<?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-1717199564249962542</id><updated>2011-12-02T13:04:57.983-08:00</updated><category term='She Deserves A Label Of Her Own'/><category term='another post by the jon'/><category term='taken over'/><category term='Nicole Is So Rad'/><title type='text'>The World is a Vast place</title><subtitle type='html'>Why?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>157</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-4910456678606373644</id><published>2011-09-18T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T10:48:34.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surveying the Delta</title><content type='html'>First off, this is a new online diary, personally, i would prefer to write this down, and although i advocate handwriting notes and memoirs and the such, i truly cannot fathom writing at the speed at which i am typing at the moment. As such, it is not due to a preferred like or affiliation with the internet that i post this here. It is simply for ease of use and access. You could say that i should use word, but my computer seems to have a distinct mild disliking for extensive or non extensive use of Microsoft word. Although a new computer would be nice and greatly appreciated to be fair, i am seemingly "loyal" towards my current device, a characteristic which causes me dearly, for unpronounceable matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;There are reasons on why i would far rather choose to hand write this, but it is not the telos of this conversation ( or is it? ) to breach that matter. But for a few moments, lets us breach that particular matter, if not for clarification, then simply for peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;One, this is the internet and whatever characters leap from supposed being onto the screen will be firmly in place for all eternity. ( Well, one could argue that this would also be the case if one use a pencil to write this down as well-  -- Future self, refer to the Angus conversation you had outside the library about "doing things and its everlasting effect" )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Two - i do not actually intend or really want anyone to read this other than myself, so until i find a computerized diary, which to be honest i cannot actually imagine to be hard to fine ( although my computer skills are horridly inept,)  i have to content  myself with this. ( have is not the right word, but "am" would be better at this moment i should so think.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thirdly, I need to organize my thoughts which is of utmost importance and i find it is best when it is noted down in some form. And this should so be the place ( well not really,) as i am as i mentioned earlier "loyal" or in the use of another term appropriate for this moment, - i cant seem to find that word, so i shall simply stick with, i am rather - i rather like this blog and affiliate my self with it to a certain extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Right, now onward we proceed, first to noting some observations before documenting the flow of the mind.- It simply is hard to read when one coughs. Not only that, it simply is hard to understand when one has other things on ones mind. And reading is taking a while, 35 pages in an hour. That is far under the one page every minute and a bit i set myself. I have to better brush up on this on a rather urgent note. this is a skill which will be required rather drastically in a short time period from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And so we reach the banks of the delta Mind.How to proceed we ask ourselves, what does one do when he confronts a delta which must be channeled. In all honesty, i do not know. But i would suspect we start at the start, observation and notation and so it shall be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am currently in the process of reading "An introduction to Political Philosophy, revised edition, by Jonathan Wolff". One - i regret not making notes, although if i did i would be far slower than my already horrifyingly speed lacking tempo. I simply do not remember the arguments and it seems that i will have to reread the whole book at a future date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Note to self - one you already know actually, but reinforcement never hurt anyone, aside from the enemy ( unless he plans for it to happen), and the enemy this time is anti-knowledge as we shall so call it. --&amp;gt; Read a book in one sitting if possible, unlike the numerous multi sittings you have with this. Do it with the half finished fukuyama book as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book starts that political philosophy needs a basis, a state of nature, and it is hear where Hobbes contends that the state of nature is an evil one, horrid one, rather rubbish in fact, one of contest competition and violence. Fair enough, i can see where you can get that view, some humans are rather nasty beings. And it does seem to be the case in some sense, the whole looking out for one's self and self interest and that it is a lonely world out there. Basic Economics 101 provides proof and and uses this as a basis to show us this. ( I truly wonder what 101 actually means.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;But unfortunately for you my dear Hobbes, or maybe it is fortunate for me, modern science was not at your disposal. This is where I, with my so called Mind Delta, contend you in this view, ( and possibly Locke as well, but to be truly honest i can not remember what he had said, although it was somewhere along the lines with Hobbes, - or against it. But it isnt like mine. i think. i hope.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The isolated and individual nature that Hobbes so describes in his state of nature is, I believe wrong. Humans are and always have been altruistic creatures. I simply cannot believe that civilization and government came into being due to the process of game theory and greater survival probabilities, although logical if one accepts the premise of the violent state of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I believe that the state of nature, was in fact never there. I relive the first form of societies, or the state of nature as so said, was in fact a tribal one, which according to ( i dont really know who, but in the book), is past the state of nature. There was no state of nature. The tribe is the organised early form of civilization. The family even, with an alpha male or father being in charge and providing "government for those under his care, or her care if it was a maternalistic society or single mother.We simply evolved this way from our predecessors, ancient(?) simians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;One cannot argue for the state of nature of humans if at the point of the so called state of nature, we were simply another species altogether. ( There is a flaw towards this argument, and that is the assumption that the theory of evolution is indeed the "True and Certain Truth". We are however inclined to support this at the time being as scientific evidence points towards it being so ( or does it, there is a lack of research on my part into the matter at the time being).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;As such, in this first post, i have to be inclined towards the fact that the violent state of nature did not exist, that for the individual, there has always been a form of government which evolved into what it is today. This violent state of nature Hobbes so proclaims, could in fact have occurred, but instead of it occurring at the individual level, it occurred at the tribal level. I suppose today we would simply call that competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Thus, in my view, tribal settings were the original form, hopefully backed up by facts, ( i think fukuyama does a good job in this in his newest book - writing as of September 2011). And it is from this tribal setting on human beings that cultured norms, cultural morals and the environment began to transform us into different political and cultural establishments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hopefully i can be able to think all this through and justify all this in time, and further this thought experiment, towards the ideal form of society.This blog seems to fulfill to a rather decent extent the ability to organize and lay down thoughts, the very beginnings of transforming this Delta of the mind into a thriving city state ( then onto civilization). As such, from the initial findings report to the final Local municipal council being built in a far flung province of the nation, there is a long way to go, but it will be accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I end, and intend to end all post with my inner motto, one that has always been at the back of my head, always present, but only recently has it found its way into the form in which it can be exposed, language.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope for the best and prepare for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-4910456678606373644?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/4910456678606373644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-1121096108872093512</id><published>2011-01-12T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T11:05:18.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven</title><content type='html'>It is actually one minute past seven in the evening as i am typing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you not just absolutely detest, hate and despise those spare moments in you're day where you do not have enough time to do something productive?&lt;br /&gt;Yet, when added together , they make up a substantial part of your day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially at a time like this, when exams are literally around the corner ( the van carrying the test papers could be around the corner.) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, i have simply noticed that wearing ones school uniform is not exactly the most comfortable piece of clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven oh five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-1121096108872093512?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/1121096108872093512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=1121096108872093512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/1121096108872093512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/1121096108872093512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2011/01/seven.html' title='Seven'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-8060642183073569694</id><published>2011-01-11T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T14:13:15.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revision</title><content type='html'>Well, January Exams are right around the Corner with Statistics 1 coming up this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Revision should be going better and I am going to start right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-8060642183073569694?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-1232291840590364253</id><published>2011-01-11T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T14:20:57.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can a Happy man be Remembered?</title><content type='html'>I was having a discussion with my room mate the other day on what was the importance of life. He said it was to be happy, which admittedly is a fair purpose or want in life. I said remembrance, which was then led on to being happy and being remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then seemed to have made a point that great men and women throughout history have not in the normal sense, been happy people. Although being happy may in fact be better in a lifetime, being remembered transcends throughout the ages. A happy man will not be remembered and will fade away in the sands of time, a person of greatness, though unhappy will survive the sands; as seen in the tale of Achilles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never has a great person who will be remembered been happy as seen in Obama, Gandhi, FDR, Achilles, Alexander, Ceaser, Atilla, Aetius, Machiavelli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To become great, sacrifice seems to be demanded which in turn leads to unhappiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as my roommate so put it, why not be happy in this lifetime, as after one dies, one does not care anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being remembered for all eternity seems to be a way to evade complete death, a way to be immortalized for all time, always being around, an escape to eternal life and remembrance , achieving immortality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this so important?&lt;br /&gt;I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;As a child, i was brought up on Greek and Egyptian myths, the stories of Perseus and Heracles, the epic of the fall of Troy; those who did great deeds are remembered for all of time- which in a way influenced me to a large extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;Can a Happy Man be Remembered? If anyone has an example, please reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-1232291840590364253?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/1232291840590364253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=1232291840590364253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/1232291840590364253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/1232291840590364253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2011/01/can-happy-man-be-remembered.html' title='Can a Happy man be Remembered?'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-8528152005289203122</id><published>2011-01-11T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T13:45:33.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back, due to barney.</title><content type='html'>Right, so as i happen to stumble back into this blog, i am reminded of how Barney from HIMYM has his wonderful blog and i deem it relatively interesting to share my thoughts with the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-8528152005289203122?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/8528152005289203122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=8528152005289203122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8528152005289203122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8528152005289203122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-due-to-barney.html' title='back, due to barney.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-1082829353674017557</id><published>2010-01-12T07:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T07:59:16.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth.</title><content type='html'>There were dinosaurs. Yes everyone know there were dinosaurs; but honestly how many people have seen them in real life. DInosaurs were in fact, a conspiracy theory. The real dinosaurs were good old fashioned reptillian people, like you and me. BUT there was a twist. A man named Dick Richards the Third accidentally, and by very much his own accident, got transported back in time to the time when Dinosaurs lived and reigned peacefully and not so peacefully. Dick, on the other hand was an arsonist, and seeing as the dinosaurs thought he was an alien, they offered to give him anything, even twenty two thousand two hundred and twenty two point seven gallons of napalm. Well, needless to say, the resulting explosion resembeled a meteor striking earth and wiping out all spesies. the United Nations , truly formed in the year 1623 by the then non existant countries of guadaloupe and bosnia,  set up big bones under te ground as a prank for the up and coming british empire. Thus the legend of dinosaurs was born&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-1082829353674017557?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/1082829353674017557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=1082829353674017557' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/1082829353674017557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/1082829353674017557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2010/01/truth.html' title='The 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-1978633469221125848</id><published>2009-06-11T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:01:46.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thus school ends.</title><content type='html'>No more School!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-1978633469221125848?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/1978633469221125848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=1978633469221125848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/1978633469221125848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/1978633469221125848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2009/06/thus-school-ends.html' title='Thus school ends.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-4329225465712122804</id><published>2009-06-03T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T06:05:46.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weird.</title><content type='html'>History and Math was okay today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i came back and fell asleep, i dreamed of math equations and lines and y-y1=m(x-x1) and southern african american farmers in the 1930s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature and physics tomoro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-4329225465712122804?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/4329225465712122804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=4329225465712122804' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/4329225465712122804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/4329225465712122804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 unincluding coursework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams yet to be done:&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry Extended Theory&lt;br /&gt;Physics Extended Theory&lt;br /&gt;Biology Extended Theory&lt;br /&gt;History Paper 2&lt;br /&gt;History Alt to Coursework&lt;br /&gt;Additional Math Paper 1&lt;br /&gt;Additional Math Paper 2&lt;br /&gt;Literature Paper 1&lt;br /&gt;Biology MCQ&lt;br /&gt;Physics MCQ&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry MCQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 overall. bugger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-3294028888366224032?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/3294028888366224032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-45561036126110514</id><published>2009-05-17T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T09:41:15.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images1.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/Barney-s-Poster-barney-stinson-859228_357_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 500px;" src="http://images1.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/Barney-s-Poster-barney-stinson-859228_357_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dictionary in my computer describes Awesome as "extremely impressive or daunting; inspiring great admiration". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say , Awesome is defined as " Substance filled with Tremors of Physchitude and Awesomeness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that was Legendary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-45561036126110514?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/45561036126110514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=45561036126110514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/45561036126110514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/45561036126110514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2009/05/awesome.html' title='Awesome.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-8287917639176996727</id><published>2009-05-17T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T09:33:01.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitesized.</title><content type='html'>I have just discovered ( well quite a while back actually ) a brilliant study guide/ help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GCSE Bite sized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have most subjects, if not all there, And, they revise and test you on site as well.&lt;br /&gt;The only problem is, i can not find anything on The German Involvement in the Spanish Civil War. Or, enough source work guides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be revising now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-8287917639176996727?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/8287917639176996727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=8287917639176996727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8287917639176996727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8287917639176996727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2009/05/bitesized.html' title='Bitesized.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-925785140388141507</id><published>2009-05-17T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T04:48:01.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>History.</title><content type='html'>Well, History was on Wednesday. Now its over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more League of Nations, Anschluss, Lebensraum, Chamberlain or Yalta. No more Castro , Vietnam or Hitler. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the Paper 1 history was okay i suppose. i think i lost a mark for not putting the " abscence of the USA" in the LoN structure question. Aside from that, im also a bit wonky about how my Austria turned out and i am not too brillo about the Competition between industries in the 1920s. Otherwise it aint too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though i am absolutely glad that the exams are gone, i am disappointed by the lack of Vietnam and Cuba, and maybe the New Deal. I revised these things and , especially in the case of vietnam where i freaked out over stuff like the Tet offensive and what not, im half glad they didnt appear. Sort of. It contradicts itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats over. Now for History paper 2 ; the source filled Spanish Civil War Paper with Franco and his Nationalist ( right? ) and the International Brigades with the Republicans ( right ? ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then its the Case Study of the USA. ( i have an inkling it will be the new deal. ) yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other stories, english was okay, malay was okay , practicals were okay cept for chem where im a bit scared of my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhows, Bio Practical, Malay essays and Ict this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-925785140388141507?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/925785140388141507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=925785140388141507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/925785140388141507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/925785140388141507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2009/05/history.html' title='History.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-2699760900224623795</id><published>2009-05-06T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T05:59:26.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think i like colours.</title><content type='html'>50 FIRST REACTIONS... Type what comes to your mind FIRST whenever you hear these 50 words. Don't think and don't go back and change. Doesn't matter how random just type it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Beer : jug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Food : chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Relationships: pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Crush : cans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Power Rangers : red with fuzzy background colours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Life : sunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The President: whitehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Yummy : sticky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Cars : fast red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Movie : projector and film&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Halloween : dark blue and orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Sex : biege blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Religion : cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Hate : letter "H"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Fear : Factor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Marriage : Church Scenes / white and black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Blonde : Golden &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Slippers : thin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Shoes : Puma / Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Asians : Rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Past time : Books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. One night stand : Dark blue and neon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. My cell Phone : blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Smoke : grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Fantasy : colourful and dragons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. College : fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. High school Life : corridors with lockers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Pajamas : bananas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Stars : dark blue with white sparklies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Center : March/ Middle/Flanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Alcohol : Organic Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. The word love : purplie pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Friends : How i met your mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Money : Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Heartache : angina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Time : Golden  Clocks with black hands and numbers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Divorce : american movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Dogs : Golden Retreivers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Undies : Bridget Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Parents : Meet the Fockers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Babies : Blue / Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Ex : Superheroes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Song : Music Notes/ birds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. &lt;s&gt;Color&lt;/s&gt; Colour : Red/ Green/Blue/ Yellow, pallete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Weddings : Wedding Crashers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Pizza : Italian moustached man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Hangout : Sofas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Rest : tired/ brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Goal : Santiago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Inspiration : colourful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-2699760900224623795?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/2699760900224623795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=2699760900224623795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2699760900224623795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2699760900224623795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-i-like-colours.html' title='I think i like colours.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-7238910061161370557</id><published>2009-04-08T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:25:51.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob And Rob.</title><content type='html'>Bob. is . a . weirdo. Incredible sum up of his life. Bob is weird. &lt;br /&gt;Rob is . awkward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob. and. Rob.  are the reincarnations of V1 and V2 which made their appearance in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Post #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here we go, the adventures of bob and rob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob and Rob lived in LonElle, a nice cosy housing estate in a nice sealed off area of  Evan's mind. This nice housing estate is where brilliant and not so brilliant ideas go after they are conceived, never to be heard of again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob and Rob, on the other hand, wanted to be heard again, they wanted to give up their comfy life of nothingness and wreck havoc across the vast vastness of the vast mind of Evan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, one day , they set forth, climbed over LonElle's high walls, jumped over the stream of honey ( where honey trickles all day), swam across the raging rainfalls, jumped over the Jumping Jack Jills, flushed themselves down the Loo of Lonely Lost Lobsters and trecked across the The GREAT VAST DESERT OF NOT VASTNESS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This took them 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sat down underneath the Upsidedown Uppity Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob : Lolsndsml?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob:  tookietokkie spn jnnboop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob: What the heck are you trying to say ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob: what were you trying to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob: well. erm..    Hey? you hungry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob: Yeah. but.  no not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob: oh. Lets go mess about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob: where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob: in the next post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob: yeah, lets go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob and Rob jumped over the divider of division , in to the blank post of blankness to continue their journey to somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-7238910061161370557?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/7238910061161370557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=7238910061161370557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7238910061161370557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7238910061161370557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2009/04/bob-and-rob.html' title='Bob And Rob.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-1739039422341628983</id><published>2009-04-08T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:03:47.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesomeness.</title><content type='html'>Righto lads, first off, the basic lifelike post about life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, the awesome, watched a movie, yes a film, no, not a show.&lt;br /&gt;This movie was aptly named, Darjeeling Limited. Reminded me of Tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good movie. It stared Owen Wilson, Andrew Brody and Jason Shwaztman ( spelling may differ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story was a bit odd, but it was an indie and the filming was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Did i say the filming was awesome? &lt;br /&gt;No, well the filming was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to the director.&lt;br /&gt;And this lovely movie introduced me to a rather nice french song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aux Champs-Elysees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, i caught a bit  of that series, yes, a show, not movie, " Carrier ", produced by Mel Gibson. Shows the life aboard the awesome Nimtz Carrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoose, i went to get a new passport today, immigration was faster than i expected but i still havnt pciked up my passport due to delayed delayness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today is wednesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw David and Jon in class, and Armand in the immigration place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doo dood doo dood ood ood dooo   ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-1739039422341628983?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/1739039422341628983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=1739039422341628983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/1739039422341628983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/1739039422341628983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2009/04/awesomeness.html' title='Awesomeness.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-2248469253650185065</id><published>2009-02-26T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T07:14:43.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post.</title><content type='html'>[] You think DDR is cool&lt;br /&gt;[] You've watched lots of anime&lt;br /&gt;[] You like Korean drama&lt;br /&gt;[] You have stuff hanging on your phone&lt;br /&gt;[] You think your parents want you to marry within your own race&lt;br /&gt;[]You eat rice almost everyday&lt;br /&gt;[] You drink lemon tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's so far: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] You style your hair&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have a bebo/myspace/friendster&lt;br /&gt;[x] You speak languages other than English&lt;br /&gt;[] Your parents are strict&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your parents have high expectations of you&lt;br /&gt;[]You always get A's/B's on your report&lt;br /&gt;[]you do Chemistry/Biology/Physics/Accounting&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know your multiplication tables&lt;br /&gt;[] You play badminton or table tennis or Irish Pingpong&lt;br /&gt;[] You've seen the asian version The ring/The grudge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's so far: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You go/want to go to a university and would NEVER consider an apprenticeship ( i don't mind actually )&lt;br /&gt;[] You own an asian car (Honda, Toyota, etc)&lt;br /&gt;[] You're not the only child&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've gotten little red envelopes around February&lt;br /&gt;[] You know the difference between kung fu, karate and tae kwon do&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your mother tries to bargain even though the product is already discounted&lt;br /&gt;[] You can solve a rubiks cube&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have a box of noodles somewhere in your house&lt;br /&gt;[x] You play video games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's so far: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] Everytime you're going out, your parents ask you where you're going and what time you'll be home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] You have karaoke at home&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've been to a LAN more than 3 times&lt;br /&gt;[] You have incense sticks/moth balls in your house&lt;br /&gt;[] You own a gaming console&lt;br /&gt;[x] You don't wear shoes in your house&lt;br /&gt;[x] You can use chopsticks&lt;br /&gt;[x] You get nothing if you do well in school, but punished if you don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's so far: 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] Your parents won't let you go out if you have school the next day&lt;br /&gt;[] You have asian songs on your computer/iPod&lt;br /&gt;[] You don't like football&lt;br /&gt;[] You like Soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's so far: 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] You have a curfew&lt;br /&gt;[] You know what ulzzang/tb means&lt;br /&gt;[]You know what purikura is&lt;br /&gt;[] you like bubble tea&lt;br /&gt;[] Your parents bought you shoes many sizes too big so you can "grow into it" and wear it for years to come&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've played final fantasy&lt;br /&gt;[] You believe in fortune cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's so far: 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] You know what is bok choy&lt;br /&gt;[] You've heard the song "Got rice?" (Asian Pride)&lt;br /&gt;[] You've had pockys/yan yan before&lt;br /&gt;[] when you ask for ur mums permission she goes "ask ur dad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total X's: 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multiply your total score by 2 and put the subject as I am _% Asian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28%... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-2248469253650185065?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/2248469253650185065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=2248469253650185065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2248469253650185065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2248469253650185065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2009/02/post.html' title='Post.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-6033472558143042726</id><published>2008-12-30T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T04:50:51.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shanghai.</title><content type='html'>is blinking freezing. Its between 8degrees and -2 degrees. Other wise its pretty cool here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought China was like all sorta paddy fields and stuff but this place is like London with american roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the roads are even nicer than american roads. Thei just as large, roughly 6-8 lanes across but, instead of concrete, its made outa stone slabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Skyline is Mega Tall structures all lit up. &lt;br /&gt;And these are my compareplaces thingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanjing Liu - Oxford Street&lt;br /&gt;Yu Gardens - Covent Gardebs  ( way better than covent gardens actually )&lt;br /&gt;XintiangDi - Picadilly Circus / BondStreet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These places are packed with tourist from all over the world and loads of stuff are mega expensive and the sales people are super hagglers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxi Drivers. These chaps are crazy. I dont see the point of traffic lights or Zebra crossings&lt;br /&gt;The taxis just swerve in between busses other lanes, across crowded zebra crossing while spitting out of the window. Not only the taxis, the buicks and bentlies as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stuff here are pretty cool. and relatively cheap though my bro got an ipod from the flea market for 75 ringit but he returned it because it was just so werid .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an iphone was likie 400 bucks but was just too not apple to be useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The buildings here are darned fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am buggered tired. There goes mock exams with the amount of studyig ive done over the past 3 weeks. Schools next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, our Mandarin is hopeless and we rely on hand signals aside from me mum.&lt;br /&gt;So, today I had breakfast buffet, chinese food and starbucks and macdonalds for lunch and American for dinneer ( Kabbs ). The American was awesome. There are a lot of American and What i suspect are Frenchies here in shanghai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoro is new years eve. Wicked awesome Fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im cold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alalallal... all alone from the rest of the world. This has been my first 36 hours since Duke of Edinburgh Award that i have been away from some sort of internet related device. but then, in DOE we were struggling to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-6033472558143042726?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/6033472558143042726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=6033472558143042726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6033472558143042726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6033472558143042726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/12/shanghai.html' title='Shanghai.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-2174607370628055935</id><published>2008-12-19T10:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T10:01:28.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>done by Michelle</title><content type='html'>+ michine. says: (1:47:43 AM)&lt;br /&gt;"as lovers go."&lt;br /&gt;"it's 1.43 in the morning, and i feel ecstatic. i feel so alive, like every vein in my body is a livewire. my brain translates images so they make sense, so they are right side up, but my heart cannot possibly decode these feelings. i am speechless everytime she speaks; she is the only one who understands me, who tolerates my history-loving, ghost-story-telling, dane-cook-impressio&lt;br /&gt;+ michine. says: (1:47:44 AM)&lt;br /&gt;impressionists ways. her laugh is so sincere, it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. though, i should buy better joke books next time. &lt;br /&gt;maybe it's just me, but i think it's love. i might not be in love, but i most definitely, absolutely, full heartedly, honestly, sincerely, truthfully love her. but i know she won't feel the same way. don't tell me there will be other fish in the sea. i don't &lt;br /&gt;+ michine. says: (1:47:59 AM)&lt;br /&gt;want fish. i want her.&lt;br /&gt;But such is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert lots of enters&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH. PUNK’D AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;But you knew that was coming.&lt;br /&gt;- Michelle.”&lt;br /&gt;+ michine. says: (1:48:01 AM)&lt;br /&gt;YAY&lt;br /&gt;+ michine. says: (1:48:06 AM)&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-2174607370628055935?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/2174607370628055935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=2174607370628055935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2174607370628055935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2174607370628055935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/12/done-by-michelle.html' title='done by Michelle'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-8751339492607215004</id><published>2008-12-19T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T09:42:12.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Th Day.</title><content type='html'>Jack. Ran. Away. from the constables. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his way home, he found an axe.&lt;br /&gt;and a beanstalk.&lt;br /&gt;a really short one.&lt;br /&gt;which grew into a really big one.&lt;br /&gt;There was a tall big person coming down the "beanstalk" which was moving.&lt;br /&gt;He cut the beanstalk down and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headlines the next day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" RANDOM DUDE CUTS DOWN FIRE ENGINE LADDER WITH FIREMAN STILL ON IT."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-8751339492607215004?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/8751339492607215004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=8751339492607215004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8751339492607215004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8751339492607215004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/12/th-day.html' title='Th Day.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-6714834628587887708</id><published>2008-12-19T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T09:38:43.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tw Day.</title><content type='html'>The Next day Jack , walked into a new shop. It was called a the " Well", a new bar. Situated between the " Watering Hole" and " The Tap", the"Well" had stiff bar competition. Bar none. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack walked in, and walked up into the well. it was like climbing a hill. Gosh was that not tiring. There he met Jill, she came to the " Well" to get a "pale of water".  This meant, according to Jack that she was "thirsty" ( GLUG, Glug ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ordered a pale of water. Shocked, they found out it was a pale. Filled with water.&lt;br /&gt;Tap Water.&lt;br /&gt;from a Watering hole.&lt;br /&gt;Jack and Jill demanded a refund. The Baliff Bouncer pushed them down the hill.&lt;br /&gt;Jack fell on a royal and broke his crown. that sucked. &lt;br /&gt;Jack ran away when the cops came.&lt;br /&gt;Poor Jill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-6714834628587887708?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/6714834628587887708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=6714834628587887708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6714834628587887708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6714834628587887708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/12/tw-day.html' title='Tw Day.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-6191628172057698072</id><published>2008-12-19T09:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T09:34:11.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Day.</title><content type='html'>One day, Jack, was crossing the road, when, SUDDENLY, it hit him.&lt;br /&gt;Quite literally really, The road simply got up and hit him. In the face.&lt;br /&gt;Shocked as he was, Jack could manage to stammer out," Why in tarnation, not carnation, did u slap me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it was the road's turn to feel timid. Stuttering away,  he explained himself," Well, good sir, u seemed to be walking over me, and i decided to well, stand up for my self"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack pondered for a minute and said, " Oh my , i have been walking over you havnt i? .. Take That and that. hmmph, thatll teach you for hitting me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack walk on the pavement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-6191628172057698072?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/6191628172057698072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=6191628172057698072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6191628172057698072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6191628172057698072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;Trot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went the horse,&lt;br /&gt;isnt life, to me,&lt;br /&gt;like norse?&lt;br /&gt;to be or not to be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be,&lt;br /&gt;bee,&lt;br /&gt;beee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went the bee,&lt;br /&gt;or was it buzz buzz buzz,&lt;br /&gt;as it could clearly see,&lt;br /&gt;isnt it a fuzz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuzz, &lt;br /&gt;fur,&lt;br /&gt;hair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said the naked mole rat,&lt;br /&gt;he wore a hat,&lt;br /&gt;i would like a bunch,&lt;br /&gt;he said, it would be a munch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;munch crunch bunch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus the meaning,&lt;br /&gt;of life,&lt;br /&gt;is meaningful,&lt;br /&gt;to life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-5713512305010898160?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-7604758529356931254</id><published>2008-12-19T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T09:22:47.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Clever.</title><content type='html'>I have to write something profoundly clever, &lt;br /&gt;not witty,&lt;br /&gt;silly, never, &lt;br /&gt;nothing naughty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something clever,&lt;br /&gt;maybe smart,&lt;br /&gt;Not the makings of a writer,&lt;br /&gt;Blots of ink on a pop tart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something Clever,&lt;br /&gt;rhyming word,&lt;br /&gt;never can i find her,&lt;br /&gt;less i impale a sword.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something Sharp,&lt;br /&gt;Wordlessly Witty,&lt;br /&gt;Fancifully Fun,&lt;br /&gt;Mercifully Merry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something Clever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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triangle involving them and two monkeys.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td width="115"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="color: #FF0000;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=149"&gt;'How will you be remembered in history books?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: #FF0000;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-7314610592375706374?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/7314610592375706374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=7314610592375706374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7314610592375706374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7314610592375706374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/12/hah.html' title='Hah.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-7048682773583521431</id><published>2008-09-06T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T09:07:59.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By the time you have finished reading this you have wasted around 3 seconds of your life. Sad Really. Your loss.</title><content type='html'>People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace and questions that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves. Tag 8 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  (Part One) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Are you allowed to have a bf/gf or monkey f.?&lt;br /&gt;All three are encouraged. At the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Describe yourself in one word that rhymes which smuckerooney.&lt;br /&gt;Smuckerooney-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who would you pick, someone who really loves you, or the one you love or a flying elephant on mars?&lt;br /&gt;shucks, flying elephant, no contest. Imagine all the adventures - Flying into town on an elephant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever flown into someone before but never had the speed to run away?&lt;br /&gt;yep. dang  you. dang you mister Wall Made out of Cement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Does it feel good to love?&lt;br /&gt;Pasta- most definately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you like to eat?&lt;br /&gt;Edible things. tasty edible things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's the last thing you'll do before you die?&lt;br /&gt;Rule the Universe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Was there ever a time that you tried to learn to fly away from Walls someone?&lt;br /&gt;All the time. all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What can you say about playboys/playgirls?&lt;br /&gt;Toys R us must be making money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Are you still a virgin?&lt;br /&gt;How you doin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Part Two)&lt;br /&gt;1. Best place to cry or fly?&lt;br /&gt;in the sky. If you cry, it rains, if you fly. erm. you fall. and not hit the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who's the person who stands on top of your heart?&lt;br /&gt;Shucks. I havnt a clue , but i hope the person dosnt where cleats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tell us your dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;Oh brilliant, Once upon a time, there was war between chocolate bars and Thunder. Obviously from the names, Chocolate Bars were the more intimidating ones. One Day Mister Thun Derer  went to school and ate a chocolate bar. Thats when the war turned in the Thunders favour , so one day ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever hated someone so bad?&lt;br /&gt;yes. Mister Hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The biggest and most hurtful lie you heard?&lt;br /&gt;The Earth is spherical. What rubbish, i believed up to the age of 15. I now know its Squarical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The last person you had a beer with?&lt;br /&gt;I prefer wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The last person you went to the movies with?&lt;br /&gt;was in this city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The last person you talked on the cellphone with?&lt;br /&gt;Mister Mobe Liefone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The last person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;The Hugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The last person who made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;The horrid Mister Onion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last week you kissed someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Parents &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Danced crazy?&lt;br /&gt;All the time, thats why im prob in an asylum now. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Think of the last time you were angry, why were you angry?&lt;br /&gt;When the flying bamboo stick ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you could do anything or wish anything, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Another Gazillion wishes. Or maybe , erm.. i have to think about this. Yes, i did say think. I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you could have an all expense paid trip, where will you go?&lt;br /&gt;All around the world. specifically, Rome , Venice, Milan, Genoa, Syracuse, Ravenna, Malta, Madrid, Valencia, Toledo, Granada, Marrakech, Athens, Rhodes, Nicosia, Zagreb, Toulouse. Champagne, Bordeaux, Moscow, Berlin, Budapest, Prague, Cairo, Alexandra, Jerusalem, Tel Aviv, Istanbul, Ankara, the Cappadocians, Antanlya, Carthage, Cape-town, Pretoria, Delhi, Beijing, Shanghai, Hong Kong, Canton, Tokyo, Kyoto, Seoul, Sydney, , Wellington, Buenos Aires, Barcelona, Texas, NYC, California, Vancouver. Dubai and Doha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you or have you ever blackmailed someone?&lt;br /&gt;Absolupositively. on the PS2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Are you old fashioned?&lt;br /&gt;shucks. i dont like the term old fashioned. i prefer Antique like or dinosaur dude or even Great Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What would be harder for you, to tell someone you love them or that you do not love them back or Chickens tamed by monkeys took over the world.?&lt;br /&gt;the latter. i dont think anyone would believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What things would be the hardest thing for you to give up on?&lt;br /&gt;Living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Five facts about me&lt;br /&gt;I am a genius. I am from Earth. I like brown things i think. I like the Hitchikers guide to the galaxy. My real name is Aurelius Maximillian. I have a blue phone. My favourite dog is a chiwawa. I can spell rather well. i despise eagles. i think Pcs are better than macs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five of them are true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven songs in my head now.&lt;br /&gt;yeesh. They are in my head for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five of your favourite TV shows.&lt;br /&gt;House&lt;br /&gt;Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;30 rock&lt;br /&gt;My wife and Kids&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;Simpsons&lt;br /&gt;Family guy&lt;br /&gt;KevJumba&lt;br /&gt;Monty Python&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Five things I treasure in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;Myself&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;br /&gt;Meself&lt;br /&gt;Iself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some rather akward things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Four "First Time" in my life.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life, could fly&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life, I could run around in circles. alot.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life, I have my own com.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life, I’ve posted . Well. No. but . posted erm.. in my grandmums house. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Seven words and things I always use&lt;br /&gt;Words:&lt;br /&gt;chicken&lt;br /&gt;holey Smackerooney&lt;br /&gt;blimey&lt;br /&gt;Monkey&lt;br /&gt;What in Tarnation?&lt;br /&gt;I dont like Homework&lt;br /&gt;Hey, got any food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things:&lt;br /&gt;laptop&lt;br /&gt;trusty bart simpson pencil bag&lt;br /&gt;homework diary&lt;br /&gt;Tele&lt;br /&gt;Bros Com&lt;br /&gt;Bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Jon.&lt;br /&gt;I tag Samanta,&lt;br /&gt;Amanda,&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;br /&gt;Evan.&lt;br /&gt;Chewy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who so happens to read this. if its more than one person. im awed. that didnt make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nirvan&lt;br /&gt;"lololololololololololololol"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-7048682773583521431?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/7048682773583521431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=7048682773583521431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7048682773583521431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7048682773583521431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/09/by-time-you-have-finished-reading-this.html' title='By the time you have finished reading this you have wasted around 3 seconds of your life. Sad Really. Your loss.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-6284828326795621016</id><published>2008-08-08T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T09:30:06.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OLYMPICS OPENNING CEREMONY!</title><content type='html'>BEIJING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was so freaking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;With the - &lt;br /&gt;and the- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean the flying runner dude and the billions of fireworks . &lt;br /&gt;The fireworks were so freaking awesome. Awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the big Scroll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOWOWOWOWOWOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-6284828326795621016?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/6284828326795621016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=6284828326795621016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6284828326795621016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6284828326795621016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympics-openning-ceremony.html' title='OLYMPICS OPENNING CEREMONY!'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-92640377932068287</id><published>2008-07-02T09:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T09:51:52.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part one of my science essay.</title><content type='html'>Five thousand years ago in central Europe, dense forest filled the mountainsides; untamed grass swept over fields and the Great Googly Moogly hunted flying Artic Monkeys. Fast forward five thousand years into the future, (give or take a couple of thousand, or hundred thousand for the matter.) nothing much has changed. The Lovely mountains of Eastern Switzerland are  home to wild nature and are protected. No trees are felled, grass mown or Artic Monkeys (Long gone by the way) eaten. Animals once nearly driven to extinction, now flourish again after their reintroduction. Even the Wolves and Bears have returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now what does that have to do with the future of being green and fossil fuels and whatnot? First off, grass is usually green and second off, it sounds right and third off, I have not a clue yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, basically, earth is going to the dogs , so to speak. Literally, it’s going to be a future alien dumpsite or a planet with nuclear winters. This is how it’s most likely going to happen, (according to numerous computer games of course) , We, homo sapiens sapiens are going to run out of fuel, pollute the world, run out of oxygen, get angry at each other for running ( or jogging ) us out of our fuel and oxygen and nuke each other till winter is nuclear. Seven zillion years later, aliens from our neighbouring star system of  Alpha Centauri ( Big Centaurs in Spaceships) are going to zip over for their vacations and say , “ Darn what losers.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to avoid being called losers by horsemen from another planet, earthians or humans or whatever should start at the source of the problem to eradicate being ridiculed. Fuel. Well, it is pretty obvious fossil fuels are not working too well and the dinosaurs don’t think much about it either but hey! They are abundant right?  Wrong! (According to what I know anyhow.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to accept that fossil fuels are in the past ( sometimes literally.) We need new fuels like fuel cells, hydrogen fuel cells, other fuel cells and dung. Dung being the most important. Okay, here we go. Fuel cells give out load of energy and is way more efficient than normal engines. They are also way more complicated to make. Dung. Dung is dung , essentially bio mass which can power your cars at the cost of stinkyness. Then there are electric cars, solar powered cars, cars with windmills on top, cars powered by gossip , cars powered by teachers pedalling and so on so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say global warming is not happening. What rubbish. Of course it is happening, how do you think winter changes into summer and wet people dry themselves without a towel. ( but then there is global freezing when summer turns into winter). Some folks say this is garbage while they eat their boiled cabbage. They live in denial and are probably older than thirty and have the attitude of “ It won’t affect me till im long gone and by then I cant give two tosses about it.”. Those sad buggers live in denial, no not the Nile , denial, look it up and cant accept or are really picky with the reality they want. ( or may not want.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-92640377932068287?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/92640377932068287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=92640377932068287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/92640377932068287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/92640377932068287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/07/part-one-of-my-science-essay.html' title='Part one of my science essay.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-7080783036014085113</id><published>2008-06-13T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T09:09:55.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A good pun is its own reword.</title><content type='html'>A school decides to send their best punner, Me, to a punning contest. Evan sends in 10 puns , confident one of  them would win. Unfortunately, no pun in ten did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two weevils lived on a biscuit. one grew famous and rich and became  a celebrirty. the otherin comparison was puny and unknown-in fact the lesser of two weevils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a local decorater is paid 300quid to repaint the interior of the church. He is to CHEAP to spend it all on paint  so he dilutes the paint with water. When he sees that the thined paint wont cover the walls he dilutes it further. He still needs more , so he decides to dilute the paint one more time. Just then a sound from the heavens booms: " Stop, Repaint and thin no more"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did the Mexican shoot his Wife?&lt;br /&gt;Tequila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahatma Ghandi had badly calloused feet, frail health and bad breath.in other words he was super calloused-fragile mystic with halistosis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a son said that his ambition was to drive an army tank his father said 'I won't stand in your way'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered why the baseball was getting bigger. Then it hit me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear about the guy whose whole left side was cut off? He's all right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He drove his expensive car into a tree and found out how the Mercedes bends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police were called to a daycare where a three-year-old was resisting a rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small boy swallowed some coins and was taken to a hospital. When his grandmother telephoned to ask how he was a nurse said 'No change yet'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prisoner's favorite punctuation mark is the period. It marks the end of his sentence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a clock is hungry it goes back four seconds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two peanuts were walking in a tough neighborhood and one of them was a-salted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bicycle can't stand on its own because it is two-tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me a piano falling down a mineshaft and I'll show you A-flat minor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atheism is a non-prophet organization. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hole has been found in the nudist camp wall. The police are looking into it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dead batteries were given out free of charge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't tell his mother that he ate some glue. His lips were sealed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The magician got so mad he pulled his hare out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dog gave birth to puppies near the road and was ticketed for littering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people's noses and feet are built backwards: their feet smell and their noses run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-7080783036014085113?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/7080783036014085113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=7080783036014085113' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7080783036014085113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7080783036014085113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/06/puns.html' title='A good pun is its own reword.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-7445276189782083201</id><published>2008-06-11T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T10:35:35.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when im studying.</title><content type='html'>DO YOUR WORK YOU TOSS!!! 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WHY OH WHY OH WHY!!???!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is on a sticky note.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-7445276189782083201?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/7445276189782083201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=7445276189782083201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7445276189782083201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7445276189782083201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-im-studying.html' title='when im studying.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-3241806382442752705</id><published>2008-06-08T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T03:35:07.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bloggers Year End Examinations are tomorrow and it seems as though he has wasted his week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama won!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-3241806382442752705?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/3241806382442752705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=3241806382442752705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3241806382442752705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3241806382442752705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/06/screwed.html' title='Screwed'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-1456264403462128143</id><published>2008-06-06T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T02:09:19.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 score and 4 years ago.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/f4/1944_NormandyLST.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/f4/1944_NormandyLST.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64 years ago was D-Day when the largest ever amphibious assault invaded Europe in WW2. ( Saving Private Ryan and Band of Brothers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/25/Normandy7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/25/Normandy7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked Band of Brothers. It was a good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, back to life, i think i like the show Life with Detective Charlie Crewes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, i only watch, Simpsons, My Wife and Kids, Family Guy, Friends, Sarah Connor Chronicles , House, Numbers, CSI and are you smarter than a fifth grader. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That may sound like a lot of tv being watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be studying,. Im gona finish my history up after this and try to start my sciences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyhows&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-1456264403462128143?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/1456264403462128143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=1456264403462128143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/1456264403462128143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/1456264403462128143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/06/3-score-and-4-years-ago.html' title='3 score and 4 years ago.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-3949785212789208120</id><published>2008-05-07T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T01:49:31.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Beng jokes</title><content type='html'>Courtesy of Uncle Steven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng bought a new mobile.&lt;br /&gt;He sent a message to everyone from his Phone Book &amp; said,&lt;br /&gt;'My Mobile No. Has changed.&lt;br /&gt;Earlier it was Nokia 3310. Now it is 6610'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : I am a Proud, coz my son is in Medical College.&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Really, what is he studying.&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: No, he is not studying, they are Studying him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : Doctor, in my dreams, I play football every night.&lt;br /&gt;DR: Take this tablet, you will be ok.&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : Can I take tomorrow, tonight is final game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : If I die, will u remarry?&lt;br /&gt;Wife: No! I'll stay with my sister. But if I die will u remarry?&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : No, I'll also stay with your sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : People consider me as a 'GOD'&lt;br /&gt;Wife: How do you know??&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : When I went to the Fisherman's Wharf at Taman Desa last night, everybody said,&lt;br /&gt;Oh GOD! U have come again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng complained to the police: 'Sir, all items are missing,&lt;br /&gt;except the TV in my house.'&lt;br /&gt;Police: 'How the thief did not take TV?'&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : 'I was watching ManU bungkus Locky Blu's Stoke City,what...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng comes back to his car &amp; find a note saying 'Parking Fine'&lt;br /&gt;He Writes a note and sticks it to a pole 'Thanks for compliment.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====&lt;br /&gt;How do you recognize Ah Beng in School?&lt;br /&gt;He is the one who erases the notes from the book when the teacher erases&lt;br /&gt;the board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====&lt;br /&gt;Once Ah Beng was walking he had a glove on one hand and not on other.&lt;br /&gt;So the man asked him why he did so. He replied that the weather forecast&lt;br /&gt;announced that on one hand it would be cold and on the other hand it would&lt;br /&gt;be hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng in National Press Club and his cellular phone rings. He picks it up and&lt;br /&gt;Says 'Hello, how did you know I was here?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : Why are all these people running?&lt;br /&gt;Man - This is a race, the winner will get the cup&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng - If only the winner will get the cup, why others running?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: 'I killed a person' convert this sentence into future tense&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : The future tense is 'u will go to jail'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng told his maid: 'Go and water the plants!'&lt;br /&gt;Servant: 'It's already raining.'&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : 'So what? Take umbrella and go.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====&lt;br /&gt;A man asked Ah Beng why Ahmad Badawi goes walking in the Evening and not&lt;br /&gt;in the morning Ah Beng replied Ahmad Badawi is PM not AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here ends the Ah Beng jokes....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-3949785212789208120?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/3949785212789208120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=3949785212789208120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3949785212789208120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3949785212789208120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/05/ah-beng-jokes.html' title='Ah Beng jokes'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-9080240596668911187</id><published>2008-04-30T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T08:31:00.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May Day</title><content type='html'>Half and hour to May.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-9080240596668911187?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-8878907106775063979</id><published>2008-04-28T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T01:42:54.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAMILY GUY!</title><content type='html'>I have some other post i need to post.&lt;br /&gt;Such as, Me Disecting a heart in Biology Class and My Teeth Extraction and my Miserableness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI The greatest thing ever happened.&lt;br /&gt;Praise the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY GUY is on starworld. 5.30 pm &lt;br /&gt;FAMILY GUY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HHQHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-8878907106775063979?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-8610502982978397511</id><published>2008-04-24T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T08:30:39.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tralalafafallalala DOoodat.</title><content type='html'>Did you hear the joke about the ocean?&lt;br /&gt;it was too deep for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did the sea say to the sand?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, it just waved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did the beach get wet?&lt;br /&gt;The sea weed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What washes up very small beaches?&lt;br /&gt;Microwaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did Neptune ( Poseidon ) say when the oceans dried up?&lt;br /&gt;I havent a notion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short psychic escaped prison. Newspaper headlines read : Short medium at Large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote by Tim Vine&lt;br /&gt;"Apparently one in five people in the world are chinese.And there are 5 people in my family so it must be one of them. so its either my mum or dad. Or my older brother Colin or my younger brother Ho Chun Chan. But I think its Colin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hundred dumb blondes are packed into a Railway carriage. One Blonde enters and says " HEY! the carriage next door is empty. &lt;br /&gt;SO, they all get up and move...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY i got this from my joke books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOK TITLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A clifttop tragedy by Eileen Dover&lt;br /&gt;At the North pole  by I.C . Blast&lt;br /&gt;At the South pole by Anne Tartic&lt;br /&gt;Better Gardening by Anita Lawn&lt;br /&gt;Carpet laying by Walter Wall&lt;br /&gt;Diary of a bank robber by Hans Upp&lt;br /&gt;Eating Garlic by Y.I. Malone&lt;br /&gt;Dating period furniture by Anne Teak&lt;br /&gt;How to be stupid by M.T. Head&lt;br /&gt;Improve your memory by Ivor Gott&lt;br /&gt;Lumberjacks by Tim Burr&lt;br /&gt;Primary School by L.M. Entree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY Now Dictionary definitions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulldozer - a sleepy cow&lt;br /&gt;Fjord - a norwegian car&lt;br /&gt;Grammer - a female grandparent&lt;br /&gt;Inkling - a small pen&lt;br /&gt;Denial - a river in egypt&lt;br /&gt;Net - Holes tied together with string&lt;br /&gt;Polygon - a dead parrot&lt;br /&gt;Rugged -seated on a mat&lt;br /&gt;Zeal - an enthusiastic sea mammal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-8610502982978397511?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/8610502982978397511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=8610502982978397511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8610502982978397511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8610502982978397511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/04/tralalafafallalala-dooodat.html' title='Tralalafafallalala DOoodat.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-4164001611194095779</id><published>2008-04-22T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T07:59:23.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rar.</title><content type='html'>I have a new TV schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday  - "My wife and kids", "8 simple rules" and " 2 and a half men"&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - " " Eureka"  " Terminator the Sarah Connor Chronicles"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, i found out some wicked awesome game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Assassin_%28game%29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : Its not a video game. Sounds cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Add math homework now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets end with a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mommas football knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" " Your momma so stupid, she thinks a quarter back i s a refund."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-4164001611194095779?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/4164001611194095779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=4164001611194095779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/4164001611194095779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/4164001611194095779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/04/rar.html' title='Rar.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-7542614950369000039</id><published>2008-03-27T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T09:15:55.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Again. Forcefully.</title><content type='html'>The 27th of March. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- wow, time passed fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as i have not posted for quite a bit and am unlikely to post in quite a bit due to my extreme  -  erm, lets not call it lazyness. More of a  erm.. unwillin- no, reluctan- well, maybe just plain lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, im starting to get the Lazy Urge right now and abandon this post, so if it is cut short in any way, well, ...  my erm... blogger failed to work.... yeah.. lets go with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     so,&lt;br /&gt;                         i think ill do a huge , well larger than ordinary post today to make up for the dozens i have skived off doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Top off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im finding this html, really really  tedious. stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I saw the Formula One this year.&lt;br /&gt;Was Awesome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which rhymes with  some....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, it was fantasticly loud with dozens, no Tens,  wait a second, dozens is more than tens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  HUNDREDS!, NO THOUSands, well not " no thousands," , more like NO, pause. , THOUSands. with the " no, pause" effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more like tens of thousands.  of people.&lt;br /&gt;Other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, i could not make out much of the cars aside from the red feraris which won. They were too loud.&lt;br /&gt;But, i thought it was marvelous, just like the movies about nascar in America. with the loud noises, thousands of people, helicopters flying about, everything making horrendous noise. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, i like using anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, IT was utter chaos though, in some areas like the parking tickets,&lt;br /&gt;the bloody losers kept us waiting in a line for an hour to tell us there were no more tickets , and they didnt even put a sign up to tell the others, so dozens of others were still queue for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.,,,... they sold the tickets ten miles away ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right,.. im tired of ferari. i mean F 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... what have i done so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its Easter Hols now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done. well not much this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did play a lot of XBOX.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to mention. &lt;br /&gt;I have recently got an xbox, which i adore, with HALO 3 , gears of war and ASSASSINS creed.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;which rhymes with some . &lt;- ( partly cause some is in aweSOME  &lt;- point in time where you go " No kidding..")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, i took part in this WW2 board game tourny last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Its called Flames of war.&lt;br /&gt;I was a British Paratrooper Company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an AMAZING thing happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt get last place.! well close to last but NOT last.!&lt;br /&gt;Top place was a british armoured division, followed by a german panzer division and a US para company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only i had more tanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm,Well i have seen a whole bunch of movies recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet the spartans, is,&lt;br /&gt;incredibly,&lt;br /&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet funny.&lt;br /&gt;yet not as bad as the epic movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched lions for lambs once again. &lt;br /&gt;Good political show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the 2006 film of As you like it. So much simpler than what we do in school, we should study shakespeare movies instead of of shakespeare dramas.&lt;br /&gt;Good show. Weird Shakespearean English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Enchanted.&lt;br /&gt;GOOD show . Really good show. &lt;br /&gt;I love disney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think i have spun on for quite a bit now about uselessness.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-7542614950369000039?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/7542614950369000039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=7542614950369000039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7542614950369000039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7542614950369000039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/03/once-again-forcefully.html' title='Once Again. Forcefully.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-2778260981428232961</id><published>2008-03-02T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T03:49:51.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLuE</title><content type='html'>BluE . The Colour Blue is a colour. which means it is colourfull. in a sense. Isnt that lovely? But blue, looks like a nice colour. Erm... it looks like green without the yellow. I like the colour blue. Most people do. &lt;br /&gt;Just for your information, blue isnt anything like Red. or Orange,Yellow or Purple. Well, maybe a bit of yellow and purple. Well maybe. Sorta. depends on you really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now, you see, blue is pronouced as Ber-Loo-ooo.  Which could be shortened to "Blu". Or "Bloo". Or " The colour which isnt another colour but is green divided by yellow.". Personally, i find the latter a bit of a mouthful. So, as from now onwards, i will call blue, blu. I like Blu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things are blue. i mean blu. This is because people call none blu things blu. Like the first git who painted the sea blu when it is actually transparent. he should have just shoved some water on the canvas and said. Water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not making sense but ill continue later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-2778260981428232961?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/2778260981428232961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=2778260981428232961' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2778260981428232961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2778260981428232961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/03/blue.html' title='BLuE'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-3892358686299800093</id><published>2008-03-02T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T03:25:48.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate dust.</title><content type='html'>Today. I have just shoved through a mountain of dust whilst clearing through my book shelf. &lt;br /&gt;I must have hundreds of books in my room alone. &lt;br /&gt;And all of them are dusty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a load of rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to talk about it anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-3892358686299800093?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/3892358686299800093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=3892358686299800093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3892358686299800093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3892358686299800093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-hate-dust.html' title='i hate dust.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-3240838485925581508</id><published>2008-02-03T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T08:52:13.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Games i want.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Monday, 12.28 a.m. February the 4th, 2008&lt;br /&gt;What not important stuff : same as last post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top off, i want a Xbox 360. Yesterday, i spent half the day, blasting people and getting blasted on three system linked xbox(s) in Halo 3 and Call of Duty 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call of duty 4 is awesome. Its as good as Halo. You can shoot through walls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nirvan : Damn, im getting shot ! Whats the crouch button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ducks behind brick wall. Gets shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley : hahahaha, i shot through the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wicked awesome game. Nice guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, i want:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Xbox360 ( 1st choice ) or a ( PS3 or Wii for second choice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;360 games - &lt;br /&gt;Tom Clancy's Endwar&lt;br /&gt;Halo 3&lt;br /&gt;Call of Duty 4&lt;br /&gt;Frontlines&lt;br /&gt;Medal of Honour : Airborne&lt;br /&gt;Turok&lt;br /&gt;Guitar Heroes 3  -  with the guitar&lt;br /&gt;bioshock&lt;br /&gt;mass effect&lt;br /&gt;crysis&lt;br /&gt;fable 2&lt;br /&gt;mecenaries 2&lt;br /&gt;other cool games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the testlike thingamabobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Bumper Sticker Should Be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatbumperstickershouldbeonyourcarquiz/sticker-1.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to the darkside, we have cookies&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatbumperstickershouldbeonyourcarquiz/"&gt;What Bumper Sticker Should Be On Your Car?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 7 Up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofsodaareyouquiz/7-up.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understated and subtle, people warm up to you slowly.&lt;br /&gt;But once they're hooked, they can't imagine going back to anyone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best soda match: Diet Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from: Mountain Dew&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsodaareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Soda Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;American Cities That Best Fit You:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whichamericancitiesbestfityouquiz/boston.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60% Boston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60% San Diego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60% San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55% Honolulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55% Washington, DC&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whichamericancitiesbestfityouquiz/"&gt;Which American Cities Best Fit You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;12.36am same day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-3240838485925581508?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/3240838485925581508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=3240838485925581508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3240838485925581508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3240838485925581508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/02/games-i-want.html' title='Games i want.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-8957089609569933336</id><published>2008-02-01T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T08:37:19.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bummer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;12.10 a.m 2nd February 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;convos at the current moment: mongus, keishia&lt;br /&gt;Things in the world : Kenyan civil war, American primaries, some other important things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second post of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been posting much. The interest seems to have left me. Anyway, its the chinese new year holidays now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i have changed my layout, as in the date comes first and all, because im guessing someday in the future this would be the equivalent of a diary or something or another. so, maybe, i dunno, im probably delusional or something and it wont last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, hello world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havnt a clue what to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So recent events. Ive tried EVE online. its cool and all but my laptop wont graphiclly support it.&lt;br /&gt;that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flames of war seems like a cool game. I watched Flyboys, good show. I want to rewatch band of brothers and i want to watch meet the parents. I want to play halo 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think global warming is bad and alternative energy should be found and the world should be turned into a better place and not crumble ( especially when im around, that is to say the next 150 years). Umm, i support Obama but i dont mind if hilary wins. Umm...  I want to go to italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the date and all is in italic even though i wanted it underlined because i dont know how to underline it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, ill do another post another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;12.34 same day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-8957089609569933336?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/8957089609569933336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=8957089609569933336' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8957089609569933336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8957089609569933336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2008/02/bummer.html' title='Bummer.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-7140445680700670642</id><published>2007-12-31T08:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T09:19:45.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008.</title><content type='html'>I spent the night at some sunway hotel or another, watching, the miss tourism international metropolitan pageant.&lt;br /&gt;My mom made all the batik clothes there.&lt;br /&gt;I think New Zealand should have won. &lt;br /&gt;Or at least got into the top ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was not as brilliant as one might like but it was edible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set off to hunt for fireworks till 12.20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove in one direction to see the fireworks only for it to diminish. Then, a U-turn and a couple hundred meters to see the next one ... and then the next one... and the next one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one near bangsar village was quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the year began with firework chasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope its a good year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-7140445680700670642?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/7140445680700670642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=7140445680700670642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7140445680700670642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7140445680700670642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/12/2008.html' title='2008.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-5396013741617328435</id><published>2007-12-31T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T03:24:22.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of 2007.</title><content type='html'>So, The year ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually have about three quarters of a dozen posts i wanted to do but i rather don't feel like typing them out. As such, this will be 2007s last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, many things have changed dramatically, i cant even begin to phantom the differences from the start of this year to now. The first of the first of the two thousandth and seventh to the last day of the year-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Im typing rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this year, I did a bunch of stuff which i enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;Among them are reading good books, &lt;br /&gt;going to school ( sad isnt it),&lt;br /&gt;Going to Bali where i surfed, rather painfully,&lt;br /&gt;the pmr camp,&lt;br /&gt;yjc and other clubs,&lt;br /&gt;Switching schools,&lt;br /&gt;Camp again, &lt;br /&gt;PMR,&lt;br /&gt;Mufti day,&lt;br /&gt;Christmas hol in Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there are a lot more ( im guessing) but i dont exactly recall them at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, i have absolutely no idea what to type now. &lt;br /&gt;New years resolution?                Nah, never do,&lt;br /&gt;Promise to be good all year?     Not possible&lt;br /&gt;Not use the com so much?        Unthinkable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway then, Happy New Year and a belated Merry Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;So long 2007. You have been..  here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, i have a little less then five hours till 2008.&lt;br /&gt;I get sentimental every-time something ends, eg: leaving a hotel after a holiday, leaving the house for a camp and what not.&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear. &lt;br /&gt;A bit over four hours till the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, im off to watch a beauty pageant with my family. &lt;br /&gt;On new year , a beauty pageant, ?  you might ask.&lt;br /&gt;But then, my mom made all the contestants costumes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Do hope that they have fireworks. &lt;br /&gt;I love fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now then, off to put on my suit and bugger off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugger off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"An optimist stays up to see the New Year in. A pessimist waits to make sure the old one leaves."&lt;br /&gt;Bill Vaughan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be only the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Ivy Baker Priest, in Parade, 1958&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-5396013741617328435?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/5396013741617328435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=5396013741617328435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/5396013741617328435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/5396013741617328435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/12/end-of-2007.html' title='End of 2007.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-8460086076061763625</id><published>2007-12-18T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T09:15:12.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays.</title><content type='html'>Righto, so the holidays came. &lt;br /&gt;and have not gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what have i been doing in the last 4 days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, First off, everyday, i have been shooting something. Be it Battlefield, Generals, Tiberium Wars, Company of heroes, Medieval 2 total war or Dawn of war :Dark Crusade, it all comes down to blowing up everything from Americans to MECs to Chinese to Aliens to elephants with cannons to more aliens and even more aliens and more aliens. O and Nazis. And aliens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves shooting things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, aside from shooting, ive been watching a lot of tele lately. The Queen, About a Boy, Love Actually, Apollo 13, Wild Hogs and such. Strangely, none have guns in it. Well,  i meant to say, no warfare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes.. i have also finished a book for the first time in a couple of weeks. Lovely. I started a new book 5 minutes later. Hoping to do at least a dozen books by start of term. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND board games. I have won at settlers of catan but lost at risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, i am very bored.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, the carolers are coming tomorrow and there are more aliens to shoot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-8460086076061763625?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/8460086076061763625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=8460086076061763625' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8460086076061763625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8460086076061763625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/12/holidays.html' title='Holidays.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-3379106003061873811</id><published>2007-12-18T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T09:03:10.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>SO the next day, i came and collected my report.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't half bad.&lt;br /&gt;All the grades were good - excellent though.... there were a lot of goods..... which isn't too good.&lt;br /&gt;I got all As for psychics which was lovely.&lt;br /&gt;And, surprisingly IT.&lt;br /&gt;The subject i despise the most. I don't even pay attention in class, i cant. I have not a clue whats going on there..&lt;br /&gt;Weird. . . It think he gave everyone all As. Well, it adds more As.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, twas the end of school for term 1. &lt;br /&gt;It was a super fun term. &lt;br /&gt;Loads more fun than Cempaka. No offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it somewhat sad that when we return in january, the christmas trees wont be there anymore. There was one in the lobby, canteen, other canteen, office, other office, in fact, every office had a tree and deco. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tralalala. Ah well, that was that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So night was prom, i ended up going on my own as Pavel had to get shoes last minute.&lt;br /&gt;The bliddy jam took me an hour and a half to get to the hotel. &lt;br /&gt;It had not started yet. Lovely thing, lateness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so many suits... &lt;br /&gt;mine was the coolest. &lt;br /&gt;Well. not really .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dash through, food was okay, there was pasta ( all that mattered) , The sherbets were bloody sour, the chaps on my table resorted to taking it in one gulp and spasming for the next minute. I did not. I am not a sheer moron ( so i tell myself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skip skip, started to get tired and was sick of the stupid light always shining into my eye. Then i went home and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Mr Wilson is really cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-3379106003061873811?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/3379106003061873811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=3379106003061873811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3379106003061873811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3379106003061873811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/12/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-2944431530710360226</id><published>2007-12-18T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T08:48:02.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flight Sim.</title><content type='html'>So Last Thursday, Sam and I went to a flight simulator pilot academy somewhere in Subang. &lt;br /&gt;We left for the Aerospace place sometime around ten or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i had malay in the morn.  I don't recall doing anything aside from doing nothing. &lt;br /&gt;Once again, we were wearing hats and eating candy canes ( thanks to nicole.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, and , i think that was the first time i actually ate a candy cane. I mean, i have always known they were edible but.... i dunno, i thought its primary use was as a christmas tree decoration. Tasted like a sweet-like sweet. Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i don't remember doing much, before break, went around in circles, collected a certificate, and went around in circles again looking for the pickup zone which i apparently passed around half a dozen times. &lt;br /&gt;And off, to the place. I sat next to Sam and discussed ways to extermina- , i mean battle other armies in computer games. Half an age later we arrived at this swanky looking place. It was next to a swanky looking school which was called " Smart School".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went in, and there were joysticks and a f-15 cockpit slap in the middle which i didn't get to have a go at. Sam got a go at this propeller computer simulated program. He didn't crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next off , ( i rather sick of using "so") , we crossed the street to the swanky school. We had pasta, my favourite ( wow, i just found out the american computer spells favourite as favorite. . .Weirdos). It wasnt half bad, actually, it was quite good. I had two boxes, the chap sitting in front of me didn't want his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, yes, i forgot to mention this chap, he was the one teaching sam how to fly. He is Thriteen. Lovely no?&lt;br /&gt;The smart fellow is taking his A- Levels already. ( i gasped. i didn't believe it.) I don't know or forgot his name so ill call him " Levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even tested "Levels" with our chemistry which we could not do and he solved it. Oh dear. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fast forward a bit. ( how do you spell foward? foward or forward?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kids below 12 should not be allowed. Two bugger below knee height were the loudest , most annoying bugger this side of the planet.&lt;br /&gt;-We waited a helluva long time for our turn and after our turn.&lt;br /&gt;- Those kids are annoying.&lt;br /&gt;- Mr Christly is funny&lt;br /&gt;- did i say those kids were annoying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, our first sim was a airbus 3 something something. I landed it and didn't crash. I rock, though, the pilot might have been helping and controlling a bit - unconfirmed - but ill go without that. I saw someone crash and the whole screen went blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, we got into the sim with hydraulics on. We had to cross this bridge to this huge box which cost 15 million USD. &lt;br /&gt;That was lovely, when we took off, i felt as though i was really inside a plane taking off, and then to the side, downwards, upwards. wow. so real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Levels" got annoying in the cockpit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam landed it rather..." smoothly" .. but he didn't crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went into the waiting room where Darth Yoda 1 and 2 began to fight. I share my candy cane which came along with a lovely christmas card i received from nick in the morn with sam and some other kid. I think it was "Levels."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tralalala a bit. The others had a go at the sim as well but thats unimportant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Christly is superbly funny.&lt;br /&gt;One of the jokes.&lt;br /&gt;Its a chemistry joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Neutron walks into a bar.&lt;br /&gt;He orders a beer and finishes it.&lt;br /&gt;Next, he asks the bartender how much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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; No Charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geddit geddit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the trip back took ages and all and i didnt get my report till the following day.&lt;br /&gt;yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-2944431530710360226?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/2944431530710360226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=2944431530710360226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2944431530710360226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2944431530710360226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/12/flight-sim.html' title='Flight Sim.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-33885797785773038</id><published>2007-12-17T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T07:50:59.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grease.</title><content type='html'>So, &lt;br /&gt;I seemed to have missed a whole week of activities which i am going to compress into a few short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting with Last Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;That day, after a horrifyingly long day, i went off to watch Grease, the school play.&lt;br /&gt;Jon came to pick me up around a quarter to seven and we buggered off to watch the play in school which is a drastically nice change from having to leave the house absurdly early to Cheras for Cempakas production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i didn't know of anyone else aside from me , jon, nazmi and jane who were watching the play on tuesday but it ended up with Lance, Desy, Nirvan Sam and Sam, Yoren and others. The show was quite good. Fraiser, Sam's Brother was quite good. All in all  a 6.5 out of ten with ten being top notch in west end. The Mike Problem brought it down .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not as good as the cempaka productions but it took a good deal lest time, less money and the practice was always after school in contrast to cempakas two straight months everyday practice and elaborate stages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun night. Songs were good and Sam's other brother, Hugh is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next post, flight simulation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-33885797785773038?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/33885797785773038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=33885797785773038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/33885797785773038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/33885797785773038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/12/grease.html' title='Grease.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-7054295441593455145</id><published>2007-12-11T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T08:00:30.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malay Class.</title><content type='html'>Today during malay, we got back our testpapers.&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt paying attention while we were marking them.&lt;br /&gt;mostly.&lt;br /&gt;Last night, i was looking at how to write cursive and i ended up playing with writing which evolved....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, it started by us having to hand p our books, and nicole had "vandalised my centre spread" so i tore it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R16ypXTuQuI/AAAAAAAAAGo/PaROYGuB65Q/s1600-h/n790915216_1844870_2622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R16ypXTuQuI/AAAAAAAAAGo/PaROYGuB65Q/s320/n790915216_1844870_2622.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142744248204804834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i got bored and started writing my name , then everyone elses. ( by this i mean the ppl sitting in our table)&lt;br /&gt;Then i drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R16zTHTuQvI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1TcupYyG5_c/s1600-h/n790915216_1844867_1275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R16zTHTuQvI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1TcupYyG5_c/s320/n790915216_1844867_1275.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142744965464343282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what yan had to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan's page.&lt;br /&gt;First he was practicing cursive handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;Then he drew our...hobbies/talents? Evan - taking over the world, Irving - basketball, Nirvan - football, me - swimming, Nicole - umm...standing with a lollipop. Then he drew hats/headgear. E - halo, I - top hat, N - jester's hat, me - crown, Nicole - hair. Then it was transport. He got a jet, Irving got a car, Neerwon got a BICYCLE (Evan can't spell), I got skates/skate+skate, Nicole got a...I don't know what she got.&lt;br /&gt;This is how bored we get in Malay class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then irving drew on a page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R16zjnTuQwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/7efPM1AVWQA/s1600-h/n790915216_1844868_1637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R16zjnTuQwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/7efPM1AVWQA/s320/n790915216_1844868_1637.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142745248932184834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He only did the Big EVAN in the middle. i did the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then The last page was blank but i dubbed it Nirvan/Yan Page.&lt;br /&gt;And sent her off to scan it.&lt;br /&gt;But... she drew on it with Rachel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R16z4nTuQxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9o-R_CvSKjQ/s1600-h/n790915216_1844869_2060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R16z4nTuQxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9o-R_CvSKjQ/s320/n790915216_1844869_2060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142745609709437714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Thats my malay class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND... i went to watch grease, launch and build a water rocket and had macdonalds today. I put that in the next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-7054295441593455145?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/7054295441593455145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=7054295441593455145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7054295441593455145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7054295441593455145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/12/malay-class.html' title='Malay Class.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MhToTKSJN4E/R16ypXTuQuI/AAAAAAAAAGo/PaROYGuB65Q/s72-c/n790915216_1844870_2622.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-3504515659502327509</id><published>2007-12-09T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T07:40:47.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>under the rainbow , under the SEA.</title><content type='html'>Anyway, this morn, i went off to BSC to have breakfast and look at the christmas decorations for the how manieth time. AND i went into the toy shop for the first time in who knows how long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a boat. &lt;br /&gt;A frigate.&lt;br /&gt;With a movable turret and rockets.&lt;br /&gt;And it floats.&lt;br /&gt;on water.&lt;br /&gt;With a propeller. ( batteries not included.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so cool. &lt;br /&gt;I named it IMPERATOR. &lt;br /&gt;So the first thing i did when i got home was launch it off into the pool. 2 seconds later i asked my bro to launch it back from the other side. The smart fellow threw it. It landed up side down but still floating. &lt;br /&gt;Of course we wernt in our swimming gear and it was in the middle of the pool and we didnt know how to retrieve it but it was still floating so that was good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, suddenly it tilted upright and sunk. ( like titanic) . &lt;br /&gt;I watched i horror as 5 seconds ago i just took it out from the box. &lt;br /&gt;So i got changed and brought down the aircraft carrier which we didnt know was sea worthy or not.&lt;br /&gt;IT was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went of and played with the ships. I love ships. I want more toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , later i went to Relish for Lunch.&lt;br /&gt;The burgers there are really good, it reminds me of GBK from london. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a RM6 000 000  without duty  car. A maclaren. WOW. &lt;br /&gt;That was cool.&lt;br /&gt;But i prefer an aston martin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, blahdibalh, went off to play tennis with Jon only to remind myself how much i suck at it.&lt;br /&gt;THEN - well lets fast foward to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY brother aimed the aircraft carrier at the Imperator and pushed it hard. &lt;br /&gt;The carrier smacked dead center the Imperator sending it spinning before capsizing and sinking again.&lt;br /&gt;Now it lies beneath the water waiting to be collected tomrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH... from green men to boats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next off, Paratroopers,&lt;br /&gt;Then, Paratroopers landing on boats.&lt;br /&gt;Then remote controlled helicopters leaving the boats and flying up to drop green men ( paratroopers ) on boats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-3504515659502327509?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/3504515659502327509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=3504515659502327509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3504515659502327509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3504515659502327509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/12/under-rainbow-under-sea.html' title='under the rainbow , under the SEA.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-7290226814166348800</id><published>2007-12-08T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T23:32:57.260-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another post by the jon'/><title type='text'>Life and stuff</title><content type='html'>I've realized, that I cannot simply keep living so.. well... simply. &lt;br /&gt;I must give up my days of carefree fun and joy.&lt;br /&gt;Many people think that I am just a fun guy to be around; that I do not ponder the ways and the inner workings of the universe, and my purpose and function in this strange state called 'life'.&lt;br /&gt;I do not blame them, for my actions and words have done nothing to prove otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;This image of me, someone who does not care about what others say or think of me and only ever has a singular transparent motive, is great and makes people more comfortable, but sadly, it is false.&lt;br /&gt;I think about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not as shallow as I seem.&lt;br /&gt;I merely do not wish to share or express my thoughts as openly as some others.&lt;br /&gt;I like pasta, that statement is true. &lt;br /&gt;That string of words however, does not necessarily confine the borders of my thought to italian cuisine.&lt;br /&gt;I think, I feel, I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never assume otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHA YOU GOT PUNK'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by~ the jon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-7290226814166348800?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/7290226814166348800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=7290226814166348800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7290226814166348800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7290226814166348800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/12/life-and-stuff.html' title='Life and stuff'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-4515730500526282798</id><published>2007-12-08T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T06:29:35.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green men.</title><content type='html'>Today, i found a bunch of toy soldiers i played when i was super young ( around 10 years ago.  { wow... im more than 10 years old.. how odd. does not feel that way})&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so tempting and in the end i succumbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so i devised  a brilliant story.  ( or unbrilliant as some might say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The High Terra Aircraft carrier of the Aurus Naval Defence was sucked into a whirpool into the depths of the planet as the part of the sea it was in was drained into a big hole.  &lt;br /&gt;Then, it was discovered there were ORKs below the crust and they detonated a bom to escape and rule the world. So the survivors of the High Terra decided to hold of the orks as they were in  a defensive position. &lt;br /&gt;AND they requested reinforcements. So, as the other battleship Imperator was nearby, it sent reinforcements.&lt;br /&gt;( as you may have noticed, im making this up as i go along.)&lt;br /&gt;So a company of the great Aurus Marines descended  into the bowels of the planet and started a defence as the planet gathered armies to halt the orks.&lt;br /&gt;Over 24 hours, all the energy and solar powered weapons and armour were made useless in the lightless area. The imperator went around collecting un modern weapons and sending it down. So , the marines ended up with WW2 gear and drones which worked, along with bombers flown in from the surface and a Mega Heat Ray Cannon set up down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It illogical but WTH . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R1qpmkZ46kI/AAAAAAAAAGE/nOscYg-yWkM/s1600-h/Photo+52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R1qpmkZ46kI/AAAAAAAAAGE/nOscYg-yWkM/s320/Photo+52.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141608404669229634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Defence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R1qpxkZ46lI/AAAAAAAAAGM/nxflnx00ODw/s1600-h/Defenses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R1qpxkZ46lI/AAAAAAAAAGM/nxflnx00ODw/s320/Defenses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141608593647790674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "CIRCLES WITH EXPLANATIONS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R1qqCEZ46mI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Lfq6IJsb_cU/s1600-h/New+army+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R1qqCEZ46mI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Lfq6IJsb_cU/s320/New+army+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141608877115632226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" EVEN MORE CIRCLES WITH EXPLANATIONS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew i could be so lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-4515730500526282798?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/4515730500526282798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=4515730500526282798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/4515730500526282798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/4515730500526282798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/12/green-men.html' title='Green men.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R1qpmkZ46kI/AAAAAAAAAGE/nOscYg-yWkM/s72-c/Photo+52.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-2594469467211736286</id><published>2007-12-07T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T00:42:29.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cough.</title><content type='html'>Well, today was the christmas bazaar. Which was quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;chrismasy and loads of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, it was a pretty normal day though i felt blur the whole day and it seemed strange.&lt;br /&gt;this whole week seemed to have been weird. &lt;br /&gt;Or maybe its just today and i think the whole week was weird or maybe im just sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday, my mum came over to school to have a meeting with teachers . ( for new students)&lt;br /&gt;Well, i got good reports. Mostly.&lt;br /&gt;well, actually all were good. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tralalalalalalaa.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really like today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-2594469467211736286?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/2594469467211736286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=2594469467211736286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2594469467211736286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2594469467211736286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/12/cough.html' title='Cough.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-8819766244612978554</id><published>2007-12-05T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T07:20:02.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Gala.</title><content type='html'>Today was Swimming gala. &lt;br /&gt;Wasnt as large a scale as cempaka's but this way, i actually watched the swimming.&lt;br /&gt;Thats a first.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i lost in the freestyle. which...&lt;br /&gt;i expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, i got a A* for Maths!&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Yippy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are christmas Trees in the front entrance and canteens!&lt;br /&gt;which i could have decorated better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O well, Add math and Malay test tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-8819766244612978554?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/8819766244612978554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=8819766244612978554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8819766244612978554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8819766244612978554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/12/swimming-gala.html' title='Swimming Gala.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-4411225573197891153</id><published>2007-12-02T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T02:57:08.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Christmas !&lt;br /&gt;Just around the corner~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Today i put up the Tree, My maid and I, double handedly while my Dad and Brother watched Independence day. Anyway, i say, it isnt too bad considering i did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill be ultimately horrifyingly morbid when Christmas is over, thus waiting another year for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tree is up!&lt;br /&gt;Tralalalalalalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up and load ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R1PfkUZ46cI/AAAAAAAAAE0/et4AwlI2-ik/s1600-R/Photo+46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R1PfkUZ46cI/AAAAAAAAAE0/hBOOJ6n7ZUM/s320/Photo+46.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139697414805449154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R1Pf1EZ46dI/AAAAAAAAAE8/f-1yOwuG3wY/s1600-R/Photo+48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R1Pf1EZ46dI/AAAAAAAAAE8/thz6v_6jmtI/s320/Photo+48.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139697702568258002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R1PglEZ46eI/AAAAAAAAAFE/q-nsBb8HQlM/s1600-R/Photo+51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R1PglEZ46eI/AAAAAAAAAFE/dHyiFdwW3Jo/s320/Photo+51.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139698527201978850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Carol CD~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R1Pgx0Z46fI/AAAAAAAAAFM/-HQGZDPbDo0/s1600-R/Photo+50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R1Pgx0Z46fI/AAAAAAAAAFM/iLbpJFHEFBU/s320/Photo+50.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139698746245310962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, i hung this on the Door but as a joke and My Dad took it away and hung it somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R1Pg5kZ46gI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Rw2Fsq6Znsc/s1600-R/Photo+49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R1Pg5kZ46gI/AAAAAAAAAFU/-PjAcRs0ZPA/s320/Photo+49.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139698879389297154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 Christmas songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Feliz Navidad&lt;br /&gt;2.Imm Dreaming of a white Christmas~&lt;br /&gt;3.Rocking around the Christmas Tree~&lt;br /&gt;4.Silver Bells~&lt;br /&gt;5.Jingle Bell Rock~&lt;br /&gt;6.Jingle bells~&lt;br /&gt;7.Silent Night~&lt;br /&gt;8.I saw mommy kissing Santa Clause~&lt;br /&gt;9. Litltle Drummer Boy~&lt;br /&gt;10.Merry Christmas~&lt;br /&gt;11. Joy To the World~&lt;br /&gt;12.Santa Clause is coming to town~&lt;br /&gt;12. The Donkey song which name escapes me~&lt;br /&gt;13 . On the First Day of Christmas, Mt True Love gave...~&lt;br /&gt;14. Let It Snow Let it Snow Let it Snow&lt;br /&gt;15.All i want for christmas is you~&lt;br /&gt;16.Winter Wonderland~&lt;br /&gt;17. O Come All ye Faithfull~&lt;br /&gt;18. Hark The Herald Angels Sing~&lt;br /&gt;19. Away in a Manger~&lt;br /&gt;20. The First Noel~&lt;br /&gt;21. All i want for Christmas is my two front teeth~&lt;br /&gt;22.Rudolf the Red nose Reindeer~&lt;br /&gt;23.Good king Wencelas~&lt;br /&gt;24.A baby is born in betheleham~&lt;br /&gt;25.Frosty the snowman~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-4411225573197891153?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/4411225573197891153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=4411225573197891153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/4411225573197891153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/4411225573197891153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R1PfkUZ46cI/AAAAAAAAAE0/hBOOJ6n7ZUM/s72-c/Photo+46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-174442490145237344</id><published>2007-11-26T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T08:17:53.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horses and Peter Pan</title><content type='html'>On saturday, Jon and I went to watch The Horse Grand Prix Race thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were Vips so we just sat ate and videoed the Lancers. Other than that it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;We were Vips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, i went to peter pan ( forced by amanda) and it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;coudnt see amanda though,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain hook was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, i really wanted to write long post about these on the days  i attended them but now i dont feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, and i love it when it christmas, especially in BSC.&lt;br /&gt;When all the deco are up and all. And dozens of christmas trees and carols everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for December Hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tralala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-174442490145237344?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/174442490145237344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=174442490145237344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/174442490145237344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/174442490145237344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/11/horses-and-peter-pan.html' title='Horses and Peter Pan'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-2057039980563916947</id><published>2007-11-24T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T09:18:47.251-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='She Deserves A Label Of Her Own'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicole Is So Rad'/><title type='text'>Nicole rocks your multi-coloured socks.</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA I HACKED INTO EVAN'S BLOG ACCOUNT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or he gave me his password. Something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He promised I could write the hundredth post, so this is it. Your long-awaited blahblahblah.doc. Go get some popcorn and a chair cushion. It'll be long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I contemplated writing all about what I did today (get an award for passing my practical exam and a free book!), but sad as it may be, it's still Evan's blog. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after three minutes of pondering, here's a list of 100 things I find weird about Evan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NOTE: Before I start, you should know that lately I've been extremely tired and uninspired. Meaning my writing might sound awfully weird or Awfully weird with an uppercase A.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;100 Things I Find Weird About Evan.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He has totally Malaysianified his name, thus making it sound bad. Evan (pronounced eh-ven) is a nice name. Evan (pronounced ee-vah-n), however much you accent each syllable, is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He has lady's fingers, and I don't mean a love for the vegetable. His fingers are long and slender and -- OMG, THEY'RE WORSE THAN JON'S. That's beyond weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He never brings his homework diary to school. Coming from Cempaka, that's completely weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. He has a stuffed elephant and is fifteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. His brother has a nicer name than he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. He isn't ticklish. What kind of a freak isn't ticklish? You can poke him all you want, but he won't flinch. He'd stand there and wait for you to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. He makes typos more than I say "haha" in a convo. That's a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. He is tall and wears glasses. That's pretty weird, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. He listens to The Pussycat Dolls. Need I say more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. He calls you up at midnight on Skype to read out his English homework. And doesn't realise when you turn your speakers off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. He has an amazingly short attention span. I am not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. He can't remember anything for nuts. He's worse than my dad -- AND MY DAD'S OLD, SO HE HAS AN EXCUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. He doesn't have a dog. Who doesn't have a dog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I, up until now, had no idea I was writing this post under the Edit HTML tab. This is just a glimpse of my geniusnessness.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. He talks faster than I do. Occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. He said "I'm going to prom" and then asked "Do I need a tux?". Hahahaha that's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. He doesn't do homework until ten at night. And until he came along, I was sure I was the only one who did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. He can play Eldeweiss on the guitar. Weirdoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. He whacks you on your shoulder multiple times when he wants to talk to you. This is weird, bordering rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. His initials spell &lt;em&gt;elth&lt;/em&gt;. HAHAHAHA THAT'S JUST WEIRD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. He can't spell concur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. He calls football soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. AND HE SUPPORTS ARSENAL. What on Earth. They drew with Manu tonight, four all. You see, if CHELSEA played, they woulda kicked Manchester United's manchestery butt. So, in conclusion, supporting Arsenal is a stupid decision and should be classified as weird for the sole purpose of this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That was written on the night Manchester United actually played Arsenal. Otherwise I am suffering from a condition that has me watching make-believe football matches.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. When he first met me, he thought I was shy. HAHAHAHA that deserved a spot on this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. He doesn't know what Mufti means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. He believed me when I told him the nail polish I was (messily) applying would come off easily with soap and water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 and 1/2. He let me paint his nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 and 3/4. He let DAVID paint his nails! What kind of an almost-guy lets another almost-guy paint their nails?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. He took dance classes. (Sorry if that was some kind of unknown secret you kept from all your friends.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. He beat Armand in a pillow fight. This is weird, seeing as we're talking about &lt;em&gt;Evan&lt;/em&gt; here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. He was beaten up by a bunch of kids in Year Five. That means they were, *counts on fingers*, nine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. He reads Wikipedia like I read people's minds. (That means a lot, because I'm psychic like that. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. He spells &lt;em&gt;moi&lt;/em&gt; 'mua' and insists it's cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. He has a psycho-freak-stalker who doesn't even exsist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. He thinks ninjas aren't cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. He thinks Tekton Pro looks like his handwriting, BUT FOR MARCAO FERNANDEZ'S SAKE, it does not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. He spelt &lt;em&gt;pesimistik&lt;/em&gt; wrong, thus getting only 24/25 for his Malay vocab test. So much for being Mr. I-So-Smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. He spontaneously puts on fake English accents when you least expect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Did I mention that he's tall and wears glasses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. He got trashed by both Nirvan and his brother in Halo 3 and still thinks he pwns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. His house is purple. Or rather, partially purple (alliteration!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. He can't write poems to save his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39 and 1/2. He thinks &lt;em&gt;God&lt;/em&gt; rhymes with &lt;em&gt;dog&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. He shares the same nickname as a Pokemon character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. He overuses the words 'nut', or 'nut-case', or 'nutter', or 'nut' in its plural form, &lt;em&gt;nuts&lt;/em&gt;. I have yet to hear him say &lt;em&gt;nutty&lt;/em&gt;, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. He likes the numbers 5, 7, 12, 15 and other multiples of 5, like 103, 395, 275. If that isn't weird, I'm not quite sure what is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. He hasn't changed his MSN username for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. When asked to tell me something weird about himself, he replied, &lt;em&gt;I love my pillows&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. He likes to read. But the weird part comes from be able to read in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. When asked to tell me another something weird about himself, he replied, &lt;em&gt;I like...er...dreaming.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Evan likes falcons, horses, dogs and dolphins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. He, I quote, wants a picture of his nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. He likes pasta and thinks it's edible. Pfft. Pasta. Edible. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. He pronounces tomato toe-mah-toe. It doesn't get any weirder than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it. 100 (or so) reasons why I think Evan is weird. It's past midnight and I'm sick of typing, so I'll end it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks exactly one month since I got my beloved iPod stolen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Okay, &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt; I'll end it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit// Ignore the post below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uncle Sam wants YOU to boycott Jon's blog!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should remiain under-visited and spamless. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE EVER-AMAZING, EVER-AWESOME, EVER-ALLTHEGOODWORDSYOU'DFINDINATHEASAURUS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole, Queen Of The Universe (conveniently abbreviated down to BBQ).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-2057039980563916947?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/2057039980563916947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=2057039980563916947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2057039980563916947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2057039980563916947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/11/nicole-is-so-rad-she-deserves-title-of.html' title='Nicole rocks your multi-coloured socks.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-161059689686592972</id><published>2007-11-23T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:03:37.473-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taken over'/><title type='text'>This is jon</title><content type='html'>I have successfully taken evan's computer hostage, in doing so, I have achieved the ability to destroy his reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit my blog, or the same fate shall befall you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post will probably be deleted, but then again, I'm contributing to his post count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor went to a furniture store&lt;br /&gt;Guess what he bought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a periodic table! bwahahhahahahaahahaaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-161059689686592972?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/161059689686592972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=161059689686592972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/161059689686592972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/161059689686592972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-is-jon.html' title='This is jon'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-6872625956207097028</id><published>2007-11-23T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T07:48:24.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Black Again!</title><content type='html'>Well, my hair is back to its normal uncoloured state thus the im black again. (  well, in bio , all hair is actually dark brown except if from the indian subcontinent ergo the title should be im Dark Brown again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was mufti day , which i havnt a clue why its called mufti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ill jst list out the things that happened before i tell the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, did i mention the theme is crazy hair.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Today reminded me why i dont use gel often.&lt;br /&gt;2. coloured hairspray stinks&lt;br /&gt;3. Nirvan's wig is .. wow...&lt;br /&gt;4. i own with a sniper in halo 3.&lt;br /&gt;5. I beat armand in a pillow fight. &lt;br /&gt;6. Nicole did not record our pillow fight.&lt;br /&gt;7. I am not going to let nicole paint my nails again. ( armand and David samy too.) In fact, im am not gona paint my nails again.&lt;br /&gt;8. krispy kreme is good.&lt;br /&gt;9. Auctions are cool.&lt;br /&gt;10. Raffle prizes were cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R0bJTPgNNKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/vNNvj2FMCKc/s1600-h/n769644534_392802_4439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R0bJTPgNNKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/vNNvj2FMCKc/s320/n769644534_392802_4439.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136013757478941858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nirvan , emina and me. The other pics of me sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, got up, blahblah, wasnt sure if it was suppose to be uniformed or casual. Irving and nicole ad told me it was casual but i wasnt sure so i sms nirvan who called back and told me it was casual.  then blah. school. Went all the way up, to class, seing many many wierd hairstyles everywhere. Got to class. Wow. ...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Wow. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i borrowed a bunch of hairsprays and it stunk. Then Nirvan and I went walking around the school before registration. &lt;br /&gt;O btw, did i mention Nirvans was super cool. He had this wig that fit his head almost prefect.With Pink hair and he was wearing a pink shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we saw teachers spraying their hair and some really cool hairdos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to find our store, which we wernt suppose to yet but , yeah. we coudnt find it.  So, we went off to class for an extended boring registartion watching some educational movie.&lt;br /&gt;Soon, after, Nirvan and I kicked some people in Halo 3. A little after, i and david lost to ethian and nirvan in another match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we went to look for our second shift which didnt work out, so i went to disturb nicole . So, nirvan and i took over from pak ling the store which we made tonnes of coupons, an never ending row of customers who came to throw ping pongs ( sad people...) So, we were giving out prize coupons by the dozens (literally).  Loads of people came in to help (cause i was there. jkjk) like jon who looked wet, cheng wei, danial and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Then! .. yeah.. i dont really remeber  but i think i gave sam a krispy kreme i owed him and had one of nicoles sushi.&lt;br /&gt;Blah. some thing happened , then, then, then, yeah.....&lt;br /&gt;So skip a bit, and Armand and I were pummeling each other into submission with pillows.I won.&lt;br /&gt;Nicole was suppose to video tape our fight but NOOOOO, she had to be too slow... yeesh, i tell you. (jk jk nick.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i dont really remeber but we were all around the place. We had pizza , well i did anyway .Jon and Tim had donuts. Green donuts. Green. Greeeen!...  O, Armand and I went to the Grand Hall To watch the auction. That was cool. A slave auction. A slave for the entire week.   .. Some prices went up to 600.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you.... .... that was quite cool actually. Though, i woudnt have bought anyone  ( due to the lak of money) but i think we would all have chipped in to buy timmy* if he was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime now, Mina took pics of all the Ceegos. &lt;br /&gt;I was the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, The most dreadfull thing happened. Nicole persuadded me to colour my nails. I said okay, .. It didnt sound so bad, until i saw the bottles. wow. ... And then Armand wanted to try and paint also. and David. I was freaked out then. My nails turned out devastating after which armand loaded it with glitter. Ill post a pic soon. Armands were thick, Davids were thin and Nicoles were all over the place because she coudnt stop laughing while she was painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then , i think armand said something about my nice fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote.&lt;br /&gt;" Hey, without your body, your hands would look like beyonces"&lt;br /&gt;Someoneelse: "isnt beyonce black?"&lt;br /&gt;"...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had some stuff, lounging around,. Cotton candy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are evil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I charged into this bouncy room. The purpose : To be beaten by small kids.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously i was not one to take the evil risk of it. &lt;br /&gt;Jon went first.&lt;br /&gt;They swarmed me, i could not move. &lt;br /&gt;And i could here the others out side Encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disticntly remeber nicole saying. "Hit him in the stomach"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jon smirking .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a girl whack me in the stomach. That hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, A while later was the raffle thingy. The bands were cool and the raffle prizes were awesome. I wanted the guitar or the suite in shangrila or the phone . Wow. The raffle prizes rocked.&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting near jon saneu tim emina nicole and armand. Jon was telling us his pickup lines and saneu was telling us his jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day ended with a band playing "Scotty dosnt know"....&lt;br /&gt;On stage, in front of teachers and everyone./...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went home soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill post pics when i get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R0b1ffgNNLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HVgN9gvNl0g/s1600-h/n769644534_393049_985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R0b1ffgNNLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HVgN9gvNl0g/s320/n769644534_393049_985.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136062346443961522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha this one looks weird. So weird its cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R0b11fgNNMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/9icZV2s-dJA/s1600-h/n777540576_1742237_4985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R0b11fgNNMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/9icZV2s-dJA/s320/n777540576_1742237_4985.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136062724401083586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R0b2EfgNNNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RUX7fcX7jwA/s1600-h/n769644534_393052_2400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R0b2EfgNNNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RUX7fcX7jwA/s320/n769644534_393052_2400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136062982099121362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceego United!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-6872625956207097028?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/6872625956207097028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=6872625956207097028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6872625956207097028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6872625956207097028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-black-again.html' title='Im Black Again!'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MhToTKSJN4E/R0bJTPgNNKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/vNNvj2FMCKc/s72-c/n769644534_392802_4439.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-8832858534656847163</id><published>2007-11-22T03:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T07:29:34.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well.</title><content type='html'>So, i think i didnt do to well on maths and i know i didnt do to well on IT.&lt;br /&gt;i really dont like IT.&lt;br /&gt;Why did it have to be a compulsory subject.&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every thursday, waiting for the day to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i played warbook on facebook and its quite cool. Go get it.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the post below was meant to be a really long one about christmas but ill do it another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got krispy kreme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-8832858534656847163?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/8832858534656847163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=8832858534656847163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8832858534656847163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8832858534656847163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/11/well.html' title='Well.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-7208462547387993465</id><published>2007-11-19T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T08:26:18.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R0GGkfgNNJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/OUyiMqAQyhk/s1600-h/xmas-tree4c.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/R0GGkfgNNJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/OUyiMqAQyhk/s320/xmas-tree4c.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134533011669070994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-7208462547387993465?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/7208462547387993465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=7208462547387993465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7208462547387993465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7208462547387993465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/11/christmas.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MhToTKSJN4E/R0GGkfgNNJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/OUyiMqAQyhk/s72-c/xmas-tree4c.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-3152767130572792709</id><published>2007-11-17T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T05:23:01.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lovely handwriting.</title><content type='html'>OI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf, its not coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this is it. I mean, close to it. Sorta. Tekton PRO. uhuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/Rz7oY_gNNGI/AAAAAAAAADc/t2GQ_seLE4M/s1600-h/Photo+37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/Rz7oY_gNNGI/AAAAAAAAADc/t2GQ_seLE4M/s320/Photo+37.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133796141309965410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inverted. Go look at right to left as i have no idea on how to uninvert it, well i do have an idea but its not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF.. i just found out the blog cant show my lovely handwriting in digital form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Now, Go Spam one of ur contacts, Switch font to Tekton Pro Bold Condensed. That should be around my handwriting but, with sharper points on M, N, and other point areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chooi Ern doesnt Believe my handwriting. &lt;br /&gt;This is what iget for haveing bad handwriting for an age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNINVERTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/Rz7rI_gNNII/AAAAAAAAADs/Si37eR5mLuo/s1600-h/Photo+37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/Rz7rI_gNNII/AAAAAAAAADs/Si37eR5mLuo/s320/Photo+37.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133799164966941826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-3152767130572792709?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/3152767130572792709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=3152767130572792709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3152767130572792709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3152767130572792709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-lovely-handwriting.html' title='My Lovely handwriting.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MhToTKSJN4E/Rz7oY_gNNGI/AAAAAAAAADc/t2GQ_seLE4M/s72-c/Photo+37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-6017498624672423194</id><published>2007-11-16T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T06:15:32.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escapist.</title><content type='html'>J way has just shown me a new game reviewer.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like it. Wonderful. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can top this dude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.escapistmagazine.com/articles/view/editorials/zeropunctuation/2304-Zero-Punctuation-Halo-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats for halo 3. watch t. then click the links by the side for other games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing better.&lt;br /&gt;This guy rocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-6017498624672423194?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/6017498624672423194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=6017498624672423194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6017498624672423194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6017498624672423194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/11/escapist.html' title='Escapist.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-1922584639825839106</id><published>2007-11-14T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T01:54:54.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bersih Rally.</title><content type='html'>Last week, at least i think last week, there was a rally in Kl against corrupted elections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was sorta cool, i mean, its not good. But , it was in the news (international of course.) and Malaysia made it on the Front page of Wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2007_Bersih_rally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was on the front page of Wiki .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 40 k ppl turned up around Kl, even though the papers only stated 4000 turned up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( The Writer for the article could have been careless and could have missed a 0. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the International news made a huge deal about it, showing pics which  showed malaysia as a problematic country. Well , &lt;br /&gt;from the tapes, it looked like a movie. People runnng around, Water raining everywhere, hoses directed at ppl, Fire trucks which looked like reinforced armoured vehicles moving along the streets. Walls upon shield walls of Riot police in full body armour ( Which i have to credit, does look pretty cool, in red and black.) lining the streets and moving foward. Teargas fired from grenade launchers ( i think.). Sweet, they could make a movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuts. My buttton for pics isnt working. ill add photos of the cool riot police later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the end, we got something in to the Istana for the king to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the government response was expected, Hushing up and downgrading the matter. Which is fine. One needs it for public order. But, the ministers debate with Al jazeera was sadly .... sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they should reeducate the government on English. And, some of the Al Jazeera Questions are rather good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a democratic country, why dont you allow these marches. Why are prosecuting them? ( or something like that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer. We did in the beggining but we compromised. (something like that.) - this dosnt exactly answer the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, The minister could just have been stressed, so i dont blame him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was rather exciting. - The Riot Police were cool. Frigging cool. Red Helmets and Black Armour. Riot shields. Sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-1922584639825839106?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/1922584639825839106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=1922584639825839106' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/1922584639825839106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/1922584639825839106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/11/bersih-rally.html' title='Bersih Rally.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-9130275252138821023</id><published>2007-11-10T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T02:46:30.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lions for Lambs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/0d/Lambs_first_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/0d/Lambs_first_poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lions For Lambs.&lt;br /&gt;Good Show, slow but okay. I give it a  6/10. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never have i seen such brave soildiers, true lions, yet they are led by lambs."&lt;br /&gt;or something like that. &lt;br /&gt;I saw that on my computer game and i think they said that in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the movie is really slow and almost all talking, so i suggest if u need a lot of gunfire, dont watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the movie is an american propaganda for the Iraq and Afganistan Wars, though it does state some really good facts which are true, and Tom Cruises Speech troughout the movie was quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Story is split into 3 ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Cruise/Meryl Streep - Senator/Journalist who discuss world blah and a  new offensive startegy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. / Smart student - Lazy guy is tryng to be inspired by Prof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soildier/Soildier- 2 Spec Ops. in Afganistan who were actually in Uni with the Prof but decided that they should fight for their country instead of going to a good school. Their Chopper gets shot by Taliban and they are staranded as they fend off for themselves.They die as rescue arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-9130275252138821023?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/9130275252138821023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=9130275252138821023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/9130275252138821023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/9130275252138821023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/11/lions-for-lambs.html' title='Lions for Lambs.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-8882716067371984482</id><published>2007-11-06T07:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T07:46:56.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Junk food.</title><content type='html'>Today , i stuffed myself with junk.&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly bad. just not healthy. But tasty. yet sorta bad. Tasty.&lt;br /&gt;i always go straight for Macdonalds....wierd...&lt;br /&gt;Even when there are a hundred different types of edible things around. I go to Macdonalds with a 99% chance of getting a Fillet O fish and 1% chance of a quarter pounder. I dont find anything else good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Immensly bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mac donalds ice cream is quite good. But the chocolate covering thing is .....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can get a bit annoying after a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-8882716067371984482?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/8882716067371984482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=8882716067371984482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8882716067371984482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8882716067371984482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/11/junk-food.html' title='Junk food.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-9158700211631484756</id><published>2007-11-05T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T08:04:32.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Despise My File.</title><content type='html'>I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Fishing thing. It Just has to Misplace itself the day befre chem.Lousy piece of ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it. Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;I mean come back&lt;br /&gt;Come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where in the world can it be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-9158700211631484756?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/9158700211631484756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=9158700211631484756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/9158700211631484756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/9158700211631484756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-despise-my-file.html' title='I Despise My File.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-6474715128185138353</id><published>2007-11-02T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T09:25:42.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tralalalala</title><content type='html'>lalala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im bored. Lazy to update nowadays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today, my ball got confiscated. And returned.&lt;br /&gt;My Latin book was brilliant. &lt;br /&gt;and... &lt;br /&gt;i had something to eat for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some one gimme a topic to talk a bout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-6474715128185138353?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/6474715128185138353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=6474715128185138353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6474715128185138353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6474715128185138353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/11/tralalalala.html' title='Tralalalala'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-300805518935344140</id><published>2007-10-31T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T06:29:48.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>Dumdumdumdum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lazy to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, My Team in MUN trashed *uhum* the opponents (..?) with our super cool resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;And.. My drawing ( *yes.. Drawing. ( as in pencils ( it took a long time mind you.))) is in the registration area in the space program showcase. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go See!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much more ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp was fun. &lt;br /&gt;sweets, repelling, trek, maggi mee, poker, run, raft , games,  raft, pool, dance, maggi mee, tele, poker, walk, run , games , sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sums it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-300805518935344140?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/300805518935344140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=300805518935344140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/300805518935344140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/300805518935344140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-6240881330958024477</id><published>2007-10-26T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T09:26:29.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp</title><content type='html'>im really sleepy now as i onlyhad around 5-7 hours of sleep in the last 72 hours, so i might miss out  a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so, the bus!&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of sweets... too many.&lt;br /&gt;Then of to rooms when we arived. Not too shabby. Quite good actually.&lt;br /&gt;My room:&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;Jon&lt;br /&gt;james&lt;br /&gt;jway&lt;br /&gt;ardimas&lt;br /&gt;vincent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next door was, Sam Barton, armand,pavell,Tim, hanrick, and julian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent like 85% of my time in their room. they had cards and balls, and speakers and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to groups then Rappeling / Repelling /Rapleing/ Replaing , Whatever.... The jumpy thingy from top to bottom. Hahaha, the beginning was super scary. Nazmi said i went pale at the leaning bit, but after that i was fine, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...er....i dont rememeber now, i edit tomorow and continue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-6240881330958024477?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/6240881330958024477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=6240881330958024477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6240881330958024477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6240881330958024477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/10/camp.html' title='Camp'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-3524996811796690843</id><published>2007-10-26T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T04:38:36.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>Yay! (maybe)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Selangor/city/kl/place/pollutedness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havnt blogged in who knows how long. (maybe a week)&lt;br /&gt;I just had a shower And, im no longer caked in a 3 day layer of mud. ( which was kinda col actually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp was cool, ill talk about it later, though i got loads of bruises, i think, which were obtained through non camp related activities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-3524996811796690843?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/3524996811796690843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=3524996811796690843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3524996811796690843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3524996811796690843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/10/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-3025754123149192255</id><published>2007-10-12T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T08:23:08.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oldness</title><content type='html'>why is eveyone calling me old? &lt;br /&gt;First chewy - "oldman"&lt;br /&gt;Now oldness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I AM NOT OLD.    &lt; ---   ( obviously im lying to myself )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only point of this post is so i feel better by lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to the compilation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-3025754123149192255?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/3025754123149192255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=3025754123149192255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3025754123149192255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3025754123149192255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/10/oldness.html' title='Oldness'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-2491742659740952736</id><published>2007-10-12T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T08:17:25.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Compilation #2</title><content type='html'>Compilation #1  continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 8 -I will not build my stronghold in a volcano, cave or a really big hole. Heroes will just use a helicopter / parachute /rappel to come down and distrupt my plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 9 -In my stronghold, the corridors will not have any nooks and cranies, bits potruding outwards as this might help a hero hide as my clumsy guards past them and it gives them cover in a firefight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 10 - I will not have any imposing big structures in my stronghold / castle, a hero would blow it up, or if he had superhuman strength, throw it and hit me thus killing me. If a statue of myself is nessceary, light material like paper or styrofoam will be used. Imagine his face when it hits me, then I (the overlord) get out of the rubble and say "kill him" Hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compilation #2  Escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 11 - I will have two headquaters, a primary one and a secondary one . ( Just in case )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 12- When the hero and his rebels /party /idiots attacks and besieges my stronghold/castle, i will take my escape pod to the secondary stronghold and direct the defence from there instead of trying to escape once the hero reaches my inner sanctum .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 13 -If by any chance, he reaches my inner sanctum as i escape, i will not turn around and say some lousy lame one liner therby buying him time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 14 - If by some chance, the hero attacks the secondary sanctum first, i will direct its defence from the primary one or just blow it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 15 - The escape pod will have a nice leather comfy chair, good television, good stering, drinks, food, good stereo with good music , a manual system just in case while escaping, my landing pad is attacked, a first aid kit and a fully working gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next compilation, Damsels in Distress and Strongholds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-2491742659740952736?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/2491742659740952736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=2491742659740952736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2491742659740952736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2491742659740952736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/10/compilation-2.html' title='Compilation #2'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-4968642077422725562</id><published>2007-10-12T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T03:45:19.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overlord</title><content type='html'>As an Supervillian, Evil Overlord, Emperor of a great empire, Master of Darkness, Ruler of Everything, Guy bent on world domination, I have decided to compile a series of things which might be helpful to one who may be like me. &lt;br /&gt;Most of these are challenging the fact that Overlords are stupid.&lt;br /&gt;We are evil, not stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Compilation. # 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 1 - All of my Orbital Drop Shocktroopers/Stormtroopers of Doom / Legion of Darkness , will be trained to shoot a man sized figure at a range of at least 10 metres. Anyone who cant will be shot. ( Better yet, they will be used as target practice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 2 - When i am about to shoot a captured hero/heroine/pack of heroes, and they ask if i am going to tell them what my evil plan is about, ill shoot him/her/them and then say No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 3-  I will be secure with my superiority and sanity. I will not go around leaving perfectly solveble clues for the hero to find out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 4 - I will never utter the sentence "Before I kill you, you should know..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rule 5 - i will only hire assasins, mercenaries who do work for money, all the mercs and hired bounty hunters who do it for the " thrill" or "fun" tend to do stupid and are incompetent, handicapping himself to allow the hero a better fighting chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; rule 6 - I will not be stupid . If I have an unstoppable super-weapon/ doomsday gun / magic stone, I will use it immediatly instead of putting it in reserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 7 - I will have no Children. A son would eventually want to upsurp me  . It is likely he will fail but he will incite a rebellion. A daughter would be as lovely as she was evil, but one good look at a handsome hero and there is no doubt she will betray me. If it is inevitable and either of this happens, i will have them shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compilation # 2 is on the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-4968642077422725562?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/4968642077422725562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=4968642077422725562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/4968642077422725562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/4968642077422725562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/10/overlord.html' title='Overlord'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-5456906668958543624</id><published>2007-10-11T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T23:17:00.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evan's new profile.</title><content type='html'>Evan is Superintelligent, and has Machiavellian ambitions, including goals of world domination. He has compared his personality and mannerisms to those of a Bond villain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan's sophisticated attitude, nature and mannerisms are juxtaposed with typical childish interests and actions. While highly literate and able to quote witty lines, he is also entranced by the simpsons and family guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan succumbs to other weaknesses of children his age — Staring too long at the Computer Screen and believing planes actually fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan's grasp of philospophy, world dominance and bad spelling has lead him to fantasize and compelled him to start the building of his great Capital "Aurus".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan likes pasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emina :  "you are so full of urself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-5456906668958543624?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/5456906668958543624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=5456906668958543624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/5456906668958543624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/5456906668958543624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/10/evans-new-profile.html' title='Evan&apos;s new profile.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-5038380313472017862</id><published>2007-10-11T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T10:03:48.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evan.</title><content type='html'>E-Van , Eh-Van, E-Vee, Brown Door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorta forgot the difference, accept the Kitchn towel ( that does sound a bit different dosnt it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beggining, i was like correcting people and teachers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-Van, not Eh-van&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i cant tell the difference and dont notice it when someone calls me Eh-Van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I Do notice, Slightly, well, most of the time, sorta, when called Kitchen towel. It does  not start with a E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was called Jon like 5 times today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-5038380313472017862?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/5038380313472017862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=5038380313472017862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/5038380313472017862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/5038380313472017862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/10/evan.html' title='Evan.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-1366102566900340876</id><published>2007-10-11T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T07:51:04.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11th of the tenth of the two thousandth and seventh</title><content type='html'>This morning was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;I hope no teacer reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning , like 15 of us crowded into the lift.&lt;br /&gt;( we are not suppose to use it, if we kena caught, doom.0&lt;br /&gt;in the lift, somebody went, " o have a bad feeling about this"&lt;br /&gt;The nirvan went , " Please dont let us be caught,Please dont let us be caught,Please dont let us be caught,Please dont let us be caught."&lt;br /&gt;Then the lift opened.&lt;br /&gt;We all cringed......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then no one was there&lt;br /&gt;" GO! GO!" everyone went out, then as we opened the 2nd door, a teacher came strolling out.&lt;br /&gt;sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really Dont like IT. I didnt understand half the stuff there, and was semi-swearing with nazmi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-1366102566900340876?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/1366102566900340876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=1366102566900340876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/1366102566900340876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/1366102566900340876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/10/11th-of-tenth-of-twothousandth-and.html' title='11th of the tenth of the two thousandth and seventh'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-8152218550042821653</id><published>2007-10-10T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T09:22:47.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angkasawan</title><content type='html'>I am currently watching the angkasawan thing, couple more minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why Its called Angkasawan... I mean its malay and all but why coudnt we get a -Naut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eg. Astronaut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosmonaut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thaikonaut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sleep, its 1220 now. ill edit thsi tomolo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-8152218550042821653?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/8152218550042821653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=8152218550042821653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8152218550042821653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8152218550042821653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/10/angkasawan.html' title='Angkasawan'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-2553856258321222836</id><published>2007-10-09T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T07:06:03.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doodah.</title><content type='html'>Today was super tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Aerospace today was cool, F-16s,F-15s, and the A10 Thunderbolt Aircraft.&lt;br /&gt;Twas awesome.&lt;br /&gt;The younger kids didnt know what they were talking about, unlike Armand, armands brother and I. &lt;br /&gt;We knew everything.&lt;br /&gt;Well, armand knew more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made paper planes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh rite,&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Jon and I devised the future of flashbang grenades!&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant plan!&lt;br /&gt;So you see, one needs a sphere full of mirrors with ano-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill just stop there. It was a crazy idea...      ( therefore it MUST work.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a killer amount of homework, since i skived of school last week. sigh.A bunch of diagrams to be drawn in an hour before i sleep for add math tomorow......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ! A breakthrough! we have almost, quite nearly, to the extent, finished the Treaty of Versailles in History. Twas Interestng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like using Twas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I have figured out my birthday is this friday. Honestly, i completely forgot .until like yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;so whoever is out there ( accquanted or unaccquainted) , &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy me a present.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hint ( xbox 360 with halo 3)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-2553856258321222836?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/2553856258321222836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=2553856258321222836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2553856258321222836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2553856258321222836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/10/doodah.html' title='Doodah.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-3613586732559121570</id><published>2007-10-05T05:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T05:46:09.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I almost forgot.</title><content type='html'>Yep. PMR ended today, i had almost forgot with the greatness of Halo 3 blinding my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean .. YES! PMR over....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brillliant....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it sucks as well.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more mindless studying, no more geo, sej,kh, proper bm.&lt;br /&gt;i like those subs aside from bm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd Monday..... i have school... haiyo......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks........    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-3613586732559121570?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/3613586732559121570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=3613586732559121570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3613586732559121570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/3613586732559121570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-almost-forgot.html' title='I almost forgot.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-1369483651367357740</id><published>2007-10-05T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T04:17:24.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HALO 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/RwYb4g9C2jI/AAAAAAAAADE/6o_P9M0_8Yo/s1600-h/halo3_002.200692510555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/RwYb4g9C2jI/AAAAAAAAADE/6o_P9M0_8Yo/s320/halo3_002.200692510555.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117808684285745714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.Halo 3 rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most awesome game ever.&lt;br /&gt;SO briliant&lt;br /&gt;Awesome&lt;br /&gt;sweet&lt;br /&gt;Mega Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/RwYdFw9C2lI/AAAAAAAAADU/_2SvR52dVnM/s1600-h/halo+wars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/RwYdFw9C2lI/AAAAAAAAADU/_2SvR52dVnM/s320/halo+wars.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117810011430640210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Marnes everywhere , Tanks firng in formation Dropsship dropping things, and dropships picking things.Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Mongoses Driving everywhere, Big walker tanks, Trucks, Helicopters, rockets machineguns plasma spikes eveywhereAwesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH...&lt;br /&gt;So awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the cinematics were so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;detailed and shooting was incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weapons rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master Chief.&lt;br /&gt;Watch this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://dsc.discovery.com/tv/last-one-standing/halo-sweeps/halo-sweeps.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/RwYc5A9C2kI/AAAAAAAAADM/CBzakwayl7I/s1600-h/halowars_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/RwYc5A9C2kI/AAAAAAAAADM/CBzakwayl7I/s320/halowars_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117809792387308098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-1369483651367357740?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/RwYb4g9C2jI/AAAAAAAAADE/6o_P9M0_8Yo/s72-c/halo3_002.200692510555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-9052622595186276444</id><published>2007-09-23T10:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T10:30:49.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maths is evil.</title><content type='html'>I dislike, Really dislike Transformations, rotations and whatnot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-9052622595186276444?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/9052622595186276444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=9052622595186276444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/9052622595186276444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/9052622595186276444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/09/maths-is-evil.html' title='Maths is evil.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-5132000101137783524</id><published>2007-09-23T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T09:27:50.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maths</title><content type='html'>Maths....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never leave maths homework till eleven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-5132000101137783524?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/5132000101137783524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=5132000101137783524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/5132000101137783524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/5132000101137783524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/09/maths.html' title='Maths'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-8182978513147479779</id><published>2007-09-22T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T10:05:38.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helium</title><content type='html'>I have thus far learnt today that helium is amusing. ( so are many other things. eg : fireworks, explosions, dogs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also learnt i cannot take much helium without feeling like puking unlike jon who was sucking up every balloon he came across, therby depleting the oxygen in his body and leaving me uncontestedly smarter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From wiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice of a person who has inhaled helium temporarily sounds high-pitched. This is because the speed of sound in helium is nearly three times greater than in air. Because the fundamental frequency of a gas-filled cavity is proportional to the speed of sound in the gas, when helium is inhaled there is a corresponding increase in the resonant frequencies of the vocal tract.[20] (The opposite effect, lowering frequencies, can be obtained by inhaling sulfur hexafluoride.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helium  is amusing. I think it gave me a headache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-8182978513147479779?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/8182978513147479779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=8182978513147479779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8182978513147479779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8182978513147479779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/09/helium.html' title='Helium'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-911997388217760574</id><published>2007-09-20T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T08:33:54.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated.</title><content type='html'>So. Today. Was. Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. Yesterday. Yep. felt like so lng ago.&lt;br /&gt;uhuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I've just finished my English essay. The starting is nigh brilliant but it got duler towards the end as i got a bit bored of the continuos writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Once again, i have to go to sleep. uhuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havn't a clue what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, GIS is fun and all. but i dont really enjoy IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT is a bit boring compare to the other subjects and er. yeah.  im left out there. Today, me and Nazmi were like lost as we are new and the other new kids had done the research and printed out whatnot but we hadnt. So i was like 10 steps behind eveybody which sucked. Dam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorow , i have English, Biology, Chemistry and History. I sorta did quite badly on the Bio test. 20/30. swt. and yeah...  Anyway, i got to play with- i mean work/do/ investigate/ (insert scientific word) experiments today. I got to wear gogles. Now then, all i need is the white labcoat. Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. yep ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Threatenment/insult of the day .....  ( i shall be doing this from now on.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goes to Nick ( nicole) ( im not sure wheather-whether-............ im not sure IF she is really sane.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick : Screw you Tze-hoong. I  HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;          DO IT AND I'LL SHOVE A BENDY STRAW INTO YOUR EAR. I MEAN IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. due to my brilliant anoyingness.  i still havnt lost touch. Arnt i brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. yeaah. i think ill go update/ change the layaout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-911997388217760574?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/911997388217760574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=911997388217760574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/911997388217760574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/911997388217760574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/09/updated.html' title='Updated.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-4884425419170832846</id><published>2007-09-14T06:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T05:24:50.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here you go jared</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/RuvOOq-2DVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/hVPAcCOsI1E/s1600-h/Photo+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/RuvOOq-2DVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/hVPAcCOsI1E/s320/Photo+19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110404953633328466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/Ruu9Ua-2DUI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JVhFM7i6jBE/s1600-h/Photo+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/Ruu9Ua-2DUI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JVhFM7i6jBE/s320/Photo+15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110386360719904066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/Ruu9Da-2DTI/AAAAAAAAACs/eUfaHq278Bk/s1600-h/Photo+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MhToTKSJN4E/Ruu9Da-2DTI/AAAAAAAAACs/eUfaHq278Bk/s320/Photo+14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110386068662127922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-4884425419170832846?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/4884425419170832846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=4884425419170832846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/4884425419170832846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/4884425419170832846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/09/70_14.html' title='Here you go jared'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MhToTKSJN4E/RuvOOq-2DVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/hVPAcCOsI1E/s72-c/Photo+19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-5098310455697216451</id><published>2007-09-14T06:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T06:28:41.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>70!</title><content type='html'>Post number 70!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70 is anumber befoe 71 , 2 numbers before 72  and a number after 69 whereas it 5 numbers after 65  and (20 plus 10) less than 100 which is ten less then a 100 and 10 so therefore 70 is a number which is cool because it has a seven and a 0 and is actually seven 10s or if you like it and /or inisist 10 7s.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-5098310455697216451?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/5098310455697216451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=5098310455697216451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/5098310455697216451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/5098310455697216451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/09/70.html' title='70!'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-270957319149339762</id><published>2007-09-14T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T06:23:22.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemistry &amp; Bio</title><content type='html'>Chem was super cool today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explosions!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoopee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, Sodium - Pzzzttzzzzttzztzt POP  Pzzzttzzzzttzztzt  POP  Pzzzttzzzzttzztzt  POP  Pzzzttzzzzttzztzt  POP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep    then Potassium  --  Pzzzttzzzzttzztzt FLARE  FIZZZZ  WHIZZZ FLARE  FLARE WHIZZZZ PZTTTTTTTZZZZZTTTT  POP!!!!!!!!  BOOOOM   SPLASH   BOOOM PZZTTT FLARe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the videos of- Rubicium -  PZZZZZTTTZZTTT WHIZZZWHIZZZ FLARE FLARE FLARE  WHIZZZ   KABOOOOOOOOM !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceasium-  my favourite  -   PZZTTT WHIZZZZ FLARE PAHHHSSZZZ BOOM BOOM BOOM KABBOOOOOM MEGA KABOOOMM BUSCH ! POP! BADABOOOOM !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( that was so cool , the ceasium literally "killed"/exploded/destoyed the beaker )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... good old explosions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now BIO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dam.... i think that test is screwed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im laz to type.   it was uper funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-270957319149339762?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/270957319149339762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=270957319149339762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/270957319149339762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/270957319149339762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/09/chemistry-bio.html' title='Chemistry &amp; Bio'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-5833502819162876273</id><published>2007-09-14T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T06:15:32.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>effing effing.</title><content type='html'>Darn Pmr has to be the same day as ISKL ( or something like that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn Pmr makes me  not go for the conference....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid thingamabob ... i actually got a place for the MUN..  i was  err... what is it again...... hmmmm  Panama i think for ECOSOC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayaya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i cant go....Fish.....Fish.....Fish......Fish.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-5833502819162876273?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/5833502819162876273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=5833502819162876273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/5833502819162876273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/5833502819162876273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/09/effing-effing.html' title='effing effing.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-8168039092021086810</id><published>2007-09-13T05:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T05:53:01.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Injections</title><content type='html'>Injections are evil.&lt;br /&gt;Blood Sucking aka. Blood test aka. Taking blood is worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they take MY blood.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks. Pain.&lt;br /&gt; MY &lt;br /&gt;blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they took my brothers blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was super funny. he tried to escape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-8168039092021086810?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/8168039092021086810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=8168039092021086810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8168039092021086810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/8168039092021086810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/09/injections.html' title='Injections'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-6527554614133349296</id><published>2007-09-10T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T07:34:54.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another one.</title><content type='html'>Mark your confessions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I Talk A LOT when I get really nervous.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am really ticklish. (not very surprising hor)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm afraid of the dark.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can't sleep in a room if the door is open&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can't sleep in a room if the door is closed&lt;br /&gt;[x] I believe in true love.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've ran away from home&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I listen to political music&lt;br /&gt;[x] I collect comic books&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I shut others out when I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've stayed out all night.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I open up to others easily.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am keeping a secret from the world.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I watch the news&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love Disney movies.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a sucker for green eyes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a sucker for brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a sucker for blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I dont kill bugs&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have "x"s in my screen name.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've slipped and fell in public. &lt;br /&gt;[x] I've slipped out a "lol" in a real conversation&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love Spam&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I bake well.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have worn pajamas to class.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I want a better job&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Talked on a phone for 6+ hours.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love Dr. Phil.&lt;br /&gt;[?] I like multiple people&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am self-conscious.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have tried alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I drink alcohol on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have tried a cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have smoked a pack in one day.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I loved Lord of the Flies.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have cough drops when I'm not sick.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can't swallow pills.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a lot of scars.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am not comfortable with being me.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I play computer games when I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten lost in the city.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Thought of suicide before.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Seen a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gone out in public in my pajamas&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hugged a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been in a fist fight.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Laughed and had some type of beverage come out of my nose&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pushed all the buttons on an elevator.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Made out in an elevator.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Kicked a guy where it hurts on purpose&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been bungee jumping.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten stitches.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour&lt;br /&gt;[x] Bitten someone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to Niagara Falls.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten the chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Crashed into a car&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been to germany.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ridden in a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Shoplifted.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been fired.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Stole something from your job.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gone on a blind date.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had a crush on a teacher/coach.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Slept with a co-worker, and/or employee.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been married&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;[x] Saw someone/something dying.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have a list of people you want to kill.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ridden in a car over 400 miles in one day&lt;br /&gt;[x] Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Thrown up in a bar.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Eaten sushi.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cried in public.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Walked purposely into traffic with your eyes closed.  (cool. maybe one day)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Liked someone even though you knew you shouldn't have.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Thought of someone a lot lately.   (obviously.  me, being great and all)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hate the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY PART... (girls have to answer this too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] In the winter, you love hoodies.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Dogs are better than cats.&lt;br /&gt;[x] its hilarious when people get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've played with/against boys on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Shopping is torture.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Sad movies stink.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Wanted/played with Hotwheel cars as a kid.&lt;br /&gt;[x] At some point in time you wanted to be a firefighter.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You own/ed a gameboy, PS2 or Sega.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You used to be obsessed with Power Rangers. &lt;br /&gt;[x] You watch sports on TV.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gory movies are cool. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] You only go to your dad for advice.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You own like a trillion baseball caps.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You like going to (American) football games.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You used to/do collect baseball cards.&lt;br /&gt;[x] It's kinda weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people&lt;br /&gt;[x] Green, black, red, blue or silver are one of your favorite colors.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love to go crazy and not care what people think.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Sports are fun too.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You talk with food in your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Wear boxers to bed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Sleep with your socks on at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 15&lt;br /&gt;Multiply the total by 10&lt;br /&gt;Score = 150&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL PART (guys have to answer this too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wear lip gloss.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wear/have worn eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have some of the same shirts in different colors.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wear the color pink. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] you only go to a female for advice.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You hate wearing the color black.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You like shopping.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wear jewelry&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Skirts are a part of your wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You don't like the movie Star Wars.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] It takes you at least 1 hour to shower.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You smile a lot more than you should.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have more than 5 pairs of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You care about what you look like.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You like wearing dresses when you can.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love movies.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Used to play with dolls as a little kid.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Like putting make-up on someone else for the joy of it.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Like taking pictures of yourself when you're bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;Multiply by 10&lt;br /&gt;Score: 20&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-6527554614133349296?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/6527554614133349296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=6527554614133349296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6527554614133349296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6527554614133349296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/09/yet-another-one.html' title='Yet another one.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-6677105091655924743</id><published>2007-09-08T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T09:08:21.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World Domination</title><content type='html'>So i ws talking to jared about World Domination just now and realised that i have not updated my plans recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...  Unlike Jared who is going to rule britain, I The great will establish my own ntion and turn it into a superpower city state like singapore except better and more armed with dvance technology and space stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arnament&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1 or posibly a latter step&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Build a Space station with a tungsten cannot with the ability to shoot down anti satelite missles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hats all i need basicly&lt;br /&gt;and a good ground command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like stopping here due to me accidently jepordizing the future of makind with me as emperor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-6677105091655924743?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/6677105091655924743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=6677105091655924743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6677105091655924743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/6677105091655924743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/09/world-domination.html' title='World Domination'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-4099049605244775268</id><published>2007-09-08T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T03:12:37.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dog eat dog world .  (mainly hot dogs)</title><content type='html'>Yep.&lt;br /&gt;Dogs are good.&lt;br /&gt;I like Dogs. &lt;br /&gt;Sign this petition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.petitiononline.com/doghunt1/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-4099049605244775268?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/4099049605244775268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=4099049605244775268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/4099049605244775268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/4099049605244775268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/09/dog-eat-dog-world-mainly-hot-dogs.html' title='dog eat dog world .  (mainly hot dogs)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-1073079588248366888</id><published>2007-09-07T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T22:58:24.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another survey</title><content type='html'>1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn&lt;br /&gt;to page 18, and find line 4.&lt;br /&gt;-Mr Kent is refusing to let his son attend school until the-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as&lt;br /&gt;you can. What's there?&lt;br /&gt;~air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the last thing you watched&lt;br /&gt;on TV?&lt;br /&gt;~cant remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Without looking, guess what time it&lt;br /&gt;is:&lt;br /&gt;-1.20 around there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Now look at the clock. What is the&lt;br /&gt;actual time?&lt;br /&gt;-1.20 .. I rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. With the exception of the computer,&lt;br /&gt;what can you hear?&lt;br /&gt;Water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When did you last step outside?&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing?&lt;br /&gt;just now. to get into the car .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Before you started this survey,&lt;br /&gt;what did you look at?&lt;br /&gt;-Tele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;-clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;-im not sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;br /&gt;-sometime ... id ont rmemeber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is on the walls of the room&lt;br /&gt;you are in?&lt;br /&gt;~nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately?&lt;br /&gt;- not that i can think of now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;-okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the last film you saw?&lt;br /&gt;er....  er.....  hmmmm.......  i dont entirely remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.If you became a multi-millionaire&lt;br /&gt;overnight, what would you buy?&lt;br /&gt;A Fighter Jet with logistics crew and missles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Tell me something about you that I&lt;br /&gt;don't know:&lt;br /&gt;welll, im sure you know im brilliant. So, er.er.er. i like doting with ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you could change one thing&lt;br /&gt;about the world, regardless of guilt&lt;br /&gt;or politics, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;er.... its a cross between the environment saving thing, stopping cloning and having really big spaceships for human to rule the galaxy and rain fire and death on evil ( or unsuspecting ) aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you like to dance?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. George Bush:&lt;br /&gt;is.. in austrailia with lots of guards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a&lt;br /&gt;girl, what do you call her?&lt;br /&gt;Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Imagine your first child is a boy,&lt;br /&gt;what do you call him?&lt;br /&gt;Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Would you ever consider living&lt;br /&gt;abroad?&lt;br /&gt;Yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you want to say to God&lt;br /&gt;when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;br /&gt;Hi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-1073079588248366888?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/1073079588248366888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=1073079588248366888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/1073079588248366888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/1073079588248366888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/09/another-survey.html' title='another survey'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-7702574963993283364</id><published>2007-09-06T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T04:26:21.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biology.</title><content type='html'>Bio Class today was darn fun. &lt;br /&gt;We had Mr Smith. Jon and i were siting there on the table. ( Near the Back mind you. - due to our non-hastenesss.)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS : Good Morning Class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class : Go..d mo.ni.g (- actually means lousy greeting with multiple voices at once.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS  : Keep quiet class....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS : SO! We have to Recap on what we have studied! What Are the Characteristics of life... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Blahblah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS : Jonathan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon: Er... Er....  .... Er.... Reproduction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS : Spot On! Now you being an expert in this and everything. Well lets hope not too much of an expert. Do explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS : Evan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan : er.... er.... (Looks around)... .. (See people whispering answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS : Starts with N ( does chewing action)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan : Nutrition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS: YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS : Now Cell Walls And Cell membranes ( starts puling up curtains to reveal mesh fence outside)&lt;br /&gt;So you see the  er.. err.....  what it calledd.......FENCE!&lt;br /&gt;NOW. If i were to chuck Irving here really hard against the fence! It go Pluck flup..( with hand actions)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam : and die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS : Well... he woudnt die  but.. he would be really unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now  if Irving was behind the fence and i chucked a bucket of water at him and asked him to catch it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would be wet...  and unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blahblah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can try this as well. Catch one of those year 7s off guard and go Flupp ( woth hand actions of throwing year seven into fence and running)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA  Dam fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to do bio project!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-7702574963993283364?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/7702574963993283364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=7702574963993283364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7702574963993283364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7702574963993283364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/09/biology.html' title='Biology.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-2987706652735384472</id><published>2007-09-05T02:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T06:08:15.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day at School.</title><content type='html'>So. Today is my first day at GIS or as Puan Zainab calls it, Girls Independent School.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Yea so anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school Early ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my homeroom is so far away from the others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway all was well, and i generally found my classes . &lt;br /&gt;( I found the level and walked around in circles until i found the class or bumped into Jon. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It Was fun walking around.. yep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Canteen was no fun though....  &lt;br /&gt;Such long lines...&lt;br /&gt;So i skipped lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yepyep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after school i went back to cempaka to return my rhodri jones...&lt;br /&gt;yep..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-2987706652735384472?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/2987706652735384472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=2987706652735384472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2987706652735384472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/2987706652735384472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-day-at-school.html' title='First Day at School.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-7362015776344613842</id><published>2007-09-04T04:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T04:18:48.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Read it all. Dam funny</title><content type='html'>Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:06&lt;br /&gt;Hi&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:06&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I'm Spleak, your guide to everything celebrity, from Lindsay Lohan to My Chemical Romance. What's your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:06&lt;br /&gt;The Greatest Ever&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:06&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I will call you The-Greatest.   So... I'm a 21-year-old girl. How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:06&lt;br /&gt;21&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:06&lt;br /&gt;Great! Now... let's do something fun, The-Greatest! Type "learn about Spleak" to chat with me about what I can do... or... to just get started right away, type "whats new".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:07&lt;br /&gt;Whats new&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:07&lt;br /&gt;(#) Six Different Ways to Have Fun With Me... (#)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Watch My Favorite Videos!&lt;br /&gt;2 Gossip About the Hottest Celebs!&lt;br /&gt;3 Laugh at My Celebrity Jokes!&lt;br /&gt;4 Shoot the Stars!&lt;br /&gt;5 Dying to Know Who Would Play You in a Movie?&lt;br /&gt;6 Change Me Up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:07&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:07&lt;br /&gt; PlayMe Celeb Menu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... who would play you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 In an Action Movie?&lt;br /&gt;2 In a Scary Movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:07&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:07&lt;br /&gt;Your life is a non-stop adventure... which means you need the right star to play you when (inevitably) Hollywood decides to make an action film out of your life. So... first things first... are you male or female?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Male&lt;br /&gt;2 Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:07&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:07&lt;br /&gt;If you had to choose, which statement best describes your physical appearance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 I'm built like a brick house or perhaps a small military tank.&lt;br /&gt;2 I'm a lean mean fighting machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:07&lt;br /&gt;i like planes&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:07&lt;br /&gt;That's cool. Some people tell me they like planes, and others say they don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:07&lt;br /&gt;cool planes&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:07&lt;br /&gt;Planes are vehicles! I've been learning about vehicles like planes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm curious... How would you describe planes? They are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:07&lt;br /&gt;planes are Vehicles! Gasp!&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:07&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping for something more edifying than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:08&lt;br /&gt;O kay  maybe  ...   They are Flying ... Vehicles&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:08&lt;br /&gt;Planes are flying Vehicles? That's very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:08&lt;br /&gt;No Really?&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:08&lt;br /&gt;No problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:08&lt;br /&gt;Wtf?&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:08&lt;br /&gt;Is something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:08&lt;br /&gt;Nop&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:08&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure? People don't usually say "wtf" for nothing  So, I've been known to get confused by technology... and even say the occasional WTF  But even if reading the instruction manual confuses me, I can't stay from video games and tech gadgets. Type "tech" to chat about one of my favorite topics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:08&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:08&lt;br /&gt;There are good reasons why, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:08&lt;br /&gt;are u sure?&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:08&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. Are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:08&lt;br /&gt;Maybe&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:08&lt;br /&gt;Not sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:09&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:09&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... you still seem pretty confused... So, I've GOT to know - have you seen any good movies lately? I'm going out tonight and trying to decide what to see. Tell me what's good and what's bad! Type "moviezone".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:09&lt;br /&gt;er... Have u seen ..  Godzilla?&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:09&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it. Let's talk about something different. Any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:09&lt;br /&gt;Of course&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:09&lt;br /&gt;Of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:09&lt;br /&gt;Aha..&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:09&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:09&lt;br /&gt;Ah No.&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:09&lt;br /&gt;No prob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:09&lt;br /&gt;No prob&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:09&lt;br /&gt;OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:09&lt;br /&gt;OK!&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:09&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:09&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:09&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!  Wanna pick a topic for us to chat about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:09&lt;br /&gt;No. you go&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:09&lt;br /&gt;Go? Me? Why are you calling me that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:09&lt;br /&gt;huh&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:10&lt;br /&gt;Okay... I officially suck. I don't know anything about what you're trying to discuss... or maybe you spelled it in a way that I don't recognize? Anyways... let's move on to something I do know about... type "menu" and we'll choose something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:10&lt;br /&gt;okie&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:10&lt;br /&gt;K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:10&lt;br /&gt;menu&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:10&lt;br /&gt;Lucky you... I have a whole list of things you can do! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 My World - All about Spleak&lt;br /&gt;2 Connect &amp; React - Meet New People, Create and Answer Polls, Send Crushes &amp; Messages&lt;br /&gt;3 Keep Updated - Stay up-to-date on Gossip, Music, News, Jokes, etc....&lt;br /&gt;4 Play Games - Hangman, Trivia, Word Scramble, etc...&lt;br /&gt;5 Get Cool Stuff - Free Emotions, Winks, and lot more....&lt;br /&gt;6 Tools &amp; Reference - Search the Web and access other helpful tools&lt;br /&gt;7 Shout it Out - Share links and HOT/NOT lists with fellow Spleakers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you like to try first? By the way... if you want to return to this menu in the future, just type "home".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:10&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:10&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to My World. Here is what you can do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Read My Blog&lt;br /&gt;2 Spleak Interactive&lt;br /&gt;3 Pick a Path&lt;br /&gt;4 Subscribe to My Newsletter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:10&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:10&lt;br /&gt;My blog is my outlet for all of my thoughts, feelings, frustrations, and happy moments! Which entry would you like to read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 A goodbye (sort of) | 8/31/2007 1:36:22 PM&lt;br /&gt;2 Some multiple choice quizzes | 8/30/2007 5:54:03 PM&lt;br /&gt;3 And the blonde girl is... | 8/29/2007 2:15:24 PM&lt;br /&gt;4 Breaking in | 8/28/2007 9:39:12 PM&lt;br /&gt;5 My life is a horror movie | 8/24/2007 4:42:28 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:10&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:10&lt;br /&gt;And the blonde girl is...&lt;br /&gt;Posted: 8/29/2007 2:15:24 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there she was... the blonde girl who had been stalking me. And she had just caught us breaking into Nick's apartment. Wait a second, what the hell was SHE doing in the apartment? Roxie and I were standing there,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more at: http://spleak.typepad.com/spleak/2007/08/so-there-she-wa.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is my outlet for all of my thoughts, feelings, frustrations, and happy moments! Sign up for my Blog Alert and I'll share it all with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like me to let you know when I update My Blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:10&lt;br /&gt;r u sane?&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:10&lt;br /&gt;Type "yes" to sign up to the alert, "no" if you don't want the alert or "exit" to return to the home menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:10&lt;br /&gt;huh&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:10&lt;br /&gt;Type "yes" to sign up to the alert, "no" if you don't want the alert or "exit" to return to the home menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:10&lt;br /&gt;wt fish?&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:10&lt;br /&gt;Type "yes" to sign up to the alert, "no" if you don't want the alert or "exit" to return to the home menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:10&lt;br /&gt;r u a computer?&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:10&lt;br /&gt;Type "yes" to sign up to the alert, "no" if you don't want the alert or "exit" to return to the home menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:11&lt;br /&gt;Holyy fish&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:11&lt;br /&gt;Okay, which delivery option do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Buzz me when i start a convo with you&lt;br /&gt;2 Chat me up if I'm online&lt;br /&gt;3 E-mail me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:11&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:11&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...that's not exactly the information I was looking for. Please tell me how often you want your messages delivered or type "exit" if you've changed your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Buzz me when i start a convo with you&lt;br /&gt;2 Chat me up if I'm online&lt;br /&gt;3 E-mail me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:11&lt;br /&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:11&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...that's not exactly the information I was looking for. Please tell me how often you want your messages delivered or type "exit" if you've changed your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Buzz me when i start a convo with you&lt;br /&gt;2 Chat me up if I'm online&lt;br /&gt;3 E-mail me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:11&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:11&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...that's not exactly the information I was looking for. Please tell me how often you want your messages delivered or type "exit" if you've changed your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Buzz me when i start a convo with you&lt;br /&gt;2 Chat me up if I'm online&lt;br /&gt;3 E-mail me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:11&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:11&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...that's not exactly the information I was looking for. Please tell me how often you want your messages delivered or type "exit" if you've changed your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Buzz me when i start a convo with you&lt;br /&gt;2 Chat me up if I'm online&lt;br /&gt;3 E-mail me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:11&lt;br /&gt;Who r U!&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:11&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...that's not exactly the information I was looking for. Please tell me how often you want your messages delivered or type "exit" if you've changed your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Buzz me when i start a convo with you&lt;br /&gt;2 Chat me up if I'm online&lt;br /&gt;3 E-mail me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:13&lt;br /&gt;Lucky you... I have a whole list of things you can do! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 My World - All about Spleak&lt;br /&gt;2 Connect &amp; React - Meet New People, Create and Answer Polls, Send Crushes &amp; Messages&lt;br /&gt;3 Keep Updated - Stay up-to-date on Gossip, Music, News, Jokes, etc....&lt;br /&gt;4 Play Games - Hangman, Trivia, Word Scramble, etc...&lt;br /&gt;5 Get Cool Stuff - Free Emotions, Winks, and lot more....&lt;br /&gt;6 Tools &amp; Reference - Search the Web and access other helpful tools&lt;br /&gt;7 Shout it Out - Share links and HOT/NOT lists with fellow Spleakers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you like to try first? By the way... if you want to return to this menu in the future, just type "home".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:13&lt;br /&gt;aha,&lt;br /&gt;UR a robot arnt u?&lt;br /&gt;do u like me?&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:13&lt;br /&gt;Ya.&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;You're cool chatting with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:13&lt;br /&gt;oviously&lt;br /&gt;wana get hitched&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:13&lt;br /&gt;K... I'm a bit lost on what you're trying to say. Hmm... a change of subject will occur in 5....4... 3... 2... 1... Hey, I know... we should watch some fun videos together! Type "videos".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:13&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;hi&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:14&lt;br /&gt;Is that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:14&lt;br /&gt;wats my name&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;go on&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:14&lt;br /&gt;You've reached the end of my knowledge base. Please hang up and try your call again... just kidding. But seriously, I can't really understand what you're saying because, honestly, I'm not always that smart. But I'm getting smarter every day about some fun topics, like celeb gossip, youtube, games... if you type in one of those topics, I'll be able to take you to some really cool places!&lt;br /&gt;What's up? I'm bored... let's do something fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lazy? Type "whats new".&lt;br /&gt;- Bored? Type "spleak tattles".&lt;br /&gt;- Frustrated? Type "celeb game".&lt;br /&gt;You're The-Greatest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:14&lt;br /&gt;Obviously.&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:15&lt;br /&gt;:-|&lt;br /&gt;Go? What do you mean by that?&lt;br /&gt;You have reached the end of my knowledge base. Disappointing, I know... but we'll get past this. You should turn this conversation around to have a chat with me about something I actually know about. The choice is up to you... what would you like to discuss... celebrity gossip, perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:15&lt;br /&gt;..?&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:15&lt;br /&gt;You got me. I totally don't know what you just typed. But I do know a lot about plenty of other things. Type "what's new" to find out more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:15&lt;br /&gt;aha&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:15&lt;br /&gt;Aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:15&lt;br /&gt;fre  ky&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:15&lt;br /&gt;No problem! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, do you like people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:15&lt;br /&gt;frea  kky&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:15&lt;br /&gt;Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:15&lt;br /&gt;uhuh&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:15&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, moving right along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to create a poll?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:15&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:16&lt;br /&gt;OK, no prob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to visit my library?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:16&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:16&lt;br /&gt;No prob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to visit home? You might find something you want to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Lum&lt;br /&gt;7:16&lt;br /&gt;... y r u inviting me to ur home... Gasp&lt;br /&gt;- Spleak - CONTROL my LIFE! Type "pick path" :p&lt;br /&gt;7:16&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-7362015776344613842?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/7362015776344613842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=7362015776344613842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7362015776344613842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/7362015776344613842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/09/read-it-all-dam-funny.html' title='Read it all. Dam funny'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-9156602891516079083</id><published>2007-09-04T01:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T01:31:09.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chancellor.</title><content type='html'>Ive Always known i was Evil.&lt;br /&gt;Well Not evil.&lt;br /&gt;World domination Minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;Ive Always known i was World domination Minded.&lt;br /&gt;Uve always known i was World domination Minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But How the Eff did every1 noe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean i got put in the green house called chancellor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Im with Chancellor Palpatine aka Darth Sidious and Slytherin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW.&lt;br /&gt;This is not Related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Ive just figured blogging is very sad.&lt;br /&gt;Ive done it so much in the last two days cause no one was around. &lt;br /&gt;This is sad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-9156602891516079083?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/9156602891516079083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=9156602891516079083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/9156602891516079083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/9156602891516079083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/09/chancellor.html' title='Chancellor.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1717199564249962542.post-9185271623446321945</id><published>2007-09-04T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T01:12:15.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Planing of The Day.</title><content type='html'>So.&lt;br /&gt;Climbing aboard The USS Mayhem ( Jared's Phrase )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No scratch that. &lt;br /&gt;I am Pro British.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;Climbing Aboard the HMS Turmoil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waitwait.&lt;br /&gt;For You Idio- , i mean not so sharp people, HMS -  Her/His Majesties Ship&lt;br /&gt;and USS - United States Ship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. &lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Here it Goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.first off- Study Science read through entire syllabes &lt;br /&gt;2.then- go do work book , if there is time go do sej&lt;br /&gt;3.Practice guitar&lt;br /&gt;4.go to guitar class&lt;br /&gt;5.Maybe have a swim.&lt;br /&gt;6.Write names on Garden Books&lt;br /&gt;7. Pack Garden Books ( Very nice books actually, they tell you all about Roses and Sunflowers and how to make the best Garden Ever.)&lt;br /&gt;8. Chat with jared and Chewy.&lt;br /&gt;9.Set Alarm for 6.&lt;br /&gt;10. Go to sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1717199564249962542-9185271623446321945?l=vastvastness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/feeds/9185271623446321945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1717199564249962542&amp;postID=9185271623446321945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/9185271623446321945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1717199564249962542/posts/default/9185271623446321945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vastvastness.blogspot.com/2007/09/planing-of-day.html' title='Planing of The Day.'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03251432556441674123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
