published>2006-06-05T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T05:41:39.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what goes down, must come up. sometimes. hoefully.if u pray hard enuff....</title><content type='html'>timo- hu here didn't manage 2 sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;[raises hand]&lt;br /&gt;teck boon- y cannot sleep?&lt;br /&gt;[in unison]&lt;br /&gt;me- how i noe?&lt;br /&gt;timo- how i noe?&lt;br /&gt;me- ji bye...&lt;br /&gt;timo-basket...&lt;br /&gt;me-kop my line...&lt;br /&gt;timo-copycat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... 2dae was the big day. the shooting comp. started out easily enuff, metat sch bright and early, when it was still dark, found chun kang was the first guy dere, sat down 2 change, the usual shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared a bus with tkss, not sure if jmin would be in her sch's shooting team... didn't relli matter anyway...we got 2 HTA, and took a gr8 big trek around the damn compound, which, i ltr found, caused devestation 2 the hem of my pants.... we had 2 queue 2 go in, but cos mr koh didn't wanna tire us out, he let us do shifts of 2 ppl each. waaah... so kind... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we did get into the shooting range, relli bad shit started happening. the first set of 6 rounds, in 15 secs, was damn slow. i ended up not firing 2 shots. damn!!!! fuck!!!! grr... and ltr on, i somehow managed 2 fire faster than everyone else, resulting in very spread out shots. which sux. bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;switched targets 2 the traditional bullseye or NRA target. the first 6 rounds went more or less alright. but then, during the next 6 rounds, 2 words wasted like, 10 seconds of my goddamn time. gun. jam. took me 1 sec 2 experience the problem, 1 sec 2 identify the problem, and 1 more second 2 hand it 2 te officer, who proceeded 2 waste a further 7 seconds of my time, rectifyign the problem. but, being my calm self, i rapid-fired my last 6 rounds, 2 god-knows-where. shit man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, up till this point, things looked pretty grim. then, when it came 2 the marking room, a black sticker fell off on of the holes in the bullseye on my NRA. i told the CI, and he said juz bring it 2 the officer and let him decide. fine. brought it 2 the officer, this was the convo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me- err, sir. that bullseye is not mine.&lt;br /&gt;sir-relli? [glances at me, loks at my marksman badge, looks back at the paper] i dun tink so leh...&lt;br /&gt;me- sir, it's relli not mine.&lt;br /&gt;sir- it's not marked wad, aiyah, the idiot b4 u didn't mark it, so nvm lah. u want it ornot?&lt;br /&gt;me- sir, up 2 u leh. u want 2 give, i dun mind. haha.&lt;br /&gt;sir- aiyah, nvm lah. [ticks hole] ok, u can zao liao.&lt;br /&gt;me- wah! thx, ah sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess it's kinda a lucky break fer me. managed 2 get a respectable score, hopefully enuff 2 propel my team into the top 10 lah. haiz... i guess dat's it bah. i guess things do look up... (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114951129897335858?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114951129897335858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114951129897335858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114951129897335858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114951129897335858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-goes-down-must-come-up-sometimes.html' title='what goes down, must come up. sometimes. hoefully.if u pray hard enuff....'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114942881609346321</id><published>2006-06-04T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T06:46:58.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The calm before the storm...</title><content type='html'>ARGH! i'm shivering with nervousness ryte now... the idea dat shooting comp is barely 12 hours away is relli tkaing it's toll on me. none theless, i shall summon the power of all the well wishes u kind souls (or otherwise) have given me, and try my best not to screw it up tmr. haha. but i guess if i do badly, i have onli myself 2 blame bah... all the slack trainings i attended (2) and how i have the targets and gun in my bag but not bothering 2 practice... prolly cos nowhere in my hse is 15 metres long... hmm... but knowing me, 15m wil be my downfall. the distance is way too gr8. i screwed up my 12 metres at the marksmanship shoot liaoz lah!!! ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regardless, there is still x3 on tues which i can enjoy with the gang. at last, a full gathering. hopefully i dun make a fool of myself there. hell... who am i kidding? maybe this time i'll get 2 eat  noodles with a spoon... i desperately need self-esteem... haha. competition updates tmr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114942881609346321?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114942881609346321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114942881609346321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114942881609346321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114942881609346321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/06/calm-before-storm.html' title='The calm before the storm...'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114939641081296740</id><published>2006-06-03T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T21:46:50.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every man for Himself</title><content type='html'>[matthew, my prospective brother-in-law glances around frantically]&lt;br /&gt;mom- what r u looking for? a plate ah?&lt;br /&gt;matt-nope. my girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;me- [collapses in laughter]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Man For Himself by Hoobastank is a very emotionally-centered album, largely to do with breaking away frm dependence and growing up. the opening track, "The Rules" is an introduction from a very, entertaining, drill sergeant. as can be plainly seen(heard), he bores down and demoralizes the listener the marching at the end of "the rules" leads into the second track "born to lead". it focuses a lot on how everyone has their own leadership potential and how we r able to unleash that potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Moving Forward", which is up next, is about the first steps after gaining independence. It has a lot to do with making mistakes and learning them, and experiencing the difficulties of life, but persevering through it all and progressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next track, "inside of you" is, as far as i can infer, a song on how he attempts to hit on a girl. and, in my opinion is gonna fuck up relli badly. haha. but it's not a song fer little children... haha. nah lah. the tempo of the song is actually gives a kinda feeling of desperation. and that the singer is a sex-crazed maniac. oops! i mean, love-deprived individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"First of me" is a much deeper, and more mellow song, both in terms of tone and in terms of topic. it deals with corruption and influence. perhaps the most accurate inference would be to drug use. on how it is not easy to shy away from temptation, yet be admired for ur nerve, and ur wilingess to experiment. the lyrics say it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;     I must make a choice&lt;br /&gt;A tough decision&lt;br /&gt;Listen to my voice&lt;br /&gt;Should I give in&lt;br /&gt;To temptation, admiration&lt;br /&gt;One leads to myself&lt;br /&gt;The other some one else&lt;br /&gt;Just an empty shell&lt;br /&gt;Just an empty shell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's harder than it seems&lt;br /&gt;When you're told that&lt;br /&gt;All your hopes and dreams&lt;br /&gt;Are yours to hold if&lt;br /&gt;You just give them&lt;br /&gt;What's expected&lt;br /&gt;Something they can sell&lt;br /&gt;Put upon a shelf&lt;br /&gt;That I am not for sell&lt;br /&gt;I am not for sell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I here a voice inside&lt;br /&gt;It's crowning to a scream&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the next of them&lt;br /&gt;I am the first of me&lt;br /&gt;'cause I can live the lie&lt;br /&gt;I am just what you see&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the next of them&lt;br /&gt;I am the first of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't refuse&lt;br /&gt;The price they offer&lt;br /&gt;I am sure to lose&lt;br /&gt;And I will suffer&lt;br /&gt;Sell my soul to make a profit&lt;br /&gt;All I have to do&lt;br /&gt;Is make believe it's true&lt;br /&gt;That something I can't do&lt;br /&gt;That something I can't do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the waiting's gone&lt;br /&gt;This time to face the truth&lt;br /&gt;You know your good enough&lt;br /&gt;Deep down inside of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're finally woken up&lt;br /&gt;If only just to prove&lt;br /&gt;You are born to lead the way&lt;br /&gt;Then be the first of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Next up is "good enough" classic song about not being able to meet someone's expectations. it's a song with punk-rockish lyrics, but with rockish music. when u hear the whole song in little stanzas of not more than a few lines each, u tend 2 see all the points he's bringing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If i were you", which is on the radio, is, for those of u hu have nvr heard it, about appreciating all that is given to us, and how we shouldn't take stuff for granted. it also anknowledges the fact that there are ppl more fortunate than some fo us, who take what they have for granted, oblivious to the fact that there are ppl worse off than themselves, and how these less fortunate individuals would yearn to be in their positions.or to "live the life that [they] wanted to"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping stratght into the exciting and pulsating beats of "without a fight" completely blows "if i were you" from ur mind. it talks of how our opportunities have arrived and how we seize them with enthusiasm and anticipation. so, if ur opportunity has arrived. GET OFF UR LAZY ASS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"don;t tell me" is more about how talk is cheap. although there is no specific target, it speaks generally to everyone hu would make empty promises and not having any action 2 prove it. what you say will be forgotten someday, but what u do will be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"look where we are now" takes us back to "moving forward" as he looks back on how long it had been since he broke away frm dependence and moved out to survive on his own, and doing much better becos of it. but they remind us that there is more road left to walk, and that their "story isn't done".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continuing from "look where we are now",  "say the same" is from friend to friend, as they reflect on their journeys thus far and how neither have any regrets. although it is a parting song, where both friends are seperating from each other and how they wouldn't change a single thing that has happened to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if only" is a much more subtle match to "inside of you". while the latter was a more direct and "let's have sex" approach, "if only" is a more, subtle, and more gentle, using riffs reminiscent of electrico. and it focuses on how certain methods used were rather, inapporpriate, and how if he had seen his own mistakes, he ight not have failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the final track, "more than a memory" is a seven minute reflection on the ppl hu held him back, deterred him, or in any way, sowed him down, although it seems to be directed more to his love, whom he still wants to reconcile with, and to him, she's still "tangible" and still "more than a memory".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, this album about growing up, accepting changes, and the trials and tribulations of the real world, break away from the old "songs about you" wich hoobastank are so reknown for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114939641081296740?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114939641081296740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114939641081296740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114939641081296740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114939641081296740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/06/every-man-for-himself.html' title='Every man for Himself'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114915906485438408</id><published>2006-06-01T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T03:57:46.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shooting training read: unintelligent behaviour.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;micheal balzary a.k.a flea in an interview on mtv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flea-when we first started this band, there was this...this uncontrollable energy that we couldn't control!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me- wow. intelligent inference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, shooting comp is juz around the corner(monday) and the team has been training relli hard the past few days, squeezing more tissue paper than usual and staring at their thumbs for extended periods of time... woohoo! jia you, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went 2 sch at like, 10++, thinking i was late, but in actual fact, shooting training hadn't even started yet. lameness... met tim on outside np room, proceeded 2 play some carum. dunno how 2 spell the damn sport. can't play fer nuts either. hu cares, man? it's not even a championship sport. met up with teck boon and kang ming and tim fu at around 11 plus. i must admit, it was fun rotating hu held the target. i was practicing, and aiming, den teck boon walked into my crosshair and fiegned death. i got a fucking shock lah! fer a second tere, i actually believed i shot teck boon. but with teck boon's strength and extremely large bone density, i think he might actually survive a shot 2 the head. fired frm a catapult. but still rather shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after training, i went 2 the club fer lunch, had char kway teow. not bad, but still couldn't fnish the damn thing. stupid chicken wings. anyway, rather uneventful day, so i'll juz sign off here. maybe i'll do that hoobastank review ltr tonite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114915906485438408?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114915906485438408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114915906485438408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114915906485438408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114915906485438408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/06/shooting-training-read-unintelligent.html' title='shooting training read: unintelligent behaviour.'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114891702445481693</id><published>2006-05-29T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T08:37:04.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more surveys...</title><content type='html'>coped frm linus's blog. yes, i stole. so what?haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you currently mad at someone?&lt;br /&gt;-Not relli... i'm kinda in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Which of your friends has the worst temper?&lt;br /&gt;-i dun make frends wif ppl hu have bad tempers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever thrown something at anyone?&lt;br /&gt;-oh yes. a table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Does your face turn red when you'reangry?&lt;br /&gt;- i tend not 2 look at myself when i'm angry, cos then i get relli relli scared. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When you're mad do you prefer to stare angrily or yell and scream?&lt;br /&gt;-stare angrily and punch a wall or sumthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORANGE: MISC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Has anyone ever thrown you a supriseparty?&lt;br /&gt; - nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you easily excited?&lt;br /&gt;-not relli. depends on what i eat. but i'm a generally calm person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What event is coming up that you'remost excited about?&lt;br /&gt;-umm... the release of halo 3 next year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Which of your friends is most excitable?&lt;br /&gt;-Harry? i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you won a million dollars whatwould be your first thought?&lt;br /&gt;- lightsabers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If you could have anything right now, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- refer to above...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YELLOW: ?Personal? Questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name&lt;br /&gt;-hansen a.k.a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you like your name?&lt;br /&gt;-it's alright... makes an impression...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Whats your main goal in life?&lt;br /&gt;- become a dj, go on to acting, and ultimately, directing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you want to have children?&lt;br /&gt;- hell yeah. i find the process rather enjoyable. there's nth better than looking after ur pregnant wife. what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How do you want to die?&lt;br /&gt;-valiantly. in battle. with a ceremony and st...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREEN: Opinions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sex before marriage?&lt;br /&gt;-and a few olives, y not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Gay Marriage?&lt;br /&gt;-no probs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Lowering the drinking age?&lt;br /&gt;-dun relli matter 2 me... i drink wine, not beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Abortion?&lt;br /&gt;-dude, that's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Recycling?&lt;br /&gt;- of course!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLUE: dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What was your latest dream?&lt;br /&gt;- on the mrt train, found an ipod. touched it, and it became a nightmare frm then onwards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Which of your friends do you dream about the most?&lt;br /&gt;-no such distinction. i care fer everyone the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have any of your (sleeping) dreamscome true?&lt;br /&gt;- on a daily basis. but mostly juz short flashes of things to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you usually remember yourdreams?&lt;br /&gt;-not exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What was the weirdest dream you'veever had?&lt;br /&gt;-i could bend my back 180 degrees. the world looks relli different frm that angle....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old do you wish you were?&lt;br /&gt;-21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when 9/11 happened?&lt;br /&gt;- Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do when vending machines stealyour money?&lt;br /&gt;- say wtf? den say, ah fine. screw it. bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you consider yourself kind?&lt;br /&gt;-not exactly, cheerful, yes. kind, always to friends in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would get a tattoo, what part of yourbody would you get it on?&lt;br /&gt;-either arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could be fluent in any other language,what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;-no preference...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know your neighbors?&lt;br /&gt;-nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you consider a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;-choreographing a fight scene in a major action movie. or sitting behind a desk in a radio station bringing what music the ppl want 2 them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you follow your horoscope?&lt;br /&gt;-not relli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you move for the person you loved?&lt;br /&gt;-hell yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe that opposites attract?&lt;br /&gt;-uh-huh. has proved itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream job?&lt;br /&gt;-dj, actor, director&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real job?&lt;br /&gt;-student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite channel?&lt;br /&gt;- mtv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever attempted suicide?&lt;br /&gt;- nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite place to go on weekends?&lt;br /&gt;- club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showers or Baths?&lt;br /&gt;-baths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you paint your nails&lt;br /&gt;- ??? r u insane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you trust people easily?&lt;br /&gt;-rather, but i still maintain a certain distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you keep a handwritten journal?&lt;br /&gt;-nope. never had, never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would you rather be right now?&lt;br /&gt;-at a chalet with my frends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you feel guilty?&lt;br /&gt;-ummm... i dunno... i learn 2 let go of guilt and accept my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavy or light sleep?&lt;br /&gt;-heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;- nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you impatient?&lt;br /&gt;-used to. not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your life motto?&lt;br /&gt;-always stay cheery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATS YOUR MAIN RINGTONE ON YOURPHONE?&lt;br /&gt;-dunno. dun care relli. it's usually on vibrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WERE YOU D0ING AT MIDNIGHTLAST NIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;- sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DID THE THIRD TEXT MESSAGE ONYOURCELL PHONE SAY AND WHO SENT IT?- - you're mean-serene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOS BED DID YOU SLEEP IN LASTNIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;-meesas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?&lt;br /&gt;-i'm topless now, cos i'm at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOST RECENT MOVIE THAT YOUWATCHED?&lt;br /&gt;- poseidon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAME 3 THINGS THAT YOU HAVE ON YOUAT ALLTIMES&lt;br /&gt;-the one ring&lt;br /&gt;-mp3&lt;br /&gt;-glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLOR OF YOUR BEDSHEETS&lt;br /&gt;-orangey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MUCH CASH DO YOU HAVE ON YOURIGHTNOW?&lt;br /&gt;-about 50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite part of the chicken?&lt;br /&gt;-depends on how it's cooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite town/city?&lt;br /&gt;-new york. singapore. sydney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you saw your mom?&lt;br /&gt;- a few mins ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you saw your dad?&lt;br /&gt;-a few secs ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time u talked to them?&lt;br /&gt;-Mom: a few mins&lt;br /&gt;-Dad: a few secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you eat for dinner last night?&lt;br /&gt;- can't remember. food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - AVAILABLE?&lt;br /&gt;-yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B - BEST FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;-must mention all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C - CELEBRITY CRUSH?&lt;br /&gt;-fiona xie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D - DOGS NAME?&lt;br /&gt;-april&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO?&lt;br /&gt;-ash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F - FAVORITE SINGER(S)?&lt;br /&gt;-hoobastank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMYWORMS?&lt;br /&gt;-either one, so long as their gummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H - HOMETOWN?&lt;br /&gt;-Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I - INSTRUMENT?&lt;br /&gt;-guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L - LONGEST CAR RIDE?&lt;br /&gt;-dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - MILK FLAVOR?&lt;br /&gt;-chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS?&lt;br /&gt;-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O- ONE WISH?&lt;br /&gt;-to be a spartan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P - PERSON WHO LAST CALLED YOU?&lt;br /&gt;- ash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - FAVOURITE QUOTE?&lt;br /&gt;-FIE THE VILLIANOUS CURS HAVE OVERTURN THE UNSBSTANTIATED VERDICT IN THE FACE OF TEMPERATE FOOTWEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R- REASON TO SMILE?&lt;br /&gt;- everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S - SONG YOU LAST HEARD&lt;br /&gt;-someday-the afters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T - TIME YOU WOKE UP?&lt;br /&gt;-7++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U - UNKNOWN FACTS ABOUT ME?&lt;br /&gt;- i'm sensitive 2 others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V - VEGETABLE YOU HATE?&lt;br /&gt;-srping onions, ginger, dunno lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W - WORST HABIT(S)?&lt;br /&gt;-sleeping late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD?&lt;br /&gt;-2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z - ZODIAC SIGN?&lt;br /&gt;-leo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114891702445481693?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114891702445481693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114891702445481693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114891702445481693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114891702445481693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/05/more-surveys.html' title='more surveys...'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114890868666848625</id><published>2006-05-29T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T06:18:06.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights and Sounds.</title><content type='html'>hey ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is relli boring ryte now... so i'll juz be reviewing some of the albums i've been listening 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's album will be Lights and Sounds by Yellowcard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the latest album released by yellowcard early this year, the band frm jacksonville florida, best known for their use of a violin in rock has released this album as a sign that they are now more mature. the tunes and lyrics in the cd are largely contrasting to their usual lover-boyish, reminiscent tunes frm ocean avenue. while the latter was a rather big hit with the title track, only one and way away it was not as impactful nor in line with current events. in fact, that album had mostly a punkish feel to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, with the release of Lights and Sounds, yellowcard have delved into the genre of emotional rock. or emocore. it relli makes u sink into the song in a sense that it constantly refers to the listener in songs like lights and sounds. it starts of rather quietly with an opening piano track called three flights up. at the end of this first track though, it crunches into the fast-paced intro of it's title track. while referring to the listener during the song, it kinda tries 2 make u appreciate everything around u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it later procedes 2 tell a story of a single person, whose name is not uncovered until later in the album. "down on my head" basically starts 2 tell the listener about this person's daily life. going about his daily routine until everything goes wrong.  or rather having the "world coming down on [my] head".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sure thing falling" is very sentimental to me, for reasons unknown. haha. but it basically starts introducing us to this character, and apparently, the first-person is trying to prevent something bad frm happenign to our character, by writing "books" to protect him from a terrible fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"city of devils" is next. i personally feel it is an anknowledgement of the corruption and evil in our society and y we, or in this case the central character has to live in it.it has a relli dark and moody feel to it, so much so dat he "can't see the sky here at night". it's more or less a depressing but true song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"rough landing, holly" is very much a love song in it's own right. i mean, through all the explosive rock, u can still here the lyrics about how our character misses this loved one, holly, even in the midst of the war. and about how she is his courage and strength to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"two weeks from twenty" is largely a revelation for all of us, as we now know our main character's name. Jimmy. here we hear about his dreams, his ambitions and everything he wanted to be. as mentioned, he was one of those whom "they we sent with a gun." signing away his right to be proud, i feel, was referring to the enlistment form for the army. it has a really jazzy feel to it, with the inclusion of the sax, but it still manages to bring out a feeling of grief for this nineteen-year-old who died in a war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"waiting game" is a very brink-of-death kinda song, where it seems that jimmy wants and needs to see holly one more time, u noe, the usual, deathbed scene thingy.  but it's touching in that sense. the story, which has progressed up until here holds a very emotional feeling, which i feel, tries to make us sympathize with those lost in the war, many of whom had lives ahead of them, but sacrificed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"martin sheen or JFK" is rather confusing for me, mostly becos it seems to be speaking from more than one voice. on one hand, the authority seems to be stressing that he's taking all the soldiers, jimmy included and the latter appears to be protesting against fighting, but he has no choice, hence "i'll hurt for you". later on in the song, one whom i'd assume to be holly cries out in an empty bed, that jimmy is gone, and she can't live without him because "[he's][her] air". this is more or less a collection of all the character's thoughts at that point in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"grey", i can't relli tell hu's point of view it's being sung from, largely cos it kinda applies to everyone. it's relli a lot about confusion and how everythign seems to be in disarray. it also shows us that jimmy duzzen't regret his decision of going to war. in a sense, he's breaking up with holly in this song. and it's touching in a sense that he duzzent' want his death to affect her. *sniff**sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"words, hands, hearts". it's after the war, and everyone is now looking back on how the war has changed them. it is now that it is explicitly revealed to us that what has happend is irreversible. and noone can do anything to change what has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"how i go", the first relli cheerful song in the album. although it's talking mostly of how jimmy is given a resolution, and that he's not at all unhappy about dying, he encourages holly to cry it out, and to "let it flow". the mention of a son kinda gives the impression that perhaps holly was pregnant when jimmy died, and that jimmy is now talking in sprit to his son. maybe, maybe not. it's just an inference. but a very heartwarming song, nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last song in the album, "holly wood died", juz when u tot everything was fine and dandy, we see that maybe, holly and jimmy never lived such a perfect, peaceful suburban life. the mentioning of "coming down" kinda refers to hell. seriously. it also seem like he's trying to tempt her into dying, but maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, lights and sounds is telling the story of one boy and one girl, who love each other so deeply, and yet are seperated by war and death. as well as all the trials and tribulation before and after the war. and about how society duzzen't relli give a shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114890868666848625?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114890868666848625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114890868666848625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114890868666848625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114890868666848625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/05/lights-and-sounds.html' title='Lights and Sounds.'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114848097440891166</id><published>2006-05-24T07:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T07:29:34.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me- yenriels, yenriels! get ur yenriels here! sale today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buddhin- ONLY 15 YEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[class erupts in laughter] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae was Victoria 130 challengen, and 2 tell the truth, i wasn't very enthusiastic cos it wasn't the real victoria challenge... so dat kinda sux. it's this mini version of the victoria challenge hld every 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;in the orginal, every class is given 24 hours to do something extreme which will last for a very long time... like paint a mural, or make a damn long banner, or construct bbq pits... instead, in this cheap rip-off, we were given 3.6 hours 2 do something minor... no fun... at least the real victoria challenge is next year... WOOHOO!!! ash and i hope 2 propose completing the Halo 1 and Halo 2 campaigns on legendary in 24 hours. the rest of the class wanna make boats and put them in the eco pond, where they will get ravaged by the fish... hmmm... i like the first idea better, though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, our 130 challenge was 2 make 13 kites and fly them... at first, we were relli behind schedule, and ben was getting pissed off, becos for once in his life he felt important. from what i observed, he tot he was in charge and kept yelling at everyone. loser. i honestly felt like giving him a closeup look at the dust particles on the sole of my shoe. but somehow, after like, half the time was gone, everybody speeded up even though we were missing the manpower of jon and juffri for the most part bcos dey were in the field playing soccer, and also that of abdul, joseph and salihin hu were playing coin soccer... but noone relli cared or noticed, so i juz shut up and helped make the kites while listening to hoobastank... yay! EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we managed 2 finish with like, half and hour 2 spare.cool! so we went down 2 the field 2 go fly kite. den it turned out that, out of the 13 kites we made, onli one could fly decently. and also, since it was the onli one, we ran a relay around the field with it, and upon finishing, the kite skeleton broke. fun... woohoo... bravo.... round of applause, gentlemen... haiz... nvm. it was fun while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had this recent spasm fer drawing the past couple of days... especially drawing halo stuff... i was rather proud of my master chief sketch, but i sacrificed it 2 gnui 2 whom i offered 2 give to to use as a fake birthday present attachment frm moi... yes, i helped my frend lie 2 his parents...but onli at the promise that he would put it in his room... haha. i should've scanned and saved it in my com. haiz.. nvm... i juz console myself by saying that the shading was horrendous. haha. the most recent one i've done is of an elite. it's drawn with a more anime style than anything else... reminiscent of the days when i used 2 draw anime in class... haiz... now i think i've lost my skill... hu cares? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, it took rather long, but here are the photos frm the IAEA conference... yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j151/guywithballz/KCVS3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! behold, the victorian grandeur... the majesty, the pride, the glory, my spastic smile!!! (cancel appropriately)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j151/guywithballz/KCVS5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was very freakish... i dun even wanna describe it... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j151/guywithballz/KCVS4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was supposed 2 be our emo poses, but ryte now, i juz look ashamed... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j151/guywithballz/KCVS1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, our very friendly african, friends. woohoo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114848097440891166?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114848097440891166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114848097440891166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114848097440891166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114848097440891166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/05/me-yenriels-yenriels-get-ur-yenriels_24.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114830418257170989</id><published>2006-05-22T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T06:23:02.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another survey thing... i have no life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#473af5;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style; font-size: 85%;"&gt;1. Start Time&lt;br /&gt;/*9:08&lt;br /&gt;2. Name&lt;br /&gt;/* Hansen&lt;br /&gt;3. Nickname&lt;br /&gt;/* Guy&lt;br /&gt;4. If u were a skittle what color would you be?&lt;br /&gt;/* Blue&lt;br /&gt;5. Chinese Zodiac&lt;br /&gt;/* Goat&lt;br /&gt;6. Zodiac&lt;br /&gt;/* Leo&lt;br /&gt;7. Hair color&lt;br /&gt;/* Black&lt;br /&gt;8. Eye color&lt;br /&gt;/* Brown&lt;br /&gt;9. Height&lt;br /&gt;/* 180&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite Color&lt;br /&gt;/* depends on compatiblity with my mood&lt;br /&gt;11. glasses?&lt;br /&gt;/* Yup&lt;br /&gt;12. Braces?&lt;br /&gt;/* nopenope&lt;br /&gt;13. Piercing/tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;/* uh-uh&lt;br /&gt;15. Area code&lt;br /&gt;/* 1800-EAT-SHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******HAVE YOU EVER******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Cut your own hair?&lt;br /&gt;/*do eyebrows count?&lt;br /&gt;18. Did you do something in the past month thatyou regret?&lt;br /&gt;/* taking my exams&lt;br /&gt;20. Kissed someone who isn't ur g/f or b/f?&lt;br /&gt;/* yea&lt;br /&gt;21. Skipped school?&lt;br /&gt;/* nope. did in jan though...&lt;br /&gt;22. Bungee jumped?&lt;br /&gt;/* nopenope. hope 2 though...&lt;br /&gt;23. Had sex outside?&lt;br /&gt;/* nope&lt;br /&gt;24. Dumped someone?&lt;br /&gt;/* nope&lt;br /&gt;25. Been arrested?&lt;br /&gt;/* nope&lt;br /&gt;26. TP'd someone's house?&lt;br /&gt;/* not dat lame...&lt;br /&gt;27. Won something?&lt;br /&gt;/* Yea&lt;br /&gt;30. Been rejected?&lt;br /&gt;/* Yea&lt;br /&gt;31. Been to a funeral?&lt;br /&gt;/* nope. supposed 2 go, but i had no time 2 make it back home...&lt;br /&gt;32. Used a lighter?&lt;br /&gt;/* Yupyup&lt;br /&gt;33. Been on stage?&lt;br /&gt;/* 2dae, in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****FAVORITE*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Season&lt;br /&gt;/* Summer. dunno y. juz is.&lt;br /&gt;35. Food&lt;br /&gt;/* no real preference...&lt;br /&gt;36. Ice cream flavor&lt;br /&gt;/* ain;t a big fan of it....&lt;br /&gt;37. School subject(s)&lt;br /&gt;/* Lit/ A maths.&lt;br /&gt;38. Person?&lt;br /&gt;/* everyone in wheelchair gang...&lt;br /&gt;41. Book(s)&lt;br /&gt;/* ummm... not sure, relli...&lt;br /&gt;42. Movie(s)&lt;br /&gt;/* no real preference...&lt;br /&gt;43. Song?&lt;br /&gt;/* I write sins not tragedies by panic!at the disco, and song by hoobastank and yellowcard.&lt;br /&gt;44. Park?&lt;br /&gt;/* TSiglap linear park. grown 2 like it since i walk through it everyday...&lt;br /&gt;45. State&lt;br /&gt;/* Singapore, i guess...&lt;br /&gt;46. Place&lt;br /&gt;/* my room... gr8 fer sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;47. Sport to watch&lt;br /&gt;/* football and pool...&lt;br /&gt;49. Bands/musicians&lt;br /&gt;/* Nickel back, hoobastank, yellowcard... still got a lot...&lt;br /&gt;50. Letter(s)&lt;br /&gt;/* f,u,c,k&lt;br /&gt;51. Restaurant&lt;br /&gt;/* not sure... anywhere dat has buffets lah...&lt;br /&gt;52. Cartoon Character(s)&lt;br /&gt;/* dn relli watch cartoons anymore...&lt;br /&gt;53. TV Station(s)&lt;br /&gt;/* MTV, Star world, dunno liao. hardly watch tv...&lt;br /&gt;54. Name for a son&lt;br /&gt;/* Jacen, Luke or Anakin...&lt;br /&gt;55. Name for a daughter&lt;br /&gt;/* Jaina, Leia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******DO YOU PREFER******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Chocolate or Vanilla?&lt;br /&gt;/* Choco...&lt;br /&gt;58. Long relationships or one night stands ?&lt;br /&gt;/* Long relationships.&lt;br /&gt;59. Dogs or cats?&lt;br /&gt;/* Dogs...&lt;br /&gt;60. Scary movies or comedies?&lt;br /&gt;/* Comedies, but scary movies if dey have blood, gore, emotion...&lt;br /&gt;61. Short hair or long&lt;br /&gt;/* Short.&lt;br /&gt;62. Croutons or bacon bits?&lt;br /&gt;/* Bacon Bits.&lt;br /&gt;63. Kissing or hugging&lt;br /&gt;/* Kissing... and hugging... i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****FIRST THINGS THAT COME TO MIND****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Mexicans&lt;br /&gt;/* buritos.&lt;br /&gt;65. School&lt;br /&gt;/* VS&lt;br /&gt;66. Grass&lt;br /&gt;/* football&lt;br /&gt;67. Cow&lt;br /&gt;/* cheese&lt;br /&gt;68. Canada&lt;br /&gt;/* mountains&lt;br /&gt;69. Mouse&lt;br /&gt;/* Sophie&lt;br /&gt;70. Hands&lt;br /&gt;/* poke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******THE PAST 48 HOURS, HAVE YOU******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Watched a movie?&lt;br /&gt;/* i not stupid 2&lt;br /&gt;72. Talked on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;/* Yea&lt;br /&gt;73. Cried?&lt;br /&gt;/* ? wad's dat?&lt;br /&gt;74. Threw up?&lt;br /&gt;/* nope&lt;br /&gt;75. Drank a glass of water?&lt;br /&gt;/* Yes.&lt;br /&gt;76. Done Drugs?&lt;br /&gt;/* u wish...&lt;br /&gt;77. Read a book or magazine?&lt;br /&gt;/* yea&lt;br /&gt;78. Watched TV?&lt;br /&gt;/* Yea&lt;br /&gt;79. Looked in the mirror?&lt;br /&gt;/* yupyup...&lt;br /&gt;80. Taken a shower?&lt;br /&gt;/* uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;81. Taken a picture?&lt;br /&gt;/* yup. during the conference...&lt;br /&gt;82. Listened to music?&lt;br /&gt;/* yup. always...&lt;br /&gt;83. Kissed someone?&lt;br /&gt;/* Yea&lt;br /&gt;85. Told someone you liked them&lt;br /&gt;/* nope. 4 days late...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114830418257170989?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114830418257170989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114830418257170989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114830418257170989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114830418257170989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/05/another-survey-thing-i-have-no-life.html' title='another survey thing... i have no life...'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114828379886830265</id><published>2006-05-21T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T00:43:18.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally... IT'S OVER!</title><content type='html'>ms wong- well, we'll all go have some milo first, ok?&lt;br /&gt;mr meyer-yes, u guys all need to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;linus-omg, can i dun drink the milo?&lt;br /&gt;ms wong- y? r u lactose intolerent?&lt;br /&gt;linus- no, i juz dun like milo...&lt;br /&gt;me- [laughs hysterically and wakes ppl within a 5-blk radius up.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm back frm the conference, considering i got the rest of the day off... it was pretty cool i guess. gr8 feeling to actually perform it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got dad 2 send me 2 kc in the morn, i actually managed 2 give the correct directions fer once in my life. and i saw ms koh driving out of the sch 2 go back 2 vs 2 get the camera. i tried waving, but she didn't see. quite surprising, considering the fact dat she duzzen't usually keep her eyes on the road... haha. relli, sms-ing in the car. WHEN DRIVING!? anyway, i was kinda lost, cos i tot at that point dat the meeting point was vs. luckily, the relli nice security guard came and told me the rest were inside. thx, auntie!!! haha. but i still didn't noe where, until the kc teacher, ms wong graciously pointed me 2 the music room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bus ride was pretty uneventful, unless u count us making fun of ms koh. haha. particularly enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got 2 the copthorne, everything was likel, prepped and ready, all the seats were neatly arranged and shit... put our bags in the holding room, incidentally called the pelican. haha. sadly, we couldn't rehearse cos the anklung freaks were playing their music super loud. haha. linus loved it, i could barely stand it. so i spent most of the time talking to ms koh and one of the seab ppl while they were playing. yes, as hard as it is to believe, i couldn't care less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listened intently and with "infinite" interest to the opening addresses, glancing at ms koh for a signal to go and queue up after each one to prepare fer our performance. after several false alarms, i handed ms koh my valueables(as much as it pained my heart), and stood on the right of the stage. omg, adrenaline was pumping like free. unfortunately, i was not allowed 2 move, so all i could do was smile it off at ben. haha. i couldn't see his reaction mainly cos i didn't wear my specs. i took 'em off cos i didn't want 2 feel nervous. yes, cowardly, aren't i? ms koh tot i took 'em off cos they had a habit off slipping down my nose during the performance. oh well, i guess that works too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weirdly, as serious as the play is supposed 2 be, the audience found it rather humorous. dey laughed when ben talked about his trophies, dey laughed when adeeb said the marking scheme changed, dey laughed when i stood on the box(?), dey luaghed when daryl and i were compring he marks, dey laughed at the term "loser-friendly", dey onli didn't laugh during charlotte, cheng and sophie's performances. at least that maintained it's seriousness... the outro was rather well-received... i noticed dat the most applause an cheering were for those hu wanted 2 go into the entertainment industry, not the doctors, lawyer or genetic scientists... haha. no offence, though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon getting back 2 our seats, vp lim gave us a huge thumbs-up. yay!!! gr8 2 have a supporter... anyway, borke us fer tea, and got congratulated by some british bigshot director thingy. the nigerian delegates were very very friendly. they wanted like, loads of photos. we must have taken like, 7 photos with them, fer them. photowhoring was fun, definitely. according 2 mr. lim, we were topics of conversations... which RULEZ!!!! haha. celebrity status fer a day. extremely addictive, trust me. well, i gtg celbrate my mom's bdae, now... buffet! pics to come soon!!! watch this space!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114828379886830265?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114828379886830265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114828379886830265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114828379886830265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114828379886830265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/05/finally-its-over.html' title='finally... IT&apos;S OVER!'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114821783381827898</id><published>2006-05-21T05:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T06:23:53.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meyer-what kind of song is that? [referring to I write sins not tragedies by Panic!at the disco]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me-it's emotional rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meyer-is there even such a genre? i've never heard of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me- yes, well, it's not very wide-spread...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meyer- what's the difference from the normal rock?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me-it's emotional?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah... super nervous. tmr's the actual performance at the grand copthorne waterfront hotel. haiz... it seems like it was juz yesterday when ben, cheng and i were gloating about going to kc fer a whole afternoon... haiz.. it ended too fast. hopefully we get chosen 2 act in mr. meyer's play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i haven't given my top 20 fer a long time so, i'll spare all of u the pain of reading through my lyrics ANALytical stuff, so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Someday- The Afters-I Wish We All Could Win (Credit to cheng fer reco-ing me this song.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Let u go- Ashley Parker Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.One- Mary J. Blidge feat U2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Lie To Me- Daniel Powter-Daniel Powter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Hips Don't Lie- Shakira feat. Wyclef Jean-Oral Fixations Vol. 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Good Enough- Hoobastank-Every Man For Himself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.All Downhill From Here- New Found Glory-Catalyst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.We Are One Tonight- Switchfoot-Nothing Is Sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Be Without You- Mary J. Blidge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.My Sacrifice- Creed-Weathered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Saying Sorry- Hawthorne Heights-If Only You Were Lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Rush- Aly and AJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Savin' Me- Nickelback-All The Right Reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Photo-Ryan Cabrera-You Stand Watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.I Wish You Were Here-Incubus-(Single)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Broadway- Goo Goo Dolls-Dizzy Up The Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Krafty- New Order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Sitting, Waiting, Wishing-Jack Johnson-In Between Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Too Much Food-Jason Mraz-Waiting For My Rocket To Come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I Write Sins Not Tragedies-Panic!at The Disco-A Fever You Can't Sweat Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114821783381827898?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114821783381827898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114821783381827898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114821783381827898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114821783381827898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/05/top-20.html' title='Top 20'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114804074256015044</id><published>2006-05-19T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T05:12:22.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yeast.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ben- oh shit! jon oh's wedding is on the 27th! dat means i can't go! damn!!!&lt;br /&gt;me- u're not invited. not like we want u dere anyway...&lt;br /&gt;[dejected look frm ben]&lt;br /&gt;harry- wtf??? then the girls sure outnumber the guys one lah!&lt;br /&gt;me-hence, we need a medium between the two. ben... i've changed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;back to sch it was 2dae. thx 2 our dear monitors, we had free period all the way till 1045 frm 0740. not bad huh? the mats spent it playing cards, harry got pissed with xurong fer taking the full metal alchemists mangas frm his bag without permission. and ash and i listened 2 music the whole way through. justin and kwok cheong oso. apparently, they seemed 2 think dat all the songs whose titles dey did not noe, dey would ask me and i would.quite cool. made me feel important. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the day was quite uneventful...until after sch. i had 2 keep telling all the np guys i had a rehearsal. unfortunately, due 2 the confidentiality surrounding Printed Dreams and Paper Castles, i couldn't give much info. i'm kinda worried it sounded too much like a made-up excuse.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sry guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;coming back home, i'm dead bored... haiz...well...i'll go call gnui see if he can play with me. cyaz!!!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114804074256015044?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114804074256015044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114804074256015044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114804074256015044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114804074256015044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/05/yeast.html' title='yeast.'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114796122341862454</id><published>2006-05-18T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T07:07:07.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 straight hours of covenant ass-kicking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me-maybe i should take the mike.&lt;br /&gt;gnui-y?&lt;br /&gt;me- juz in case i need to talk to nick, considernig he's like, 6 km away.&lt;br /&gt;gnui- but i need it!&lt;br /&gt;me-what for?&lt;br /&gt;gnui-juz in case i need to exchange tactical information with ash!&lt;br /&gt;me-HE'S SITTING RIGHT NEXT TO YOU!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;gnui-precisely.&lt;br /&gt;me-asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went to ash's hse 2dae 2 finish up Halo 2. upon arrvial at tampines mrt, i found i had 1/2 and hour 2 kill. hmmm... so i juz went 2 have breakfast t mcdonald's while listening 2 jerry seinfeld's comedy which i had on my mp3 and i didn;t noe. however, halfway through my hotcakes, i heard this dude shout something weird at seinfeld, and started coughing out my hotcakes. try not 2 picture it. then this dude sitting next 2 me started showing his care and concern. he looked a bit like shan wee. i was rather stunned fer a sec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back 2 the mrt station and saw wai yong, andrew and wilson. prolly went fer a movie. not that it matters anyway... i'm kind juz filling up this space with random shit... ash arrived and on 2 his house we went. strangely enuff, we kinda treated gnui like a dog, trying 2 arrange fer him 2 go 2 nick's place. gd thing nick said no, actually, otherwise, i dun see how we could've called gnui and told him: " hey gnui. good news. u are going nick's house! we'll call u when we're ready 2 play live. ok? ok. cool. bye dude".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the original plan was 2 finish the campaign first, then call gnui and have him come over. unfortunately, the moment we started on sacred icon, gnui popped through the door. i literally wanted 2 burst out and say "WTF???". it ended up dat gnui sat around and gave irritating comments. i found it quie bothersome. sadly, i had 2 find ways 2 hint at gnui 2 shut up, largely bcos everything he said seemed 2 come true. much like the example above. it looked to me like he had nvr relli come so far into the game on heroic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finished the campaign at last around 5 plus. so i stayed a little 2 play live. we lied 2 nick dat ash lost his live subscription, so when we signed in, the first thing we heard on the speakers was nick saying :"u lied to me." it was quite funny. i managed 2 spend most of my time screaming in nick's ear. haha.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;now all that's left is fer me to somehow get an xbox 360 b4 the release of halo 3 next year. i'll go think about how 2 go about dat now, all the while nursing my aching head. tmr's checking scripts... haiz... plus rehearsal... shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114796122341862454?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114796122341862454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114796122341862454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114796122341862454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114796122341862454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/05/8-straight-hours-of-covenant-ass.html' title='8 straight hours of covenant ass-kicking...'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114787501360167667</id><published>2006-05-17T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T07:10:13.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lightning is actually made of...gummy bears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me-ok, as painful as it is, let's look at ben for a while... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ben- wth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me- yes, well, say fer example, mdm ernies says dat u can-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ash- can u hurrythis up, *painful expression* my eyes are watering... AAARRRGGGHHHH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes well, hihi. first day back at sch since exams ended, and i must say, after 2 days of rehearsals, going back 2 my carzy-ass class was rather comforting. although i wish i could say similar about the day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after assembly in the parade square(on a wednesday? wtf???), we headed straight fer mr chia(no relation) 2 settle the cwo business. 4 hours on monday... fuck. den proceeded merrily down 2 the hall fer a student-prefect dialogue. oh plz. like anyone relli cares... ash and i didn't. we spent the whole time discussing formations 2 use on tmr's co-op halo 2. i think we're all pretty much set. going back 2 class fer maths was nth special... ash and i spent recess at the amphitheatre listening 2 halo 2 tracks. we were like, envisioning action sequences with the music... it was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went 2 the auditorium 10 mins late fer the victoria 130 challenge briefing. chun how is dead hilarious. he kept making fun of all the challenges the previous batches did. i suggested making a giant kite, and tying teng wei 2 it, den we send him back 2 his home planet. haha. quite lame lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after briefing went fer lunch at the canteen, where ash and i discussed the halo story, having a debate about whether the covenant could activate halo(s). i think it's possible. he didn't. debate ensued. ben juz watched foolishly, cos, he's ben. and someway, somehow, we started talking about travelling at the speed of light, and then about how lightsabers work. i didn't have time 2 answer all questions cos ben and i had 2 go fer rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus, i missed our stop, cos i was stunned by ash's question fer like, 10 secs. he actually asked me: "i wonder how grunts reproduce?" i had relli very bad images popping into my mind... and i was like, frozen... so i walked by myself 2 kc. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met nadia outside kc. exchanged a few sentences of negligible importance and relevance and proceeded 2 the black box. we found that being locked inside theblack box with no lights was damn fun. cheng got shockedby adeeb hu was sitting behind him. but being cheng, he was none the wiser. haha. no offence, cheng. u were hilarious. (: the girls came in and disappeared behind the curtain. i went 2 summon them, and found sophie with her hair thrown over her face, charlotte limp on a chair, and meijing sitting straight up on the stairs. i was like "SON-OF-A-BITCH!" haha. it was truly frightening. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr meyer came in and introed us 2 the game "vampire". no, not the hand game, although it's rather fun. the game was conducted in the pitch dark black box, with ppl going around speezing shoulders and turning them into vampires. i was quite safe lah, cos i could see a few of them... and when someone bit me frm behind, i was attacked by mr meyer, whom i then proceeded to disrupt his blood flow by squeezing his neck relli hard. haha. he screamed in pain. i do so enjoy such things. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practices went fine, we all got much more untied with our characters. mr meyer was quite happy, so was i. although most ppl couldn't tell cos i went into my "lone wolf" mode. i could tell mr meyer was quite worried, although it's quite normal fer me 2 go into such, stasis. it's not very comfortable fer other when i shut up. i dunno y... is it a very ominous sign, like a bad omen or something? dey always seem so freaked out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finshed early though, so dad was able 2 pick me up. unfortunately, it was difficult fer him 2 find kc, so i made it easier fer him and walked my way down 2 parkway. bought a large whipped potato there! yay! i luv legumes!!! haha. kk, lame. anyway, dad picked me up and we went 2 old airport 2 buy my mum some dinner. surprisingly, i met mr chia there. haha. h was like: "hello boy, how are you?" i was shocked lah. onli when i looked down did i see him sitting down at a table, eating red beans. haha. bad time too. my shirt was tucked out(yeah. i noe. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;relli serious&lt;/span&gt; offence). but it was a rather weird moment. started talking about the vandals, and nth else much. but at least i managed 2 get the guys' cwo reduced 2 2 hours frm 4 on mon. gotta tell 'em dat. haha. well,  i'm gonna turn in now. got a big day of covenant ass-kicking tmr. haha,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114787501360167667?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114787501360167667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114787501360167667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114787501360167667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114787501360167667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/05/lightning-is-actually-made-ofgummy.html' title='lightning is actually made of...gummy bears.'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114778765639463049</id><published>2006-05-16T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T06:54:16.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i write sins not tragedies by panic! at the disco</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;     Oh, well imagine, as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor, &lt;br /&gt;and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words: &lt;br /&gt;"What a beautiful wedding! What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to a waiter. &lt;br /&gt;"And yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" &lt;br /&gt;No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. &lt;br /&gt;I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" &lt;br /&gt;No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved &lt;br /&gt;Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne &lt;br /&gt;Oh! Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved &lt;br /&gt;Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne, pour the champagne &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" &lt;br /&gt;No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. &lt;br /&gt;I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" &lt;br /&gt;No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" &lt;br /&gt;No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. &lt;br /&gt;I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!" &lt;br /&gt;No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114778765639463049?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114778765639463049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114778765639463049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114778765639463049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114778765639463049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-write-sins-not-tragedies-by-panic-at.html' title='i write sins not tragedies by panic! at the disco'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114736344170547354</id><published>2006-05-11T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T09:04:01.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>50 questions. huh? y so many? can discount ornot arh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc33;"&gt;50 Questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stolen frm seren's blog. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth-&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you like anyone?: yes&lt;br /&gt;2. Do they know it?: yes&lt;br /&gt;3. Simple or complicated?: complicated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Last Month-&lt;br /&gt;4. Had sex: nope&lt;br /&gt;5. Bought something: yupyup&lt;br /&gt;6. Gotten sick?: yup. day right b4 exams too.&lt;br /&gt;8. Felt dumb?: huh?&lt;br /&gt;9. Talked to an ex?: uh-huh. everyday, relli.&lt;br /&gt;10. Missed someone?: hmmm... i guess so...&lt;br /&gt;11. Failed a test: haha. unavoidable.&lt;br /&gt;12. Ate cereal: um, some multi-grained thingy with oats and shit.&lt;br /&gt;13. Danced crazy: last month, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;14. Got your hair cut?: yaya. i think it looks better short though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unique-&lt;br /&gt;16. Nervous habits?: walking down long stretches of road with my music in my ear, mouthing the words as i go.&lt;br /&gt;18. Can you roll your tongue?:yupyup. competed with mdm ernie on both sides of the wondow with dat.&lt;br /&gt;19. Can you raise one eyebrow?: yupyup. i call it my quizzical look.&lt;br /&gt;20. Can you cross your eyes?: hu can't?&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you make your bed daily: wad's dat? oh u mean take wood and hammer-hammer ah?&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you think you are unique: i am unique. as is everyone else. noone is the same. physically, maybe. emotionally, no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you Ever-&lt;br /&gt;23. Given money to a homeless person?: i seem to recall, dat i did. once. or twice.&lt;br /&gt;24. Said "I Love you"?: more than once. even to friends. more often to frends.&lt;br /&gt;26. Waited all night for a phone call?: frm hu?&lt;br /&gt;27. And never got it?: see above.&lt;br /&gt;28. Sat and looked at the stars?: oh yeah. during sec 3 camp. so beautiful i actually teared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manners-&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you swear?: like u wouldn't believe, bro.&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you ever "talked back" to people?: ask anyone i;ve met.&lt;br /&gt;31. You cook your own food?: constanly. i tend 2 like my own cooking. haha.&lt;br /&gt;32. You do your own chores?: i dun have chores to do. i consider them opportunities to display consideracy.&lt;br /&gt;33. You like beef jerky?: i managed to hit my cousin in the arm when ripping it apart.&lt;br /&gt;34. You like pepsi or coke?: ppl hu noe me half-decently, will noe.&lt;br /&gt;35. You're happy with your hair?: i'm quite happy with it, yea.&lt;br /&gt;36. You own a dog?: used to. den my mum gave her away. i got pissed.&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you like to swim?: like to?not relli. but i dun mind swimming with my cousins. it's our bonding time.&lt;br /&gt;39. When you get bored do you call a friend?: yupyup.&lt;br /&gt;40. Are you patient?: yup. didn;t use 2 be though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you Prefer-&lt;br /&gt;41. Flowers or candy?: candy.&lt;br /&gt;42. Gray or black?: black&lt;br /&gt;43. Color or black and white photos?: depends on the image.&lt;br /&gt;44. red or black?: black&lt;br /&gt;45. Lust or Love?: Love.&lt;br /&gt;46. Winter or Summer?: summer.&lt;br /&gt;47. Tea or coffee?: coke. haha.&lt;br /&gt;48. Ice cream or Cake?: ice-cream. specifically, mcflurry.&lt;br /&gt;49. Christmas or Thanksgiving?: Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;50. Day or night?: day. nth much fer me 2 do at night.&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/20223466-114736344170547354?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114736344170547354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114736344170547354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114736344170547354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114736344170547354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/05/50-questions-huh-y-so-many-can.html' title='50 questions. huh? y so many? can discount ornot arh?'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114699628435724522</id><published>2006-05-07T02:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T03:07:18.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how guai am i? not likely to have a low score.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;let's see how guai i am, yea? i think i'll be surprised...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) smoked&lt;br /&gt;2) consumed alcohol&lt;br /&gt;3) slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;4) slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;5) made out with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;6) made out with someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;7) had someone in your room of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;8) watched porn&lt;br /&gt;9) bought porn&lt;br /&gt;10) done drugs&lt;br /&gt;11) taken pain killers&lt;br /&gt;12) taken someone else's prescription medicine&lt;br /&gt;13) lied to your parents&lt;br /&gt;14) lied to a friend&lt;br /&gt;15) snuck out of the house&lt;br /&gt;16) done something illegal&lt;br /&gt;17) cut yourself&lt;br /&gt;18) hurt someone&lt;br /&gt;19) wished someone to die&lt;br /&gt;20) seen someone die&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;21) missed curfew&lt;br /&gt;22) stayed out all night&lt;br /&gt;23) eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself&lt;br /&gt;24) been to a therapist&lt;br /&gt;25) been to rehab&lt;br /&gt;26) dyed your hair&lt;br /&gt;27) received a ticket&lt;br /&gt;28) been in a wreck&lt;br /&gt;29) been to a club&lt;br /&gt;30) been to a bar&lt;br /&gt;31) been to a wild party&lt;br /&gt;32) seen the Mardi Gras&lt;br /&gt;34) had a spring break in Florida&lt;br /&gt;35) sniffed anything&lt;br /&gt;36) wore black nail polish&lt;br /&gt;37) wore arm bands&lt;br /&gt;38) wore t-shirts with band names&lt;br /&gt;39) listened to rap&lt;br /&gt;40) own a 50 cent CD&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;41) dressed gothic&lt;br /&gt;42) dressed prep&lt;br /&gt;43) dressed punk&lt;br /&gt;44) dressed grunge&lt;br /&gt;45) stole something&lt;br /&gt;46) been too drunk to remember anything&lt;br /&gt;47) blacked out&lt;br /&gt;48) fainted&lt;br /&gt;49) had a crush on your neighbor&lt;br /&gt;50) had someone sneak into your room&lt;br /&gt;51) snuck into someone else's room&lt;br /&gt;52) had a crush on someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;53) been to a concert&lt;br /&gt;54) dry humped someone&lt;br /&gt;55) been called a slut&lt;br /&gt;56) called someone a slut&lt;br /&gt;57) installed speakers in your car&lt;br /&gt;58) broke a mirror&lt;br /&gt;59) showered at someone of the opposites sex's house&lt;br /&gt;60) brushed your teeth with someone elses toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;61) consider Mac, Dre, e40 or Mistah Fab your favorite rapper&lt;br /&gt;62) seen an R rated movie in theaters&lt;br /&gt;63) cruised the mall&lt;br /&gt;64) skipped school&lt;br /&gt;65) had an eating disorder&lt;br /&gt;66) had an injury&lt;br /&gt;67) gone to court&lt;br /&gt;68) walked out of a restaurant without paying&lt;br /&gt;69) caught something on fire&lt;br /&gt;70) lied about your age&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;71) owned an apartment&lt;br /&gt;72) cheated on your boyfriend/girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;73) cheated with someone&lt;br /&gt;74) got in trouble with the police&lt;br /&gt;75) talked to a stranger&lt;br /&gt;76) hugged a stranger&lt;br /&gt;77) kissed a stranger&lt;br /&gt;78) rode in the car with a stranger&lt;br /&gt;79) been sexually harassed&lt;br /&gt;80) been verbally harassed&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;81) met face to face with someone you met online&lt;br /&gt;82) stayed online for 12 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;83) talked on the phone for more than 6 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;84) watched TV for 12 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;85) been to a fair&lt;br /&gt;86) been called a bad influence&lt;br /&gt;87) cursed&lt;br /&gt;88) prank called someone&lt;br /&gt;89) laid in the bed with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;90) cheated on a test&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185); font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 80, 185);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;91) cheated on homework&lt;br /&gt;92) held hands with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;93) been pushed into a pool&lt;br /&gt;94) played pool&lt;br /&gt;95) watched 5 hours of mtv straight&lt;br /&gt;96) had a crush on someone 10 years older than you &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;97) had a crush on someone younger than you&lt;br /&gt;98) wear eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;99) skinny dipped&lt;br /&gt;100) laughed at someone who was seriously hurt&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow... 42! how un-guai... haha. not at all surprising...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114699628435724522?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114699628435724522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114699628435724522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114699628435724522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114699628435724522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-guai-am-i-not-likely-to-have-low.html' title='how guai am i? not likely to have a low score.'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114689039880887274</id><published>2006-05-05T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T21:39:58.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Horoscope(Freakishly correct)</title><content type='html'>CHINESE HOROSCOPE:&lt;br /&gt;THE YEAR OF THE IRON DRAGON,&lt;br /&gt;WISHING YOU PROSPERITY AND GOOD&lt;br /&gt;FORTUNE IN THE&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOLLOW THE INSTRUCTIONS -&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT CHEAT&lt;br /&gt;OR IT WON'T WORK AND&lt;br /&gt;YOU WILL WISH YOU HADN`T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE 3 MINUTES&lt;br /&gt;TRY THIS - IT WILL FREAK YOU OUT.&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;THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO ME&lt;br /&gt;SAID&lt;br /&gt;HER WISH CAME TRUE 10 MINUTES&lt;br /&gt;AFTER&lt;br /&gt;SHE&lt;br /&gt;FORWARDED THE EMAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO CHEATING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS GAME HAS A FUNNY / CREEPY&lt;br /&gt;OUTCOME.&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;DO NOT READ AHEAD, JUST DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT TAKES ABOUT 3 MINUTES - WORTH&lt;br /&gt;A TRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st. Get PEN and PAPER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd. WHEN CHOOSING NAMES, MAKE&lt;br /&gt;SURE&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE REAL PEOPLE THAT YOU&lt;br /&gt;ACTUALLY&lt;br /&gt;KNOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd. GO WITH YOUR FIRST&lt;br /&gt;INSTINCTS !!!!! Very&lt;br /&gt;important for good results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th SCROLL DOWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE LINE AT THE TIME&lt;br /&gt;DON`T READ AHEAD&lt;br /&gt;otherwise&lt;br /&gt;YOU WILL RUIN THE FUN.&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;1. On a blank sheet of paper, WRITE&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERS 1&lt;br /&gt;through 11 in a COLUMN on the LEFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Next to the NUMBERS 1 &amp; 2,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRITE DOWN ANY&lt;br /&gt;2 NUMBERS YOU WANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE NUMBER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Next to the NUMBERS 3 &amp;amp; 7,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRITE DOWN THE NAMES OF TWO&lt;br /&gt;MEMBERS&lt;br /&gt;OF THE OPPOSITE SEX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUTION: DO NOT LOOK AHEAD or IT&lt;br /&gt;WILL NOT&lt;br /&gt;TURN OUT RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WRITE ANYONES NAME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(like FRIENDS or FAMILY...)&lt;br /&gt;next to 4, 5, &amp; 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON`T CHEAT OR YOU`LL BE UPSET&lt;br /&gt;THAT YOU&lt;br /&gt;DID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. WRITE down FOUR SONG TITLES in&lt;br /&gt;8, 9, 10, &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE A WISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU READY?&lt;br /&gt;HERE IS THE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEY TO THE GAME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. THE NUMBER of PEOPLE THAT LIKE&lt;br /&gt;YOU is&lt;br /&gt;found in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPACE 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. THE PERSON IN SPACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 IS THE ONE YOU LOVE&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;3. THE PERSON YOU LIKE but your&lt;br /&gt;relationship&lt;br /&gt;CANNOT WORK is in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPACE 7&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;4. YOU CARE MOST about the PERSON&lt;br /&gt;you put&lt;br /&gt;in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPACE 4&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;5. THE PERSON YOU NAME IN&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER 5 IS&lt;br /&gt;THE&lt;br /&gt;ONE WHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNOWS YOU VERY WELL.&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;6. THE PERSON YOU NAMED IN 6 IS&lt;br /&gt;THE YOUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY STAR&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;7. THE SONG IN 8 IS THE SONG THAT&lt;br /&gt;MATCHES&lt;br /&gt;WITH THE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERSON IN NUMBER 3&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;8. THE TITLE IN 9 IS THE SONG FOR&lt;br /&gt;THE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERSON IN 7&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;9. THE 10TH SPACE IS THE SONG&lt;br /&gt;THAT TELLS&lt;br /&gt;YOU MOST ABOUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR MIND&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;10. AND 11 IS THE SONG TELLING&lt;br /&gt;HOW YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEEL ABOUT 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;11. NUMBER 1 IS YOUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY NUMBER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repost this&lt;br /&gt;WITHIN AN HOUR OF READING THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU DO, YOUR WISH WILL COME&lt;br /&gt;TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* REPOST WITH Chinese Horoscope&lt;br /&gt;(Freakishly&lt;br /&gt;correct)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll post out my results fer this, but i'll not mention the girls fer their sakes, yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 4&lt;br /&gt;2. 8&lt;br /&gt;3. ****  &lt;br /&gt;4. harry&lt;br /&gt;5. ash&lt;br /&gt;6. ben&lt;br /&gt;7. *****&lt;br /&gt;8. petrified&lt;br /&gt;9. unbelievable&lt;br /&gt;10. beep&lt;br /&gt;11. photo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114689039880887274?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114689039880887274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114689039880887274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114689039880887274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114689039880887274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/05/chinese-horoscopefreakishly-correct.html' title='Chinese Horoscope(Freakishly correct)'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114674803309658309</id><published>2006-05-04T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T06:07:13.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Name 20 people you can think of right now. Don't read the questions until you have named the 20 people. At the end of it all, choose 5 people to do this. Ready? Start~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. nic teoh    &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.harry&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;ash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. heidi&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. serene&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. ben&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;louis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. ho jia min&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;biqi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;jont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;boon yew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.oliver&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. weien&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;gnui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. yap&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hongaik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;jerald k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;liak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. sophie&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet #14?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sec1 camp. back when he was fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you never met #1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i'd have had noone 2 walk home wif throughout the whole of my primary school life. and i would not have a partner in crime. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if #20 and #9 dated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;umm... somehow, i can;t envision dat hapening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever like #19?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;yea. he's cool. reminds me of lucas frm CAD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would #6 and #17 make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;HOLY SHIT! hell no. hong aik will stay at home and play starcraft all day, while serene went 2 play (basketball) with herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe #3&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;he's like, the most cool-tempered guy i noe. u can't piss him off and have him show it. it's impossible. he's also damn loyal. used 2 be the voice of reason in our bunch, but has recently turned into the voice of nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think #8 is attractive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;louis? umm... i dunno. i guess in a bad-boy, adventurous kinda way, bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something about #7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;he's mild-tempered. always striving to better himself.emotionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know any of #12's family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;his brother and parents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's #8's favourites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;buying swords, his motorazr, i duuno. not exceptionally close with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if #18 confesses that he/she likes you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i wouldn't be surprised.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does #15 speak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;eng, chinese, titus-dun-touch-my-stuff-nese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #9 going out with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;not sure. shall i check?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is #16 now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;14 going on 15. his b'day's in aug. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you spoke to #13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i'm kinda talking to him now, regarding funny south park clips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #2's favourite singer/band?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;oh fuck. lots. umm... simple plan. definitely. i find them gay, though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date #4?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;ummm... maybe? it depends. according to my frends, she's me, times 2, compressed. but since opposites attract, i doubt it. although i wouldn;t mind. much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date #7?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;wtf? can i change the number?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15 single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;oh yea. he's looking for a girl his height. gd luck, bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is #10's last name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;wong. y? lit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever be in a serious relationship with #11?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;dude. wad's up with all the general audience questions? he's a gr8 frend lah, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What school does #3 go to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;vs. he's my brother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does #6 live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hmmm... come 2 think of it, i nvr relli knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favourite thing about #5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;she's always bubbly and full of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen #1 naked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;back when we were in kindergarten together. yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[the end]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie,the five people I want to see doing this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;1.nick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;2.harry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;3.glen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;4.boon yew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;5. aiyah. dun wanna say, juz do at ur own discretion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114674803309658309?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114674803309658309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114674803309658309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114674803309658309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114674803309658309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/05/name-20-people-you-can-think-of-right.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114674639020294370</id><published>2006-05-04T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T05:39:50.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#473af5;"&gt;linus mentioned he'd like 2 see me take this survey. and i'm currently sitting in my big black chair, bored out of my mind. so yea, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.&lt;br /&gt;    b4 world war 2, the british *ZzZzzZzZzZZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.&lt;br /&gt;    y?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;    Something on MTV b4 i drifted off 2 sleep due to my medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Without looking, guess what time it is?&lt;br /&gt;    8.06pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?&lt;br /&gt;    8.20pm. Son-of-a-bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;br /&gt;    Some chinese show on the tv outside, some distant chanting, and my dick screaming in sexual     desire. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7a.When did you last step outside?&lt;br /&gt;    This morning when i went 2 see the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7b.What were you doing?&lt;br /&gt;      feeling sick, breathing,absent-mindedly  wandering around hoping i din' go the wrong way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;br /&gt;    u don't wanna noe... (don't guess either. it's wrong.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;     Sec 3 camp shirt. black shorts. a frown on my face. and something else somewhere, over the      rainbow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;       dun remember. i hardly remember my dreams nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;br /&gt;        does an amused snort count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;br /&gt;        a lot of star wars stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately?&lt;br /&gt;        i saw ben yesterday. he was shitting into his pencil box. or was it snezzing? ah well, no diff.            oh look! i'm laughing now. correction 2 question 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;        it's for the General Audience. You.&lt;br /&gt;       G.A.Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the last film you saw?&lt;br /&gt;        The Hills Have Eyes. so do i! cool! we have something in common! let's be friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;br /&gt;        lightsabers. lots and lots of lightsabers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Tell me something about you that I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;      I care about certain human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;      I'd turn the fucking world into the star wars universe, u gay-fuck-ass-clown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you like to dance?&lt;br /&gt;        not a big fan. i do it when i'm high on sugar of something. does sword-fighting count as                dancing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. George Bush..&lt;br /&gt;        should go to the top of the empire state building, jump off, shave his chest on the way down,     eat viagra as his cheeks get torn off his face, and land balanced on his cockhead, at which point     i will be wwaiting there with lightsaber ignited, ready to cut his huge, viagra-induced monster     cock down to the size of his brain a.k.a demolecularised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a girl,what do you call her?&lt;br /&gt;        no need to imagine. haha. jkjk. jaina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?&lt;br /&gt;        Jacen. it's a common name, spelled uncommonly. cool huh? both naes r actually the name of        han solo's children. i've always liked han fer some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Would you ever consider living abroad?&lt;br /&gt;       dunno. prolly not. but if i did, i'd prolly live in downtown new york. i always wanted 2 say            that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;br /&gt;        ummm... "yo!wassup, mah brudder"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. 4 people who must also do this in THEIR journal&lt;br /&gt;        heidi, biqi, boon yew, gnui. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#473af5;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114674639020294370?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114674639020294370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114674639020294370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114674639020294370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114674639020294370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/05/linus-mentioned-hed-like-2-see-me-take.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114637410728509481</id><published>2006-04-29T21:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T22:15:07.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me.</title><content type='html'>yo. i've decided dat since harry has alr exposed it 2 calvin tan and most of the sec2s, i might aswell put it up here. KGC productions is currently working on an anakin vs. obi-wan remake, utilising the blue-screen room of our school which lies on the 6th florr of the art block. choreography is alr underway, and we are currently asking around for a hair and make-up team. hence, anyone hu has relatively decent experience in these areas plz give me a heads-up yea? we are also looking for anyone able to replicate the mustafar arena in 3d bcos we dun wanna use the ones frm the film for fear of being sued of our asses. :) as usual, gimme a heads-up on the tagboard, k? yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz... wad can i say? exams are a week away, and we're still training fer anakin vs obi-wan. i'm still looking fer someone 2 play padme. i've been trying 2 get into character and 2 force myself 2 cry. it hasn't exactly been difficult considering all dat has been happening the past few weeks. she has decided not 2 talk to me at all for some reason which i am currently oblivious to. seriously. it's not dat hard 2 imagine. i'm getting worried dat if i get too much into character, i'll actually end up killing him. thus, i have upgraded the training (read:bamboo) sticks 2 have impact resistance (read: masking tape) they are now softer, stronger, and heavier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting 2 feel dat nth i do is ever ryte. hence, i gotta rely on dramatising everything 2 boost my self-esteem in this time of desperation. everything is hanging on at it's peak of depression. i need closure 2 so many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so totally made a fucking fool of myself at nicole's birthday lunch ytd. believe me, i was eating cake through a straw. it actually works thoguh, juz dat by the time i finish, the whole cake would have generated mould with it's own society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm causing some of my frends 2 worry about my sanity ryte now. i juz went suddenly silent on harry ytd. i guess it's cos something reminded me of her and i got so damn pissed and confused dat i stopped talking entirely.  i juz took up a training saber, turned my mp3 to star wars songs and started moving. it was weird, letting the music guide my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i injured myself countless times as i found out later dat night, but i guess adrenaline caused me 2 negate the pain. i found myself wondering how i got so many injuries on my arms, my forehead, my hands. it's damn stressful ryte now lah. i'm hoping i'll be able 2 get my force fx saber soon. although i have like, $277 dollars more to save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://img86.imageshack.us/my.php?image=imageload7fm.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;np is becoming more and more of a chore to me. to have to go fer parades where noone bothers 2 say a fuckign thing 2 me is juz downright gay. fer fuck's sake. it was onli 50 push-ups. i alr admitted i was wrong. yea. it was my fault. i kept them back. i neglected the bags. it was all my fault. i wish i was back in p6 where it was the peak of my life. everything was ryte. i finally knew what it was like to be perfect. but i took advantage of that time. i became arrogant. uptight. i came 2 vs, decided 2 humble myself, found out everyone here was pretty much as much of an asshole. ironic, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now pray not onli fer my frends and fer my exams. but also for her forgiveness or at least 2 tell me wth i did wrong. i hate being told i'm wrong and not knowing y. yet, for some reason, i hate myself fer not knowing. i gotta go punch something now. peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am who i am. not who you make me out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rub my eyes&lt;br /&gt;most of the day.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know y.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;then maybe i do.&lt;br /&gt;painful as it would be.&lt;br /&gt;ignorance is not bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she hates me now.&lt;br /&gt;refusing to say a word.&lt;br /&gt;cutting connections.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know y.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;i suspect i know.&lt;br /&gt;rude as it would be to assume,&lt;br /&gt;i hate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't lie,&lt;br /&gt;i didn't cheat.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a bad person.&lt;br /&gt;simply, different.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know y.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;i am who i am.&lt;br /&gt;not who u make me out to be.&lt;br /&gt;accept me fer who or what.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114637410728509481?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114637410728509481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114637410728509481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114637410728509481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114637410728509481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/04/me.html' title='me.'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114553468830975460</id><published>2006-04-20T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T05:04:58.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPA not at all relaxing...</title><content type='html'>wah kao! 2dae SPA damn cock-up sia. we had 2 do some test fer ions in a sample (of) p. anyway, it was nth like the mock test we had last week lah! in terms of atmosphere and stuff. haiz... first mistake: i fergot 2 raise my hand b4 filtering my solution thingy! shit! mr wong came over 2 look at my table, and ask me if i filtered. i said yes. he asked me y i nvr raised my hand. and i was like: oh shit...  i think he could like see the words on my face... haiz... argh!second mistake. i didn't put my filter paper in the damn funnel correctly lah! i ended up having the residue falling into my filtrate. damn. i ended up getting a completely different result than everyone else. fuck. i'm so damn pissed. someone shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother tongue was damn fun ah! we were given this vocab handout which translated the eng word 2 chinese. and den we were asked 2 write a compo. as per normal, i didn;t give a shit. so i took the vocab list, and read out the words by binding them into a nonsensical passage. it was stupid lah! i kept doing the same thing over and over again back and forth. freking nonsense, noe...den anuar didn't come for geog, so we had 2 free periods. which we spent playfighting and using the empty water duct at the back of the class 2 making punching sounds! haha. den ash and i went 2 tampinies challenger 2 play DOA after physics remedial. as usual, i got owned. i can't use hayabusa for nuts. but apparently, i kept doing some move dat ash didn;t noe, and he kept asking how i did dat. i was like "do what?" but den dere was dis relli obnoxious p4 kid hu tot his DOA and ninja gaiden skills were damn good. ryte... i juz asked him 2 go suck a dick. haha. i noe. i'm evil. but at least i got 2 see the graphical magnificence of the xbox 360. as a treat, he's the ending videos of the best(lookin) female characters in the game. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U810HpgTgr4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U810HpgTgr4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z9RcNDZFzqQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z9RcNDZFzqQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wmKovhuvHcg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wmKovhuvHcg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UPxMKOnMQ3E"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UPxMKOnMQ3E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe juz for kicks, here's hayabusa's ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K1lxOGWA-So"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K1lxOGWA-So" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114553468830975460?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114553468830975460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114553468830975460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114553468830975460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114553468830975460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/04/spa-not-at-all-relaxing.html' title='SPA not at all relaxing...'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114484937171645510</id><published>2006-04-12T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T06:42:51.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. this is just freaking funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3R8_wUaziqc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/04/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114484833539919549</id><published>2006-04-12T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T06:25:38.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10</title><content type='html'>woohoo! the top ten! do i hear cheering? oh. wait. no. it's just the cat downtairs being raped by a rapid crow... anyway, back by popular (serene) demand, my top ten list of songs u should probably like too, or else i'll nuke ur home with my oily hair and dozens of fermented raisins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. 10 is a song recommended 2 me by jont, iris by googoodolls. i nvr relli listened 2 googoodolls much cos i tot that their band name sounded ghey... haha. i noe, i'm shallow... but i dun relli care. however, most of the songs dat jont recommended 2 me were nice, so i decided i'd give it a listen, and sure as hell it was. i guess it relli touches me deep down *don't think dat way* in a sense that it 's about wanting to be loved by that special someone, and having noone understand how u feel... i guess i can relate. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. 9 is drive by incubus. i've never listend much 2 incubus either, except on the halo 2 soundtrack, and at that point i kinda tot dey were an instrumental group. but, as i mentioned earlier, most of the songs jont reccommended were nice, so i also liked this fer the same reason. however, theme-wise, drive is very much about self-reliance and independence. it's a relli gr8 song 2 listen to when driving. u noe, the freedom of the open road and all that crap... yeah. yeah! let's meet all upcoming challenges with our noses in the air, our jaws locked and firm, and our balls clenched. ok...weird. ignore the last one unless applicable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. 8 is meant to live by switchfoot. i always liked switchfoot, but never relli been a fan of them. it juz started with stars, and den subsequent songs. it's become a very important part of me that a song must have meaningful lyrics. i think one of the main reasons y switchfoot has such gr8 lyrics may have something to do with them being a christian band. not meaning anything good or bad, but it juz means that they have a lot to be thankful for, and that many of their songs have a very spiritual feeling to them. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. 7 is more than useless by relient k. it's very close to my heart cos i'm kinda in the same situation. my grades aren;t exactly top-notch, and i hate being put down by my mom...but i still try my best in all i do, and if i cock-up, den maybe i;m juz suay lah. haiz... but sometims i relli feel damn useless. but den i always manage to do something to make myself feel better.haha. juz glad dat my frends and brudders r there fer me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. 6 is i am by killing heidi. strangely enuff, it was heidi hu recommended me this song.haha. it's a lot of repetition, so i dun relli have much to say abt the effect this song has on me. but it's got a very angry feel to it. it's a gr8 song fer venting frustration, especially effective after hearing a song like more than useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.5 is over my head by the fray. one of the few songs which i actually catch the title of.haha. but it's relli much about wanting 2 let go of a crush, but not being able to at the same time. it's kinda like those times when u see something so disgusting, u gotta look at it again. ok, bad example. but u get the picture. i guess it happens 2 me a lot. i juz got off a crush onli 2 encounter another one. i'm trying 2 let go, but it juz duzzen;t work. i start 2 feel lost and empty. it seems like i have to love someone. maybe i'm not dat bad a person? hmm... i think ppl juz dunno how loving i can relli be... it's relli very misunderstood. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.4 now, is that's how love should be by tyler hilton (no relation to paris). but i dun relli feel attracted 2 the lyrics of this song, it's more like the way it's sang. it's got a relli nice john-mayer-ish feel to it. their voice are rather similar. haha. but it's to me, very much about give a chance to let someone love you. it's rather touching. much like mario's let me love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no3. is cannonball by damien rice. ben-ben recommended me this song. almost the whole wheelchair gang noes this song. it's relli quite nice. i luv the chorus and the way the words contrast each other. to me, it;s much about the aftermath of a breakup and the things he missed out on and how much he still longs to do. it's actually very poetic. i'm going all literatur-ish now.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.2 is love and memories by O.A.R. i heard this one on msn radio. it's not very appealing at first, but then it kind agrows on ya. it feel like those kinda situations where both parties like each other, but it goes unsaid and unoticed. i can';t relli interpret the song, so it's a rough guess. haha. but that kind of love is the most painful lah. i mean, it's so near, yet so far. haiz... i noticed dat most of the songs i juz mentioned are about crshes. does this say sometihng about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the no1 song this week is one sang by american idol contestant bucky last week, during country week. best i ever had by vertical horizon. it's a very consoling song. to me at least. but it's got a very lovesick feel to it. but it's nice in dat sense. it;s relli about how much we find we love something onli after we've lost it. my ex-es are not extremely numerous, but i still feel some kind of remembrance when i hear this song. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe people will get to noe me better through the musi i listen to... (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114484833539919549?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114484833539919549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114484833539919549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114484833539919549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114484833539919549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/04/top-10.html' title='Top 10'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114484513691329659</id><published>2006-04-12T05:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T05:32:29.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>umm... UH-GAH-LAH!</title><content type='html'>yo! i noe... i haven;t been updating... i'm a naughty boy...heehee... ok. anyway, i'm kinda pissed ryte now, cos the sec1 ROD performance is relli freaking stupid and incomplete. i dun even noe if we're gonna have it ready by ROD. i'm a little worried, cos if dey cock-up, it's gonna be partially my fault... haiz. HOW?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams r pressing closer and closer... i'm damn nervous abt my sciences. i dunno anythink!!! ARGH!  i need help! or at least a cookie 2 make me feel better... i'm not sure if any of the wheelchair gang wants 2 study together. hopefully we dun all fail. haha. touch wood. touch wood. ow! a splinter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KC-VS play has just been christened "printed dreams, paper castles". i'm proud to say the printed part was made up by me! haha. the rest was a group effort. YEA! but the date draws ever closer, and i think i'm too damn stiff... adeeb has succeeded in making his character a complete asshole, mostly thanks to my professional help. i've finally gotten rid of the commercial-like voice when talking about the ambitions thanks 2 mr meyer. i think sicheng's character is relli damn drama. and the way he duz it is juz top-notch. he's so drama! which is a good thing. but ben is still a little unimpactful. must be partly due to his passive nature. hmm... sophie seems to be very squeaky. it's angelic enuff for her character, but may cause some technical problems with the mikes. haha. okok. the rest are quite alright lah. daryl looks damn cute when she says "one mark only" to me. it's damn funny. i can't help smiling, so i kinda have 2 make it seem like an arrogant smirk. but it seems dat we'll have 2 perform it at least 3 more times, in vs and kc, as well as the arts house, previously the parliament house. yay! public recognition! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ARE PANT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114484513691329659?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114484513691329659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114484513691329659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114484513691329659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114484513691329659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/04/umm-uh-gah-lah.html' title='umm... UH-GAH-LAH!'/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114423819904764504</id><published>2006-04-05T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T04:56:39.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey dudes unt dudettes of the world! er pei has juz informed us this morning dat zixi is now officially a world-famous moron of gigantic proportion both in terms of retardedness and juz plain stupidity. if u find him funny, i hope u think he is stupidly so. if u think he's juz plain fucking retarded, put a tag on my blog 2 show ur sympathy dat i have 2 spend every single day with him diagonally behind me. believe me, if our positions were switched, i would too. and if u dun, well, u're juz weird, man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5z_nAboW-z8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5z_nAboW-z8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as u can see, idiocy courtesy of vs aep and youtube. plz dun think all vs guys r like dat. most of us are half-decent. haha. jkjk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114423819904764504?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114423819904764504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114423819904764504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114423819904764504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114423819904764504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/04/hey-dudes-unt-dudettes-of-world-er-pei.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114389405742162339</id><published>2006-04-01T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T04:20:57.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl! guess wad? i went 2 club momo on fri!!! yay!!! it kinda started with  invitation frm both heidi and jerrold. and dey said bring frends, so i got harry and ash! ben wasn in sch on the day of the invitation, so he didn't get 2 go.. (omg! i'm so mean...) but the thing was, it clashed with our sports day, so i kinda told heidi day we'd be dere at like, 7 :( but guess wad? it started pouring at vj! den we got permission 2 leave earlier! woohoo! but ended up, my hair was wet, my shirt was wet, and my pants were soaked. luckily i brought spare clothes. cool huh? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was kinda in a bad mood fer a while after dat though... dunno y. hmm... anyway, we took a cab dere, courtesy of mao-mao, hu foot the $12 fare. it was damn lame lah. all of us in the taxi talking abt ugahlas and chingxoais. (pronounced jin-*click*-ai) and we kept irritating the uncle with the oooooooooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-chard road. it's damn stupid lah. and freaking childish. (pronounced young at heart) when we did get 2 momo, the first thing i noticed was a blinding flash frm some dude with a poloroid. haiz. suay lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the first person we managed 2 talk 2 was heidi, which i didn't relli mind, even though the very first thing she said 2 me was "what are you wearing?!" but i was ok with it lah. after all, she had a much stronger reaction 2 ash and harry. apparently, ash was wearing a polo tee or sumthng which didn;t sit well with her, but it was nth compared 2 harry's bb shirt. i swear. the dude is a freak. i can understand dat he luvs bb a lot, but honestly, hu wears a cca t-shirt 2 a nightclub?! but i nvr said anythng lah, i think heidi was bad enuff...haha. she was so mean. *hmph* but we stoned dere fer a while, drinking and chatting among ourselves. lameness. but i kinda drifted away when joey arrived. dunno y though. a lot of dat night was inexplicable. we kinda got some food frm the bufft and sat down 2 eat. joey, the lucky SOB won a $20 gift voucher on the first draw. vakao! den when he came back with his prize, heidi was whining abt going shopping with the vouchers... haiz... how, young at heart. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a few performances with the dancers and stuff, the party relli started. i was kinda reluctant 2 dance at first, so i kinda stood in the back while beyonce's check on it was playing. it juz wasn;t mah song... haha. den shake ya tailfeather came on. now, dat was cool! i luv dat freakin' song! ash and i were shouting the "ooooohs" damn loud lah! and everyone was doing it. soo cool! den i started warming up 2 the dance floor. of course dat was after heidi grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me into the crowd, after which i exited and pulled ash and harry in by their collars. haha. but better and better songs started coming in, most of which i sang, 2 the extent dat jerelynn wanted me 2 get a mic frm the dj and sing any song dat came on. haha. but i too shy lah. (i can hear ur eyes rolling. yes you!) den harry joined us at so sick, the oone song which he actually joined me in singing. so at least he not such a bad bro. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst thing, was when jamilia's superstar came on, and dey started getting ppl 2 go on stage and sing fer prizes. i see no point in contesting if everyone's gnna get the same prize. haha. but fer some reason, i was pulled on stage, eric too, he went b4 me, and i was like damn scared, do i ran 2 the last spot. haha. i dunno the damn song! i only heard it twice in my life! crap. fuck. CRAPFUCK! but at least i got the $20 taka voucher. which was cool. and suddenly, remembering heidi's reaction 2 joey getting the same prize, i started thinking how she would feel if both guys sitting on either side of her got prizes, and she didnt, so out of the kindness of my heart,  i gave her the vouchers. see, i not so bad one leh... haha. jkjk. but it felt gd 2 make someone happy lah. the rest of the night was mostly a lot of dancing and drinking, as well as ogling at the, interesting toilet cubicle art. haha! wish i played pool though... but hu cares? at least i enjoyed myself a gr8 deal. and dat's wad matters most.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The boy you trained - gone, he is; consumed by Darth Vader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114389405742162339?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114389405742162339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114389405742162339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114389405742162339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114389405742162339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/04/hey-ppl-guess-wad-i-went-2-club-momo.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114364110062534771</id><published>2006-03-29T05:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T06:05:00.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH! i lost my phone on the bus!!! noooooo!!!! i dun believe it... haiz... ok. i'm over it. anyway, kcvs was quite fun 2dae, although ms koh wasn't dere... but i guess dere was a sense of freedom dat came with her absence. oops... haha. wheelchair gang meetings r getting harder and harder 2 arrange... plus i got quite a lot of stuff 2 do... mon &amp; tues got lit, wed got kcvs, thurs got rod training, fri got parades and skinz training, sat oso got skinz... haiz... so bz. anyway, i shall rant no more. this fri got a party at MOS, dunno if i can go ornot... but i'll juz let it pass if i can't. i try not 2 hold onto things fer too long... i suddenly feel like quoting lines frm star wars, but i'll spare u gys the agony. aiyah... damn confused now. doing almost nothign but studying. i haven;t played bfme2 in like, a week... but exams are juz over the horizon, so i'll have 2 mug it out. SIDEWALK OF PAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;learn to let go of that which you love, the shadow of greed, that is. greed is the path to the dark side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114364110062534771?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114364110062534771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114364110062534771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114364110062534771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114364110062534771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/03/argh-i-lost-my-phone-on-bus-noooooo-i_29.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114354190317873064</id><published>2006-03-28T02:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T02:31:43.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, bros and sis-s(is that right?) 2dae was like, the most fun day, i took an oath of silence in the morning, 2 see how long i could shut up, and it was preety cool fer awhile, cos ben-ben and mao-mao were kinda shocked that i was silent, and ben was like "ok, either hansen has 1: lost his voice, 2: he's pissed off, 3: he's just dao-ing us" it was kinda cool dat i couldn't reply him. but i noticed that the class was damn silent when i'm quiet. i was doing fine up until after recess, cos during english, i sat next 2 ben(illegally), and we started having a conversation. but the poor guy can't lip read fer nuts, and my hp ran out of battery, so i couldn't type him a message, and i got so pissed off i started talking again. and all the curses started coming out... haha. but ben and ash dey all said it was hard 2 get used 2 me talking again after my half-day of silence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114354190317873064?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114354190317873064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114354190317873064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114354190317873064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114354190317873064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-bros-and-sis-sis-that-right-2dae.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114333852831093570</id><published>2006-03-25T17:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T18:02:34.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, ppl! changed mah blog skin fer 2 reasons. 1:i luv star wars. haha! 2:i wanna get the vibe of the current project. unfortunately, sadness may take me... all the actor's schedules r damn packed. kinda like a bag with a zipper that can;t close cos u got too much shit in it.  so we may juz do our reenactment of anakin vs obi-wan. went 2 harry's hse fer a rehearsal, and i must say, he has a certain instinct about him. onli prob is dat he attacks too high. i might wanna do a massive battle scene sometime in june, so anyone hu's interested juz pm me at guywithballz@hotmail.com. k? k. good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went fer an audition with y2y network yesterday. went dere frm 1100 to 1700. haiz... damn long. but nth compared 2 the y2y gang (heidi, junyan, shafiudin etc...) hu went much earlier and still stayed on some... power 2 u guys. but it was quite alienating cos almost everyone else hu went had a frend with them, whereas i was the onli guy frm vs hu went dere. so i guess u can say i was an "ambassador of the school" as mr maran so eloquently puts it. but i guess dat without any of my usual frends dere 2 talk 2, i went into my serious mode, where i stood dere and did almost nth. but i did manage 2 make some new frends(danny, joey, jerald, eric) which was cool. but training is on fri evenings and sat mornings, probably, which leaves less time fer play. but acting comes first, i guess. but y2y has loads of fun with each other, especially considering the party ging on next fri. hopefully at Ministry Of Sound (MOS). yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rejoice for those hu tranform into the Force. mourn them not, miss them not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114333852831093570?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114333852831093570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114333852831093570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114333852831093570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114333852831093570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-ppl-changed-mah-blog-skin-fer-2_25.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114285995587397000</id><published>2006-03-20T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T05:05:59.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey dudes and dudettes! a few things 2 update abt. took the sec2s 2 road safety park fer road marshalling on sat. haiz... disappointing. aside frm their attendance, which was less than HALF, the one thing dat pissed me off, was the fact dat they were damn immature. after seeing an it club guy driving past them in a go-kart, all of them rushed 2 the karts and started riding. but some managed 2 stop themselves, until 7 were left. sad 2 say, i had 2 scold dem. much 2 my disappointment. i guess the r still sec 1s inside bah. but it was damn fun. mr khoo and myself sat in front of the snack shack eating burger king and listening 2 mp3. damn fun sia. haha. coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least, going 2 the club dat night, i met a dude called kenneth 2 play snooker with. finally! a worthy opponent! he's a little quiet though... although he duz curse damn loud. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my new specs 2dae. transit specs. actually, i wanted 2 get contacts. but den i started thinking abt wad would happen if i was allergic 2 a certain type of contact lens. as a frend of mine apparently has. to black contacts. hmm... ;) but 2 tell the truth, transit specs r much more comfortable as compared 2 contacts. and dey look better on me. =D it's cool, cos glare is no longer a prob! yay! i found out dat yan jie is also a hardcore star wars fan. and we spent like the whole lit lesson discussing empire at war. it's cool 2 find someone hu shares my passion. haha! anyway, i gtg. but b4 i go, i have 2 state dat we hokkiens have a saying. when the balls are rolling in the wrong direction, go home and have a coke and a amile and shut the fuck up. haha! peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114285995587397000?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114285995587397000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114285995587397000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114285995587397000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114285995587397000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-dudes-and-dudettes-few-things-2.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114209438895134298</id><published>2006-03-11T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T07:27:37.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIHIHIHIHIHIHIHI!!! I'M BACK FRM CAMP!!!!! 4 days of fun under the sun, eh? haha. but i'm seriously damn sunburnt now... and the skin color contrast is relli damn big... anyway, got some ppl asking fer my top 10 liao, so, i shall oblige. =D&lt;br /&gt;ok, u guys r gonna be damn pissed if u like stagnant charts... here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 10. on the list is being am... relient k's who i am hates who i've been. i think i've been singing dis song throughout the camp over and over again until sian diao liaoz... but it's still quite nice lah. i love the music video. it's damn cool. those of u hu saw it should agree wif me bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 9 is quite a new one by natalie and justin roman:where are you.  i was listening to it on harry's mp3 on the bus back 2 sg dis afternoon, and i was damn freaking shocked 2 find out dat ash was trying 2 sing the female part of the song... he seemed like damn disappointed dat he couldn't get it correct lah... it's damn funny. i wasstaring at him wif my mouth wide-fucking-open. nvm... MOVING ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 8 dis week is a jason mraz song (not unexpected) geek in the pink. i actually had dis song fer a damn long time in my neeon, but nvr relli heard it at all. until one fine day, i heard it on the radio, and i was like "cool! I have dis song!" now i'm like damn addicted 2 it lah! but my version of it has a relli weird intro with some african-american dude... cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 7 is a brand new song dis week, i'm saying dis cos i saw it on mtv brand new =P it's lee ryan's turn your car around. in case u guys didn't noe, lee ryan was part of the boy band "blue". yea. but now, most of 'em haf gone solo, and lee has kinda been promoted frm being a background singer hu holds notes fer damn long, 2 someone hu actually sings words. i guess it's better lah. singing solo is the true method of determining ur vocal capability (wah... damn cheem)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 6 is also frm an ex-member of blue, he's black, he's simon webbe, with lay your hands. i personally tink dat the title is obscene, but, hu cares, ryte? it kinda like soulful voices, fer some reason. like i said, solo is best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 5 is another ex-blue member, anthony costa with do u ever think of me. i guess his voice i a little bland... i mean, not that it's not good, bu it lacks the power and impact found in maybe, say, kelly clarkson, or the soulful voice of simon webbe... but i guess i mainly like the song cos of the lyrics. the song is well written, i muz admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 4 is ne-yo's so sick. fer those hu dunno, ne-yo has written songs fer artists like mario, let me love u was written by him.... and most of 'em r abt relationships and real-life experiences. so prolly ppl can relate 2 dat lah. and so sick, as i heard him explain on trl, was abt the first girl he ever loved, and he relli screwed dat relationship up damn badly and he wrote the song as a form of closure. relli touching... yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 3 is eddie's song by son of dork. i guess when u look deep into dis song, it's abt parent-child relationships. it's hard 2 detect, but the breakdown relli explains it. i shall elaborate no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 2 would be bob sinclair's love generation. it's relli damn funny, cos ash andi r like damn crazy abt the song... everytime we hear dat song, we'll start whistling the trademark rhythm of it. it's damn funny... and he'll make his constipated face. relli cracks me up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 1 dis week is jack johnson's upside-down. it's relli abt not caring wad other ppl think, and more on focusing on ur own opinions and making things how u wannem 2 be. it's relli emphatic on individualism. and i think dat's relli important, 2 be ur own person, and not follow the herding instinct. so here's the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Who's to say&lt;br /&gt;What's impossible&lt;br /&gt;Well they forgot&lt;br /&gt;This world keeps spinning&lt;br /&gt;And with each new day&lt;br /&gt;I can feel a change in everything&lt;br /&gt;And as the surface breaks reflections fade&lt;br /&gt;But in some ways they remain the same&lt;br /&gt;And as my mind begins to spread its wings&lt;br /&gt;There's no stopping curiosity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to turn the whole thing upside down&lt;br /&gt;I'll find the things they say just can't be found&lt;br /&gt;I'll share this love I find with everyone&lt;br /&gt;We'll sing and dance to Mother Nature's songs&lt;br /&gt;I don't want this feeling to go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's to say&lt;br /&gt;I can't do everything&lt;br /&gt;Well I can try&lt;br /&gt;And as I roll along I begin to find&lt;br /&gt;Things aren't always just what they seem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to turn the whole thing upside down&lt;br /&gt;I'll find the things they say just can't be found&lt;br /&gt;I'll share this love I find with everyone&lt;br /&gt;We'll sing and dance to Mother Nature's songs&lt;br /&gt;This world keeps spinning and there's no time to waste&lt;br /&gt;Well it all keeps spinning spinning round and round and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upside down&lt;br /&gt;Who's to say what's impossible and can't be found&lt;br /&gt;I don't want this feeling to go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't go away&lt;br /&gt;Please don't go away&lt;br /&gt;Please don't go away&lt;br /&gt;Is this how it's supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Is this how it's supposed to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, OIWU this week is teddy grieger for you i will. it's a song abt admitting his feelings 2 a girl he likes. and mustering up his confidence 2 do it. i tried it more often than not... didn;t exactly work out. haha. nvr mind. i shall try. =D until next time. cya, dudes and dudettes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114209438895134298?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114209438895134298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey! 'sup? i dun tink i'll be sleeping much 2nite, knowing dat bfme 2 is onli like, half a day away... hopefully, the guys at challenger didn't lie 2 me when dey said it would be comin' out on 28th, not 2nd march, as i had expected... but, hu's relli giving a shit, ryte? better early than on time, than late, than never, ryte? haha! following jieyu 2 go and buy tmr!!! the only thing better than getting a highly anticipated game, is getting a highly-anticipated game alongside a friend... COOLNESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink we relli pissed harry off durin lit 2dae, lah...  the whole time, ben, andrew and myself kept finding different ways 2 arrange tom, dick and harry... carried on fer damn long. i tink we relli pissed him off bad, cos he was kinda mean 2 us after lit... well, can't blame him, can we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lookin' forward 2 the rest o' the week too, i guess... tmr getting bfme 2, wed got the conference rehearsal thing with the girls frm kc, AT KC!!! thurs taking sec1s. kinda nervous though... they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; new, and i dun wanna scare 'em, but- wait. YES I DO!!! haha. jkjk. but i swear, if dey dare stand on one leg, IN MARCH...  i'll make sure dey only haf one leg 2 stand on...&lt;queue&gt; and friday parade, which i hope my batch will be taking... haiz... hope bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den next week goin' fer camp... or was it week after next? aiyah. nvm lah... anyway, dat tammy sex tape thing is quite a big deal now. everyone wants 2 see it... so far, i tink only jia jun has it... sick bastard... he's been showing it off the whole day... well, can't say it's not expected, he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;a porn freak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;a show-off... so, put 'em 2gether and waddaya get?  A FREAK SHOWING-OFF PORN!!! not dat dat's entirely bad, but at least not in a sch, ryte? common sense, dude... haiz... nvm. i shall not rant any further... i'll go finish up my poetry project... bye dudes and dudettes! peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114104426302690539?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114104426302690539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114104426302690539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114104426302690539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114104426302690539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/02/hey-sup-i-dun-tink-ill-be-sleeping.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114061032091894628</id><published>2006-02-22T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T04:12:00.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OINK!&lt;br /&gt;ca is over, so i'll prolly be able 2 spend more time writing the campaign missions fer the hobbit mod thingy... hopefully daniel and the rest won;t kick me off the team... anyway, ben, sicheng and myself have been picked fer this internatioanl conference thingy where we gotta put on a performance... it's something abt how exams suck... and dere's a chance dat if our performance is gd enuff, we'll be able 2 get exams abolished forever!!! haha!!! thank us!! (we're working with sum kc gals, so all u despo guys can be fill urselves wif envy!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still counting down the days 2 bfme 2... i went 2 do some recon at tampines challenger, and the guy said it would be in on the 28th... i'm so happy!!! but i'm not sure if it's true ornot... may it is, maybe not... hu cares? i'll go see on tues. maybe it's dere... but the fella said dey dun carry the colloectos edition! damn! i want the DVD... haiz.. nvm. i shall wait... until then, bye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114061032091894628?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114061032091894628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114061032091894628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114061032091894628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114061032091894628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/02/oink-ca-is-over-so-ill-prolly-be-able.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114034038556739232</id><published>2006-02-19T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T01:13:05.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i saw this ivd on youtube... it's damn freaking funny... gotta check this shit out, y'all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jxsQO31LXbE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jxsQO31LXbE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114034038556739232?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114034038556739232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114034038556739232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114034038556739232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114034038556739232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-saw-this-ivd-on-youtube.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114018178192390882</id><published>2006-02-17T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T05:09:41.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys! i swear, my class is getting crazier abt beyblades... jont and abdul have joined in the fun! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'tis te season to get MC, falalalala, lalalala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl r falling sick all over the class... i tink it's shawn hu's spreading it... he keeps sneezing... and it's damn funny. louis oso. his sneeze is like, the cartoon one! literally AH-CHOO! haha! damn funny. and the "choo" is damn high-pitched... freaking comical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ben was sick 2dae, so i took over his seat. den harry and i started talking... we decided dat for every 3 times dat ben pang seh, he will be sent to... EXILE ISLAND!!! which is basically my usual seat in class, where i am surrounded by desmond the snitch, benjamin kang the whiner, teng wei, hu tries bugging me 2 play maple and  zixi, the S.I.R (Singapore Idol Reject)... it's hell on earth... and i'm hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae was damn funny loh! zixi moved next 2 chun how during chem. den dey were talking, so peh asked zixi 2 move away. den chun how said "han sen oso moved! he not supposed 2 be sitting dere!" den peh said "han sen's ok, he's not talking" I WAS SO SHOCKED LAH! I NVR HEARD DAT B4!!! SO COOL! den desmond tried 2 saboh me fer moving my ass away frm exile island, so during maths, he shouted damn loudly in class "HAN SEN! GET UR ASS THE HELL BACK 2 UR SEAT!" den mdm ernie heard it so freaking clearly, she scolded him lah! haha! backfire, sia... stupid snitch... so she allowed me 2 sit dere fer the lesson, den she started testing us by popping maths questions to me and harry... we passed, so i tink i'll prolly get 2 sit dere fer a while... AND BEN WILL BE TRANSFERRED 2 EXILE ISLAND!!! quite frankly, when ben sat with me, i got tranferred fer talking. den harry took my seat. now harry gets scolded fer talking... so, i tink we can successfully deduce dat ben is the talkative one, and should be moved away asap... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'd appreciate it if u guys could help me do dis survey: http://kevan.org/johari?name=Han%20Sen&lt;br /&gt;thx, appreciate it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114018178192390882?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114018178192390882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114018178192390882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114018178192390882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114018178192390882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/02/hey-guys-i-swear-my-class-is-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-114000472735437351</id><published>2006-02-15T03:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T03:58:48.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok b4 i start, i juz wanna get dis out of the way...MY CLASS IS PLAYING BEYBLADES AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok. well done. alright. down 2 the charts. DRASTIC CHANGES ONCE AGAIN !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At no. 10 is a new one, good day by the click five... it's the first track on their album, and i must say, it's a gr8 choice 2 start wif. freakin awesome. it's one of those songs dat make u wanna play it. the groove is juz damn nice. i dunno y i used the word "groove". hmm... hope 2 see it on mtv though... i swear, the click five's on a roll... they're gonna be big. so long as blood, sex and booze duzzen't get into the picture (no pun intended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 9 is sleeping 2 dream, makin' it's way down rather fast... i tink maybe i dun like it as much cos i dun listen 2 it beri often... it's on my playlist, but i put it on shuffle, and fer some reason, i seldom get it... suay lah. wad can i say? but it's still a nice song. i reccommend u guys get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. 8 is eminem's debut on my charts... WHEN I'M GONE!!! i'm not a beri bi fan of gangster rap... i usually prefer this particular sub-genre of rap, which duz not talk abt fuckin' ho's or bustin' caps. haha! but i guess the music video is also damn nice... i like the haylie dubbing thing... SO COOL! i guess it relli makes u tink abt how important family is and dat we shuld relli treasure it lah... so juz take a look around and tink abt how important ur family is 2 u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 7 is damn nice. it's a song dat can currently be heard if u happen 2 see the commercial fer this week's episode of csi:miami. it's called change your mind by sister hazel. no... it's not sung by nuns. it's cool in a sense dat it prompts u 2 make ur own choices. individuality is a very important virtue... so think abt ur choices, cos some can't be taken back... i tink dat ben and harry would noe all too well wad i'm talking abt after 2dae's events...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 6 dis week is yellowcard's one year six months.(sound like a pregnancy duration ah?) i'm tinking of choosing dis song fer this year's ROD. it's relli inspirational abt pass relationships and "falling into memories of you" i dun tink i can fall into memories of her if none haf been cr8ed yet.. haiz... nvm, i shall not dwell on dat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. 5 is the first track by a female artist, or rather, female band on the list... JUMP BY THE FADERS!!! it's damn funny... at first ryte, i was watching channel 5, den got comericials, so i did some channel surfing. i got 2 nickelodean, den dey were playing the jump music video. i tot it was cool, so i watched on... den i turned 2 mtv, and may and choy were doing an interview wif the faders, so i watched. and after the interview, DEY PLAYED THE MUSIC VIDEO!!! so cool! they're kinda like blink 182, only more chio. haha! (and i tink the lead singer, molly is damn hot... dyed red hair is so awesome... but i guess toy is quite hot too, in the goth chick kinda way...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 is another yellowcard song... BACK HOME. off the last album dey had... i noe. beri "out" liao. i dun give a shit... i'm listening 2 it ryte now, in fact... it's damn nice, abt going out and den looking back on ur home town... it's damn funny. the lead singer, ryan, fer the sake of filling in all the syllabus, pronounces california as "ca-li-for-ni-aye". damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear, yellocard rawks. cos the no.3 song is lights and sounds... (moving a bit the slow, ah?) i'm tryng 2 play the fucking song... run until my fingers damn pain lah... shouldn't have peeled the damn thing... haiz... it's a fetish, i think... but i'm getting the hang of it lah... hopefully i can play it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.2 is our last no. 1, darius's colourblind. i dunno wad 2 say abt it, relli... i guess, it juz kept getting less and less appealing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OIWU dis time around is miles apart by... YELLOWCARD!!!  dey rawk ass, lah. miles apart is quite sentimental 2 me lah, i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no1 dis week is a song often heard on the radio: WHO I AM HATES WHO I;VE BEEN BY RELIENT K!!! it's become harry's and my fav song... when one of us starts it, the other will sing it... we sang it all the way frm the club(where we went fer study grp) back 2 the bus stop. maybe we'll make a music video on it) haha. lyrics r below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;     I watched the proverbial sunrise&lt;br /&gt;coming up over the Pacific and&lt;br /&gt;you might think I'm losing my mind,&lt;br /&gt;but I will shy away from the specifics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause I don't want you to know where I am&lt;br /&gt;'cause then you'll see my heart &lt;br /&gt;in the saddest state it's ever been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is no place to try and live my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Pre-Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Stop right there. That's exactly where I lost it.&lt;br /&gt;See that line. Well I never should have crossed it.&lt;br /&gt;Stop right there. Well I never should have said &lt;br /&gt;that it's the very moment that&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could take back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the person I became.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that it took so long for me to change.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to try and never become that way again&lt;br /&gt;'cause who I am hates who I've been.&lt;br /&gt;Who I am hates who I've been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk to absolutely no one.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't keep to myself enough.&lt;br /&gt;And the things bottled inside have finally begun &lt;br /&gt;to create so much pressure that I’ll soon blow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard the reverberating footsteps&lt;br /&gt;sinking up to the beating of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;and I was positive that unless I got myself together,&lt;br /&gt;I would watch me fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t let that happen again&lt;br /&gt;‘cause then you’ll see my heart&lt;br /&gt;in the saddest state it’s ever been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is no place to try and live my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Pre-Chorus x2]&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who I am hates who I've been&lt;br /&gt;and who I am won’t take the second chance you gave me.&lt;br /&gt;Who I am hates who I’ve been&lt;br /&gt;‘cause who I’ve been only ever made me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry for the person I became.&lt;br /&gt;So sorry that it took so long for me to change.&lt;br /&gt;I’m ready to try and never become that way again&lt;br /&gt;‘cause who I am hates who I’ve been.&lt;br /&gt;Who I am hates who I’ve been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-114000472735437351?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/114000472735437351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=114000472735437351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114000472735437351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/114000472735437351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/02/ok-b4-i-start-i-juz-wanna-get-dis-out.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-113949511091185972</id><published>2006-02-09T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T06:25:10.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2DAE WAS SO DAMN FUN!!! of course no at sch lah,(except fer us daring haziq and irysraad into going into the staff toilet and making sexy noises while i took a video) but after sch... during the wheelchair gang meeting... but, it was damn gay when serene decided 2 pang seh us... halfway through chinese class, she smsed ben and said she didn;t feel like going... PANG SEH!!! so instead, harry, me and ash went 2 parkway first. ben had a media club meeting,so he pang seh us temporarily. den we waited fer nicole, hu showed up a bit b4 ben did. so we got 2 boardgames paradice, and stated 2 play cluedo, which i felt was a complte waste of time, cos we had 2 learn the rules, and our game time was ticking...&lt;br /&gt;so were playing playing playing... we all kept blocing harry frm entering any of the rooms. HAHA! it pissed him off so much! haha... he was looking at me, i was abt 2 move and block the door. den he said "u dare?" den i said "ya". den i block him way. WAH LAU! NICOLE LAUGH DAMN LOUD IN MY EAR LAH! maybe it was juz loud cos she was sitting next 2 me... but it was still damn freaking loud. but we gave up halfway cos it was a complete waste of time. so we switched 2 lotr monopoly. i used my ring as a counter... so cool. den while we were playing, dis reporter called judith frm the straits times came and interviewed us. ben jumped in 2 answer all the questions while we lamed in the background. personally, i tink he lacked some basic ppl skills juz now lah. i mean, he took all the questions, nvr introed us, we had 2 do dat ourselves, collectively, as the wheelchair gang... selfish SOB... but, we'll be mentioned collectively lah. so dat's gd.     wheelchair gang will be famous!!!&lt;br /&gt;eventually, nicole had 2 leave fer tuition... so we let her go lah! so we all play until shoik, den te bill came. it was abt 60 bucks lah! den we all pooled our money together, and found we were still short of 8 bucks. SHIT! we sent ben 2 go 2 nicole's tuition centre, abt 5 mins away 2 get more cash... and it was damn funny when he came back lah! we tot he was empty handed, den he held up the $10 note... so drama! but we decided 2 go back dere again next week. but sign up fer membership. hopefully we can get more ppl 2 com. den play more, pay less...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-113949511091185972?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/113949511091185972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=113949511091185972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113949511091185972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113949511091185972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/02/2dae-was-so-damn-fun-of-course-no-at_09.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-113949499853733033</id><published>2006-02-09T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T06:23:18.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2DAE WAS SO DAMN FUN!!! of course no at sch lah,(except fer us daring haziq and irysraad into going into the staff toilet and making sexy noises while i took a video) but after sch... during the wheelchair gang meeting... but, it was damn gay when serene decided 2 pang seh us... halfway through chinese class, she smsed ben and said she didn;t feel like going... PANG SEH!!! so instead, harry, me and ash went 2 parkway first. ben had a media club meeting,so he pang seh us temporarily. den we waited fer nicole, hu showed up a bit b4 ben did. so we got 2 boardgames paradice, and stated 2 play cluedo, which i felt was a complte waste of time, cos we had 2 learn the rules, and our game time was ticking...&lt;br /&gt;so were playing playing playing... we all kept blocing harry frm entering any of the rooms. HAHA! it pissed him off so much! haha... he was looking at me, i was abt 2 move and block the door. den he said "u dare?" den i said "ya". den i block him way. WAH LAU! NICOLE LAUGH DAMN LOUD IN MY EAR LAH! maybe it was juz loud cos she was sitting next 2 me... but it was still damn freaking loud. but we gave up halfway cos it was a complete waste of time. so we switched 2 lotr monopoly. i used my ring as a counter... so cool. den while we were playing, dis reporter called judith frm the straits times came and interviewed us. ben jumped in 2 answer all the questions while we lamed in the background. personally, i tink he lacked some basic ppl skills juz now lah. i mean, he took all the questions, nvr introed us, we had 2 do dat ourselves, collectively, as the wheelchair gang... selfish SOB... but, we'll be mentioned collectively lah. so dat's gd.     wheelchair gang will be famous!!!&lt;br /&gt;eventually, nicole had 2 leave fer tuition... so we let her go lah! so we all play until shoik, den te bill came. it was abt 60 bucks lah! den we all pooled our money together, and found we were still short of 8 bucks. SHIT! we sent ben 2 go 2 nicole's tuition centre, abt 5 mins away 2 get more cash... and it was damn funny when he came back lah! we tot he was empty handed, den he held up the $10 note... so drama! but we decided 2 go back dere again next week. but sign up fer membership. hopefully we can get more ppl 2 com. den play more, pay less...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-113949499853733033?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/113949499853733033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=113949499853733033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113949499853733033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113949499853733033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/02/2dae-was-so-damn-fun-of-course-no-at.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-113897700653934380</id><published>2006-02-03T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T06:30:06.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kk... dere's been a few drastic changes 2 the chart over the holidays... let's just get right into it, shall we? ok... no choice anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week, in 10th place was 0%interest by Jason Mraz.  in it's place instead is a new one, Beautiful Love by The Afters. I;m not usually a very big fan of such songs where the vocals and drums r the most prominent. i can only hear the guitar most in the intro. after dat.... it's like, drums come out tops. u can literally count each and every beat. not like other songs whereby u gotta strain 2 hear the drums. but i guess it's spcial in dt way lah. the lyrics r gr8 too... gotta thank jont fer dat one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.9 dis week is ghost of you by My Chemical Romance. I still tink it's damn nice ah. but like beautiful love, the main attractive feature is the drums. like, the intro by guitar comes first, den drums become prominent. dunno y... it's the time fer drums 2 shine now, i tink... my drummer frends will like dat compliment... heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. 8, and replacing hey juliet is swing life away by rise against!!! i juz realised sumthng. my version of swing life away was actually the acoustic version. it had no solo wadsoever, so it was beri bland and onli 2 mins long. lol!!! but now i have the actual version. so it's nicer lah. got a solo now!!! so fun!!! wad kind of fun??? DERRICK FUN!!!! lol. dun ask. it's my frend's name. juust like saying he;s fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no7 dis week, is sleeping to dream by jason mraz. it's virtually unheard of lah. but it's a relli nice song. sleeping to dream about u... it's cool lah. very descriptive and touching. it tells of how a guy yearns fer dis girl, but is unable 2 get her, so he looks forward 2 sleeping in order to dream of her... see? so touching!lol!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no6 is... just feel better by santana and steve tyler... it's quite new on the radio, but, already i;m getting sick of it. stupid mtv brand new. intro me the song so early... haiz... nvm... let's just count how long it stays, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no5 this week is best day of my life, moving down one spot. ok, i muz say, it's partly cos i memorized all the damn lyrics. so now, as i keep singing it 2 myself, it get less and less addictive. hmmm... wonder if dis works with other song... haiz. i tink it's best 2 keep getting tired of songs. den my chart will always have new stuff!! yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no4 is a mcfly track, it's first time on the chart is due 2 their song, ultraviolet. i dunno y, i dunno how, but i kinda like it cos it has dis kind of beach boys, 60's style and mood. maybe cos it kinda brings me closer 2 my dad who rather enjoys dis kind of old-style songs... it's gd lah. it's kinda abt standing at the beach, looking at gurls. haha!!! like a bit the bian tai, ah... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no3 fer me is whatsername by green day. fer those of u hu didn;t noe, green day's album, american idiot, is actually the story of a troubled teen jesus of surburbia. i'll skip the important bits and go straight 2 whatsername lah. k. he meets dis gurl called whatsername. not her real name of course. she's just mentioned dat way in the album cos JOS can't remember her full name. but it's quite sad lah. whatsername kinda dumped JOS for an unknown reason, and in the song, JOS is like, finding it damn difficult 2 cope with the loss. her remembers the times, the walks, the kisses, the hugs, but not the name. dumb ryte? yeah. i noe. but who relli gives a shit? it's a nice song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 2 this week, finally taken down and out of the no1 spot, is yellowcard's lights and sounds. it's pretty cool, acutally, cos the ppl hu follow the chart, as i've observed, r listening 2 the song cos dey saw it on my chart! it makes me feel so important!!! I MAKE A DIFFERENCE!!! but plz do try and get more ppl 2 see my chart if u're reading this. i do want somemore followers. of the chart, i mean. i'm not gonna kill any jews or anth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna lose the stupid suspense thing i've been doing fer the past 2 weeks b4 revealing the no1 track, so i'll be outright with it. but b4 i reveal the no1 song, let's see wad's "on it's way up", k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. some of u may have heard of dis song, it's Who I Am Hates Who I've Been by Relient K it's basically a song abt changing and turning over a new leaf. yeah. revolutions are important. good and bad ones. if u notice, bad revoultions are always historical. gd ones tend 2 go unnoticed, but make big impacts. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, this week's no1 song is...&lt;br /&gt;DARIUS COLOURBLIND!!! i kinda fell in love with this song when i heard it on the radio one fine day when the sun was shining, birds were singing, and fish were happily going "bloop, bloop". haha. ok. well, i guess the lyrics r juz inspirational 2 me... it reminds me of those songs where dey sing L stands for... O stands fer ... V stands fer... E stands fer... and also becos it was one of the first songs where i manage 2 hear the title and artist on the first time i hear it!!! lol!!! ok, so i'll leave u guys with the lyrics. but b4 i do, here's a recap of the whole chart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OIWU. who i am hates who i've been.&lt;br /&gt;10. Beautiful Love&lt;br /&gt;9. ghost of You&lt;br /&gt;8. Swing Life Away&lt;br /&gt;7. Sleeping to dream&lt;br /&gt;6. Just feel better&lt;br /&gt;5. Best day of my life&lt;br /&gt;4.ultraviolet&lt;br /&gt;3.whatsername&lt;br /&gt;2.lights and sounds&lt;br /&gt;1.colourblind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;big&gt;Colour Blind&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by Darius&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;When I'm trying to forget this feeling&lt;br /&gt;That I miss you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Feeling green&lt;br /&gt;When the jealousy wells and it won't&lt;br /&gt;Go away in dreams&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Feeling yellow&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused inside a little hazy but mellow&lt;br /&gt;When I feel your eyes on me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Feeling fine, sublime&lt;br /&gt;When that smile of yours&lt;br /&gt;Creeps into my mind&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nobody told me it feels so good&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said you'd be so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Nobody warned me about your smile&lt;br /&gt;You're the light&lt;br /&gt;You're the light&lt;br /&gt;When I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm colour blind&lt;br /&gt;You make me colour blind&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Feeling red&lt;br /&gt;When you spend all your time with your friends&lt;br /&gt;And not me instead&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Feeling black&lt;br /&gt;When I think about all of the things that&lt;br /&gt;I feel I lack&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Feeling jaded&lt;br /&gt;When it's not gone right&lt;br /&gt;All the colours have faded&lt;br /&gt;Then I feel your eyes on me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Feeling fine, sublime&lt;br /&gt;When that smile of yours&lt;br /&gt;Creeps into my mind&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nobody told me it feels so good&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said you'd be so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Nobody warned me about your smile&lt;br /&gt;You're the light&lt;br /&gt;You're the light&lt;br /&gt;When I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm colour blind&lt;br /&gt;You make me colour blind&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Blinded by the light you shine&lt;br /&gt;The colours fade completely&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by you everytime&lt;br /&gt;I feel your smile defeat me&lt;br /&gt;I'm colour blind&lt;br /&gt;I just can't deny this feeling&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nobody told me it feels so good&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said you'd be so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Nobody warned me about your smile&lt;br /&gt;You're the light&lt;br /&gt;You're the light&lt;br /&gt;When I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm colour blind&lt;br /&gt;You make me colour blind&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nobody told me it feels so good&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said you'd be so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Nobody warned me about your smile&lt;br /&gt;You're the light&lt;br /&gt;You're the light&lt;br /&gt;When I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm colour blind&lt;br /&gt;You make me colour blind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-113897700653934380?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/113897700653934380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=113897700653934380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113897700653934380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113897700653934380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/02/kk.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-113863550670217471</id><published>2006-01-30T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T07:38:26.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guyz... juz came back frm a more eventful 2nd dae of cny... but omg... it was so damn luan! at first, i was supposed 2  leave with my uncle jeff, who's my 5th uncle, 2 go 2 my 2nd aunt's hse. den halfway through, my 3rd uncle showed up, and i tompang his taxi 2 my 2nd aunt's hse. ok. so far, not so bad. but i had 2 go myself, cos no room in the taxi fer my parents... anyway, got 2 my aunt's place, and as usual, everyone started marvelling at how tall i was... that's new. but i mostly dwarfed everyone dere... haha! so cool! everyone got pissed at me cos i made them hurt their necks. heehee... den i was asked 2 eat lunch lah. how 2 refuse, ryte? so anyway, sitting down, my cousins started pelting me with questions(they're in their 30s btw). aiya, the usual stuff lah, like, got gf ornot, how tall am i, dis kinda thing lah. i oso kinda noticed dat my nephew, jovanne lost alot of weight. turns out he had chickenpox. coincidentally, i had chickenpox when i was his age too!! prolly cos we're both born in year o the goat. yea! den i managed 2 discover dat my cousin jeanette was a super-athelete in pri-sec sch. sadly, all the throphies were lost during the time she moved hse... so sad... den after dat, my parents came and we left. and den... OH SHIT! FORGOT 2 TAKE THE ORANGES!!! so my mum asked me 2 go up unt take. thx ah... damn awkward leh. when i got back up 2 my aunt's place, everyone was o damn shocked! and my cousin-in-law shouted "EH?" damn loud ah! it was like dos kind of cartoon pic leh. i ran in took the oranges, felt damn malu, and ran out of the house shouting happy new year... relli, dotz. so got back down 2 my uncle's taxi, and found out my cousin went 2 play mahjong. so can fit my parents in. den we went my godmum's hse. for some reason, it was damn empty. but quite boring lah dere, so my cousin's and i spent the whole time playinghp games, while my uncle francis went on about some business stuff in hokkien. i dun understand business, and not much of hokkien, so no point listening. but i did understand the language of keropok! yay! pigged out on it. umm...prawny... den went 2 my 2nd uncle's new hse. dat was like, the longest time i ever spent dere lah! and for some reason, i watched this cantonese show, didn't like it, so my cousins and i spent all the time telling lame jokes. still, noone could solve nicole's submarine riddle. lol. stll reigning champ as the onli one hu solved it! den we left in my uncle jeff's car. so not bad lah. tmr i'm going 2 esplande 2 get my ring! yay! i'll have the power!!! but until den, i haf 2 make do with... I HAVE... THE SUGAAAAAAAR!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-113863550670217471?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/113863550670217471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=113863550670217471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113863550670217471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113863550670217471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/01/hey-guyz.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-113801363972520069</id><published>2006-01-23T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T02:53:59.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as most of u would noe, CNY is just arnd the corner, and i'm currently contemplating abt wad 2 do with the money... i'm definitely buying the one ring, dat's fer sure... but i'm not sure if i'll get the warcraft 3 battlechest. chances are, i'll be too bz playing wow 2 play dota... anyway, sch is getting more and more fun! the wheelchair gang lames every single minute of every single sch hour... and it's getting damn infectious. we r officially rivals of Spastico, hu boast good quality, but low quantity(4 ppl) whereas we, here at wcg, have 8 ppl! ain't it cool? and we're all superheroes! DEFENDERS OF... SUGARLAND! it's getting damn hilarious... anyway, i gotta go do maths now, much 2 my reluctance... but i'm a gd boi! s i can play ltr! yayzee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-113801363972520069?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/113801363972520069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=113801363972520069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113801363972520069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113801363972520069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/01/as-most-of-u-would-noe-cny-is-just.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-113777254009879890</id><published>2006-01-20T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T07:55:40.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SUGARLAND!!! wheelch@ir g@ng rulez! 2dae was raather dull, i guess... except for the fact dat it was ash's first day as an official wheelchair gangster... i was asked by serene just now wad sugarland was... i shall now reveal some secrets about sugarland. it all tarted with a song on the Have a Nice Day album, called who says u can't go home, performed by Bon Jovi and... SUGARLAND!!! den harry kept saying the damn sugarland thing in a retarded voice, hence the addiction... it eventually progressed 2 the stage whereby, Sugarland is under attack by dentists and health inspectors... thus, it needed heroes. SUGARMAN AND COFFEEBOY! although in alter-ego form, we are the DIABETIC DUO, however, when we r not fighting the forces of a healthy lifestyle, i, COFFEEBOY,  am Guy W. Ballz and SUGARMAN  is my hairy servant/slave ,HARRY CHOOOOOO KENG JUAY... we are currently recruiting members to be part of the wheelchair gang by day, and the Cramy League of Sugarland by night. if u wanna join the wheelchair gang, tag a joke so lame tat it's funny, and we'll see if u r lame enuff to join the ranks of THE WHEELCHAIR GANG! DEFENDERS OF SUGARLAND!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-113777254009879890?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/113777254009879890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=113777254009879890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113777254009879890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113777254009879890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/01/sugarland-wheelchir-gng-rulez-2dae-was.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-113758120505987762</id><published>2006-01-18T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T02:46:45.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, i noe it was due on saturday... but i dun relli care about datelines. no, i'm not talking abt my book report... i'm talking about my top ten list of songs!!! yay! (this is the cue fer u guys to cheer wildly, jump on the beds and set off fireworks.) ok! let's get right into it, then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in last, eh no, 10th position, knocking Hey Julie off the chart after just one week is an old one by Jason Mraz, 0% Interest. i'm listening to it right now, as a matter o' fact... but it's a song about friendship and maintaining them, and i find tht relli important, so yeah. makes an impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking away frm my charts, is franz ferdiand's walk away, which i got sick of cos it made no freakin' sense! however, following that, is last weeks "on it's way up" song, swing life away by rise against. although jont said he heard it so often dat he got sick of it, i dun relli care! i like it! yay! but as i said, i like the idea of living on front porches and swinging life away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remaining at lucky no. 7 is Hey Juliet by LMNT, which jont is addicted 2 and will dance like an idiot whenever he hears it... but it's like, it the onli one song he listens 2 now... freak... lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 6 is a new entry this week, The Ghost Of You by My Chemical Romance. i first heard dis song after seeing the Making the Video doc on MTV. i guess i have a thing fer WWII videos. i tink the way the bassist died in the video at the part of "never comin' home, never comin' home... TONIGHT..." was damn cool. so i started liking it frm then onwards... it rawks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch your wave moves up one spot 2 no. 5. i dun relli talk abt it much, but it's like, just no way 2 describe it... i dun relli noe wad it means either. but i guess that the click five's songs are more or less abt the same things, and dat the onli nive things are the beats and tunes. the lyrics, i believe, are just there to make sure the listeners have something 2 hum along or sing along 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also moving up one spot is Best day of my life... i dun relli have much 2 say, except dat i dun relli see wad the lyrics have 2 do with having the best day of ur life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying still is Santana feat. steve tyler, climbing up frm a headstart, and falling gradually, i hope not... but it's overall a nice song... i just saw the music video, it's abt dis relli dao mei gurl hu first gets molested by her teacher, sent 2 the office cos she slapped him, went 2 live under a bridge with gangsters, meets a guy, gets into a car accident, in which her boyfriend dies... howsad. suay ryte? yupyup. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second frm the top is bon jovi's last cigarette, which is unheard of, replacing bon jovi's welcome to wherever u are... lol! he knocked his own song off the chart... haiz... idiot... eh?eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topping the charts this week is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops! forgot! this week's "on it's way up" song is... Brown skin girl by Santana feat. Bo Bice. yes... Bo Bice... anyway, it's not a racist song... in fact, it's quite the opposite... but it kinda gives me the impressi0n dat brown ppl are like, shamans or sumthng... talking abt being "under her spell" lol... too much WoW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, topping the charts this week, is... STILL LIGHTS AND SOUNDS BY YELLOWCARD! the whole song is juz damn addictive... i guess i dun haf 2 post te lyrics considering dat day are like, one post away frm dis one... anyway, it still rawks! stop, turn, take a look around...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-113758120505987762?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/113758120505987762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=113758120505987762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113758120505987762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113758120505987762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/01/ok-i-noe-it-was-due-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-113716449274840941</id><published>2006-01-13T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T07:01:32.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo! sry i haven't been posting fer like ub-long... anyway, i'm posting now! but the past few days have been more fun in class, nobody's a stranger anymore, and the class is getting more and more fun. (i'm sitting in front of derrick fun. so beri fun. lame.)  anyway, had mah 1st lit core lesson on mon. wah kao! damn slack ah! can sit around, joke, listen music, watch movie... listen mp3... and for once, i can enter a lesson without the 'cher railing at me 2 stop fiddling with mah tags! ms koh is the best! =D but ikhuan is like... ARGH! where do i begin... hmmm... let's see, he's lame but tries to be funny. it usually works, but it's like, he's angry about it... beri complicated... and mah england not so powderry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm relli into World of Warcraft ryte now, managed 2 get the disc frm ian, and it's currently circulating among the respective ppl in mah class/school/contact list hu wanna play together. we're forming a guild, and were tinking about the name for it 2dae... we couldn't relli decide. i came up with VoW(Victorians of Warcraft) which i guess sux... ben koh came up with TVV (The Vile Victorians) after a book of horrible histories... and jont came up with WoWians. then i started singing: We are the wowians my friends... and we'll keep on fighting till the end... it was just a joke lah, but then salihin, jont and i started singing together in like damn high-pitched voices... with and ending that'll blow u AWAY! den we just decided on it cos it was funny... lol! I also learnt a valuable lesson on thursday... KENG JUAY IS LAME!!! i'm sitting opposite him in lab lessons and he'll always do something lame until i can't stop laughing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English on monday was the best lah! we were doing narratives ryte, and april lim(noob 'cher) was explaining with the help of a diagram. it started with a circle at the bottom and her explaination went like this "you have to keep building up excitement, until you reach the peak and climax! then i was laughing liao lah! den she looked at me and was like 'guy, don;t think i dunno what ur're tinking...' then i was like 'oh shit!'" and if that wasn't enuff, she went on like this "so anyway, what goes up must come down, so u need a conclusion. u can;t leave it just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dangling&lt;/span&gt; there!" and me and bhuddin were like laughing our asses off lah! she's damn noob. and this happens more than once. it happened again in lab lesson with ng wai boon. we had some measuring instruments, and he was warning us about care of sch property lah. and he went like this "don;t play with ur instruments too much. i noe some boys hu keep playing and playing, dey turn here, twist that until one ofthem broke his instrument. adn the sch had to pay 2 replace it!" lol! it may just be me lah, but i could also be their choice of words. but hu cares? makes fer an interesting lesson...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-113716449274840941?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/113716449274840941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=113716449274840941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113716449274840941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113716449274840941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/01/yo-sry-i-havent-been-posting-fer-like.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-113663901084972471</id><published>2006-01-07T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T05:03:30.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok! it's time fer my chart list this week! a lot has changed in the past week, probably cos i've been listening to last week's songs quite a lot (the bus trip is rather long...) so i'll jump ryte into it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new one at no.10, is a virtually unheard of song: Hey Julie by Fountains of Wayne. one of the best and most recent songs i added 2 my collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next is Franz Ferdiand's Walk Away, moving one spot down frm last week's number 8 spot, probably cos it starts 2 sound damn monotonous after a while. song that's walking away...(lame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up, replacing dragonstea din tea, which numanumaed itself off my playlist entirely, is a song i picked up at ben's church christmas party on the 23rd: Juliet by LMNT. the band's one and only song ever produced... dunno y though... they're not bad, it has a nice kinda beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at lucky number 7, is daniel powter's free loop, moving up frm number 10. i guess i only brought it up the charts cos i liked the music video. lol. i noe, it's a stupid reason, but who relli gives a shit? apparently, i'm able to hit the high notes, but only if i dun eat anything heaty and hollow out my throat entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at number 6 is the click five's catch your wave. i must admit that when i first heard the song off the album, i relli liked it, and it's stayed on my playlist for a damn long time... one of the longest i think... but it looks like it's moving down, so unless something comes along and spurs the interest back, it'll probably go off my playlist entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 5 is also a rather unheard of song, taken off the "A Cinderella Story" soundtrack, Jesse McCartney's Best Day of My Life. i first got introed to it by biqi, who was in love with the song... i think... so i gave it an ear, and it kinda got stuck in my head to the entent when i dedicated myself 2 learning the song. so i gotta listen to it over and over again... so naturally, it got stuck. but it's not those kinda songs whereby the more u listen 2 it, the more sian it gets, as i listen to it, it actually gets better. to the extent when it immediatly shoots up 2 the number 5 spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remaining stationary at number 4, is nickelback's far away. it's still good, but neither better nor worse, so i'll leave the descrip alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;falling one spot 2 number 3 is Santana and his frend steve tyler. i guess the more i listen 2 it, the more i feel that santana's guitaring is getting very extra... it's like one minute, it's not there, then the next moment, it just comes in and fades out again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 2 this week is my previous nmber one, bon jovi's welcome 2 wherever u are... which i must say is still very inspirational 2 me, but not that inspirational...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTLY! NUMBER 1!  is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before that, let's see what's probably gonna make it to next week's chart: taken frm the billboard charts in the us is swing life away by rise against. i'm very easily touched by acoustic sounds, and the lyrics are also inspring to me by telling of living the simple life(no paris hilton and nicole ritchie here), living on front porches and swinging life away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, where was i? oh yeah! NUMBER ONE IS... Lights and Sounds by Yellowcard. hot off the soundtrack to Burnout: Revenge, Lights and Sounds is relli fitting to be put in that soundtrack. the lyrics'll tell u y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lights and Sounds&lt;br /&gt;by&lt;br /&gt;Yellowcard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Hello you, how was the rest?&lt;br /&gt;You made it through&lt;br /&gt;But never the less&lt;br /&gt;I got you, out on a wire&lt;br /&gt;You be love and I’ll be a liar&lt;br /&gt;Tell it all and fill up the air&lt;br /&gt;But make it loud ‘cause nobody’s there (Nobody’s there) (Nobody's there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop, turn, take a look around&lt;br /&gt;At all the lights and sounds&lt;br /&gt;Let ‘em bring you in&lt;br /&gt;Slow, burn, let it all fade out&lt;br /&gt;And pull the curtain down&lt;br /&gt;Wonder where you've been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it new but stay in the lines&lt;br /&gt;Just let go&lt;br /&gt;Keep it inside&lt;br /&gt;Smile big, for everyone&lt;br /&gt;Even when you know what they’ve done&lt;br /&gt;They gave you the end but not where to start&lt;br /&gt;Not how to build, how to tear it apart&lt;br /&gt;So tell it all and fill up the air&lt;br /&gt;But make it loud ‘cause nobody’s there (Nobody’s there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop, turn, take a look around&lt;br /&gt;At all the lights and sounds&lt;br /&gt;Let ‘em bring you in&lt;br /&gt;Slow, burn, let it all fade out&lt;br /&gt;And pull the curtain down&lt;br /&gt;Wonder where you've been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got a way to work this out&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got a way and you know how&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got a way to work this out&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got a way and you know how&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got a way to work this out&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got a way...&lt;br /&gt;I've got a way to work this out&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got a way and you know how&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got a way to work this out&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got a way...&lt;br /&gt;I've got a way to work this out&lt;br /&gt;I've got a way and you know how&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got a way to work this out&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got a way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop, turn, take a look around&lt;br /&gt;At all the lights and sounds&lt;br /&gt;Let ‘em bring you in&lt;br /&gt;Slow, burn, let it all fade out&lt;br /&gt;And pull the curtain down&lt;br /&gt;Wonder where you've been&lt;br /&gt;You've earned everything you found&lt;br /&gt;And painted faces frown&lt;br /&gt;I say I knew you in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;monday will be the day i put up DotA tips. it'll be a feature on Rylai Crestfall: Crystal Maiden as per request of Hong Aik. So, all CM fans bookmark this page!!! =D&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/20223466-113663901084972471?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/113663901084972471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=113663901084972471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113663901084972471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113663901084972471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/01/ok-its-time-fer-my-chart-list-this.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-113646741596087085</id><published>2006-01-05T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T05:23:35.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok...&lt;br /&gt;2dae was the first day when we actually have LESSONS. quite alright lah... nth special, 'cept i was asked by mdm ernie 2 go 2 general office 2 report the broken fans in our classroom(which i just so happen 2 be sitting under...), so i took the oppurtunity 2 go down early fer recess... FRONT O' THE QUEUE BABY! for once... whew... anyway, i'm getting WoW (World of Warcraft for u retards who dunno unless u're biqi or someone i noe and respect, den i dun blame u...) tmr. playing off a private server at wowkidz.mrqgamez.com. go check it out, will ya? in the meantime, i'm gonna go play my guit. cya! p.s my chart list is coming out on sat. look out fer it, k?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-113646741596087085?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/113646741596087085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=113646741596087085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113646741596087085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113646741596087085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/01/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-113628456549000836</id><published>2006-01-03T01:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T02:36:05.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi! first day o'ch 2dae! it was quite cool 2 wear long pants for once, but rathere irritating when the sec2s come up 2 u like, "wah... long pants ah..."! damn lame. but it's alright lah. first 4 periods was like admin stuff with form teacher mdm ernie (i noe, it's weird...) i received &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tentative&lt;/span&gt; monitor status. cool... jont was damn shocked. don't relli blame him though... if he can become peer leader, no reason i can't be a cheerleader, let alone monitor. eh,eh, joke. =D den was ghs(shawn thought it was girl-humping session) sick-ass... dat's what happens in a boy's sch. yeah. so anyway, it was geog lah, nth 2 do with sex... but anyway, we had 2 combine class with 2b cos not everyone in my class take geog! and guess what? i got stuck with the dog AGAIN! i can't get rid of the damn mutt! must complain 2 SPCA(Singapore Promotion of Cruelty to Animals). lol!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    anyway, recess was rather uneventful, except for me slashing a bit of curry onto gnui which i tink he was pretty pissed about. i noe he hates getting things dirty...&lt;br /&gt;   den we got english. got a noob 'cher. wah lau... where 2 begin... hmmm? she's damn soft lah he "shouting" is barely my speaking voice lah! i tink ryte, if she talk normally ah, i can whisper and be louder sia... then she want us 2 read memoirs of a geisha. so we all act dumb and talk about the word gay like free! lol. haiz, then basically just talk a lot of shit. english always damn slack lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    den got physics. mr ng wasted like 20 minutes of lesson time becos he forgot or sumthng... so we got 20 mins of free time! lol! and wasted another 10 mins cos he was trying 2 get the projector 2 work. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    after physics, supposed 2 be self study. but, noone relli gives a shit. so all went home. lol. i damn scared, cos all the peer leaders' bags were left in the class after sch... dunno if they got it back ok ornot... skarly i dio pwn by 'cher. nvm... i shall try my best 2 sleep tonite... lol! but i muz say that my class is rather quiet... u get used 2 the rowdiness of 2C after 2 years. hopefully when jont comes back frm the sec 1 camp, it'll be more fun in 3E lah! lookin' forward 2 next week! yayzee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-113628456549000836?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/113628456549000836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=113628456549000836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113628456549000836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113628456549000836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/01/hi-first-day-och-2dae-it-was-quite_03.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-113628450436568290</id><published>2006-01-03T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T02:35:04.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi! first day o'ch 2dae! it was quite cool 2 wear long pants for once, but rathere irritating when the sec2s come up 2 u like, "wah... long pants ah..."! damn lame. but it's alright lah. first 4 periods was like admin stuff with form teacher mdm ernie (i noe, it's weird...) i received &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tentative&lt;/span&gt; monitor status. cool... jont was damn shocked. don't relli blame him though... if he can become peer leader, no reason i can't be a cheerleader, let alone monitor. eh,eh, joke. =D den was ghs(shawn thought it was girl-humping session) sick-ass... dat's what happens in a boy's sch. yeah. so anyway, it was geog lah, nth 2 do with sex... but anyway, we had 2 combine class with 2b cos not everyone in my class take geog! and guess what? i got stuck with the dog AGAIN! i can't get rid of the damn mutt! must complain 2 SPCA(Singapore Promotion of Cruelty to Animals). lol!    &lt;br /&gt;    anyway, recess was rather uneventful, except for me slashing a bit of curry onto gnui which i tink he was pretty pissed about. i noe he hates getting things dirty...&lt;br /&gt;    den we got english. got a noob 'cher. wah lau... where 2 begin... hmmm? she's damn soft lah he "shouting" is barely my speaking voice lah! i tink ryte, if she talk normally ah, i can whisper and be louder sia... then she want us 2 read memoirs of a geisha. so we all act dumb and talk about the word gay like free! lol. haiz, then basically just talk a lot of shit. english always damn slack lah.&lt;br /&gt;    den got physics. mr ng wasted like 20 minutes of lesson time becos he forgot or sumthng... so we got 20 mins of free time! lol! and wasted another 10 mins cos he was trying 2 get the projector 2 work. haha.&lt;br /&gt;    after physics, supposed 2 be self study. but, noone relli gives a shit. so all went home. lol. i damn scared, cos all the peer leaders' bags were left in the class after sch... dunno if they got it back ok ornot... skarly i dio pwn by 'cher. nvm... i shall try my best 2 sleep tonite... lol! but i muz say that my class is rather quiet... u get used 2 the rowdiness of 2C after 2 years. hopefully when jont comes back frm the sec 1 camp, it'll be more fun in 3E lah! lookin' forward 2 next week! yayzee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-113628450436568290?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/113628450436568290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=113628450436568290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113628450436568290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113628450436568290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/01/hi-first-day-och-2dae-it-was-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-113618960859118243</id><published>2006-01-01T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:13:28.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hihi! considering that i'm a dota fan.... i'll be putting up dota Tips and guides every week! so if u wanna make a request for any particular hero or item etc. just leave a tag on the tagboard or e-mail me at guywithballz@hotmail.com, k? alright! this week, balanar the nightstalker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotaportal.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=7772"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="3" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="10%"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dotaportal.com/images/heroes/Udre.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="90%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Balanar&lt;/b&gt; - The Night Stalker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Range&lt;/b&gt;: 100 |  | &lt;b&gt;Move Speed&lt;/b&gt;: 295 | &lt;b&gt;Primary&lt;/b&gt;: STR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Str&lt;/b&gt;: 21 + 2.8 | &lt;b&gt;Agi&lt;/b&gt;: 18 + 2.25 | &lt;b&gt;Int&lt;/b&gt;: 14 + 1.25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Damage&lt;/b&gt;: 45 - 49 | &lt;b&gt;HP&lt;/b&gt;: 549 | &lt;b&gt;Mana&lt;/b&gt;: 182&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HP Regen&lt;/b&gt;: 0.88 | &lt;b&gt;Mana Regen&lt;/b&gt;: 0.57&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Attack Speed&lt;/b&gt;: 1.48 (+ 18% IAS) | &lt;b&gt;Armor&lt;/b&gt;: 3.6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotaportal.com/heroes.php?stat=Udre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dotaportal.com/images/heroes/animations/Udre.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dotaportal.com/images/abils/A02H.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Void&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;b&gt;V&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Creates a damaging void.  If cast at night, slows the target for 4 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Level 1 - Deals 90 damage.  &lt;br /&gt;Level 2 - Deals 160 damage.&lt;br /&gt;Level 3 - Deals 255 damage.&lt;br /&gt;Level 4 - Deals 335 damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dotaportal.com/images/abils/A08E.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crippling Fear&lt;/b&gt; ()&lt;br /&gt;In the night, the Night Stalker can cause intense fear in enemy units, causing them to miss attacks and be unable to cast spells.&lt;br /&gt;Level 1 - Miss on 10% of attacks.  Lasts 5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Level 2 - Miss on 20% of attacks.  Lasts 6 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Level 3 - Miss on 30% of attacks.  Lasts 7 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Level 4 - Miss on 40% of attacks.  Lasts 8 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dotaportal.com/images/abils/A086.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hunter in the Night&lt;/b&gt; ()&lt;br /&gt;The Night Stalker is at home at night.  He attacks and moves more swiftly.&lt;br /&gt;Level 1 - 15% movement speed, 20% attack speed.&lt;br /&gt;Level 2 - 20% movement speed, 35% attack speed.&lt;br /&gt;Level 3 - 30% movement speed, 55% attack speed.&lt;br /&gt;Level 4 - 35% movement speed, 75% attack speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dotaportal.com/images/abils/A03K.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Darkness&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;b&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Creates a period of darkness for the Night Stalker to thrive in.&lt;br /&gt;Level 1 - Turns day into a 25 second night.&lt;br /&gt;Level 2 - Turns day into a 50 second night.&lt;br /&gt;Level 3 - Turns day into a 80 second night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;ok. so that's the basic spells. next: items. balanar is one of the few heroes who can make kills very early in the game. i know someone who managed a beyond godlike before level 10. seriously. not joking. anyway, most basically,use minor items to sustain urself early in the game. balanar's regeneration rate sux, so make up for it with rings of regeneration. spend as much cash as possible on regeneration.  VERY IMPORTANT! DO NOT, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES LET BALANAR DIE B4 LVL 6! next, get power treads. it is a must-have for balanar. especially in the daytime when his movement is slow. all the more effective at night. to play balanar well, one must spam void! increase his mana regen and at night, rape! buy either one void stone or two sobi masks... whichever. you can start getting hero kills with this build already. you should be about level 5 or 6 by now, if you're slow and did not die. go up to any average healthed hero and cast crippling fear. then cast void. after that, just right-click and attack. cast void whenever it cools down. after the first night/kill, you should have enough for a cranium basher.  After this, it becomes a turning point on whether you want to play defensively of offensively. it's a rather personal decision, but i like to go offensive. so buriza is a must-have! but for defensive players, heart is a better choice. DO NOT, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE ATTEMPT TO COMBINE STRATEGIES. cos it is near-impossible. some ppl will farm up to crystalys, then switch over to get reaver or point booster. then they alternate betwen the two until they get both. DON'T DO THAT! IT'S A DEATH WISH! it's better to just pick either one, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe &lt;/span&gt;buy the other if you have too much money, one empty item slot, and nothing else to do. after buriza, you will be powerful enuff to kill almost any hero at night. seriously. so now is the time to think about what to get in order to pawn in the day... most people will know that naix can just press r and sit back and sing gg. so, to get the same effect for balanar, my advice is get a bkb. if in the morning, you see a hero, walk up, crippling fear, void, avatar, right click, and gg. always get blink dagger in case of retreating heroes. even in his base, just blink in, void, blink out. finish the job fast. if the first void does not finish to job, don;t stick around. you'll get yourself killed. go and find ur next victim. try ur best to upgrade all ur items for regeneration purposes. when all is going well, get another basher, or an eye of skadi. the slowing effects will add on well with crippling fear. so your item build at endgame should look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotaportal.com/items.php?id=62"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dotaportal.com/images/items/BTNINV_Hammer_10.gif" alt="Cranium Basher" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotaportal.com/items.php?id=62"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dotaportal.com/images/items/BTNINV_Hammer_10.gif" alt="Cranium Basher" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotaportal.com/items.php?id=88"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dotaportal.com/images/items/BTNIceShard.gif" alt="Eye of Skadi" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotaportal.com/items.php?id=54"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dotaportal.com/images/items/BTNWirtsLeg.gif" alt="Power Treads" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotaportal.com/items.php?id=83"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dotaportal.com/images/items/BTNINV_Weapon_Crossbow_10.gif" alt="Buriza-do Kyanon" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotaportal.com/items.php?id=75"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dotaportal.com/images/items/BTNRodOfNecromancy.gif" alt="Black King Bar" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-113618960859118243?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/113618960859118243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=113618960859118243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113618960859118243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113618960859118243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2006/01/hihi-considering-that-im-dota-fan.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-113602070910225758</id><published>2005-12-31T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T01:18:29.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got nth 2 do, so i think i'll post my number one song's lyrics this week. i'll try to make this a regular thing.  BEHOLD! MY TOP TEN LIST OF SONGS FOR THIS WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Daniel Powter- Free Loop&lt;br /&gt;9.    Franz Ferdinand- Walk Away&lt;br /&gt;8.    Ozone- Dragonstea Din Tea (Numa Numa)&lt;br /&gt;7.    Mcfly- I Wanna Hold You&lt;br /&gt;6.    Bowling for Soup- I Melt With You&lt;br /&gt;5.     Kelly Clarkson- Because of You&lt;br /&gt;4.     Nickelback- Far Away&lt;br /&gt;3.     The Click Five- Catch Your Wave&lt;br /&gt;2.     Santana feat. Steve Tyler- Just Feel Better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   Welcome To Wherever You Are&lt;br /&gt;By&lt;br /&gt;Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;     Maybe we're all different but we're still the same&lt;br /&gt;We all got the blood of Eden running through our veins&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes it's hard for you to see&lt;br /&gt;You're caught between just who you are and who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel alone and lost and need a friend&lt;br /&gt;Remember every new beginning is some beginning's end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;This is your life; you made it this far&lt;br /&gt;Welcome, you got to believe&lt;br /&gt;That right here, right now&lt;br /&gt;You're exactly where you're supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everybody's in and you're left out&lt;br /&gt;And you feel you're drowning in the shadow of a doubt&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's a miracle in their own way&lt;br /&gt;Just listen to yourself, not what other people say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's seems you're lost, alone and feeling down&lt;br /&gt;Remember everybody's different; just take a look around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;This is your life; you made it this far&lt;br /&gt;Welcome, you got to believe&lt;br /&gt;Right here, right now&lt;br /&gt;You're exactly where you're supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;Be who you are&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's a hero&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's a star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you want to give up and your heart's about to break&lt;br /&gt;Remember that you're perfect; God makes no mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;This is your life; you made it this far&lt;br /&gt;Welcome, you got to believe&lt;br /&gt;Right here, right now&lt;br /&gt;You're exactly where you're supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;And I say welcome…&lt;br /&gt;I say welcome…&lt;br /&gt;Welcome…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-113602070910225758?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/113602070910225758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=113602070910225758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113602070910225758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113602070910225758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-got-nth-2-do-so-i-think-ill-post-my.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-113587749547023730</id><published>2005-12-29T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T09:31:35.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2dae was recruitment drive prep. at first i was damn pissed and didn't wanna go, but i said, ah! fuck it! i'll just go..." so i did. and it was tiring, but rather fun larhz. first, i met up with tim, hu told me wrong info!!! argh! only the heads are supposed to go at 9.30! then the rest are suposed to go at 10! i ended up going half and hour earlier for nth!!! but nvm... cos it gave me a reason 2 sua tim fer the rest o' the day! lol... s fun! den i joined the drill squad fer drills. took the squad. then i felt that i was being too harsh lah. then at that exact moment, i received a message from ci samuel saying that i was NOT STRICT ENUFF!!! wah lau! i tot damn bad liao leh! still must get stricter... hiong, man... the sec2 baton drills were, in a word, horrible. but cannot blame them lah. it's a new thingy anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was time to get the room ready. that was the one time i saw jia jun's lousy powerpoint slide... wah kao. it looks like he barely spent 10 minutes on the muthafucker! it's got nth worth promoting lah! it was so vague, and all it showed was a pic of ci samuel receiving an ward! wtf? and to think that he's our OIC... OMG MAN! so i volunteered to do another presentation at least half-worthy of showing to human beings with knowledge of the existence of computers... i spent the entire night doing until now then i blog lah! suck cock leh, so long...and it still sucks. but, its the besti can do on short notice... should've done it at first chance lah... den got more time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something funny happened in the recruitment room! suddenly ryte, mr cha called for one guy hu was free of duty to step out. i wanted 2 go, but the sec3s picked and sabohed kevin. then mr chan said "he cannot be ic of road marshalling lah! ppl see his face will immediately drive off to get as far away as possible!" lol! den in te end i stepped out and got put in charge of road marshalling for tmr morning... yay! i finally get subordinates... i'm such a control freak. not that i care of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we were rushing to go home, cos mr chan wanted 2 lock up the recruitment room. but sir lucas wanted me and wei en to finish polishing the pressure lamps. i couldn't get mine to shine much, so i went into this beserker mode, and started polishing damn fast lah! my hand hurt, but i didn;t care... i just polish and polish and polish. sir lucas said he'll only be happy when he can see his braces in the pressure lamp. so he came and looked at mine. then it was chao comical! he bared his teeth at the pressure lamp! lol! then i lloked at him and i asked "sir. can see ur braces?" then he nodded. ok, no point saying that... anyway, i saw in the reflection of the pressure lamp that he pointed to and gave a thumbs-up sign to ci brian. or was it a middle finger? heck lah! i'll just assume it's a thumbs-up and go to bed with that happy thought... tmr is the actual recruitment. hope 2 see some ppl i noe. at least nick ho will be there. yayzee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-113587749547023730?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/113587749547023730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=113587749547023730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113587749547023730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113587749547023730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2005/12/2dae-was-recruitment-drive-prep.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-113577294693312022</id><published>2005-12-28T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T04:29:06.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the vox amp is here!!!!!!! omfg! it owns!! damn nice overdrive!!! gr8 fer playin' rock!!!! woohoo! my dad was cleaning and complaining about how rusty my guitar strings were, and the high e string just burst in his face! lol! he was like "fuck"! hahaha! first time i heard mah dad cuss so loud when we're not on the roads! lol. much happier now than yesterday! yeah! i spent the whole afternoon doing my book report. den at like around 4, the damn com hung and all my info was lost!!! nooooooo... it pays to save. learn that lesson. or u will regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to accept my fate and stay in the logistics department fer recruitment. lookin' forward 2 seein' nick on friday. i hope dat next year's sec 1s will be better and more respectful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DUN NEED TO SELL MY GUITAR ANYMORE!!! YAYZEE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-113577294693312022?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/113577294693312022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=113577294693312022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113577294693312022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113577294693312022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2005/12/vox-amp-is-here-omfg-it-owns-damn-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-113575314493559592</id><published>2005-12-27T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T22:59:04.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo! mah dad juz bought a vox amp! woohoo! pics comin' soon! however, this means dat i gotta sell 3 things! my guitar, my route 66 pedal, and my fender amp! nooooo! i dun wanna sell my guit. it is so near and dear to me... keith claims that biqi's not mad at me, just lazy to add me back. fine, i'll take that. rather lame excuse though... but i guess i kinda hope i'll be able to speak to her again, without having to use keith and without having to be invited into a convo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've become a really hardcore nickelback fan! i can now play most of the songs on their new album.... maybe i'll change my blogskin to a nickelback one one o' these days, provided i can find a nice one. too lazy to make one myself. lol. i tink mah book report sux. i kinda tot the synopsis was too long, until i called gnui and found out dat his was like a few pages long! wtf? u'd have to read a whole motherfucking dictionary to write a synopsis dat long lah! he wrote his on some war memoirs, and i wrote mine on a goddamn graphic novel. dun ask. it's still a novel.  just more graphic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really gotta change the strings on my guit. mah dad says my strings rust cos i sweat. like, duh! but it affects my sound... maybe i'll buy new strings the next time i'm at plaza singapura. yayzee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-113575314493559592?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/113575314493559592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=113575314493559592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113575314493559592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113575314493559592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2005/12/yo-mah-dad-juz-bought-vox-amp-woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20223466.post-113569120589678489</id><published>2005-12-27T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T05:47:03.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hihi! went 2 watch narnia 2dae!!! but played DotA first! i was damn pissed. at first, i went to kembangan at like, 10 am. A WHOLE HALF-HOUR B4 ARRANGED TIME!!! so i decided to go down 2 cheers to buy my hair wax, cos i didn't style mah hair dat morning. and i styled my hair and walked around the muthafukin' MRT station! in the end, i called glen, and found out dat they'ed been in the damn lan shop for half an hour! shit! anyway, played like 3 games o' DotA. mastered naix. with some unexpected help frm ridzwan and firdaus hu popped out mid game! yeah! reinforcements, baby!  &lt;br /&gt;   then we got to tampines. wanted 2 eat 3 buck meepok, but the shop was closed. stuppid, stupid glen and is "recommendation"... so gnui, yap and i ate mcdonald's. yap tried the new rice burger shit, and it tasted so bad, he was like "what is this?" and i was like "shit on a platter..." it tastes and looks like shit. it comes in those kinda grilled chicken fold-over packages, so it's kinda like a ba-zhang wrapped in cardboard. lol.&lt;br /&gt;   then went to watch narnia. hong aik was convinced that money had fallen all over the floor. rtye, hong aik... ryte... as if! he was telling us about it in the queue. it was damn long ah... stretched pass the arcade... anyway, there were only 4 seats available in the theatre, and we were debating about hu should sit out, when the guy at the counter said there was one more seat behind. and glen made the sacrifice of a lifetime... ryte. dumb decision. cos apparently, he got sat next 2 some bitch hu took up like 1/4 of his seating space via leaning. lol. and he vowed to poke the guy in front of his seat, which was hong aik. i poked hong aik twice, and he thought it was glen! LOL! but yap and i found out that narnia had lotz of biblical references. but the show is not bad. glad i didn't read the book. or i'll be damn pissed. many parts would've been cut out. i gotta do my book report tmr... hope i dun forget! new years' day is on a sunday... so school starts on the 3rd of jan! yayzee! i'm gonna eat a sausage now. mmm... meat....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20223466-113569120589678489?l=pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/feeds/113569120589678489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20223466&amp;postID=113569120589678489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113569120589678489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20223466/posts/default/113569120589678489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasureofdeception.blogspot.com/2005/12/hihi-went-2-watch-narnia-2dae-but.html' title=''/><author><name>guywithballz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258191523230058518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
