<?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-3407123671077466220</id><updated>2011-07-30T13:02:37.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Touch the Sky</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485561039108065796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3407123671077466220.post-1933728421158595083</id><published>2009-11-16T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T06:28:59.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Fever</title><content type='html'>Well, been awhile since updated. So here goes nuthing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams just finished, a sense of gratitude, sense of hope proceeded by the sense of duhhhhhhhhhhhhh now whut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is translated to catching back up on sleep, playing even more games, and going out even more. But a job seems to be coming on the horizon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come. Watch out! (~_~)V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3407123671077466220-1933728421158595083?l=wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1933728421158595083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3407123671077466220&amp;postID=1933728421158595083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/1933728421158595083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/1933728421158595083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/holiday-fever.html' title='Holiday Fever'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485561039108065796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3407123671077466220.post-6891197083165802610</id><published>2009-10-03T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T08:12:45.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping exams camper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;CEC CEC CEC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to camp, through the night, in the cold&lt;br /&gt;we read the notes&lt;br /&gt;of woe is us&lt;br /&gt;to sit and read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hell, i wish i could see&lt;br /&gt;the beach ocean and sea&lt;br /&gt;id be chilling in the sand&lt;br /&gt;with a coke in my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kicking back and saying hell&lt;br /&gt;this is what iv been needing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but alas woe is me&lt;br /&gt;to snap back to reality&lt;br /&gt;and see numbers and say&lt;br /&gt;fuck its thee &lt;/center&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/3407123671077466220-6891197083165802610?l=wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6891197083165802610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3407123671077466220&amp;postID=6891197083165802610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/6891197083165802610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/6891197083165802610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/camping-exams-camper.html' title='Camping exams camper'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485561039108065796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3407123671077466220.post-2919807971572237776</id><published>2009-09-23T09:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T09:27:35.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September Birthday Blues</title><content type='html'>September stands for im-going-to-go-broke-soon. Why one may ask? Well thats and obvious answer. It seems that our parents like to copulate and give birth on this particularly auspicious month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck this September has been a flurry of birthdays (mine included) and it was, although hastily planned was still as good as ever cause you know. No matter how bad a party may have been setup, the fun of a party is actually who you hang out with and have fun through the night with. Otherwise everything else just extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it doesnt matter if it was planned a day or a few hours ago, its actually the fact that you celebrate it with that person which makes a birthday worthwhile to celebrate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which we then proceed back to our normal lives. Studying and slacking, Working and playing, and all other mannerisms that would distract us from our daily routine study life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gP0KgKVmV3M/SrpLffdekHI/AAAAAAAAABo/vs0P8YAss3U/s1600-h/1242826504004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gP0KgKVmV3M/SrpLffdekHI/AAAAAAAAABo/vs0P8YAss3U/s400/1242826504004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384699308868014194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3407123671077466220-2919807971572237776?l=wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2919807971572237776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3407123671077466220&amp;postID=2919807971572237776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/2919807971572237776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/2919807971572237776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-birthday-blues.html' title='September Birthday Blues'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485561039108065796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gP0KgKVmV3M/SrpLffdekHI/AAAAAAAAABo/vs0P8YAss3U/s72-c/1242826504004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3407123671077466220.post-2477051584752029530</id><published>2009-08-30T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:33:13.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of birthdays and mamak</title><content type='html'>Happy buttday lisa! Well, looks like someone's birthday just passed. Ritual suprising, cake facing and candle eating. Not to mention flouring of an unfortunate but well deserved victim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I still wondered why we didnt go sushi since it was probably a better(not to mention a cheaper) option. Damn it where did my sushi go. Nah but still i guess TGIF was an okay choice (damn it's expensive).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; On another note, mamaks that happen with poor attendance even with prior notice. Damn release airplane-ners. But still it was okay with only 3 of us. Talked alot about people (HA to those who didnt come) till about 3am and damn it was late. Well guess thats about it. Lazy to continue typing and iv got errands to run. Hopefully we'll have another mamak session again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And damn, exams are coming. G*d damn it. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hEI5js4RCpc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hEI5js4RCpc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3407123671077466220-2477051584752029530?l=wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2477051584752029530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3407123671077466220&amp;postID=2477051584752029530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/2477051584752029530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/2477051584752029530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/of-birthdays-and-mamak.html' title='Of birthdays and mamak'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485561039108065796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3407123671077466220.post-839912713334264625</id><published>2009-07-27T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:08:48.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moony makes people go Loony</title><content type='html'>When the clock strikes 12. People start to settle down for their sleep. By 1-2am, most of the city is asleep with exceptions for a few select people. Ever wondered what happens at night to a person? Nonono, they don't go on a rampaging spree, killing everyone they see in the streets all the while sitting in the dark in their room. Well perhaps maybe a few people do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find the night quite fascinating when it comes to me. It does... strange things to people and when they realize it they'd be wow, why am i like this only at this timing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you yourself not experienced this sense of weirdness? I believe that its a fact that when the night beckons, the doors to your mind open up to everything, where basically anything said is something that you would never expect to say so openly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps one should try it or one should sleep earlier, as it might open a door to a part of your mind and soul that you may never have expected that existed in such a way and shock you to the COREEEEEEEEEEE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gP0KgKVmV3M/Sm3fC3cdV4I/AAAAAAAAABg/KtOjMvBdV70/s1600-h/Funny_Pictures_56816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gP0KgKVmV3M/Sm3fC3cdV4I/AAAAAAAAABg/KtOjMvBdV70/s400/Funny_Pictures_56816.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363187971604174722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3407123671077466220-839912713334264625?l=wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/839912713334264625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3407123671077466220&amp;postID=839912713334264625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/839912713334264625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/839912713334264625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/moony-makes-people-go-loony.html' title='Moony makes people go Loony'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485561039108065796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gP0KgKVmV3M/Sm3fC3cdV4I/AAAAAAAAABg/KtOjMvBdV70/s72-c/Funny_Pictures_56816.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3407123671077466220.post-8811686215581769366</id><published>2009-07-20T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T05:05:53.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New beginning?</title><content type='html'>A new semester starts. Starting off with a crappy timetable is not exactly a good omen, but hell, isn't that what university does to engineering students? I keep thinking that they have a private meeting just to discuss how to torture engineering students. The conversation would probably go like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dude responsible for timetable&lt;/span&gt; : Heh, now that we're done with the other courses,&lt;br /&gt;time to start with my favorite 1, engineering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Some other dude&lt;/span&gt; : Heh, i know what you mean, iv just got a great idea. what if we &lt;br /&gt;                  put like, 101 students, into a lecture theatre with seats for a 100 students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Other dude&lt;/span&gt; : I like the way you think chuck (its an expression not a name). Oh oh! &lt;br /&gt;             And, we'll set like one day with 6-7 hours of lectures straight, and the next day a 6 hour break in between 2 one hour lectures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Another dude&lt;/span&gt; : Better write em down before we forget...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes this is what i believe goes on in their discussion rooms. They make bets to see who can come up with the most diabolical timetables so that we'll suffer and i think the heads of engineering are in on it too. Those bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;conspiracy&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way there's nothing we can do about it. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Damn those bastards&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well enough of over thinking things. Hopefully this semester goes all well. Gonna start moving into my second home soon. Library here i come..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3407123671077466220-8811686215581769366?l=wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8811686215581769366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3407123671077466220&amp;postID=8811686215581769366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/8811686215581769366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/8811686215581769366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-beginning.html' title='New beginning?'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485561039108065796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3407123671077466220.post-3880705103861072910</id><published>2009-07-17T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T08:45:32.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Future, Present, Past</title><content type='html'>Ever wondered what would you turn out to be in the future? You'd say i want to be an engineer, designer, businessman, but could you ever imagine yourself in that line of work? Lets say if you were an engineer. Could you imagine yourself at a particular point where there will be a photo of you perhaps, in front of a building or something with a safety helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I must admit there have been times where i think about this. Where do i see myself in the future and i just can't imagine myself doing engineering, but its what i'm doing now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I don't usually think about this but one of my friend's brought it up indirectly (yea its andrew). If you're undecided on what to eat, try and taste your mouth and you might come to a conclusion about what you want to eat, and right now its telling me i should go eat some biscuits and get a drink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gP0KgKVmV3M/SmCcjEWLpWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/C0tmRKhpsNM/s1600-h/credits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gP0KgKVmV3M/SmCcjEWLpWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/C0tmRKhpsNM/s320/credits.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359455682847024482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3407123671077466220-3880705103861072910?l=wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3880705103861072910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3407123671077466220&amp;postID=3880705103861072910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/3880705103861072910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/3880705103861072910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/future-present-past.html' title='Future, Present, Past'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485561039108065796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gP0KgKVmV3M/SmCcjEWLpWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/C0tmRKhpsNM/s72-c/credits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3407123671077466220.post-3596326869829725503</id><published>2009-07-11T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T07:05:46.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jabless</title><content type='html'>Feeling pretty jobless now. Maybe its cause there really is no real purpose to do. Like a objective. Or maybe just lacking something that is due, like assignments and homework. NOT that i want to go back to having those again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I guess all that we really need is some kind of excitement in our lives, a small adrenaline rush or something that makes us forget for a moment the troubles that plague us which usually the solution is hanging out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gP0KgKVmV3M/SlicGjGgnhI/AAAAAAAAAAo/O9ScGVQO2XI/s1600-h/n516204137_1017834_2371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gP0KgKVmV3M/SlicGjGgnhI/AAAAAAAAAAo/O9ScGVQO2XI/s320/n516204137_1017834_2371.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357203393072897554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3407123671077466220-3596326869829725503?l=wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3596326869829725503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3407123671077466220&amp;postID=3596326869829725503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/3596326869829725503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/3596326869829725503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/jabless.html' title='Jabless'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485561039108065796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gP0KgKVmV3M/SlicGjGgnhI/AAAAAAAAAAo/O9ScGVQO2XI/s72-c/n516204137_1017834_2371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3407123671077466220.post-4437865806299978431</id><published>2009-06-26T09:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T09:37:35.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of an exam and a King that moved on</title><content type='html'>Well well, its the end of the exams. As well as the end of the King of Pop. Just heard it today, on the way to university for the final paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man that was revered by everyone in the world. King of Musics/Pop and everything else that followed him. Despite the setbacks and scandals that have plagued him he still has, no doubt touched the world with his music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, RIP to the Man in Black, King of Pop, The Moonwalker and everything else that could go with him. May you rock heaven and hell as well, thriller style yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        &lt;a&gt;   &lt;video&gt;  &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RYrUQItmW4s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RYrUQItmW4s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/video&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Btw, since he's a muslim, he's suppose to get 72 virgins when he dies. 72 virgin boys? =O (just saying)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3407123671077466220-4437865806299978431?l=wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4437865806299978431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3407123671077466220&amp;postID=4437865806299978431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/4437865806299978431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/4437865806299978431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/end-of-exam-and-king-that-moved-on.html' title='The End of an exam and a King that moved on'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485561039108065796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3407123671077466220.post-3067388139628442904</id><published>2009-06-25T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T07:25:42.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Stretch before the break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ITS&lt;br /&gt;THE&lt;br /&gt;LAST&lt;br /&gt;PAPER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Sorry, cant control myself. Condolences to chemical students who still have their papers next monday. Best of luck to your last and tomorrow's paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Already i can feel the holiday adrenaline rushing through me. After tomorrow, looks like its going to be even a busier week next week. Damn right that's right. Its going to be go-everywhere-and-try-to-go-home-late week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, off to prepare for the final paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Aim for the stars, so at least when you fall, you'll land on the clouds below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/3407123671077466220-3067388139628442904?l=wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3067388139628442904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3407123671077466220&amp;postID=3067388139628442904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/3067388139628442904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/3067388139628442904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/final-stretch-before-break.html' title='The Final Stretch before the break'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485561039108065796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3407123671077466220.post-5563673615112044739</id><published>2009-06-20T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T10:58:34.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh look. Here i am. Opening up another blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries, my other blog is still there. Except that its for private viewing. Nasty stuff. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Here i am again. Posting in another blog. &gt;_&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why am i opening up another one? Peeerrr Pressure and cause of someone. lol. Since im here time to do something efficient. Im going to start typing in full sentences. Time to keep my english in check rather then degrade it with numbers &lt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3407123671077466220-5563673615112044739?l=wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5563673615112044739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3407123671077466220&amp;postID=5563673615112044739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/5563673615112044739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3407123671077466220/posts/default/5563673615112044739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwidontknowhowtoblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-my.html' title='Oh my..'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485561039108065796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
