<?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-32341601</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:23:52.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ReallyNoLogic</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BlurHero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00727959015353401443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32341601.post-116791030515037723</id><published>2007-01-04T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T03:31:45.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BACK BACK BACK !!! Chilling Out At level 7 lab, finish my work at 1 pm but fucking raining cannot go home. Now still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year Eve. was at sentosa 1 bottle of scrotch 1 bottle vodka and the sun and the sand and the sea. Retarded, got convict, mazda and sanjjjjjjeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeevvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv. SURELY DIE CONFIRM DIE ! Never going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days b4 that went to aloy house for some food party booyah, great food great taste only the best.Yummmmiiieeeee... but aaron cannot come, because he was exile due to being too cool for bro ... now even a hi also dun have. Well u have girl doesn't mean u own the whole world. piss off man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ya X'mas eve, so fucking boring, go orchard spray spray den to pasir ris bah chow mee. Then got heartland drama, afew group of small kids fighting den ppl shouting then the other side got taxi uncle chase ah lian for cab fare, she keep crying and crying the uncle keep shouting $30 den he was saying like auction faster bid after tonight no more. Then the crowd goes wild and ,whole crowd goes so loudHe opens his mouth but the words won't come out, as confetti rains down wooooooott wooooottt. Den from the back police came in santa suits wit the jiggle bells rang from the screeching sirens. Chasing and running, cwarling and climbing all over the floor smack that. then everything goes silent and the night resumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Snap back to reality, oh there goes gravityOh, there goes Rabbit, he choked, he's so madBut he won't give up that easy, no he won't have itSnap back to reality, oh there goes gravityOh, there goes Rabbit, he choked, he's so madBut he won't give up that easy, no he won't have itSnap back to reality, oh there goes gravityOh, there goes Rabbit, he choked, he's so madBut he won't give up that easy, no he won't have itSnap back to reality, oh there goes gravityOh, there goes Rabbit, he choked, he's so madBut he won't give up that easy, no he won't have it- eminem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still Fucking Bored Here... Wanna World Of Warcraft.... Haf 2 Haf 2 Haf 2 Haf 2 Haf 2 ...&lt;br /&gt;                                        NOT STAYING HERE FOREEEEEEEVVVVEEERRR !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32341601-116791030515037723?l=huhwhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/feeds/116791030515037723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32341601&amp;postID=116791030515037723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/116791030515037723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/116791030515037723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-back-back-chilling-out-at-level-7.html' title=''/><author><name>BlurHero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00727959015353401443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32341601.post-116292330204972779</id><published>2006-11-07T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T10:15:02.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weeeeeeeeeeeeeee I wanna start by saying no offence no hard feelings no insult to what i am about to say. Just For Laughs and Giggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most things are made in China but among the few that is not made there are shavers, Oh my ... nothing can be worst there a sleeveless top wit fucking i swear one million ker zillion armpit hair sprout out like some amazon forest trying to reach from the sun. -"YOuuuuu RAiiiiiSSSEEEE Meeeeeee Up so I can Stand On mounTain, and Walk On stOrmy Seas"- Josh Groban. If that song was for armpit hair fucking hell i cry sia. Mountain near china = Everest , Sea = Great China Ocean. Imagine Mt.Everest grows armpit hair and armpit hair drifting in the entire sea like black jelly fish. Mt.Armpit and China Eeeee*Shiver* World Catastrophe ! Ok now imagine again Singapore no shavers how ? FUCK I RUN TO JB ... Zombie wit sweat dripping and hair sweeping abilities ARGHHHH. ACCA OCCE ! Opn Te Dor ... i saaa yyy Opn te Dor OpN Te Dor ... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooo ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 3 types of desciption. 1st is zebra kana ran-butt  2nd is the kana the taxi reverse kerbOr! eeeekkk! uncle reverse again Kerrr BoK! again na $5 uncle agian KerBor dessssHH, the last 1 is kana the space rocket fly to the sky kana smash in the moon den land on mars kana bang by superman den drop down kana smack den repeat 1 and 2 until kana SMASH .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cineleisure got 4 kind of ppl who take lift, ppl who goes high floor that's the common 1. Then comes the ppl wit pan-tat sensor sia, keep pressing close when the pan-tat still in the sensor. Next is the security guard wit fucking heavy balls 1 floor also wanna squeeze and take the crowded lift. Last 1 is the fattie wit teh-teh too heavy must rest on the lift handle bar even if it's going down one floor, my best guess was that if it takes the escalator, it will fall forward den add to the amount of kana smash tonight*.[*refers to everyday's night]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is like an adventure no time to type all down, i try my best to share what i can. The best is being there wit me and my nonsense, first hand experience of a lifetime.Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32341601-116292330204972779?l=huhwhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/feeds/116292330204972779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32341601&amp;postID=116292330204972779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/116292330204972779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/116292330204972779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/2006/11/weeeeeeeeeeeeeee-i-wanna-start-by.html' title=''/><author><name>BlurHero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00727959015353401443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32341601.post-115911049498196130</id><published>2006-09-24T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T08:08:15.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MIAMI VICE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NUMBER 1 SHOW. Fucking cool. colin farrel, gong li and jamie foxx simply damn style. Linkin Park featuring Jay z - Numb Encore will be the song that will forever remind me of Miami Vice. The show worth watching 8/10 stars !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today was back to studying mood for tmr sup paper, studied the wrong subject for the wrong day fuck but nvm i can handle it. Really appreicate and grateful that the help bao bao offered, Thanks man Thanks Thanks. Well i wanna wish lotsa lucks to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After sup super enjoy mood 10x more fun 10x more excitment 10x more hardcore, then everyone will be like "CAN I GET AN ENCORE?DO YOU WANT MORE?COOKIN RAW WITH THE BROOKLYN BOY" Booking like last min chalet, back to clubbing, jb mayb, defintely more alcohol more smoke more babes. That's life all about so live it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Holiday come holiday go sem come sem go, friends lost along the way, lost to ns or lost to the wilderness. Either way ppl do drift away. Sometimes i just wonder why we even care to take the effort to make frens and then lose them, kinda stupid right ? i dunno when can i really find or form a clique that wont always be there and no political backstabing and stuff. Even in social life, it also requires politic, i am really not sure wat the world is becoming, i thought friends are those that share ur joy, laughter, pain and saddness, people who u feel confortable with, but why is there politic ? Dont u think that it is no differences from sit on a sofa wit it's support made of spikes ? so many questions i can nv find a logical explaination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last night when i took a cab back from town, the cab driver was a lady. The first thing came to my mind was fucking hell we all going to die. But she really prove me wrong, this change my point of view of women drivers. She drove very skillfully and speedy and her knowledge of the roads was pretty awesome. So now i think i wont hold any discrimination to women cab drivers but i still think other women driver drives as fast as my bicycle can go.*smiles ~just joking*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Singapore idol today was so obvious that Jonathon will win so nothing much to say except that hady gonna get a Cheers contract or displace taufik at 7-11, the nation decides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32341601-115911049498196130?l=huhwhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/feeds/115911049498196130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32341601&amp;postID=115911049498196130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115911049498196130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115911049498196130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/2006/09/miami-vicenumber-1-show.html' title=''/><author><name>BlurHero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00727959015353401443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32341601.post-115886055814871079</id><published>2006-09-21T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T10:52:50.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;21.9.06&lt;br /&gt;Chilling out to some retro songs usual. Currently playing the background Dan Fogelberg - Leader Of The Band. Just got back from kovan, happen to c american pie 5 and miami vice tempted to buy but lack of cash mayb tmr i willbe going down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the journey time, my idle mind got me thinking of everyone in general. I am sure many people have had thoughts of the things i am about to say. Many dun search all out to find the answers and the key to become a high being but i do and i will never let any questions go unanswered or any lock to great treasures unopen. Human mind is fragil and delicate, but complicated and constantly changing.&lt;br /&gt;There is always a pattern to the thinking and behaviour, without a pattern one could be very powerful and unpredictable and dangerously safe from harm. The more i try to destroy my own constant pattern of thoughts to prevent people from reading me like a book or see through me like a paper, the more i going insane. No longer understand myself and i m LOST ,and to me everything outside my mind is like an outer universe. Seeing them as alien can really scare the shit out of anyone, that's not all everyday i wake up i can feel the will of living being drain away by some kind of ghostly being just like in the movie pulse. Instead of being zombie, everything in me turn to be more evil and i just feel more like a devil. Always have the urge to drain the life and blood out of any living thing. INSANE INSANE INSANE INSANE. At first i thought is the lack of friends, the life without a love and bad looks was the cause BUT after tried having all of them nothing seems to change. Now i m finding the answer the medicine the cure the solution to my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image the power u can have by not having conscience/guilt or predictable thinking pattern and behaviour or even having a superior mind that can think a step ahead of others or even better being able to manipulate people in doing things ur way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Is the price of power worth to pay ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32341601-115886055814871079?l=huhwhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/feeds/115886055814871079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32341601&amp;postID=115886055814871079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115886055814871079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115886055814871079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/2006/09/21.html' title=''/><author><name>BlurHero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00727959015353401443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32341601.post-115860254602864083</id><published>2006-09-18T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T11:02:26.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess who's back guess who's guess ... it's me it's me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays blogging just more and more boring, not much people dun come around here no more man. It's about time i write something nice hehe...&lt;br /&gt;First off starting with movie review of the month,&lt;br /&gt;Most Fuck Up Worst Movie:&lt;br /&gt;Frostbite(Swedish)&lt;br /&gt;About vampire haunting the street woooooo so interesting, nice poster and adverts.&lt;br /&gt;So i depart with my $10. Fuck min after minute waiting fot the climax but it never came. The girls in the show talk like guys and no visual effect. D BUDGET MOVIE ! Best part the main character the vampire come out like 1 minute. 0/10 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Host(Korean)&lt;br /&gt;The movie has nothing to do with the word host. Direct Translation ? i dunno man.&lt;br /&gt;Korean show wat the fuck was i expecting man ... so drama more drama than the korean drama series. eg. 4 ppl c the decreased picture then all 4 of them roll on the floor crying and laugh and smacking each other. i was like ?????? huh ?????? nevermind the ang moh actor all like taken from char char do school, got cockeye actor i think he get like $3.50/hr?. Then whole show i was still like errrrrrr dunno wat to say just that dun watch it. 4/100 stars because alloy say 4 stars but nv say over how much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Banquet(Chinese)&lt;br /&gt;Not the worst i seen so ok, actually usualy such trash show they make up wit chio bu but so ya this show is no expection. Werid ending like goldfish suspected for killing the empress and gay crown prince behave like ah gua and the banquet only refers to place where everyone die at the last part not much more, the show basically just wanna tell u that human heart is the most the poisonous and empress acting like a bitch and slut that's all. 1/20 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32341601-115860254602864083?l=huhwhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/feeds/115860254602864083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32341601&amp;postID=115860254602864083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115860254602864083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115860254602864083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/2006/09/guess-whos-back-guess-whos-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>BlurHero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00727959015353401443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32341601.post-115815300988396718</id><published>2006-09-13T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T06:12:00.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is damn fucking retarded started off with waking up for work, cannot fucking wake up because couldn't fucking sleep last night so end up talking to my mei mei until 1+ then toss and turn until 2 still cant sleep so i decided to go play some battleship. 4 den doze off. 9am+ wake up like zombie. The best part was 2 long table reserved at french/bristo nevermind then got a reservation for 50 people at my area FUCKING HELL walk up and down leg can break + the plates all pile like mountain and the cream and sauces were like dripping from the side of the plates. Finally 2.15 the lunch crowd left "phew" one fuck up shit over, the results hit me fail 2 subject ooad and dbsy, ooad i kinda deserved it but dbsy so &lt;strong&gt;FUCKING OBVIOUS &lt;/strong&gt;that the small shit with the smudge sabotage my fucking BALLS. Relating to that issue, i realise that hardcore chinese speaking people keep on speaking in chinese even though they know i dun speak chinese and i dun understand much, fuck this shit man i had ENOUGH. Speak english wit me or fuck off, hate me for not tolerating chinese language thrown all over my face since those people already hate me for not speaking chinese wat's there more to it ? I will be in kinda fucking bad mood for quite awhile so try to put up wit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope ur result dun drive u up the wall or make u insane and stuff. If u think life is boring and sucks and reaching the end of the world, i got a good way for you to live and die an exciting way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly kill the firstly motherfucker you see, if it is me tell me first i carry out this plot first, den call police say got ppl die when 2 policeman come kill them swift and fast. Steal the guns and ammo, if u like grillz i think lee hwa has nice jewelleries rob the biggest outlet i think somerset got 1 then ask them make for u a grill and surely there will be some hero to be bastard fucker chee bye wanna stop u so i say "kill that motherfucker, i gonna blow ur brains out fucking bastard" nevermind just kill him so the world is abit more spacious and the world will thank u. Hmmm after that, i know everyone hates some people so kill 'em all of them spare no one, have mercy and you will go down in flames. Compassion is for the weak. Conscience is for priest and pagan. Just Remember There Might Be No Heaven or Hell, Remember Remember. Until u are corner no where to run no where to hide, never forsake ur destiny even to the very last drop of blood and let no one have u in chains. Sucide is the liberation of ur duty but on the other hand death by authorised execution is the failure of the prophecy. u will be the future. u will be the history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;U WILL BE THE BEGINNING AND THE END, THE ALPHA THE OMEGA THE LORD OVER YOUR OWN SOUL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32341601-115815300988396718?l=huhwhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/feeds/115815300988396718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32341601&amp;postID=115815300988396718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115815300988396718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115815300988396718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-is-damn-fucking-retarded-started.html' title=''/><author><name>BlurHero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00727959015353401443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32341601.post-115799774944488769</id><published>2006-09-11T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T11:02:29.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wham Bam Damn it's been awhile since i last updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the beginning of farming $$$, i got a job A job A JOB. NehNiPooPoo =P&lt;br /&gt;-Credits goes to aloy for helping me and eddddwwwaaaarrrrdddddoooo get a job. Thanks Bro U're da man.&lt;br /&gt;The work place is in a central business district, no bus i know goes there if there is it would take like ONE million centuary to reach there. So i took MRT drop at Raffles Place then walk pass some super tall business buildings everyone there was like wearing suits and formal dressing and then i was wearing like polo tee and black pants and black leather shoe hair sprouting every where but not as if i comb got use so nevermind just chiong walk walk and more walk. After sometime i realised that FUCKING hell the signboard is directing me in 1 circle, almost late. Fed up already i just walk straight follow my instinct heng heng reach.&lt;br /&gt;Then i felt the first day of work syndrome, stood outside like some nervous noobieeeeeee, adding on to the shitty feeling was the unwelcoming look on the staff face was like "Why is he here ? go away away away shoooo shooooo don't ask me any question i dunno ask other ppl"&lt;br /&gt;Things begin to brighten up after all the procedure has been gone through so kinda ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeee 2.50 worrrrkkkkkk enddddd ...&lt;br /&gt;Went to get a ear stud end up broken when i reach home sucks $5 burn.&lt;br /&gt;Eat Wan ton set at parklane wooo more money burn&lt;br /&gt;Lucky got income can eat or not die sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that school sem ended, i sometime really miss the time the whole bunch of us hang out at apple lab and laugh the whole day away. The people we see the things we do. Really wish to make a huge giantic party for everyone to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i wanna dedicate this paragraph to Jeffy, u still waiting for her at least get some sleep and food man if sick u cannot do anything worse. Cheer up man life ain't that bad after all because it's all about having fun and let worries worry about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For noooooooowww gotta go catch some sleep work at 11am so waking up at 9.15.&lt;br /&gt;Nights Nights...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32341601-115799774944488769?l=huhwhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/feeds/115799774944488769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32341601&amp;postID=115799774944488769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115799774944488769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115799774944488769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/2006/09/wham-bam-damn-its-been-awhile-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>BlurHero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00727959015353401443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32341601.post-115728390416206993</id><published>2006-09-03T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T04:45:04.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last Night MOS, it's a blast to the last. Got in at 10.05pm in the piority queue like some kind of VIP kinda cool. The usual routine id check was really the usual check for eddy, got check over and over again, i guess he got used to it already and "always give the wah lau forever kana one sia look". The main hall hasn't open until 11, so we just chill out in smoove and the r&amp;b music in MOS becoming more and more like fucking crap, not worth it. Lucky the main hall, trance and retro still cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much complications and miscommunication, we finally got the a corner sofa seat which is reserved for us the first place and the name on the reserved card say "Aloysius Anthone" -.- . Not what we expected but better then usual seats. Now comes the 3 bottle Vodka, Martel &amp; Chivas. First round was green+chivas, that's fine then most best the subsequence rounds chiong vodka shots until like 1/5 the bottle left. Everyone already heating up nevermind, then more vodka with cranberry juice because kinda thristy. Head spinning, fingertips numb, then meiting and fren and some the rest start playing some no logic games. Only remembering how to play abit but wasn't that hard so i think i win some rounds and lost some. Wendy John, Alloy and Ester had to drink quite abit that cleared the chivas bottle. Insane after bottle every all start to go really insane. Sloppy laughing at everything, jeff was depressed so he lie down and slept like a baby, Meiting took the Martel and just drank straight for the bottle. Never notice the rest already, vision getting blurry and dark then knock out, waking up later to find the Aaron, Jeff, Sloppy sleeping. The corner behind the chair nearest to the stair had a odourless vomit, the most interesting part is that no one recalling vomitting. Ghost vomit ? cannot be, gates of hell close already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on the security guard came and us not to sleep but no one seems to care.&lt;br /&gt;Security guard tap tap jeff :"cannot sleep here."&lt;br /&gt;Jeff reply: "Orh orh orh" then back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Security  tap me:"Dun sleep wake up wake up."&lt;br /&gt;I reply:"ok ok." then back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Security guard tap Aaroning:"Wake up wake up."&lt;br /&gt;Aaron reply:"Errrrrrrr."&lt;br /&gt;The security turn back all back to sleep again. i think he was like argghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Alloy come back the only sane person that can talk sense to the security guard.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much after that i just went to dance awhile then 4+ went to eat with Alloy then later at 5 club close.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32341601-115728390416206993?l=huhwhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/feeds/115728390416206993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32341601&amp;postID=115728390416206993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115728390416206993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115728390416206993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/2006/09/last-night-mos-its-blast-to-last.html' title=''/><author><name>BlurHero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00727959015353401443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32341601.post-115717009836627776</id><published>2006-09-01T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T21:08:18.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd Sept, the big day has finally reach out doorstep. The smell of party and booze lingers in the air, just waiting for the clock to hit 10pm. For now i just chewing a gum and just stoning in front of the com. Speaking of stoning, Aaron just had a tatoo yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;########## Zoooomm back to yesterday###############&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a usual Saturday kinda day, so carefree and relax headed out of the house around 1, checkout school then down to expo comex fair. They had some very delicious speakers so tempting, not very expensive but i had not enough to get myself one. Sucks right! Expo wasn't exactly fantasic to hang out for long. Next thing was town to meet up with the rest, Aaroning had only a sole purpose just to get a tatoo and then back. For me, i really wanted a piercing but i had kinda super mixed feeling of everything from pain to how to maintain it. Eddy got a feeling that i will kinda pussy out and with the usual look. So i gonna say something i am NOT a pussy ! haha. I did actually went to pierce, it's not exactly painful but looking at the girl that poke for me, my eyes hurts more so ya nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;As the fork tip needle start to sizzle and buzzle, then to a soft whisper. Aaroning face change colour and his eyes were like tearing abit. So u see u can squeeze water out of stone. As usual he just stone there until it is done. The master pieces look nice on him so i think the pain seems worthwhile but i never wanna have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###############Zoom back to today##################&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i dunno what is installed for everyone today, just gonna relax and take the ride on the life's cruise. Flow where the river takes. peace out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32341601-115717009836627776?l=huhwhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/feeds/115717009836627776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32341601&amp;postID=115717009836627776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115717009836627776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115717009836627776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/2006/09/2nd-sept-big-day-has-finally-reach-out.html' title=''/><author><name>BlurHero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00727959015353401443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32341601.post-115701004300261523</id><published>2006-08-31T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T00:40:43.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY EXAM IS OVER ! Party Time, party until the cows come home.&lt;br /&gt;Last night season finale of exam , clock strike 8. I m all set and ready, papers done and over handed up and hit the road home. Nah din stayed at home, just to get change for clubing and freshen up. Tired and mental exhaustion can never overwhelm the drive to enjoy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to school meet up with the rest then complications arise but end up we did go, first to zouk but full house so the next better option was MOS so bo pian. MOS was playing retro music in main hall and the setting was indeed fantasic all in 80's props Wooot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4+ club was like going to close everyone were like leaving so we also decided to leave also, so ya we grab a bite then home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a night man, The beginning of nightlife start here. This entry kinda boring i noe, i am sleepy i am going back to sleep since it is raining now. Smiles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32341601-115701004300261523?l=huhwhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/feeds/115701004300261523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32341601&amp;postID=115701004300261523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115701004300261523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115701004300261523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally-exam-is-over-party-time-party.html' title=''/><author><name>BlurHero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00727959015353401443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32341601.post-115623338788596563</id><published>2006-08-22T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T01:44:08.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[PART 2] Continued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of the duel echoed trhoughout the temple, "HYPER COMBO FINISH !"&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting more adventure, avoidence is the best option. We headed for the bus stop our only hope of light for a bus to come. Bus did came but none stopped for us, those that drove pass just gave us creepy smiles and in their minds they were like "HAHA more victims more MORE, stuck here a barren land of the undead, you never going to survive and never getting on my bus. bastards !" The wait was long till a bus stopped for us, damn. In the bus, everyone were sitting on the outer seats on either sides which their eyes fixed straight in front, staring ... staring intensily. The only seats were at the back, they seems reserved just for us.Freaky Shit. We stride to the back in fear and senses of great danger, the sound of screams of sheer pain and infinite horror rang in my head. The people were actually ... zombies. Flesh eating, blood thristing and everlasting decomposing individuals. Their flesh were actually torn were merely clinging onto their fragil frame of their skeleton. Nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next stop we alighted faster than a blink of an eye, we were now in a punggol land. Alloy was definite that we were in serpent lair, anaconda and python rule the entire region and insisted that they were gargantuan and enormous and can eat Godzilla and friends. Never wanna end up here again, it's like a fucking amazon drive 1. We defintly getting on another bus man asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we heading to the causeway now and train would be a better mode of traveling. Up to the station and then off to China. Bakau station. Woohooo finally the place we looking for, actually is for the notes. Bass player came and so did the notes. To the photocopy shop, IN BAKAU that something new. The 24 hr mac only open until 11pm then close, the only toilet in miles were always close for washing, the secondary school students hang out at mama shops and actually at first they look mature for primary school kids but childish for secondary. Nevermind at the photoshop the had everything man ! from swimming trunks to frying pans, ancient russell lee singapore true ghost story book as their number one new release book WHAT THE FUCK ?, that's not all "booom boom boom i want u in my rooms ..." was playing in the background from so music store nearby, then a voice echoed throughout the corridor NUMBER 1 NEW HIT SINGLE ! everyone around us was so ecstatic and i even hear the joy of happiness beating in their heart. The crowd grew larger and the sets we wanted to photocopy wasn't ready fuck we waited for like 20 mins already. Neveremind we ask if we could photocopy the whole file it's like 800 pages then the cashier said it would that like 1 whole days to do that. I was puzzled at first but later on i realized that her term of photocopy was handwritten no wonder we had to wait for like 1 hour and it is in a great mess. Fucking pissed, that i had to stand there and sort it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For have a mental note of this place we decided to have a meal there. At mac. The students were actually just celebrating national day on like 21 AUG ?!. They didn't have like trading cards or anything, they played wit cardboard and cutting them up making into some sort of play thing.&lt;br /&gt;Finishing up everything and rushing to 88 bus stop and then across the long expressway and over the bridge. NEVER COMING BACK THERE EVER AGAIN !!!its back to singapore, thank god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32341601-115623338788596563?l=huhwhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/feeds/115623338788596563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32341601&amp;postID=115623338788596563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115623338788596563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115623338788596563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/2006/08/part-2-continued-sound-of-duel-echoed.html' title=''/><author><name>BlurHero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00727959015353401443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32341601.post-115615826025607386</id><published>2006-08-21T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T04:11:40.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;[PART 1] 21st august 2006 ... a day to remember ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The day started of as any other pre exam day, cant wait to study and having no mood to enjoy when the thought of exam flashes across my mind. From home to school nothing much happen, just the usual smile to the mirrors and glass planes, and smiles from them back to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just hit the ground of the bus stop at school, the call came, the call that change my destiny forever, And I, I got a little place nearby I wanna go, I should have said no.But ... nevermind me and eddie meet up wit aloy then we headed to sengkang. An unknown place not known by mankind, a place not in Singapore, a place you don't wanna go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dropping off from 27 at somewhere quite near a Lrt station only known as Cheng Lim, it took like 10 min walk but wit the fucking hot sun frying my balls, it seems like one fucking billion hours &lt;em&gt;sia lah&lt;/em&gt;. Every step were like draging five hundred concrete bricks, eyes were almost close due to the extreme glare from the sun, sweating so much seems more like waterfall and the heat wave was so intense that the distant construction cranes looks like a tall glass of beer and the bull dozers were like hamburger. We were in Mexico. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*gentle guitar trumming and whistling of man-eating crows &amp;amp; hayball of dried up reed roll across the road and several swirls of sand at the sides of the road*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Our weary face lited up, a stationery bus was park on the double yellow line, might b our only ride to safety or to ... hell. Stumbling over the road divider and crawling to bus just to get to it not caring wat-fuck-so-ever, i would rather die somewhere else... not here, not in Mexico, not in this god-forsaken place ... all dead and decomposing bodies here were all not found either being eaten by cannibal, or vulture , or lost in the desert and eventually become mummy !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The driver was an old dude with saggy and wrinkled who speaks in some foreign lanuage not of this world, we wanted to know where was the land called Bakau. All he said was "no bah kau, no no bakau also, in China." Damn he was helpful at all, we continued walking and a long ancient achitecture towered before us. YAN LONG Home Of Fine Martial Arts. *Chinese martial art theme song*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To be continued ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32341601-115615826025607386?l=huhwhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/feeds/115615826025607386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32341601&amp;postID=115615826025607386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115615826025607386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115615826025607386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/2006/08/part-1-21st-august-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>BlurHero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00727959015353401443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-32341601.post-115600452719360132</id><published>2006-08-19T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T07:26:22.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;s light fade into dark, we are still in apple lab, our home, a hideout away from the rest of the world. It's a whole new world on it's own, a world where everything is random. Yes random.&lt;br /&gt;Life have been much better wit the thrash talking, ass kicking, rubbish craping and balls flicking experiences of a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Featuring:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eddie Edddwaaaaarrrrddddoooooo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MARBLE GOOOOLLLLD winner&lt;br /&gt;-cyber girl ?&lt;br /&gt;-Singapore Idol Winner 2007&lt;br /&gt;-kaner fine $400 for going toilet too many times&lt;br /&gt;-Future-Player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sloppy&lt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fishmonger&lt;br /&gt;-no link? (Alloy: my eyes tired, not enough sleep&lt;br /&gt;Sloppy: ice box)&lt;br /&gt;Get wat i mean.&lt;br /&gt;-Sssssslllllluuuuupppppppyyyyy?&lt;br /&gt;-Big t-shirt, 3/4 pants, slipper, long uncombed hair = Sloppy&lt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alloy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ah loy Ah loy ar&lt;br /&gt;-player&lt;br /&gt;-BOLVIANESE Pirate&lt;br /&gt;-MARBLE GOOOOOLLLLD winner&lt;br /&gt;-Basically a kind of guy everything also damn on. More Amsterdam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You see him, you see aaroning&lt;br /&gt;-Aaron leaves he leaves&lt;br /&gt;-Usual pang seh kia&lt;br /&gt;-Easy to soul calibre(HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;-Forever laughing for no apparent reason when he dunno wat's going on. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jared&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Cannot ar i raiding"&lt;br /&gt;-"I need to go i got raiding"&lt;br /&gt;-"I need to raid"&lt;br /&gt;-Cab Boy (Want take cab ? share cheaper, take ar dun like that cab cheaper)&lt;br /&gt;-So you want take cab ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aaroning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stoning&lt;br /&gt;-stoning&lt;br /&gt;-stoning&lt;br /&gt;-stoning&lt;br /&gt;-stoning&lt;br /&gt;-stoning&lt;br /&gt;-stoning&lt;br /&gt;- 3hrs pass 1 smile den&lt;br /&gt;-stoning&lt;br /&gt;-stoning&lt;br /&gt;-stoning&lt;br /&gt;-stoning&lt;br /&gt;-stoning&lt;br /&gt;-french girl FOREVER !&lt;br /&gt;-he dun go home too late later gates of hell open&lt;br /&gt;-so modest wah so brave ... so admirable&lt;br /&gt;-basically he is AARON = STONE&lt;br /&gt;STONE = ARRON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wendy John&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-new member&lt;br /&gt;-classified&lt;br /&gt;-unknown&lt;br /&gt;-i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smarco&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Siew marco&lt;br /&gt;-Shoe mark co.&lt;br /&gt;-Shooooooo marco&lt;br /&gt;-WAT!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;-Legendery Champion&lt;br /&gt;(World Heavy Weight Champ&lt;br /&gt;, Light Weight Champ&lt;br /&gt;, Ultimate Fighting Champion&lt;br /&gt;, Boxing Champ&lt;br /&gt;, Sumo Champ&lt;br /&gt;, Martial Specialist&lt;br /&gt;, World Toughest Man&lt;br /&gt;, Tough Enough Champ,&lt;br /&gt;Wrestling Gold Medalist)&lt;br /&gt;-60 cents ( you cant get a dollar out of me)&lt;br /&gt;-Kaner Ground By Girl friend ?&lt;br /&gt;-Amsterdam like jolly shandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Only spoted on Friday(like locness monster in scotland on apear on friday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jun Ming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Smile until got lost in the forest den sometime appear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shawn Poh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wanna go lan shop ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hendra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i am from linkin park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andre ten thousand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"i am a GMILF. are u ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicolas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Football Star&lt;br /&gt;-Secretary's Boss&lt;br /&gt;-"Nus Bastard ! my laptop everything gone"&lt;br /&gt;-MARBLE GOLD&lt;br /&gt;-Just Absolute LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clique The laughter The entertainment The reason we live !&lt;br /&gt;With this first entry, many more entry will be coming on the way.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the train is coming soon, we building it now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32341601-115600452719360132?l=huhwhy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/feeds/115600452719360132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32341601&amp;postID=115600452719360132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115600452719360132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32341601/posts/default/115600452719360132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huhwhy.blogspot.com/2006/08/as-light-fade-into-dark-we-are-still.html' title=''/><author><name>BlurHero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00727959015353401443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
