<?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-22117363</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:12:24.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome, my fellow carbon-based life form.</title><subtitle type='html'>I am evil and I am trying to hurt your eyes with this layout.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-8116105811265920632</id><published>2010-01-24T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:11:14.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mergers of the Internet Giants.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Just after my last entry, Comcast and NBC is merging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This merging could mean that source of information on the Internet is getting less and more controlled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Google's founders are selling their shares of Google over next 4 years, which means that Google will be more corporate over time. Lets hope it doesn't censor just to protect it's investors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.thrfeed.com/2009/12/comcastnbc-deal-as-nutrition-label-pic.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; on Digg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22117363-8116105811265920632?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/8116105811265920632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=8116105811265920632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/8116105811265920632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/8116105811265920632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2010/01/mergers-of-internet-giants.html' title='Mergers of the Internet Giants.'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-4637885803420216547</id><published>2009-12-25T01:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T03:30:33.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future of..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;On Internet Users Behavior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Internet will evolve. Information delivery will be faster, more rapid. Quality control is getting harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;This will turn to - people will not know what to listen, and what to believe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;My prediction - people that are relying too much on the information that provided by the Internet, will slowly turn away, not listening or heed advice from anyone, and start listening from themselves. It will be the Age of Internet Enlightenment. (Well, it is more like a bunch of Internet users that are more Intelligent then the rest of the demographic.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Trend no longer what the opinion leaders say or do, but whatever the user wants it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Then websites that dedicated to technology will be slowly distilled to the few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;People will just stick to the one Internet media or application that reaches out to the most, or simply stick to that has the most complete personal network. Occasionally, some new applications will pop-up, but if it doesn't force users to change their Internet using behavior, it will thrive. One good example would be Twitter - it merely putting SMS into the Internet, everyone uses a mobile phone, so Twitter is not hard to adapt. Another example: Napster and and other P2P file sharing applications. Napster introduces simple file sharing method, most importantly, introduces the idea of file sharing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;The result? When more secure, advance and efficient P2P (Kazaa, Bear Share, BitTorrents) applications are introduced to replace Napster, they did not face any major resistant from the adopters, because it does not require high learning curve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;On Malaysian Bloggers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Web 2.0 had provided more data and information to the Internet users more than ever. But at the moment, I still do not see how Malaysian Blogger had benefit from this data and information.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;What I personally observed: when blogging was introduced few years back, those that started blogging are mostly 18 - 21 years old college crowd, have a circle of close friends that depends on Internet heavily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Few them are exceptionally good at blogging and became famous among this age group. It was Malaysia's blog bloom and golden age. They were the pioneers. But as these quality bloggers graduated from college and started their busy working and social life, they blog less. Whats left is another wave of college bloggers, which blogs mainly on what they had bought or where they had eaten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;However, last generations of bloggers are not leaving the blog scene. They just want to blog something more important, more significant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;The trend - a generation of bloggers that are able to make use of the data and information on the Internet, and turn them into Knowledge. They will become content generators. They will start to pop up in prominent news agencies, writing columns, and starting to put Malaysia into the world map.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lastly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Last decade had given us the Web 2.0. Google Maps, Youtube, Facebook, Digg, PLos ONE, Flickr, Wikipedia and more. If Malaysia were to achieve something for Vision 2020, maybe we should including development of Web 3.0? Just food for thought. It will lead to a new form of learning process, just like how Cold War pushed the Americans to land on moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22117363-4637885803420216547?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/4637885803420216547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=4637885803420216547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/4637885803420216547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/4637885803420216547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2009/12/future-of.html' title='Future of..'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-6477958579708427353</id><published>2009-12-21T01:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T01:55:09.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still, no idea what to do with this free-empty-with-slight-possibility-exploitable space.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Yeah, I will keep this blog pointless as of now.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I am complaining. I am just going through what sometimes painters going through, staring at the blank piece of paper. And then draw a stick figure wanking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&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/22117363-6477958579708427353?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/6477958579708427353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=6477958579708427353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/6477958579708427353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/6477958579708427353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2009/12/still-no-idea-what-to-do-with-this-free.html' title='Still, no idea what to do with this free-empty-with-slight-possibility-exploitable space.'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-6635485766585287600</id><published>2009-12-18T10:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T10:45:50.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am not blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shiii....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On serious note, will start blogging soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22117363-6635485766585287600?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/6635485766585287600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=6635485766585287600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/6635485766585287600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/6635485766585287600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-not-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-116698906249183608</id><published>2006-12-25T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T03:37:42.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yeah.. so its x-mas night and I am at home. Not surprise, since it's not my family tradition to celebrate it, and most of my friends have their own plans (cunts..). Oh and I just got back from a relative's last visit, so isn't all joyous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, I am heading to Singapore on 30th and back at 2nd. WEeeeE! Finally I get to leave the country! Last time I left the country was to Brunei, just for it's theme park. That was like 10 years ago. And this time joining me would be Brendon, and finally I got to have a look at the famous foam party! Malaysia wont have this shit. I wonder if that reminds them 'fun'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to rant: (The following issue might require lots of thinking and some alcohol, or some common sense, do not proceed if you do not have any one of those.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we all notice recently, papers and alternative online news source are talking about sex. I mean not the sex on bed, but rather about women sexy appeal. Lets hope they don't start talking about men's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it appears that Malaysian still can't decide what and how to wear, and still rely on the Big Boys to decide for them. It just feels like our basic right is striping away, piece by piece..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For months, different religion leaders, party leaders keep saying it was the females', or victims' fault to dress up too sexy, which lures man to rape them. Hmm. But that doesn't mean that man won't rape someone that is less sexy, example, a grandma. So, is grandma in fault? Or just that the rapist is control by a dick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is this quote that saying "..women should respect themselves and not wear sexily&lt;br /&gt;.. If women not respect themselves, don't expect men to respect them.." (Deep thought..) I thought men are suppose to protect and respect women? So what he means is that by default, we should not respect our friends, sisters, wifes, and most importantly, mothers, until they wear less revealing? In that case, if someone raped my mom, and by that I assume she was wearing to revealing, and I should not respect her anymore? (I bet the one who said that bitch slaps his wife/daughter while raping or having sex)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in sudden, the rapist is doing right thing, of degrading women? So, there isn't any reason to punish a rapist? So women is nothing but a sex toy? Which religion practices that? I think the only way to punish a rapist is to let him feel the pain when his mother giving birth of him, by stretching his ass one side to his left ear, another side to his right toe, and pierce 3KG of weigh on his belly. And force him to knit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then now, some party now pointing its finger towards sex workers. As if they haven learn their lesson bashing by human rights. This time they are trying to convince sex worker to give up sex trade. My question is: For? Not seducing man and encourage man to have sex with some other random girl, like: a 15-years old girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my understanding about sex workers. They sell sex, to those that has no hobby, and giving ass reason like 'release pressure from working' (like you can't exercise to release pressure). But indirectly, it gives less reason for those who horny, to rape. I am not supporting prostitution, but if there are less and less prostitute, where are those lonely man go to release their pressure, given that he might not have a spouse or a partner? As this bottling up, what would he do? Yes, most likely to rape. (Not all, some of them just gone insane.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people who think that sex workers should give up their job have to put themselves into those prostitutes' shoes, too. Are they really happy doing this? Why are they doing this for? If they have other choice, would they do it? Most of the prostitutes are work for: living, and thats for sure. Some of them have kids, some of them have family. By doing so, you are just putting them to the edge, worse, they continue doing it illegally, you catch them, their kids grow up without a mother and no money for proper education, and become scum of the society, or rapist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I am trying to say is, prostitution has already become part of the society, and part of the economy. There is no way you are molding a prostitute-less society, in-directly encouraging rapist, and feminism is echoing in this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how to dress up is the least to be concern, it's about personal, it's about lifestyle. The only thing YOU can control, is education. On religion, human rights, respect. And that has nothing to do how good you can memorize the whole &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pendidkan Moral&lt;/span&gt;, but about how we all understand human rights. Promote human right, it's there for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the country were to become a developed country, it is no use to prove by advance technologies and tall buildings. It should be start from mentality civilization. Not through TV but through education. It's just the matter of time people will start to touch sensitive issues like religion and racism, and forbid them to talk will only lead to more hatred and misunderstanding. I personally got yield by a small brown kid to go back to China, so I thought, who would be responsible of teaching that, if not the parents? This topic can go on-and-on, and thats not my job. Leave that to the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The country will not "developed", if the people still do not accept each others flaw, religion and philosophy. Asking them to shake hands and not talk about it will not solve the problem. Face it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.&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/22117363-116698906249183608?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/116698906249183608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=116698906249183608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/116698906249183608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/116698906249183608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year.html' title='Merry Christmas and Happy New Year'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-116493654709250301</id><published>2006-12-01T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T09:29:07.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, I updated my blog, with streamyx!! suprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;finally, a long waited update (not for you, for me.. i dont care what u feel.. noone cares what u feel)&lt;br /&gt;so, what i've been doing? to catch up, i got to start ranting from july..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes been studying. nope, no fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bascially i had lost track what i've been doing for past (july till now) 4 months(?). mostly "dedicated" to studying (heh imagine me studyuing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;september i joined aikido. cool martial art. well, the number one reason joining it its because its near my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also to make use of my *ahem* lean body (hey, i work out all right, dont look at me like that). learnt few cool moves, so try to mess with me, and i'll tenji oosikan (whatever the fuck it is, i just made that up) your ass up in the wall, and get fuck like theres no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been preparing for exam for last 4 weeks, and its on 5th till 8th of dec, then i'll probly start working (i'm broke as a bum lost his begging mug).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there was this 2 weeks back, when i was in federal highway back from sunway heading towards kl, and it was raining, and its a lil jam, and then obviously theres lots of stop and go, then suddenly someone knock me from behind. heh u should look at the poor ass wira, that should leave a deep cut on his wallet, and nothing much happen to my car, maybe not yet i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'd like to tell something funny, but no such thing is in my mind now, as i should to go to sleep like 4 hours ago. so, if u want something funny, go tickle ur ass. its easy, stick ur finger up in your butt and wiggle. and then remember thats how the tapeworm or the mint&lt;br /&gt;flos u just accidently swallow will be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: omg this connection is getting slower and slower, i think i should fuck tmnet in the ass so hard, it yells "OH YEAH! FASTER FASTER! CUM ON MY FACE!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hungry, and i'm still waiting.. waiting.. waiting.. till the sun burns out and shrunk into a dwarf, and spit on my face.. thats also one of the fucking reason why i dont blog. if this is how tmnet impress investor, wait, no one "invest" into tm, they just strip their money away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those rich fuckers wana monopolize everything, yet cant get a grip of the reality, and assume everything would be all right. why spend money on 2 dumbfuck so that they can play stone and tehtarik in space? do they really worth it, or those dumbfuck rich fuckers seriously do not believe theres no gravity in outer space? cant u just log into internet and look for water interface retention? oh wait, they are not really that good in english. oh well, i guess they need a homeland astronomers to translate from english to their native language: "theres no gravity there, and i cant takir the teh, and cant play stone, mission fail!"&lt;br /&gt;who the fuck on earth would see that coming?! i mean, u cant tarik teh in outer space?! my god, that would shatter some dumbasss' childhood fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;i bet all these crappy waste of money really doesnt bring any benefit to the country, unless we are seeking for publicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/p/s: oh wait, no-one really cares about our country.. sad, but true. cez theres nothing much worth mention bout our country in the international arena, except the orang utan in the parlimen.&lt;br /&gt;ppl would be like "hi, i'm from malaysia." "malaywhat?!" "ok, u know thailand?" "yes, the country where people sex each other up with tiger show." "u know singapore?" "yes, the country&lt;br /&gt;so small, they drink what they 'produce'." "ok, then malaysia between them" "oh, so theres a country that sex people up with tiger show and drinks their own pee?"&lt;br /&gt;"no, not that, i mean geographically in between them" "oh, yes, thats what i ment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now get those 2 "astronomers" into space, strip them naked and throw them directly to the earth holding a malaysian flag and watch the re-entry, now that should catch some attention.&lt;br /&gt;patriotism is nothing without a purpose of doing things. instead of that, why noone in there propose to invest and develop better fuel consumption car? or fuel cell? or bio-cell? we dont plant palm oil tree for cooking only. or better still, spend more money on our 30 years old education, at least ensure our next generation wont be as dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the world is soming together to talk bout environment, robotic, internet, nanotec.&lt;br /&gt;wtf are those decision makers doing? increase toll, send dumbasss' into space, drop net neutrality (thats not true).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we respect u and let u guys decide whats best for us, and thats what we get? we deserve better than that, and u know u can do better then that.&lt;br /&gt;worst of all, all this comment are from me! (not all though). i'm gono update this tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if they dont even care whats all the newspaper complaint section,&lt;br /&gt;i assume they dont really care what i blog either. didnt our PM just hope our journalism would be more truthful? i'm doing my part.. RANT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22117363-116493654709250301?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/116493654709250301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=116493654709250301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/116493654709250301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/116493654709250301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/12/finally-i-updated-my-blog-with.html' title='Finally, I updated my blog, with streamyx!! suprise!'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-115392910889656147</id><published>2006-07-26T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T23:54:09.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a quick update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeap, its been another month, i was lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what have i done? nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;first lets talk bout my work. i quit about 4 weeks ago. why? cez i enrolled into sunway college, studyin CIM for a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was working in an event firm for a month before this. not a bad experience, got to go to a rave party located in melaka, and meet ning baizura in a private party which run by the event firm. all in all, it was great to work with bunch of energetic guys. u got to travel around to run events. cool, but too bad got to stop for studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/1600/25052006%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/320/25052006%28001%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;discovered a cicak that size of a palm while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;doing final clearing in old place, then&lt;br /&gt;it ran away to neighbour's, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got a new car, Toyota Avanza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i just joined sunway and this is the 3rd week. hope to work part-time, but couldnt get any yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to crash, and hope theres an additional million bucks in my account tomorrow. bye mofos.&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/22117363-115392910889656147?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/115392910889656147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=115392910889656147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/115392910889656147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/115392910889656147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-quick-update.html' title='just a quick update.'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-115064868324221631</id><published>2006-06-19T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T00:38:03.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A small update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yeah, its been quite some time I didn't update. Thats due to I've been adopted by an alien. They claim that thier planet is invaded by a bunch of nachos, which is thier weakness, and they know that i like nachos, so they came and bring me to thier home planet, which located in Nebula R776M  system, consisted 7 planets and a twin-star system, and it's about 17.693 light years away, not really far. Damn, the re-entry was harsh, I tell you!! After that they just give me 5 litres of fresh water in a compressed container, a all favour just-add-water dipping, and a nochosian detector (allows me to detect every nachosians within 500 KM), and then just throw my out of the ship, WTF!! Wow, that was one of the best month I've ever had. All i have only nachos. Each of them are like palm size, slightly larger then conventional nachos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, it's fun to see those nachos running around when I raided every colony. "Ahgr no! Its the giant again!!" I think thats what they were saying.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it hurts when they have this pointy stick, but all i have to do was stomp them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 weeks, food supply drops, cez the nachozians reproduction rate was low, and thats how I ruined my life time supply of nachos, damn. During the 4th week, I have to feed on the dippings, only have a couple of nachosians baby if lucky.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Not buying that, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact is, I found a job in an event company, just to work for a month, till july when my course starts. Also been busy moving old stuff out of the house. Not really busy though, just got something else to occupy my time. So lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since I'm lazy to making up stuff to blog, I shall go and watch football now, to withness how Brazil kicks ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW what is nachos? It keeps poping up in my head like pop-ups in the porn site.&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/22117363-115064868324221631?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/115064868324221631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=115064868324221631&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/115064868324221631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/115064868324221631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/06/small-update.html' title='A small update'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-114789931561872166</id><published>2006-05-18T04:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T04:55:15.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No!! Tell Me It's Not True! Arsenal didnt lost..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and Barcelona is bunch of homo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont deserve this kind of cruelty.. Tell me I didnt stay up late for this! Tell me I didnt  waste 1 hour and 40 minutes for this~~ (well, I will stay up late anyway, as well as wasting time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal's goal is questionable though. In fact, I think the reff is questionable as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to crash.&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/22117363-114789931561872166?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/114789931561872166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=114789931561872166&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114789931561872166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114789931561872166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/05/no-tell-me-its-not-true-arsenal-didnt.html' title='No!! Tell Me It&apos;s Not True! Arsenal didnt lost..'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-114728160157171002</id><published>2006-05-11T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T01:20:01.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know! I've been acting like a monkey lately!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, there are so many things i wana blog about, but I'm just lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lately, I've been lazying around, watch TV, read books, practice bass a bit, play some games and workouts, you know, do things between naps. So basically you can say that I am living like a corpes or zombie you saw on TV, with little bit of intelligence. Intelligence like aim at the right direction when you fart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched a documentry, about The Aristocrats, another proper word for Sick Joke or Dirty Joke. But unlike these 2, The Aristocrats can go very far, be very filthy, nasty. Example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A man walked into a telent agency, and told the agents that he has a great act to show them. So the agent ask "What is is all about?" He said: "It is a family act. Please give me 2 minutes to show you." So, the agent said OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So the man starting to describe his "family act":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The actor will be a father, a mother, a son, a daugther, a grandmother and a dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;First, the whole family will be walking into the stage, all naked. Then they will start to pee and shit all over the places. The father will shit in the daugther's mouth, the mother shits in the son's mouth, while the grandmother eats the dog's shit, while shtting. Then all of them will slide on the shit, throwing shit at each other, like snow war. Then father will start fucking the grandmother, the dog starting to fuck the mother, while the son and the daugther having a three-sm with the dog. Then the dog will fuck the daugther and suck the son's dick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then the mother will suck the son's dick while fucking by the dog, and the father will fuck the daugther, while the daugther fingering the grandmother, while the grandmother licks the son's asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the end, the father and the son will cum in the dog's ass and later force it to make a  Cream pie, by forcing it to shit the cum out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The agent was stuned. Then slowly he asked: " What do you call this?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Man said, smilling: "It's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Aristocrats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hmm, I think I still need more practice, from time to time. So if one day you go on outside, and heard from somewhere near you, swearing, talking about son fucking, father felching, goat vomit, pee and shit, in a very loud tone, don't worry, it's just me acting normal.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22117363-114728160157171002?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/114728160157171002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=114728160157171002&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114728160157171002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114728160157171002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-know-ive-been-acting-like-monkey.html' title='I know! I&apos;ve been acting like a monkey lately!'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-114667511117642854</id><published>2006-05-04T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T00:51:55.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DBKL in Action!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, it was a rather boring week, clearing old house for the new owner, doing chores and helping my parents and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, it's damn boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As usual, I went for dinner at 830pm (usually my dinn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;er is 11pm, but today get hungry ealier), and stop by at Yee Fatt in Pudu pasar, my favourite night time dimm sum shop. At 9 o'clock, while i was paying for my food, which cost my RM20, which a lil over price for 1 person. Then 3 cars out of nowhere, 2 modified pick-up truck and 1 van, stop in front of the shop! It was DBKL! One of them even stop behind my car, blocking my car!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/1600/03052006%28003%291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/320/03052006%28003%291.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The DBKL mobile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/1600/03052006%28002%291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/320/03052006%28002%291.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another 2 DBKL Mobiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was like "OMG!! They going to get me! They block my car so they are going to persuit me on foot!! No! Must run away!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then, 7 to 8 full grown man jump out, some of them holding a stick with ropes at the end hanging out! I was like " Oh no they are going to hang me in the public! Stay Calm!! Don't move and they will ignore me! I read somewhere they can't see lights and only react to movement!" So, I remain calm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then few of them pointing on 2 stray dogs nearby. OH~~~ They wasn't after me. They sneak behind quetly as the stray dogs sound asleep, chilling on the floor, and then, one of those DBKL caught 1! And the other one runs away, hiding under a truck.So, I quickly flash out my new camera phone from birthday present, to snap a few pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/1600/03052006%28004%291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/320/03052006%28004%291.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One of the dog hiding under the truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/1600/03052006%28005%291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/320/03052006%28005%291.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This guy trying to out smart a dog, I think it wasn't working well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was amazed how DBKL works, so effecient, can never believe how thing ended so fast. I was there for whole 2 minutes, watching 7 full grown man, well equip, catching 2 stray dogs, its like watching TV, while cops pursuiting bad guys, just that this one minus the sirens, and lots of barking. Too bad I wasn't fast enough to snap some dog pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the most action I got for 2 weeks or so. BTW I heard that there's a pocket bike curcuit near Ampang, might go there and try it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's 15 minutes to 010203040506.&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/22117363-114667511117642854?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/114667511117642854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=114667511117642854&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114667511117642854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114667511117642854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/05/dbkl-in-action.html' title='DBKL in Action!!'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-114659454430865426</id><published>2006-05-03T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T00:58:03.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first Lotus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just kidding, I am not getting a Lotus. But here is what Top Gear, one of the greatest mobile program in UK, making fun of Proton Savvy.&lt;br /&gt;(Warning: U'll need broadband for this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it : &lt;a href="http:%20video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3594697562192265779&amp;q=top+gear&amp;amp;pl=true"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/22117363-114659454430865426?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/114659454430865426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=114659454430865426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114659454430865426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114659454430865426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-first-lotus.html' title='My first Lotus!'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-114623797361082613</id><published>2006-04-28T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T23:26:13.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT IS MY BIRTHDAY!! I SHALL RULE THE WORLD SINCE I'M TYPING IN ALL CAPS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;YES, IT IS MY BIRTDAY ALL RIGHT! NOW BE FEAR AS I AM 22 YEARS OLD NOW! AND I WILL BE JOINING THE WORKING FORCE SOON! AND I WILL HAVE TO PAY TAX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN I GOT TO VOTE! HAHAHA! THE COUNTRY'S FUTURE IS IN MY HAND NOW! CEZ MY VOTE COUNTS! BIG TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I JOIN SUNWAY TO STUDY MARKETING! NOW BE FEAR! BE VERY VERY FEAR!&lt;br /&gt;BUT DO NOT TAKE ME FOR GRANTED AND TREAT ME LIKE A CIRCUS FREAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL RULE THE WORLD, AND LEGALISE PROSTITUTION AND WEED! I WILL SET YOU ALL FREE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only i can get my hand on some nucklear weapon..&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/22117363-114623797361082613?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/114623797361082613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=114623797361082613&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114623797361082613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114623797361082613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-is-my-birthday-i-shall-rule-world.html' title='IT IS MY BIRTHDAY!! I SHALL RULE THE WORLD SINCE I&apos;M TYPING IN ALL CAPS!!'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-114580746287464172</id><published>2006-04-23T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T02:43:12.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Count Down of The Dawn of My 22nd.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My birthday is near. Yay. Like past 15 or so years, I'm not celebrating it this time, again. Mainly because I've got no $$, and I don't want anyone spending money and effort to get me something. Not even a party. If theres a party for me, I WANT A CLOWN! AND LOTS OF ICE-CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it just represent another milestone, and for me, there are for more important things then birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/1600/Image4411.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/320/Image4411.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jeffrey was working for Nokia in KLCC and I was bumming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeap, I'm officially 1 year older after&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;28th of April. Maybe out for a drink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22117363-114580746287464172?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/114580746287464172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=114580746287464172&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114580746287464172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114580746287464172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/04/count-down-of-dawn-of-my-22nd.html' title='Count Down of The Dawn of My 22nd.'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-114546960705958814</id><published>2006-04-20T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T02:00:07.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sketch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I didnt update the blog for some time. Mainly because I'm lazy, and also thinking something appropiate to blog. And I even think before i fall asleep. Well, what i can say is it didnt went that well, for shit cutting is sort of like the best i got. Sigh. I just don't have the damn juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll do a "sketch". ( Been watching a lot of "Dave Chappelle Show" re-run lately, and some "Family Guy". So I'll be cranky for couple of weeks, bare with me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remeber there was this politician that was sacked for being gay and some-said-he-sold-country-secret as a deputy PM? Yeah, and then he was beaten up in the lockup, and now occasionaly people talk about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it stricks me to tease gay. So, I got me thinking, what if he still in his previous position, worse, being a PM?! (Sounds fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He might approve gay marriage. Yuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can imagine what's happening in a world/whatever conference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PM: I'll suck your dick if you sign that treaty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guy 1: But Sir, this is not how we do business here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guy 2: It's OK, let him finish.... OOOOh~ that feels good, he is good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guy 3: I'll sign that, too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PM: I'll give you a special treat, a Cleveland Steamroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Politics gone wrong, horribly wrong. This might be fun for mayor. But as Prime Minister?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? If I'm a PM of Malaysia, my vice-PM would be an Indonisian. Then Malaysian will be praying hard for me to be alive. Why? If I die, vice-PM took place, I'm pretty sure he will open up Malaysian border for Indonasians! Wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22117363-114546960705958814?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/114546960705958814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=114546960705958814&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114546960705958814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114546960705958814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/04/sketch.html' title='A sketch'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-114465759312638788</id><published>2006-04-10T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T16:26:38.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Racism, the bigest enemy of a country. (Not just our country, it's in every other country!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was confused how's the Malaysia blogsphere going, cause most of the time I read overseas blog, where things happened there has nothing to do with me. Untill I came across &lt;a href="http://yasminthestoryteller.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yasmin The Story Teller&lt;/a&gt;. I have to say, it inspires me a lot, like Mr &lt;a href="http://jeffooi.com"&gt;Jeff Ooi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I noticed that Yasmin The Story Teller was &lt;a href="http://yasminthestoryteller.blogspot.com/2006/03/if-bahasa-came-from-urdu-bhasha.html"&gt;upset&lt;/a&gt; about a reporter which writes racist artical. So, it strucks me, because chinese are racist, too. I'm not making any comment on that reporter, as I never read any of his artical before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some point of view, I'm racist. I'm not alone. There are more racist out there then you can count. It's everywhere. It's in every developed country, down to every home. It is one of the social cancer tomur. And trust me, it will be there to stay. The only way to cure it, is to face it. Not ignore or suppress it. Ignore and suppress it means you acknowledge it's existence, but by not admiting it, there's when you lose. I personally very supportive and appretiate what the government has done and doing. Because I'm a buddhist, which promotes love and respect. (That goes to every religion, I believe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   But a developed country doesn't only mean tall buildings, race tracks, stable economy and  great movie. It also means how it's people deal with social and mindset problem. Just like people doing awareness campaign on HIV / AIDS, smoking and unprotected sex. They EDUCATE the society to understand and prevent it or do something about it. But no one allows to talk about racism. Hmm.. I guess no one was ready for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   But in fact some of us are well educated regarding other races. Some of us grow up listening to the elder talking about the history and events that never been thought in schools for good reason. I don't know other family or race, but I have to admit, that some chinese family always brought up certain issues, in front of the children, most of the time with other intention, like talking to a relative, or being drunk. Indirectly, the children was "educated" with such information, and think it is alright to think bad about other race. As the child grow older, he sees more, he hates the country or other race more. It's ugly. And it's sad, cause it runs in family. Or your local coffee shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you what chinese often brought up, about malay. There are only 2 things.&lt;br /&gt;1.) The abusive use of affirmative action, and&lt;br /&gt;2.) The &lt;a href="http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/02/moved-from-msn-spaces-to-here-cez-its.html"&gt;513&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The affirmative action is unquestionable. It comes with the country, when Malaysia fight for its independent, and it is a privilage given by the English to help the malay play important role in the society, for some reason. Till here, no questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it is good, indirectly, to the chinese. How? It allows concentration of resource, to help the malay to stand on thier own foot, then country rich, which then also helps the chinese in some way. But then, it turns out it only helps a handful of people. The handful that well aware about the system, and abuse it (or maybe bribe with it). The gap between the rich and the poor widen up. Then they ask for more from the government. Those rich ones refuse to contribute more. Things getting worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the USA, affirmative action helps the minority to coup up with the white, since the white has 400 years head start, while back then the black were slaves and have no rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the money from? The country. Who &lt;a href="http://www.malaysiakini.com/opinionsfeatures/49161"&gt;contributes&lt;/a&gt; most tax to the gevernment? You bet, it's the chinese society. How would you feel when you contribute most, but all it goes has very little to do with you. Chinese don't have affirmative action, yet we standing still. I don't question affirmative action. But affirmative action is like a sword, people appretiates if you use it in good way, but not killing or harming others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that &lt;a href="http://www.jeffooi.com/2006/03/parliament_speech_mp_loh_seng.php"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is happeninng. These is what should differ between a developed country from developing country. Why? Because we must work together already. But first thing we must do is, accept each other. By facing this problem and keep it real, we can find a solution.&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/22117363-114465759312638788?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/114465759312638788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=114465759312638788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114465759312638788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114465759312638788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/04/racism-bigest-enemy-of-country-not.html' title='Racism, the bigest enemy of a country. (Not just our country, it&apos;s in every other country!)'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-114390630331992913</id><published>2006-04-01T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:45:03.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not addicted to blog! How?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm not a blog person. I can't really type stuff that attract readers. I guess I'm boring. I wanted to blog but writer's block (I'm writer?). Like now, I don't know how to continue. o;isdhgalkjgbljerhtiuhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tomorrow I'm gono be in University of Malaya for a test, which given 1 whole month to prepare, which clearly I did nothing. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, this blog is getting boring. Like I need something to inspire me. Some event, or somebody to bash me with a uppercut, so that I get inspired. Well, one of the reason could be lack of reader, who knows, cause I believe those supernatural thingy, where people's thought meant some energy. Like the more people reads your blog, the more they wish to read more, the more you get inspired, or at least some sort of morale support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is hard especially when you try to make it original, not copying from anyone yet adds some new flavour. In short, NO ONE PUSHES ME TO BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started to blog, I wanted to meet new friends, and I was looking forward to change my current environment. Well, it wasn't easy. Maybe I'm not handsome enough? Not rich to go places?&lt;br /&gt;Don't have any grandfather story? Well, I have some, just that they all are dead and no point bringing it all back, I'll have nightmare after the entry, when they appear in my dream and telling me to change thier name to remain anonymous. Then I have no gadget to take photo with. I wonder why people always called me stupid, and I finally got it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really like to tell sick, or sex jokes. Just that it ain't appropiate. Fuck it. I guess I got to be cunt to write readeble entry. Shit this blog does boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe I should start blog boring stuff. Boring + Blog! Brog? Bloring? "wassup?" "Bloring" "Aight.. zzzz.." Maybe I should change sex, and should solve things ones and for all! But what it doesn't while people that knows me freak out? Poor &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah Kua&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, did you know Adrian just changed sex?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What the fuck!? I shaked his hand 2 years back! I'm going to caught some wierd ass decease! i don't wana die!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't touch me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read some report somewhere years back, saying every year, 5% of Malaya University's male student having sex changed. Which I'm going there tomorrow. Shit. Must get paperspray. Spray them, and give them a nice nut shot! Aww can't wait! Then "April Fool, You Felcher!" Hopefuly not all of them got thier nuts cut off. They should pay the price. And I'm just a mere executioner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi cuty Adrian~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi!" *Grace his nut*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you just... *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10 seconds later&lt;/span&gt;* UHHH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll command a dog to rip his dick off, and say: "You are complete now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to stop here, before my imaginary readers bore to sleep and never wake up.&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/22117363-114390630331992913?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/114390630331992913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=114390630331992913&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114390630331992913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114390630331992913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/04/not-addicted-to-blog-how.html' title='Not addicted to blog! How?!'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-114291391862721119</id><published>2006-03-21T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T12:05:18.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was about to blog the F1 race I been in Sepang, but I just went through a tough decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: March 21st, 2006, 11a.m&lt;br /&gt;Event: I killed a cat that was hit by a car, but not dead yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It was awful. I was on the way to my old house, to fix some electric curcuit problem. Then when I reach a junction, which is Jln Rasmi 1/9, I saw a cat on the middle of the road, panthing. I slowed down, and it was horrible. One of it's eye ball hanging out, and it was unable to stand up. And my instint told me to kill it, to end it's suffering. An instint that I hope, is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I reach my old house, fixed the electric curcuit problem, brought a couple of plastic bags, drove back to the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i reached there, that cat was crawling around, nowhere to go, on the roadside. It is a busy road, and it's a housing area, yet noone has done anything. But it's fully understandable, because it's a muslim area, and muslim's are not allow to touch blood, but that doesn't mean buddhist should do the dirty job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was suffering. And my plan is choke it with plastic bag. First few attempt wasn't success, because it still has some energy to fought back. But it's too weak to run away from me. And my instint kicked in again: if this cat can't even run away from me, how possible it can find food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whole 10 minutes, i was trying to cover it's head, but wasn't success. Which means I have to wait for it untill it exhausted. It was a strong cat. But it also suffering. In the end, it's final came, but wasn't nice. That's why I feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shivering in the whole 10 minutes, I have guilt rushing all over my body during this "ethical" event. I don't know if I do the right thing, but I follow my instint. I just wish I never have to do it, nor do it again, and forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I place it in a garbage bag, leave it by the road side. I wanted to vomit, but i couldn't. I wanted to cry, but i couldn't. I'm not sad, nor happy. I feel bad for doing this for someone else, but I know i feel worse if I don't do it. It wasn't pleasent. I sprained my right thumb, and a small scartch on my left index finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope nobody else has to gone through the same thing. And hope everyone can drive safely, so that no other stray cat, or dog, or other's people's child or parents will have to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell still there after several washes. Now, I understand how doctors feel when they confront with hard decision.&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/22117363-114291391862721119?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/114291391862721119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=114291391862721119&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114291391862721119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114291391862721119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/03/rip.html' title='RIP'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-114239441766421300</id><published>2006-03-15T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T11:46:57.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just got back from Pulau Redang, Man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/1600/IMG_0034.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 119px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/320/IMG_0034.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes! Mua, went to Pulau Redang on friday night!, which was a rush decision on 3pm same day, then board bus on 11pm infront of the mall, with my cousins and aunty! Got back all burnt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been 7 or so years since my last trip, missed there. And it changes a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to talk bout though, cause i spent most of my time snorkeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Then at night chill at beach side hammock, pretty much how i spent the 2 night there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/1600/myback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 235px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/320/myback.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's Burning Motha Facka! Btw, check out my V shape wing, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't sleep that well last 2 nights, as my back itch like hell, every movement now is like ants running around my back, with small blade mounted on thier little claws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Too bad I never invest on water camera or underwater camera. What the heck, I seldom take pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/1600/IMG_0031.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 134px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/320/IMG_0031.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hammock point of view, nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/1600/STB_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 140px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/320/STB_0019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/1600/IMG_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 137px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/320/IMG_0009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The clear blue sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/1600/IMG_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 134px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/320/IMG_0028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;The shade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's what i'm talking bout, man! And the burn is so worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/22117363-114239441766421300?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/114239441766421300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=114239441766421300&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114239441766421300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114239441766421300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-got-back-from-pulau-redang-man.html' title='Just got back from Pulau Redang, Man!'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-114158351846927615</id><published>2006-03-06T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T02:33:12.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week has past.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Erm past few days wasnt really happening, more chilling at home, more Scrubs box set, more music. And also chilling with my new bass guitar. Yeah, picked up new hobby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kien, my cousin just got back from his europe trip, and will head back to aussie soon, so I'll hang out with him a little while. So, while I was at that, Saturday night we went Velvet Underground, Zouk just to chill a lilttle, with Ben, Gavin and Wilson (Thanks to Jess helping us in). As always, I dance alone most of the time. Wierd? No? Walking around looks like jerk and annoy other people. Haha. Hmm been really long time since i club in KL. People still dont change, "fun" though seeing other people dance. And I'm pretty sure i was reffered &lt;a href="suilin.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; as the person walking around. Well, I can't help walking around exploring all those pretty gals shaking thier ass. So, you can say that's my second nature other then dancing in a club, thats pretty much how i function in a club to explore, it's like Afrika to me, and i like "hot" suprise. So, Velvet was quite fun for me. (sorry if I annoy anyone of you, heck if there's somebody read this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aunt Mea just got back from Canada, so this coming week should be going out often. Damn, and I'm broke. Speaking of broke, I just got a job offer during race day in Sepang. Few days job, should be fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ever had that kind of feeling where you got nothing to write about and came out with full load of crap? I guess I'm doing that shit now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So it's Sunday night, and am listening to some chill music. And come accross this album. Playboy: Jazz After Dark vol 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I personally not a Jazz fan, but this sure is a great album, cause i like chill music. And it has Mile Davis in it. This compilation with 2 CDs is great. Classic yet with a new taste. Sounds old it's actually new. First CD is all instrumental, while the second disk has singing part. Duke Ellington, Bill Evans, Patti Austin (Who da fuck are these dude?!) just to name a few. Very recomended to classic or slow jazz lover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By the way, this cd also very,very, very recomend for making a porn. You know? Like those making love and kissing type instead of hardcore orgy-butt-slap-cum-on-my-face type. That's normally what people comment about this kind of music, but if you always have that kindof impression about jazz, then I think everybody will think Micheal Buble will fuck ever chic he met with his eyes, James Brown fucks everybody up with his mic and Steve Wonder will stuff his piano up your ass and play Circle of Life with Elton John. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So Dave Chappelle going to continue his third season? I certainly hope so and I can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gota stop here, these music are making me sleepy, not cause it's boring, but it just too soothing. Sooo wana tease somebody!! Going to annoy my mom now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22117363-114158351846927615?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/114158351846927615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=114158351846927615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114158351846927615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114158351846927615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/03/another-week-has-past.html' title='Another week has past.'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-114105870710852103</id><published>2006-02-28T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T00:45:07.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing much to write, really...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I just finished my training course last week, which means I will be spending less time infront of the computer. Which also means that I'll blog less, since it's not what I do best with internet. Searching porn is what i do best. Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you all might have already know, rumor says fuel price increace again. I went fuel up, was crowded. Lucky I did it before 12, 8 minutes to 12 am to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing must mention, is that for past few days, KL area water was fishy. It smells like shit. Yes, shit scent water. It turns my toilet into public toilet. Lucky I have a filter, but the water somehow escapes the filter and run into my bathroom. Poor bastards that have no filter. Anything have to do with water will be shitty. Shower, shampoo all with extra scent. Imagine they cook rice with it. When they are about to eat, it smells like shit. Shity water + chivas = shity chivas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to spice stuff up, I think I'll do an album review on some of the albums I got. Dance music to be exact. Also includes chillout music and some jazz. I am not going to do pop review, it's becase I seldom listen to them, and it's all over the place, pointless for me to review them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first album review!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/1600/front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1704/2245/320/front.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is by far is one of the most enjoyable UK garage album I come across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It packs with 3 CDs of energitic classic UK garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also includes few of the frontier in the genre, such as So Solid Crew, Artful Dodger featuring Graic David, MJ Cole just to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the tracks I enjoy are: Sorry by Mosta Boy, Body Groove by Architects feat. Nana. Catchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I can only say its very classic, yet rarely heard in Malaysia, as Malaysian are more expose to radios and television. Pop culture in Malaysia more or less become the code, standard. If you put some genre that they never listen before from the radio, or TV, they will start teasing, cause their reflexs are control by big time record company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that makes this album a drawback is that it's not madley, it's not non-stop mixing. It's actually a compilation of some great UK garage over the years. So, these songs are selected. Worth trying out if you have no idea what UK garage is like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish to define how Uk garage sounds like, but I'm not capable to do so. But all in all I'll give it a 8/10. Great song to wake you up in themorning. Especially Love Shy by Kristine Blond.&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/22117363-114105870710852103?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/114105870710852103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=114105870710852103&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114105870710852103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114105870710852103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/02/nothing-much-to-write-really.html' title='Nothing much to write, really...'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-114075194010875803</id><published>2006-02-24T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T02:36:35.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I R Lazy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn't blog for past few days, mainly it's because i'm lazy. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you see, NASA has invited me cause an area with black hole, which is suppose my brain's location. So, I was blank for few days, knowing nothing to write on blog. Maybe I should be a pornstar, so I can tell you who I had sex with and what i did at work! That should spice things up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is, I don't. I'm not working, no particular hang out friends, basically have no life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need something to spice up my life! Like a new habit or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's blue and wiggles?&lt;br /&gt;A: A baby in a blue plastic bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's green and not moving?&lt;br /&gt;A: Same baby in the plastic bag after 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p/s: I do not tolerate gay talk and cyber sex, it only makes me wana roundhouse kick your balls up into your nostril so that you can smell everytime you cum. Unless you got no balls, then I'll pull your eyes down to your ass so that you can see when I beat the crap out of you!)&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/22117363-114075194010875803?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/114075194010875803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=114075194010875803&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114075194010875803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114075194010875803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-r-lazy.html' title='I R Lazy!!'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-114040556686710912</id><published>2006-02-20T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T11:19:26.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some thinking, some conversation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;First of all, thx for the comment that i recieved, regarding posting photos. The thing is, i really wish to post some photos, just that i don't know how to use photoshop. Yes, I'm a computer science graduaet. And yes i'm too stupid to learn photoshop. It's like I can fly a space shuttle if i know how to use it. But I will post some photos in near future, right after I learn how to crop and resize file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was fine, and I got the chance to caught up with few friends while they online, namely KP, Simon and Trevor. Trevor is working for a local paper for sports column. So we were chatting, some serious chat that I never done before for very long ass time. it goes something like this. (T = Trevor, Me = Me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T: This is the first day off in 2 weeks time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: wow never off for 2 weeks? Never thought Malaysia's sports sector can be that busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T: Well, lot's of events coming up, like Commenwelth and SEA game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: Oh, so you'll be reporting for training session and speeches and all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T: Yeah man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: wow, thats cool, it's like you are the frontier in Malaysia sports sector. Maybe you will be an important person in Malaysia's sports. Like a contributer or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T: (I can't really remember what he says here, cause busy typing with 1 finger.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: Our sports still have lot's of space to improve. You could be the one who witness the blossome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T: Yeah man. I just can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: In fact, we are the new generation, we will be seeing a lot of things in the future in this country, with mix feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So, it turns out I have very high hope about my country. Oh, and I asked Trevor to read and give me some comment what i should improve with my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today no gross stuff, cause it will be very long entry. Untill I figure out how da hell to post some pictures, you guys have to, erm, imagine stuff yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I getting a bass guitar, about 600 ringgit. Been looking at Ibanez, but open to any other suggestion. Any? (I don't mind 2nd hand as long as it's good.)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22117363-114040556686710912?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/114040556686710912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=114040556686710912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114040556686710912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114040556686710912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/02/some-thinking-some-conversation.html' title='Some thinking, some conversation.'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-114014152346939599</id><published>2006-02-17T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T09:58:43.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wierd news, and it hurts like hell!! (I think)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Came across some wierd ass news and this caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pencil in penis! What?! Yeap You read it right. Some dumbass making himself an ass by sticking a pencil into his Johnny for more action. It turns out the pencil went deeper and made it's way into the bladder, forcing this dude to cal the ambulance. Lucky for him, they got the pencil out. Ouch. Pencil man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link: http://www.ananova.com/news/story/sm_1722414.html?menu=news.quirkies&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's true, but it's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is trying to make his dick a hunter, shooting poison darts with his blow pipe, starts with pencil, then a bullet. "Dont move or I'll shot!" Waving his dick. BANG! "Ah that feels good! Oh shit i killed her!" Killer dick. Then he will upgrade to shotgun bullet, where he will shot in pellets. Hunting. BANG! Nasty! The dead wildboar now got a headshot and coverd with hot cum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not he just plant a tree, so that it goes stiff forever. And turn his dick into sub-species of Ent in Lords Of The Ring trilogy. It moves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if any sucker stuff a Boomerang.Atleast it flies back.&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/22117363-114014152346939599?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/114014152346939599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=114014152346939599&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114014152346939599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114014152346939599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/02/wierd-news-and-it-hurts-like-hell-i.html' title='Wierd news, and it hurts like hell!! (I think)'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-114010044233659183</id><published>2006-02-16T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T22:34:02.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back-to-Back Post: 21st March 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Right, i got nothing much to write about, so i decided to transfer some notable entry from my previous blog, and close that down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm posting my first blog on the internet (wow, sounds like I've been bloging for awhile). It's from March 21st, yeah, almost 1 year now. It reminds me my bloging motive. Word. And, oh, I personally like this entry a lot, not because of the meaning, but it makes me sounds like a writer! Hehe! Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok, my first blog... so far so good, and nothing suprise... i cant see i'm a blog person, and i dont understand y i'm doing this... cez of friend's inffluence..? cez of i'm lonely? *sob* or maybe cez i want to let some people out there to know that, theres a person called Adrian, living such kindof life, normal and ordinary life, have friends and family, do exist, and putting his bits and idea into this whole vast world of internet, and record it... so after i die, some 1 still can read my story, and inspired, and share their own version of life... heh, internet is great, its the sub invention of language, allows us to show our emotion: anger, joy and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;to be frank, i'm just crappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;just bought a book... The Great Influenza, by John M. Barry. wonder how so many things happened in last few century before those needle was poke into our ass for vaccinization when we were small... and how many was sacrifice... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;blogs are great, in the sence if u are not sure how to spell a word, u can check on online dictionary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yeap that was my intention, untill I gave up thinking something serious or emotional to write about. I rather watch cartoon and eat chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I'm broke. Please donate. Or else next week you'll on the newspaper saying "Jackass bloger wanabe die from gun shot after attempting to rob a bank. Haha!"&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/22117363-114010044233659183?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/114010044233659183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=114010044233659183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114010044233659183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/114010044233659183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/02/back-to-back-post-21st-march-2005.html' title='Back-to-Back Post: 21st March 2005'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-113997223472055823</id><published>2006-02-15T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T14:25:34.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed to write! Wana beat somebody up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;STD (Sex Transmited Desease) and VD (Very Deadly? Dangerous?) as we all know, have something to do with sex and desease. It deadly, and killing innocent everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah AIDS is the epidemic now, ruining more and more people's life and family. Just that I personally have few question. Is it really from monkeys? Is that the only answer where so much money had been spent for that kind of research?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, see, what kind of human would have sex with monkey, then have sex with human again? If thats the way the epidemic starts... That didn't really convincing for me. If you have sex with monkeys already, you are out of human sexual activity already, rite? Maybe what the scientist trying to say is the first carier is a woman and get raped by a monkey. Maybe a bunch of monkey. B ut think again, does monkey can be as sick as human, which have sex with both species? Moneky: " rrrroar!! I'll lick your fucking pussy, human bitch!!" "No!" "Then I'll fuck my monkey companion!" "!"&lt;br /&gt;Hard to imagine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is even hard to imagine a human cought a monkey and fuck it. Imagine (thats sick) you are trying to hold a monkey, which is strong, then fuck it, and go home, still horny enuf, to fuck his wife or girl friend, then this lady, fucks somebody else. I doubt that monkey even trying to grab his dick and rip it off from his torso. Eventually whle tribe or country have sex together, then AIDS spreads. Satisfy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to write some really nice entry, but I am a lil bit angry right now. You see, one of my friend had left and work in Hong Kong for few months. 3 or 6 months, could be more. And i hardly see him only, cause he is rather busy over there. Then just now, he online, and we chat a little, before he signed off. He is fine. Just that he can't really make friends there. He said people there only treat hongkie good, and if you don't look like, act like and talk like a local, they don't talk to you. Don't get me wrong, i have nothing againts the hong kong people. Maybe some of them are not like what my friend told, since he just been there for few weeks, and haven't got the time to expose. And he is OK with the current situation, so i'm happy for him. I'm sure he will make more friends there, which are not racist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once thought that I will not be pissed by anyone. I guess I'm wrong. Racist are just ugly. What makes you so special? Extremely Ugly?&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/22117363-113997223472055823?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/113997223472055823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=113997223472055823&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/113997223472055823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/113997223472055823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/02/pissed-to-write-wana-beat-somebody-up.html' title='Pissed to write! Wana beat somebody up!'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-113984605018546785</id><published>2006-02-13T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T23:54:10.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day, Another Bullcrap Entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't read if you can't tolerate bullshit.. Who am i kidding? No one reads my stuff! But thanks for read anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed people always post chat logs into thier blog, just to let people know what chatting with them like. So, I'm a copy-cat, I post part of this chat with me friend, Mr Horse*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on MSN with Mr.Horse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;horse*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; adrian's got a gf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: aww... see whos talking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: y u got all excited?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; nyah nyah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; i dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; HAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; she called u wor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2moro v day wor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: haha farny u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: y dont u try to stuff ur head up ur ass to see wether it fits....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; now tats funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; ok la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; i'm dateless 4 da 1st time in X years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: wow.. X years..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: thats long run man... respect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: well, i'm not dating anyone this year as well... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: so dont be sad cez i never date anyone for 22 years already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; dates r diff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; gf's r diff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; serious gf's r diff too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: then what was urs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; gf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: gfs r meant 2 b exs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: hehe... y break up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: dunno oso la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: when was it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: last sept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: what happend? she gone overseas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: u noe how i am wat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: i love da chase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: hmm... i never seen her before.. u never brought her out right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: hehe... playboy u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: XXX saw her though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: she pretty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: i dun think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: but XXX say she's ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: dont worry man.. u'll get use to it.. U'LL BE LIKE ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: i'm hunting again actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: wah.. whos that "her?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: tell lah... like i know her... atleast tell me how u met her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: i think u noe her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: or maybe not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: tell lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;says: we'll see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: cheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: arogant bastard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: HAHAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: not arrogant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: dowan 2 u noe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: spoil things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: then what for telling me u have target?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: whats the point of doing that? so that i know u can type?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: what are u trying to tell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: where u wana get this into?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: u asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: i tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: i can't type&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: whats the moral of the whole story?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: i'm using sppeech 2 text recognition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: moral of da story is "I'm Cool!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: no u are not.. not even close u shorty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: i AM cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: know how i cought girl's attention? i dance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: noe how i got her attention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: i prance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: and dancing always caught lady's attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: prancing is better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: (after looking through dictionary.com for prance) prance like a horse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;says: horses got big dicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: when i prance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: girls think i'm a horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: which means i've got a big dick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: which means i'll fuck em like hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: oh i know! she is an Equus caballus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: wtf is tat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: u check lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: horse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: no wonder u have 8 years long "run"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: now's da final furlong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: (changed topic) how 2 make 5k in 3 months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: rob a bank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: any idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: hmm... be felcher? since u got dick of a horse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: kenot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: i'll b tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: i bet the pay for breeding big dick horse, as it is the fifth leg of the horse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: it helps to win race...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: u never see it on race track, cez it moves damn fast... only high defination camera catches that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: thats y u seldom see ppl taking picture in race track...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: screw u man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: i need idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: i bet they are trying to breed 2 dicks ones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: 3 month? hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; says: 3 months hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: sell sperm!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;adrian says: dude if i know how to earn 5k in 3 months, i'll tell u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The rest of the day left empty. A day just won't complete without bullshit with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Name changed to protect a horse. or maybe a cowboy or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&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/22117363-113984605018546785?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/113984605018546785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=113984605018546785&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/113984605018546785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/113984605018546785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/02/another-day-another-bullcrap-entry.html' title='Another Day, Another Bullcrap Entry'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-113977080828712885</id><published>2006-02-13T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T03:00:08.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom of Speech Violated? Are You Sure?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The past few days had make me exposed to a lot of people upset about the Sarawak Tribune get suspended. Indefinetely. That rises a lot of question. Especially on freedom of speech. The following post is what I think about the whole situation. I'm not judging. I'm not qualify to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hereby declare: I respect every religion. I love my country. I'm NOT trying to offend or side on any political or special interest party. I just want to clear my mind. I'm a peace and harmony guy. And I love animals, including hamster and cats. This is only my point of view. And brendon please don't read my blog from your fancy 3G phone, this could be a long ass post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking. Only 1 question. Who does Malaysia banned the ST for?&lt;br /&gt;(Then I think even more. Untill my ass fell asleep and  i had to slap it hard to stay awake.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought about the worse case scenario, WAR. Long story short:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ST get suspended so that the oppesite party will cool down, and raise no more reason to be angry. (or question the goverment.) If the ST not suspended, things could be more like what happend in Iran, where they invaded the Denmark embassy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this, Denmark could actually find a reason, to invade the particular country. For example, terrorist attack. Dont forget, an Embassy is a representative from other country. If u invade the embassy, you invade the country. If the other country invades our country, who suffers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you; Everyone single one of us. The people. The innocent people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, "Who does Malaysia banned the ST for?" It's not a smart move, but it's the best move Malaysia can do. We are trying to avoid worse case scenario. And I sure the government had tried it's best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example to avoid worse case scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the case where Japanese government denied the historical invation in China on the starting of WW2? And then every student in China protest? And they start stomping into the Japanese Embassy? What happend next? China sends army to surround and PROTECT the Japanese Embassy. You understand the rest of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcause at fisrt I thought it wasn't really good to banned ST. That makes me questioned my freedom of speech like the some of the rest of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, freedom of speech is a very powerful weapon, and it's still new to me. In fact, it could be too new to some of us. Think twice before practicing freedom of speech. Freedom of speech is ment for intelligent people, not to yell at people. In U.S they practice freedom of speech, but if you don't do it right, people can sue you for anything, for any reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who does Malaysia made decision for? The People. Who is Malaysia trying to pretect? His People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't send me hate mail if I offended you, my mailbox is full and I only can say sorry. Again, please don't sue me, I already got nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please Think Twice.&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/22117363-113977080828712885?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/113977080828712885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=113977080828712885&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/113977080828712885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/113977080828712885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/02/freedom-of-speech-violated-are-you_13.html' title='Freedom of Speech Violated? Are You Sure?'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-113953870589278559</id><published>2006-02-10T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T10:31:45.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When mind runs wild..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I ain't no funny guy but I will try! (wow, rhymes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last entry saying wanted to blog stuff that benefitial and educational to human race.. that was ambitious and makes me think a lot... But somehow that kindof topic is bored and nobody cares if it die and rot here.. Therefore I'll change to something else that some of my friends are expected me to do; talk cock.. Lets get it started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If this blog gets big, i'll get a domain call tellyourfriendcock.com! thx to jenn for the damn idea, worse idea ever!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm going to talk about a technology. This technology has been with human race since.. errm, the born of human race... in fact longer then that... it started when animal learns how to chew and swallow. It is a very important technology, even affect everyday of our life, and still remain an important role. without this technology, we can die!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No further intro, the very tehnology that still remain in every single living and moving creature on earth!! THE SHITCUTTING TECHNOLOGY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an important technology where a lot of people ignore, but there are still some people crazy enough to study it. (those are butt facka or fegg, I'm only paying tribute to thier effort of studying butt, where they told me occasionally they recieve some brown truck and bio-gas as reward.) This is important. Without it, we could from over shit! Imagine u have to strengthen so long! What if your Brown Bag is long then u expected? I dont know u but i'm sure I cant hold me breath that long! With the shitcutter (now comes with 2 fat cheek!), you can break it into half! it worth it! You dont have to worry dying from holding your breath! You dont wana be on the newspaper: "another jasckass died in doo doo session for holding breath too long in his house, near Kuala Lumper here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, its true it will make ur butt itchy (mine does..). Yes it's true sometimes it's frustrating, cause u'll have to wipe that shit out for 3 straight hours, with 12 rolls of toilet paper. But without it, you can't hold shit! You will shit uncontrolablely without it! There will be feces al over the street, car seats, office chiar.. and fart is in the air! It is so advance, even skank and porn use it! Ever watch those porn, where the guy get bored of that Beef Curtain? They are so horny they start looking for tighter stuff. So, other then the camera crew there, they start stuffing thier John into the anus. They start butt fack with the chic. Why they can be that sick, you may ask? Cause our butt cuts shit all the time, it learns how to tighthen and enlarge at the process, training it to be more efficient in shit cutting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is how The Shitcutter venture into the entertainment industry. While at that, it lowered the pregnency risk, and increase the pleasure. It is so widely accepted, you can even turn your room mate, cell mate and buddy into your wife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Attention: No actual butt was harmed or humped during the the process of composing the blog. The organ mentioned (butt, ass, beef curtain, pussy, tounge, penis, fingers, arm, legs, balls, scrotum, etc) DOES NOT refflects any actual things out there. Please do not be offended. And please don't sue me, I already have nothing.)&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/22117363-113953870589278559?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/113953870589278559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=113953870589278559&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/113953870589278559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/113953870589278559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/02/when-mind-runs-wild_10.html' title='When mind runs wild..'/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22117363.post-113945366003156078</id><published>2006-02-09T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T11:00:22.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Moved from MSN Spaces to here, cez its slow to uplaod there.. took me 30 min to uplaod 2 pics.. hope its better here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Getting excited for first entry in Blogspot!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some time i was thinking what to blog, what to let people know what i'm thinking. But since I don't have creativity like Kenny Sia (kennysia.com), or XiaXue (xiaxue.blogspot.com), or as experience as Jeff Ooi (jeffooi.com), and I'm too broke to spend money on gadgets and review them, and certainly do not have much about life experience (shitting is what i do best). So, I turn to the most important person of all, my mom, for help. Suprisingly she was very supportive about blogging, becaue she believes it will help me improve my England Language. Here was her advice: Topics that Educational and Helpful. I don't know what to do now, cause I'm not educated and not helpful around the house. But i guess i can give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read somewhere saying Malaysian bloggers won't be consider as blogger from Malaysia IF they don't blog about racism. I guess it could be true cause thats how Malaysia society formed. If you are chinese, you proberly listen to this topic once in awhile. I personally do not disrespect anyone. Because I'm a believer in Confucius. The core of the teaching always about respect, harmony and love. It's always about other's people's feeling. The point is, i want to please everybody, still wants to address feeling I have on my suroundings and happenings. While at that, try to be funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts can always be funny. But can be misleading at times. Example, a short story after the historical event in Malaysia, 513. It happens near Kuala Lumpur, days after the bloodshed event. Schools reopens, and students are back to their respective schools. During a Malay Languge session in a primary school, a Malay teaching ask stedents to draw out thier text books. But there are few CHINESE students wasn't able to do so, in fact, they do not have any text books left. Because during the event, an angry mob raided thier home, and burned down everything. So, the teacher asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mana buku text kamu?&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Where are your text books?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student&lt;/span&gt;: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sudah di bakar, Cikgu&lt;/span&gt;." (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was burnt, Teacher&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Teacher: "Dibakar siapa?" (Who Burnt It?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: "Melayu!!" (The Malays!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I laughed about the story. But it wasn't really funny. What I laughed about was the student's courage to tell the truth. The student wasn't hesitate. But for some people, it is offensive, and i dont know why. But 1 thing for sure, if I want to blog about truth, it is hard to avoid this kind of topics, that is how the chinese society in Malaysia form, a liltle bit of racist, and a little bit of respect. That is a permenent emotional scar for Malaysia Chinese. And we are trying to avoid these topic. We are not allow to speak up in the public, but I'm not sure about blogging it. But I believe everything happens for a reason, and that, forms what Malaysia is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not good nor bad. It is cause and effect. It is karma. I believe in that, that is what every religion trying to tell. What I heard from a rumor: Before the election of 513, the Malay has already planed to riot, if thier opposite party wins, either fully or 50% of the seats. (Not sure how things works in parliment and election. Heh.). After the election, while the result yelded 50% seats for each side, the Chinese celebrates. So the riot plan remain unchange, and scheduled. To make things worse, the Chinese do some unimaginable things. They pee throw feces at mosque. Worse, they hanged pig's head in front of mosque. The angry mob grows even faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may say "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's already over, why talk about it?"&lt;/span&gt; For me, it's an important lesson to to learn from. Never Disrespect. That event has cost so much for Chinese to leanr about this. Remember the huge Buddha statue near the border of Afghan, that was destroyed by some "freedom fighter"? Buddhist all over the world was feeling sad, and non of them are doing anything about it, cause we know cause and effect. Years later, it was invaded by the U.S. And some France(?) society is restoring it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I believe in respect. (Hope this is educational.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock Knock! Who's there!? It's my turn to use the bathroom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got To Go!&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/22117363-113945366003156078?l=averageass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/feeds/113945366003156078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22117363&amp;postID=113945366003156078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/113945366003156078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22117363/posts/default/113945366003156078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://averageass.blogspot.com/2006/02/moved-from-msn-spaces-to-here-cez-its.html' title=''/><author><name>average ass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06813735149660065853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3kgfssj16g/Sy5jqnLMq8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/IpDG1XXnL1c/S220/green+eyes.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
