<?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-31999182</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:54:14.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting the Fire, Fanning the Flames...</title><subtitle type='html'>"For if you remain silent at this time, relief and deliverance for the Jews will arise from another place, but you and your father's family will perish. &lt;b&gt;And who knows but that you came to royal position for such a time as this?&lt;/b&gt; " ~Esther 4:14~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-1815382271485314107</id><published>2010-03-26T14:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T14:37:21.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh out Loud time..</title><content type='html'> Found this while randomly browsing, and I found it so hilarious that i HAD to post it...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Note: This post can be found originally HERE, and it&amp;#39;s written by stuntyone... NONE of these ideas are mine, I&amp;#39;m just reposting them cause i find it hilarious...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Note #2: If you don&amp;#39;t play WoW, then you probably won&amp;#39;t get it. Ghostcrawler is a Blizzard Dev, and warriors are a class in WoW.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;--beginning of post--&lt;br&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://incompetentwarrior.blogspot.com/2009/06/ghostcrawler-vs-warriors.html"&gt;Ghostcrawler  v.s. Warriors.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt; &lt;div class="post-header"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before I  start I just want to say that I know this is completely unfair towards  Ghostcrawler on my behalf. But you know what? It&amp;#39;s my blog and I&amp;#39;m going  to do whatever the hell I feel like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mid Wrath of  the Lich King 3.0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warriors:&lt;/span&gt;  I want to play arms in PvE and PvP ... But I do love this titans grip  thing mow that they removed the hit penalty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ghostcrawler:&lt;/span&gt; What&amp;#39;s the state of  warriors at the moment?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forum  Browsing Lacky:&lt;/span&gt; Well they want to play arms but they are  reasonably content at the moment.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GC:&lt;/span&gt; And the other classes? Are they complaining about  warriors?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FBL:&lt;/span&gt; No not to  any great level.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GC: &lt;/span&gt;Ok  then my job here is done.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Late Wrath of the Lich king 3.0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warriors:&lt;/span&gt; GOD I LOVE TITANS GRIP. But  I wouldn&amp;#39;t mind playing arms in PvP and PvE.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other Classes&lt;/span&gt;: Warriors do too much  damage. QQ&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forum Browsing Lacky&lt;/span&gt;:  Ghostcrawler sir, the other classes are complaining that warriors are  doing too much damage.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ghostcrawler:&lt;/span&gt;  Are they doing too much damage?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FBL:&lt;/span&gt;  It does seam that way sir. They are topping the damage meter&amp;#39;s on most  fights.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GC:&lt;/span&gt; I will not  stand for this injustice!!! Bring me my nerf bat!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FBL:&lt;/span&gt; The normal one sir?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GC:&lt;/span&gt; No I think this calls for the  special &amp;quot;Paladin edition&amp;quot; nerf bat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FBL:&lt;/span&gt; But Sir, the Paladin edition was designed to nerf  through &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bubble&lt;/span&gt;. Isn&amp;#39;t that  going a bit over board?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GC: &lt;/span&gt;No  it&amp;#39;s not! Topping the damage meter&amp;#39;s, we&amp;#39;ll see about that.  Muhahahahahaaaaa!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Early 3.1 Warrior Changes Are Announced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warriors:&lt;/span&gt; NOES NOT MY TITANS  GRIP!!!!! QQ&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other Classes:&lt;/span&gt;  Serves you right, stupid warriors. Hehehehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forum Browsing Lacky:&lt;/span&gt; Sir the warriors  are QQing at a massive level.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ghostcrawler:&lt;/span&gt;  Are the other classes happy?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FBL:  &lt;/span&gt;They do seem to be ... but those warriors are really going at  it. I haven&amp;#39;t seen this much QQ since my last visit to the mage forums.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GC:&lt;/span&gt; That does seem bad. I&amp;#39;d better  throw them a bone. Hmmm, now what were they wanting a while ago?&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wrath of  the Lich King 3.1 Live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warriors:&lt;/span&gt; My titans grip is still nerfed. But I can play  arms now ... and Oooooh look at that Juggernaut talent man thats nice  for PvE and god does it rock in PvP. I can PvP again YAY.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other Classes:&lt;/span&gt; Warriors can charge in  combat. QQ. After they charge they get an auto crit. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;QQ&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ghostcrawler:&lt;/span&gt; What&amp;#39;s the state of warriors at the moment?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forum Browsing Lacky:&lt;/span&gt; Well the fact  they can PvP properly again has distracted them from the TG nerf. And  the fact that they can do some decent damage as arms in PvE seems to  have placated them in that regard also. There are still some die hard TG  QQer&amp;#39;s though.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GC:&lt;/span&gt; And  the other classes?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FBL: &lt;/span&gt;They  hate Juggernaut in PvP.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GC:&lt;/span&gt;  Time for a &amp;quot;Ghostcrawler Special&amp;quot; I think. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*goes and releases a statement that they are not going to nerf  juggernaut into the ground because it will cause warriors to collapse in  PvP again.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GC:&lt;/span&gt;  That should do the trick.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FBL&lt;/span&gt;:  Sir the other classes are still QQing ... and pretty hard.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GC:&lt;/span&gt; Time to put the &amp;quot;Special&amp;quot; into  the &amp;quot;Ghostcrawler Special&amp;quot;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*introduces  a 75% reduction on the Juggernaut crit bonus*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warriors:&lt;/span&gt; Ok so mabe it was a little  overpowered. I still don&amp;#39;t like the change though.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other Classes&lt;/span&gt;: But but but ... they  can still charge us. QQ&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GC:&lt;/span&gt;  How are the warriors taking the news?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FBL:&lt;/span&gt; Surprisingly well sir.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GC:&lt;/span&gt; And the other classes?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FBL:&lt;/span&gt; They still don&amp;#39;t like the  constant &amp;quot;in combat&amp;quot; charges Sir.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GC:&lt;/span&gt; Time to make this special a double. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*goes and introduces a 5 second penalty on  the charge cooldown*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warriors:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Squeal *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GC:&lt;/span&gt; Working as intended.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please note  that this is a product of my caffeine saturated sleep deprived mind and  these view are not those of Ghostcrawler, the SoL guild, or have  anything to do with reality in any way (except that the nerfs happened).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So  until next time this is Stuntyone the Incompetent Warrior signing off. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;--end of post--&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;---commencement of laughter---&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;---end of laughter---&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Grace and Peace,&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-1815382271485314107?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/1815382271485314107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=1815382271485314107&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/1815382271485314107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/1815382271485314107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2010/03/laugh-out-loud-time.html' title='Laugh out Loud time..'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-4915777751846429618</id><published>2009-10-16T08:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T08:11:05.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Guys!</title><content type='html'>Hey, guys and gals... i entered this contest to win a pair of headphones, and all i need are views on YouTube =) so the link is below and if you&amp;#39;ll click on it and watch the video, i would be much obliged... Oh, yeah... did i mention that i&amp;#39;m actually sorta-kinda DANCING? Yeah, watch it, have a good laugh, and help me to win a pair of headphones =) &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Oh, and if you know anyone else who might be interested in watching this, do forward it... Every view counts! =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qSvDLTVD5QE"&gt; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qSvDLTVD5QE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;br&gt;Cheers!&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Grace and Peace,&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-4915777751846429618?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4915777751846429618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=4915777751846429618&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/4915777751846429618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/4915777751846429618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi-guys.html' title='Hi Guys!'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-7361090105317958014</id><published>2009-08-04T08:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T08:59:48.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do Malaysian's March?</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer: This article was NOT WRITTEN BY ME... All intellectual rights are the property of Yeo Yang Poh. I obtained this article on the Malaysian Bar website, and am merely reposting it here.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; WHY march, when the government has said that it will review the Internal Security Act? Why march, when there are other very cosy ways of giving your views and feedback?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One would understand if these were questions posed by nine-year-olds. But they are not. They are questions posed by the prime minister of this nation we call our home. Answer we must. So, why?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because thousands who died while in detention cannot march or speak any more. That is why others have to do it for them.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   Because persons in the corridors of power, persons who have amassed tremendous wealth and live in mansions, and persons who are in the position to right wrongs but won't, continue to rule our nation with suffocating might. And they certainly would not march. They would prevent others from marching.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because the have-nots, the sidelined, the oppressed, the discriminated and the persecuted have no effective line to the powerful.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because the nice ways have been tried ad nauseam for decades, but have fallen on deaf ears. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because none of the major recommendations of Suhakam (including on peaceful assembly), or of the commissions of inquiry, has been implemented. Because the proposed Independent Police Complaints and Misconduct Commission (IPCMC) is not in sight, while corruption and insecurity live in every neighbourhood; and (despite reasoned views expressed ever so nicely in opposition) Rela (people's volunteer corps) is being brought in to make matters even worse.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The proponents in "Su Qiu" (remember them?) were not marchers. In fact it is hard to find nicer ways than "su qiu", because the term means "present and request" or "inform and request". In terms of putting forward a view or a request, it is the height of politeness. Yet they were labelled "extremists" – they who did not march.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And now you ask, why march?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because you gave non-marchers a false name! You called them the "silent majority", who by virtue of their silence (so you proudly argued with twisted logic) were supporters of government policies since they were not vocal in raising objections. You claimed to be protecting the interest of the "silent majority". Now some of them do not want to be silent anymore, and you are asking why?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yes, because double standards and hypocrisy cannot be covered up or explained away forever; and incompetence cannot be indefinitely propped up by depleting resources.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because cronyism can only take care of a few people, and the rest will eventually wake up to realise the repeated lies that things were done in certain ways purportedly "for their benefit".&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because the race card, cleverly played for such a long time, is beginning to be seen for what it really is – a despicable tool to divide the rakyat for easier political manipulation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because it does not take much to figure out that there is no good reason why Malaysia, a country with abundant human resources and rich natural resources, does not have a standard of living many times higher than that of Singapore, an island state with no natural resources and that has to import human resources from Malaysia and elsewhere.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because, in general, countries that do not persecute marchers are prosperous or are improving from their previous state of affairs, and those that do are declining.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because Gandhi marched, Mandela marched, Martin Luther King marched, and Tunku Abdul Rahman marched.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because more and more people realise that peaceful assemblies are no threat at all to the security of the nation, although they are a threat to the security of tenure of the ruling elite.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because politicians do not mean it when they say with a straight face or a smile that they are the servants and that the people are the masters. No servant would treat his master with tear gas, batons and handcuffs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because if the marchers in history had been stopped in their tracks, places like India, Malaysia and many others would still be colonies today, apartheid would still be thriving in South Africa, Nelson Mandela would still be scribbling on the walls of Cell 5, and Obama would probably be a slave somewhere in Mississippi plotting to make his next midnight dash for the river.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And because liberty, freedom and dignity are not free vouchers posted out to each household. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They do not come to those who just sit and wait. They have to be fought for, and gained. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;And if you still want to ask: why march; I can go on and on until the last tree is felled. But I shall &lt;br&gt;obviously not.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I will end with the following lines from one of the songs sung in the 1960s by civil rights marchers in the US, without whom Obama would not be able to even sit with the whites in a bus, let alone reside in the White House:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"It isn't nice to block the doorway&lt;br&gt;It isn't nice to go to jail&lt;br&gt;There are nicer ways to do it&lt;br&gt;But the nice ways have all failed&lt;br&gt;It isn't nice; it isn't nice&lt;br&gt;You've told us once, you've told us twice&lt;br&gt; But if that's freedom's price&lt;br&gt;We don't mind ..."&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Grace and Peace,&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-7361090105317958014?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7361090105317958014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=7361090105317958014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/7361090105317958014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/7361090105317958014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-do-malaysians-march.html' title='Why do Malaysian&apos;s March?'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-5130431731620728178</id><published>2009-04-30T07:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T07:02:30.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hymns for ever Occupation =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you know your       (specific) hymn(s)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;       &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dentist&amp;#39;s       Hymn.................Crown Him with Many Crowns &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weatherman&amp;#39;s       Hymn........There Shall Be Showers of Blessings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contractor&amp;#39;s       Hymn...........The Church&amp;#39;s One Foundation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Tailor&amp;#39;s       Hymn..........................Holy, Holy, Holy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Golfer&amp;#39;s       Hymn.............There&amp;#39;s a Green Hill Far Away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Politician&amp;#39;s       Hymn....................Standing on the Promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Optometrist&amp;#39;s       Hymn...........Open My Eyes That I Might See &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The IRS Agent&amp;#39;s       Hymn....................I Surrender All &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Gossip&amp;#39;s       Hymn.........................Pass It On &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Electrician&amp;#39;s       Hymn...................Send The Light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Shopper&amp;#39;s       Hymn.......................Sweet Bye and Bye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Realtor&amp;#39;s       Hymn.............I&amp;#39;ve Got a Mansion Just over the Hilltop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Massage       Therapists Hymn.......He Touched Me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Doctor&amp;#39;s       Hymn............................The Great Physician&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday School       Children&amp;#39;s Hymn ... Tell Me the Stories of Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND for those who speed on the highway - a few hymns:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;45mph...................God       Will Take Care of You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;65mph...................Nearer       My God To Thee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;85mph...................This       World Is Not My Home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;95mph....................Lord,       I&amp;#39;m Coming Home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;100mph..................Precious       Memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#444444" face="Times New Roman" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Give me a sense       of humor, Lord,  Give me the grace to see a joke,  To get some       humor out of life, And pass it on to other folk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Grace and Peace,&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-5130431731620728178?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/5130431731620728178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=5130431731620728178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5130431731620728178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5130431731620728178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2009/04/hymns-for-ever-occupation.html' title='Hymns for ever Occupation =)'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-1810619731414032004</id><published>2009-01-29T07:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T07:53:43.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lulz have been had.</title><content type='html'>Check &lt;a href="http://i.gizmodo.com/5136576/best-obama-action-figure-ever-battles-darth-vader-terrorists-karaoke"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; out, guys =) Lolz....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The lengths people will go to to cash in on politics...&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Grace and Peace,&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-1810619731414032004?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/1810619731414032004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=1810619731414032004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/1810619731414032004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/1810619731414032004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2009/01/lulz-have-been-had.html' title='Lulz have been had.'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-7417183104991584684</id><published>2008-12-25T18:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T18:31:17.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas...</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday, Jesus... I know You&amp;#39;re next to me, but sometimes you seem so far away...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Y&amp;#39;know how people always say to keep in touch? Why is it so hard sometimes to keep in touch with someone who&amp;#39;s right there, all the time?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Newayz, thanks, Jesus... For being here, for still holding on to me...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I Love You, Jesus...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Happy birthday.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-7417183104991584684?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7417183104991584684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=7417183104991584684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/7417183104991584684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/7417183104991584684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-5672211047509283032</id><published>2008-12-12T15:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:07:46.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acts 2:38... This made me smile =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="black" face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A woman had just returned to her home from an evening of church&lt;br&gt;      services, when she was startled by an intruder. She caught the man in the&lt;br&gt;     act of robbing her home of its valuables and yelled: &amp;#39;Stop! Acts 2:38!&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;     (Repent and be Baptized, in the name of Jesus Christ, so that your sins&lt;br&gt;     may be forgiven.)&lt;br&gt;     &lt;br&gt;     The burglar stopped in his tracks. The woman calmly called the police and&lt;br&gt;     explained what she had done.&lt;br&gt;     &lt;br&gt;     As the officer cuffed the man to take him in, he asked the burglar: &amp;#39;Why&lt;br&gt;     did you just stand there? All the old lady did was yell a scripture to&lt;br&gt;     you.&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;     &lt;br&gt;     &amp;#39;Scripture?&amp;#39; replied the burglar. &amp;#39;She said she had an Ax and Two 38s!&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;     &lt;br&gt;     Send this to someone who needs a laugh today and remember: Knowing&lt;br&gt;     scripture can save your life - in more ways than one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Grace and Peace,&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-5672211047509283032?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/5672211047509283032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=5672211047509283032&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5672211047509283032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5672211047509283032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2008/12/acts-238-this-made-me-smile.html' title='Acts 2:38... This made me smile =)'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-5049947289499332856</id><published>2008-12-06T09:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T09:03:40.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOOOOOT!</title><content type='html'>WOAH! I&amp;#39;ve decided &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dilbert-2-0-20-Years/dp/0740777351/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1222193867&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;what I want for christmas this year&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Grace and Peace,&lt;br&gt; Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-5049947289499332856?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/5049947289499332856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=5049947289499332856&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5049947289499332856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5049947289499332856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2008/12/woooooot.html' title='WOOOOOOT!'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-128224346808143464</id><published>2008-11-28T06:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T06:47:40.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, i know i&amp;#39;m suppose to be Thesis-ing...but this is just TOOO much... check it out, ppl!&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bacontoday.com/turbaconducken-turducken-wrapped-in-bacon/"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Turbaconducken...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yes, it&amp;#39;s a DUCK, wrapped in BACON, stuffed in a CHICKEN, ALSO wrapped in BACON, then stuffed in a TURKEY, and AGAIN wrapped in BACON. Goodness, the CALORIES...&lt;br&gt; -- &lt;br&gt;Grace and Peace,&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-128224346808143464?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/128224346808143464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=128224346808143464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/128224346808143464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/128224346808143464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2008/11/wow.html' title='WOW!!!'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-5900850570561564282</id><published>2008-10-16T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:05:03.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jokes =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Tahoma;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Siew Pau Joke ONE&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One day, Siew pau and Maggi mee had a big fight. Maggi mee beat Siew Pau up until he had bruises all over his body. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Siew Pau lost in the fight and went back to tell all his Pau family;kaya pau, tau sa pau, curry pau, tai pau, char siew pau and etc.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; So together all the paus went to find Maggi mee for revenge. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; On the way... they met Spaghetti... so all the paus ran up to Spaghetti and beat the hell out of him. Spaghetti then screamed...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &amp;quot;WHAT DID I DO? I don&amp;#39;t even know you all&amp;quot;???. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Then the Siew Pau said...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &amp;quot;HEH! MAGGI MEE! Don&amp;#39;t think I can&amp;#39;t recognize you after you do REBONDING!&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Grace and Peace,&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-5900850570561564282?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/5900850570561564282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=5900850570561564282&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5900850570561564282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5900850570561564282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2008/10/jokes.html' title='Jokes =)'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-2209011234868027031</id><published>2008-10-12T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:57:24.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehehehe... *evil grin*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;I am currently in possession of ONE(1) red (blood-red) T-shirt, made of 100% cotton in Bangladesh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The front of the shirt reads &amp;#39;I am with RPK&amp;#39; (no, i do NOT mean that in the manner you sengeted people are thinking)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;The back reads &amp;#39;No to ISA&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pictures will be posted as soon as I can find the time to steal my dad&amp;#39;s digicam and take the pics and post them up...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lols have been had.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt; Grace and Peace,&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-2209011234868027031?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/2209011234868027031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=2209011234868027031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/2209011234868027031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/2209011234868027031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2008/10/hehehehe-evil-grin.html' title='Hehehehe... *evil grin*'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-6308815376772484640</id><published>2008-10-05T07:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T07:37:51.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Here, to Eternity...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;My soul, it sings&lt;br&gt;My soul, it weeps&lt;br&gt;For all my sins&lt;br&gt;From deep to deep&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thine love, it has&lt;br&gt;Stole all mine heart&lt;br&gt;My life, my breath&lt;br&gt;Thy work of art&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I love Your ways&lt;br&gt;Lord this I know&lt;br&gt; Though oft the days&lt;br&gt;Do break Thy flow&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your Spirit doth guide&lt;br&gt;Mine heart to feel&lt;br&gt;Still doth my pride&lt;br&gt;My judgment seal&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My prayer, my plan&lt;br&gt;My one desire&lt;br&gt;To know, to see&lt;br&gt;To never tire&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Of all that thou&lt;br&gt;Hast done for me&lt;br&gt;From here, O Lord&lt;br&gt;To eternity&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Grace and Peace,&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-6308815376772484640?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/6308815376772484640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=6308815376772484640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/6308815376772484640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/6308815376772484640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2008/10/from-here-to-eternity.html' title='From Here, to Eternity...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-922391370096798056</id><published>2008-10-03T17:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:38:31.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;Pain = Life = Pain... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And yet, i feel more at peace now...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Life = Paradox = Life&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Grace and Peace,&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-922391370096798056?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/922391370096798056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=922391370096798056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/922391370096798056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/922391370096798056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2008/10/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-845817291670537348</id><published>2008-09-29T13:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:58:19.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;Okay, i&amp;#39;ve decided to update my blog once a day from now on, with a random thought i had =) Yes, i know it may not constitue as an update... but so there. It&amp;#39;s my party and i&amp;#39;ll cry if i want to. So... was in church yesterday and something struck me...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Why are black berries indigo, and blue berries purple? And what&amp;#39;s the deal with STRAWberries? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That&amp;#39;s it for today, folks =)&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;--&lt;br&gt;Grace and Peace,&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-845817291670537348?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/845817291670537348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=845817291670537348&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/845817291670537348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/845817291670537348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2008/09/musings.html' title='Musings...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-6556993609188215913</id><published>2008-06-14T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T20:57:32.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEALTH :QUESTION &amp; ANSWER SESSION</title><content type='html'> Q: I&amp;#39;ve heard that cardiovascular exercise can prolong life; is this&lt;br&gt; true?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A: Your heart is only good for so many beats, and that&amp;#39;s it... don&amp;#39;t&lt;br&gt; waste them on exercise. Everything wears out eventually. Speeding up&lt;br&gt; your heart will not make you live longer; that&amp;#39;s like saying you can&lt;br&gt; extend the life of your car by driving it faster. Want to live longer?&lt;br&gt; Take a nap.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Q: Should I cut down on meat and eat more fruits and vegetables?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A: You must grasp logistical efficiencies. What does a cow eat? Hay and&lt;br&gt; corn. And what are these? Vegetables. So a steak is nothing more than an&lt;br&gt; efficient mechanism of delivering vegetables to your system. Need grain?&lt;br&gt; Eat chicken. Beef is also a good source of field grass (green leafy&lt;br&gt; vegetable). And a MIXED GRILL can give you 100% of your recommended&lt;br&gt; daily allowance of vegetable products.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Q: Should I reduce my alcohol intake?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A: No, not at all. Wine is made from fruit. Brandy is distilled wine,&lt;br&gt; that means they take the water out of the fruity bit so you get even&lt;br&gt; more of the goodness that way. Beer is also made out of grain. Bottoms&lt;br&gt; up!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Q: How can I calculate my body/fat ratio?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A: Well, if you have a body and you have fat, your ratio is one to one.&lt;br&gt; If you have two bodies, your ratio is two to one, etc.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Q: What are some of the advantages of participating in a regular&lt;br&gt; exercise program?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A: Can&amp;#39;t think of a single one, sorry. My philosophy is: No Pain...Good!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Q: Aren&amp;#39;t fried foods bad for you?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A: YOU&amp;#39;RE NOT LISTENING!!! ... Foods are fried these days in vegetable&lt;br&gt; oil. In fact, they&amp;#39;re permeated in it. How could getting more vegetables&lt;br&gt; be bad for you?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Q: Will sit-ups help prevent me from getting a little soft around the&lt;br&gt; middle?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A : Definitely not! When you exercise a muscle, it gets bigger. You&lt;br&gt; should only be doing sit-ups if you want a bigger stomach.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Q: Is chocolate bad for me?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A: Are you crazy? HELLO. Cocoa beans! Another vegetable!!! It&amp;#39;s the best&lt;br&gt; feel-good food around!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Q: Is swimming good for your figure?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A: If swimming is good for your figure, explain whales to me.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Q: Is getting in-shape important for my lifestyle?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A: Hey! &amp;#39;Round&amp;#39; is a shape!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Well, I hope this has cleared up any misconceptions you may have had&lt;br&gt; about food and diets.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; . And remember:&lt;br&gt; &amp;quot;Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of&lt;br&gt; arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to&lt;br&gt; skid in sideways - Chardonnay in one hand - chocolate in the other -&lt;br&gt; body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming &amp;quot;WOO HOO, What a&lt;br&gt; Ride&amp;quot;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Cheers,&lt;br&gt;Yow. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-6556993609188215913?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/6556993609188215913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=6556993609188215913&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/6556993609188215913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/6556993609188215913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2008/06/health-question-answer-session.html' title='HEALTH :QUESTION &amp; ANSWER SESSION'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-5472173275929441275</id><published>2008-06-12T19:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T19:24:55.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Credit Cards when you die......</title><content type='html'>Okay... not a true story, at least not to my knowledge... but still, it cracked me up... enjoy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is too funny! It takes all kinds to make the world go round. Be sure and cancel your credit cards before you die. This is easy to see happening, customer service being what it is.... My Aunt died this past January. Citi Bank billed her for February and March for their monthly service charge on her credit card, and then added late fees and interest on the monthly charge...the balance had been $0.00...now it was somewhere around $60.00 I placed the following phone call to CitiBank:&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Me: &amp;quot;I am calling to tell you that she died in January.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;CitiBank: &amp;quot;The account was never closed and the late fees and charges still apply.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Me: &amp;quot;Maybe, you should turn it over to collections&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; CitiBank: &amp;quot;Since it is 2 months past due, it already has been.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Me: &amp;quot;So, what will they do when they find out she is dead?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;CitiBank: &amp;quot;Either report her account to the frauds division, or report her to the credit bureau maybe both!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; Me: &amp;quot;Do you think God will be mad at her?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;CitiBank:&amp;quot;...excuse me .?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Me: &amp;quot;Did you just get what I was telling you.... the part about her being dead?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;CitiBank: &amp;quot;Sir, you&amp;#39;ll have to speak to my supervisor!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;(Supervisor gets on the phone)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me: &amp;#39;&amp;#39;I&amp;#39;m calling to tell you, she died in January.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;CitiBank: &amp;quot;The account was never closed and the late fees and charges still apply.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Me: &amp;quot;You mean you want to collect from her estate?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; CitiBank: &amp;quot;.....(stammer)&amp;quot; .... &amp;quot;Are you her lawyer?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Me: &amp;quot;No, I&amp;#39;m her great nephew.&amp;quot; (Lawyer info given... )&lt;br&gt;CitiBank: &amp;quot;Could you fax us a certificate of death?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Me: &amp;quot;Sure.&amp;quot; ( Fax number is given )&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;( After they get the fax. )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;CitiBank: &amp;quot;Our system just isn&amp;#39;t setup for death&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Me: &amp;quot;Oh...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;CitiBank: &amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t know what more I can do to help...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Me: &amp;quot;Well... if you figure it out, great! If not, you could just keep billing her...I suppose...don&amp;#39;t really think she will care....&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; CitiBank: &amp;quot;Well...the late fees and charges do still apply.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Me: &amp;quot;&amp;#39;Would you like her new billing address?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;CitiBank: &amp;quot;That might help.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Me: &amp;quot;Nilai Memorial Park Cemetery (North South Highway and plot number given.)&lt;br&gt; CitiBank: &amp;quot;Sir, that&amp;#39;s a cemetery!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Me: &amp;quot;What do you do with dead people on your planet?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hugs and Kisses,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-5472173275929441275?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/5472173275929441275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=5472173275929441275&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5472173275929441275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5472173275929441275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2008/06/credit-cards-when-you-die.html' title='Credit Cards when you die......'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-9046970879316670642</id><published>2008-04-21T13:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T13:05:29.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute XD</title><content type='html'>Okay... &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fXXiVrJ1CVA&amp;amp;eurl=http://www.confirm.com.my/mytorrent/index.php?showtopic=12316"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; is a URL of a youtube video... it&amp;#39;s sung in DUTCH, not Japanese, as it seems to be.... just watch out for ONE THING, the cat dancing at 1:31... CUTEST EVER AND THE REASON TO POST THIS VIDEO UP =) It&amp;#39;s only up for like 2 secs, but those 2 secs are worth the entire thing... on, that and the song is really really fun to listen to =)&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Cheers,&lt;br&gt;Yow. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-9046970879316670642?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/9046970879316670642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=9046970879316670642&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/9046970879316670642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/9046970879316670642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2008/04/cute-xd.html' title='Cute XD'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-1227266129845877549</id><published>2008-04-08T19:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T19:21:23.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A "Medical" Perspective on Why the BN Lost in the Recent Elections</title><content type='html'>Okay, this was just too good to pass up... read on and enjoy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div link="blue" vlink="blue" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br&gt; A Medical&amp;quot; Perspective on Why the BN Lost in the Recent Elections&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With the thrashing that they got in the 12th.GE, the BN is now in ICU and&lt;br&gt; they are doing a post mortem to find out what happened.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To help BN with this task, the following medical report has been prepared&lt;br&gt;to identify the diseases/illnesses that have been plaguing it and how these&lt;br&gt;ailments have caused this sickening organization to become so sick that&lt;br&gt;  major surgery is now being considered.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Diagnosis&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Overeating - gorged themselves and ate too much of the people&amp;#39;s money&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Heart failure - did not have a heart to really care about the rakyat&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Rectal cancer and constipation - did not expel all the shit from the system&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Diabetes - fondness for sweet things, i.e. saying sweet things to try and&lt;br&gt;con the rakyat ( in plain English, lying)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Stroke - stroked too much of their own ego and became too arrogant&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Overworking -&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;too busy running here and there cutting deals for own&lt;br&gt;  benefit&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alzheimer&amp;#39;s - forgot to play the proper role of an elected representative&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Obsessive-compulsive neurosis - obsession with cleaning, especially&lt;br&gt;sweeping things under the carpet&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HP6 - a mutation of the deadly H5N1 ( bird flu) virus which manifests&lt;br&gt;  itself in the form of idiocy or semi-idiocy, thus the descriptor &amp;quot; half&lt;br&gt;past six ( HP6)&amp;quot;. Many members of the BN are infected.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;VD - Very Deaf. Did not listen to the grievances of the rakyat and did not&lt;br&gt;  heed the healthy advice and feedback from bloggers.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Color Blind - a form of visual impairment which is directly the opposite of&lt;br&gt;being color blind. There is a fixation on color and everything must always&lt;br&gt;be discussed in terms of &amp;quot;color&amp;quot; - Malay, Chinese, Indian etc.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;Liver problems - failure to de-Liver on promises&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Inverted Cerebranus &amp;quot; - a new form of disease where the cerebrum and anus&lt;br&gt;are transposed causing highly irrational and objectionable behaviour, like&lt;br&gt;  brandishing ancient weapons and ranting racial slurs and threats&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Prognosis&lt;br&gt;Not good and definitely a terminal case.&lt;br&gt;Chances of recovery are 1 in a gadzillion, about the same odds as Osama&lt;br&gt;converting to the Jewish faith and becoming a messenger of world peace.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;Cure&lt;br&gt;No known cure. Euthanasia recommended.&lt;br&gt;Suggest to drink lacquer - at least it will ensure a beautiful finish.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;By Political doctor&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Cheers,&lt;br&gt; Yow. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-1227266129845877549?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/1227266129845877549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=1227266129845877549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/1227266129845877549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/1227266129845877549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2008/04/medical-perspective-on-why-bn-lost-in.html' title='A &quot;Medical&quot; Perspective on Why the BN Lost in the Recent Elections'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-4194941107416628665</id><published>2008-04-02T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T20:00:21.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain.</title><content type='html'>Y'know how i always said that i wouldn't get hurt?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess i was wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-4194941107416628665?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4194941107416628665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=4194941107416628665&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/4194941107416628665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/4194941107416628665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2008/04/such-is-life.html' title='Pain.'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-1845162092375438593</id><published>2008-01-02T07:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T07:18:58.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates...</title><content type='html'>Since everybody's clamoring for an update... here it is... Lame forwarded stuff, courtesy of Ng &amp; Co... "Demotivators help you with your new-year's resolution" (Beh, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://despair.com/viewall.html#"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, have fun =)&lt;br /&gt;Remember, depression is a psychological malady with no permanent cure, only stop-gap treatment measures... MUAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Yow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-1845162092375438593?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/1845162092375438593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=1845162092375438593&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/1845162092375438593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/1845162092375438593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2008/01/updates.html' title='Updates...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-1299543074546645687</id><published>2007-12-15T08:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T08:06:17.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We, the eternally screwed by BioPsych...</title><content type='html'>Sigh... Exams are over... there, does this count as an update?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-1299543074546645687?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/1299543074546645687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=1299543074546645687&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/1299543074546645687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/1299543074546645687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/12/we-eternally-screwed-by-biopsych.html' title='We, the eternally screwed by BioPsych...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-5064759729426115559</id><published>2007-09-12T06:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T06:50:04.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Engineers XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;The New Metric System for Engineers&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The engineering community has been placing a great deal of emphasis lately on metrics and their use in project development. The following metrics are probably among the most valuable for an engineering project: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- The Pizza Metric -&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; How : Count the number of pizza boxes in the lab.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; What: Measures the amount of schedule under-estimation. If people are spending enough after-hours time working on the project that they need to have meals delivered to the office, then there has obviously been a mis-estimation somewhere. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- The Aspirin Metric -&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; How : Maintain a centrally-located aspirin bottle for use by the team. At the beginning and end of each month, count the number of aspirin remaining aspirin in the bottle.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp; What: Measures stress suffered by the team during the project. This most likely indicates poor project design in the early phases, which causes over-expenditure of effort later on. In the early phases, high aspirin-usage probably indicates that the product&amp;#39;s goals or other parameters were poorly defined. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- The Beer Metric -&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; How : Invite the team to a beer bash each Friday. Record the total bar bill.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; What: Closely related to the Aspirin Metric, the Beer Metric measures the frustration level of the team. Among other things, this may indicate that the technical challenge is more difficult than anticipated. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- The Creeping Feature Metric -&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; How : Count the number of features added to the project after the design has been signed off, but that were not requested by any requirements definition.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; What: This measures schedule slack. If the team has time to add features that are not necessary, then there was too much time allocated to a schedule&amp;nbsp; task. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- The &amp;quot;Duck!&amp;quot; Metric -&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; How : This one is tricky, but a likely metric would be to count the number of engineers that leave the room when a marketing person enters. This is only valid&amp;nbsp; after a requirements document has been finalized. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; What: Measures the completeness of the initial requirements. If too many requirements changes are made after the product has been designed, then the engineering team will be wary of marketing, for fear of receiving yet another change to a design which met all initial specifications. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- The Status Report Metric -&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; How : Count the total number of words dedicated to the project in each engineer&amp;#39;s status report.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; What: This is a simple way to estimate the smoothness with which the project is running. If things are going well, an item will likely read, &amp;quot;I talked&amp;nbsp; to Fred; the widgets are on schedule.&amp;quot; If things are not going as well, it will say, &amp;quot;I finally got in touch with Fred after talking to his phone mail for nine days straight. It appears that the widgets will be&amp;nbsp; delayed due to snow in the Ozarks, which will cause the whoozits schedule to be put on hold until widgets arrive. If the whoozits schedule slips by three weeks, then the entire project is in danger of missing the July deadline.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-5064759729426115559?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/5064759729426115559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=5064759729426115559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5064759729426115559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5064759729426115559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/09/engineers-xd.html' title='Engineers XD'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-5546361767527640700</id><published>2007-09-10T06:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T06:07:08.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends...</title><content type='html'>Something kinda cute that I read...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; A simple friend, when visiting, acts like a guest. &lt;br&gt;A real friend opens your refrigerator and helps himself (and doesn&amp;#39;t feel even the least bit weird shutting your with his foot!)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A simple friend has never seen you cry. &lt;br&gt;A real friend has shoulders soggy from your tears..&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A simple friend doesn&amp;#39;t know your parents&amp;#39; first names. &lt;br&gt;A real friend has their phone numbers in his address book.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A simple friend brings a bottle of wine to your party. &lt;br&gt;A real friend comes early to help you cook and stays late to help you clean.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A simple friend hates it when you call after they&amp;#39;ve gone to bed. &lt;br&gt;A real friend asks you why you took so long to call.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A simple friend seeks to talk with you about your problems.&lt;br&gt; A real friend seeks to help you with your problems.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A simple friend wonders about your romantic history. &lt;br&gt;A real friend could blackmail you with it. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A simple friend thinks the friendship is over when you have an argument. &lt;br&gt;A real friend calls you after you had a fight.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A simple friend expects you to always be there for them. &lt;br&gt;A real friend expects to always be there for you! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A simple friend reads this e-mail and deletes it. &lt;br&gt;A real friend passes it on and sends it back to you!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cheerios,&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-5546361767527640700?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/5546361767527640700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=5546361767527640700&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5546361767527640700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5546361767527640700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/09/friends.html' title='Friends...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-27559579678940653</id><published>2007-08-28T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T12:04:51.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything - Lifehouse</title><content type='html'>I cried watching this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" FlashVars="videoThumb=http://www.godtube.com/thumb/1_10371.jpg&amp;flvPath=http://www.godtube.com/flvideo1/6/10371.flv" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="330" height="270" name="flv_demo" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-27559579678940653?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/27559579678940653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=27559579678940653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/27559579678940653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/27559579678940653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/08/everything-lifehouse.html' title='Everything - Lifehouse'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-8656050872009426471</id><published>2007-08-23T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:47:52.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See Below.</title><content type='html'>All.Guys.Are.Jerks.And.Useless.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There, I&amp;#39;ve said it... whether or not anybody wants to kill me now, it&amp;#39;s been said, clear and bold, all over cyberspace!&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cheerios&lt;br&gt;Yow. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-8656050872009426471?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/8656050872009426471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=8656050872009426471&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/8656050872009426471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/8656050872009426471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/08/see-below.html' title='See Below.'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-8152854185673371352</id><published>2007-08-19T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T23:24:15.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This... is... me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fannerofflames.mypersonality.info" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/1/15074.png" alt="Click to view my Personality Profile page" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-8152854185673371352?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/8152854185673371352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=8152854185673371352&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/8152854185673371352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/8152854185673371352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-me.html' title='This... is... me...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-2465771968981713212</id><published>2007-07-29T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:20:18.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates...</title><content type='html'>Okay... it&amp;#39;s been awhile since i&amp;#39;ve posted anything in this space... Kinda sad, i know... my spacey-to-the-point-of-being-irritating updates... Newayz, been mostly bumming around, trying to keep my mind off certain things... Life is really boring right now... Watched Transformers, Harry Potter V and the Simpsons Movie... My ratings? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Transformers - B+&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Harry Potter - B+&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Simpsons - B-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Simpsons was lamely funny, i loved harry potter cause of Emma Watson, and transformers... Meh, the action was good but kinda jerky, storyline sucked CRAP, and they murdered the continuity... I could just cry... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Other then that, my church has been having a fundraising thingy, to raise money for Bibles for China... To cut a long story short, my kid group, Petra, made sandwiches, bookmarks and a funky memory-verse-on-a-key-ring thingy... So... That was kinda tiring but fun... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My youth group, Titus, made muffins... So... what happened was that Vic, James, Bonnie, Melinda and I, came to my place at about 7 on Friday evening to make muffins... Unexpectedly, Chien Aun also showed up... We mixed, baked, and packed for almost 6 straight hours... And made about 270 muffins... After chien aun went home and i sent the Girl home, Vic, James and I watched a movie (She&amp;#39;s The Man), and basically just bummed around... all three of us ended up sleeping on couches in my living room cause we were too lazy to go up... Hehehe... The movie was kinda funny but REALLY cliched... All around feel-good chick flick... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The next morning, we made more muffins and I had to run off to HELP for the Psychology Challenge... Why couldn&amp;#39;t they have it like beginning of last year??? I mean, it&amp;#39;s a bloody FULL SCHOLARSHIP, NO STRINGS ATTACHED!!!! Sigh... life is SOOOOO unfair... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, to cut to the chase, we made a total of something in excess of 500 muffins...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In other news, I still haven&amp;#39;t read Harry Potter VII yet, but the ending&amp;#39;s already been spoilt... Lolz... not that i really care, but there it is...  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, that&amp;#39;s kinda it for an update... Cheers, peeps...&lt;br&gt;Cya all around soon...&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-2465771968981713212?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/2465771968981713212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=2465771968981713212&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/2465771968981713212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/2465771968981713212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/07/updates.html' title='Updates...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-3520936739181324929</id><published>2007-07-05T20:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T20:26:34.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only 85%...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background: url('http://mingle2.com/img/bb/outcomes/bg_coffee_quiz.jpg') no-repeat; width: 265px; height: 211px;"&gt;&lt;a style="display: block; text-align: center; padding-top: 167px;  height: 35px; font-size: 16px; font-family: Arial; text-decoration: none; color: #fff;" href="http://mingle2.com/bb/view/how-addicted-to-coffee-are-you"&gt;I am 85% Addicted to Coffee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Mingle&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; - Free Online Dating&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ONLY 85%... there's hope for me yet!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-3520936739181324929?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/3520936739181324929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=3520936739181324929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/3520936739181324929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/3520936739181324929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/07/only-85.html' title='Only 85%...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-3413600343948161917</id><published>2007-07-05T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T20:25:16.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmph...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/cadaver-calculator" style="color: #fff; text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 395px; height: 184px; padding-top: 121px; background: url(http://mingle2.com/img/bb/body_worth/badge.jpg) no-repeat; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;$5075.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;The Cadaver Calculator - Find out how much your body is worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mingle&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; - &lt;a href="http://mingle2.com"&gt;Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I'm worth as much as a semester in HELP... Swt...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-3413600343948161917?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/3413600343948161917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=3413600343948161917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/3413600343948161917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/3413600343948161917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/07/hmmph.html' title='Hmmph...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-7311092241316658852</id><published>2007-07-05T20:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T20:17:04.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And again, LAWL!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/blog-rating"&gt;&lt;img style="border: none;" src="http://mingle2.com/img/bb/blog_rating/g.jpg" alt="Free Online Dating" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mingle&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; - &lt;a href="http://mingle2.com"&gt;Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, in the general spirit of boringness and blandness... Here's my blog... For all ages, customer-tested, parent-approved... Either that or I disguise my wit and villainy so thoroughly that they were unable to see it... Buahahahahaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-7311092241316658852?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7311092241316658852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=7311092241316658852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/7311092241316658852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/7311092241316658852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-again-lawl.html' title='And again, LAWL!!!!'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-5094014999492931882</id><published>2007-07-05T20:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T20:08:17.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lawlz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/zombie-quiz" style="color: #fff; text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 385px; height: 244px; background: url(http://mingle2.com/css/img/zombie/big_badge.jpg) no-repeat; font-family: Times New Roman, sans-serif; font-size: 60px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-top: 35px;"&gt;35%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mingle&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; - &lt;a href="http://mingle2.com"&gt;Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-5094014999492931882?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/5094014999492931882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=5094014999492931882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5094014999492931882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5094014999492931882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/07/lawlz.html' title='Lawlz...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-3790362523576523602</id><published>2007-07-05T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T20:03:11.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" enablejavascript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf" quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" name="widget" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_43E105EB.jpeg&amp;c1=Art%20reflects%20life%2C%20and%20nature%20is%20the%20expression%20of%20Life...&amp;amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_7A214ED3.jpeg&amp;c2=The%20music%20in%20your%20head%20mirrors%20the%20expression%20of%20your%20heart...&amp;amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-2B750FCD.jpeg&amp;c3=Food%2C%20glorious%20food...&amp;amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-4811A17.jpeg&amp;c4=And%20that%20has%20made%20all%20the%20difference...&amp;amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-396C1EDE.jpeg&amp;c5=Why%20go%20to%20all%20through%20all%20that%20effort%20just%20to%20commit%20suicide%3F&amp;amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_60BD8C5F.jpeg&amp;c6=Sweet%20voices%2C%20Gentle%20whispers%2C%20Lonely%20hearts...&amp;amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_0AEB34CA.jpeg&amp;c7=Food%2C%20glorious%20food...&amp;amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-54780884.jpeg&amp;c8=A%20warm%20bed%20on%20a%20cold%20night...&amp;amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_72CA9053.jpeg&amp;c9=The%20realm%20of%20the%20imagination...&amp;amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_43131C23.jpeg&amp;c10=Because%20everything%26%23039%3Bs%20better%20with%20technology%20%3D%29&amp;amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_494EB337.jpeg&amp;c11=Idyllic%20landscapes%20tug%20on%20the%20heartstrings...&amp;amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5562BF4.jpeg&amp;c12=Caffeine%20%3D%20bliss...&amp;amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_5C1B12D6.jpeg&amp;c13=Two%20roads%20diverged%20in%20a%20yellow%20wood...&amp;amp;bgcolor=##000000&amp;habitslabel=JUNKIE%20MONKEY&amp;amp;amp;moodlabel=DREAMER&amp;funlabel=WORKER%20BEE&amp;amp;lovelabel=LOVE%20BUG&amp;userhome=http://friends.imagini.net/FannerofFlames" align="middle" height="240" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;    &lt;div style="border-top: 1px solid rgb(150, 150, 150); padding: 5px 0pt 0pt; text-align: center; width: 340px; height: 25px; margin-top: 0px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://friends.imagini.net/FannerofFlames" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:10;" &gt;™&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://imagini.net/" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Get your own VisualDNA™&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-3790362523576523602?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/3790362523576523602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=3790362523576523602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/3790362523576523602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/3790362523576523602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-me.html' title='This is me?'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-291770323320887471</id><published>2007-06-20T14:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T14:36:28.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Me Whole</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Darling I want you to listen&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Stayed up all night, so I can get this thing right&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;And I don&amp;#39;t think there&amp;#39;s anything missing&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Cause a person like you, makes it easy to do...&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;ve waited for so long,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;To sing to you this song,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Your eyes are a window to heaven&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Your smile could heal a million souls&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Your love completes my existence&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;You&amp;#39;re the other half that makes me whole&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;You&amp;#39;re the only other half that makes me whole&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I think the angels are your brothers&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;They told you about me, said you&amp;#39;re just what he needs&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;And I find myself thanking your mother&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;For giving birth to a saint&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;My spirit flies when I hear your name&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;If there&amp;#39;s one thing that&amp;#39;s true&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;It&amp;#39;s that I was made to love you&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Your eyes are a window to heaven&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Your smile could heal a million souls&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Your love completes my existence&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;You&amp;#39;re the other half that makes me whole&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;You&amp;#39;re the only other half that makes me whole&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;You make my dreams&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Come true over and, over again&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;And I honestly, truly believe&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;You and me are written in the stars&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I&amp;#39;ll&amp;nbsp;live my whole life through&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Just, giving thanks for you&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Your eyes are a window to heaven&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Your smile could heal a million souls&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Your love completes my existence&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;You&amp;#39;re the other half that makes me whole&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;You&amp;#39;re the only other half that makes me whole...&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Dear, I don&amp;#39;t know what the future holds, my eyes aren&amp;#39;t strong enought to see into tomorrow... But I do know that I want you there... Forever doesn&amp;#39;t seem like such a big word after all...&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Love.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-291770323320887471?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/291770323320887471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=291770323320887471&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/291770323320887471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/291770323320887471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/06/make-me-whole.html' title='Make Me Whole'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-4741969658967171227</id><published>2007-05-28T06:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T06:29:16.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh...</title><content type='html'>Lolz... Haven&amp;#39;t been updating much lately, and I&amp;#39;m sorry... been really busy with just bout everything else, so just to let y&amp;#39;all know, don&amp;#39;t expect any updates for at least another week...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Love,&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-4741969658967171227?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4741969658967171227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=4741969658967171227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/4741969658967171227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/4741969658967171227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/05/sigh.html' title='Sigh...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-9186763974655195202</id><published>2007-05-06T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T22:36:37.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My True Friend Test</title><content type='html'>Well, as promised, here's the test... Do it if you want, but a word of caution... the answers may not be what they seem =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/343732"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/343732/1.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios, ppl =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-9186763974655195202?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/9186763974655195202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=9186763974655195202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/9186763974655195202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/9186763974655195202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-true-friend-test.html' title='My True Friend Test'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-3308353187653535852</id><published>2007-05-06T19:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T19:41:34.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Quotes time!</title><content type='html'>Okay, these are a bunch of random quotes that i found kinda funny =) Have a good laugh... Sem starts tomorrow, what&amp;#39;ve we got to lose?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you choke a smurf, what color does it turn?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do blind Eskimos have seeing-eye sled dogs? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why doesn&amp;#39;t glue stick to the inside of the bottle?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the funeral procession is at night, do folks drive with their lights off?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do they sterilize the needles for lethal injections?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Does fuzzy logic tickle?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If there is no God, who pops up the next kleenex in the box?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is abbreviation such a long word?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is it possible to be totally partial?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do people sing Take Me Out To The Ball Game when they&amp;#39;re already there? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why isn&amp;#39;t phonetic spelled the way it sounds?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should vegitarians eat animal crackers?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do radioactive cats have 18 half-lives?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do people call it a TV set when you only get one?&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Why do they put braille on the number pads of drive through teller machines?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do we drive on a parkway and park on a driveway?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you throw a cat out of a car window, does it become kitty litter?&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;If buttered toast always lands butter side down, and a cat always lands on it&amp;#39;s feet, what would happen if you dropped a cat with a piece of buttered toast tied to it&amp;#39;s back?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the little black boxes on airplanes are indestructible, why don&amp;#39;t they make the whole airplane out of the same material?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If con is the opposite of pro, is congress the opposite of progress? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the 7-11 is open 24 hours a day, 365 days a year, why are there locks on the doors?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do psychics have to ask your name?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why don&amp;#39;t sheep shrink when it rains?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How much deeper would the ocean be without sponges? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Despite the cost of living, have you noticed how popular it remains?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How do you tell when you&amp;#39;ve run out of invisible ink?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did ancient doctors refer to IVs as &amp;#39;fours&amp;#39;?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why are they called apartments when they&amp;#39;re all stuck together? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do we play in recitals and recite in plays?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If time is money, why doesn&amp;#39;t money come as easily as time goes?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the pencil #2 is so popular, why is it still #2?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If most car accidents occur within five miles of home, why doesn&amp;#39;t everyone just live 10 miles away? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why can&amp;#39;t I set my laser printer on &amp;#39;stun&amp;#39;?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If all the world is a stage, where is the audience sitting?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is the alphabet in that order? Is it because of that song?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you write a book about failure, and it doesn&amp;#39;t sell, is it a success? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Would a fly without wings be called a walk?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How come when something is flying overhead, people say &amp;quot;heads up!&amp;quot; Shouldn&amp;#39;t they say &amp;quot;Duck!&amp;quot;?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How come nailpolish &amp;amp; white-out bottles are always deeper than the brush? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How come people try something and say, &amp;quot;Eww! This is nasty, here try it.&amp;quot; Why would you want to try something someone else thinks tastes awful?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is there another word for synonym?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Isn&amp;#39;t is it a bit unnerving that doctors call what they do &amp;quot;practice&amp;quot;?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When sign makers go on strike, is anything written on their signs? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where do forest rangers go to &amp;quot;get away from it all&amp;quot;?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do they report power outages on TV?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What&amp;#39;s another word for thesaurus?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If a parsley farmer is sued, can they garnish his wages? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do they lock gas station bathrooms? Are they afraid someone will clean them?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How is it possible to have a civil war?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If one synchronized swimmer drowns, do the rest drown too?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you ate pasta and antipasta, would you still be hungry? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you try to fail, and succeed, which have you done?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whose cruel idea was it for the word &amp;quot;Lisp&amp;quot; to have a &amp;quot;S&amp;quot; in it?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is there an expiration date on sour cream?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went to a bookstore and asked the saleswoman, &amp;quot;Where&amp;#39;s the self-help section?&amp;quot; She said if she told me, it would defeat the purpose, wouldn&amp;#39;t it?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If all those psychics know the winning lottery numbers, why are they all still working?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do people who know the least know it the loudest?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you&amp;#39;re cross-eyed and have dyslexia, can you read all right? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What hair color do they put on the driver&amp;#39;s licenses of bald men?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If Fed Ex and UPS were to merge, would they call it Fed UP?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If quitters never win, and winners never quit, what idiot came up with, &amp;quot;Quit while you&amp;#39;re ahead?&amp;quot; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monday is an awful way to spend 1/7th of your life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Support bacteria - they&amp;#39;re the only culture some people have.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ambition is a poor excuse for not having enough sense to be lazy. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hard work pays off in the future. Laziness pays off now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I intend to live forever - so far, so good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dancing is a perpendicular expression of a horizontal desire.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If at first you don&amp;#39;t succeed, destroy all evidence that you tried. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A conclusion is the place where you got tired of thinking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Experience is something you don&amp;#39;t get until just after you need it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For every action, there is an equal and opposite criticism.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; No one is listening until you make a mistake.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Success always occurs in private, and failure in full view.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The severity of the itch is proportional to the reach.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two wrongs are only the beginning.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;You never really learn to swear until you learn to drive.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The sooner you fall behind, the more time you&amp;#39;ll have to catch up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Change is inevitable....except from vending machines. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A fool and his money are soon partying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drugs may lead to nowhere, but at least it&amp;#39;s the scenic route.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br&gt;In other news, Camp was great!! Don&amp;#39;t expect pictures, cause i&amp;#39;m not a picture sort of person =) Also, Ming? i&amp;#39;ll get to your quiz eventually =) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cheers,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-3308353187653535852?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/3308353187653535852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=3308353187653535852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/3308353187653535852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/3308353187653535852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/05/random-quotes-time.html' title='Random Quotes time!'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-5553419842559283700</id><published>2007-05-04T19:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T19:03:21.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates...</title><content type='html'>Okay, since there have been quite a few people clamoring for an update, here&amp;#39;s one =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let&amp;#39;s see... Haven&amp;#39;t really been upto much this hols, a camp, a retreat, and a whole lot of DotA... What? Don&amp;#39;t tell me you actually expected this post to be interesting?? Lolz... Newayz, seriously, i haven&amp;#39;t had anything interesting enough to merit a post... Spiderman 3 was cool, but nothing to blow your mind... Been wondering when i got so cynical... Hmmm... Lolz... Newayz, i&amp;#39;m working on one of those &amp;#39;who knows you&amp;#39; quizzes, a la girl and ming ming.... when it&amp;#39;s up will post it here... till then,  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Au Revoir!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oon-Yow...&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-5553419842559283700?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/5553419842559283700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=5553419842559283700&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5553419842559283700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5553419842559283700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/05/updates.html' title='Updates...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-8445937946962245931</id><published>2007-04-19T06:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T06:15:50.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl...</title><content type='html'>Girl... I don&amp;#39;t know when you&amp;#39;ll read this, and I don&amp;#39;t really know what you&amp;#39;ll think, but... I&amp;#39;m here, k? No matter what happens, I&amp;#39;ll be here...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Much Love and Blessings,&lt;br&gt;Boy.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-8445937946962245931?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/8445937946962245931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=8445937946962245931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/8445937946962245931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/8445937946962245931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/04/girl.html' title='Girl...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-8593718745414655658</id><published>2007-04-17T18:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T18:26:14.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lolz...</title><content type='html'>Since Moony asked for an update, here's one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abnormal Psych on Monday was okay, i guess... case study was better than i hoped for =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research Methods today was okay... Pretty simple... But i kinda fractured my ankle, and the pain was a wee bit distracting... So we'll see how that goes down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, because of the ankle, i have three irate females (edit: okay, make that four) on my case... Lolz... Why is it that everyone else is more concerned about this than i am? The real hassle in all this is to keep the bloody leg elevated... Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now, back to studying for Child Development...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Bum-Legged Yow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-8593718745414655658?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/8593718745414655658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=8593718745414655658&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/8593718745414655658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/8593718745414655658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/04/lolz.html' title='Lolz...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-4257489864203008518</id><published>2007-04-07T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T21:37:20.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking news on the ever-exciting and breath-taking life of Oon-Yow =)</title><content type='html'>Assignments are over... Oh joy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday was another first... Man, they're racking up rather fast, aren't they? Lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, On with the Show!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Exactly ONE person will know what i'm talking about XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-4257489864203008518?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4257489864203008518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=4257489864203008518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/4257489864203008518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/4257489864203008518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/04/updates.html' title='Breaking news on the ever-exciting and breath-taking life of Oon-Yow =)'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-306046532723909489</id><published>2007-04-02T02:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T02:20:31.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colloquium...</title><content type='html'>It&amp;#39;s over... We won... So why am I still so unmotivated to do assignments? One due on Wednesday, one on Thursday, one on Friday... Ssssssssiiiigggghhhhh...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Til next time,&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-306046532723909489?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/306046532723909489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=306046532723909489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/306046532723909489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/306046532723909489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/04/colloquium.html' title='Colloquium...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-3900724335940838290</id><published>2007-03-24T09:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T09:34:14.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reply of the Americans...</title><content type='html'>Y&amp;#39;know, a while back I posted something about the revocation of American Independence... And how i couldn&amp;#39;t find the American reply... Well, Tim Frazier posted it as a comment on my post, and so... Here it is... props to Tim... Thanks for the comment =) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*begin post*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;By Tim Frazier&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To the citizens of Great Britain,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I obviously got your letter long after it was written. The last incompetent leader elected in the United States of America was Bill Clinton, and we did it as a joke. It was obviously a mistake and got quite out of hand. We apologize and will do our best to not let it happen again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In a successful attempt to rectify that mistake, we have twice now elected George W. Bush, who has done a fine job of clearing up the misunderstandings which resulted from the Benny Hill type antics of his predecessor. Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth II is welcome to exercise the same amount of political power over these United States as she does anywhere else. We really don't think it will hurt anything and doubt that any of our citizens will actually notice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Right Honourable Tony Blair, MP is welcome to come visit and give advice. We like him just fine, even if he is a labor—sorry, labour—party leader. People can be as liberal as they want as long as they jump in with us and start kicking butts when some back-woods mountain pirate in the middle east crosses the line. Here are our responses to the list of rules you sent us:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We looked up "revocation" in the Oxford English Dictionary. We don't care. We checked "aluminium" in the pronunciation guide. We are amazed at the fact that we produce and use this material more than anyone else in the world yet you want to tell us how to pronounce it. We are working on a language efficiency guide for you, to demonstrate how additional unnecessary letters like "u" in many words wastes valuable computer hard drive space. I agree we took these efficiencies a little too far in the decade or two prior to Y2K but we have learned our lesson and will restrict our tendency to abbreviate to common words, not date and time stamps. We recommend you obtain a copy of the "Blue Collar TV Redneck Dictionary". We agree that using the same twenty seven words interspersed with filler noises such as "like" and "you know" is an unacceptable and inefficient form of communication. That (and many other reasons) is why we wholeheartedly support your immediate acquisition of the state of California. We won't lift a finger to stop you and only request that in return you put a very high, impenetrable fence between them and us.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're right, there is no such thing as "U.S. English." Let us know when you plan to assimilate California and we will make sure we have moved the contents of Redmond to Silicon Valley prior to the acquisition. The software company you mentioned (I'm afraid to put their name in writing due to the proliferation of lawyers you pointed out) headquartered in Redmond could do with a little British intervention.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We don't need to learn to distinguish between English and Australian accents. Why would we bother when we don't listen to anything either of you say anyway?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Regarding your request for us to learn the words to "God Save the Queen", we have never understood why the Queen needs to be saved. Hasn't she been saved yet? It seems some British gentleman should get off his keister (look up "keister" in the "Redneck Dictionary) and save her, because you've been asking God to do it for a long time and it doesn't appear He feels it's an urgent matter (neither do we, we tend to be on His side—look up "Abraham Lincoln").&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We'll just have to agree to disagree. You mentioned "American" football. We also believe it should just be plain ol' "football". The Kevlar body armor—sorry, armour since that's what you prefer—see how inefficient that is???—is a result of the proliferation of insurance companies and lawyers. We're working on it. We have rugby, but it is played at secret locations and times to avoid insurance auditors and lawyers. We have successfully disguised it as Hockey…don't get me started on why we didn't have a hockey/American Rugby season last year, it's a whole different topic…&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Regarding your demand for us to stop playing baseball, the baseball team in my area shows up on game day, but apparently has stopped playing baseball, so you win that one.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sure thing on the guns, just come on over and start taking them from us. You might want to bring some of that American Football Kevlar body armor and a whole lot of Australian army buddies with you. And plan on it taking a looooong time (look up "infinity").&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Regarding your demand we carry nothing more dangerous than a vegetable peeler in public: like I said, we'll comply with this a soon as you've successfully achieved your goal of taking away our guns (look up "cold, dead fingers", "NRA", and "Charlton Heston").&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We agreed with the American Car problem a long time ago. Thats why the American car companies now own most of the European car companies (look up "Jaguar is now owned by Ford". We do need help with our traffic system. We can't even get people to walk on the right side in the mall here. I think we'll outsource our traffic problems to Sweden. They have Volvos (look up "Ford owns Volvo") so they are used to designing traffic flows for heavy, powerful vehicles, not dinky underpowered British horseless carriages.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Belgium is a country??? I thought it was a chocolate manufacturer.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can't speak to the opinions of other Americans, but you have valid points regarding beer. Guinness, however, licks anything else you have hollow. Imagine what the Irish could do if you guys got out of their business!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;US gas prices synchronized with UK: This is apparently already in progress. My Dodge Magnum burns $300.00 worth a month (Look up "Daimler-Chrysler" and "American Muscle Car")&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In regards to learning to resolve problems without guns, lawyers, etc. you should become familiar with our continuum of force policies. We're working on getting rid of the lawyers and therapists and escalating straight to the guns every time in order to make the dispute processes less time consuming.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who killed JFK? It's driving you crazy??? So THAT'S what happened to you guys!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Regarding your desire to collect taxes here back-dated to 1776, you are welcome to do that as soon as you complete your project to confiscate all our guns. You might want to get those vegetable peelers banned as well. We're funny about higher taxes and have been trained to dispatch tax collectors with common household items such as bananas and whiffle balls. You'd be amazed at how much damage we could do with a peeler.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tim Frazier&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4fraziers.com"&gt;http://www.4fraziers.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;President of Fraziertopia&lt;br&gt;Grapevine, Texas &lt;br&gt;These United States (Except California)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*end post*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And there you have it =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cheers,&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-3900724335940838290?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/3900724335940838290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=3900724335940838290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/3900724335940838290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/3900724335940838290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/03/reply-of-americans.html' title='The Reply of the Americans...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-8426717996232370752</id><published>2007-03-24T04:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:16:05.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates...</title><content type='html'>Well... Since i&amp;#39;m online at four in the morning, with nothing else to do, I guess my blog is in need of a real update... Lots has been happening throughout the week, and more to come *shiver*... So how&amp;#39;s it been... Let&amp;#39;s start with Monday... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hmmm... Well, on Monday, the definite highlight of the day was that I gave up my singlehood =) And 4 years early at that (it&amp;#39;s all your fault, love)... Who is she? A great girl, off course =) You wanna know more, there&amp;#39;s the HELP grapevine, or you could alwiz come and ask me, i guess... But now anyone who&amp;#39;s still totally oblivious (ie. Doulos XD) should be able to &amp;#39;get&amp;#39; the content of my past two posts.... oh yeah, i also left my phone at home =( Sesatness.... On to Tuesday.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tuesday was a day when i wasn&amp;#39;t supposed to come in at all, but came in the morning *early* to teman my sayang... So kesian see her dead on her feet due to assignments... Well, did that, then went for practice... Throat practically DIED singing the Prayer... (which, btw, is a great song... just not one i can do well )... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wednesday... Hmmm.... Tuesday night and Wednesday morning was spent reading up on PSY204 articles for lit review, and all that jazz... Supposed to start writing stuff then, but i only did:&lt;br&gt;1. Cover page&lt;br&gt;2. Headers &lt;br&gt;3. References&lt;br&gt;4. Like one page of the intro...&lt;br&gt;So... not really productive... but still... anything lah...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Most of Wednesday night and thursday morning was spent online with dear, temaning each other to DoTA (Do The Assignments!!!)... Finished that about 8, then went to Nat&amp;#39;s house at  11.30, for Mel&amp;#39;s surprise B&amp;#39;day party... yes... i didn&amp;#39;t get her anything... I&amp;#39;m sorry, love... Couldn&amp;#39;t find the time, will make it up to you... Teacher, i know you&amp;#39;re gonna read this eventually... Okay, i&amp;#39;m cheapskate, so sue me =) So... most of thursday was spent with Mel, just trying to stay awake in class... My skin survived relatively unscathed (for those in PSY204, you know what i&amp;#39;m talking about lah... thanx, dear)... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Friday was a day full of drama of the bad sort... Left the house around 10.15, went to pick up Steph... Got to college about 10.45, only to find out that i had CASE STUDY 6 due at 5 pm... So after abit of emo-ing, rushed home to get three things i had left behind... Get this... my SCORE FOR THE PRAYER (performance later that day)... my HANDPHONE (second time this week... *sigh*)... and my CASE STUDY (eeks! my marks flying out the window!!!)... Newayz, got back just in time for winnee&amp;#39;s briefing at twelve (talk about a tight schedule...), and then CF... The Prayer sucked majorly, my voice was dry, so really out of tune in some parts... I&amp;#39;m sorry to all those who had to bear with our singing... Lolz.... Newayz, after that, accompanied dear to KLCC to pick up a book from Kinokuniya for her mom... Had fun sitting in traffic for close to 2 hours =) (just means can spend more time together mah XD) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And now... It&amp;#39;s saturday morning... I was meant to stay awake and be online (sorry bout the photos, love)... But had a sleep attack, slept about 10+, only woke up around 3.30... And now i can&amp;#39;t go back to sleep... *sigh*... Well, that&amp;#39;s about it for this week...&amp;nbsp; Am DEFINITELY NOT looking forward to next week, with three (count&amp;#39;em, THREEEEEEEE) major presentations mocks due during the week, and then colloquium on SUNDAY!!!! Then the following week, have one lab report and two lit reviews due... I officially dub the two coming weeks HELL WEEK 1 and HELL WEEK 2... (sorry, darling... my turn to be grumpy and crabby and all that jazz...) looks like my sleep cycle won&amp;#39;t be coming back to normal anytime soon... *sigh*... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Signing off,&lt;br&gt;Yow =)&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-8426717996232370752?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/8426717996232370752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=8426717996232370752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/8426717996232370752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/8426717996232370752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/03/updates_24.html' title='Updates...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-7993717946177929320</id><published>2007-03-22T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T21:16:36.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my darling, on her birthday...</title><content type='html'>A birthday wish,&lt;br&gt;From me to you,&lt;br&gt;My love, my heart&lt;br&gt;A gift so true.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For all my life,&lt;br&gt;I hope it&amp;#39;s true,&lt;br&gt;That I would still&lt;br&gt;Be there with you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For I have seen,&lt;br&gt;In you a gift,&lt;br&gt;Of love, of life, &lt;br&gt;A promise, kept.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It lifts me high,&lt;br&gt;To touch the sky,&lt;br&gt;And see in you,&lt;br&gt;A strength to fly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To soar above,&lt;br&gt;A troubled world.&lt;br&gt;With you, I feel,&lt;br&gt;My heart, it swirls.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I love you, dear,&lt;br&gt; With all my heart,&lt;br&gt;I pray that we,&lt;br&gt;Will never part...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay... I know this is emo... But it&amp;#39;s my blog, and i&amp;#39;ll be as emo as I wanna be =)&lt;br&gt;Happy birthday, darling...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Love, Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-7993717946177929320?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7993717946177929320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=7993717946177929320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/7993717946177929320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/7993717946177929320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/03/to-my-darling-on-her-birthday.html' title='To my darling, on her birthday...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-3570252982989575819</id><published>2007-03-22T07:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T07:59:57.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings...</title><content type='html'>How do you know if you&amp;#39;re in love? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-3570252982989575819?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/3570252982989575819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=3570252982989575819&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/3570252982989575819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/3570252982989575819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/03/musings.html' title='Musings...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-9027960479346930613</id><published>2007-03-19T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T20:20:36.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Moment...</title><content type='html'>Song of the moment...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wherever you are tonight girl&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;ll see you in my dreams&lt;br&gt;Wherever I go tomorrow&lt;br&gt;You&amp;#39;ll be here next to me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And though we are a world apart&lt;br&gt;I know you&amp;#39;ll never be that far &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cause here in my heart&lt;br&gt;There&amp;#39;s a picture of us&lt;br&gt;Together forever&lt;br&gt;Unfaded and unbroken&lt;br&gt;Wherever you are&lt;br&gt;Your love covers me&lt;br&gt;Forever more you&amp;#39;ll be&lt;br&gt;Here in my heart&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Whenever I miss you so much &lt;br&gt;Its more than I can bear&lt;br&gt;Now I won&amp;#39;t cry, I&amp;#39;ll just close my eyes&lt;br&gt;And know you&amp;#39;ll be there&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your kiss and your touch&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;ll never forget&lt;br&gt;Cause you&amp;#39;re as close&lt;br&gt;As my very next breath &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And though we are a world apart&lt;br&gt;I know you&amp;#39;ll never be that far&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That&amp;#39;s all for now...&lt;br&gt;Love, Yow&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-9027960479346930613?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/9027960479346930613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=9027960479346930613&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/9027960479346930613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/9027960479346930613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/03/song-of-moment.html' title='Song of the Moment...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-2536125953682371213</id><published>2007-03-03T10:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T10:12:15.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taggies...</title><content type='html'>As Mel was sooooo kind as to point out, i&amp;#39;ve been tagged... And since I gave my word that I would do it, here it is... Another tag, courtesy of Mellissa Angeline Nonis (a.k.a. Chicken-Pox Girl... eh, sounds like some weird superhero wei... XD) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And here&amp;#39;s the Tag:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sooo... Ten weird things/habits/little known facts about myself... hmmm...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I&amp;#39;ve done &lt;a href="http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/09/tagged-by-ah-pek.html"&gt; something like this before&lt;/a&gt;, only that was six facts, not ten... (okay, this doesn&amp;#39;t really count, so sue me... It&amp;#39;s my blog, and I&amp;#39;ll post if I want to XD)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I&amp;#39;m rarely speechless, but this is one of those times...  &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like the number 2, and multiples of 4... Seems more symmetrical, somehow...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I play DotA while listening to Jazz music... seems to help =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I&amp;#39;m actually a nice, kind, sensitive person... What, you don&amp;#39;t think so? Didn&amp;#39;t think so... Which leads on to number... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I talk alot of crap... Hey, it&amp;#39;s a habit, okay?? Just because it&amp;#39;s well-known doesn&amp;#39;t mean I can&amp;#39;t say it here, right?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can multi-task... In fact, considering my gender, i&amp;#39;m VERY good at multi-tasking XD &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am currently contemplating what to write, composing it in my head before setting it down on paper... Yeah, I do that quite a fair bit...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I HATE stress and assignments =) Lolz... didn&amp;#39;t see that one coming, didja? &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I kinda like the colour pink, hence my fonts on msn =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok the 5 people I&amp;#39;m gonna tag are...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; 1. &lt;a href="http://petalsofalillilyflower.blogspot.com/"&gt;Huay Ming&lt;/a&gt; (well, i thought of you =) and since haven&amp;#39;t heard from you in some time...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; 2. The other four... whoever wants to do it lah... I can&amp;#39;t be bother to think of people adi XD... If you&amp;#39;re reading this, you&amp;#39;re TAGGED.... Yes, you... you over there... yeah, you...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And with that, I shall bring this post to a close =) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cheerios,&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-2536125953682371213?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/2536125953682371213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=2536125953682371213&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/2536125953682371213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/2536125953682371213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/03/taggies.html' title='Taggies...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-3984136151909525184</id><published>2007-03-02T10:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T10:08:59.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates =)</title><content type='html'>Well, midterms are over, and... they... sucked!! BIGTIME!!! I hate child development =) Abnormal and Adolescent were fine, but child sucked MAJORLY... Newayz, i don&amp;#39;t really have much to update with, since my life is sad and boring... Just wanna let it be publicly known that.... &lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt; .&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Well, nothing, really... What, you thought that after that long pause there would be some mind-blowing revelation? Well, if you want mind-blowing, i&amp;#39;m all outta stock, sorry... But what I WILL say is that Heroes 17 is the BEST EPISODE SINCE THE SERIES BEGAN!!! *spazzes like a little fan-girl*... But seriously, I almost cried watching this one... it was THAT DAMN GOOD XD... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But, just to lengthen this update, i got a forwarded mail... for those of you who have no life (like me), it might give you a good laugh... That or offend your sexist sensibilities... Either way...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*Disclaimer: Those with tender sensibilities may not be comfortable reading this post. be warned.* &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~beginning of forwarded nonsense~ &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is a collection of rules that every man should live by. It originated in an article written by Maxim, but with some help from the valet boys (Vaida &amp;amp; Dodds) and now the guys at Mifflin, they have become law. The rules are to be followed at all times. They can only be changed by the creators and even that requires a majority vote. So read them, learn them, live them! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. If you&amp;#39;ve known a guy for more than 24 hours, his sister is off-limits forever! Unless you actually marry her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. When questioned by a friend&amp;#39;s girlfriend, you need not and should not provide any information as to his whereabouts. You are even permitted to deny his very existence. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. Unless he murdered someone in your immediate family, you must bail a friend out of jail within 24 hours.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. A best man&amp;#39;s toast may not include any of the following phrases, &amp;quot;down in Tijuana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;one time when we were all piss drunk&amp;quot;, or &amp;quot;and this girl had the biggest rack you ever saw&amp;quot;. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. You may exaggerate any anecdote told to your friends by 50% without recrimination, beyond that anyone within earshot is allowed to yell out &amp;quot;bullshit!&amp;quot;. (exception: when trying to pick up a girl, the allowable exaggeration is 400%) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. Under no circumstances may two men share an umbrella.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. The minimum amount of time you have to wait for another man is 5 minutes. The maximum is 6 minutes. For a girl, you are required to wait 10 minutes for every point of hotness she scores on the classic 1-10 scale. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. Bitching about the brand of free beverages in your buddy&amp;#39;s refrigerator is forbidden. But gripe at will if the temperature is not suitable.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. A friend must be permitted to borrow anything you own - grill, car, firstborn child - within 12 hr notice. Women or anything considered &amp;quot;lucky&amp;quot; are not applicable in this case. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. Falling on a grenade for a buddy (agreeing to distract the skanky friend of the hot babe he&amp;#39;s trying to score) is your legal duty. But should you get carried away with your good deed and end up getting on the beast, your pal is forbidden to ever speak of it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. Do not torpedo single friends.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. On a road trip, the strongest bladder determines pit stops, not the weakest.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. Before dating a buddy&amp;#39;s ex you are required to ask his permission. If he grants it, he is however allowed to say, &amp;quot;man, your gonna love the way she licks your balls&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. Women who claim they &amp;quot;love to watch sports&amp;quot; must be treated as spies until they demonstrate knowledge of the game and the ability to pick a Buffalo wing clean.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. If a mans zipper is down, that&amp;#39;s his problem, you didn&amp;#39;t see anything! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. No man shall ever be required to buy a birthday present for another man. (in fact, even remembering your best friends birthday is optional)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17. You must offer heartfelt condolences over the death of a girlfriends cat, even if it was you who secretly set it on fire and threw it into a ceiling fan. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. While your girlfriend must bond with your buddies girlfriends within 30 minutes of meeting them, you are not required to make nice with her gal pal&amp;#39;s boyfriends- low level sports bonding is all the law requires. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. Unless you have a lucrative endorsement contract, do not appear in public wearing more than one Nike swoosh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. When stumbling upon other guys watching a sporting event, you may always ask the score of the game in progress, but you may never ask who&amp;#39;s playing. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;21. If your girlfriend asks to set your friend up with her ugly, whiny, loser friend of hers, you must grant permission, but only if you have ample time to warn your friend to prepare his excuse about joining the priesthood. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;22. Only in a situation of mortal danger or ass peril are you permitted to kick another member of the male species in the testicles.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;23. Unless you&amp;#39;re in prison, never fight naked. This includes men who aren&amp;#39;t wearing shirts. If your buddy is outnumbered outmanned, or too drunk to defend himself, you must jump into the fight. Exception: if during the past 24 hours your friends actions have caused you to think &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;what this guy needs is a good ass wuppin&amp;quot;, in which case you may refrain from getting involved and stand back and enjoy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;24. Friends don&amp;#39;t let friends wear speedos. Ever. Case closed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;25. Fives must be called at all times when getting out of your seat. If not, your seat is up for grabs. However, &amp;quot;house rules&amp;quot; may come into effect, in which case it is left up to the owner of the seat. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;26. Shotgun can be called on anything where a shotgun applies., as long as you are in eyesight of the object, or it is at a reasonable time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;27. When picking players for sports teams it is permissible to skip over your buddy in favor of better athletes- as long as you don&amp;#39;t let him be the last sorry son of a bitch standing on the sideline. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;28. If you ever compliment a guy&amp;#39;s six pack, you better be talking about his choice of beverage.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;29. Never join your girlfriend in ragging on a buddy of yours, unless she is withholding sex, pending your response. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;30. Phrases that may never be uttered to another man while lifting weights:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah, baby, push it!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Come on, give me one more, harder!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Another set and we can hit the showers&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Nice ass! Are you a Sagittarius?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;31. Never hesitate to reach for the last beverage or pizza, but not both. That&amp;#39;s just mean.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;32. Never talk to another man in the bathroom unless you are on equal footing: both urinating, both waiting in line for all other situations an &amp;quot;I recognize you&amp;quot; nod will do just fine. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;33. Never allow a telephone conversation with a woman to go on longer than you are able to have sex with her. Keep a stopwatch nearby, hang up if necessary.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;34. You can not rat out a friend who show&amp;#39;s up to work or class with a massive hangover, however you may: hide the aspirin, smear his chair with limburger cheese, turn the brightness on his computer way up so he thinks its broken, or have him paged every seven minutes. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;35. If you catch your girl messing around with your best friend, let your states crime of passion laws be your guide.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;36. If your buddy is trying to hook up with a girl, you may sabotage him only in a manor that gives you no chances of getting any either. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;37. Before allowing a drunken friend to cheat on his girl, you must attempt one intervention. If he can get up on his feet, look you in the eye, and deliver a &amp;quot;fuck off&amp;quot; then you are absolved from all&lt;br&gt; responsibility. Later on it is ok that you have no idea what his girlfriend is talking about.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;38. The morning after you and a babe, who was formerly &amp;quot;just a friend&amp;quot;, go at it, the fact that you&amp;#39;re feeling weird and guilty is no reason not to jump on her again before there is a discussion about what a big mistake it was. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;39. If a buddy has lint, an eyelash, or any other foreign object on his hair or face, under no circumstances are you permitted to remove it. However an appropriate hand gesture may be made to make him aware of it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;40. An anniversary is recognized on a yearly basis, under no circumstances will anything be celebrated in an interval other than a year&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;41. When using a urinal in a public restroom, a buffer zone of at least one urinal will exist at all times. If the only empty urinal is directly next to an occupied on, then you are still required to wait. (Exception: at a sporting event where a line has formed to use the pisser) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;42. When coming to a room which you know is occupied by your friend and possibly another girl, you must knock and wait for an adequate response. If no response occurs, and the door is locked, a 10 minute period is required before knocking again. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;43. The only time dicking over a buddy for a girl is legal, is when the girl ranks a 8 or above on the 1-10 scale. (exception: a girl may rank from 5-7, as long as there is oral sex involved).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;44. A mans gotta scratch what a mans gotta scratch. This applies to picking as well. Let the man be. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;45. No man shall ever watch any of the following programs on TV:&lt;br&gt;Figure skating&lt;br&gt;Men&amp;#39;s gymnastics&lt;br&gt;Any sport involving women (unless viewed for sexual purposes)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;46. If you accidentally touch or brush against any part of another man below the waist, it is an understood accident, and NO apologies or any reference to the occurrence is necessary. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;47. No man shall spend more than 2 minutes in front of a mirror. If more time is required, a three minute waiting period must be allowed before returning to the mirror.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;48. Any dispute lasting any longer than 3 minutes will and must be settled by rock, paper, scissors. There is no argument too important for this determining method. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;49. No man will ever willingly watch a movie in which the main theme is dancing, and if a man shall happen to view such a movie it is only acceptable if its with a girlfriend.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;50. Only acceptable time when a man is allowed to cry: &lt;br&gt;when a heroic dog dies to save his master.&lt;br&gt;after being struck in the testicles with anything moving fast than 7 mph.&lt;br&gt;When your date is using her teeth.&lt;br&gt;The day Anna Kournikova chooses a husband.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;51. If a bet is made, and the challenge is completed, then the bettor may recoup his money by immediately completing a more daring challenge. If he refuses the challenge or chooses not to propose one, then and only then, must the money be paid. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;52. Masturbate often. (exception: if your roommate is due back within the hour)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;53. If a hot girl shall happen to pass by while you are in an arms reach of your buddy, you must, and will, tap him on the shoulder to make him aware of the babe. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;54. A man&amp;#39;s shoes may not intentionally match any other article of clothing on his body.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;55. No comment shall ever be made to a man about how much he is sweating. In fact, there is no need bring notice to any body part which he may be sweating from. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;56. No man shall ever allow anyone to speak ill of The Simpsons or any Rocky movie. (Exception: Rocky V)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;57. You have not made any mistake if you find that there are extra pieces after reassembling or assembling an object. In fact, you have just found a way to make that object more efficient. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;58. There are is never an occasion in which any shirt without buttons may be tucked in. (Exception: when you are participating in a organized sporting event)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;59. Unless you are under the age of 11 or wearing a bathing suit,, DON&amp;#39;T wear whitey tighty&amp;#39;s. It still escapes all reasoning as to why they even make them in adult sizes. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;60. Any object thrown with reasonable speed and accuracy, MUST be caught.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;61. No man shall ever keep track of, or count, the amount of beers he has had in a night.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;62. Under no circumstances may two non-related men share a bed or anything which can be perceived as a mattress. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;63. In an empty room, car, ect., a man can not ask another man if he is mad because he isn&amp;#39;t talking.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;64. If you jiggle more than twice, your playing with it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;65. A man shall never help another man apply sun tan oil. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;66. The guy who wants something the most is responsible for getting it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;67. If your friend says &amp;quot;Lick my nuts&amp;quot; as a way to put you down, don&amp;#39;t try to be funny by saying &amp;quot;OK&amp;quot; and moving your head towards his crotch, two homosexual references in a row are just plain scary... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;68. If you say ouch, you are a pussy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;69. It is the God given duty of every man to assist any other man that may be in need of assistance in obtaining every guys dream (threesome with two girls)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* with every set of laws, there are appropriate punishments. If any &lt;br&gt;man shall happen to break any one of these codes, he will be found&lt;br&gt;guilty, and will, for 24 hours from the time of the violation, be&lt;br&gt;considered NOT A MAN. During this time he will not be referred to in&lt;br&gt;any masculine way, and he shall bear the name Princess. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~end of forwarded nonsense~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*disclaimer: Please note that you were given adequate warning at the beginning of this post... As such, any and all claims for damages will be ignored =) Have a nice day XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Cheers, peeps...&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-3984136151909525184?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/3984136151909525184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=3984136151909525184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/3984136151909525184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/3984136151909525184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/03/updates.html' title='Updates =)'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-3332753593986193284</id><published>2007-02-16T17:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T17:32:11.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated V-Day</title><content type='html'>Since V-Day&amp;#39;s just over... Some interesting translations from the Woman&amp;#39;s Dictionary... (if you&amp;#39;re a feminist, please please PLEASE don&amp;#39;t kill me XD)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dictionary for women&lt;br&gt;Argument (ar*gyou*ment) n. A discussion that occurs when you&amp;#39;re right, but he just hasn&amp;#39;t realized it yet. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Airhead (er*hed) n. What a woman intentionally becomes when pulled over by a policeman.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bar-be-que (bar*bi*q) n. You bought the groceries, washed the lettuce, chopped the tomatoes, diced the onions, marinated the meat and cleaned everything up, but, he, &amp;quot;made the dinner.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Blonde jokes (blond joks) n. Jokes that are short so men can understand them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cantaloupe (kant*e*lope) n. Gotta get married in a church.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Clothes dryer (kloze dri*yer) n. An appliance designed to eat socks. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Diet Soda (dy*it so*da) n. A drink you buy at a convenience store to go with a half pound bag of peanut M&amp;amp;Ms.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eternity (e*ter*ni*tee) n. The last two minutes of a football game.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Exercise (ex*er*siz) v. To walk up and down a mall, occasionally resting to make a purchase. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Grocery List (grow*ser*ee list) n. What you spend half an hour writing, then forget to take with you to the store.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hair Dresser (hare dres*er) n. Someone who is able to create a style you will never be able to duplicate again. See &amp;quot;Magician.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hardware Store (hard*war stor) n. Similar to a black hole in space-if he goes in, he isn&amp;#39;t coming out anytime soon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Childbirth (child*brth) n. You get to go through 36 hours of contractions; he gets to hold your hand and say &amp;quot;focus,...breath...push...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lipstick (lip*stik) n. On your lips, coloring to enhance the beauty of your mouth. On his collar, coloring only a tramp would wear...!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Park (park) v./n. Before children, a verb meaning, &amp;quot;to go somewhere and neck.&amp;quot; After children, a noun meaning a place with a swing set and slide.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Patience (pa*shens) n. The most important ingredient for dating, marriage and children. See also &amp;quot;tranquilizers.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Waterproof Mascara (wah*tr*pruf mas*kar*ah) n. Comes off if you cry, shower, or swim, but will not come off if you try to remove it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Valentine&amp;#39;s Day (val*en*tinez dae) n. A day when you have dreams of a candlelight dinner, diamonds, and romance, but consider yourself lucky to get a card&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That&amp;#39;s all, folks =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cheers,&lt;br&gt;Yow. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-3332753593986193284?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/3332753593986193284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=3332753593986193284&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/3332753593986193284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/3332753593986193284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-belated-v-day.html' title='Happy Belated V-Day'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-6266996986733090186</id><published>2007-02-11T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:59:39.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamie Khoo Ghia Mei</title><content type='html'>Okay... I know this post is LOOOOOONG overdue... Due to a lack of photos, cause SOME PPL *cough*tan.chee.huat*cough*vic.wong*cough*peanut.teoh*cough*cough*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newayz, even without the photos, I thought I would just post my thoughts... Even though it's like what, 2 and a half weeks late? Lolz... Well, regardless... Here's a post, dedicated to the one, the only, the special... Jamie Khoo Ghia Mei @ Drama Queen @ Cherub @ Prawn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/Rc8GBuErHoI/AAAAAAAAABA/q0mgKycMAhQ/s1600-h/IMG_1264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/Rc8GBuErHoI/AAAAAAAAABA/q0mgKycMAhQ/s400/IMG_1264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030245935413403266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A'yup, that's her... Right there,  trying to cam-whore (but failing)... Okay, since I know that she's gonna murder me when she finds out that I put up that particular picture of her, let's find a better one shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/Rc8HDOErHpI/AAAAAAAAABM/qgZsDS2mHNk/s1600-h/IMG_3224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/Rc8HDOErHpI/AAAAAAAAABM/qgZsDS2mHNk/s400/IMG_3224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030247060694834834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, slightly better... Don't you think so, DQ? Ehehehhehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, newayz.. Let's get on to the real post... Jamie... What do I say, what do I say? Well, this monyet was one of the first people I met in HELP CF... I remember coming for that first meeting, and having this icebreaker where they had us like do a drawing of something that could be connected to us... And I got this weird drawing of a shirt sorta thingy, except that it looked sorta like a kimono... Guess who it belonged to? Yup, it was Jamie's black-with-white-flowers shirt/blouse/kimono thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, it wasn't the first time i met her... That particular incident was during the DJ Cf Camp like when, in 1999? Or 2000? One of those lah... I think it was 2000, cause I also met Shern Ren there, and since they're the same age... Well, figures, doesn't it? ANYWAYS, back to the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since meeting Jamie in the first sem at HELP, and having her in my class in the second and third sems... Gotten to know here slightly better... And lemme post a warning to all you people out there... Jamie Khoo Ghia Mei is SCARY!!!! well, that and WACKY, CRAZY, and all sortsa other things that end with 'Y' (that includes LUCKY, cause I actually wrote a post about her XD) When this blog is syndicated or something, she'll be famous... Hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... I'm getting side-tracked again... Sigh... You really shouldn't let me do things like that lah... So, where was I? Oh yeah, since getting to know her over the past year, and seeing her almost every day (oh, the HORROR), I've come to appreciate her... The drama-ness, the crazy-ness, the emo-ness and everything else that makes her Jamie... (the Jamie-ness XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newayz, before I get too side-tracked onto different things again, I'm gonna end this with a personal note to Jamie =) Well, it's my blog, so I can do it if I want to... Hehehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie, there are so many things I admire about you... Your Passion and Exuberance, your give-my-all attitude...  But newayz, before I get all wishy-washy... I just wanna end this with a Happy Birthday... I know it's belated *by what, 17 days?* but still, I wish you a Happy Birthday, girl... May you continue to grow in Him and excel in all that you do... Be a light that shines in the darkness, dispelling the darkness and showing the LIGHT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;God Bless You, dear...                    &lt;br /&gt;Love,                                                 &lt;br /&gt;Your Friend and Brother in Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Yow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Oh yeah, we also kidnapped the DQ on Sunday, two days after her birthday... for a more complete account of that particular set of events, please go to &lt;a href="http://beautybeyondcomplexity.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-belated-birthday-jamie-d.html"&gt;Vic's blog&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://mashpotatomato.blogspot.com/2007/02/jamies-20th.html"&gt;Peanut's blog&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-6266996986733090186?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/6266996986733090186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=6266996986733090186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/6266996986733090186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/6266996986733090186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/02/jamie-khoo-ghia-mei.html' title='Jamie Khoo Ghia Mei'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/Rc8GBuErHoI/AAAAAAAAABA/q0mgKycMAhQ/s72-c/IMG_1264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-4804485249077468241</id><published>2007-02-04T13:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T13:19:27.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notice of Revocation of American Independence</title><content type='html'>Lolz... I got this online, and i find it REALLY funny... Apparently, there&amp;#39;s an American answer to it, but i haven&amp;#39;t found that yet...&lt;br&gt;Read this first, it cracked me up XD...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr;"&gt; &lt;br&gt;To the citizens of the United States of America:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In the light of your failure to elect a competent President of the USA and thus to govern yourselves, we hereby give notice of the revocation of your independence, effective today.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth II will resume monarchical duties over all states, commonwealths and other territories.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Except Utah, which she does not fancy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Your new Prime Minister (The Right Honourable Tony Blair MP, for the 97.85% of you who have until now been unaware that there is a world outside your borders) will appoint a Minister for America without the need for further elections.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The House of Representatives and the Senate will be disbanded.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A questionnaire will be circulated next year to determine whether any of you noticed. To aid in the transition to a British Crown Dependency, the following rules are introduced with immediate effect:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. You should look up &amp;quot;revocation&amp;quot; in the Oxford English Dictionary. Then look up &amp;quot;aluminium.&amp;quot; Check the pronunciation guide. You will be amazed at just how wrongly you have been pronouncing it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The letter &amp;#39;U&amp;#39; will be reinstated in words such as &amp;#39;favour&amp;#39; and &amp;#39;neighbour&amp;#39;; skipping the letter &amp;#39;U&amp;#39; is nothing more than laziness on your part. Likewise, you will learn to spell &amp;#39;doughnut&amp;#39; without skipping half the letters.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You will end your love affair with the letter &amp;#39;Z&amp;#39; (pronounced &amp;#39;zed&amp;#39; not &amp;#39;zee&amp;#39;) and the suffix &amp;quot;ize&amp;quot; will be replaced by the suffix &amp;quot;ise.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You will learn that the suffix &amp;#39;burgh&amp;#39; is pronounced &amp;#39;burra&amp;#39; e.g. Edinburgh. You are welcome to re-spell Pittsburgh as &amp;#39;Pittsberg&amp;#39; if you can&amp;#39;t cope with correct pronunciation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Generally, you should raise your vocabulary to acceptable levels. Look up "vocabulary.&amp;quot; Using the same thirty seven words interspersed with filler noises such as &amp;quot;uhh&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;like&amp;quot;, and &amp;quot;you know&amp;quot; is an unacceptable and inefficient form of communication.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Look up &amp;quot;interspersed.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There will be no more &amp;#39;bleeps&amp;#39; in the Jerry Springer show. If you&amp;#39;re not old enough to cope with bad language then you shouldn&amp;#39;t have chat shows. When you learn to develop your vocabulary, then you won&amp;#39;t have to use bad language as often.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. There is no such thing as &amp;quot;US English.&amp;quot; We will let Microsoft know on your behalf. The Microsoft spell-checker will be adjusted to take account of the reinstated letter &amp;#39;u&amp;#39; and the elimination of &amp;quot;-ize.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. You should learn to distinguish the English and Australian accents. It really isn&amp;#39;t that hard. English accents are not limited to cockney, upper-class twit or Mancunian (Daphne in Frasier).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You will also have to learn how to understand regional accents --- Scottish dramas such as &amp;quot;Taggart&amp;quot; will no longer be broadcast with subtitles.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;While we&amp;#39;re talking about regions, you must learn that there is no such place as Devonshire in England. The name of the county is &amp;quot;Devon.&amp;quot; If you persist in calling it Devonshire, all American States will become &amp;quot;shires&amp;quot; e.g. Texasshire, Floridashire, Louisianashire.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. Hollywood will be required occasionally to cast English actors as the good guys. Hollywood will be required to cast English actors to play English characters.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;British sit-coms such as &amp;quot;Men Behaving Badly&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;Red Dwarf&amp;quot; will not be re-cast and watered down for a wishy-washy American audience who can&amp;#39;t cope with the humour of occasional political incorrectness. Popular British films such as the Italian Job and the Wicker Man should never be remade.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. You should relearn your original national anthem, &amp;quot;God Save The Queen&amp;quot;, but only after fully carrying out task 1. We would not want you to get confused and give up half way through.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. You should stop playing American &amp;quot;football.&amp;quot; There are other types of football such as Rugby, Aussie Rules &amp;amp; Gaelic football. However proper football - which will no longer be known as soccer, is the best known, most loved and most popular. What you refer to as American &amp;quot;football&amp;quot; is not a very good game.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The 2.15% of you who are aware that there is a world outside your borders may have noticed that no one else plays &amp;quot;American&amp;quot; football. You will no longer be allowed to play it, and should instead play proper football.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Initially, it would be best if you played with the girls. It is a difficult game. Those of you brave enough will, in time, be allowed to play rugby (which is similar to American &amp;quot;football&amp;quot;, but does not involve stopping for a rest every twenty seconds or wearing full kevlar body armour like nancies).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We are hoping to get together at least a US Rugby sevens side by 2008.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You should stop playing baseball. It is not reasonable to host an event called the &amp;#39;World Series&amp;#39; for a game which is not played outside of North America. Since only 2.15% of you are aware that there is a world beyond your borders, your error is understandable. Instead of baseball, you will be allowed to play a girls&amp;#39; game called &amp;quot;rounders,&amp;quot; which is baseball without fancy team strip, oversized gloves, collector cards or hotdogs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. You will no longer be allowed to own or carry guns. You will no longer be allowed to own or carry anything more dangerous in public than a vegetable peeler. Because we don&amp;#39;t believe you are sensible enough to handle potentially dangerous items, you will require a permit if you wish to carry a vegetable peeler in public.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. The 4th of July is no longer a public holiday. The 2nd of November will be a new national holiday, but only in Britain. It will be called &amp;quot;Indecisive Day.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. All American cars are hereby banned. They are crap, and it is for your own good. When we show you German cars, you will understand what we mean.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All road intersections will be replaced with roundabouts. You will start driving on the left with immediate effect. At the same time, you will go metric with immediate effect and without the benefit of conversion tables. Roundabouts and metrication will help you understand the British sense of humour.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. You will learn to make real chips. Those things you call &amp;#39;French fries&amp;#39; are not real chips. Fries aren&amp;#39;t even French, they are Belgian though 97.85% of you (including the guy who discovered fries while in Europe) are not aware of a country called Belgium. Those things you insist on calling potato chips are properly called &amp;quot;crisps.&amp;quot; Real chips are thick cut and fried in animal fat. The traditional accompaniment to chips is beer which should be served warm and flat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Waitresses will be trained to be more aggressive with customers.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. As a sign of penance 5 grams of sea salt per cup will be added to all tea made within the State of Massachusetts, this quantity to be doubled for tea made within the city of Boston itself.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. The cold tasteless stuff you insist on calling &amp;quot;beer&amp;quot; is not actually beer at all, it is lager . From January 1st only proper British Bitter will be referred to as &amp;quot;beer,&amp;quot; and European brews of known and accepted provenance will be referred to as &amp;quot;Lager.&amp;quot; The substances formerly known as &amp;quot;American Beer&amp;quot; will henceforth be referred to as &amp;quot;Near-Frozen Gnat&amp;#39;s Urine,&amp;quot; with the exception of the product of the American Budweiser company whose product will be referred to as &amp;quot;Weak Near-Frozen Gnat&amp;#39;s Urine.&amp;quot; This will allow true Budweiser (as manufactured for the last 1000 years in the Czech Republic) to be sold without risk of confusion.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. From the 10th of January the UK will harmonise petrol (or &amp;quot;gasoline,&amp;quot; as you will be permitted to keep calling it until the 1st of April) prices with the former USA. The UK will harmonise its prices to those of the former USA and the Former USA will, in return, adopt UK petrol prices (roughly $6/US gallon -- get used to it).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. You will learn to resolve personal issues without using guns, lawyers or therapists. The fact that you need so many lawyers and therapists shows that you&amp;#39;re not adult enough to be independent. Guns should only be handled by adults. If you&amp;#39;re not adult enough to sort things out without suing someone or speaking to a therapist, then you&amp;#39;re not grown up enough to handle a gun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. Please tell us who killed JFK. It&amp;#39;s been driving us crazy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. Tax collectors from Her Majesty&amp;#39;s Government will be with you shortly to ensure the acquisition of all revenues due (backdated to 1776).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thank you for your co-operation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lolz... Oh yeah, due to lack of photos, i still haven&amp;#39;t done my Jamie Khoo post yet... Sigh...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Newayz, enjoy it... Cheers!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-4804485249077468241?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4804485249077468241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=4804485249077468241&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/4804485249077468241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/4804485249077468241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/02/notice-of-revocation-of-american.html' title='Notice of Revocation of American Independence'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-405821522915816877</id><published>2007-01-28T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:42:20.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamie Khoo Ghia Mei...</title><content type='html'>*The promised Jamie Khoo aka Drama Queen aka Prawn aka Cherub post will be up later, due to some technical difficulties and work issues*&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cheers,&lt;br&gt;Yow. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-405821522915816877?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/405821522915816877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=405821522915816877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/405821522915816877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/405821522915816877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/01/jamie-khoo-ghia-mei.html' title='Jamie Khoo Ghia Mei...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-8692019501332114951</id><published>2007-01-19T04:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:59:39.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>filler intermission</title><content type='html'>one of the greatest inconveniences of living abroad on a budget is having to prepare your own food. after a while, cooking lunch and dinner daily gets sickening but because i've got new ingredients to play with, so to speak, it makes cooking slightly more interesting. that and also i'm quite tired of pasta after two boxes of tortellini, which is equivalent to 4 meals. anyway, here are some photos i've taken of my fantastic inventions ( haha. they are all blur because i don't know how to take macro shots with a handphone and i was too lazy to whip out my powershot. 2.0MP can balik kampung wan ), though the best friend will have much to add about my inability to cook. he's quite right, but i'm still learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6e0EVu3CXg/Ra_aAjMTygI/AAAAAAAAAFg/RJpQLQlzhUg/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6e0EVu3CXg/Ra_aAjMTygI/AAAAAAAAAFg/RJpQLQlzhUg/s400/DSC00067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021471812523117058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fried rice with beef, best i've ever tasted. meat marinated with five spice powder, sesame oil, chilli oil, soy sauce sauteed with shallots and frozen mixed vegetables. rice and bits of fried egg added for a quick stir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6e0EVu3CXg/Ra_Z2TMTyfI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GcTJzicOs2Y/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6e0EVu3CXg/Ra_Z2TMTyfI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GcTJzicOs2Y/s400/DSC00074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021471636429457906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i wanted to make ma po to fu but the chinese supermarket didn't have chilli paste in stock instead, its just plain tofu with minced pork. meat marinated with hoisin sauce, chinese rice wine, soy sauce and a dash of pepper. sauteed with ginger, garlic, spring onions and chilli padi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6e0EVu3CXg/Ra_ZnzMTyeI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/PUzIreQhtbA/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6e0EVu3CXg/Ra_ZnzMTyeI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/PUzIreQhtbA/s400/DSC00068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021471387321354722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;these are potstickers/wor tip/gyoza that i made for a cell group dinner buffet social. there's just minced pork and spring onions inside, marinated with the usual soy sauce, sesame oil and pepper. a dash of rice wine would open up the flavour a little more. my housemate actually taught me how to cook it-- lightly fry the base, leave the dumplings in and then add water into the pan and close it to steam till cooked. wrapping and cooking may be quite a no-brainer but it still managed to impress my cell group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6e0EVu3CXg/Ra_ZdTMTydI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nKz7SK6BLLg/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6e0EVu3CXg/Ra_ZdTMTydI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nKz7SK6BLLg/s400/DSC00071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021471206932728274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;salmon teriyaki. fish marinated with garlic, ginger, soy sauce, sugar. you can tell how much i like spring onions and chilli padi which i added later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's all from me. sorry for the visual harrassment. initially, i wanted to write about the apolitical youth of malaysia but assignments didn't permit me and also, i don't suppose this is the best place to preach. but if you're turning 21 this year like oonyow and i, register and be an informed voter. there's no point complaining about toll hikes, inflation and lack of government involvement in the johor flood crises ( yes, twice ) when the very little you can do to make a difference, you don't. granted, politics isn't everyone's cup of tea which is understandable. suffice to say, there are a few indications in the blogosphere that something big is going to happen soon which i think does have some shreds of truth in it. it is very disturbing and shocking, especially when i am reading this away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i shall keep my peace for the next few weeks. cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-8692019501332114951?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/8692019501332114951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=8692019501332114951&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/8692019501332114951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/8692019501332114951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/01/filler-intermission.html' title='filler intermission'/><author><name>jn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6e0EVu3CXg/Ra_aAjMTygI/AAAAAAAAAFg/RJpQLQlzhUg/s72-c/DSC00067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-2788851745904660296</id><published>2007-01-18T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T09:24:01.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys... ROFLMAO!!!</title><content type='html'>To cover up the apparent lack of a post on the blog, i&amp;#39;m posting one of those chain e-mails that i found kinda cute...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*Beginning of forwarded lame stuff*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Guys hate sluts. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 2. &amp;quot;Hey, are you busy?&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;Are you doing something?&amp;quot; ~ two phrases guys open with to stop from stammering on the phone. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 3. Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 4. Before they call, guys try to plan out a little about what they&amp;#39;re gonna say so there aren&amp;#39;t awkward pauses, but once he&amp;#39;s on the phone he forgets it all and makes it up as he goes. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 5. Guys go crazy over a girl&amp;#39;s smile. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 6. Guys will do anything just to get you to notice him. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;7. Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend or ex love-interest. Unless they&amp;#39;re goin for the let-her-complain-to-you-and-then-have-her-realize- &lt;br&gt; how-wonderful-and-nice-you-are method. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 8. A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 9. Boyfriends need to be reassured often that they&amp;#39;re still loved. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 10. Don&amp;#39;t talk about your guy friends to your boyfriend. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 11. Guys get jealous easily. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 12. Guys are more emotional than they&amp;#39;d like people to think. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;13. Giving a guy a hanging message like &amp;quot;You know what?!..uh...nevermind..&amp;quot; would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he&amp;#39;ll assume he did something wrong and he&amp;#39;ll obsess about it trying to figure it out. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 14. Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;15. Guys hate asking parents for money to buy girls presents. So they come up with ideas like saving their lunch money for a week. But it never works because guys are always hungry so they end up asking the parents for money anyway. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 16. Girls are guys&amp;#39; weaknesses. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 17. Guys are very open about themselves. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 18. It&amp;#39;s good to test a guy first before you trust him. But don&amp;#39;t let him wait too long. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;19. Your best friend, whom your boyfriend seeks help from about his problems with you may end up being admired by your boyfriend. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 20. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don&amp;#39;t need to give advice. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 21. A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 22. Guys love you more than you love them if they are serious in your relationships. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 23. Guys will brag about anything. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 24. Guys use words like hot or cute to describe girls. We rarely use beautiful. If a guy uses that, he likes you. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;25. Guys think WAY too much. One small thing a girl does, even if she doesn&amp;#39;t notice it can make the guy think about it for hours, trying to figure out what it meant. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;26. Guys seek for advice from girls not other guys. Because most guys think alike, so if one guy&amp;#39;s confused, then we&amp;#39;re all confused. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 27. Any guy could write out a rulebook or advice book for flirting, but no guy can write out a book about relationships. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 28. Try to be as straightforward as possible. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;29. A guy has to experience rejection, because if he&amp;#39;s too-good-never-been-busted, never been in love and hurt, he won&amp;#39;t be mature and grown up. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;30. If the guy does something stupid in front of the girl, he will think about it for the next couple days or until the next time he spends time with the girl. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 31. No matter how much guys talk about asses and boobs, personality is key. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 32. Guys learn from experience not from the romance books that girls read and take as their basis of experience. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 33. Guys worry about the thin line between being compassionate and being whipped. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 34. If a guy looks unusually calm and laid back, he&amp;#39;s probably faking it and is spazzing inside. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 35. When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl, he really is. Guys rarely say that. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 36. When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he&amp;#39;s just actually saying, &amp;quot;Please come and listen to me.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 37. Guys don&amp;#39;t really have final decisions. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 38. If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn&amp;#39;t happen that often, so when it does, you know something&amp;#39;s up. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;39. If your best guy friend seems to avoid you or is never around when you&amp;#39;re with your boyfriend, he&amp;#39;s probably jealous and likes you. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 40. When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he&amp;#39;s definitely thinking something. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 41. Guys like femininity not feebleness. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 42. Guys don&amp;#39;t like girls who punch harder than they do. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 43. A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 44. Don&amp;#39;t be a snob. Guys can be intimidated and give up easily. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 45. Everything in moderation. Put on makeup, wear perfume. Just not too much. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 46. Guys talk about girls more than girls talk about guys. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 47. Guys hate rejection, but they hate being led on even more. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;48. Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 49. A guy would give his left nut to be able to read a girl&amp;#39;s mind for a day. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 50. No guy can handle all his problems by his own. He&amp;#39;s just too stubborn to admit it &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 51. Not all guys are *******s. Just because ONE is a jackass doesnt mean he represents ALL of us. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*end of forwarded lame stuff*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That&amp;#39;s it, pls flame it, i found it rather funny... But as a psychologist, i would HAVE to disagree, at least with number 51... all my female friends know what i&amp;#39;m talking about =) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Newayz, cheerios...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-2788851745904660296?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/2788851745904660296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=2788851745904660296&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/2788851745904660296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/2788851745904660296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/01/guys-roflmao.html' title='Guys... ROFLMAO!!!'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-6924062729628463071</id><published>2007-01-15T01:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T01:01:16.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend is a NOOOOOOOB.....</title><content type='html'>&amp;#39;Can i take out my USB memory stick now?&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;&amp;#39;How do i do it?&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;&amp;#39;Oh.... Safely remove hardware...&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*note, this conversation was edited from GTalk, and it&amp;#39;s written from memory... However, it just goes to show that my best friend is a noob.... *sigh*... Lolz... &lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh yeah, somewhere else in the convo i recall hearing something along these lines....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;#39;STUPID Computer cannot read my memory stick!&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;&amp;#39;Why my computer cannot read the memory stick? Memory pro duo!!!&amp;#39; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lolz...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tonights comic relief was brought to you courtesy of Beh and Yow on GTalk =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cheers,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yow. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-6924062729628463071?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/6924062729628463071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=6924062729628463071&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/6924062729628463071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/6924062729628463071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-best-friend-is-nooooooob.html' title='My Best Friend is a NOOOOOOOB.....'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-4091352439404436325</id><published>2007-01-14T07:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T07:12:04.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams...</title><content type='html'>Weirdest. Dream. EVER...&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Like something out of one of those icebreaker games... Y&amp;#39;know, the ones that involve writing a guys name, a girls name, a place, an action/activity, guy says something, girl says something... In my particular case, it worked something like this... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Guys name - *protected for the sake of privacy/ to limit embarrassment*&lt;br&gt;Girls name - *ditto above*&lt;br&gt;Place - China? Japan? Something like that...&lt;br&gt;Activity - Drug smuggling (??)&lt;br&gt;Guy says - Come with me if you want to live... &lt;br&gt;*dream ended here... Lolz...*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There&amp;#39;s more in between, but if you wanna know the rest of this weirded out story, come ask me lah =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cheers,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-4091352439404436325?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4091352439404436325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=4091352439404436325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/4091352439404436325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/4091352439404436325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/01/dreams.html' title='Dreams...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-630376134630756459</id><published>2007-01-10T07:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T07:21:14.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one...</title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;relationships are a two-way thing&amp;quot;... (Anon., 2007)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One of my friends said this last night, and it&amp;#39;s been really bugging me... I guess i haven&amp;#39;t really ever been good at this two-way communication... I&amp;#39;m great at small-talk, but when it gets down to the personal stuff? A part of me just shies away from it... Why&amp;#39;s this? Is it something that needs to be changed? *sigh* I just don&amp;#39;t know... Moreover, can it be changed? Or do i go through the rest of my life being relationally deficit... Being unable to cultivate anything more than superficial relationships.... &lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sigh..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Have i been a friend? Or merely an acquaintance? I don&amp;#39;t know, and i don&amp;#39;t think that anyone can really tell me... What i do know is that i suck at it... As i&amp;#39;m sure Jenn would be extremely willing to attest to...  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Forget it, for now... *end of semi-emo post*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-630376134630756459?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/630376134630756459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=630376134630756459&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/630376134630756459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/630376134630756459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-one.html' title='Another one...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-201352580763486014</id><published>2007-01-10T07:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T07:12:37.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARRRRGH!!!</title><content type='html'>Tell me... How is it POSSIBLE for you to be frustrated at a class even BEFORE the first lecture ever gets started? (Well, besides having problems signing up for the class... Luckily, i don&amp;#39;t have that cause i&amp;#39;m not an ADP student XD) Here&amp;#39;s how... When you have a lecturer who uploads notes which can be downloaded, but can&amp;#39;t be OPENED, or even RECOGNIZED by the OS you&amp;#39;re using, then there&amp;#39;s something wrong... Even better, if some of the files CAN and others CAN&amp;#39;T... GRRRRRRRRRRR.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On a brighter note, second class with Wai Sheng today... But notes still aren&amp;#39;t up... *sigh*...Whatever, guess i&amp;#39;ll just wing it...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cheers,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-201352580763486014?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/201352580763486014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=201352580763486014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/201352580763486014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/201352580763486014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/01/arrrrgh.html' title='ARRRRGH!!!'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-6135375573244942429</id><published>2007-01-08T19:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T19:02:42.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Semester...</title><content type='html'>New sem just started today. Decided to take four psych subjects, because three are compulsory, and Franklin&amp;#39;s teaching the fourth... So should be rather fun... Of course, there&amp;#39;s Paul Selvaraj and Fatimah to deal with, but should be okay lah... If all else fails, i have my trusty palm and mp3 player to fall back on... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Y&amp;#39;know what, i didn&amp;#39;t expect second year psych students to be so ignorant or close-minded... Implying that the word &amp;#39;abnormal&amp;#39; had one meaning when used singly, and a different meaning when used in conjunction with the word &amp;#39;psychology&amp;#39; to create the term &amp;#39;abnormal psychology&amp;#39; is pure bs, from my point of view... Sigh... Or am i just being elitist? Anyone&amp;#39;s guess, i guess... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But okay, away from the ranting on incompetent classmates... Got to see some people that i haven&amp;#39;t seen in quite a long time... Y&amp;#39;know how ppl grow on you over time? Well, it&amp;#39;s that way with the CF bunch in HELP, especially the psych students... Lolz... I didn&amp;#39;t realize how much i really missed them until i saw them again after the break...  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On the bright side, at least my groupings for PSY 206 are a good bunch... Having Steph, Ren, Mary and Elvi around is better than pretty much anyone else in terms of groupings... Of course, not forgetting Kev =) But then, Kev in the group is pretty much a given... 15 hours of community service... FIFTEEN!!! WHAT THE HEY?? Sigh... But i guess i shouldn&amp;#39;t complain, it&amp;#39;ll be a good experience... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now Winnee tells me that i&amp;#39;m tutoring for both 105 and 106, and now Kenneth want&amp;#39;s me to tutor for 104 too... Sigh... so many options, so little time... And Franklin will want help with the new HF&amp;amp;E club.... Well, i guess i&amp;#39;ll just have to see how that turns out.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Note to self: Remember to send in my assessment and report on the last batch of mentees... Lolz... Still haven&amp;#39;t done it, and it was due like 2 months ago XD...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sigh, guess that&amp;#39;s about it for an update, catch y&amp;#39;all on down the line... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cheers,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yow.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-6135375573244942429?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/6135375573244942429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=6135375573244942429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/6135375573244942429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/6135375573244942429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-new-semester.html' title='New Year, New Semester...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-5193187254250369583</id><published>2007-01-07T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T01:03:37.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tracking bug</title><content type='html'>if you were to google my name, it will lead you to this blog which obviously, links to my blog. after trying so hard to keep myself ungoogleable ( that's how my brother hit the jackpot with my previous blogs. and no, i don't google myself for fun. my sister told me she tried to google for me and its damn hilarious because BOTH my siblings have tried to track my blog down that way. i mean like, am i the most popular person in the world or what? ), my best friend unknowingly and ironically gives me away. the worst thing is people don't believe me when i say i don't have a secret blog, a term which i absolutely detest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's like that-- you really can't hide in the world wide web.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-5193187254250369583?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/5193187254250369583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=5193187254250369583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5193187254250369583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5193187254250369583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/01/tracking-bug.html' title='tracking bug'/><author><name>jn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-396677823038823872</id><published>2007-01-04T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T04:08:10.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pay per pop</title><content type='html'>on the news today, while i was taking the train was &lt;a href="http://news.sky.com/skynews/article/0,,30100-1245769,00.html"&gt;this.&lt;/a&gt;  you gotta hang a carrot to get things done these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-396677823038823872?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/396677823038823872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=396677823038823872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/396677823038823872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/396677823038823872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/01/pay-per-pop.html' title='pay per pop'/><author><name>jn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-2144956513157766336</id><published>2007-01-02T12:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T10:25:02.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah, slipped my mind...</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, it just slipped my mind to add... Beh will be helping with the arduous task of keeping this blog updated, since:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) she can't think of anything to write in her own blog&lt;br /&gt;b) she thinks i don't update regularly enuff (like every 6 hours)&lt;br /&gt;c) I can't think of much to post up here&lt;br /&gt;d) she wants to revamp my blog layout... any changes in template are hers, so kudos to her =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolz... Sounds so weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newayz, peaceout peeps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, Yow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note, this time, i remembered to remove the footer =)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( Jenn : no thank you? =P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;~Nah, just a kudos... cause i didn't see the changes until after i posted that =) Newayz, thanks, Beh =) (there, happy?)~ Yow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-2144956513157766336?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/2144956513157766336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=2144956513157766336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/2144956513157766336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/2144956513157766336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-yeah-slipped-my-mind.html' title='Oh yeah, slipped my mind...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-1085660510522868974</id><published>2007-01-02T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T07:58:04.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>intelligence is not a familial trait</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i had this conversation ( written as accurately as my short memory span allow me to recall ) with oon-yow last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my stomach feels acidic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so go drink soap ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i might as well eat toothpaste.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't toothpaste acidic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;what?!?! it has sodium hydroxide in it... if it isnt alkaline, how will it neutralise the acid made by the bacteria in your mouth? isn't is stupid to brush acid onto teeth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it could be neutral....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;so why do you brush your teeth?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( sees oon-ee online )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hey, is toothpaste acidic or alkaline?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;saliva ia alkaline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;so i would say toothpaste is alkaline too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you have just proven the fact that this takes common sense to figure out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~edit: Hey, so sue me for not knowing something... *bleh*~ Yow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-1085660510522868974?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/1085660510522868974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=1085660510522868974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/1085660510522868974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/1085660510522868974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/01/intelligence-is-not-familial-trait.html' title='intelligence is not a familial trait'/><author><name>jn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-5468145553908952535</id><published>2007-01-01T09:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T23:41:41.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the diabolical duo</title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so tempted to place a bigass picture of myself for introduction's sake, but i know how much of a pain it is to be greeted by visual pollution every single time you check out oonyow's blog because that's what has been torturing me for the past oh, 10 long days. which is why i needed to do something about it. which explains why i am now co-authoring his blog because he cannot be arsed to update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest assured, nothing much will change here-- it will still be lame ( don't deny it, you secretly enjoy the mind-numbing effects of lameness. i love spongebob too [ since its oonyow's blog, we should play along and be nice ] ), just administered at a higher dose, with some bad grammar for good measure. i am nowhere near as verbose as he is, though i suspect that's actually a good thing because i know when to shut up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update : here we are, a new template. not the prettiest in the world but if its any consolation to oonyow, it isn't pink ( if someone could volunteer a ghastly picture of oonyow wearing pink, that will be great! ) so it'll do for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-5468145553908952535?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/5468145553908952535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=5468145553908952535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5468145553908952535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/5468145553908952535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/01/diabolical-duo.html' title='the diabolical duo'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-6863922027690290131</id><published>2007-01-01T09:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T09:08:33.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Jakun about Blogger =)</title><content type='html'>Okay... trying out something new on Blogger, just to see whether it works =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If everything goes according to plan, this e-mail should be sent to my blog and automatically posted there... Hmmm.... the wonders of technology, eh?? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Newayz, there&amp;#39;s a contributor to my blog now, Beh has volunteered to fill in the ghastly emptiness that is the spacey-to-the-point-of-being-annoying update schedule =) That and she wants to change my templates cause she says the blog is *quote* boring/ugly *unquote* &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That&amp;#39;s about all, so cheerios =)&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;You have been E-Mailed by the Fanner of Flames.... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-6863922027690290131?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/6863922027690290131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=6863922027690290131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/6863922027690290131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/6863922027690290131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2007/01/being-jakun-about-blogger.html' title='Being Jakun about Blogger =)'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-2727763454285986382</id><published>2006-12-19T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:59:40.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For a special someone...</title><content type='html'>This is a shoutout.... To a really special person... And possibly the best friend that a guy could hope for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RYgNCPvV5dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KpYIFkvyOzs/s1600-h/IMG_3793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RYgNCPvV5dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KpYIFkvyOzs/s400/IMG_3793.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010268917685675474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i'm talking about you... don't let it get to your head =) And if you don't like the picture, that's just too bad... Since *someone* didn't want to send me a current picture, it falls to me to look through old pictures and to find some... Since we're on the subject of pictures, here are a few more =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RYgOUPvV5eI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kPyLgeUq8WI/s1600-h/DSC00458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RYgOUPvV5eI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kPyLgeUq8WI/s400/DSC00458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010270326434948578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RYgPZPvV5fI/AAAAAAAAAAk/W6YxBOnM8Ck/s1600-h/IMG_2540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RYgPZPvV5fI/AAAAAAAAAAk/W6YxBOnM8Ck/s400/IMG_2540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010271511845922290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolz... Yes, i know i said that i would write a 2-page essay... But your observation holds true... Can't think of what to write to cover 2-pages... Don't want your head to kembang... Afturds kenot get onto the plane to come back baru tau =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newayz, just a short one... Beh Yeong Wei... The best friend, the worst enemy, the sparring partner, the punching bag... All this and so much more... Life in Sunway, and since Sunway, would never be the same without you, girl... I guess that what I said that day was true... The length of the relationship matters, somewhat... But so does the depth... Prolonged exposure will do that to a person, eh? I miss you, girl... I really do... Somehow, GTalk seems rather stopgap... and that's not accounting for the stupid 1.5 sec lag....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your life in Birmingham, UK... I know that it's tough settling in and fitting in, but i'm confident you'll find a way... I mean, you did that in SYUC, didn't you? No matter how much you bemoaned your existence and all that... So just persevere on, and look to Him who is your beloved Father for all the help, hope and encouragement that no one around you can give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to your birthday... Lolz... just a 9 day difference, where DID it go wrong? Sigh.... Hehehehe.... May God Bless You on this day, and may you continue to be a blessing to others... You're where you are, and you've met the people around you, for a specific reason... Choose to find that reason, and find the reason for yourself... There are some who come for a while, but stay for ever... I guess you're one of those, eh, girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends in real-time, on the same continent,  for a year, friends in the spirit for eternity....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Yes, I know that it's not 2 pages... so sue me =P&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S: God Be With You, dear... and have a Blessed Birthday....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-2727763454285986382?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/2727763454285986382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=2727763454285986382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/2727763454285986382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/2727763454285986382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/12/for-special-someone.html' title='For a special someone...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RYgNCPvV5dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KpYIFkvyOzs/s72-c/IMG_3793.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-6680462366192125650</id><published>2006-11-28T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T15:38:49.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting... Funny lah...</title><content type='html'>My friend sent me this little q&amp;amp;a thingy to do... Results were REALLY interesting... Why not take a gander and see what you get... the link is &lt;a href="http://memoriter.net/flash/test.html"&gt;http://memoriter.net/flash/test.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the chain part is lame, but since it's like that, 4 ppl... hmmm... Whoever lah who reads it =) Really dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios, ppl...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-6680462366192125650?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/6680462366192125650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=6680462366192125650&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/6680462366192125650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/6680462366192125650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/11/interesting-funny-lah.html' title='Interesting... Funny lah...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-7896204436078577462</id><published>2006-11-25T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T23:13:03.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tagged...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tagged by &lt;a href="http://jusmel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mel&lt;/a&gt;, so in a feeble attempt to conceal my continued lack of a real post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer One: On the outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Name: Ng Oon-Yow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Birth Date: 29th December 1986&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Current Status: Single but unavailable...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eye colour: Brown&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hair colour: Brown&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Righty or lefty: I would assume this refers to the dominant hand, right? Right. Right.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zodiac sign: Erh... not too sure.... Capri? Saggi?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Two: On the inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your Heritage: Chinese... And more Chinese...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your Fears: Fears? None come to mind... Snakes? I dunno... Alwiz struck me as really creepy...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your Weaknesses: Wow. Where do I start... Heheheh... Good food, i guess...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your Perfect Pizza: Plain Cheese with extra cheese works for me... But I eat almost anything...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Three: Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your Thoughts First Waking Up: Oh no, I @&amp;amp;%#^$%@*!(%* Overslept!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your Bedtime: Bedtime? What's that?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your Most Missed Memory: Cycling around the neighbourhood with friends when I was much, much younger...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Four: Your Pick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi. Smoother taste =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: McDs!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Single or Group Dates: Group dates got less opportunity for *ahem* *ahem*... But both are kinda fun =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adidas or Nike: Don't really care... Pasar Malam is da best!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tea or Nestea: Erh... what's the diff?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: Gah... why must the questions be so hard... Chocolate? Vanilla? No, Chocolate... NO, Vanilla... NOOOOOOO...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cappucinno or Coffee: Coffee. Black, no sugar, strong enough to support itself without a cup...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Five: Do You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smoke: No, think it's a disgusting habit... That and, it's smelly...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Curse: No, thank you very much...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Six: In the past months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drank Alcohol: No comment?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gone to the Mall: Erh... Last week, for movies...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Been on Stage: Yeah, every day of my life =) All the worlds is the stage, and the people are but players...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eaten Sushi: Yeah... But not really THAT into sushi...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dyed Your Hair: No. No how, No way! Leave the hair alone. No Touchy =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Seven: Have You Ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Played A Stripping Game: No comment. Heheheh....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Changed Who You Were To Fit In: Never. I'm not willing to conform just for the sake of public opinion...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Eight: Age You're Hoping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;To Be Married: Marriage? Celibacy is DA WAY to go, man...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Nine: In a Girl/Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Best Eye Colour: Doesn't matter...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Best Hair Colour: So long as it's natural, I don't care... No dyed hair...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Short Hair or Long Hair: Either way... Doesn't really matter...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Ten: What Were You Doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Minute Ago: Erh... reading??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Hour Ago: PS101 Journal Entries...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4.5 Hours Ago: Having lunch with friends at Ming Tien, in Taman Megah...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Month Ago: At this time? Prob at youth...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Year Ago: Goofing off, A-Levels finals over... Most likely DotA-ing...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Eleven: Finish The Sentence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Love: God&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Feel: Stressed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Hate: PS101 Journals (which i am currently neglecting in favour of this post)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Hide: Nothing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Miss: My best friend...talking, even on GTalk isn't the same, no?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Need: To finish the stupid journals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Twelve: Tag 5 People&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://mashpotatomato.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anna Peanut Teoh Meow Lin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beautybeyondcomplexity.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vic Wong/Quah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://petalsofalillilyflower.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ming Ming&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://driftingsojourner.wordpress.com/"&gt;SDB (Smart Doulos Boy)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://bonniespeaks.blogdrive.com/"&gt;Girl.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-7896204436078577462?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7896204436078577462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=7896204436078577462&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/7896204436078577462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/7896204436078577462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/11/tagged.html' title='Tagged....'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-3774892765063550268</id><published>2006-11-16T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T21:23:53.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="'http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p="wpa-16047" style="'text-decoration:none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="'width:155px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="'width:145px;"&gt;&lt;div style="'white-space:nowrap;"&gt;Neuroticism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="'padding:0px;'"&gt;&lt;a href="'http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p="wpa-13837&amp;a="personality-tests&amp;amp;x="217181x064ea0#s1'" target="'_blank'" style="'text-decoration:none;"&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:rgb(255,0,0); border-bottom:1px solid rgb(150,0,0); border-right:1px solid rgb(150,0,0); border-top:1px solid rgb(255,100,100); width:0%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432);"&gt;&lt;div style="'float:right;"&gt;0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="'width:145px;"&gt;&lt;div style="'white-space:nowrap;"&gt;Extraversion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="'padding:0px;'"&gt;&lt;a href="'http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p="wpa-13837&amp;a="personality-tests&amp;amp;x="217181x064ea0#s2'" target="'_blank'" style="'text-decoration:none;"&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:rgb(0,0,255); border-bottom:1px solid rgb(0,0,150); border-right:1px solid rgb(0,0,150); border-top:1px solid rgb(100,100,255); width:95%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432);"&gt;&lt;div style="'float:right;"&gt;95&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="'width:145px;"&gt;&lt;div style="'white-space:nowrap;"&gt;Openness To Experience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="'padding:0px;'"&gt;&lt;a href="'http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p="wpa-13837&amp;a="personality-tests&amp;amp;x="217181x064ea0#s3'" target="'_blank'" style="'text-decoration:none;"&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:rgb(0,128,0); border-bottom:1px solid rgb(0,90,0); border-right:1px solid rgb(0,90,0); border-top:1px solid rgb(85,159,85); width:91%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432);"&gt;&lt;div style="'float:right;"&gt;91&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="'width:145px;"&gt;&lt;div style="'white-space:nowrap;"&gt;Agreeableness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="'padding:0px;'"&gt;&lt;a href="'http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p="wpa-13837&amp;a="personality-tests&amp;amp;x="217181x064ea0#s4'" target="'_blank'" style="'text-decoration:none;"&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:rgb(251,212,0); border-bottom:1px solid rgb(144,115,0); border-right:1px solid rgb(144,115,0); border-top:1px solid rgb(255,241,170); width:33%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432);"&gt;&lt;div style="'float:right;"&gt;33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="'width:145px;"&gt;&lt;div style="'white-space:nowrap;"&gt;Conscientiousness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="'padding:0px;'"&gt;&lt;a href="'http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p="wpa-13837&amp;a="personality-tests&amp;amp;x="217181x064ea0#s5'" target="'_blank'" style="'text-decoration:none;"&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:rgb(128,0,128); border-bottom:1px solid rgb(80,0,80); border-right:1px solid rgb(80,0,80); border-top:1px solid rgb(149,99,151); width:94%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432);"&gt;&lt;div style="'float:right;"&gt;94&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="'width:300px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="'width:300px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a href="'http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p="wpa-13659&amp;sh="y&amp;amp;ms="y'" target="'_blank'" style="'margin-left:5px;"&gt;Test Yourself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt; &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a href="'http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p="wpa-13659&amp;sh="y&amp;amp;ms="y&amp;ur="217181x064ea0'" target="'_blank'" style="'margin-left:5px;"&gt;Compare Yourself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt; &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a href="'http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p="wpa-13837&amp;a="personality-tests&amp;amp;x="217181x064ea0'" target="'_blank'" style="'margin-left:5px;"&gt;View Full Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="'http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p="wpa-117150'" target="'_blank'"&gt;Find your soulmate / pysch twin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="'http://www.myplaza.com.au'" style="'text-decoration:none;"&gt;Ugg Boots&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="'http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p="wpa-140028'" style="'text-decoration:none;"&gt;MySpace Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="'text-decoration:none;"&gt; by Pulseware &lt;a href="'http://www.pulseware.com.au'" style="'text-decoration:none;"&gt;Survey Software&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, did this test for my Personal Analysis Paper, results are more or less as expected... Hehehe.... Yes, i'm doing this to hide the lack of a new real post...*grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Oon-Yow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-3774892765063550268?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/3774892765063550268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=3774892765063550268&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/3774892765063550268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/3774892765063550268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/11/personality.html' title='Personality...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-116174286291948508</id><published>2006-10-25T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:19.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates... And other stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Okay, i'm back... After an involuntary hiatus caused due to the incompetence of Microsoft, and the suckiness of Windows... But that's all moondust and starbeams now... Okay, since a few people have been asking me to update, here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I asked my best friend what topic I should choose for my update, and she said that I should write a post about her... But since there's not enough source material, and what there IS is bland and uninteresting (touche!), I'm still left high and dry, without a topic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So, I guess I'll just talk about what I've been upto... Last week, the highlights were, in no particular order: stuff, stuff, and MORE stuff.. WAIT, I know, something else happened.... STUFF!!! Lolz... But no, seriously... Had a rather busy week, played Badminton on Thursday, Futsal on Friday, watched Open Season with Kev, Jen and Peanut and went for Y Ji's party on Saturday... So that's a basic update on my non-happening life =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Okay, about a real post... I guess that something that's been on my mind lately is a verse from Luke... For everyone to whom much has been given, from him much will be required. 12:48, or something like that... I guess that I've been struggling with this alot lately, for various reasons... The question isn't so much whether I'm doing enough, or whatever, I guess that it's more a question of whether what I'm doing is the right thing... I mean, it would be easy to explain it by just saying i'm in one of those slumps that people get into from time to time, but when you're in one, you never really know how to handle it/get out of it, right? Lolz... Guess I just have to live with it until I do... I mean, I'm sure there's a reason why I've been given so much, and I try to use it in the right way... But is there abuse in there somewhere? Pride? Foolishness? Over-extension? I just don't know... Guess it's gonna be another wait and see thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Moving away from depressing things, we move on to studies... One statement that I thought I should make, regardless whether anybody agrees with me... I think the Malaysian government got it wrong. Education shouldn't be about learning facts, or figures... Education should be about learning how to learn... I mean, seriously... If you wanted the facts, the internet is there... Everything you need is a point+click away... But it's the process, the methods you use to acquire knowledge... That's what should be imparted to students... Not just a textbook full of stuff every year...  Spoon-feeding? When you divest yourself of having to memorize facts, then spoon-feeding becomes obsolete, a non-issue... So, what's my point here? I'm not calling for a total revamp of the education system or anything like that... I'm asking for the students themselves to be more conscientious... We can't just expect the system to change to suit our needs, and bitch about it when it doesn't happen... We should be doing something on our own accord... Helping others, reading more, actually concentrating on learning instead of memorizing facts... Okay, that's enough of a rant on this subject...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;On to happier matters... I was seriously considering blogging about DotA, but at the last moment, I decided not to... (blame it on the peanut and her msn display pic...) Hehehe... Guess, since there're no other happier matters, this is the end of the post.... Oh, yeah... Since Moon asked for one...  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;More than the tune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;More than the song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;More than the notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;That run along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;The strings of the lute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;The pluck of the bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;The hum of the flute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;The melodies flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Through hill and through vale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;The music rebounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;The echoes prevail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;There’s nary a sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;It swells in the silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;It hums through the crowds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;It pierces - a lance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Though not very loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Music accomplishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;What harsh words cannot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Listen and understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;That with naught but a thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;The music resonates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;In time to the pulse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;The heart palpates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;The rhythm will lull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;A lullaby, sung late at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;An opera, Oh! What a delight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;A hymn of praise, sung soft and low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;These all are MUSIC! Don’t you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;All one and the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Though of different face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Music relates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;And sets the pace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;A world without music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Can anyone dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;No sweet harmonics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;No life, it seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;For a world without music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Is a dead dreary world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;So let music change you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;To dance and to swirl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  Okay, that's all, folks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cheerios =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Oon-Yow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-116174286291948508?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/116174286291948508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=116174286291948508&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/116174286291948508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/116174286291948508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/10/updates-and-other-stuff.html' title='Updates... And other stuff'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115983381868781252</id><published>2006-10-03T07:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:19.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged... By Ming Ming this time....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Yes, I know I'm tagging to fill up the blog... so be it =) Lazy to write something, nothing really interesting happened during the hols... Newayz, this one is for You, &lt;a href="http://petalsofalillilyflower.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ming&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bold the statements that are true to you.&lt;br /&gt;Italicize the statements that you WISH are true.&lt;br /&gt;Leave the Fibs alone.&lt;br /&gt;Then, stab 5 people to do the same test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I miss somebody right now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I dont watch TV these days.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I love to play video games.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;I've been in a threesome.&lt;br /&gt;I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I believe that honesty is usually the best policy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I curse.&lt;/b&gt; (mentally, does that count?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I have changed mentally over the last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I'm TOTALLY smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I've broken someone's bones.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I'm paranoid sometimes&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I need money right now.&lt;br /&gt;I love sushi.&lt;br /&gt;I talk really,really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I have long hair.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost money in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Las Vegas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I have at least one sibling.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I like the way I look.&lt;/b&gt; (I’m fine with it… does that count?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I am usually pessimistic.&lt;/b&gt; (Erh… being a devils advocate counts?)&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I have a hidden talent.&lt;/i&gt; (Is there something more? Eheheh…)&lt;br /&gt;I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I have a lot of friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I'm currently single.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pecked someone of the same sex. (pecked? What?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;br /&gt;I love to shop.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy window shopping.&lt;br /&gt;I would rather shop than eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I don't hate anyone.&lt;/i&gt; (I wish I didn’t… *sigh*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I'm a pretty good dancer.&lt;/i&gt; (Ehehe… the uncoordinated, 3 legged elephant can dream, no?)&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in God.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch MTV on a daily basis. (I wish I had MTV and Channel V.)&lt;br /&gt;I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;I've rejected someone before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I want to have children in the future.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I have changed a diaper before.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I'm not allergic to anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; (Well, except work… but that doesn’t really count, does it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I have a lot to learn.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been with someone at least 10 years older or younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I am shy around the opposite sex.&lt;/i&gt; (Ehehee… a bit of shyness might be a good thing?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I have tried alcohol before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;br /&gt;I own the "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;South&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;" movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I would die for my best friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;br /&gt;I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;br /&gt;I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I am happy at this moment!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm obsessed with gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I study for tests most of the time. &lt;/i&gt;(I don’t… wish I did, though)&lt;br /&gt;I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I walk barefoot wherever I can.&lt;/b&gt; (Yeah! Barefeet OWN!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;/b&gt; (Not to commit suicide, though)&lt;br /&gt;I love sea turtles.&lt;br /&gt;I spend ridiculous money on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Plan on achieving a major goal/dream. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I'm proficient in a musical instrument.&lt;/b&gt; (Gee… y’think?)&lt;br /&gt;I worked at McDonald's restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;I hate office jobs.&lt;br /&gt;I love sci-fi movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I think water rules.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went college out of state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I like sausages.&lt;/b&gt; (Food….. *start’s drooling*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I love kisses. &lt;/b&gt;(The Hershey’s variety, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I fall for the worst people.&lt;/b&gt; (True, unfortunately…)&lt;br /&gt;I adore bright colours.&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without black eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;I somehow enjoyed this thingy !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I usually like covers better than originals.&lt;/b&gt; (true in certain cases… but usually? Erh… say 50-50…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't whistle.&lt;br /&gt;I can move my tongue in waves, much like a snakes slither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I have ridden/owned a horse.&lt;/i&gt; (Horsie!! Me want!!)&lt;br /&gt;I still have every journal I've ever written in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I can't stick to a diet.&lt;/b&gt; (sad, but true)&lt;br /&gt;I talk in my sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;br /&gt;Climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I have jazz in my blood.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I can't stand at LEAST one person that I work with.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I cosplay or know what cosplaying is.&lt;/b&gt; (Heard of it, don’t intend to try it out…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;/b&gt; (Not the cosplaying kind, though…)&lt;br /&gt;I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I'm an artist. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I only clean my room when necessary.&lt;/b&gt; (Which explains why my room looks like a cross between a war-torn disaster area and a hurricane aftermath zone…)&lt;br /&gt;I like a person of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I love being happy.&lt;/b&gt; (Erh… I guess…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I am an adrenaline junkie.&lt;/b&gt; (Last minute works…)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;And I &lt;s&gt;stab&lt;/s&gt;tag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://bonniespeaks.blogdrive.com/"&gt;Girl... &lt;/a&gt;(just to see your answers)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://aili-lah.blogdrive.com/"&gt;Laser...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.misnoraa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Potter...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sadbliss.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gene...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://joanneliyeng.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jo...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115983381868781252?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115983381868781252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115983381868781252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115983381868781252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115983381868781252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/10/tagged-by-ming-ming-this-time.html' title='Tagged... By Ming Ming this time....'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115979194082335422</id><published>2006-10-02T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:19.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And after Four comes... FIVE! Tagged by Kylie this time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Another tag, this time by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;" href="http://theahboy.blogdrive.com/"&gt;Kylie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;... This one is all about 5ives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;10 years ago I was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;10 years old =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Running around my primary school with a bunch of friends... Ben, Cheryl, Ann and Huei Ming... Sometimes, I miss you guys...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting my first (and only) B EVER for an English paper... I got preoccupied playing with paper-clips and handed that up INSTEAD of my English paper... Left the essay section totally blank, or something like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting into trouble on a regular basis in church for smart-aleck answers and the like...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting teased in church with Bon... That's gotten REAL old, eh, girl?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;5 years ago I was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;15 years old =P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A librarian, cutting classes to enjoy the wonderful air-conditioned sacntuary known as the library...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the school band, just beginning to play the Saxaphone...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meeting crazy people like Yun Kei, Jia Yee, Tien Ming and Alwyn...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Othniel, stressing Cheryll to death...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;5 most recent songs I listened to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Assumption Song - Arrogant Worms&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Am Cow - Arrogant Worms&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Believe - Hillsongs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Sweetie - BoA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who Am I - Casting Crowns&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;5 songs I know all the words to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Ice Kacang Song - Copy Cat Clan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Heaven - Los Lonely Boys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Elephant Love Medley - Moulin Rouge OST&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mengapa Kasih - Double Take&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Any Dream Will Do - Joseph and the Technicolor Dreamcoat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;5 Ideal places I'd want to run to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Church, again... (empty hall, KORG, mmmmm.....)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The rock in Peacehaven...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The roof of STM...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Global...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boracay...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;5 things I really want...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;to have my best friends around, always...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to be able to play the guitar, finger-style (okay, just to play the guitar for starters)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to take part in WCG...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a StreamyX connection that DOESN'T DC!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;erh.... money? moolah? cash? lots of it =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;5 things I should be doing right NOW...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;thinking up another song to present at my cousin's wedding...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;writing the verse for a song...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;confirming stuff for PSG orientation...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DotA-ing... Woon is calling... but lazy to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;erh... trying to get a girlfriend? Lolz... dunno lah...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;5 biggest joys in my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;God...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Music...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Family/Friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DotA...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More Music...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;5 persons I tag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://daydreamingdaydreams.blogspot.com/"&gt;Roberta Ng Kim Eng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://mashpotatomato.blogspot.com/"&gt;Peanut Teoh Huey Lin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://petalsofalillilyflower.blogspot.com/"&gt;Goh Huay Ming&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://necromanicide.blogdrive.com/"&gt;Kingsley Sia Jun King&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://monkeynessofme.blogspot.com/"&gt;James Quah Kien Fei (sorry if spelling wrong, bro... abit blur bout your chinese name)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115979194082335422?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115979194082335422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115979194082335422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115979194082335422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115979194082335422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-after-four-comes-five-tagged-by.html' title='And after Four comes... FIVE! Tagged by Kylie this time...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115978989266785184</id><published>2006-10-02T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:19.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two's Company, Three's a Crowd, so what's Four? A Tag... this time, by Roberta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://daydreamingdaydreams.blogspot.com/"&gt;Roberta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; tagged me... so... might as well do, if not she'll scold me when classes start again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, here's the tag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four things not many people know about me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I adore the number 4, or multiples there-of... Dunno, just seems very symmetrical...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm NOT an overachiever... I mean, if you really don't believe me, ask &lt;a href="http://bonniespeaks.blogdrive.com/"&gt;Bonnie&lt;/a&gt;... She's probably one of those who knows me best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was notorious in my primary school for day-dreaming and not paying attention at all... Principal's office become like second hom adi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I first read LotR when I was 9...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four movies I could watch over and over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Fox and the Hound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finding Nemo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Homeward Bound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rent: the Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four places i've lived...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kuala Lipis (for the first 4 years)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bangsar (my uncle's house)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;USJ 2 (since 1990 and counting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Manila, the Philippines (for 4 months)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four TV shows I love(d) to watch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Transformers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Smallville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gilmore Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Simpsons (and Futurama)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four places I've been on vacation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jacksonville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;New Mexico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Adelaide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four of my Favourite foods...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Roast Lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Apple Pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lobster Thermidor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four places I would rather be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In church (playing the KORG, singing my heart out to an empty hall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At HELP (yeah, I like it there, so sue me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Back in Manila (best days of my life)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In my car (taking a random trip to... somewhere)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four favourite songs (this hour)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Believe - Hillsongs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Orange Coloured Sky - Double Take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Who Am I? - Casting Crowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Elephant Love Medley - Moulin Rouge OST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four people I tag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theahboy.blogdrive.com/"&gt;Kylie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://drummertan.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;JTan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li face="lucida grande"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mashpotatomato.blogspot.com/"&gt;Peanut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://xinch.wordpress.com/"&gt;Xinch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115978989266785184?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115978989266785184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115978989266785184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115978989266785184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115978989266785184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/10/twos-company-threes-crowd-so-whats.html' title='Two&apos;s Company, Three&apos;s a Crowd, so what&apos;s Four? A Tag... this time, by Roberta...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115914949349601734</id><published>2006-09-25T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:19.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbyes...</title><content type='html'>So... I know that i haven't posted in awhile... Been busy with camps and stuff.. But this post will be dedicated to three friends who have just left recently for the UK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, Beh... I'll miss you dearly, girl... Take care of yourself and behave,  yah... Don't be afraid to ask for help when you need it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Dumb Blonde... Lolz... I know you should be able to take care of yourself... But still... Will be praying for you, girl... Newayz... There's no point in extended farewells, cause you'll be back in December...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Paul... Although i' ve only know you a short time, it's been great, bro... I don't think there's much that's left to be said, it was all said at the (numerous) farewells... *grin*... Just that you'll be missed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, farewell, my friends... May God Bless You and Keep You all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Oon-Yow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115914949349601734?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115914949349601734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115914949349601734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115914949349601734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115914949349601734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/09/goodbyes.html' title='Goodbyes...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115798328205008493</id><published>2006-09-11T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:18.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by the Ah-Pek...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Lolz... Kena tag by the &lt;a href="http://monkeynessofme.blogspot.com/"&gt;ah-pek&lt;/a&gt;.... Sooo... Self-disclosure, wei... Hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;6 Weird Facts about Myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weird Fact #1 - I'm actually loose-jointed... This means that my joints are kinda like not all there, so I sprain REEEEEALLLLYYY easily... Go figure... this is why I had to stop basketball...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weird Fact #2 - I've seen the inside of my finger before.... No, really.... Sliced myself with a pair of scissors, so sharp that I actually could see the bone on my index finger of my right hand... the scar is still there now, but disappearing fast... Which leads on to....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weird Fact #3 - I heal really fast... For some reasons, my cuts and stuff heal/clot really fast, even internal injuries like sprains and ligament tears.... Dun ask me why, even my dad(aka doctor) doesn't know...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weird Fact #4 - Hmmm... Does the fact that I hated the LOTR movie series and the three SW pre-quels count? Cause i'm running out of stuff that's weird... Most of my idiosyncracies are pretty mundane... Wait, that reminds me...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weird Fact #5 - My idiosyncracies are un-idiosyncratic... Confused yet? Hehehehe... Means that i'm a living, breathing oxymoron, with run-of-the-mill weirdness.... in the same vein....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weird Fact #6 - I'm a chronic procrastinator, but also an overachiever (according to SOME ppl...) Lolz... I'm lazy larh...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Okay, that's it with this tag... not much, right? lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios, ppl...&lt;br /&gt;Oon-Yow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115798328205008493?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115798328205008493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115798328205008493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115798328205008493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115798328205008493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/09/tagged-by-ah-pek.html' title='Tagged by the Ah-Pek...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115798259935291674</id><published>2006-09-11T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:18.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged... This time by Xinch... And what's 'wu liao' mean?</title><content type='html'>Ppl who are too free, even during exam periods.... &lt;a href="http://xinch.wordpress.com/"&gt;Xinch&lt;/a&gt;, this means YOU.... No one to tag still tag ppl...*swt*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not continue the vicious cycle, therefore, i shall tag no one...&lt;br /&gt;————————————&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Put your music player on shuffle (Lazy to get my Mp3 player from my room, so i'm using the shuffle function on JetAudio... does that count? If not, too bad :P)&lt;br /&gt;2.) Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Use the song title as the answer to the question.&lt;br /&gt;4.) NO CHEATING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ready. Set. Here we GOOOOOO....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.) How am I feeling today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm gonna take a sentimental journey, i'm gonna set my heart at ease"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sentimental Journey&lt;/span&gt; - Renee Olstead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.) Where will I get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone could see the road that they walk on is paved in gold&lt;br /&gt;And its always summer, theyll never get cold&lt;br /&gt;Theyll never get hungry&lt;br /&gt;Theyll never get old and gray&lt;br /&gt;You can see their shadows wandering off somewhere&lt;br /&gt;They wont make it home&lt;br /&gt;But they really dont care&lt;br /&gt;They wanted the highway&lt;br /&gt;Theyre happy there today , today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Way&lt;/span&gt; - Fastball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.) What is my best friend’s theme song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sugar Pie Honey Bunch&lt;/span&gt; - FourTops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lolz.... really?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.) What was highschool like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like a Rose&lt;/span&gt; - A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Swt... highschool? Rose? yeah, i guess... lotsa thorns :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.) What is the best thing about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take my Life&lt;/span&gt; - Jeremy Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(well.. i guess...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.) How is today going to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hardest Thing&lt;/span&gt; - 98˚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in retrospect... stupid Social Psych MCQs... GRRRRR)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.) What is in store for this weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lucky&lt;/span&gt; - Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, i know... Britney... but i'm gonna be lucky? Going church hopping... so... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.) What song describes my parents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; They say to cut my hair, they're driving me insane. I grew it out long to&lt;br /&gt; make room for my brain.&lt;br /&gt; But sometimes people don't understand, What's a good boy doing in a&lt;br /&gt; Rock n' Roll band .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why Should The Devil Have All the Good Music?&lt;/span&gt; - Larry Norman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*grin*... lolz...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.) How is my life going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Overkill&lt;/span&gt; - Colin Hay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Type-A personality, wei.... hehehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.) What song will they play at my funeral?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Banquet&lt;/span&gt; - Bloc Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I selected all the songs in my comp, mana tau get this one... so ngam, hor?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11.) How does the world see me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been half asleep and have you heard voices?&lt;br /&gt;I've heard them calling my name.&lt;br /&gt;Is this the sweet sound that called the young sailors.&lt;br /&gt;The voice might be one and the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rainbow Connection&lt;/span&gt; - Sarah McLachlan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(erh... huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12.) What do my friends really think of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Falling Down Sound&lt;/span&gt; - The Octopus Project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Another song from Kev, never really heard it... i fall down alot? Or falling down got loud sou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13) Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;Or how my heart breaks&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right Here Waiting&lt;/span&gt; - Richard Marx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(so... is that a Yes, or a No? Lolz...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14.) How can I make myself happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days that I've been missing,&lt;br /&gt;Give me the taste, give me the joy of summer wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days that bring new meaning,&lt;br /&gt;I feel the stillness of the sun and I feel fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when the nights are closing early,&lt;br /&gt;I remember you and I start to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though now you don't want to know me,&lt;br /&gt;I get on by, and I go the extra mile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the times of love and meaning,&lt;br /&gt;Ice of the heart melted away, and found the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the days of endless dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;Troubles of life are floatin' away like a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These are the Days&lt;/span&gt; - Jamie Cullum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15.) What should I do with my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Draw me close&lt;/span&gt; - Vineyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(well, that's pretty direct...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16.) Will I ever have children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the time and I'm wasting it slowly&lt;br /&gt;Here in this moment I'm half-way out the door&lt;br /&gt;Onto the next thing, I'm searching for something that's missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;More to life&lt;/span&gt; - Stacie Orrico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(so... i guess that means yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17.) What is some good advice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Star - Smash Mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hmmm...ambiguous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18.) What do I think my current theme song is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing because i'm happy, i sing because i'm free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;His Eye is on the Sparrow&lt;/span&gt; - The Idea of North&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19.) What does everyone else think about my current life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;His Eye is on the Sparrow&lt;/span&gt; - The Idea of North&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(erh... song repeated twice... dunno why...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20.) What type of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;men&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; women do you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seaweed is always greener&lt;br /&gt;On somebody elses lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Under the Sea &lt;/span&gt;- Disney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lolz... someone who's a fish? oh NOOOO... Fishilla!!! Lolz....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21.) Will you get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Piano Duet&lt;/span&gt; - Danny Elfman (Corpse Bride)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Piano Duet... so i guess that means yes? To a musician? Cool....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22.) What should I do with my love life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Corazon Espinado&lt;/span&gt; - Santana &amp; Mana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(erh... dunno the translation... anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23.) Where will you live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am waiting.... abide in me i pray... here i am longing, for You....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eagles Wings - The Katinas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(cool....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24.) What will your dying words be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always look back&lt;br /&gt;As I walk away&lt;br /&gt;This memory will last for eternity&lt;br /&gt;And all of our tears&lt;br /&gt;Will be lost in the rain&lt;br /&gt;When I find my way back&lt;br /&gt;To your arms again&lt;br /&gt;But until that day&lt;br /&gt;You know you are&lt;br /&gt;The queen of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Queen of My Heart&lt;/span&gt; -  Westlife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sooooo jiwang, wei....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25.) When Im having sex I say…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can feel&lt;/span&gt; - Planet Shakers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lolz... randomly apt...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26.) When I meet a guy/lady for the first time I say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus, Lover of my Soul&lt;/span&gt; - Millenium Worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(erm.... hehehehe...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27.) When my parents are angry I say…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To You I Belong&lt;/span&gt; - B'Witched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lolz... affirmation of affiliation)&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it, the weird shuffle-song tag...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115798259935291674?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115798259935291674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115798259935291674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115798259935291674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115798259935291674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/09/tagged-this-time-by-xinch-and-whats-wu.html' title='Tagged... This time by Xinch... And what&apos;s &apos;wu liao&apos; mean?'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115772925966117481</id><published>2006-09-08T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:18.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jokes... Because i'm bored...</title><content type='html'>Jokes forwarded from Lynette through Chien Aun =) I laughed myself to death reading the last one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Travel Agents True Stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are actual stories told by travel agents in the States&lt;br /&gt;(and you wonder why US citizens generally score less than the rest of&lt;br /&gt;the world on geography) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A client called in inquiring about a package to Hawaii. After going&lt;br /&gt;over all the cost info, she asked,  "Would it be cheaper to fly to&lt;br /&gt;California and then take the train to Hawaii?"&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr;"&gt;I really did have someone ask for an aisle seat so that their hair&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't get messed up by being near the window.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","----&lt;br /&gt;I got a call from a woman who wanted to go to Capetown. I started to&lt;br /&gt;explain the length of the flight and the passport information when she&lt;br /&gt;interrupted me with, &amp;quot;I\'m not trying to make you look stupid, but&lt;br /&gt;Capetown is in Massachusetts.&amp;quot; Without trying to make her look like&lt;br /&gt;the stupid one, I calmly explained, &amp;quot;Cape Cod is in Massachusetts,&lt;br /&gt;Capetown is in Africa.&amp;quot; Her response....click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;A nice lady just called. She needed to know how it was possible that&lt;br /&gt;her flight from Detroit left at 8:20am and got into Chicago at 8:33am.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to explain that Michigan was an hour ahead of Illinois, but&lt;br /&gt;she could not understand the concept of time zones. Finally I told her&lt;br /&gt;the plane went very fast, and she bought that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;A woman called and asked, &amp;quot;Do airlines put your physical description&lt;br /&gt;on your bag so they know who\'s luggage belongs to who?&amp;quot; I said, &amp;quot;No,&lt;br /&gt;why do you ask?&amp;quot; She replied, &amp;quot;Well, when I checked in with the&lt;br /&gt;airline, they put a tag on my luggage that said FAT, and I\'m&lt;br /&gt;overweight, is there any connection?&amp;quot; After putting her on hold for a&lt;br /&gt;minute while I &amp;quot;looked into it&amp;quot; ( I was actually laughing) I came back&lt;br /&gt;and  explained the city code for Fresno is FAT, and that the airline&lt;br /&gt;was just putting a destination tag on her luggage.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I just got off the phone with a man who asked, &amp;quot;How do I know which&lt;br /&gt;plane to get on?&amp;quot; I asked him what exactly he meant, which he replied,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I was told my flight number is 823, but none of these darn planes&lt;br /&gt;have numbers on them.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A business man called and had a question about the documents he needed&lt;br /&gt;in order to fly to China. After a lengthy discussion about passports,&lt;br /&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;I got a call from a woman who wanted to go to Capetown. I started to&lt;br /&gt;explain the length of the flight and the passport information when she&lt;br /&gt;interrupted me with, "I'm not trying to make you look stupid, but&lt;br /&gt;Capetown is in Massachusetts." Without trying to make her look like&lt;br /&gt;the stupid one, I calmly explained, "Cape Cod is in Massachusetts,&lt;br /&gt;Capetown is in Africa." Her response....click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;A nice lady just called. She needed to know how it was possible that&lt;br /&gt;her flight from Detroit left at 8:20am and got into Chicago at 8:33am.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to explain that Michigan was an hour ahead of Illinois, but&lt;br /&gt;she could not understand the concept of time zones. Finally I told her&lt;br /&gt;the plane went very fast, and she bought that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;A woman called and asked, "Do airlines put your physical description&lt;br /&gt;on your bag so they know who's luggage belongs to who?" I said, "No,&lt;br /&gt;why do you ask?" She replied, "Well, when I checked in with the&lt;br /&gt;airline, they put a tag on my luggage that said FAT, and I'm&lt;br /&gt;overweight, is there any connection?" After putting her on hold for a&lt;br /&gt;minute while I "looked into it" ( I was actually laughing) I came back&lt;br /&gt;and  explained the city code for Fresno is FAT, and that the airline&lt;br /&gt;was just putting a destination tag on her luggage.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I just got off the phone with a man who asked, "How do I know which&lt;br /&gt;plane to get on?" I asked him what exactly he meant, which he replied,&lt;br /&gt;"I was told my flight number is 823, but none of these darn planes&lt;br /&gt;have numbers on them."&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A business man called and had a question about the documents he needed&lt;br /&gt;in order to fly to China. After a lengthy discussion about passports,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","I reminded him he needed a visa. &amp;quot;Oh no I don\'t, I\'ve been to China&lt;br /&gt;many times and never had to have one of those.&amp;quot; I double checked, and&lt;br /&gt;sure enough, his stay required a visa. When I told him this he said,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Look, I\'ve been to China 4 times and every time they have accepted my&lt;br /&gt;American Express.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A woman called to make reservations, &amp;quot;I want to go from Chicago to&lt;br /&gt;Hippopotamus, New York&amp;quot; The agent was at a loss for words. Finally,&lt;br /&gt;the agent said, &amp;quot;Are you sure that\'s the name of the town?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Yes, what&lt;br /&gt; flights do you have?&amp;quot; replied the customer. After some searching, the&lt;br /&gt;agent came back with, &amp;quot;I\'m sorry, ma\'am, I\'ve looked up every airport&lt;br /&gt;code in the country and can\'t find a Hippopotamus anywhere.&amp;quot; The&lt;br /&gt;customer retorted, &amp;quot;Oh don\'t be silly. Everyone knows where it is.&lt;br /&gt;Check your map!&amp;quot; The agent scoured a map of the state of New York and&lt;br /&gt;finally offered, &amp;quot;You don\'t mean Buffalo, do you?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;That\'s it! I knew&lt;br /&gt;it&lt;br /&gt;was a big animal!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;I reminded him he needed a visa. "Oh no I don't, I've been to China&lt;br /&gt;many times and never had to have one of those." I double checked, and&lt;br /&gt;sure enough, his stay required a visa. When I told him this he said,&lt;br /&gt;"Look, I've been to China 4 times and every time they have accepted my&lt;br /&gt;American Express."&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A woman called to make reservations, "I want to go from Chicago to&lt;br /&gt;Hippopotamus, New York" The agent was at a loss for words. Finally,&lt;br /&gt;the agent said, "Are you sure that's the name of the town?" "Yes, what&lt;br /&gt; flights do you have?" replied the customer. After some searching, the&lt;br /&gt;agent came back with, "I'm sorry, ma'am, I've looked up every airport&lt;br /&gt;code in the country and can't find a Hippopotamus anywhere." The&lt;br /&gt;customer retorted, "Oh don't be silly. Everyone knows where it is.&lt;br /&gt;Check your map!" The agent scoured a map of the state of New York and&lt;br /&gt;finally offered, "You don't mean Buffalo, do you?" "That's it! 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Releasing stress, so chain a few blogthings and do all together larh =) results vary greatly, quite weird...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#BFE9FF;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Factor Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DEF4FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high extroversion.&lt;br /&gt;You are outgoing and engaging, with both strangers and friends.&lt;br /&gt;You truly enjoy being with people and bring energy into any situation.&lt;br /&gt;Enthusiastic and fun, you're the first to say "let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high conscientiousness.&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent and reliable, you tend to succeed in life.&lt;br /&gt;Most things in your life are organized and planned well.&lt;br /&gt;But you borderline on being a total perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium agreeableness.&lt;br /&gt;You're generally a friendly and trusting person.&lt;br /&gt;But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism.&lt;br /&gt;You get along well with others, as long as they play fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have low neuroticism.&lt;br /&gt;You are very emotionally stable and mentally together.&lt;br /&gt;Only the greatest setbacks upset you, and you bounce back quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you are typically calm and relaxed - making others feel secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is high.&lt;br /&gt;In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits.&lt;br /&gt;A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Five Factor Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arty Kid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/arty.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you were a drama freak or an emo poet, you definitely were expressive and unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're probably a little less weird these days - but even more talented!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/"&gt;Who Were You In High School?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You've Experienced 56% of Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchlifeexperiencedoyouhavequiz/life-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a good deal of life experience, about as much as someone in their late 20s.&lt;br /&gt;You've seen and done enough to be quite wise, but you still have a lot of life to look forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmuchlifeexperiencedoyouhavequiz/"&gt;How Much Life Experience Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are From Neptune&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatplanetareyoufromquiz/neptune.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are dreamy and mystical, with a natural psychic ability.&lt;br /&gt;You love music, poetry, dance, and (most of all) the open sea.&lt;br /&gt;Your soul is filled with possibilities, and your heart overflows with compassion.&lt;br /&gt;You can be in a room full of friendly people and feel all alone.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't get carried away with one idea, your spiritual nature will see you through anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatplanetareyoufromquiz/"&gt;What Planet Are You From?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Sunshine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/sunshine.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soothing and calm&lt;br /&gt;You are often held up by others as the ideal&lt;br /&gt;But too much of you, and they'll get burned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are best known for: your warmth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominant state: connecting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Weather Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#D3CDDA;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 24% Abnormal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E4E1E8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howabnormalareyouquiz/weird.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at high risk for being a psychopath. It is very likely that you have no soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at low risk for having a borderline personality. It is unlikely that you are a chaotic mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at low risk for having a narcissistic personality. It is unlikely that you are in love with your own reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at low risk for having a social phobia. It is unlikely that you feel most comfortable in your mom's basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at medium risk for obsessive compulsive disorder. It is somewhat likely that you are addicted to hand sanitizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howabnormalareyouquiz/"&gt;How Abnormal Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DEDEDE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 92% Pure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EFEFEF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howpureareyouquiz/pure-1.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so innocent, it's almost like you're not human.&lt;br /&gt;Taking this test is probably the naughtiest thing you've done in a while!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howpureareyouquiz/"&gt;How Pure Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have Low Self Esteem 0% of the Time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howisyourselfesteemquiz/esteem-1.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which can be translated to mean, you have high self-esteem and a healthy sense of self worth.&lt;br /&gt;You believe in yourself, and you know how to be the real you. You love yourself, imperfections and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howisyourselfesteemquiz/"&gt;How is Your Self Esteem?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are: 70% Dog, 30% Cat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoumorecatordogquiz/animal-4.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and dogs definitely have a lot in common.&lt;br /&gt;You're both goofy, happy, and content with the small things in life.&lt;br /&gt;However, you're definitely not as needy as the average dog. You need your down time occasionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoumorecatordogquiz/"&gt;Are You More Cat or Dog?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Driving Is is: 66% Male, 34% Female&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyoudrivelikeaguyoragirlquiz/driving-4.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to studies, you generally drive like a typical male.&lt;br /&gt;You're confident in your driving skills, and hardly any situation gets the better of you.&lt;br /&gt;And while you may have a few tickets under your belt, you're still a very good driver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyoudrivelikeaguyoragirlquiz/"&gt;Do You Drive Like a Guy or a Girl?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Elektra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsuperheroareyouquiz/elektra.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's really no superhero with more style than you.&lt;br /&gt;Because who could beat being sexy assasin ninja?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsuperheroareyouquiz/"&gt;What Superhero Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Mermaid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatmythologicalcreatureareyouquiz/mermaid.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a total daydreamer, and people tend to think you're flakier than you actually are.&lt;br /&gt;While your head is often in the clouds, you'll always come back to earth to help someone in need.&lt;br /&gt;Beyond being a caring person, you are also very intelligent and rational.&lt;br /&gt;You understand the connections of the universe better than almost anyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmythologicalcreatureareyouquiz/"&gt;What Mythological Creature Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Scary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFD79A"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howscaryareyouquiz/scary.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You even scare scary people sometimes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howscaryareyouquiz/"&gt;How Scary Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Somewhat Machiavellian&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmachiavellianareyouquiz/a-little-mach.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not going to mow over everyone to get ahead...&lt;br /&gt;But you're also powerful enough to make things happen for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You understand how the world works, even when it's an ugly place.&lt;br /&gt;You just don't get ugly yourself - unless you have to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmachiavellianareyouquiz/"&gt;How Machiavellian Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DBD7D2;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your EQ is 153&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ECEAE6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/emotions.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!&lt;br /&gt;51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.&lt;br /&gt;91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.&lt;br /&gt;111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.&lt;br /&gt;131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/"&gt;What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to good manners and elegance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 90% Psychic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoupsychicquiz/psychic.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so very psychic.&lt;br /&gt;But you already predicted that, didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;You have "the gift" - and you use it daily to connect with others.&lt;br /&gt;You're very tapped into the world around you...&lt;br /&gt;Just make sure to use your powers for good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoupsychicquiz/"&gt;Are You Psychic?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115771841578823299?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115771841578823299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115771841578823299&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115771841578823299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115771841578823299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/09/stuff-blogthings-releasing-stress-so.html' title='Stuff... 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Releasing stress, so chain a few blogthings and do all together larh =) results vary greatly, quite weird...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115748291837600357</id><published>2006-09-06T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:18.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is Finished...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Time: 2.43 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSY 104: Mate-Selection Lab Report  - Status: DONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total pages, excluding title page, references and appendices: 18&lt;br /&gt;Total words, excluding title page, abstract, references and appendices: 5251&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge that it's finally over: Priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is FINISHED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God...&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios, ppl... Now to start studying for PSY 101...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115748291837600357?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115748291837600357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115748291837600357&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115748291837600357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115748291837600357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/09/it-is-finished.html' title='It is Finished...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115738324597395742</id><published>2006-09-04T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:18.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickie...</title><content type='html'>Okay, not much time... but for all you b.psych students who are still doing the lab report, i just found the Buss, D.M. 1989 article, on the study involving 37 diff cultures... so, i'm putting it up in case you guys wanna use it... for some reason, it's not available on either proquest or ebsco... so &lt;a href="http://homepage.psy.utexas.edu/HomePage/Group/BussLAB/pdffiles/SexDifferencesinHuman.PDF"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; it is =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios, ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oon-Yow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://homepage.psy.utexas.edu/HomePage/Group/BussLAB/pdffiles/SexDifferencesinHuman.PDF"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115738324597395742?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115738324597395742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115738324597395742&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115738324597395742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115738324597395742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/09/quickie.html' title='Quickie...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115704641045979248</id><published>2006-09-01T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:18.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three down, One more to go... Wheeeeee....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LLS 101 Group Project Assignment - Status: DONE&lt;br /&gt;PSY 101 Substance Abuse Essay - Status: DONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PSY 104 Lab Report - Status: PENDING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSY 105 Literature Review - Status: DONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from the updates, i'm done with all but one of my assignments... Wheee.... Just finished GPA, at 1.36 in the morning... Why must I be such an over-achiever, why??? Franklin only asked for 10 pages, excluding Appendices. I'm giving him 14 pages, excluding references and title page. Including references, title page, and appendices, 21 pages... Swt wei... I can't even staple it together, the bloody thing is too thick... So, final tally? Actual writing: 14 pages, 5.1k words, 6 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, Lab Report... Then, I can finally start studying for exams... Wheee!!!! Say it with me now, I must not procrastinate, I Must Not Procrastinate, I MUST NOT PROCRASTINATE, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MUST NOT PROCRASTINATE!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Lolz.... With that being said, good night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Esther and Jeremy, I know I promised you guys a Rojak update... I'll get to it, as soon as i'm done with Lab Report, k? Sorry =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S: I can DotA again!!! WHEEE!!! 40 day fast is over!!! But wait... got exams... *sigh*... so i guess no DotA for me until 11th September... NOT FAIR, WEI!!! Enforced extended fast... NOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newayz, cheerios...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115704641045979248?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115704641045979248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115704641045979248&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115704641045979248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115704641045979248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/09/three-down-one-more-to-go-wheeeeee.html' title='Three down, One more to go... Wheeeeee....'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115684255801859235</id><published>2006-08-29T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:18.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody has good days, and everybody has bad days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Lolz... What a day... Yesterday, whole day was rather crummy, i guess... Classes were boring, found out that someone screwed up, and i lost a percent of extra credit for 105 =( Now i have to prove to ms WN that i actually came for all the experiments =( *sigh*... Guess that the only highlight of the day was JTan's surprise party... Classic reaction, man... Sooooo cute... But then, the ah-pek forgot to call me before they left level 4, so i came slightly late... *siiiiigh*... Newayz, whole day was rather dreary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even better, on the way home, suddenly got an sms from JTan, and guess what? Peanut mis-placed her laptop... Check out the full story at &lt;a href="http://mashpotatomato.blogspot.com/"&gt;Peanut's Blog&lt;/a&gt;... Adding to that, saw a car by the side of the road outside ss3, it was Ann... Called her, and she had an accident... Waiting for dad to come get her... Luckily, Jasbir was with her, so... Liddat lorh... Rather freaky also... she was TOTALLY freaked by the whole thing... poor girl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, was totally hyper in Serena's class, started singing the Mario theme song with EK when Serena showed us a picture of the Amanita Muscaria, or Magic Mushroom (click &lt;a href="http://photos.rnr.id.au/fungus/amanita_muscaria_2.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for a detailed look)... Other than that, just was totally hyper after the Red Bull, until Steph had to give me 'the look'... Not to be confused with 'THE look', but still, 'the look'.... Lolz... Soooo funny.... Well, last class of the sem for PSY101, guess it deserves to go out with a bang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newayz, moving on to today... Not much happened, i guess... Just that i managed to finish my reviews, after having fallen asleep on my keyboard last night while trying to do my PSY104 review... *sigh*.... Still got the GPA and 104 Lab Report to slog through... Hopefully can finish both by sunday so can spend next week studying... Today, both Vicky and Sunshine were under the weather... Dunno what's wrong, could it be the weather? (no pun intended)... Lastly, my PDA kena curi for LAN accreditation... Kacau, wei.... Really really kacau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to happier stuff, i somehow got 20/20 for my PDA... Weird wei... My first reaction when Franklin told me my score was... "are you ALLOWED to give marks like that?"... That kinda sums it up, i guess... Sunshine got a 19.5, so that's pretty good too... Oh yeah, one other comment that merits repeating... I liked DQ's response: "yeah, and does that reflect the amount of effort put in?" To which, i would say a resounding "NO"... Lolz... guess i'm just better at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;(as serena would put it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; BS-ing  (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, i also went to get my specs repaired, decided just to get a new pair... power went up by 25, and astig by 75... so now i have right eye 500, astig 100, and left eye 600, astig 75... Quite sad, considering i'm only like 20... sad ness... Lolz.... Darn, i'm reverting to rants and complaints!! *slaps self* snap out of it!! Yes, i'm talking to myself... i have DID? (dissociative identity disorder, for those who don't know) yes, i might... Lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, since the peanut already said i would be kepoh, so i'm gonna be kepoh... Do the personal DNA thingy myself =) So &lt;a href="http://www.personaldna.com/report.php?k=xkypRgyNSmBnIdY-OM-EAAAA-d66a&amp;u=3c52d3f8457e"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; are the results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; position: relative; width: 200px; height: 200px;"&gt;&lt;div title=" Very High Extroversion" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 0px; top: 0px; height: 73px; width: 67px; background-color: rgb(255, 25, 255);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Very High Masculinity" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 67px; top: 0px; height: 73px; width: 67px; background-color: rgb(25, 140, 255);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Very High Confidence" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 134px; top: 0px; height: 73px; width: 66px; background-color: rgb(252, 25, 25);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Very High Empathy" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 0px; top: 73px; height: 45px; width: 89px; background-color: rgb(232, 23, 128);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly High Attention to Style" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 0px; top: 118px; height: 42px; width: 89px; background-color: rgb(36, 36, 36);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly High Openness" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 0px; top: 160px; height: 40px; width: 89px; background-color: rgb(22, 219, 121);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title="  Functional" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 89px; top: 73px; height: 59px; width: 57px; background-color: rgb(118, 214, 21);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly High Agency" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 146px; top: 73px; height: 59px; width: 54px; background-color: rgb(21, 209, 21);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title="  Earthy" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 89px; top: 132px; height: 42px; width: 66px; background-color: rgb(184, 101, 18);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly Low Spontenaiety" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 89px; top: 174px; height: 26px; width: 66px; background-color: rgb(17, 173, 173);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly Low Trust" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 155px; top: 132px; height: 66px; width: 25px; background-color: rgb(17, 17, 171);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly Low Femininity" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 180px; top: 132px; height: 66px; width: 20px; background-color: rgb(161, 161, 16);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Low Authoritarianism" style="overflow: hidden; position: absolute; left: 155px; top: 198px; height: 2px; width: 45px; background-color: rgb(72, 13, 130);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; text-align: center; width: 200px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.personaldna.com"&gt;Advocating Leader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you want to see what each of the tiles means, just mouse over it, should show a caption... It's rather interesting, to be honest... maybe not totally accurate (at least, according to the DQ who says i have nary an ounce of empathy), but still... it's interesting... (the link is put in for ppl who are, as peanut would put it, 'kepo' enuff to wanna read it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Newayz, that's bout it for this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115684255801859235?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115684255801859235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115684255801859235&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115684255801859235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115684255801859235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/08/everybody-has-good-days-and-everybody.html' title='Everybody has good days, and everybody has bad days...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115634282341212012</id><published>2006-08-23T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:17.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lolz... If you can translate this, you'll understand my amusement...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~Quid quid latine dictum sit, altum videtur~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115634282341212012?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115634282341212012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115634282341212012&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115634282341212012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115634282341212012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/08/lolz-if-you-can-translate-this-youll.html' title='Lolz... If you can translate this, you&apos;ll understand my amusement...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115633763916839553</id><published>2006-08-23T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:17.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*untitled*... too emo/cranky/grumpy/grouchy to put a title...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;*sigh*.... Why do ppl have to be so complicated? What's wrong with simplicity? There's more to life than this, right? Then why can't i see it at the moment? Am i making mountains out of mole-hills? Or is that really a mountain, only far away? Is there even a difference between the two? I mean, size and distance are a matter of perspective and perception as much as a concrete thing, right? Space and time... The four dimensions... *sigh*,i can't even focus on a single topic... Thoughts and emotions all jumbled up into a gordian knot... Guess it'll be unravelled eventually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can a life, and a personality, be summed up in a few words? Or is there more? Is it possible that what's on the outside is simply a facade? I mean, it's rather easy to influence people and manipulate people into thinking that they understand you, right? Consistency is the key when it comes to convincing people that you're who you are, and so, i guess, it's also the key to an effective facade... A mask, a disguise, a barrier between you and your feelings... Can you have a facade that's so effective that you are actually able to deceive yourself? Possible? Yes? No? I dunno... I guess that if i did, i would... But since i don't, i don't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, then... On with life... I said yes to Y Ji, so i'll be part of the Ex-Co for PSG... The term lasts a year, or three sems... Can i handle the stress and the politics? I guess i'll find out... I dunno, seems to me that trying to juggle this, church, studies, and CF will be an interesting exercise in self-control and time management, if nothing else... If nothing else, me failing miserably will be a chance for the DQ and Kev to laugh at me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last few days, i've noticed a disturbing lack of emotions in myself... Am i just feeling worn-out, tired and stretched? Or could it be that my emotions run so deep that i'm purposefully blocking them out? I guess either extreme is possible, and the problem is that from where i'm sitting now, i can't even begin to give an answer to that... I guess that it's just something i'll have to find out in time, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i've still got music... This song is one i found again from a friend, and it amazes me how much i understand it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Daniel Powter - Bad Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Where is the moment we needed the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;They tell me your blue skies fade to grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;They tell me your passion's gone away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You stand in the line just to hit a new low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You're faking a smile with the coffee to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You tell me your life's been way off line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You're falling to pieces everytime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You're taking one down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You say you don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The camera don't lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Well you need a blue sky holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The point is they laugh at what you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You're taking one down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You say you don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The camera don't lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;(Oh.. Holiday..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sometimes the system goes on the blink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And the whole thing turns out wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You might not make it back and you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;That you could be well oh that strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And I'm not wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So where is the passion when you need it the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh you and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You're taking one down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You say you don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You've seen what you like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And how does it feel for one more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Had a bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheh... so emo that i'm actually posting lyrics... Am i really a choleric-melancholic? Or is that just another facade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115633763916839553?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115633763916839553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115633763916839553&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115633763916839553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115633763916839553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/08/untitled-too-emocrankygrumpygrouchy-to.html' title='*untitled*... too emo/cranky/grumpy/grouchy to put a title...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115601575442996007</id><published>2006-08-20T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:17.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is finished...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Time: 3:23:17 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSY 101 Substance Abuse assignment status: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;COMPLETED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit* :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 4:21:21 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formatting and Referencing: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;COMPLETED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSY 101 First Draft, Substance Abuse assignment: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;COMPLETED.&lt;/spam&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115601575442996007?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115601575442996007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115601575442996007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115601575442996007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115601575442996007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/08/it-is-finished.html' title='It is finished...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115599555059692105</id><published>2006-08-19T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:17.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Assignments...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HATE ASSIGNMENTS....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really do... At least i'm done with Lit Review... Now doing substance abuse essay, trying something different... This is my brain-child, if Ms Serena rejects it, i'm gonna literally cry =( That's about all I have as an update, cause life = assignments, currently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oon-Yow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115599555059692105?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115599555059692105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115599555059692105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115599555059692105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115599555059692105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-hate-assignments.html' title='I Hate Assignments...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115573765224579782</id><published>2006-08-16T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:17.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Got tagged by &lt;s&gt;I Ping&lt;/s&gt; &lt;a href="http://pingsglamourgirls.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yi Ping&lt;/a&gt;... Since she's bugging me to do it on MSN, i guess it's better just to get it over with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Name 20 persons you can think of and tag another 5 persons to do this &lt;s&gt;pointless waste of time&lt;/s&gt; survey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Kevin Soo Wen Xin (Sunshine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Jamie Khoo Ghia Mei (Drama Queen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Anna Teoh Huey Lin (Meow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Kingsley Sia Jun Keng (Kings)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;James Quah Kian Fei (Ah-Pek)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Victoria Wong Tien Tien (grandma Vic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Rachel Gan Huey Shin (tall one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Izmir Faris (Izzy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Jack Huang Chiong Hui (stoner)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Chin Xin Ci (Xinch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Roberta Ng Kim Eng (bully-able little girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Chiew Pui Kit (blur person)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tabitha Sze Wee Chih (Bon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Beh Yeong Wei (Jenn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Priscilla Lim Mei Yi (Fish-illa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Reneeta Mogan (Ren)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Stephanie Joan Aeria (Steph)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Marylee Ng Yuin Shing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Kenneth Wong (half)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Christine Yeow (other half)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;how did u meet #14 (Beh)? Erh... Lolz...Remember fighting on ALCOM about the ball stuff? Lolz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;what would you do if you hadn't met #1(Kev)? Wahliu... Without Kev? Life in HELP would be BORING... Seriously... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;what would you do if #20(Christine) and #9(Jack) dated? What the heck? Lolz... Christine and Kenneth are inseparable, so that's obviously never gonna happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;would #6(Vic) and #17(Steph) make a good couple? Erh... Since Steph is taken, I don't think so... Newayz, i don't think that either of them are sengeted in that direction (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;describe #3(Anna) Hmmm... Meow? One word: meow =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;do you think #8(Izzy) is attractive? Erh... NEXT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;tell me sumthin about #7(Huey Shin) erm... Huey Shin? Tall girl... Met her like super the long ago... Amazing that still got contact until now, wei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;do you know anythin bout #12(Pui Kit)'s family? erh... nopez =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;what is #1(Kev)'s favourite? Lolz... What else? Mars bars and Red Bull...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;what will you do if #11(Roberta) confeses that he/she likes you? Wahliu... scariness wei... Run somewhere and hide =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;what language does #15(Pris) speak? Erh... I dunno, english?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;who is #9(Pui Kit) going out with? erh... no idea, wei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;how old is #16(Ren)? my age =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;when is the last time you talk to #13(Bon)? Erh... like 2 secs ago? MSN-ing mah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;who is #2(DQ)'s favourite singer? Erh... no idea... Dun really talk to her bout music...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;would you date #4(Kings)? Swt... sorry, kings.. no offense, but EWWWW...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;would you date #7(Huey Shin)? lolz... Huey Shin? it would be wierd larh.... Like dating my little sister or something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;is #15(Pris) single? heheh... no idea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;what is #10(Xinch) 's last name? Lolz... answered up there di...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;would you consider being in a relationship with #19(Kenneth)? Erh... I'm not gay.. Besides, Christine would kill me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;what school did #17(Steph go to? lolz... she told me, but i forgot =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;where does #6(Vic) live? at the end of the world... super far place =) Hehehe... in Mont Kiara.. the rich man's area...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;what is your favourite thing about #5(James)? Erh... I guess his amiability... I wish i could be more like that sometimes =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;what do you think about #13(Bon)? Lolz... Bon? I guess that she's the person on that list that knows me best, by merit of knowing each other soooooo long...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;what do #4(Kings) and #18(Mary) have in common? erh... totally nothing, i think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;what special qualities does #5(James) hold in your life? Pastor Kuah =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the lucky ones who will be tagged are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://mashpotatomato.blogspot.com/"&gt;Peanut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://monkeynessofme.blogspot.com/"&gt;James&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; =&gt; Now you know what a tag is, no excuse not to do =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gingerframes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://xinch.wordpress.com/"&gt;Xinch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://daydreamingdaydreams.blogspot.com/"&gt;Roberta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Anyone else who feels the need to share =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, cheerios... Happy Doing =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115573765224579782?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115573765224579782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115573765224579782&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115573765224579782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115573765224579782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/08/tagged.html' title='Tagged...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115566375680182534</id><published>2006-08-16T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:17.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DoTA = Do The Assignments!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;1.30 in the morning, and i'm still online... Why, you might ask? Well, the answer is rather simple... PSY 105, Literature Review... 2 more pages to go, and I HAVE to take a break, before I die of boredom... For reference sake, here's the working title... Whaddaya think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 200%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Ceilings of Glass, Ladders of Testosterone:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 200%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Gender Differences in Perceptions of Gender-Specific Roles and Discrimination&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So here I am, chronicling my sad excuse for a life... My life has become little more than an extension of the myriad assignments and stuff that i have to get done... And suddenly, i have a due-date for my PSY 104 Lab Report... and it's on the SAME DAY as LLS 101 is due... *sigh*... And now, after I planned out my writing schedule so intricately, Ms Winnee comes in and pushes back the due date for Lit Review to next Monday... GAH, so irritating... Newayz, on to more pleasant stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, there ISN'T anything more pleasant... My life currently = assignments... why Why WHy WHY!!! At least I have this weekend and next to look forward too... Newayz, back to work... I realized on reflection that my essay sounds so so so so pro-feminist... It's like i've suddenly become a rabid women's-rights advocate... Lolz... What is the world coming to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, for those who are interested, go do the &lt;a href="http://www.keirsey.com/"&gt;Keirsey Personality Test...&lt;/a&gt; It's rather interesting, and it's free.... Some pretty good insights into personalities, so it's a recommendation =) Well, time to get back to work... Cheerios, people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Toodles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115566375680182534?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115566375680182534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115566375680182534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115566375680182534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115566375680182534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/08/dota-do-assignments.html' title='DoTA = Do The Assignments!!!'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115496562097903011</id><published>2006-08-07T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:17.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plea for Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:85%;" &gt;So many assignments, so little time.... For reference purposes, setting down what needs to be done, and when it's due :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PSY 101 - Substance Abuse Paper, due  August 22nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PSY 104 - Guided (?) Lab Report, due God only knows when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PSY 105 - Literature Review, due August 18th *gasp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PSY 105 - Questionnaire/Interview Design, due 2 weeks after Ms Winnee get's her act together and passes it back to us (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LLS 101 - Group Development Exercise, due September 1st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:85%;" &gt;That about concludes it... Hmmm... doesn't seem like that much when set down on paper, does it? Only that... I don't have an area chosen yet for my lit review =( Can't seem to find proper IV-DV relationships... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newayz, on with the story of my life... Kev's party on Saturday was great, his reaction to the surprise was classic... Only flaw was that we weren't able to capture it on film... *drat* Ate, drank, listened to music, played Taboo.... Pretty fun, all things considered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, had the CF Thanksgiving Party at Fishilla's place... Loads of fun cam-whoring, playing Mafia, talking crap, singing into a stand-fan (jakun, yes i know... blame peanut, vic and wan ling)... Food was awesome, especially the kebabs and potato salad =) Poor vic couldn't eat most of the food cause of abstention from meat... Hehehe... Yes, i know that it's not very sympathetic, but i can't help myself... Watched snippets of Harry Potter 3: Prisoner of Azkaban... I thought that the boggart was really cute....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on to Monday... Classes as usual, Ms Winnee's class went by in a blur.... Only got 4.5 for the quiz =( Why, oh why didn't we think of selection-instrumentation? *sigh*... Lost half a mark, all because of a stupid 'venue'.... Was falling asleep in Serena's class... So tired that even Serena noticed *gasp*... But the taste experiment was rather interesting... Becoming a guinea pig isn't all it's cut out to be... Go figure... Now looking for articles to use in the Lit Review, all so random...  Well, that's it for the day, nitez ppl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and a shout out to Beh... CONGRATULATIONS, Girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115496562097903011?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115496562097903011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115496562097903011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115496562097903011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115496562097903011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/08/plea-for-help.html' title='Plea for Help'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115464907526744610</id><published>2006-08-04T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:17.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kevin Soo Wen Xin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4775/3489/1600/kev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4775/3489/400/kev.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;NINETEEN&lt;/span&gt; today!!! Happy birthday, bro.... Thanx for the talks, the jests, the barbs, the laughs... and so much more... You've grown, bro... i still remember seeing you when you first joined Othniel like what, 4 years ago? Always the quiet one, and wise beyond your years... It's been great getting to know you, and looks like there's more to come, eh? May He continue to be real in your life, and may you continue to grow in Him... God Bless, man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115464907526744610?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115464907526744610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115464907526744610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115464907526744610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115464907526744610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/08/kevin-soo-wen-xin.html' title='Kevin Soo Wen Xin...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115460706966991534</id><published>2006-08-03T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:17.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Presents, Smiles, and other frivolities...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Today was.... To put it in a word, eventful... First things first, i got into my first class in Uni, RM, only to be stopped cold by the sight of Ronald in long-sleeves and slacks... For what? The Arccade Forum... To my horror, found out that there was a semi-formal dress-code... Was half-considering driving all the way back to Subang from HELP just to change... I mean, i could have made it in half an hour, right? Well, that aside, had an in-class assignment for RM, originally was with Kev and DQ, but since Izzy, Kings and Peanut all needed a group, i joined Ren and gang... (PSY101 study group)... Ended up designing an experiment on effects of coloured lighting on memory....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class, ran off to check with Brendan whether my attire was permissible (t-shirt and jeans)... To my relief, it was okay, so i saved all that petrol, time and stress =) So, spent the time with a friend instead... Supposedly lonely and depressed person ended up doing the "counselling"... Thanx for the message, Vic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class with Franklin for LLS101 was pretty cool... Most of the groups were pretty transparent... Communication depends on shared interests and similar wavelengths, i guess... Something which i lack with most of the class... Darn you and your cake recipe, Kev =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What next? Oooo... Malaysian-American Exchange Leadership &amp;amp; Entrepreneurship Open Forum... bumped into Manda for experiment (again) today... So went to the forum together... It was so bloody packed until they had a separate session for those from Bill Quah's business class, who only went for extra credit... The forum was pretty interesting stuff all round... May consider getting more into that... Concept of sustainability, especially in this area, has been on my mind for quite some time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after all that, went to buy Kev's prezzie with Ming in tow... We bought him this really cute Elmo doll =) That, and a t-shirt... Well, will get into that more in the next post... Newayz, Bangsar Village is really boring, actually... not much to it...And i just realized that i'm sounding really really shallow =) So i'll stop while i'm still ahead (barely)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios, people... Cya round...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115460706966991534?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115460706966991534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115460706966991534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115460706966991534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115460706966991534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/08/of-presents-smiles-and-other.html' title='Of Presents, Smiles, and other frivolities...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115452081586603622</id><published>2006-08-02T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:17.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Lolz... Beh was asking me.... will you be updating religiously? this being a new blog and all... I guess the answer to that is that i just don't know.... We'll see how things go... I guess that i'll try to update once a week at the very least... but sometimes, when there's nothing to write... It's rather pointless... Well, then... on to the highlights of the day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I left my wallet at home =( It's a real pain not having a wallet around.... And of course, all the jokes about being caught without MyKad, and having to pay an obscene fine...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I found out that i missed an experiment on Friday... NOOOOOO... now i have to make up 1 and a half hours for a half hour slot... Sorry larh Nawal, Qian Wen, and Chiao Tong... I'll belanja you guys to make up for it :) That is, if i remember to bring my wallet (see no. 1)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Second experiment today was an EXPERIENCE, not for the experiment, but for the hilarious sight of seeing manda run into the room 5 minutes late and dripping wet from running from Wisma HELP to KPD.... Well, i know it's a bit evil, but it was totally hilarious at the time... Couldn't even finish the two word-search puzzles cause was giggling the entire time...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CG (or the part of it that i went for) was okay, kudos to Pris... Then, watching Jamie drama about oil and fat on the LRT all the way from Bangsar LRT to Taman Bahagia LRT... Swtz...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;And thus passes another uneventful day in the life of me :)&lt;br /&gt;~note to self~:- MUST start working on assignments... so so so so many.... *chokes and dies at the sheer thought*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios, people (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115452081586603622?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115452081586603622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115452081586603622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115452081586603622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115452081586603622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/08/blogs.html' title='Blogs...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115443478652298954</id><published>2006-08-01T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:16.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged... You're it!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been tagged, by the peanut teoh... So, as a belated birthday gift... Here's my response to the tag =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The M.O.:- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points about his/her perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;Mention the gender of his/her perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;Tag eight other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;If u are tagged the second time, there is no need to do this again.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, most importantly, have fun doing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alibi :-&lt;br /&gt;Well, obviously female (^_^) D'oh, homophobe speaking =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plea :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A lover of God, above all else... Yes, i know it sounds rather blase, but still....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Intelligent... Well, at least enough so as to keep up with me... If she's more intelligent than me, a bonus =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A musician... I would prefer a musician, but i guess any talent would be good... I want someone that I can duet with =) So, a soprano singer would be the next best alternative =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A reader... Someone who values a good book, and who loves to read, i think it's good to share passions, don't you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someone who understands that quietness is sometimes just as effective as speech... Yes, i know this may sound strange coming from me, but still...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A shared goal... Can two walk together? only if they're going in the same direction...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someone who understands me... And yet, this may be the hardest of the lot... How can you truly understand a person? We'll see, in times to come...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last, but not least... Someone who can take a joke in the spirit it was given... I would absolutely *die* around people who don't understand sarcasm....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;The Implicated parties :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know they said to name 8 people, but i dunno who would be so free... Just naming 8 at random, don't do it if you're busy or anything =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bonnie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gene&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kylie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ZhenWei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;So kuasa, in alphabetical order too (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it for the tag post =) cheers, people...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115443478652298954?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115443478652298954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115443478652298954&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115443478652298954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115443478652298954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/08/tagged-youre-it.html' title='Tagged... You&apos;re it!!!'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31999182.post-115443095281815507</id><published>2006-08-01T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:22:16.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fanner of Flames: The first post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lolz... I've opened up a blog... welcome to the life of the one, the only, the mega-lame... OON-YOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*disclaimer* ~ be warned, if you're highly susceptible to lameness, or allergic to the same, please leave this site now. the management of this site will not be held responsible for any injury/death/severe impairment of mental functions/degradation of IQ that may result from the reading of this blog~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As such, you have been warned... Muahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31999182-115443095281815507?l=fannerofflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/feeds/115443095281815507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31999182&amp;postID=115443095281815507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115443095281815507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31999182/posts/default/115443095281815507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannerofflames.blogspot.com/2006/08/fanner-of-flames-first-post_01.html' title='Fanner of Flames: The first post...'/><author><name>the Fanner of Flames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083419610060857102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/_jqFsNvKUfj0/RaIneTHDt0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ardZ_VZzdWE/s1600/Ignore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
