<?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-26411520</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:57:40.160+03:00</updated><title type='text'>L 4 liang!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-5631736840905321670</id><published>2008-01-01T11:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T11:52:26.310+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since i've got ntg 2 do i've been listening to music 4 a whole day, these are 5 songs tat u should really check out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; stop and stare - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;oneRepublic&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; omg really nice song, this is really a band 2 look out for, i think this song is even better than         apologize, nice lyrics 2!&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;won't go home without you -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;maroon 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    i didn't really like the first 2 songs from their 2nd album but this 1 has got them back in my         books, something along the lines of she will be loved, must listen!&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;halo -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;haley james scott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    saw this on ning shuang 's blog and normally i'm not really a fan of girl's songs(i'm not a sexist     i just dun like it)  but this is really a nice song taken of the one tree hill soundtrack, if u like         one tree hill ur sure to like this song if u don't well u'll like it as well...&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tongue tied - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;faber drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    i never heard of this band but i heard this song on radio quite a few times, i bet everyone can     relate to this song, when sometimes u just can't tell tat special someone wat ur thinking and         stuff, u get just well tongue tied...&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bubbly -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Colbie Caillat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    the my space girl i bet everyone know's her by now, i like her 2 i dunno mayb i got something     4 blondes lol( just like hayden panettiere!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haley_James_Scott" title="Haley James Scott"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-5631736840905321670?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/5631736840905321670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/5631736840905321670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2008/01/since-ive-got-ntg-2-do-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-9030985849235936922</id><published>2008-01-01T10:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T11:13:20.024+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year??</title><content type='html'>it's new year and i'm home alone this really sucks, it's not tat i want 2, i wanna go out but now this is my condition, presenting the new and improved tan jian liang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/R3nxh6hS9fI/AAAAAAAAABk/uby6xxXPjuY/s1600-h/P1060876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/R3nxh6hS9fI/AAAAAAAAABk/uby6xxXPjuY/s320/P1060876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150413213821761010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yup i got this while playing football on sunday, 5 stiches to the head just above my eye which means i am automatically entitled 2 stay at home till it heals.... god i thought i would never get an injury like this as long as i dun play football with yee ming boy am i wrong... 2 ppl went 4 the ball with their heads next thing i know i'm on the floor and blood is everywhere, just thank god 4 all the ppl there... i mean they washed my wound and everything 4 me, and this lady, aunt may which i didn't know, she called her son and her friends to come pray 4 me, i mean i'm not a christian so i was abit stunned and just sat there in silence but tat was a really nice gesture of her, she even fetched me to the clinic and home and stuff, which just goes to show there are still good samitarians in this world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing my parents didn't kill me or ban me from playing football or anything i think their just happy 2 see me in 1 piece... but my dad is having a real laugh bout it, cause there's swelling above one eye and it's hard 2 open it, and everytime he see's me he starts smiling 2 himself, i think he look's even happier than when he took my small bro's pmr results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jolly bad time 2 get this kind of wound, i'm going sabah next week and i may not be able to go snorkelling and stuff, i can't eat all the seafood arghhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i dun even know if my parents will let me go genting on the 3rd, i mean wat if i'm on the roller-coaster and there's a rush of blood to my head and the stitches open??? wow a blood fountain so cool lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. it's a new year and u gotta be optimistic, so thing's can only get better right?(seriously touchwood and cross my fingers i had enuf bad luck d, super bad case of murphy's law) well tomorrow may not be better but a better tomorrow will always come so pray hard 4 me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-9030985849235936922?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/9030985849235936922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/9030985849235936922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year??'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/R3nxh6hS9fI/AAAAAAAAABk/uby6xxXPjuY/s72-c/P1060876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-3303399609146734860</id><published>2007-12-18T18:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T18:27:45.853+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hadn't touched my guitar in a long time, actually i have, but after playing for 10 minutes i put it down, i dun know y.... i know i should be practising and stuff but somehow i just dun have the drive to do so, oh pls someone help me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/R2flqqhS9dI/AAAAAAAAABU/zXQI9ThOagk/s1600-h/P1060853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/R2flqqhS9dI/AAAAAAAAABU/zXQI9ThOagk/s320/P1060853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145333620425291218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love my guitar it's probably the most expensive thing i ever owned, so y am i neglecting it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/R2fmIqhS9eI/AAAAAAAAABc/SGiOLTHqfiY/s1600-h/P1060851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/R2fmIqhS9eI/AAAAAAAAABc/SGiOLTHqfiY/s320/P1060851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145334135821366754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;btw, did u know my guitars name is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;virgin&lt;/span&gt;? perfect name since it's owner is so pure lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-3303399609146734860?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/3303399609146734860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/3303399609146734860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-hadnt-touched-my-guitar-in-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/R2flqqhS9dI/AAAAAAAAABU/zXQI9ThOagk/s72-c/P1060853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-8057044376947992649</id><published>2007-12-17T16:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T16:35:43.811+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="bigcap"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ur deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gorgeous, talented, fabulous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Actually, who are you not to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a child of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Your playing small does not serve the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing enlightened about shrinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; so that other people won't feel insecure around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all meant to shine, as children do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give other people permission to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; As we are liberated from our own fear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our presence automatically liberates others.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--e n d   p r a y e r--&gt;&lt;!--c r e d i t   r o w--&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;from        a return to love by marianne williamson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-8057044376947992649?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/8057044376947992649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/8057044376947992649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2007/12/o-ur-deepest-fear-is-not-that-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-2923855812138020511</id><published>2007-12-16T16:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T04:36:13.059+03:00</updated><title type='text'>-----</title><content type='html'>can't believe it's only been bout 2 weeks since stpm is over, it felt like aeons... been going out the past few days went taman pertanian on friday and unfortunately it rained, so romantic lol... so we spent the majority of the time in the swimming pool and i have a confession 2 make &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I DUNNO HOW 2 SWIM! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;well i know it's kinda disgraceful, a girl even said 2 me before a guy tat doesn't know how 2 swim is the most useless kind of guy sob sob... so wat, i'm tall enough i won't drown! then we had to skip the trip 2 rumah iklim because it was so darn cold, it was quite nice overall but there are still alot of places we didn't go so hope there's a next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/R2UnGqhS9aI/AAAAAAAAAA8/GHuRECytmts/s1600-h/tmn+pertanian+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/R2UnGqhS9aI/AAAAAAAAAA8/GHuRECytmts/s320/tmn+pertanian+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144561144787301794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it took so freaking long 2 get back -.-, i reached home at bout 7 something which meant i couldn't go to the battle of the bands sob(sorry michael...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then on sunday we went to a japanese buffet in kl called saisaki in wisma uoa, and the food there was really quite good, a huge amount of variety, it's 52++ and i would say it's quite worth it if ur a japanese food lover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/R2XSBKhS9bI/AAAAAAAAABE/aP2T7Rs7dSw/s1600-h/tmn+pertanian+%26+buffet+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/R2XSBKhS9bI/AAAAAAAAABE/aP2T7Rs7dSw/s320/tmn+pertanian+%26+buffet+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144749066786370994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: this is not the actual represantation of the food there, this is actually the food that we couldn't finish lol, all thanks 2 melody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&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/26411520-2923855812138020511?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/2923855812138020511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/2923855812138020511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='-----'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/R2UnGqhS9aI/AAAAAAAAAA8/GHuRECytmts/s72-c/tmn+pertanian+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-5766327692174941701</id><published>2007-12-13T09:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T09:36:39.631+03:00</updated><title type='text'>this is so damn biased!</title><content type='html'>well i haven't been doing anything but going out since my stpm finished but yesterday i did something real productive, i registered for my sat, yes i did something that concerns academics! well anyway i was filling out the form online and there came a part to describe yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/R2DR4WvK8iI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1sF5HGznM8Q/s1600-h/12.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/R2DR4WvK8iI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1sF5HGznM8Q/s320/12.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143341540563415586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm like wtf, why the hell do you wanna know if i'm asian or black or wat, are u gonna put me in a different uni just cause of my skin colour?? well there's a i do not wish to respond answer so mayb they have already gotten alot of stick 4 it but seriously tat is so damn biased!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-5766327692174941701?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-6210511438496521634</id><published>2007-12-13T08:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T09:18:59.299+03:00</updated><title type='text'>seize the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:22D6F312-B0F6-11D0-94AB-0080C74C7E95" height="46" width="180"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="FileName" value="http://h1.ripway.com/jianliang22/AvengedSevenfold-SiezeTheDay.mp3"&gt;i'm loving this song at the moment! it's basically bout how u should treasure the time u have and stuff, like if u like this guy/gal just go for them (esp if the guys name is tan jian liang!), lol it's a nice song just listen 2 it 4 awhile....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-mplayer2" src="http://h1.ripway.com/jianliang22/AvengedSevenfold-SiezeTheDay.mp3" autostart="true" loop="true" height="50" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="autoplay" value="true"&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/6210511438496521634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2007/12/seize-day.html' title='seize the day'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-4931619748559117441</id><published>2007-12-12T17:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T17:19:43.855+03:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back!</title><content type='html'>wow, been almost a year since i blogged, 357 days 2 be exect... well i didn't really have the time u see, stpm is not exactly the easiest exam on the face of the earth... well anyway it's over and i dun wanna think bout it anymore, the important thing is i'm back! and tat should put a smile on ur face! lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-4931619748559117441?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/4931619748559117441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/4931619748559117441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back!'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-8530141350127182567</id><published>2006-12-20T20:31:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T20:31:57.273+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do you wake up each day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/UmAfQ-GgtCQ' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/UmAfQ-GgtCQ'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;do you have a reason 4 waking up every morning? if u don't then it's best if u start searching for one, if not ur life may seem empty and meaningless... just think deeply what makes u muster up the strenght to wake up and go tru ur daily routines, feel free to share it wif me no matter how lame izit( i know a someone tat would probably say to foos) or just keep it to urself, but remember to find one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my reason for waking up each day? it's got 2 be cause of my family and friends... i'm very lucky to be blessed with a happy family and some very good friends, i do regard them as gifts from god and they are the ones that help me pull myself up everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone is wondering, the background music of the video is landing in london by staind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-8530141350127182567?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/8530141350127182567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/8530141350127182567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/12/why-do-you-wake-up-each-day_9612.html' title='Why do you wake up each day?'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-1516542217913245234</id><published>2006-12-20T18:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T19:47:23.987+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i met a guy who was formerly my scout senior on the bus to sp, we talked bout our studies and lifes, he was studying engineering and i am planning to do so too so lot's in common... actually it felt kind of weird talking so personally with him like tat... i mean i remember him as a senior tat was kind of strict and most of the time listening to him talk was 2 hear his instructions or advice( most of the times was also to get f***ed) so it sure was a different experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    i guess in some ways this just goes to show tat it's inevitable tat life is changing, of course i would love 2 cont living in a period where i was so naive and innocent( i still am lol) but then time and tide waits 4 no man... time sure has flied, one of my best friends is already studying in australia, the other one is going there next year leaving me here, wat am i 2 do? i guess i'll just have to move along with the flow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    on another note, later tat night i got hit by a squash racket... ya laugh if u want u freaking sadist! it was totally accidental, the guys swung the racket 2 wildly and it landed right in my face, thankfully just a few cm above my eye... well luckily i have a very responsible coach cause the moment i opened my eyes i saw him running towards me to check on me, but then mayb it's a bad thing 2 cause he stopped me from playing anymore after tat, damn... just one more thing 2 say, ow it really hurts.................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-1516542217913245234?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/1516542217913245234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/1516542217913245234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-i-met-guy-who-was-formerly-my.html' title=''/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-2766518806734955929</id><published>2006-12-09T07:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T08:11:19.941+03:00</updated><title type='text'>do u still know how 2 read chinese??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/RXpFJNhFCSI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tXgORCqeuek/s1600-h/learnchinese.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/RXpFJNhFCSI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tXgORCqeuek/s320/learnchinese.0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006389960325269794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u know how to read the above passage? for all those ppl who dunno chinese or have forgotten chinese, do not worry, scientist have derived an easy way to understand chinese characters. well the above passage is quite complicated and even i have a hard time figuring it out, its in fan ti zi and has to be read from top right to bottom left. Now, someone has discovered a way to read the same passage and the best of all it does makes some sense to me now. This new discovery will revolutionised the world! Chinese is not a difficult language to master anymore!!! Everyone can read chinese characters now! No need to attend class or take exams or learn about chinese history! All it takes is only a couple of minutes of your time! Hows that?! u really want to know how to read it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer is.......  Turn it &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;90° Anti Clock Wise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and look at it again! can't see? here's a clearer picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/RXo_0thFCRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6Y9-CkK_eYw/s1600-h/learnchinesea.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/RXo_0thFCRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6Y9-CkK_eYw/s320/learnchinesea.0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006384110579812626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-2766518806734955929?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/2766518806734955929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/2766518806734955929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/12/do-u-still-know-how-2-read-chinese.html' title='do u still know how 2 read chinese??'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCLnIVflzRg/RXpFJNhFCSI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tXgORCqeuek/s72-c/learnchinese.0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-3721307514697784932</id><published>2006-12-09T07:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T07:10:51.112+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell Explained by Chemistry Student</title><content type='html'>The following is an actual question given on a University of Washington&lt;br /&gt; Chemistry mid-term.&lt;br /&gt; The answer by one student was so "profound" that the professor shared it&lt;br /&gt; with colleagues, via the Internet, which is of course, why we now have the&lt;br /&gt; pleasure of enjoying it as well:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs&lt;br /&gt; heat)?&lt;br /&gt; Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas&lt;br /&gt; cools when it expands and heats when it is compressed) or some variant.&lt;br /&gt; One student, however, wrote the following:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need&lt;br /&gt; to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which&lt;br /&gt; they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to&lt;br /&gt; Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving.&lt;br /&gt; As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at the different&lt;br /&gt; religions that exist in the world today. Most of these religions state that&lt;br /&gt; if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell.  Since there&lt;br /&gt; is more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more&lt;br /&gt; than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and&lt;br /&gt; death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to&lt;br /&gt; increase exponentially. Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in&lt;br /&gt; Hell because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and&lt;br /&gt; pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand&lt;br /&gt; proportionately as souls are added.&lt;br /&gt;   This gives two possibilities:&lt;br /&gt; 1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter&lt;br /&gt; Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell&lt;br /&gt; breaks loose.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 2. If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell,&lt;br /&gt; then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; So which is it?&lt;br /&gt; If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa during my Freshman year&lt;br /&gt; that, "It will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you," and take into&lt;br /&gt; account the fact that I slept with her last night, then number two must be&lt;br /&gt; true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and has already frozen&lt;br /&gt; over. The corollary of this theory is that since Hell has frozen over, it&lt;br /&gt; follows that it is not accepting any more souls and is&lt;br /&gt; therefore, extinct......leaving only Heaven, thereby proving the existence&lt;br /&gt; of a divine being which explains why,&lt;br /&gt; last night, Teresa kept shouting "Oh My God."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; THIS STUDENT RECEIVED THE ONLY "A"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-3721307514697784932?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/3721307514697784932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/3721307514697784932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/12/hell-explained-by-chemistry-student.html' title='Hell Explained by Chemistry Student'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-4612518571730260719</id><published>2006-12-02T18:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T18:29:14.624+03:00</updated><title type='text'>在你放手的那一天</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;很想让自己&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;每一夜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;对你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;不再思念&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;到某年某月&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;还不曾疲倦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;失去才了解&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;是自己&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;对你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;太亏欠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;在你对我坦白的再见&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;我的世界&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;有了残缺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;在你放手的那一天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;我开始对自己欺骗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;一个人的我如何呈现&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;我们本来幸福的画面&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;离开了你的那一年&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;我的爱开始被冻结&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;受伤的感情不能复原&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;就留给时间&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;将伤痛调协&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;回到没有你的原点&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;不敢再冒险&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;没有对你实现的诺言&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;color:black;"   lang="ZH-CN" &gt;藏在回忆里埋怨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-4612518571730260719?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/4612518571730260719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/4612518571730260719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='在你放手的那一天'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-7751299025632297800</id><published>2006-11-28T17:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T17:26:44.287+03:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday crawfish!!</title><content type='html'>today is crawfish's birthday, or more ppl will know him as chu xiang... today he turns 18, as i'm saying this he's probably in lumut suffering from extensive blood loss due to nosebleeding by looking at too much girls or losing his virginity to a pork chop(he is legal d)... whatever izit happy birthday dude, dun worry i'll treat u to foos when u come back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/512/3224/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/512/3224/320/2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my second 'masterpiece'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-7751299025632297800?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/7751299025632297800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/7751299025632297800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-crawfish.html' title='happy birthday crawfish!!'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-5138512875125496616</id><published>2006-11-25T12:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T12:09:21.639+03:00</updated><title type='text'>which is harder to accept??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/512/3224/1600/884326/3wsi0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/512/3224/320/283006/3wsi0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet alot of ppl have seen this pic of this girl berlaku curang with this other guy, which is totally za dou, but now a new pic that is even harder to accept has emerged!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/512/3224/1600/407209/4wwb9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/512/3224/320/407772/4wwb9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wtf!! a guy berlaku curang with the other guy!! wo de tian ar, this world is not very right anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-5138512875125496616?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/5138512875125496616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/5138512875125496616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/11/which-is-harder-to-accept.html' title='which is harder to accept??'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-116403643871587496</id><published>2006-11-20T17:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T18:27:19.270+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i'm just gonna blog with random lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind if you treat me bad again, I don't care anymore&lt;br /&gt;Life's too short to make trouble out of small things&lt;br /&gt;It is better this way, I'm sort of laid back today&lt;br /&gt;Close my ears when words come flying out, I've heard them all before&lt;br /&gt;With just a lot of hope flushing down the drain, it is better this way... &lt;br /&gt;-kurt nilsen, never easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be perfect,&lt;br /&gt;But nothing was worth it,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t believe it makes me real...&lt;br /&gt;-sum 41, pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Echo, echo...&lt;br /&gt;We come, we go,&lt;br /&gt;No I don't want to be just another&lt;br /&gt;Echo, echo... &lt;br /&gt;-vertical horizon, echo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause these are the days worth living&lt;br /&gt;These are the years we're given&lt;br /&gt;And these are the moments&lt;br /&gt;These are the times&lt;br /&gt;Let's make the best out of our lives...&lt;br /&gt;-the calling, our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever wish you were someone else,&lt;br /&gt;You were meant to be the way you are exactly.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever say you don't like the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;When you learn to love yourself, you¹re better off by far.&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you always stay the same,&lt;br /&gt;cuz there¹s nothin' 'bout you I would change.&lt;br /&gt;-joey mcintyre, stay the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you ask me what I want this year&lt;br /&gt;And I try to make this kind and clear&lt;br /&gt;Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I don't need boxes wrapped in strings&lt;br /&gt;And desire and love and empty things&lt;br /&gt;Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days&lt;br /&gt;-goo goo dolls, better days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-116403643871587496?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116403643871587496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116403643871587496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-im-just-gonna-blog-with-random.html' title=''/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-116367411013327746</id><published>2006-11-16T13:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:16:08.016+03:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf!!!!!!!!!!!! i forgot my brothers birthday!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>oh shit i tottally forget it's that dumb boy's birthday, i didn't buy anything for him yet!!!! i am so totally dead.......................&lt;br /&gt;well, since i have ntg to give i used my 'amazing' art skills to make a card for him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i122/jianliang22/1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i know it looks like shit but it's the tot tat counts right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway happy 20th birthday, thanks for looking( and bullying) me for the past 17 years!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-116367411013327746?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116367411013327746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116367411013327746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/11/wtf-i-forgot-my-brothers-birthday.html' title='wtf!!!!!!!!!!!! i forgot my brothers birthday!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-116367327696781239</id><published>2006-11-16T13:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T13:34:36.980+03:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye grandma...</title><content type='html'>haven't been blogging this few days cause my grandma passed away and i had to go back to kedah... it happened quite sudden actually, everythings still quite a blur come to think bout it... all i know is suddenly my cousin coming to my house telling me the news, my mom and bro rushing back from melaka and then us rushing back to kedah in the middle of the night... my grandma wasn't suffering from any sickness so it came quite as a shock for us, she just went while taking her afternoon nap, mayb it was for the better no suffering no pain for her... seeing my mom cry the first few days was really something hard to take, moreover my uncle and aunt were in us at tat time so she had to handle everything before they came back, was really stressful to see her like tat... i dun think dying is all tat scary, it's having all ur loved ones suffer at the loss that pains me... well mayb grandma is in a better place now, just hope that she rests in peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so short so take time to appreciate the people all around you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-116367327696781239?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116367327696781239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116367327696781239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/11/goodbye-grandma.html' title='goodbye grandma...'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-116273448148315364</id><published>2006-11-05T16:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T16:52:24.843+03:00</updated><title type='text'>make love, not warcraft!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;South Park - Make Love, Not Warcraft &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/za5k8ZPc490"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/za5k8ZPc490" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf?? this is definitely something i neva seen b4.... a south park episode that talks bout world of warcraft, u probably won't understand if u don't play on9 games or warcraft, but if u do it'll get u laughing ur ass off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gentlemen, we are dealing with someone here who... has absolutely no life...&lt;br /&gt;How do we kill that which has no life?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol damn stupid the things they say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-116273448148315364?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116273448148315364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116273448148315364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/11/make-love-not-warcraft.html' title='make love, not warcraft!!'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-116246283409260470</id><published>2006-11-02T13:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T13:24:20.290+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Global NIght Commute</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Invisible Children&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/Pap1MEfSOGI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/Pap1MEfSOGI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Global Night Commute&lt;/span&gt; (GNC) was a worldwide event organized by the makers of the film Invisible Children through the organization Invisible Children Inc. The GNC took place on April 29, 2006. Youths from around the world walked to city centers and spent the night in parks to show support for Ugandan children who walk every night into city centers attempting to avoid capture by the Lord's Resistance Army (LRA). Take a look at this video on how GNC made a difference and the number of people that turned up to show support. These people closed their eyes for one night to open the eyes of the world... The music that is featured is a very inspiring song, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;All These Things That I've Done&lt;/span&gt; by the killers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the website(www.invisiblechildren.com) to see the video on the aftermath of GNC, entitled GNC-what did it do? (it does have a cute orchestra version of sugar we're going down as background music lol...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-116246283409260470?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116246283409260470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116246283409260470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/11/global-night-commute_116246283409260470.html' title='Global NIght Commute'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-116246255398201398</id><published>2006-11-02T13:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T13:19:24.180+03:00</updated><title type='text'>invisible children</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Gone Going&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/IeWKBXdtMko"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/IeWKBXdtMko" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this video features the song gone going gone by black eye peas and is mainly to raise public awareness about the invisible children... &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;invisible Children: Rough Cut&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is a documentary recorded in 2003 based on the experiences of three college students in Northern &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uganda" title="Uganda"&gt;Uganda&lt;/a&gt;. They went to Uganda to see what they could film, and they found thousands of people affected by the insurgency of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lord%27s_Resistance_Army" title="Lord's Resistance Army"&gt;Lord's Resistance Army&lt;/a&gt; (LRA). The resulting story focuses on the war's effects on children, particularly &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Child_soldier" title="Child soldier"&gt;child soldiers&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;p&gt;They found that thousands of children flee their homes nightly in order to escape being abducted. Children in Uganda are regularly abducted by the LRA to be trained as child soldiers. The children who run from their homes walk miles to find shelter in hospitals or bus parks - virtually anywhere far away from rebel camps.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The filmmakers have also started a related &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Non-profit_organization" title="Non-profit organization"&gt;nonprofit organization&lt;/a&gt; designed to help curb the problem.The organization has adopted the name &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Invisible_Children_Inc." title="Invisible Children Inc."&gt;Invisible Children Inc.&lt;/a&gt; as the official name for itself and its movement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Show your support pass this message on also watch the trailer and get information from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;www.invisiblechildren.com&lt;/span&gt;... make a difference, you have the power to do so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-116246255398201398?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116246255398201398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116246255398201398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/11/invisible-children_02.html' title='invisible children'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-116230531976873091</id><published>2006-10-31T16:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T18:34:31.053+03:00</updated><title type='text'>death note</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/1600/death_note_ls.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 309px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/320/death_note_ls.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/1600/death-note-01.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 290px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/320/death-note-01.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would you do if you found a book that could give you the power to kill anyone you wanted?? for student light yagami it's an oppurtunity to create an ideal world but does that make him a killer or a saviour?? just the right theme for our world today, is justice to be obtained at all cost? this manga differs from others as the main character is potrayed as the villian, however is he really at fault for doing all these things?? a short synopsis of the story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Characters_of_Death_Note#Light_Yagami" title="Characters of Death Note"&gt;Light Yagami&lt;/a&gt; is a brilliant, but bored, high school student who resents the crime and corruption in the world. His life undergoes a drastic change when he discovers a mysterious notebook, known as the "Death Note", lying on the ground in the year &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2003" title="2003"&gt;2003&lt;/a&gt;. The Death Note's instructions claim that, if a human's name is written within it, that person shall die. Light is initially skeptical of the Death Note's genuinity, believing it is just a prank. However, after experimenting with it and killing two criminals, Light is forced to admit the Death Note is real. After meeting with the true owner of the Death Note, a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shinigami" title="Shinigami"&gt;shinigami&lt;/a&gt; named Ryuk, Light seeks to become the "God of new world" by passing his judgment on criminals.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Soon, the number of inexplicable deaths of reported criminals catches the attention of the International Police Organization and a mysterious detective known only as "&lt;i&gt;L&lt;/i&gt;". L quickly learns that the serial killer, dubbed by the public as "&lt;i&gt;Kira&lt;/i&gt;", is located in Japan. L also concludes that Kira can kill a person just by knowing their face and name. Light realizes that L will be his greatest nemesis, and a race to prove mental superiority between the two begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so begins a cat and mouse chase between these two to outdo each other, this story shows that sometimes the line between good and bad is just blurred out, and there is no such thing as right and wrong.... not keen on manga?? don't worry there is already a big screen adaption coming out later this month so keep ur fingers crossed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-116230531976873091?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116230531976873091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116230531976873091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/10/death-note.html' title='death note'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-116230142244399957</id><published>2006-10-31T16:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T16:30:22.446+03:00</updated><title type='text'>the story behind the song...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/1600/Mcrbp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/320/Mcrbp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the whole idea bout this album is that it centers on the story of a cancer patient who is close to dying... (the lead singer has a fascination with deadth)  in the song welcome to the black parade the patient after learning of his illness, reflecting on his life, and dealing with all the issues of mortality, the Patient's own mortality is quickly coming to an end. Here the Patient is drifting between life and death, and so death is coming for him in the form of his strongest memory. The Patient's fondest memory is of his father taking him to town as a boy to see a parade ("when I was a young boy, my father took me into the city, to see a marching band"). The Patient's father asks him as a boy "Son, when you grow up, would you be the savior of the broken, the beaten, and the damned?", perhaps preparing the Patient for his future illness, and asking him if he will have what it takes to mentally overcome it and be an example for others who follow in his footsteps to be strong. The Patient's father also tells him "someday I'll leave you a phantom, to lead you in the summer, to join the Black Parade." This hints that the Patient's father most likely died before the Patient, and will help him join the Black Parade (in other words be there when he dies to help him in the afterlife). The song also shows that the Patient most likely had a very good relationship with his father, since his fondest memory in life occured when he was with his father. This is the opposite of the relationship he has with his mother, which is further detailed in the song &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mama_%28My_Chemical_Romance_song%29" title="Mama (My Chemical Romance song)"&gt;Mama&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;p&gt;The Patient passes into a realm of life and death, and sees the Black Parade. The Black Parade seems to take place in the city that he saw the marching band in his youth, only now the city is barren, and more macabre ("the bodies in the street"). He sees the performers of the Black Parade, only they too are more macabre than those of the parade he saw in his youth, and seem to represent emotions and other parts of his life. The Black Parade tell him of "the disappointed faces of your peers", which have no effect on the Patient, as he states he "could not care at all", showing he will no longer let anyone dictate his actions, and hasn't quite repented yet (as he does in Famous Last Words). He still doubts himself ("I'm just a man, I'm not a hero" in reference to his father's question at the beginning of the song). He is still firm in his doubt of the world ("you can try, you'll never break me"). Finally The Black Parade insures him that his "memory will carry on", and though he may be dead and defeated his "weary widow marches on." Thus trying to encourage him that he isn't as evil as he thinks, and that if he joins them what he leaves behind in life will be fine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-116230142244399957?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116230142244399957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116230142244399957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/10/story-behind-song.html' title='the story behind the song...'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-116230098019223187</id><published>2006-10-31T16:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T16:23:00.193+03:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to the black parade!!!</title><content type='html'>When I was a young boy,&lt;br /&gt; my Father took me into the city,&lt;br /&gt; to see a marching band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He said "Son when, you grow up, will you be, the savior of the broken, the beaten and the damned."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He said "will you defeat them, your demons and all the non-believers, the plans they have made."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Because one day I'll leave you,&lt;br /&gt; A phantom to lead you in the summer,&lt;br /&gt; To join the black parade."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me.&lt;br /&gt; And other times I feel like I should go.&lt;br /&gt; Through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets.&lt;br /&gt; When you're gone we want you all to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We'll Carry on,&lt;br /&gt; We'll Carry on&lt;br /&gt; Though your dead and gone believe me&lt;br /&gt; Your memory will carry on&lt;br /&gt; We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt; And in my heart I cant contain it&lt;br /&gt; The anthem wont explain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and we will send you reeling from decimated dreams&lt;br /&gt; Your misery and hate will kill us all&lt;br /&gt; So paint it black and take it back&lt;br /&gt; Lets shout it loud and clear&lt;br /&gt; do you fight it to the end&lt;br /&gt; we hear the call to&lt;br /&gt; to carry on&lt;br /&gt; we'll carry on&lt;br /&gt; Though your dead and gone believe me&lt;br /&gt; Your memory will carry on&lt;br /&gt; we'll carry on&lt;br /&gt; and though you're broken and defeated&lt;br /&gt; you're wiery widow marches on&lt;br /&gt; and on we carry through the fears&lt;br /&gt; ooh oh ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; dissapointed faces of your peers&lt;br /&gt; ooh oh ohhhh&lt;br /&gt; take a look at me cuz i could not care at all&lt;br /&gt; do or die&lt;br /&gt; you'll never make me&lt;br /&gt; cos the world, will never take my heart&lt;br /&gt; though you try, you'll never break me&lt;br /&gt; we want it all, we wanna play this part&lt;br /&gt; wont explain or say i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt; im not ashamed, i'm gonna show my scar&lt;br /&gt; Give a cheer for all the broken&lt;br /&gt; listen here, because it's only..&lt;br /&gt; i'm just a man, i'm not a hero&lt;br /&gt; just a boy, whos meant to sing this song&lt;br /&gt; just a man, i'm not a hero&lt;br /&gt; i, don't, care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; carry on&lt;br /&gt; we'll carry on&lt;br /&gt; Though your dead and gone believe me&lt;br /&gt; Your memory will carry on&lt;br /&gt; you'll carry on&lt;br /&gt; and though you're broken and defeated&lt;br /&gt; you're wiery widow marches on&lt;br /&gt; we'll carry on&lt;br /&gt; we'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a very very very nice song!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-116230098019223187?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116230098019223187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116230098019223187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/10/welcome-to-black-parade.html' title='welcome to the black parade!!!'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-116230020755621493</id><published>2006-10-31T15:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T16:13:04.986+03:00</updated><title type='text'>even dead people are richer than us... sob...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="body_text_12"&gt;it's one thing to read the Forbes list of "World's Richest People" or their List of Billionaires articles. You can't feel too bad about royalty, media moguls or trust fund babies making more than you. But when even the dead earn a bigger paycheck than you? It's hard not to feel bad about that. forbes.com have came out with a list of DEAD people take earn the most money even from their grave. kurt cobain of nirvana fame came out tops this year with an earning of $50 million(no typing error there) which came as quite a suprise as he wasn't even in the list last year. he knocked elvis presley who had been no.1 on the list since it was started 6 years agom so move over elvis cause the new king is here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="halloweenhed"&gt;The Lucky 13&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ol&gt; &lt;li&gt; &lt;a class="halloweenlink" href="http://www.forbes.com/2006/10/20/tech-media_06deadcelebs_cx_pf_top-earning-dead-celebrities.html"&gt;Kurt Cobain ( nirvana legend!!)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a class="halloweenlink" href="http://www.forbes.com/2006/10/20/tech-media_06deadcelebs_cx_pf_top-earning-dead-celebrities_2.html"&gt;Elvis Presley (the king has been dethroned)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a class="halloweenlink" href="http://www.forbes.com/2006/10/20/tech-media_06deadcelebs_cx_pf_top-earning-dead-celebrities_3.html"&gt;Charles M. Schulz (creator of peanuts cartoon)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a class="halloweenlink" href="http://www.forbes.com/2006/10/20/tech-media_06deadcelebs_cx_pf_top-earning-dead-celebrities_4.html"&gt;John Lennon (member of beatles)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a class="halloweenlink" href="http://www.forbes.com/2006/10/20/tech-media_06deadcelebs_cx_pf_top-earning-dead-celebrities_5.html"&gt;Albert Einstein (guess he cashed in on all the royalties from the iraq war)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a class="halloweenlink" href="http://www.forbes.com/2006/10/20/tech-media_06deadcelebs_cx_pf_top-earning-dead-celebrities_6.html"&gt;Andy Warhol (erm.... someone)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a class="halloweenlink" href="http://www.forbes.com/2006/10/20/tech-media_06deadcelebs_cx_pf_top-earning-dead-celebrities_7.html"&gt;Dr. Seuss (Theodor Geisel) (green eggs and ham rules!)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a class="halloweenlink" href="http://www.forbes.com/2006/10/20/tech-media_06deadcelebs_cx_pf_top-earning-dead-celebrities_8.html"&gt;Ray Charles (if a dead man can get a grammy y not cash??)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a class="halloweenlink" href="http://www.forbes.com/2006/10/20/tech-media_06deadcelebs_cx_pf_top-earning-dead-celebrities_9.html"&gt;Marilyn Monroe (sex goddess!!)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a class="halloweenlink" href="http://www.forbes.com/2006/10/20/tech-media_06deadcelebs_cx_pf_top-earning-dead-celebrities_10.html"&gt;Johnny Cash ( country music legend)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a class="halloweenlink" href="http://www.forbes.com/2006/10/20/tech-media_06deadcelebs_cx_pf_top-earning-dead-celebrities_11.html"&gt;J.R.R. Tolkien ( too bad his money can't buy back his precious)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a class="halloweenlink" href="http://www.forbes.com/2006/10/20/tech-media_06deadcelebs_cx_pf_top-earning-dead-celebrities_12.html"&gt;George Harrison ( another beatle...)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a class="halloweenlink" href="http://www.forbes.com/2006/10/20/tech-media_06deadcelebs_cx_pf_top-earning-dead-celebrities_13.html"&gt;Bob Marley ( huh???)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-116230020755621493?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116230020755621493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116230020755621493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/10/even-dead-people-are-richer-than-us.html' title='even dead people are richer than us... sob...'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-116204252028234752</id><published>2006-10-28T16:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T16:35:20.296+03:00</updated><title type='text'>stop!! go...</title><content type='html'>life is so short...&lt;br /&gt;isn't it so ironic that&lt;br /&gt;when ur a small kid&lt;br /&gt;u keep wanting to grow up&lt;br /&gt;first u dream of going to school&lt;br /&gt;when ur finally in primary school&lt;br /&gt;u always want to go to secondary school&lt;br /&gt;and once there ur so keen of going to college&lt;br /&gt;then in college u hope to go out to work as soon as possible&lt;br /&gt;and when u start working u hope so much to find the right one and settle down&lt;br /&gt;after getting hitched u hope for babies&lt;br /&gt;once their born u quickly wish they would grow up so that they can take care of themselves&lt;br /&gt;and when they all grown and flown the coop&lt;br /&gt;u count down the days until u retire so that u can spend more time with them...&lt;br /&gt;and so u hope and wish for the future to come sooner&lt;br /&gt;but in the end when death looms u realize&lt;br /&gt;u were never living the present to the fullest&lt;br /&gt;only awaiting a future u tought would be better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stop pushing urself to excel so much&lt;br /&gt;slow down and take a look at the world&lt;br /&gt;u'll find it a better place than u tot it was...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-116204252028234752?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116204252028234752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116204252028234752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/10/stop-go.html' title='stop!! go...'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-116152977291088303</id><published>2006-10-22T17:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T18:09:32.923+03:00</updated><title type='text'>2OLEgend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/1600/solskjaer_ole_gunnar_mufc_profile_2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/320/solskjaer_ole_gunnar_mufc_profile_2005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i pay tribute to this mu player, ole gunnar solksjaer, he has been at mu since 1998, and earned the nickname 'baby faced assasin', who could ever forget his winning goal against bayern to help united to the 1999 treble... yet a few years ago, he suffered a horrific injury that kept him out of the game... yet after several surgeries and almost 18 months without playing football he made his comeback this year and have immediatly made an impact scoring 5 goales this season... when others would have called it quits and retired this guy held on and his perseverance paid of&lt;br /&gt;, i salute you ole!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-116152977291088303?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116152977291088303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116152977291088303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/10/2olegend.html' title='2OLEgend'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-116152835099581588</id><published>2006-10-22T17:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T17:45:51.006+03:00</updated><title type='text'>finally finished my test.......</title><content type='html'>ok i've been to hell and back, my exam's are just over n i think i failed my chem n physics... well it was expected for physics after all i only opened the book a day before the exam but still haiz....... this few days i have practically done ntg except eat sleep n sit in front of this screen... i did watch a very boring wtc, don't get me wrong it was touching but it tended to drag quite alot leaving u thinking ur watching a documentry and a quite scary grudge 2 althought was quite sad sarah michelle gellar was killed so early into the show(at least the jap girl was nice!) will be going back to my hometown during the whole raya holiday so i guess my days of doing ntg will just cont tru out the week....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-116152835099581588?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116152835099581588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116152835099581588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/10/finally-finished-my-test.html' title='finally finished my test.......'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-116021331184939131</id><published>2006-10-07T12:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T12:28:31.850+03:00</updated><title type='text'>i dun want to fail!!!!</title><content type='html'>arghhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! wat m i doing here i'm supposed to be studying!!!!!!!!!!! and yet i dun have the mood to do so, or mayb this few episodes of manga is just too interesting... it's not tat i dun wan to study, it's just there's too much to study!!! i think i still have 500++ pages of chem+physics to study... haiz, i guess i better off my com now, it's time for me to...... study?? heck no, play football of course!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-116021331184939131?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116021331184939131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116021331184939131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dun-want-to-fail.html' title='i dun want to fail!!!!'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-116021213629647302</id><published>2006-10-07T11:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T12:14:51.133+03:00</updated><title type='text'>5 reasons playing the guitar is cool!</title><content type='html'>1. The guitar is the most expressive instrument, you can play the lead, rhythm, background music, bass parts and even be percussive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Guitars are easily mastered, you dun need a degree in nuclear fission to be able to play it well. no need for musical grades and sight-reading, there are only six strings and three basic chords(c, d, g i guess) will take u a long way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Nobody is ever going to hold a poll of great piano solos or speak of "keyboard heroes", yet when it comes to guitars, so many names pop up jimi hendrix, david gilmour, slash, eric clapton i could go on till tomorrow(heck santana won a grammy without even singing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. As guns n' roses guitarist slash puts it "pianos and violins don't have the abrasive attack that an eletric guitar has. you can do a solo on a flute, you'll hear all the notes but you won't get that feeling that you've just been punched in the chest and your heart ripped out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Even tony blair plays one!(ok maybe that ain't very cool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you'd like to know, the top 10 guitar solos of all time in a recent poll is&lt;br /&gt;1. comfortably numb-pink floyd&lt;br /&gt;2. sweet child o mine- guns n' roses&lt;br /&gt;3. freebird- lynyrd skynyrd(cool name no vowels!)&lt;br /&gt;4. eruption- van halen&lt;br /&gt;5. november rain- guns n' roses&lt;br /&gt;6. stairway to heaven- led zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;7. sultans of swings- dire straits&lt;br /&gt;8. aqualung- jehtro tull&lt;br /&gt;9. hotel california- the eagles&lt;br /&gt;10. child in time- deep purple&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-116021213629647302?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116021213629647302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/116021213629647302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/10/5-reasons-playing-guitar-is-cool.html' title='5 reasons playing the guitar is cool!'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-115987573564961925</id><published>2006-10-03T14:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T14:42:15.666+03:00</updated><title type='text'>......</title><content type='html'>have u ever felt confused bout wat ur doing in this life? times when u just wake up and u dun know wat to do... like as if there's no goal in this life, no end point, when u fail, u have to continue trying, when u succeed u have to try to do better, nothing is ever good enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a good family, friends i can count on, i dun suck in my studies or sports, i'm not a social outcast, yet everyday i wake up feeling lost... i just dun know if i can keep up with doing this same old routine all year long, it's driving me crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ntg to hold on too, ntg to grasp can anyone tell me wat to do with this life???!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-115987573564961925?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115987573564961925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115987573564961925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='......'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-115954572419738245</id><published>2006-09-29T19:31:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T20:02:04.236+04:00</updated><title type='text'>bravo barca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/1600/capt.f69adf2087eb4464918e7b9012b94749.germany_soccer_champions_league__fbre117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/320/capt.f69adf2087eb4464918e7b9012b94749.germany_soccer_champions_league__fbre117.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's something different bout barcelona's shirt this season,no i'm not reffering to the bright orange colour(at least it looks better than last years fluorescent away jersey) for the first time in it's history barcelona has a emblem on it's shirt other than the club logo and sports sponsor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this barcelona had the honour as being the only club without a shirt sponsor in major leauges, and ppl may be thinking how much was paid to make them finally agree to have another logo on their shirt. well the answer is ntg, in fact it's barcelona that's giving them money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok u might start going huh?!! but that's the truth, in reversal of usual form, in which the highest bidder buys the space on the shirt to advertise, barca has agreed to pay UNICEF, the united nations children charity an annual fee of of between 1 to 2 million as well as displaying the UNICEF emblem on their shirt for 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as opposed to teams such as chelsea and mu which has shirt sponsors who pay them up to almost 100 million dollars, barcelona has shown there is another side to football then just money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as barcelona's president Joan Laporta put's it,"Barca is proud to donate our shirt to the children of the world, they are our future."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-115954572419738245?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115954572419738245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115954572419738245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/09/bravo-barca.html' title='bravo barca'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-115927503896902032</id><published>2006-09-26T16:16:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T16:50:39.060+04:00</updated><title type='text'>wat's wrong with the world???</title><content type='html'>seriously this world has gone mad, humans are losing their humanity, fights are erupting, politicians squabble, what next?!! Venezuelan leader Chavez calling George W. Bush a devil?? well he does seem evil but it definitely causes a stir around the world, and imagine doing it during an UN meeting in front of so many world leaders? this guy has got b***s man...&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    the person regarded as the holiest one got his script wrong too, the pope appereantly accused prophet Mohammed of asking muslim's to spread by the sword their faith, causing uproar in the muslim society and refusing to apologize. choosing a time close to the ramahdan month to say this so muslim's won't have the strength to attack him mayb?? watever it is the pope has got to remember the crusaders didn't exactly give out flowers and asked ppl to embrace christianity too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    in asia things don't look rosy too, the military staged a coup(thank goodness a bloodless one) in thailand ousting the rd: billionare!! prime minister(let's see how his lawyers explain that when he's on trial for corruption) thaksin, several countries condemm this act but is it really a step backwards for the future of democracy or a must in ridding the country of a corrupted goverment towards a better democracy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    in this world that has no wrong or no right, but only a thin line between what you believe and what you don't, who do we turn to now in times like this? mayb the only thing is to pray to god for salvation...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-115927503896902032?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115927503896902032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115927503896902032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/09/wats-wrong-with-world.html' title='wat&apos;s wrong with the world???'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-115927293573319011</id><published>2006-09-26T16:08:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T19:30:39.593+04:00</updated><title type='text'>song of the week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Lips Of An Angel"&lt;/b&gt; by Hinder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Honey why are you calling me so late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; It's kinda hard to talk right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Honey why are you crying is everything okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Well, my girl's in the next room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Sometimes I wish she was you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I guess we never really moved on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; It's really good to hear your voice saying my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; It sounds so sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Coming from the lips of an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Hearing those words it makes me weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; With the lips of an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; It's funny that you're calling me tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And yes I've dreamt of you too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And does he know you're talking to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Will it start a fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; No I don't think she has a clue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Well my girl's in the next room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Sometimes I wish she was you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I guess we never really moved on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; It's really good to hear your voice saying my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; It sounds so sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Coming from the lips of an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Hearing those words it makes me weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; With the lips of an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; It's really good to hear your voice saying my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; It sounds so sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Coming from the lips of an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Hearing those words it makes me weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; With the lips of an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; (And I never wanna say goodbye)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; With the lips of an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Honey why are you calling me so late...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u hear this song you'll probably go this voice sounds familiar, but no this is not sung by creed or alterbridge but an oklahoma city band called hinder... nice intro and cool solo, overall a very nice song, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you like this song you would probably like: creed, alter bridge and nickelback...(cause all of them have this kind of deep sexy voice) the fact that this songs tabs has been ranked the 2nd most viewed(right behind stairway to heaven) speaks depths of it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/26411520-115927293573319011?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115927293573319011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115927293573319011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/09/song-of-week.html' title='song of the week!'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-115823984557970406</id><published>2006-09-14T17:16:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T17:30:03.026+04:00</updated><title type='text'>choices...</title><content type='html'>two choices&lt;br /&gt;weighed down upon you,&lt;br /&gt;which would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it was never our choice in the first place,&lt;br /&gt;but rather fates,&lt;br /&gt;to determine our future...&lt;br /&gt;64 weeks, 448 days,10752 hours,&lt;br /&gt;still i feel i never spent enough time with you yet,&lt;br /&gt;yet every second now without you lasts an eternity...&lt;br /&gt;when u said those words,&lt;br /&gt;i didn't feel sad,&lt;br /&gt;i didn't feel angry,&lt;br /&gt;just null with a void in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;as if some part of my soul had been pulled out once you left...&lt;br /&gt;should i have held on?&lt;br /&gt;should i have been more selfish?&lt;br /&gt;the only thing binding me to my choice&lt;br /&gt;is your future happiness,&lt;br /&gt;which in exchange for my present joy&lt;br /&gt;is a sacrifice i'm more than willing to make...&lt;br /&gt;so please do me a favour&lt;br /&gt;and don't shed tears over me,&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm not worth your tears...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-115823984557970406?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115823984557970406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115823984557970406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/09/choices_14.html' title='choices...'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-115796764176141234</id><published>2006-09-11T13:22:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T13:40:41.773+04:00</updated><title type='text'>quote of the day!</title><content type='html'>it's perfectly normal for a manager to back his players but jose mourinho does it in style! commenting on lampards penalty miss, he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; “I always say that you only miss a penalty if you have the courage to take it in the first place. I prefer to use another word instead of courage, but I don’t want to.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;HINT:b _ _ _ s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;   thats the other word he wanted to use!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-115796764176141234?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115796764176141234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115796764176141234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/09/quote-of-day_11.html' title='quote of the day!'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-115780986675180330</id><published>2006-09-09T17:41:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T17:51:06.770+04:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-qj3nWy7HMs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-qj3nWy7HMs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this isn't a a dedication to someone for their birthday, this is a real touching song bout abortion, pls take sometime to listen to the song and look tru the lyrics, dun practice abortion ur killing a life and living with the guilt forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;Please accept my apologies, wonder what would have been&lt;br /&gt;would you have been a little angel? or an angel of sin?&lt;br /&gt;tom-boy running around, hanging with all the guys?&lt;br /&gt;or a little tough boy with beautiful brown eyes?&lt;br /&gt;paid for the murder befor they had determined the sex&lt;br /&gt;choosing our life over your life meant your death&lt;br /&gt;and you never got a chance to even open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I wonder as a fetus if you fought for your life?&lt;br /&gt;Would you have been a little genius, in love with math?&lt;br /&gt;Would you have played in your school clothes and made me mad?&lt;br /&gt;would you have been a little rapper like your poppa the piper?&lt;br /&gt;would you have made me quit smoking by finding one of my lighters?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder about your skintone and shape of your nose&lt;br /&gt;and the way you would have laughed and talked fast or slow&lt;br /&gt;I think about it every year, so I picked up a pen&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, I love you whoever you would have been&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;What I thought was a dream&lt;br /&gt;make a wish&lt;br /&gt;was as real as it seemed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a mistake&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I got a million excuses, as to why you died&lt;br /&gt;and other people got their own reasons for homicide&lt;br /&gt;who's to say it would have worked&lt;br /&gt;and who's to say it wouldn't have&lt;br /&gt;I was young and struggling, but old enough to be a dad&lt;br /&gt;the fear of being my father has never disappeared&lt;br /&gt;I ponder it frequently while I'm sipping on my beer&lt;br /&gt;my vision of a family was artificial and fake&lt;br /&gt;so when it came time to create I made a mistake&lt;br /&gt;now you got a little brother, maybe it's really you&lt;br /&gt;maybe you really forgave us knowing we was confused&lt;br /&gt;maybe, every time that he smiles&lt;br /&gt;it's you proudly knowing that your father is doing the right thing now&lt;br /&gt;I never tell a woman what to do with her body&lt;br /&gt;but if she don't love children then we can't party&lt;br /&gt;I think about it every year so I picked up a pen&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, I love you whoever you would have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;What I thought was a dream&lt;br /&gt;make a wish&lt;br /&gt;was as real as it seemed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the heavens to the womb&lt;br /&gt;to the heavens again&lt;br /&gt;from the ending to the ending&lt;br /&gt;never got to begin&lt;br /&gt;maybe one day we can meet face to face&lt;br /&gt;in a place without time and space&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;What I thought was a dream&lt;br /&gt;make a wish&lt;br /&gt;was as real as it seemed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a mistake&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-115780986675180330?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115780986675180330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115780986675180330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday...'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-115780922513199260</id><published>2006-09-09T16:55:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T18:21:26.276+04:00</updated><title type='text'>BTFC championship</title><content type='html'>the next time u wanna fight with someone better think twice, ur not tat fightable as u think u are... i learned this the hard way and i got beaten quite badly in the final match during the annual btfc(bangsar taekwondo fitness centre) sparring championship(well at least the person who beat me went on to become the champion, can save some face)... i was up agaisnt this indian guy called melvin and ouch!!!!! i dun really remember wat happened, started ok, i got the first point(points are awarded when u hit someone on the front of the body, and there is a loud enuf sound basically), then he just came after me and suddenlt parts of me started to feel so pain... well he obviously has alot of experience(he is a few years older than me) once he knew he was leading he just started running around getting away from me, then when i tried to attack he countered, althought the whole match was only 5 minutes it did feel like an enternity in there trying 2 chase him, and finally times up, final score 6-3 in favour of him, well at least(according 2 other ppl) it was a good match... so haiz in the end i had to settle for 3rd-4th and a very swollen right leg... no wonder ppl say no good comes from fighting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s71.photobucket.com/albums/i122/jianliang22/?action=view&amp;current=P1050398.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i122/jianliang22/P1050398.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warming up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s71.photobucket.com/albums/i122/jianliang22/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050399.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i122/jianliang22/P1050399.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s71.photobucket.com/albums/i122/jianliang22/?action=view&amp;current=P1050402.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i122/jianliang22/P1050402.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the match, my opponent in red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s71.photobucket.com/albums/i122/jianliang22/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050403.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i122/jianliang22/P1050403.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the match(not much diff rite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s71.photobucket.com/albums/i122/jianliang22/?action=view&amp;current=P1050406.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i122/jianliang22/P1050406.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole leg swollen, couldn't walk properly for 1 whole week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s71.photobucket.com/albums/i122/jianliang22/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050415.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i122/jianliang22/P1050415.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prize giving...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-115780922513199260?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115780922513199260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115780922513199260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/09/btfc-championship.html' title='BTFC championship'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-115590249201398305</id><published>2006-08-18T15:56:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T16:01:32.023+04:00</updated><title type='text'>erm.......... sorry technical problem..................</title><content type='html'>ok ok i know my blog is very outdated....... just finished my test last week so stressful... then after tat my modem got spoiled lightning strike or something, not my fault rite...... will update my blog soon(how soon? not sure yet lar)............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-115590249201398305?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115590249201398305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115590249201398305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/08/erm-sorry-technical-problem.html' title='erm.......... sorry technical problem..................'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-115340205921703420</id><published>2006-07-20T16:42:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T17:39:24.520+04:00</updated><title type='text'>pics pics pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/1600/256-mcbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/320/256-mcbaby.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/1600/855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/320/855.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/1600/wankismurder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/320/wankismurder.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/1600/360-pervert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/320/360-pervert.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/1600/fn.66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/320/fn.66.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/1600/driving-test.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/320/driving-test.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/1600/947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/320/947.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/1600/safe_olympic_sex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/320/safe_olympic_sex.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/1600/save_a_virgin_do_me_instead.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/320/save_a_virgin_do_me_instead.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know alot ppl complaining i write 2 much lar, here's some pics for u to well appreciate (not suitable for small kids)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/1600/tshirt5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/320/tshirt5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/1600/97curious02398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4935/2764/320/97curious02398.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-115340205921703420?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115340205921703420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115340205921703420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/07/pics-pics-pics.html' title='pics pics pics'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-115209080128055293</id><published>2006-07-05T12:26:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T13:13:21.293+04:00</updated><title type='text'>forza italia!!</title><content type='html'>italy!! ok german fans pls dun bash me... who would have tot such a thing would happen?? germany playing in their dortmund stadium where they have a 14 match unbeaten streak(well there got to be a first time for everything right?) up against a italian side that was rocked by a scandal threatening relegation for 4 top teams that in total provided 13 national players for the squad, and furthermore Gianluca Pessotto former juve player who is a close friend of several italian players had a failed attempt at suicide just few days ago... whether the italians were bugged by all this did not show it as they took to the field... germany had more of the opportunities in the opening 90 minutes but italy's defence which had only conceded one goal(and that was an o.g. so technically no team has scored against them) kept them well at bay, they also had goalkeeper buffon to thank for several saves... then as the match headed into extra time, it seemed inevatible that it would end in penalties, where germany is widely considered unbeatable having not lost a penalty shootout ever in the history of the wc... both coaches had already made subsitutions to ensure they had the best spot kick takers on field... totti was already thinking about where to put his penalty when disaster struck for germany! andrea pirlo long shot specialist for italy struck a shot just outside the penalty box and it was struck away by lehmann, italy took the corner germany cleared it but only as far as pirlo, pirlo pushed the ball foward, the germany players thought he was attempting a shot and two of them rushed foward to block his shot, pirlo cooly looked at one direction and passed the ball in another right in the middle of the two german players to Fabio Grosso who was left unmarked... grosso took the ball and curled it right over lehmann and into the net with less than 2 minutes on the clock... germany was silenced, with so little time left germany threw everyone foward, and then italy cleared the ball out, it was passed on to gilardino and he took it to the penalty box and faced up against two german defenders, they say lightning doesn't strike twice but tat ain't so true for the germans, looking at the defenders in front and on his right hand side, he didn't even move his eyes to send a tru ball to the left right into the foot of del piero, his first touch shot saw the ball flying into the net 2-0 italy with the last touch of the game, and the german players and country was left in tears... so italy continue their( quite weird) tradition of entering the world cup finals every 12 years... forza italia!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-115209080128055293?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115209080128055293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115209080128055293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/07/forza-italia.html' title='forza italia!!'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-115201027414627598</id><published>2006-07-04T14:15:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T14:51:14.156+04:00</updated><title type='text'>england...</title><content type='html'>been so long since i blogged, been busy the house was being renovated, started f6, craw came back, and world cup started!! but well, with eng out it just feel's like the world cup is over... did they underachieve? the whole of eng was hoping for them to bring back the world cup but alas... well the media is sure to blame it on rooney, who i think did absolutely ntg wrong! the referring in this wc has been s*** and it didn't get any better in tat match, rooney got sent off for being fouled and pushing a person?  holland's Sneijder pushed a portugal player on to the floor and only recieved a yellow! wat rubbish! in my opinion the person that failed eng the most is sven useless errikson... how many times does he want to experiment with his formation? bringing theo walcott to the wc and not even daring to play him? bring jermain defoe for godsake, he could have helped a tonne more! unlucky that the so called golden partnership of owen rooney only lasted less than 60 seconds, but the genius coach opted for a 4-5-1 formation, y couldn't he play a 4-4-2 with crouch, rooney plays his best as a supporting striker didn't sir alex or maybe the whole world tell u tat?? and subsituting joe cole for crouch after rooney got sent off? joe cole was i think the best eng player in this wc but haiz... and the media even blames it on beckham, he seems to have bcome a easy scapegoat since he got sent off in the 1998 wc, they seem to not notice he provided the free kick for the o.g. in the first match, the cross for crouch in the 2nd, the goal against ecuador and the list goes on and on... hey blame it on lampard, most shot's on goal but no goal to talk about, he couldn't even convert the penalty in the shoot out! so will steve mclaren fare better, he was sir alex's right hand man many years ago, so he shouldn't be tat bad right(fingers crossed), eng's squad is still relatively young so mayb they can bring back at least the euro title 2 years later(i hope)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-115201027414627598?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115201027414627598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/115201027414627598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/07/england.html' title='england...'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-114909760200350047</id><published>2006-05-31T21:32:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T21:46:42.030+04:00</updated><title type='text'>noT 2 hAppY bLog...</title><content type='html'>well it's been a long time since i posted stuff, just started f6 a few weeks ago n it's so stressful... it's the hols now but still gotta do alot of things in the house cause it's gonna b renovated... it's been a long long time since i even on9... came across someones article tat really changed my mood, it really shook me to know how lucky i am with what i have... to tat person, even if u won't know, i really admire u for being able to walk tru it all with ur head held high up... and then i watched this video clip KISS-because i'm a girl and it really broke me... yh sent me the clip a long time ago but i only watched half, and then when i saw the whole thing 2day, i just dun know wat 2 say... watch it n u'll understand my feelings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I6qc5RtnyWw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I6qc5RtnyWw" 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/26411520-114909760200350047?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/114909760200350047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/114909760200350047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/05/not-2-happy-blog.html' title='noT 2 hAppY bLog...'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-114671342282962074</id><published>2006-05-04T07:24:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T07:31:04.870+04:00</updated><title type='text'>faR aWay....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FBBGrp7Fsnc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FBBGrp7Fsnc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well another video 2 get ur mind of my boring blog hehe... u should know the song n the movie it's mixed in, if u really dun know then... well TOO BAD!! jst kidding, it's nickelback's far away mixed wif scenes from the movie a walk 2 remember... the main reason i put it here is cause i know someone special really likes tat show... well enuf said, enjoy it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-114671342282962074?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/114671342282962074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/114671342282962074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/05/far-away.html' title='faR aWay....'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-114649540971754169</id><published>2006-05-01T18:04:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T18:56:49.753+04:00</updated><title type='text'>such a tIrINg dAy....</title><content type='html'>wow, it's been so long since i blogged it's been quite a busy week for me... been going out for the past few days cause of the msss squash competition and also to learn how 2 play frisbee! ya frisbee tat disc u throw to play(ring any bells??) well basically there was a friendly match today involving chs, taylors, inti n help at universiti malaya, got called by wen long n yuen loo to go play for help (i know i'm not in help coll. but who cares??) and it was REALLY A LOAD OF FUN!! the atmosphere was so different from the time we played frisbee in f4, i mean these ppl are pros man! the way we played last time seems abit like small kids playing around... it's a whole new dimension of play, so much running around, marking, forcing the throws... for those tat dun know, frisbee or ultimate as it's called is played by 2 teams of 7(normally 5 guys 2gals) and the objective is to pass the frisbee to ur team mate in ur end zone from the opponents end zone... sounds easy?? well.... i have to tell u the distance between the 2 end zones is bout a size of a football field n whenever the frisbee touches the floor it's a turnover...... luckily each team has 3 lines(erm squads mayb easier to understand) n we switch lines everytime some one get's a point, if not we'd could just drop dead and die... well we beat chs, got thrashed by inti(hey they have the best team around) and lost narrowly to taylors(ya they were just lucky)... it's so cool man the whole place was a mix of chinese, malays, indians, some europeans(those are all the veterans) and some africans i think... and everybody was so sporting(just imagine theres no need for referees! i mean no one was playing to win, all of us was playing to have fun, the help team coach carrol even made our motto "if ur not having fun ur not doing it right!" n then there were even cheers for the other teams after games n team photos after the match so it really was great fun... so in the end we got some nice playing experience, lotsa fun and well very red skin from sunburn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at mcd's( wen long had a tooth extracted and could only eat porridge so had to go mcd to eat mcd's mcbubur haha)  was tired when i got back but still went out in the evening to play football(i'm not crazy!).... it wasn't my fault my parents ffk me n didn't bring me out for dinner! so i had ntg to do so went to play... it was drizzling a little and i think everybody was scared after recent lightning strikes claimed the life of a few ppl so there weren't many ppl, actually there was no one in the beginning but a few other ppl came at the same time as me so we played 4v4 in the rain! it was alot better than the usual matches where we had almost twenty ppl on the field at the same time... we could play alot of passing just the slippery ball made it hard 2 control at times... quite cool scored a hat-trick haha... lucky i didn't sprain my ankle(again) on the wet ground so it really is my lucky day i guess... so tired so tired must rest... will continue on another day.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-114649540971754169?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/114649540971754169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/114649540971754169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/05/such-tiring-day.html' title='such a tIrINg dAy....'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-114589450906458366</id><published>2006-04-24T19:14:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T17:46:20.033+04:00</updated><title type='text'>spEecH dAy+quiKsILver rEvOluTion tOur</title><content type='html'>if ever ur school asks u 2 go take an award, for ur own good pls DUN go!! it's gonna b a boring waste of time!! well the school asked us 2 go and get awards for doing well in spm, and wat award do we get?? a freeking cert in a hard file! i mean how cheap can u get?? so after wasting a good saturday morning, went the curve wif wen long, sheryl n yen xi and well wasted time... i wanted to go there to see shoes but well erm... there wasn't much 2 c... so we went 1u, yen xi didn't eat anthing yet so we went to have waffles to eat, then we were all too sleepy so we went back home after tat.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night went to the quiksilver revolution tour at lagoon, it was quite cool, when we reached there, the skateboarding performance was on, everyone was crowding round the skateboarding ramp (mainly cause they were throwing freebies down 2) then our malysian band love me butch came out to perform, absolutely fabulous! the guitarist was really damn chun! later there was a surfing performance, it was quite boring cause the waves weren't really quite big enuf.... then 2 the closing finale, click 5! the crowd went wild went they performed, n well they didn't disappoint 2 i guess.... they ended with an encore playing catch your wave, and then tat was the end! quite a fun night i guess thought a little tiring, big thumbs up 2 quiksilver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i122/jianliang22/DSC00830.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i122/jianliang22/DSC00838.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i122/jianliang22/DSC00831.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/114589450906458366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/114589450906458366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/04/speech-dayquiksilver-revolution-tour.html' title='spEecH dAy+quiKsILver rEvOluTion tOur'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-114545513234777596</id><published>2006-04-19T17:40:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T18:06:34.456+04:00</updated><title type='text'>disagree vs pop shuvit celcom ad!!</title><content type='html'>finally found this video on youtube, it's actually a celcom ad featuring our very own malaysia's disagree and pop shuvit! it's quite a stupid ad, disagree vs pop shuvit in a football match, but i just love disagree's lead singer zahid's singing! and nice hair of his too, the beckham hairdo(just the hair not the face dun worry)... but the ending was quite illogical(spoiler alert!! do not read if u haven't watched!) with the score 3-2 in favour of pop shuvit and deep into injury time, a disagree's player is brought down in the penalty area! and the captain(who else but zahid?) steps up to take the penalty.... and he curls it in!!! it's 3-3! so to extra time! no there's no extra time! penalties?? no?! it ends wif both teams celebrating on the pitch holding the trophy, wow... it is a happy ending to be fair so watever! hope u enjoy it, u will esp if ur a disagree or pop shuvit and football fan(well i know i am!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qSCmTPPEkqs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qSCmTPPEkqs" 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/26411520-114545513234777596?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/114545513234777596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/114545513234777596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/04/disagree-vs-pop-shuvit-celcom-ad.html' title='disagree vs pop shuvit celcom ad!!'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26411520.post-114538547494609216</id><published>2006-04-18T23:43:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T10:00:08.663+04:00</updated><title type='text'>my blog my blog my lovely little blog....</title><content type='html'>well seems tat blogging is all the craze now, and well, if u can't beat them join them rite?? i'm dying of boredom here so i guess i'll just blog myself to sleep... oh u shud b wondering wat my url means, well tats 4 me to know and for u 2 find out =) well, my life is pretty boring so u can go ahead press the big x on the top right of ur screen now, well dun say i didn't warn u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well how was my day? typical? ya tat sort of sums it up, i woke up bout at 11, ate my lunch+erm... wats tat thing ppl eat in the morning again?(it's been quite awhile since i had it) at 12 something, read newspaper and cleared the house a little then sat in front of the com(where else??) ok well somehow bs is down AGAIN, so ntg else to do, spent the next hour(s) or so trying 2 learn far away by nickelback on the guitar but so far it sounds like a nursery rhyme.... then at bout 4 i went out to yuk chai for my taekwondo class(yes i do learn taekwondo, but more on tat later) and had to face a bunch of noisy kids, class finished at 6 and i went to yam cha wif my seniors and then at seven went to my night class in sk kelana jaya.... well ur probably wondering y i have to go to so many classes, basically, the first class i went there to train/torment ppl, and my night class is for me to b trained/tormented, ya wat a happy life i have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, every night class starts the same way, a few of us black belts go early 2 b janitors, we have 2 sweep the whole hall clean, it's amazing how fast it bcomes dirty, i'm just so glad tat chs employed ppl 2 clean the school last time.... then later after some warming up n running did some sparring, then we had target practice(def: u practice kicking a target, well du'h!!) that's when i started getting dizzy, well wat can i say, it was... COOL!! i mean i never felt like i wanted 2 faint before in my life so this was my first experience, and it's like woh.... (dun get me wrong i'm not a sadist) well i'll spare you the details, probably was due to all those turning kicks, or mayb cause i didn't eat dinner... well who cares??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home had some dinner( bro bought back satay from kajang, DELICIOUS!) had my bath called ry(u shud know who rite, ya tat short short wan), she told me click 5 was coming to malaysia and performing at the quicksilver revolution tour, way cool! then she asked me 2 teach her maths the next day(are u kidding? i haven't touched maths in half a year!), but well u know gals, so i'll just have to agree cross my fingers and pray hard for a miracle(or a fast and painless death from her, jst kidding =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well i guess tat brings me up 2 the point where i started blogging, so it shud b all 4 today, guess i'll cont some other time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. believe it or not u just finished reading something tat will absolutely not have any kind of impact on ur future, hope u enjoyed ur time wasted! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26411520-114538547494609216?l=vaffanculo7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/114538547494609216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26411520/posts/default/114538547494609216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaffanculo7.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-blog-my-blog-my-lovely-little-blog.html' title='my blog my blog my lovely little blog....'/><author><name>balls!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18091841576659231547</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></entry></feed>
