<?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-34610657</id><updated>2011-09-19T08:23:33.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise of a Rebel</title><subtitle type='html'>Rants and raves, opinions and criticism. Just my 2 cents.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>truespinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307807341656372143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/3099759216093l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34610657.post-2613814185265202392</id><published>2008-02-18T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:49:11.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm leaving on a jet plane.</title><content type='html'>Pity, how i started the last 3 blogs about how its been ages since i've dedicated a small portion of my life to, spending a minimum of half an hour ranting about anything i damn well want to say. Well, im back. I intend to try and keep it consistent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Well its been quite an action packed 6 months. I watched the downfall of my beloved Liverpool, my patience is wearing thing, i lost a little bit of weight, oh, and yeah, i crashed my car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Everyone has been in a major or minor accident at one point of their life or another. I had one just a couple of weeks ago. I dont want to go into detail because it just takes too fucking long, and, it heart wrenching everytime i tell it. When you get into an accident and you see your car after the incident, a certain emotion runs through you. You feel it in your stomach, it transposes through your spine, up to your brain, and then you realize "Ah shit my car!" It sends grown men into tears, even if you were as macho as Marlboro man or as quaif as Boy George, you will shed a tear because, the fact is, some retard with the IQ of a nutshell, decided he was the all-mighty Michael Schumacher racing around in some sort of vehicle, which i call, crap on wheels, cut you off into a barrier, thus, scarring your precious baby. Damn right its precious! 12k for repairs. Anyone know anybody in need of a kidney?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The pictures will give your more details. Oh, by the by, there are also pictures of just random things off my new phone. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/R7nF-6kqs_I/AAAAAAAAABs/P_yXAFxtR-o/s1600-h/Photo0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/R7nF-6kqs_I/AAAAAAAAABs/P_yXAFxtR-o/s320/Photo0062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168379732049966066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/R7nGQakqtAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nbMPA9_7arM/s1600-h/Photo0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/R7nGQakqtAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nbMPA9_7arM/s320/Photo0063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168380032697676802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/R7nGh6kqtBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3o2DQV8hmFg/s1600-h/Photo0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/R7nGh6kqtBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3o2DQV8hmFg/s320/Photo0066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168380333345387538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fathers new toy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/R7nH-qkqtCI/AAAAAAAAACE/7T164tVm6WM/s1600-h/Photo0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/R7nH-qkqtCI/AAAAAAAAACE/7T164tVm6WM/s320/Photo0052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168381926778254370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/R7nKU6kqtDI/AAAAAAAAACM/AH1BKRlmNcs/s1600-h/Photo0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/R7nKU6kqtDI/AAAAAAAAACM/AH1BKRlmNcs/s320/Photo0050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168384508053599282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/R7nLDqkqtEI/AAAAAAAAACU/uSbeum4wd24/s1600-h/Photo0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/R7nLDqkqtEI/AAAAAAAAACU/uSbeum4wd24/s320/Photo0053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168385311212483650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/R7nNI6kqtFI/AAAAAAAAACc/wrIi69-jRJ8/s1600-h/Photo0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/R7nNI6kqtFI/AAAAAAAAACc/wrIi69-jRJ8/s320/Photo0054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168387600430052434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody know what phantom pain is? Its when you have lost a limb, lets say your left arm for example, but your can still feel your arm as if its there, as if you could pick up a cup of coffee and take a sip of it, as if you could reach down into your pants to adjust the 'salah parking'. The thing with this, is that it hurts, you feel pain, excruciating pain. I have not lost any arms or legs, but i might as well have. She is like a limb to me, more importantly a sister. NOT a sister from another mother ( well, technically yes) but like an actual sister. It will be different without you here, no more drunken nights, no more of that pouting, no more late night rendezvous where we 'talk-cock, sing-song' about everything and everything no more emo talks, no more clandestine parties. Most of all, no more you. But its good you go, time to progress. Come back soon Sherry, Love, Your Ah Kor :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/R7nWYakqtGI/AAAAAAAAACk/Aa6FUZl5YDo/s1600-h/n503165582_580695_2140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/R7nWYakqtGI/AAAAAAAAACk/Aa6FUZl5YDo/s320/n503165582_580695_2140.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168397762322674786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i am pouting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34610657-2613814185265202392?l=truespinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/feeds/2613814185265202392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34610657&amp;postID=2613814185265202392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/2613814185265202392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/2613814185265202392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='I&apos;m leaving on a jet plane.'/><author><name>truespinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307807341656372143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/3099759216093l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/R7nF-6kqs_I/AAAAAAAAABs/P_yXAFxtR-o/s72-c/Photo0062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34610657.post-3463369230907332908</id><published>2007-07-21T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:49:11.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The birthday bash, smashed, now its the past.</title><content type='html'>Wow, this is quite something. Its only being 2 weeks since i have posted. Thats got to be some kind of fucking record for me.  People must be buying 4D numbers now, or touching wood or saying a prayer because... I BLOGGED! Someone hand me a medal right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   .... and now... for the previous week update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Celebrated my birthday on Friday the 13th when my birthday is actually the 16th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It sounded pretty cool to hold it on the 13th but then again maybe there really is something sinister behind that number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Shit happened when it hit mid-night and the clock struck 12. The14th... cant be that bad can it? It can. Apparently the number 14 is really unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My memory is totally blank from 1AM till 3AM. Till today i can only remember flashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Apparently there was a fight outside, a fight inside (my friends), some crying and i was acting like a beast. Note to everyone: Sorry if i acted inappropriately or if i did anything wrong. I hope i did'nt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I got super smashed no thanks to my friends, who think, that a birthday requires the birthday boy to be smashed beyond belief. Seriously i was gone! I was so smashed it was almost like a devine experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Every bit of information i am relaying to you is based on what my friends saw. I dont remember jack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Loads of people came and loads of people did'nt. Sorry if invited everyone by word of mouth. I guess it did'nt pan out too well. Some of my friends i dont even remember being there. For the ones who i forgot im sorry once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- After all that we headed back to DH to just sort ourselves out then i got a call.... Mui got into an accident. My heart was pumping and all i could say to my brother was "Lo! Go go go!" I was so worried that it might worse that i thought it would be. Once we got to the scene of the accident i ordered the car to be pulled over then i got out and ran across the road shouting " SHERRY! WHERE ARE YOU?! " And there she was. My Mui looking frightened and hurt. I ran across to her and hugged her and comforted her. Lo then sent her back and we stayed on to make sure that everything was settled with the 5-Oh and the callmen. P.s: i remember this cos i sobered up :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I stayed an extra night in my hotel room because when the hotel management called me to check out of my room i could not wake up and overstayed by 6 HOURS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Had dinner with the folks next door to the hotel @ Prime in LeMeridien so i just had to get ready and walk about fifteen feet to the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Prime...... officially....... kicks....... ass! If you are looking for good proper steak, Prime is where its at. The amount of beef they had was mind-blowing. Wagyu, Kobe, Australian 80 ( and 120) day grain fed, American steak and all sorts of other steaks that i could'nt make out in the menu because of the drool that was dripping on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- After dinner was me, myself and I layaning 'The Sopranos' in my expensive room. My wallet is hurting right now. Caution: Hilton is pricey! But i like it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Come to think of it the days before and after my birthday includes drinking and partying. The wednesday before my birthday was loft with Iqbal, Muha, Abg Wan, Soraya, Mik and Kay. It was Muha's farewell. Take care in OZ Philly boy and i will see you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Monday was my official birthday and had dinner with the mother, aunt, uncle and my bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tuesday was chill out day and has a really nice talk with my Ah Mui. My Sherry Berry. Shermaine Wong. My super pet sis. Thanks for the shoutout Mui it really means alot to me and you mean alot to me. Remember our emo talk? I remember everything and and i appreciate it as i hope you do too. I'm here for you anytime, anywhere Mui. When i heard you were in an accident i sobered up completely then i got super worried. Thankfully you are ok. Love you Mui *Heart*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am not going to heritage row for a while. Its starting to get a little bit.... erm.... shady.., dodgy.., unpleasurable..... yeah those do fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thursday was a good day for me and was smiling all the way. I'll leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Before i finish here are pictures that were taken in the last 8 days. No particular order or date. Thank you to Partyqueen and Marcus, Mui, Sammie, Amy-kins and Emma for the photos. There are a few i dont remember taking, but, oh well. Enjoy. Thank you to everyone who attended the party and i hope you guys enjoyed yourself. Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh, and to whoever bought me shots or flaming lambo's.... i hate you all. :P nah, kidding. hehehehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/53/102/505593479/n505593479_92465_290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/53/102/505593479/n505593479_92465_290.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia and I. Thanks for coming hun.&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;a href="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/53/102/505593479/n505593479_92464_46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/53/102/505593479/n505593479_92464_46.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chantelle and I. I did'nt know you were Craig's sis.&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;a href="http://photos-810.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/v96/186/28/604890810/n604890810_180215_8911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos-810.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/v96/186/28/604890810/n604890810_180215_8911.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boo and I doggystyle while Lo watches. Matt.... you need help.&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;a href="http://photos-810.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/v96/186/28/604890810/n604890810_180213_8259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos-810.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/v96/186/28/604890810/n604890810_180213_8259.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partyqueen (i think you bought me the flaming which killed me or i could just be super drunk hahaha.), Sammie and Mei. Damn i look high!&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;a href="http://photos-810.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/v96/186/28/604890810/n604890810_180214_8578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos-810.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/v96/186/28/604890810/n604890810_180214_8578.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 2 hotties around me. Hhehehe Partyqueen and Mei.&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;a href="http://photos-810.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/v96/186/28/604890810/n604890810_180212_7943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos-810.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/v96/186/28/604890810/n604890810_180212_7943.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the pose. Gaya right? Martin, Marcus and I. &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;a href="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/57/57/506818505/n506818505_88530_9710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/57/57/506818505/n506818505_88530_9710.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn kantoi my face. Amy-kins please no snickers knickers. Hahhahahah.&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;a href="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/57/57/506818505/n506818505_88531_9925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/57/57/506818505/n506818505_88531_9925.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*special*&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;a href="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/57/57/506818505/n506818505_88532_146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v107/57/57/506818505/n506818505_88532_146.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric and I. Throwing up the horns for some rock rep.&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;a href="http://photos-810.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/v96/186/28/604890810/n604890810_180288_1937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos-810.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sctm/v96/186/28/604890810/n604890810_180288_1937.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know where i was or what i was doing. Swear. Hahahhaha. I think i was actually THAT gone. Look at my expression. Is that constipation?&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;a href="http://photos-114.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v111/163/103/517205114/n517205114_309714_9817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos-114.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v111/163/103/517205114/n517205114_309714_9817.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay and I. Dont leave so soon please?&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/RqKYHjB9n4I/AAAAAAAAABE/sFW0VBUsUck/s1600-h/DSC00516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/RqKYHjB9n4I/AAAAAAAAABE/sFW0VBUsUck/s320/DSC00516.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089797784312061826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were cam-whoring.&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/RqKYcjB9n5I/AAAAAAAAABM/WXNhb3uf6eo/s1600-h/DSC00527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/RqKYcjB9n5I/AAAAAAAAABM/WXNhb3uf6eo/s320/DSC00527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089798145089314706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bi and I @ Loft.&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/RqKYuDB9n6I/AAAAAAAAABU/QR--wauVtvg/s1600-h/DSC00528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/RqKYuDB9n6I/AAAAAAAAABU/QR--wauVtvg/s320/DSC00528.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089798445737025442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ems and I @ Loft.&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/RqKY-jB9n7I/AAAAAAAAABc/Ywre6iDzroI/s1600-h/DSC00526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/RqKY-jB9n7I/AAAAAAAAABc/Ywre6iDzroI/s320/DSC00526.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089798729204866994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and Bi @ Loft.&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;Everytime I Die- The New Black.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34610657-3463369230907332908?l=truespinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/feeds/3463369230907332908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34610657&amp;postID=3463369230907332908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/3463369230907332908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/3463369230907332908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/2007/07/birthday-bash-smashed-now-its-past.html' title='The birthday bash, smashed, now its the past.'/><author><name>truespinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307807341656372143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/3099759216093l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/RqKYHjB9n4I/AAAAAAAAABE/sFW0VBUsUck/s72-c/DSC00516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34610657.post-4023337566495515607</id><published>2007-07-06T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:49:12.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bada-bing, bada-boom.</title><content type='html'>Drunkards... yes, drunkards. Well, at least some of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/Ro7BZ88KM1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/H6ohAGlTO_A/s1600-h/DSC00510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/Ro7BZ88KM1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/H6ohAGlTO_A/s320/DSC00510.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084213680947213138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we are. Hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer can be the most refreshing, relaxing drink you can ever have. On a hot day when we see the temperatures sear into the the high 30's, a beer just does the trick. After a few, you start to feel really happy and relaxed (and a few more after gives you a fizzle in the pizzle). Ah that sweet, sweet taste. Panda, you got my back on this :D i think we threw ourselves into the hands of the 'Tiger'. Oh and we will go for Transformers. Kasem-hudadi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/Ro7CxM8KM2I/AAAAAAAAAA0/_NpO3Qqy2EQ/s1600-h/DSC00508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/Ro7CxM8KM2I/AAAAAAAAAA0/_NpO3Qqy2EQ/s320/DSC00508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084215179890799458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/Ro7L7c8KM3I/AAAAAAAAAA8/A3_uPDA5rsc/s1600-h/DSC00507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/Ro7L7c8KM3I/AAAAAAAAAA8/A3_uPDA5rsc/s320/DSC00507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084225251589108594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah wah. Fu-yoh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is around the corner and im feeling old. I know should'nt worry as i still have many years ahead, but i cant help it. Sigh. My knees are hurting and my back hurts. I am 21 not 42! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Liverpool have finally signed Fernando Torres (YEAH LAH!)&lt;br /&gt;-The anticipation of when my car is coming is unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;-I will be giving up smoking soon. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;-Transformers rocked my world.&lt;br /&gt;-So do does Megan Fox.&lt;br /&gt;-I am on holidays and i need this break.&lt;br /&gt;-I will try to keep on time as best as i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saosin- Mookies last christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34610657-4023337566495515607?l=truespinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/feeds/4023337566495515607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34610657&amp;postID=4023337566495515607' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/4023337566495515607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/4023337566495515607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/2007/07/bada-bing-bada-boom.html' title='Bada-bing, bada-boom.'/><author><name>truespinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307807341656372143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/3099759216093l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/Ro7BZ88KM1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/H6ohAGlTO_A/s72-c/DSC00510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34610657.post-7977325552503003457</id><published>2007-06-18T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:49:12.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Shock*</title><content type='html'>Whoa. Thats all i have to say, whoa. Whoa, its been THAT long since i've blogged. To everyone who used to read my blog (i bet there is not a single person who will be bothered to come back to my page since everyone thought my blog died), Im back blogging again :D Well there is too much to type about the months that have gone by. I would need to type for at least a few days just to get everything in. I shall fill you guys in over time about what happened so relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   My dad got me a watch today. Its really nice. I mean REALLY nice. Not the sort of nice when you see an old couple holding hands or birds chirping. This 'nice' is on a different level. Thanks Dad. Im not going to say what watch it is but i will say this; i think i will be more on time now since i actually have a watch to look at. Swear. I'll do my level best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Now onto more idiotic matters. OUR WAWASAN 2020 DREAM IS DOWN THE F*CKING DRAIN!!!! Oh wait did i meantion it only got pushed back a little bit..... 37 YEARS!!!! So ladies and gentlemen, i present you.... Wawasan 2057. Nice. Real fucking nice. Im sure Dr.M must be throwing a fit right now. Sorry sir, your 2 decades of service to better our country has been wasted. You shall receive a hamper sponsored by none other than UMNO to mark your service and also as a thank you for your 'idea' that we scraped. Sigh. The story of Malaysia. The idiosyncratic behaviour of our leaders is leaving us stranded and stuck in time while everyone else around us moves forward. Look at Vietnam, they are going to be the next Singapore of the Indo-China region. A word of advice to the people who manage our country... let me say this once and only once... ahem... cough.... OPEN YOUR FUCKING EYES!!!! STOP BEING SO NARROW MINDED AND REMEMBER WHAT YEAR IT IS!! ITS 2007! Not 1987! Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   All right enough rant on the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Sunday was one of the shittiest days i had. It was just shit because i had alot on my mind and not because it was Father's Day. Well we went to Naza and i got to see cars :D Cars make me smile. Cars is my lithium. Anyways, after Naza it was routine pitstop at Mandarin Oriental for high tea. I enjoy high tea because i get to sit in a nice serene place and think. Unfortunately that days thinking just got me feeling low like the titanic. Of course i keep these thoughts to myself and just think them over until, hopefully, finally, there is a conclusion. After tea i went home first to take a short nap then it was off to dinner at this Sze Chuan restaurant. The food was awesome and this got this dude who looked like Jet Li, pouring your tea in kung fu manner. It was pretty cool. Well anyways after dinner everyone got a fortune cookie. I dont really believe in fortune cookies but i was curious so i opened it anyways. It said : "Answer just what your heart prompts you". Whoa. Maybe i should have. I dont know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Ok now for some pictures. These are just some more random pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/RnbjsHPfPFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-xIY7UJTaIs/s1600-h/DSC00288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/RnbjsHPfPFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-xIY7UJTaIs/s320/DSC00288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077495976904571986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                Space Effecient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/RnblQXPfPGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/mjx2jCb5YJ0/s1600-h/DSC00305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/RnblQXPfPGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/mjx2jCb5YJ0/s320/DSC00305.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077497699186457698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Tat :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/RnblunPfPHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/COJNy2piZa4/s1600-h/DSC00312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/RnblunPfPHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/COJNy2piZa4/s320/DSC00312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077498218877500530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary ghost leaf. This leaf was jut standing like that in the middle of the road with no support whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/RnbuL3PfPII/AAAAAAAAAAk/gN0Di9OBCww/s1600-h/DSC00381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/RnbuL3PfPII/AAAAAAAAAAk/gN0Di9OBCww/s320/DSC00381.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077507517481696386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool Car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now. Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra- Fly me to the moon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34610657-7977325552503003457?l=truespinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/feeds/7977325552503003457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34610657&amp;postID=7977325552503003457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/7977325552503003457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/7977325552503003457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/2007/06/shock.html' title='*Shock*'/><author><name>truespinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307807341656372143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/3099759216093l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixWYKWBmNGI/RnbjsHPfPFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-xIY7UJTaIs/s72-c/DSC00288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34610657.post-116732683459019513</id><published>2006-12-28T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T09:27:14.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing on the edge of reason.</title><content type='html'>Right so i still have no mac charger and there are 3 laptops that are sharing one charger. Pretty annoying isnt it? Anyways let me recap. 1 day after prom my grandmother passed away (bless her soul) and the family had to travel back to sarawak for the proper arrangements. It was an emotional gathering of the whole family, might i add thats its a huge family and i met cousins i never even knew i had. These are some pictures of my hometown Miri and Sibu in Sarawak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/370303/DSC00024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/67959/DSC00024.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the street where my grandparents reside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/537316/DSC00028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/389514/DSC00028.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a view of the Miri sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/981943/DSC00034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/990864/DSC00034.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/712754/DSC00031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/470061/DSC00031.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cemetry in Sibu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/10216/DSC00055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/80/DSC00055.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/54322/DSC00046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/235259/DSC00046.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/85718/DSC00048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/19618/DSC00048.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/311363/DSC00036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/564546/DSC00036.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/894820/DSC00037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/805073/DSC00037.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/131171/DSC00057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/405014/DSC00057.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/75691/DSC00053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/257898/DSC00053.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/386488/DSC00051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/953662/DSC00051.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The town of sibu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/687187/DSC00062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/380516/DSC00062.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most famous club in Miri, its called Cherry Berries :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The day before christmas my dad and i went to Naza for car shopping as we wanted to see what stock they had. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/197857/DSC00072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/201888/DSC00072.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/627356/DSC00071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/39033/DSC00071.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybach 62&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/209607/DSC00073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/66924/DSC00073.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NEW Porsche 997. Awesome car but does'nt really catch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/691525/DSC00076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/25038/DSC00076.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/977265/DSC00077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/783746/DSC00077.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/789302/DSC00078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/609008/DSC00078.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/392815/DSC00075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/321564/DSC00075.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/190989/DSC00074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/308959/DSC00074.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/136928/DSC00079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/841067/DSC00079.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/432665/DSC00081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/866082/DSC00081.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/100635/DSC00080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/195096/DSC00080.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*DROOL!* Yes this is soon to be mine. Pearl white with carbon hood and 19" BBS rims, convert ECU with re-mapping, racing cams, piping and leather interior. Thats more than enough for me. This car gives me orgasms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/354504/DSC00083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/170556/DSC00083.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/172924/DSC00082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/655097/DSC00082.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CLK DTM which belongs to Mokhzani Mahatir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/890209/DSC00084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/535745/DSC00084.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/453707/DSC00086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/551735/DSC00086.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/1600/634689/DSC00085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/331/3816/320/74756/DSC00085.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maserati MC12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all for now as i am in a extremely foul mood and i dont want to rain down my pessimistic mood onto others.&lt;br /&gt;Peace and take care.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, merry christmas to all and since i have to be sensitive to others and politically correct this is the only way a greeting can be sent without anyone acting tight-assed and offended. Pfft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Dear all, i wanted to send some sort of holiday greeting to you, but it is so difficult in todays world to know exactly what to say without offending someone. So to be politically and legally correct, i wish to say the following: Please accept without obligation, implied or implicit, my best wishes for an environmentally conscious, responsible, low stress, non- addictive, gender neutral celebration of the winter solstice holiday, practiced with the most enjoyable traditions of religious/ secular practices of your choice with the respect for the religious/ secular persuasions and/ or traditions of others, or their choice not to practice religious/ secular traditions at all. I also with you a fiscally successful, personally fulfilling and medically uncomplicated recognition of the onset of the generally accepted calendar year of 2007, without regard to the race, creed, colour, age, physical ability, religious faith or sexual preference of the wishee. By accepting this greeting you are accepting the terms: This greeting is subject to clarification or withdrawal. it is freely transferable with no alteration to the original greeting. it implies to promise by the wisher to actually implement any of the wishes for him/ herself or others and is void where prohibited by law, and is revokable at the sole discretion of the wisher. The wish is warranted to perform as expected within the usualy application of good tidings for a period of one year or until the issuance  of subsequent holiday greetings, whichever comes first, and warranty is limited to replacement of this wish or issuance of a new wish at  the sole discretion of the wisher. Disclamier: no trees were harmed in the sending of this message, however, a significant number of electrons were slightly inconvenienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Happy Holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34610657-116732683459019513?l=truespinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/feeds/116732683459019513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34610657&amp;postID=116732683459019513' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/116732683459019513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/116732683459019513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/2006/12/standing-on-edge-of-reason.html' title='Standing on the edge of reason.'/><author><name>truespinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307807341656372143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/3099759216093l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34610657.post-116542384593898369</id><published>2006-12-06T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T08:50:51.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The long awaited post.</title><content type='html'>Yes, it has been a long time since i have posted a blog and im sure all of you are eager to read about my latest antics and juicy gossips that have happened over the last 1 month.  My excuse is that i dont have a mac charger, my mac laptop screen broke and looks like someone took a sledgehammer to it, exams were coming up, assignments were piling up and i had some things to deal with (sorry to all the gossip whores but this remains quiet). Anyways, my exams are finished and i have freedom begging me at my feet to let loose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   My knee is going away on a holiday (hospital) for a little while to recuperate (surgery) from the stress (old knee injuries) that has acumulated over the times. All the old knee injuries are resurfacing and im feeling old as i have to walk up stairs really slowly and i feel as though i have aged a full 30 years even though im 21! Basketball, rugby and skating are all to blame for the torn miniscus and damaged ligaments. If you do see me in crutches you will know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken of Panda Choe's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Decribe yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mobileworld.com.my/images/gallery//jasonlo11_20051011_-455179334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.mobileworld.com.my/images/gallery//jasonlo11_20051011_-455179334.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats what some people say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. No, seriously describe yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/36895302428357l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/36895302428357l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LFC represent. Scouser love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The 2 different environments you wanna be in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maia.cl.au.ac.th/~u4715061/anfield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://maia.cl.au.ac.th/~u4715061/anfield.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.midnightedition.com/wallpapers/img/beach8jan2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.midnightedition.com/wallpapers/img/beach8jan2003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you could thrown something at your enemy, what would it be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poster.net/boy-george/boy-george-photo-xl-boy-george-6227175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.poster.net/boy-george/boy-george-photo-xl-boy-george-6227175.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who do you know eats alot but never gets fat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/48/7898406/10485884463039l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/48/7898406/10485884463039l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who are the 3 people among your friends who have changed the most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/64/77/7417746/24991001715312l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/64/77/7417746/24991001715312l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know the other 2, my friends are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. two things you hate the most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.bentley.edu/students/a/alsaud_fais/images/Manchester_United.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://web.bentley.edu/students/a/alsaud_fais/images/Manchester_United.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ozane.com/images/pestprofileimages/browncockroach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.ozane.com/images/pestprofileimages/browncockroach.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Tell me a secret:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.demolitioncomics.com/itempics/15152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.demolitioncomics.com/itempics/15152.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a slut for Archie comics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Whats your favourite food:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lunaroutpost.com/gallery/earth/images/earth_full_hires%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.lunaroutpost.com/gallery/earth/images/earth_full_hires%20copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who do you feel like slapping now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anekdota.dyndns.org/jotd23/att-0464/02-ronaldo-crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://anekdota.dyndns.org/jotd23/att-0464/02-ronaldo-crying.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid cry baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How do you think you sleep at night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.temulency.com/uploaded_images/insomnia-708533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://blog.temulency.com/uploaded_images/insomnia-708533.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What car(s) do you feel like driving:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tuningnews.net/news/041124/abt-golf5-gti-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.tuningnews.net/news/041124/abt-golf5-gti-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My future baby. Only 2 months more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.canadiandriver.com/news/04images/dbr9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.canadiandriver.com/news/04images/dbr9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.ics.purdue.edu/~ecrawfo1/saleen_s7-red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://web.ics.purdue.edu/~ecrawfo1/saleen_s7-red.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bahbnet.net/net/Desktops_by_Bahb/Carrera%20GT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.bahbnet.net/net/Desktops_by_Bahb/Carrera%20GT.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is THE ultimate! Oh so sexy, oooh, aaahh. I think i wet myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Whats the longest you emo-ed for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Quite a long time but i dont have a picture that can explain what went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Name me a hottie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://linuxreviews.org/software/x11-terms/aterm/elisha-cuthbert-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://linuxreviews.org/software/x11-terms/aterm/elisha-cuthbert-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who are your favourite heroes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikinfo.org/upload/5/54/Cheicon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.wikinfo.org/upload/5/54/Cheicon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polity.org.za/html/people/images/nelsonm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.polity.org.za/html/people/images/nelsonm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn-52.cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users12/evilquince/default/msg-115668246955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://cdn-52.cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users12/evilquince/default/msg-115668246955.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Whos the horniest person you know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/15437270421078l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/15437270421078l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it has to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What do you feel like eating now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycampusdining.com/albany/admin/images/Burger%20King.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.mycampusdining.com/albany/admin/images/Burger%20King.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. When you are paranoid about spiritual figures trialing you, what do you think of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crimelibrary.com/graphics/photos/notorious_murders/famous/dahila/1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.crimelibrary.com/graphics/photos/notorious_murders/famous/dahila/1a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What kind of face would you show someone who stole your boy/ girl away from you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.movieweb.com/gallery/265/02/jason.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://media.movieweb.com/gallery/265/02/jason.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Whats your ideal school uniform:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maskworld.com/pix/beards/large/6017-rocker-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.maskworld.com/pix/beards/large/6017-rocker-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who do you spend most of your late nights with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Anyone who makes my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What do you feel like stepping on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yoyo-kikaku.org/knight/chara/chara_img/night_rocker2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.yoyo-kikaku.org/knight/chara/chara_img/night_rocker2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What do you feel like doing right after this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anonymousman.cocolog-nifty.com/the_secret_institute/Tiger-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://anonymousman.cocolog-nifty.com/the_secret_institute/Tiger-thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Veni Vidi Vici"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34610657-116542384593898369?l=truespinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/feeds/116542384593898369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34610657&amp;postID=116542384593898369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/116542384593898369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/116542384593898369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/2006/12/long-awaited-post.html' title='The long awaited post.'/><author><name>truespinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307807341656372143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/3099759216093l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34610657.post-116237365607291297</id><published>2006-11-01T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T01:40:11.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy DeepaRaya, broken Mac charger and a guilty conscience.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/coal/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://zindy.zone.dk/images/drawings/coal/sad.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Happy Deepavali and Selamat Hari Raya to all out there. There did'nt seem to be alot of hype this time round and i only attended 2 open houses. I did like the fact that the roads were so empty and it was fantastic to drive on especially with no jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   It has been a while since i blogged or even gone online as my Mac charger went bust and it costs RM500 to buy a new one. So sorry for the delay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I have been feeling really guilty and bad recently for what i did to my baby. I lied to her in a terrible way and i regret it so much. What was i thinking? Doing this to someone so special, to someone i have finally found worth being with. I am still feeling sh*t about it and im really relieved i got another chance cos' i dont ever want to do it again as i cant lose this. I thought about it alot and i had restless sleep last night and am pretty exhausted but it is because of this guilt i am having. How could i be such an idiot? I am truly sorry for what i have done. Yes i am pretty emo at the moment but what to do. I *heart* you baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34610657-116237365607291297?l=truespinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/feeds/116237365607291297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34610657&amp;postID=116237365607291297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/116237365607291297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/116237365607291297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-deeparaya-broken-mac-charger-and.html' title='Happy DeepaRaya, broken Mac charger and a guilty conscience.'/><author><name>truespinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307807341656372143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/3099759216093l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34610657.post-116110333732943227</id><published>2006-10-17T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T19:41:04.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fooot Fuaah! Singapore, Baz Birthday, Slayer and other randomness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flagsofworld.com/images/worldflags/Singapore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.flagsofworld.com/images/worldflags/Singapore.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Ah, so i am back from Singapore. The trip was funny as hell and we had a kick-ass time in our neighbouring country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/1600/34423580360714l.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/320/34423580360714l.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           *you know its true*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/1600/1291177829_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/320/1291177829_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           *Bo and I @ Slayer*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So we checked in to Lloyd's Inn at about 2 o' clock PEE EMM and decided to go down to orchard road to check out what we wanted and needed to buy. Yes, we went shopping. No, i did not say that in a girly voice. We went from all the way down Orchard Road in search for our items. Anyways, at about 6.30 we headed back to our room and 'ta-paued' some Taco Bell. Hell yeah! I've always wanted to eat Taco Bell. So after buka puasa with Bo we chilled out till 8.15 and made our way to the Slayer concert. We would have been on time till some idiot chose to give us the wrong directions. In the end, we had to drive all the way down to Changi Airport and as a result ended up  there at 9.00. Sh*t we are late! Luckily and relieved Slayer arrived late too. Heh heh. They apologized for the late entrance because of their management. Well, the show must go on. It kicked ass! There were 40 to 50 yr old people over there AND they brought their kids and wives along for it and they were head banging as well. It was awesome 'Angel of Death', 'Seasons in the Abyss' and of course 'Raining Blood' were played and even though we did'nt mosh much we got good pics and an awesome video of 'Raining Blood'. After the show we headed back to the hotel to go and eat with Jeremey and Baz. That is of course if we did'nt get lost and drove all the way to Bedok and Tampines. By 12.30AM we got ready and went for 'sahur' with Bo and walked down the road for food. As we were about to cross the street we saw a cop car and a fire truck washing down this section of the road because of a small oil spill, and we saw the hottest policewoman that we have ever seen in the south-east Asian region. At about 2.00 we headed back to our room for sleep after a good meal and alot of sh*t-talk.&lt;br /&gt;   The next morning we woke up and went shopping for everything we saw yesterday. I bought the Liverpool Adidas Jacket, Nike Air Force One and AdiRacing shoes, 2 shirts, shorts and jeans. This ordeal took about 7 hours. Just before buka puasa we dropped out stuff off at the room and went down the road to get ready to eat. After a hefty meal we headed back to the room to get changed for M.O.S (Ministry Of Sound) down at Clark Quay. Before heading off to M.O.S Mik and I had to go and meet up with my parents at Hereen to chill out with them while they had dinner at Vi'llage. Sammie messaged me then and i walked the entire shopping centre just to find a payphone that works but to my dismay there were none. We reached M.O.S at 11.00, parked and headed inside. I love this place! The atmosphere, the people, the service, the music was just fantastic. It beats Zouk KL hands down. Their main room is the size of Zouk KL, their hip hop/ r and b room had a cage inside where the ladies can go to shake their booty, the retro room makes you feel like you were attending an Abba concert. We got Basil smashed with a few drinks and the infamous Flaming Lambo. We did'nt stay till closing and got back to the room at roughly 3.00 in the morning. At this point i was missing Sammie terribly and could'nt wait to see her the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/1600/1291185636_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/320/1291185636_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            *Me rocking the L.F.C jacket chav style, Jeremy, Bo and Baz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Woke up around 11.00AM and got ready to leave Singapore and head back to good ol' KL. By 2.15PM we were already on our way back but the torrential downpour deterred us from making it back on time. Once home i had to go and buy food for my parents as they were tired as hell so i headed down to Devi's to buy some food then Sammie called and said she was in front of my house so i rushed back home cos' i could'nt wait to see her. When i parked in front of my house Sammie, Sher, Sammo, Manda, Inghaw and Ming Wei were standing there and i got out and went towards Sammie and she jumped on me then we hugged and it just felt so good seeing here again. Yes, corny i know, so make me say those 4 words you are so aching to hear, Shut the hell up! Bangkung was our next stop but not before we munched down some Secret Recipe food. This Bangkung session is to congratulate Baz on turning at the tender age of 19. The girls got presents for him then it was time for the fun to start. 2 cartons of eggs and 2 big bags of flour and half a cake. You get the idea? Basically, Baz was smashed. hahahha. Oh, Manda when i first saw the cake i thought to myself 'will i die if i eat this?' Honestly my first reaction was'nt a good one but once i ate it i have to say it was a commendable effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Now im just going to put up random photos that have been taken over the last few years. I know a few people who have said to me "eh, why you never put more pics up ah?'. Well here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/1600/18975365_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/320/18975365_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 *This is Baz. Not The Rock*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/1600/989831925_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/320/989831925_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   *Silversein- Smashed into pieces, ADP charity show*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/1600/1257433411_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/320/1257433411_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   *Mik and Sun posing in front of the Black Maria police truck during the Castle raid, we came out on Edisi Siasat hahah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/1600/26082006151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/320/26082006151.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       *Someone actually reserved a table on Zouk under this name. Hahaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/1600/29082006167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/320/29082006167.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              *Winning E crew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/1600/Awesome.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/320/Awesome.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                   *Scenery*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/1600/30082006193.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/320/30082006193.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  *Father father, Daughter daughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/1600/IMG_0048.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/320/IMG_0048.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 *Tani kakis*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/1600/DSC00428.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/320/DSC00428.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                  *My setup*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/1600/IMG_0004-3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/320/IMG_0004-3.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   *Sherry Berry and I camwhoring*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/1600/19092006124.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/320/19092006124.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         *SammieBaby and Me :D*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i know, you are all wondering where the resot of the pictures of the trip are. Well they are'nt uploaded yet but i will put em up when i get the pics.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, Adios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mastodon- Pendulous Skin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34610657-116110333732943227?l=truespinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/feeds/116110333732943227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34610657&amp;postID=116110333732943227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/116110333732943227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/116110333732943227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/2006/10/fooot-fuaah-singapore-baz-birthday.html' title='Fooot Fuaah! Singapore, Baz Birthday, Slayer and other randomness.'/><author><name>truespinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307807341656372143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/3099759216093l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34610657.post-116050954976553614</id><published>2006-10-10T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T12:45:49.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The long awaited one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pickyourshoes.com/images/shoes/superstar35_rhcp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.pickyourshoes.com/images/shoes/superstar35_rhcp.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.st11.yimg.com/us.st.yimg.com/I/harputsadidas_1915_1655091"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://us.st11.yimg.com/us.st.yimg.com/I/harputsadidas_1915_1655091" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   Yes, i know its being a month since i posted but i just got lazy for a while and also spending time with a special *ahem*... so yeah. Oh, also my mac charger ko-ed on me i havent been able to charge so i had to borrow my dads.&lt;br /&gt;   So without further a due, here it is... the update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.starstore.com/acatalog/slayer_eagle_poster_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.starstore.com/acatalog/slayer_eagle_poster_L.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Singapore is round the corner with Slayer playing on the 13th (FUCK YEAH!) and Basil's birthday at M.O.S. Its gonna be a blast. I cant wait. This time round i am bringing money so perhaps just once in my life can i find a size 14 Adi superstars, 35th anniversary edition Music 1 RHCP. Well this time round, i am prepared. You see the last time i went down about 2 months ago i saw em' but i did'nt buy them. The thing with me is i love some shoes but its just that apparently they dont ship in size 14 or they dont produce them in 14. Curse of the giant! Come on shoe companies, there is a market for people bigger than 13. Tsk tsk. And you know what they say about guys with big feet? ..... big socks and big toes. Hahahah. I cant wear anyone's shoes or buy any of them either. Sigh, woe is me, woe is me. So in conclusion, if i see the shoe in my size i buy it cos' you not gonna find many around here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Note: Baby, i know you are laughing at this cos we talked about it and i actually did write about it. I hate you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I have dropped another kilo today and i am proud of myself. Gym and herbalife really does the job. Fatty? Did someone say fatty? Im looking around but i dont see one. Hehhehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Im happy at the moment. I am. Even with the haze going on i am happy. You're probably thinking 'yeah, only for today'. But the thing i have been happy for quite a few weeks now. Quite a change from the last post eh? Yes it has been good. The day seems nicer and brighter even with the rain that killed my plant at the front. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So back to Singapore. On Friday Basil, Jeremy, Bo, My bro and I are all setting out at 9AM to head down south to singapore. We will be without the girls (Sammie, Sam and Sher), we wanted them to come but some complications came up. Dont worry we shall bear gifts upon our return. So the schedule is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9AM: Leave house and start heading down to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.30AM: Stop at rest stop because i forgot to pee before heading on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.30PM: Reach border and fill fuel cos' we dont wanna pay the Singaporeans a cent for their fuel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.30PM: Arrive at Lloyd's Inn and unpack and get changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.30PM: Wander Orchard Road for food and shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.00PM: Head back and prepare for Slayer and make sure we eat Taco Bells for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Well, thats the schedule so far for that day. The next day is Mr. Lim's birthday. I will of course be missing Sammie alot. Hun, its being 2 months and we see each other everyday (this is the downside of the trip) and this 3 days is gonna weird. There will be a void in my space. Take care of yourself baby, i'll miss you like food to a fat kid on a diet :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   College has started once again and i am aiming high for this sem. I am thinking A for publication design and B for bio. My class got cancelled today, as much as i wanted to go and see what it was about i was pretty happy i didnt have to go. heheeh. Prom planning is also so difficult especially when you are in college and not high school anymore and you have to plan the whole thing yourself. Alot of work but hoepfully it pays off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Adios, till i return from my trip. Yes, i will put up pictures. Slayer, Birthday, Crazy times, Good company. Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song: Weezer- only in dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34610657-116050954976553614?l=truespinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/feeds/116050954976553614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34610657&amp;postID=116050954976553614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/116050954976553614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/116050954976553614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/2006/10/long-awaited-one.html' title='The long awaited one.'/><author><name>truespinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307807341656372143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/3099759216093l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34610657.post-115933325904001464</id><published>2006-09-26T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T22:00:59.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dangerous Weapons: Smiles, knives and guns.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.nasaexplores.com/lessons/04-202/images/muscleman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://media.nasaexplores.com/lessons/04-202/images/muscleman.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please mind the heading, i just did'nt know what to put for today, so, i decided on just put something random i found online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M IN PAIN! It hurts real bad as well. No, its not heartbreak, i sprained my hip. All of you must be thinking 'Tsk. Small matter, i thought it would be heartbreak. We all love juicy gossip dont we?'. I went to the gym today after missing out last week and i think i pushed my self too hard. I brought Sammo along to go with me but it turned out to be hilarious. She wanted to go home after 5 minutes. Sam thats not a workout. This instructer was hitting on Sammo as well and she was just laughing at everything. Ah, a real gym virgin. We vegetated in front of the TV after that with Shermaine watching OTH on one laptop, Sammie watching Prison Break on my laptop, Sammo and I just watching crap on TV then, finally Prison break and Mik was playing winning E. After that 4 hour ordeal we headed down to Bangsar to go and check out some DVD's. I was annoying Sammie the whole night and i went overboard. Ooops, my bad. I wont annoy you tomorrow, instead i'll wait till the day after. hahahhaha. Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, i have noticed a decay in society? Dont you guys see it? Its happening everywhere. Crime rates are up, Rempits are... oh wait sorry, let me be politically correct: Mat Cemerlang. As i was saying, Remplits are rampant. Things just arent great now and what is our government doing about it? Lets see, oh yeah they did the.... hmmmm, no,no, no. Oh they did send out.... wait, wait not that either. Oh yeah i forgot, NOTHING! People just cant seem to get in harmoniously, its just something that baffles me. I guess its the attitude of most people out there. Its the wrong mindset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well todays post is a short one and im kinda lost for word now. Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song im currently listening to: Jimmy Eat World- Kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Time heals all"- Unkown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34610657-115933325904001464?l=truespinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/feeds/115933325904001464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34610657&amp;postID=115933325904001464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/115933325904001464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/115933325904001464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/2006/09/dangerous-weapons-smiles-knives-and.html' title='Dangerous Weapons: Smiles, knives and guns.'/><author><name>truespinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307807341656372143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/3099759216093l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34610657.post-115913189647268180</id><published>2006-09-24T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T14:08:57.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything, everything and all things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.alexanders.net/ams/sites/vandy/question.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.alexanders.net/ams/sites/vandy/question.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know most of the time when i come online to blog i usually have a topic i would like to address or i'll explain my day. As for today, i am completely blur and i just have no idea what im going to write. Hmmmmm. I guess i'll just have to say whatever comes into my mind for the next 15 minutes or so. Please mind the bullet points as i am pretty lazy at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Liverpool beat Tottenham 3-0. Gonzalez, Kuyt and Risse scored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ruums on Saturday was pretty good. I cant say it was the best as it was "feng tau" music, but, i got my whiskey and partied with Singh, Gavin, Don, Sherry Berry, My 'daughter' Wen Di, MJ, Sammo and Sammie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I watched 12 episodes of Prison Break in a row. I went into a vegetable state and just rotted in front of the TV. Oh well thats what i call the holiday syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-On Friday, we had a blast in Genting with our cookout and being the greedy people we are, bought way too much food for everyone. You could have fed an army with the amount of food we bought. Woe is me! Woe is me! The bunch consisted of Iqbal, Fera, Iwan, Muha, Jeevan, Jeremy, Din, Mik, Basil, Sammo, Sammie and I. Sammie and i whacked most of the first bottle of Club 99 by ourselves. Babe, i didnt need to have a shower that night when you were trying to pronounce some ridiculous word and if you want my arm just saw it off next time then you can keep it. heh heh. Food was good, experience was good, the weather did get a little bit out of hand and of course enjoyed the company of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The torrential downpour that happened in Saturday afternoon just proves my point that our roads in Malaysia are 'perfect'. They are perfect in the sense that when it rains you can see chunks of the road dissapear and just float down the road, thus creating massive potholes that DAMAGED MY SUSPENSION! Lets all thank our fabulous government for taxing us and offering us the best roads money can buy. Ah so much to say about the government but i shall make that another post for another day as there are just way too many issues to elucidate. I just find some of our governments decisions.... deplorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I am blogging this in my toilet. Yes my toilet. I consider my toilet a sanctuary as this is where i get my alone time and i can just sit and ponder about all that goes round. Everyone has their sanctuary, regardless of wether its their toilet, a corner in Chow Kit, Starbucks or the side of the road. The four walls, the sink and my 'throne' absorb what my mind speaks and offers me alot of enlightenment and peace. I will miss my toilet once i move to KL. Dear, oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Im such a whore for tea. I love tea and i hope tea loves me. Camomile, Darjeeling, Early Gray, Orange Pico, Green Tea and even the standard Boh or Lipton. I cant live without tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The inevitable has happened. I have to actually start planning what i want my room to look like when i move. Now, i am not a person that actually sits down and visualises what i want my room to look like or what it has to consist. But i got to start somewhere. Lets see.... so far i got down 4 walls and a bed. Yep, hows that for vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is where i sign off and get to bed because i got to wake up at 10 and get ready to pick SammieBaby up. I dont know how im going to do it but im going to try. Do you think 10 alarms is enough for a wake up call? hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why cant we all, just, get along?"- Jack Nicholson, Mars Attacks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34610657-115913189647268180?l=truespinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/feeds/115913189647268180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34610657&amp;postID=115913189647268180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/115913189647268180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/115913189647268180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/2006/09/anything-everything-and-all-things.html' title='Anything, everything and all things.'/><author><name>truespinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307807341656372143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/3099759216093l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34610657.post-115879367943135506</id><published>2006-09-20T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T16:13:14.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is.... 5.55AM. Date... um, 24th?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.holmesdale.net/images/news/342_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.holmesdale.net/images/news/342_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Damn it is late? or is it early? Well, it was all worth it. Liverpool beat Newcastle 2-0 with Kuyt who scored the first and Xabi Alonso in the 2nd. Liverpool's 2nd win of the season started with Kuyt receiving a Stevie Finnan cross, after some fabulous teamwork, in the 29th minute followed by man-of-the-match Xabi Alonso who scored a stunning wonder-goal from 70 yards (a-la Beckham style) to seal the winner for the Reds in the 79th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Hell yeah, we are back on track. Kuyt's first goal, with his energy could now get us places. But he has to finish a little better then that would be fantastic. Bellamy is aching for a goal and im sure he will score in the next one or two games. Go Reds! We are scousers.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You'll never walk alone...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you walk through a storm,&lt;br /&gt;Hold your head up high,&lt;br /&gt;And don't be afraid of the dark.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of a storm,&lt;br /&gt;There's a golden sky,&lt;br /&gt;And the sweet silver song of a lark.&lt;br /&gt;Walk on through the wind, Walk on through the rain,&lt;br /&gt;Though your dreams be tossed and blown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;And you'll never walk alone.......&lt;br /&gt;You'll never walk alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;And you'll never walk alone.......&lt;br /&gt;You'll never walk alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Thats my holy song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well nuff bout footie. I met "someone" roughly about 2 months ago. She has been someone i have known for almost 6 years and i have seen her go through alot, but also seen alot of good and she has changed so nicely to someone even better. 2 months on i sit here writing this, thinking of her, talking bout footie and thinking about sleeping. It has been a really good 2 months and she does make a difference when im feeling low. A major difference. Now this "someone" does have a name but i wont say it. She is a great person, with a good heart and caring-nature. I could say more but you should guess. She made me into a bit of a softie because of her R and B along with House and emo songs. But i still put on my Black Dahlia Murder, Trivium, Lamb of God, Mastodon, Underoath and Slayer when im driving home by myself. Sorry beautiful but i still got to listen to my "calming music" to keep me sane :P    But sometimes i secretly put on that Natalie- Stay song and Snow Patrol and i just smile. &lt;br /&gt;And here babe, this is for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your virtual Petaling Street. Remember the flowers we saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lilyscoffeehouse.com/Bridal_bouquet_light_purple_roses_81k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.lilyscoffeehouse.com/Bridal_bouquet_light_purple_roses_81k.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you baby. You will probably be sitting next to me reading this while i am probably sleeping, watching tv, messing with my phone or annoying you but i still got to say...... Is you dad a terrorist?........ No?, Why?............. Cos, baby you the bomb :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34610657-115879367943135506?l=truespinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/feeds/115879367943135506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34610657&amp;postID=115879367943135506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/115879367943135506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/115879367943135506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/2006/09/time-is-555am-date-um-24th.html' title='Time is.... 5.55AM. Date... um, 24th?'/><author><name>truespinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307807341656372143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/3099759216093l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34610657.post-115865421244094359</id><published>2006-09-19T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T00:33:48.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://homepage.ruhr-uni-bochum.de/Michael.Kusnierz/pictures/middle_finger.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://homepage.ruhr-uni-bochum.de/Michael.Kusnierz/pictures/middle_finger.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate getting sick. It is a terrible feeling and you dont feel like you can function properly. The flu. Ah, yes the flu. The common cold has gotten the better of me and i am sitting here blogging while i am supposed to be working but as long as no one notices i guess i can get away scott-free. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;   On Saturday i attended the Heineken thirst event @ KL tower to but to my dismay the event left little to be desired. Sure i had my friends around me but i was bored as there was no WHISKY! The only thing they had was lukewarm Heineken beer. What a conjob. RM50 down the drain. Tsk tsk. To make matters more bleak, Groove Armada played a fantastic-yet-short-lived 45 minute set. Once again i say "tsk, tsk". There seems to be some drama going around about people hating on others about what they wear. How preposterous! See, the thing is, is that people tend to make unconvincing, unreliable comments that offer no substance thus, leading to the point of their immaturity. Lets see, we live in a pretty conservative country where conformity is being upheld, so i guess the breaking out of this rigid structure is deemed as an individualistic trait that people want to follow. Take the example of Japan where the rigid structure of their society and take a look at their fashion sense. Sure, i think its weird but who cares, they just want to dress in whatever way they desire. Another point i want to stress is, how people can be so materialistic and they think they are better than others jut because they spent thousands on a bag. I wear fake clothing from Petaling street and i really dont care if someone says its fake, what i do care about is that "those" people look down on you just bacause it is a rip-off. My my, what has this society turned itself into. I will wear whatever i like whenever i like and even if it is fake i really would appreciate it if you kept your comments to yourself. Not all of us are as fortunate as you to afford to finest labels. To make things worse, i see these 16-17 year old kids prancing around with their hoity-toity labelled bags and clothing showing off their new purchases. ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS!?!? its not even your own money that you bought them with. Well good luck to those people as im sure life must be so easy by being spoon-fed. Where are the work ethics? Do you even know the value of money? Well, i shall leave it here and let you ponder on my rhetorical questions. Lets see how you get by in life.&lt;br /&gt;   Alas, the holidays have started. So much to do and so little time. A friend of mine passed away recently and when i attended mass at church i heard something that had alot of meaning behind it. Now, i am not a religious person of any sort and consider myself a free thinker but, this priest enlightened me and from that moment on i will live by a new outlook on life. He said "everyone is afraid to die, yet, everyone is afraid to live." Think about it for a moment. It made sense to me, maybe it will for you as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Man sleeps for 1/3 of his life yet is scared of death" - Sigmund Freud&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34610657-115865421244094359?l=truespinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/feeds/115865421244094359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34610657&amp;postID=115865421244094359' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/115865421244094359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/115865421244094359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day.'/><author><name>truespinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307807341656372143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/3099759216093l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34610657.post-115857733232778028</id><published>2006-09-18T03:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T04:02:12.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I...</title><content type='html'>1. ..hate bugs. &lt;br /&gt;2. ..think that we should all be doing our best to help Africa. &lt;br /&gt;3. ..think zooey deschanel is beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;4. ..dont like reading spy/thriller/espionage books. &lt;br /&gt;5. ..think Roald Dahl is a genius and an amazing author. &lt;br /&gt;6. ..hate racists. &lt;br /&gt;7. ..want our country, Malaysia, to grow economically and socially. &lt;br /&gt;8. ..want the people here to grow up and stop being so immature. &lt;br /&gt;9. ..will kill for my family. &lt;br /&gt;10. ..do get hard-ons from just the sight of certain cars. &lt;br /&gt;11. ..love music. &lt;br /&gt;12. ..hate the fact that the youth of today are being brainwashed and turned into robots. &lt;br /&gt;13. ..hate close-minded people. &lt;br /&gt;14. ..named my guitar. &lt;br /&gt;15. ..hugged my guitar to sleep before. &lt;br /&gt;16. ..am a smoker and drinker. &lt;br /&gt;17. ..procrastinate alot. &lt;br /&gt;18. ..think who ever the first person who thought of smoking a leaf called marijuana is a pure genius. &lt;br /&gt;19. ..enjoy driving around by myself with no purpose just to get caught up in my thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;20. ..want to direct movies. &lt;br /&gt;21. ..think Tim Burton has one of the most twisted, creative minds out there. &lt;br /&gt;22. ..fucking hate the emo hair. &lt;br /&gt;23. ..want people to stop typing in this way "hI!!! hOw aRE u, WoUld YoU lIkE 2 tALK )(@&amp;*()@&amp;" for fucks sake, whats wrong with typing normally. &lt;br /&gt;24. ..think gangster rap and pop punk can suck my left nut. &lt;br /&gt;25. ..hate people who think that we people in Malaysia still live in Long houses in the city. We are pretty advanced you know. 26. ..wanna bump uglies with Elisha Cuthbert, Carmen Electra and Jessica Alba. &lt;br /&gt;27. ..enjoy dramas and love movies. So sue me! I'm a hopeless romantic. &lt;br /&gt;28. ..hate girls who talk like imadumbcuntthathastousethewordlikeeverysentence. &lt;br /&gt;29. ..wanna meet Rivers Cuomos. &lt;br /&gt;30. ..support whole-heartedly and passionately Liverpool FC. &lt;br /&gt;31. ..am amazed at the pieces of work from Salvador Dali, M.C Escher and Francis Bacon. &lt;br /&gt;32. ..love video games. &lt;br /&gt;33. ..love comics. &lt;br /&gt;34. ..enjoy skating. &lt;br /&gt;35. ..am a metalhead &lt;br /&gt;36. ..need to pee now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34610657-115857733232778028?l=truespinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/feeds/115857733232778028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34610657&amp;postID=115857733232778028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/115857733232778028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/115857733232778028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/2006/09/i_18.html' title='I...'/><author><name>truespinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307807341656372143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/3099759216093l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34610657.post-115857680185690485</id><published>2006-09-18T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T03:53:21.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/1600/197728255_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/3816/320/197728255_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, i have been de-virginized or as us guys may say (no matter how offensive it may be, it must be said) "popped the cherry". I..... Now..... have.... a..... Blog! This is my first post and i shall do my very best not to bore you and perhaps even enlighten you. Let us not waste time and move along swiftly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Well, no matter how cliche it may be, or how lame it is. My 1st post shall be about me. "What?!" you say. I know, i know. Everything about me is already on friendster so why should i babble on about myself? Well i guess this is the part where i come up with: A) An amazing coverline. Or B) Explain why i am the self centered, egotistical (sp?) person that i am and with full honesty. Well, this first post will probably give you a better understanding to who i am. Cheh, that was an answer of A+B. I shall name this new formula..... C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   My name is Nikolai Alexander Maximillian Huang Xian Hui Svrcula and yes it is a mouthful to pronounce. I am 20 years of age (anyone realize how much of a primary 4 essay it sounds like) and have been put through good times and the bad. Thanks to the latter i am who i am today. I will always try my best to never regret an experience or a mistake. Simply put "Never regret a mistake, treat it like a learning curve, be glad it did happen, experiences only happen once, then it is stored in your mind as a memory"&lt;br /&gt;   My excellent choice of photos and camera angles show me in a "slimmer" light, but not perfect as you can still spot the chin. Yep, theres a WHOLE lot of love for me to give and it comes in excess baggage. I am fat, and frankly i really couldnt care because i am happy. When people call me from the end of another room and they yell "Hey! Fat Ass!" I dont get offended because i know who i am and i dont give a (excuse me for the vulgarity) fuck! Yes, i would love to lose weight. Easier said then done yeah? True, true. I wont lose weight just cos a girl said that i would look really good (well of course it did sound very nice and i was extremely flattered), instead, i do it for my health. I smoke way too much ciggies and i drink as well. Now, now, i am not a raging alcoholic who beats women, but it still it a contributing factor to the the body. I have chosen to get fit so that i can continue smoking and drinking in a healthier way. Yeah, many of you think that sounds totally and utterly absurd but hey, im being honest arent i? Its also good for my knees as i have had a pretty bad history with them from my basketball, rugby and skating days.&lt;br /&gt;   I do not have a religion or a god and i do not believe in either. The topic of religion is a sensitive one and i have always treaded lightly and only discuss it under the right environment, circumstances and mood. Never condemn a religion as it is a right for every person to believe whatever he, she, lain-lain choose to commit themselves to. I respect any person in any religion and actually admire them for their following. People should actually start to open up a little more and actually learn to accept rather than shun. Sure, not every religion is perfect, im sure there are a few small minor things that could have been left out. i celebrate chinese new year, i have attempted fasting during the fasting month in the Muslim calendar even though i cracked after 1 day and i will be attending thaipusam for the hindus when it comes around again. So in the famous words of Jack Nicholson from the movie Mars Attacks "Why cant we all just, get along?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Now, lets move onto music. I love music its just such an incredible way to connect to people. A song can evoke such emotions in a person. Now the question is, what sort of music do you listen to? I am a huge fan of rock. Rock in ALMOST every sense. Hard rock, punk, metal, hardcore i love em all but only some. Music is like religion, each person has their own liking towards a certain style/ genre. I have to admit that i do condemn rap, r and b, pop and pop punk and my apologies to those whose particular interest of music lies in this but there are who take the piss out of metal and rock. At the end of the day it comes down to opinion and and the amazing power of choice. My first CD was in fact, Boyzone. Shocking isnt it but im sure everyone must have had cd's that they were embarassed of and that you cant even imaginee yourself now listening to that "crap". Now just a small fact for everyone, not to discredit the fact that i did own a Boyzone cd but it was given to me as a present in Form 1. Go ahead, laugh. My main influence actually came from my dad who is a huge rocker as he actually put headphones round my mom's protuding belly when i was still looking like a lump of jello in her stomach as a fetus. He used to put on Pink Floyd, The Who, Black Sabbath, Uriah Heep, Journey, Chicago, Genesis, Cream, Clapton, Hendrix, Judas Priest, Deep Purple and Led Zeppelin for my listening pleasure. Without these individuals or bands we wouldnt have our music that we have today. They are the pioneers of music of today and influence many others that we look up to today in our modern music. Although i must say i think that the late John Entwhistle (RIP 2004) from The Who must be turning in his grave when Simple Plan came out and released that song "welcome to my life".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I shall not bore any more you into tears and i shall end it here, unless you would like a continuation and i could always write part 2. I think talking about myself in this detail shall end here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34610657-115857680185690485?l=truespinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/feeds/115857680185690485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34610657&amp;postID=115857680185690485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/115857680185690485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34610657/posts/default/115857680185690485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truespinn.blogspot.com/2006/09/alas-i-have-been-de-virginized-or-as.html' title=''/><author><name>truespinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307807341656372143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/67/747695/3099759216093l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
