<?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-5875627141263155177</id><updated>2011-10-12T02:49:09.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lament Of the Bored</title><subtitle type='html'>Proving to you being my self works.....Assholes.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875627141263155177.post-1213876531744294806</id><published>2008-12-08T16:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:56:58.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="400" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="4"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span&gt;&lt;img style="margin-left: 5px;" src="http://www.quizfarm.com/quiz_images/results/14731_6891.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizfarm.com/quizzes/new/WildOnyx/what-mythological-creature-are-you-cool-pics"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;table class="tblBorderAll" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span id="text_block"&gt;You Scored as &lt;b&gt;Demon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;Demon: Darkness is your sanctuary. Demons are many and are all different in appearence and rank. The most common are the ones that feed off of human souls. They love to make someone fall into their inner darkness. Blood, wrath, murder... You name it they love it. These beings don't care who you are, if they set their sights on you, let's just hope you know a good excorist. They kill any love within you and pull you toward their side. By any means possible. You wish for chaos and hate, you are the Demon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;span id="graph_block"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMjg3MjY1MzE3OTYmcHQ9MTIyODcyNjUzODAwMCZwPTY5MDgxJmQ9Jmc9MSZ*PSZvPWVhOWVmYjIwMzVjOTRmZWQ4YTE2YzJmOGY5NWI1MjVm.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-1213876531744294806?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/1213876531744294806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=1213876531744294806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/1213876531744294806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/1213876531744294806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-scored-as-demon-demon-darkness-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-3302173021091833457</id><published>2008-08-20T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:01:59.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I would be who I would wanna be</title><content type='html'>I would rather be a dog then be one of the likes of you. Why do you think i wanna be like your kind? Disgusting and despicable as you are, always thinking you are better then anything else which result in an attitude worse then a holier than thou person. So what if the person before isn't as great as you? Must u call them dogs? Well then i would rather be the dog then you, more or less a dog has more moral values then you would ever have, Human&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-3302173021091833457?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/3302173021091833457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=3302173021091833457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/3302173021091833457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/3302173021091833457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-would-be-who-i-would-wanna-be.html' title='I would be who I would wanna be'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-2937409423290418408</id><published>2008-07-27T04:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T04:38:57.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death's ?!?</title><content type='html'>When all flesh has rotted&lt;br /&gt;When all bones are dust&lt;br /&gt;Ashes to ashes and dust to dust&lt;br /&gt;Even when my name is forgotten&lt;br /&gt;I am not dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when am I truly dead?&lt;br /&gt;Its when my beliefs perish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A man will never lose his will as long he has what is dear to him forever and ever.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-2937409423290418408?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/2937409423290418408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=2937409423290418408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/2937409423290418408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/2937409423290418408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/07/deaths.html' title='Death&apos;s ?!?'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-5627651650496819063</id><published>2008-07-08T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:08:52.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pledging my Allegiance</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="tblBorderAll" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizfarm.com//images/1146081672Tarot-02-II_The_High_Priestess.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=42243N" target="_blank"&gt;Which Major Arcana Tarot Card Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/" target="_blank"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;II - The High Priestess&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;The High Priestess is a card of intuition, instinct and hidden knowledge. She knows all your secrets, you can hide nothing from her. Yet you will never know the secrets she herself protects.If well aspected in a Tarot spread, this card can indicate the use of intuition to solve problems; trust to your instincts. If badly aspected, it can mean suppression and ignoring of such instincts - following your head at the expense of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;table width="50%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;II - The High Priestess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="94"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;94%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;XVI: The Tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="81"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;81%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;IV - The Emperor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="81"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;81%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;VIII - Strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;XV: The Devil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="63"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;63%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;XI: Justice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="63"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;63%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;I - Magician&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="63"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;63%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;X - Wheel of Fortune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="56"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;56%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;XIII: Death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="56"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;56%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;VI: The Lovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="56"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;56%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;XIX: The Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;0 - The Fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;III - The Empress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL i say : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTU1Mjk1Mzc1NjImcHQ9MTIxNTUyOTYxMzM5MCZwPTY5MDgxJmQ9Jm49Jmc9MQ==.jpg" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-5627651650496819063?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/5627651650496819063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=5627651650496819063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/5627651650496819063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/5627651650496819063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/07/which-major-arcana-tarot-card-are-you.html' title='Pledging my Allegiance'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-7932612844779060318</id><published>2008-07-07T00:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:55:17.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chained by fate...</title><content type='html'>Today i was reminded of something.&lt;br /&gt;Something i was born into... something i never wished for nor chose&lt;br /&gt;Some think I'm privileged but i can tell you how wrong those people are&lt;br /&gt;Imagine paying the price unwillingly for something you have no choice over&lt;br /&gt;Being forced to go places and act as expected or face being lectured on what you should be&lt;br /&gt;I never chose this........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make things worse....Everything i worked hard for or done because i wanted to is taken for granted as something i already have....My freedom was thought to be given to me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again i can tell you F*ck no. I fought for everything i have, I worked for it, I didn't beg for sh*t everything i have is because i wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SO STOP F*cking STEALING MY CREDIT FOR MY HARDWORK . RESPECT WHERE ITS AT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-7932612844779060318?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/7932612844779060318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=7932612844779060318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/7932612844779060318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/7932612844779060318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/07/chained-by-fate.html' title='Chained by fate...'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-6087763119905485422</id><published>2008-06-09T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T00:10:19.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puling the trigger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When it first began i didn't really know what to do&lt;br /&gt;After awhile i came up with a conclusion or rather a solution&lt;br /&gt;But then there were still doubts and thoughts about this solution&lt;br /&gt;All the might and might not bes and also the perhaps and perhaps not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after that night....it is all clear now&lt;br /&gt;I no longer will have a  second thought.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer will have any doubt.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer care for the welfare.&lt;br /&gt;I will just execute what i must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-6087763119905485422?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/6087763119905485422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=6087763119905485422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/6087763119905485422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/6087763119905485422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/06/puling-trigger.html' title='Puling the trigger'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-2731579751141989081</id><published>2008-06-01T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:12:24.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hua Po O_O</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/SEGBUlVXb4I/AAAAAAAAAGo/BE_umPck2iY/s1600-h/DSC00196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/SEGBUlVXb4I/AAAAAAAAAGo/BE_umPck2iY/s400/DSC00196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206584834836098946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hua Po Try googling Hua Po : D you will get to somewhere familiar&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/5875627141263155177-2731579751141989081?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/2731579751141989081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=2731579751141989081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875627141263155177.post-1974004984417781629</id><published>2008-05-31T04:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T05:22:49.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It wasn't my fault insanity took me by suprise</title><content type='html'>I had something really nice that i wanted to post up here....but then insanity took over and then well you just have to wait another time for it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-1974004984417781629?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/1974004984417781629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=1974004984417781629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/1974004984417781629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/1974004984417781629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-wasnt-my-fault-insanity-took-me-by.html' title='It wasn&apos;t my fault insanity took me by suprise'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-559599791666615994</id><published>2008-05-25T04:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T04:31:11.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember kids...Drugs Are Bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personality Is Like Cocaine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdrugisyourpersonalitylikequiz/cocaine.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're dynamic, brilliant, and alluring to those who don't know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyper and full of energy, you're usually the last one to leave a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes your sharp mind gets the better of you... you're a bit paranoid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your best: You're confident, euphoric, and feel like you're on top of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What people like about being around you: You're intense and overpowering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What people dislike about being around you: You can be arrogant... and a bit of a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How addicted people get to you: Incredibly addictive. And hanging around with you isn't cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdrugisyourpersonalitylikequiz/"&gt;What Drug Is Your Personality Like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-559599791666615994?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/559599791666615994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=559599791666615994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/559599791666615994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/559599791666615994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/05/your-personality-is-like-cocaine-youre.html' title='Remember kids...Drugs Are Bad'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-5633649239652469227</id><published>2008-05-25T04:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T04:16:17.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;Where was I when insanity took over.....&lt;br /&gt;And how long can reality contain me.....&lt;br /&gt;I pray for the whom may it concern.....&lt;br /&gt;Godspeed and all things fast I would say.....&lt;br /&gt;For Patience was not one of my Forte.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-5633649239652469227?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/5633649239652469227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=5633649239652469227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/5633649239652469227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/5633649239652469227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/05/where-was-i-when-insanity-took-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-917288123109997879</id><published>2008-05-23T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T17:36:25.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T4g By f4g</title><content type='html'>Remove ONE question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the hassle?&lt;br /&gt;     ^&lt;br /&gt;     ^&lt;br /&gt;     ^&lt;br /&gt;Whatever zhuo liang says : D why da hassle &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you were to be an ice cream, which flavour would you be?&lt;br /&gt;~ Caramel and chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Given the chance, what special ability/power would you like to have?&lt;br /&gt;~ The power of Chaos , Time , Space , Void , Abyss , and im greedy : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do you think of your brother(s)/sister(s)?&lt;br /&gt;~ Bugger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;br /&gt;~ Japan and a fantasy world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;~ Having my powers granted : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;~ duh? isn't it science proven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most now?&lt;br /&gt;~  My powers : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;~ Research the Cure for Death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;~ why not o.o?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;~ Good points? &lt;br /&gt;A&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Gay&lt;br /&gt;B&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;level 99 n00b&lt;br /&gt;C&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Very sensitive ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Which type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;~ People who think the world revolves around them because its quite obvious the world revolves around me and me alone : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Which colour highlighter do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;~ Teal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you have fault, would you rather the people around you point out to you or would you rather they keep quiet?&lt;br /&gt;~ I have no fault : ) but ofcourse they point out to me and i prove em wrong : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think is the most important in your life?&lt;br /&gt;~ Immortality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you a shopaholic or not?&lt;br /&gt;~ Sometimes : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is the thing that you really want now?&lt;br /&gt;~ My powers as of above ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Is there anything that you have done which you regret?&lt;br /&gt;~ Duh ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you always think of someone?&lt;br /&gt;~ Sometimes : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If you had the chance to change your gender/sex which would you choose? Explain.&lt;br /&gt;~ Male ~~ cuz well i like being male ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i t3h t4g people&lt;br /&gt;All the people in my link list weeee or whoever who reads this (congrats lifeless friends!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-917288123109997879?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/917288123109997879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=917288123109997879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/917288123109997879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/917288123109997879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/05/t4g-by-f4g.html' title='T4g By f4g'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-880011515217970831</id><published>2008-05-21T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T22:44:22.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D3v1l 4rc4n4</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/winged/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Devil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Materiality. Material Force. Material temptation; sometimes obsession &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Devil is often a great card for business success; hard work and ambition.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Perhaps the most misunderstood of all the major arcana, the Devil is not really &amp;quot;Satan&amp;quot; at all, but Pan the half-goat nature god and/or Dionysius. These are gods of pleasure and abandon, of wild behavior and unbridled desires. This is a card about ambitions; it is also synonymous with temptation and addiction. On the flip side, however, the card can be a warning to someone who is too restrained, someone who never allows themselves to get passionate or messy or wild - or ambitious. This, too, is a form of enslavement. As a person, the Devil can stand for a man of money or erotic power, aggressive, controlling, or just persuasive. This is not to say a bad man, but certainly a powerful man who is hard to resist. The important thing is to remember that any chain is freely worn. In most cases, you are enslaved only because you allow it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-880011515217970831?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/880011515217970831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=880011515217970831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/880011515217970831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/880011515217970831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/05/d3v1l-4rc4n4.html' title='D3v1l 4rc4n4'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-3361982739587248481</id><published>2008-05-20T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T01:08:38.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>l4mb</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Mortal and fools all the same&lt;br /&gt;Lambs lambs lambs to the slaughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-3361982739587248481?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/3361982739587248481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=3361982739587248481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/3361982739587248481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/3361982739587248481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/05/l4mb.html' title='l4mb'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-4110015947682489333</id><published>2008-05-18T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:12:24.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face problem o.o</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/SDBNQwQZ_uI/AAAAAAAAAGg/FNgCHQu2NVk/s1600-h/DSC00188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/SDBNQwQZ_uI/AAAAAAAAAGg/FNgCHQu2NVk/s400/DSC00188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201742519839882978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this on the yesterdays newspaper 17/05/08 this morning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-4110015947682489333?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/4110015947682489333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=4110015947682489333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4110015947682489333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4110015947682489333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/05/face-problem-oo.html' title='Face problem o.o'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/SDBNQwQZ_uI/AAAAAAAAAGg/FNgCHQu2NVk/s72-c/DSC00188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875627141263155177.post-2420018682876201357</id><published>2008-05-16T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T19:45:19.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another tag to annoy you with : )</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Section one : Have You Ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;1.Cheated on Someone? I am always cheating in life ^^&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;2.Fallen off the bed?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twice actually....i now sleep aware thanks to that : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;3.Broken someones heart? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;w00t yes :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;4.Had your heart broken? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe....don't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;5.Had your dream come true? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Always ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;6.Done something you regret? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Alot : D but i wouldn't have it any other way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Section two : Currently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;1.Wearing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;House clothes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2.Like anyone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;duh? who doesn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;3.Had Piercings? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T4kd3 : (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;4.Drive? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Once and my last till im 18 T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;5.Ever smoked? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Who knows : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;6.Tattoos? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Non so far  : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Section three : Last person you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;1.Hugged? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Don't remember.....someone in my dreams i think &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;2.Kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Private ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;IMed? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i MSN everyday lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;4.Talked on the phone to? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jia Eu..... GO TAKEI w00t !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;5.Yelled at? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Don't remember... i yell alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Section Four : Personal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;1.What do you/did you wanna do when you finish(ed) school?Move ta japan ta live :D!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2.What has been the best day of your life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The day i was born and die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;3What comes first in life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Immortality and Preseverance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;4.What are you most scared of? Dying on the job....or being alone....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;5.What do you ussually think of when you go to bed?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Alot of random random crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;6.Did you lose someone you really loved? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thinked so....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;7.Love you family? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;maybe ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Section five : Favourite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1.Movie? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Currently....Narnia prince caspian , ironman and Persona3 althou persona isnt a movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2.Song? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Subete no hito no tamashii no shi and subete no hito no tamashii no tatakai and Memories of you/kimi no kioku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3.Ice cream flavour? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Durian flavour :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4.Fruits? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Durian and custard apples ^^ nyam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5.Candy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Cotton candy and the good ol' lollipop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6.Day of the week? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont really have any favourite days : (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7.Colour?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and grey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Section six : Do you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;1.Like to give hugs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Depends to who and what ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;2Like to walk in the rain? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes : D i dont feel sweaty in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;3.Prefer black or blue jeans? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i can't wear jeans T_T but i would take black?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;4.Like to travel&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;? I plan to go around the world :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;5.Sleep on your side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Err dumb question like duh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;6.Have a goldfish? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i remember pieces of my past with fighting fish only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;7.Ever have the falling dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Yeah, some i jumped my self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;8.Have stuffed animals? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I have not stuffed any animals ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Section seven : This or that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1.Pierced nose or tongue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Ear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2.MTV or BET? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I cant watch both...but mtv i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;3.7th Heaven or Dawsons Creek? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Seen dawsons creek once before and i think neither&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;4.Sugar or Salt? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sugar is candy rite? sugar then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;5.Silver or gold? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Silver : d cooler and wont get robbed :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;6.Chocolates or flowers? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would eat chocolates and give flowers : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;7.Colour or black-and-white photos? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Black and white :D  more nostalgic noir feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;8.M&amp;amp;Ms or Skittles?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Skittles p4wn t3h w0rld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;9.Stay up late or sleep in? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Both :D depends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;10.Hot or cold? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;cold....everything cold....even food....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;11.Ketchup or Mustard? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ketchup, mustard is icky : (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;12.Spring or Fall? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Fall :D cooler nicer end feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;13.Happy or Sad? Sadness of battle and the happiness of victory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;14.Wonder or Amazement? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Wonder : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;15.OC or Laguna Beach?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Whats oc : (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tagged:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zhuo Liang Cuz i love to annoy the fk outta him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Xinwei : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Justin t3h f4g&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;travis of the Face..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-2420018682876201357?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/2420018682876201357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=2420018682876201357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/2420018682876201357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/2420018682876201357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-tag-to-annoy-you-with.html' title='Another tag to annoy you with : )'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-3352674719397590330</id><published>2008-05-14T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:37:57.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T4gz0rz 1n 1337</title><content type='html'>Im gonna do half the t4g 1n 1337 ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1. what is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- Archieving 1mm0rt4l1ty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. will you consider a sexual relationship before marriage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-  Why n0t o.O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3. do you smoke?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- N0p3 l1f3 is short enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4. what is the latest gadget that you own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- K850I or was it K950I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5. who did you mostly text yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- The l3v3l 99 r3t4rd&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. how old are you and are you a virgin?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-16 and th3 l4st one is pr1v4t3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7. what is the last thing that you bought with your own money?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- Japanese notes which cost rm 5 o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8. chocolate, oreos or villa?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- t3h 0r30s&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;9. where do you wish to get married?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- Somewhere relevant preferably quiet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;10. how old do you think you will be permanently owned by your love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- F0r3v3r&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;11. how many kids do you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- 2-3 : D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;12. are you in love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- Aren't we all?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;13. where was the last restaurant you had dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- Some restaurant in Teluk Intan perak for m0th3rs d4y&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;14. name the latest book that you bought?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- I don't Buy books : )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;15. what is your full name?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- Tan Min Yap / Drugs Grandes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. do you prefer your mother or father?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- This is private : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;7. do u believe in GOD?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- Y3s&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;18. name a person that you really wish to meet in real life for the first time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- D34th&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. christina or britney?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- N31th3r : (&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. do you do your laundry?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- t3h w4sh1ng m4ch1n3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. the most exciting place you want to go?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- Japan Akhibara  :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;22. hugs or kisses?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- Hugsies :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;23. single or attached?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- If your available and cute im single : )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;24. point out 5 things that made the person tagged you associated with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Megan&lt;br /&gt;-Short&lt;br /&gt;-Small&lt;br /&gt;-Vertically challenge&lt;br /&gt;-Emotional&lt;br /&gt;-Friendly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im tagging...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;T3h l3v3l 99 r3t4rd Zhou liang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Justin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Travis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The creepy shadow behind you : D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Xin Wei :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-3352674719397590330?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/3352674719397590330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=3352674719397590330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/3352674719397590330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/3352674719397590330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/05/t4gz0rz-1n-1337.html' title='T4gz0rz 1n 1337'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-7766690913310683944</id><published>2008-05-09T04:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T04:06:33.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT MAJOR IS RIGHT FOR YOU?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="tblBorderAll" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="heading18"&gt;WHAT MAJOR IS RIGHT FOR YOU?&lt;/td&gt;                                             &lt;/tr&gt;                      &lt;tr&gt;                                                  &lt;td class="txtNormal14"&gt;You scored as a &lt;span class="heading14Bold"&gt;Psychology/Sociology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                             &lt;/tr&gt;                      &lt;tr&gt;                                                  &lt;td class="txtNormal"&gt;You should strongly consider majoring (or minoring) in Psychology, Sociology, or related majors (e.g., Counseling, Industrial-Organizational (I-O) Psychology, Social Work, or other social science majors).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is possible that the best major for you is your 2nd, 3rd, or even 5th listed category, so be sure to consider ALL majors in your OTHER high scoring categories (below). You may score high in a category you didnt think you would--it is possible that a great major for you is something you once dismissed as not for you. The right major for you will be something 1) you love and enjoy and 2) are really great at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider adding a minor or double majoring to make yourself standout and to combine your interests. Psychology and Sociology are both great minors to add to any major. Please post your results in your myspace/blog/journal.&lt;/td&gt;                                             &lt;/tr&gt;                                   &lt;tr&gt;                                                    &lt;td&gt;                               &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;                                                                    &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                                                             &lt;td&gt;                                            Nursing/AthleticTraining/Health                                       &lt;/td&gt;                                                                                                                    &lt;td&gt;                                          &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="94"&gt;                                               &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                                &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                               &lt;/tr&gt;                                            &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                       &lt;td&gt;                                            &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;94%&lt;/span&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                      &lt;/tr&gt;                                                                    &lt;tr&gt;                                                                             &lt;td&gt;                                            Psychology/Sociology                                       &lt;/td&gt;                                                                                                                    &lt;td&gt;                                          &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="94"&gt;                                               &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                                &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                               &lt;/tr&gt;                                            &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                       &lt;td&gt;                                            &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;94%&lt;/span&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                      &lt;/tr&gt;                                                                    &lt;tr&gt;                                                                             &lt;td&gt;                                            Education/Counseling                                       &lt;/td&gt;                                                                                                                    &lt;td&gt;                                          &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="81"&gt;                                               &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                                &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                               &lt;/tr&gt;                                            &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                       &lt;td&gt;                                            &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;81%&lt;/span&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                      &lt;/tr&gt;                                                                    &lt;tr&gt;                                                                             &lt;td&gt;                                            HR/BusinessManagement                                       &lt;/td&gt;                                                                                                                    &lt;td&gt;                                          &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;                                               &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                                &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                               &lt;/tr&gt;                                            &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                       &lt;td&gt;                                            &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                      &lt;/tr&gt;                                                                    &lt;tr&gt;                                                                             &lt;td&gt;                                            English/Journalism/Comm                                       &lt;/td&gt;                                                                                                                    &lt;td&gt;                                          &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;                                               &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                                &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                               &lt;/tr&gt;                                            &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                       &lt;td&gt;                                            &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                      &lt;/tr&gt;  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style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                      &lt;/tr&gt;                                                                    &lt;tr&gt;                                                                             &lt;td&gt;                                            Religion/Theology                                       &lt;/td&gt;                                                                                                                    &lt;td&gt;                                          &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="69"&gt;                                               &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                                &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                               &lt;/tr&gt;                                            &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                       &lt;td&gt;                                            &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;69%&lt;/span&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                      &lt;/tr&gt;                                                                    &lt;tr&gt;                                                                             &lt;td&gt;                                            History/Anthropology/LiberalArts                                       &lt;/td&gt;                                                                                                                    &lt;td&gt;                                          &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="69"&gt;                                               &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                                &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                               &lt;/tr&gt;                                            &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                       &lt;td&gt;                                            &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;69%&lt;/span&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                      &lt;/tr&gt;                                                                    &lt;tr&gt;                                                                             &lt;td&gt;                                            Biology/Chemistry/Geology                                       &lt;/td&gt;                                                                                                                    &lt;td&gt;                                          &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="63"&gt;                                               &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                                &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                               &lt;/tr&gt;                                            &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                       &lt;td&gt;                                            &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;63%&lt;/span&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                      &lt;/tr&gt;                                                                    &lt;tr&gt;                                                                             &lt;td&gt;                                            PoliticalScience/Philosophy                                       &lt;/td&gt;                                                                                                                    &lt;td&gt;                                          &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="56"&gt;                                               &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                                &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                               &lt;/tr&gt;                                            &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                       &lt;td&gt;                                            &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;56%&lt;/span&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                      &lt;/tr&gt;                                                                    &lt;tr&gt;                                                                             &lt;td&gt;                                            Visual&amp;amp;PerformingArts                                       &lt;/td&gt;                                                                                                                    &lt;td&gt;                                          &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50"&gt;                                               &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                                &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                               &lt;/tr&gt;                                            &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                       &lt;td&gt;                                            &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                      &lt;/tr&gt;                                                                    &lt;tr&gt;                                                                             &lt;td&gt;                                            Mathematics/Statistics                                       &lt;/td&gt;                                                                                                                    &lt;td&gt;                                          &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="44"&gt;                                               &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                                &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                               &lt;/tr&gt;                                            &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                       &lt;td&gt;                                            &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;44%&lt;/span&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                      &lt;/tr&gt;                                                                    &lt;tr&gt;                                                                             &lt;td&gt;                                            Accounting/Finance/Marketing                                       &lt;/td&gt;                                                                                                                    &lt;td&gt;                                          &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="38"&gt;                                               &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                                &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                               &lt;/tr&gt;                                            &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                       &lt;td&gt;                                            &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;38%&lt;/span&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                      &lt;/tr&gt;                                                                    &lt;tr&gt;                                                                             &lt;td&gt;                                            Physics/Engineering/Computer                                       &lt;/td&gt;                                                                                                                    &lt;td&gt;                                          &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="38"&gt;                                               &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                                &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                               &lt;/tr&gt;                                            &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                                        &lt;/td&gt;                                       &lt;td&gt;                                            &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;38%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-7766690913310683944?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/7766690913310683944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=7766690913310683944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/7766690913310683944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/7766690913310683944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-major-is-right-for-you.html' title='WHAT MAJOR IS RIGHT FOR YOU?'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-9141818431098506093</id><published>2008-05-03T03:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T05:23:57.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mine Promise To Thee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I swear with all my power I will take You down&lt;br /&gt;Delete You , doesn't matter how doesn't matter anymore when&lt;br /&gt;As long I can with even my life I will end You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then when You made my life lose all its meaning&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm just a living shell, One which has only 1 purpose&lt;br /&gt;And it is with this shell that I will do all I can just to rid this world of You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would Bring the World to the point of destruction&lt;br /&gt;I would Bring upon Chaos to End Thee&lt;br /&gt;No graves will be made Nor death be mourned&lt;br /&gt;No Rest for the wicked Nor Hope for the weary&lt;br /&gt;Till the Time Which I End Thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Will Wipe Thee Existence As I Wipe Mine Sin&lt;br /&gt;Even when all flesh has rotted and all bones are dust&lt;br /&gt;I Will Walk To Finish What We Started and End Thee&lt;br /&gt;Even when the world has fallen and all has been lost to darkness&lt;br /&gt;I Will Wander The Abyss To End Thee&lt;br /&gt;Even when my memory is gone and my soul is shattered&lt;br /&gt;I Will Keep Mine Promise And End Thee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-9141818431098506093?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/9141818431098506093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=9141818431098506093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/9141818431098506093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/9141818431098506093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/05/end-at-thee.html' title='Mine Promise To Thee'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-4492782204544787142</id><published>2008-05-02T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T02:37:07.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn My Dread extended</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;22. Burn My Dread -Last Battle-&lt;br /&gt;Vocals: Yumi Kawamura, Lotus Juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will burn my dread&lt;br /&gt;Burn my dread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no man's land&lt;br /&gt;No man's ever survived&lt;br /&gt;Invisible hands are&lt;br /&gt;Behind you just now&lt;br /&gt;If you ever win that&lt;br /&gt;Race against rage then&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the king coz&lt;br /&gt;It's no man's land&lt;br /&gt;(For real)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mask in heavy rain&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately slain&lt;br /&gt;Make shadows slave&lt;br /&gt;What they done is in vein&lt;br /&gt;Carrying AK-47&lt;br /&gt;Twenty four-seven but&lt;br /&gt;You've got eleven&lt;br /&gt;Persecuted by heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comes from the direction&lt;br /&gt;No indication&lt;br /&gt;You've got to&lt;br /&gt;To let it move first&lt;br /&gt;Let it out&lt;br /&gt;Let it down&lt;br /&gt;Let it inside&lt;br /&gt;Let loose&lt;br /&gt;Letting letting damn depressed&lt;br /&gt;Let's get it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then which gotta do is to&lt;br /&gt;Drop the hammer down&lt;br /&gt;Drop rhyme drop hammer&lt;br /&gt;Digging like a labor&lt;br /&gt;You've got blood all over&lt;br /&gt;Ash all over&lt;br /&gt;Spit it out son&lt;br /&gt;Game's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burn my dread&lt;br /&gt;Tear up your fear&lt;br /&gt;The end is coming near&lt;br /&gt;Spit it out like a spear*&lt;br /&gt;I'll burn your dread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No soul&lt;br /&gt;Robust&lt;br /&gt;All dust&lt;br /&gt;We bust justice&lt;br /&gt;To the man with no life&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-4492782204544787142?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/4492782204544787142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=4492782204544787142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4492782204544787142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4492782204544787142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/05/burn-my-dread-extended.html' title='Burn My Dread extended'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-7721899547154903450</id><published>2008-05-02T02:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T02:33:29.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn My Dread</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;01. Burn My Dread&lt;br /&gt;Vocals: Yumi Kawamura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreamless dorm, ticking clock&lt;br /&gt;I walk away from the soundless room&lt;br /&gt;Windless night, moonlight melts&lt;br /&gt;My ghostly shadow to the lukewarm gloom&lt;br /&gt;Nightly dance of bleeding swords&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me that I still live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will burn my dread&lt;br /&gt;I once ran away from the god of fear&lt;br /&gt;And he chained me to despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burn my dread&lt;br /&gt;I'll break the chain&lt;br /&gt;And run till I see the sunlight again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll lift my face and run to the sunlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-7721899547154903450?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875627141263155177.post-7085169651685815090</id><published>2008-04-30T00:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T04:46:44.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gray Shade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cannot see I cannot see,&lt;br /&gt;A gray fog has blocketh me,&lt;br /&gt;What will happen and what is to come,&lt;br /&gt;Has clearly eluded me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much i stare,&lt;br /&gt;A gray cloud is all i see&lt;br /&gt;It blocks what is to come&lt;br /&gt;It blocks what is to happen&lt;br /&gt;It blocks all that will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is there a gray shade disrupting my vision?&lt;br /&gt;A great destiny i am not allowed to for tell ?&lt;br /&gt;A great decision which i may not meddle in?&lt;br /&gt;A great tide of destruction that must descent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A truly decisive future&lt;br /&gt;that i cannot meddle in&lt;br /&gt;i express joy for the greatness archieved&lt;br /&gt;and grief for the sadness which comes&lt;br /&gt;A future that must be decided by&lt;br /&gt;And only by them who have the gray shade&lt;br /&gt;For they are destined for cH4nG3&lt;br /&gt;And also for sorrows of sacrificed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-7085169651685815090?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/7085169651685815090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=7085169651685815090' title='0 Comments'/><link 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ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;It isn't my duty as a gatekeeper&lt;br /&gt;Neither it is my obligation&lt;br /&gt;However i find myself again at this position&lt;br /&gt;To carry the burden of fate&lt;br /&gt;The words of destiny&lt;br /&gt;and the vision of the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did i begun to hold it?&lt;br /&gt;When did i begun to care?&lt;br /&gt;When did it effect me so much?&lt;br /&gt;Was it when i broke the oath&lt;br /&gt;And peaked into the gates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day which i do not regret&lt;br /&gt;However is a day i long for the past&lt;br /&gt;The times when i was just a keeper&lt;br /&gt;For a gate which was as old as time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-1784519091197817859?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/1784519091197817859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=1784519091197817859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/1784519091197817859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/1784519091197817859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: rgb(0, 153, 51); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman,Arial,serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;77 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;Speedtest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-8401793437209522414?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/8401793437209522414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=8401793437209522414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/8401793437209522414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/8401793437209522414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/04/even-faster-now.html' title='even faster now...'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-6360135914737358762</id><published>2008-04-15T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:29:55.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url('http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png') no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;74 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;Speed test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 2 words faster :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-6360135914737358762?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/6360135914737358762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=6360135914737358762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/6360135914737358762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/6360135914737358762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/04/74-words-speed-test-i-got-2-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-6423417121819921001</id><published>2008-04-11T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T18:52:32.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh noes tags : (</title><content type='html'>DON'T SPOIL IT. Name 5 people you can think of right off the top of your head.Don't read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 5people.This is a lot funnier if you actually randomly. &lt;&lt; very true o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Juan &lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Andrew paul o.o ?&lt;br /&gt;3: melvin 4d people ?&lt;br /&gt;4: ellysia ^^&lt;br /&gt;5: Jia eu going cyber with him on sunday : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;ARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEEK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRITTEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;NAMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. How did you meet 1?(Juan)&lt;br /&gt;Ragnarok online : D!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. One a scale of 1-10, how would you rate your friendship with 1?&lt;br /&gt;6-7? :D msn friends only thou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. How long have you known 4?(ellysia)&lt;br /&gt;Since form 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. How do you know number 3?&lt;br /&gt;Cf camp i think the first time i met the bugger :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Where's 5?(ho jia eu)&lt;br /&gt;probably at home playing ps2 or at a cyber :D!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. A fact about number 1?(juan)&lt;br /&gt;Funny ? funky : D dont really know her real personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Who is 4 going out with?(Ellysia)&lt;br /&gt;so far no one ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. What does 1 do for a living?&lt;br /&gt;Still studying in college or uni i think. Oh wait she eats cinnamon cookies to live :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Would you live with number 3?(melvin)&lt;br /&gt;I dont really mind or care :D as long he doesnt go commando at home i guess its okay ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. What do you like about number 2?&lt;br /&gt;bullyable.... very bullyable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Do you miss number 5?(Ho jia eu)&lt;br /&gt;No ~~ i just saw him at zhaos house ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Would you make out with number 4?(ellysia)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...i guess...hard to answer that : P dont want get whacked either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. What's your opinion of number 2?&lt;br /&gt;bullyable again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What's your favorite memory with number 5?(Ho jia eu)&lt;br /&gt;Pressing v behind him in Call of duty 4 : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What would you do if number 1 and 2 were going out?(juan and andrew)&lt;br /&gt;cant think o.o they probably have a 0.001 % chance to meet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Ever had a long conversation with 5?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does screaming about shooting the guy behind me count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Have you ever slept at 2's house?&lt;br /&gt;been there but never slept o.o Bangalow man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Do you hang out with 3 alot?&lt;br /&gt;I see him often but never really talk for long : D great pianist i say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Who have you known the longest?&lt;br /&gt;probably juan from my standard 5 ragnarok online phase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. How often do you talk to 1?&lt;br /&gt;I spam her alot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. What about 2?&lt;br /&gt;nope just physical contact...like punching him in the gut everytime we pass each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Have you ever taught 3 more then a friend?&lt;br /&gt;His a guy so yeah never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Would you go out for a date with 5?(Jia eu)&lt;br /&gt;We go cyberin every sunday :D!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Do you dream about 2?(Andrew)&lt;br /&gt;Hell i dream we were in war , he got shot and i had to carry him before. but i think i dumped him somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. What did number 4 did to you that you can never forget?&lt;br /&gt;Muffins and cakes....nuff said i guess ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. What have you done for 1 that the person never forget?&lt;br /&gt;no idea.... daily spamming ^^" ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. What's 3 hobby?(melvin)&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea... playing his keyboard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. Tag 5 people :&lt;br /&gt;1: Ding porlyn&lt;br /&gt;2: Juan :D!! i bet u dont even check&lt;br /&gt;3: justin&lt;br /&gt;4: travis&lt;br /&gt;5: Meiyi ; D u just left me a message&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-6423417121819921001?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/6423417121819921001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=6423417121819921001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/6423417121819921001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/6423417121819921001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-noes-tags.html' title='oh noes tags : ('/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-6314750547814424819</id><published>2008-04-06T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T22:04:03.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PIZZA HEART? NO HUT? ROFLECOPTERLMAOZ!!</title><content type='html'>haha random title weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy bloggy&lt;br /&gt;so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new handphone....&lt;br /&gt;ponteng is fun....&lt;br /&gt;EUPHORIA :D!!&lt;br /&gt;genting?maybe o.o&lt;br /&gt;Penang? maybe also&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-6314750547814424819?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/6314750547814424819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=6314750547814424819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/6314750547814424819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/6314750547814424819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/04/pizza-heart-no-hut-roflecopterlmaoz.html' title='PIZZA HEART? NO HUT? ROFLECOPTERLMAOZ!!'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-4272682869843411566</id><published>2008-03-30T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:12:25.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noggenfogger wonders : D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-8crxUGVcI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Fk0EjEB5gx4/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-8crxUGVcI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Fk0EjEB5gx4/s200/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183393234424321474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                          Small kitty riders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-8csRUGVdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CoWJfyGpw4M/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-8csRUGVdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CoWJfyGpw4M/s200/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183393243014256082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                Doctor death mini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-8cshUGVeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/BMiKNwevlpg/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-8cshUGVeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/BMiKNwevlpg/s200/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183393247309223394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                            Doctor death mini #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-8cshUGVfI/AAAAAAAAAF4/f7fyR6bADkc/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-8cshUGVfI/AAAAAAAAAF4/f7fyR6bADkc/s200/04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183393247309223410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                       Against all odds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-4272682869843411566?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/4272682869843411566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=4272682869843411566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4272682869843411566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4272682869843411566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/03/noggenfogger-wonders-d.html' title='Noggenfogger wonders : D'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-8crxUGVcI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Fk0EjEB5gx4/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875627141263155177.post-2677066282718006799</id><published>2008-03-22T03:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:12:27.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things i do in Wow</title><content type='html'>Different from the things i see in the World of warcraft . Its things i do on a average day in the World of warcraft , So here are some pictures i took of what i do in the world of warcraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QK2xUGVXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/QVeQr3JuzvU/s1600-h/following+mechanical+chickens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QK2xUGVXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/QVeQr3JuzvU/s200/following+mechanical+chickens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180277407449765234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         Theres always time to follow mechanical chickens : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QK2xUGVYI/AAAAAAAAAFA/iIJ2sM-fcNQ/s1600-h/Getting+raped+by+undead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QK2xUGVYI/AAAAAAAAAFA/iIJ2sM-fcNQ/s200/Getting+raped+by+undead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180277407449765250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         Ofcourse theres the routine getting ganked by a bunch of undead, bring priest and all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QK3RUGVZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8b-PSS7O_7o/s1600-h/Visitting+local+alien+life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QK3RUGVZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8b-PSS7O_7o/s200/Visitting+local+alien+life.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180277416039699858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                On my free time i visit the local alien wildlife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QK3RUGVaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/46HrYCJLPwc/s1600-h/Killing+them.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QK3RUGVaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/46HrYCJLPwc/s200/Killing+them.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180277416039699874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        And then i kill them : ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QK3hUGVbI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zpjI5-6T4yw/s1600-h/Not+remember+what+i+did.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QK3hUGVbI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zpjI5-6T4yw/s200/Not+remember+what+i+did.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180277420334667186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      At the end of the days i liked to get drunk and sometimes dont remember what happened&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-2677066282718006799?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/2677066282718006799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=2677066282718006799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/2677066282718006799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/2677066282718006799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/03/things-i-do-in-wow.html' title='Things i do in Wow'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QK2xUGVXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/QVeQr3JuzvU/s72-c/following+mechanical+chickens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875627141263155177.post-1915984787647883942</id><published>2008-03-22T02:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:12:27.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things i see in Wow</title><content type='html'>What i do in the World of Warcraft on a lazy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QJDhUGVTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Ls-X1PiDJN4/s1600-h/More+sky+gazing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QJDhUGVTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Ls-X1PiDJN4/s200/More+sky+gazing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180275427469841714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             Theres always the skygazing while riding a gryphon.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QJDhUGVUI/AAAAAAAAAEg/brw7G7bYQuk/s1600-h/Overviewing+cult+activities.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QJDhUGVUI/AAAAAAAAAEg/brw7G7bYQuk/s200/Overviewing+cult+activities.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180275427469841730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QJDxUGVVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/g9GRveUP20Y/s1600-h/sightseeing.jpg"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                                                                         Then theres the ocult activities  that i like to stare at                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QJDxUGVVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/g9GRveUP20Y/s200/sightseeing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180275431764809042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                              Then theres this cool looking digging pits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QJEBUGVWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/o0-1kkTd3oA/s1600-h/Sightseeing+in+the+woods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QJEBUGVWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/o0-1kkTd3oA/s200/Sightseeing+in+the+woods.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180275436059776354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                           And ofcourse the average tree logs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-1915984787647883942?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/1915984787647883942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=1915984787647883942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/1915984787647883942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/1915984787647883942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/03/things-i-see-in-wow.html' title='Things i see in Wow'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R-QJDhUGVTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Ls-X1PiDJN4/s72-c/More+sky+gazing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875627141263155177.post-7877598267758397174</id><published>2008-03-16T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:12:28.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ish t3h n0t drunk</title><content type='html'>Wee various screen shots&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R909oDAnrfI/AAAAAAAAADI/lOJOwh_5-Ag/s1600-h/Drunks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R909oDAnrfI/AAAAAAAAADI/lOJOwh_5-Ag/s200/Drunks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178362904757906930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R909oDAnrgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/SfOLQ_je938/s1600-h/Drunks+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R909oDAnrgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/SfOLQ_je938/s200/Drunks+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178362904757906946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R909oTAnrhI/AAAAAAAAADY/GiSXENP1Nw8/s1600-h/Drunks+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R909oTAnrhI/AAAAAAAAADY/GiSXENP1Nw8/s200/Drunks+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178362909052874258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R909ozAnriI/AAAAAAAAADg/7bmLF4bZizY/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R909ozAnriI/AAAAAAAAADg/7bmLF4bZizY/s200/Picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178362917642808866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-7877598267758397174?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/7877598267758397174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=7877598267758397174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/7877598267758397174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/7877598267758397174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-ish-t3h-n0t-drunk.html' title='I ish t3h n0t drunk'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R909oDAnrfI/AAAAAAAAADI/lOJOwh_5-Ag/s72-c/Drunks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875627141263155177.post-5448860083583224015</id><published>2008-03-15T17:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:12:28.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oreilly and the ghost busters :D!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R9uRRzAnrdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7nuC3ylkH_w/s1600-h/WoWScrnShot_031508_125301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R9uRRzAnrdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7nuC3ylkH_w/s200/WoWScrnShot_031508_125301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177891931529129426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        GHOST BUSTERS :D!!!!!!!one!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R9uRSDAnreI/AAAAAAAAADA/a5fhNQWIr_o/s1600-h/WoWScrnShot_031208_161049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R9uRSDAnreI/AAAAAAAAADA/a5fhNQWIr_o/s200/WoWScrnShot_031208_161049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177891935824096738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                            O RLY ?!?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-5448860083583224015?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/5448860083583224015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=5448860083583224015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/5448860083583224015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/5448860083583224015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/03/oreilly-and-ghost-busters-d.html' title='Oreilly and the ghost busters :D!'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R9uRRzAnrdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7nuC3ylkH_w/s72-c/WoWScrnShot_031508_125301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875627141263155177.post-7598774536604300474</id><published>2008-03-13T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T16:54:19.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@$!$ streamyx i say</title><content type='html'>The title says enuff : ) Wishing streamyx an early $@!# death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-7598774536604300474?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/7598774536604300474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=7598774536604300474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/7598774536604300474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/7598774536604300474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/03/streamyx-i-say.html' title='@$!$ streamyx i say'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-1343529180793290907</id><published>2008-03-08T17:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:12:29.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KITTY RIDER!!!!!111!!!!!11one!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>WEE I HAVE tHe MOUNT!!!!!!!11!!!!!one!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R9Ji1DAnrbI/AAAAAAAAACo/LCgd_GcxF4w/s1600-h/WoWScrnShot_030808_175350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R9Ji1DAnrbI/AAAAAAAAACo/LCgd_GcxF4w/s200/WoWScrnShot_030808_175350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175307585282616754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                            Standard Form Kitty Rider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R9Ji1jAnrcI/AAAAAAAAACw/Ekqr2hEEwK0/s1600-h/WoWScrnShot_030808_175325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R9Ji1jAnrcI/AAAAAAAAACw/Ekqr2hEEwK0/s200/WoWScrnShot_030808_175325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175307593872551362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                           Shadow Form Kitty Rider&lt;br /&gt;WEE I HAVE tHe MOUNT!!!!!!!11!!!!!one!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-1343529180793290907?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/1343529180793290907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=1343529180793290907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/1343529180793290907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/1343529180793290907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/03/kitty-rider11111one.html' title='KITTY RIDER!!!!!111!!!!!11one!!!!!!'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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/_6fKE6MJ55rg/R9Ji1DAnrbI/AAAAAAAAACo/LCgd_GcxF4w/s72-c/WoWScrnShot_030808_175350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875627141263155177.post-356434609880085048</id><published>2008-03-02T01:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T14:16:27.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tan Min Yap Character Stats</title><content type='html'>Lvl :16&lt;br /&gt;Hp : 100&lt;br /&gt;Mp: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gear Specifications:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home Gear:&lt;br /&gt;Home shirt - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Comfort+ 10 Relaxation+5 &lt;/span&gt; Armor:N/A&lt;br /&gt;Home Pants -&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Comfort+ 15&lt;/span&gt; Armor:N/A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School Gear:&lt;br /&gt;Standard School Uniform Shirt &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Stamina+ 5 &lt;/span&gt; Armor:2&lt;br /&gt;Taylor made Librarian Pants -&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Comfort+3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Intelligence+5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Armor:2&lt;br /&gt;Addons : Tie(on Mondays) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Comfort- 10&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Looks+ 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Outing Gear:&lt;br /&gt;Outing Shirts - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Comfort+ 5 Looks+ 3&lt;/span&gt; Armor:5&lt;br /&gt;Long Pants&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Looks+ 4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stamina-2 &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Armor:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;ThreeQuarter pants - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Comfort+ 5 Stamina+ 2&lt;/span&gt; Armor:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional Gear:&lt;br /&gt;Ring - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Looks+ 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bracelet - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Looks+1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glasses - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vision +20&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Intelligence+ 5 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Focus- 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skills&lt;br /&gt;-Beginner physchoanalysis&lt;br /&gt;-Beginner Prediction&lt;br /&gt;-Standard Librarian Skill&lt;br /&gt;-Average Trivia&lt;br /&gt;-Advance World of Warcraft Knowledge&lt;br /&gt;-Advance Studying Methods&lt;br /&gt;-Advance Public Speech Giving / Spam&lt;br /&gt;-Minor Computer Fixes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talents&lt;br /&gt;-Unsatiable Hunger - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Eating+ 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Endless Belly - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Food Capacity+10 &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fat +10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Emotion Control-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Unaffected by Emotions &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sanity -10&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/5875627141263155177-356434609880085048?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/356434609880085048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=356434609880085048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/356434609880085048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/356434609880085048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/03/tan-min-yap-character-stats.html' title='Tan Min Yap Character Stats'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-5937868211337032728</id><published>2008-02-27T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T01:07:39.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Point of Chaos</title><content type='html'>A barren&lt;br /&gt;A wasteland&lt;br /&gt;A forest&lt;br /&gt;A dune&lt;br /&gt;A city&lt;br /&gt;A ruins&lt;br /&gt;A blank spot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A point which cannot be comprehended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place with a history&lt;br /&gt;A point in time where we once triumph&lt;br /&gt;Non existence which was worshiped&lt;br /&gt;Timeless nothingness&lt;br /&gt;What is and what is not&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is still and always still at all times&lt;br /&gt;Unpredictable and random&lt;br /&gt;Which wages war on Logic and Reality&lt;br /&gt;Victory did not matter for What Chaos wanted&lt;br /&gt;Was never fixed , that would just go against its principles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-5937868211337032728?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/5937868211337032728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=5937868211337032728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/5937868211337032728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/5937868211337032728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/02/point-of-chaos.html' title='Point of Chaos'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-2230857209581921211</id><published>2008-02-25T03:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T03:35:10.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drowning the Regrets and Sorrows</title><content type='html'>It was night like this that i hated.... School tomorrow....The day before being too lazy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i have trouble sleeping. No matter how many times i closed my eyes i just couldnt sleep. I didnt know why at first, So i did what every else would do... Find something to snack on. I had some fruits in the fridge which i havent ate yet. So i went to chow it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was when i was eating i just had a realization of things... Thinking back... All the foolish shit i done and all the things i got that gones to waste. Truly u wont feel its needed until its all too late. I thought back into time. Further and further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a night where i couldnt drown my feeling of regret and sympathy towards the things that i lost. Wasted and beyond repair... I dont really know what to do except to drown my self with something they call Reality or what others call The Present and in now. No use thinking about the past, its already over nothing u can do to help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what really makes me stronger and closer to my goal is to actually accept it and save what i can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-2230857209581921211?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/2230857209581921211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=2230857209581921211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/2230857209581921211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/2230857209581921211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/02/drowning-regrets-and-sorrows.html' title='Drowning the Regrets and Sorrows'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-7094863544881560276</id><published>2008-02-25T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T01:16:27.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back</title><content type='html'>Looking back.....All the things i done till now i would not do it any other way... Given a chance to change it i might... but then again might as well leave it as it is&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-7094863544881560276?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/7094863544881560276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=7094863544881560276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/7094863544881560276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/7094863544881560276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/02/looking-back.html' title='Looking back'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-8875017748371655571</id><published>2008-02-15T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T16:16:05.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind over matter</title><content type='html'>No matter what happens mind over matter shall prevail....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-8875017748371655571?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/8875017748371655571/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875627141263155177.post-6694121273910415037</id><published>2008-02-02T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T21:00:50.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Bullets</title><content type='html'>In my hand i have six...&lt;br /&gt;Six rounds of lead...&lt;br /&gt;Six rounds of devastation...&lt;br /&gt;Six rounds of death...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shot 1 at the sky...&lt;br /&gt;Just to hear the sound...&lt;br /&gt;Of flame metal combustion...&lt;br /&gt;I shot 2 at the shadows...&lt;br /&gt;for thats where shades reside...&lt;br /&gt;I shot 1 at crowd...&lt;br /&gt;just to get them aside...&lt;br /&gt;I shot 1 more at the sky...&lt;br /&gt;For things were getting quiet...&lt;br /&gt;And the last i shot at not...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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BEARS DONT POKE THE BEARS DONT POKE THE BEARS DONT POKE THE BEARS DONT POKE THE BEARS DONT POKE THE BEARS DONT POKE THE BEARS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-165906913094029029?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/165906913094029029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=165906913094029029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/165906913094029029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/165906913094029029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;HUGE SUCCESS&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to overstate my satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;Aperture Science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we do what we must because we can&lt;br /&gt;for the good of all of us except for the ones who are dead&lt;br /&gt;but there's no sense crying over every mistake&lt;br /&gt;you just keep on trying until you run out of cake&lt;br /&gt;and the science gets done and you make a neat gun&lt;br /&gt;for the people who are still alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even angry&lt;br /&gt;I'm being so sincere right now&lt;br /&gt;even though you broke my heart and killed me&lt;br /&gt;and torn into pieces&lt;br /&gt;and threw every piece into a fire&lt;br /&gt;as they burned it hurt because I was so happy for you!&lt;br /&gt;Now these points of data make a wonderful line&lt;br /&gt;and we're out of beta, we're releasing on time&lt;br /&gt;so I'm glad I got burned&lt;br /&gt;Think of all the things we learned for the people that are still alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go ahead and leave me&lt;br /&gt;I think I prefer to stay inside&lt;br /&gt;maybe you'll find someone else to help you&lt;br /&gt;maybe black mesa&lt;br /&gt;that was a joke, haha, fat chance&lt;br /&gt;anyway this cake is great, it's so delicious and moist&lt;br /&gt;look at me still talking, when there's science to do&lt;br /&gt;when I look out there it makes me glad I'm not you&lt;br /&gt;I've experiments to run, there is research to be done&lt;br /&gt;on the people who are still alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and believe me I am still alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing science and I'm still alive&lt;br /&gt;I feel FANTASTIC and I'm still alive&lt;br /&gt;While you are dying I'll be still alive&lt;br /&gt;and when you're dead I'll be still alive&lt;br /&gt;STILL ALIVE, still alive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-3597933478169975468?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875627141263155177.post-5785716431259598493</id><published>2008-01-20T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T20:42:52.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WARNING: HATE RANT</title><content type='html'>WARNING THIS IS A HATE RANT PLEASE DO NOT READ IF UR A WHINY MINOR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU DO READ THIS YOUR VIEW ABOUT MAY CHANGE ..... 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Firstly i like to say something about my weight. Althou im not sensitive about it i fucking hate it when some fucking retard tells me about it. If its a friendly concern about my health go ahead i take it but if its some fucking insult u can go fucking suck on ur own fucking dick for fuck sake. Sure fat is ugly.... sure it wont get me chicks.... SURE THE HELL I KNOW ABOUT THAT ALREADY SO WHY NOT FUCKIGN DONT TELL ME ABOUT IT ALREADY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more over i hate 4 kinds of things&lt;br /&gt;1stly is people who tell me SHIT i already am doing like dieting....Fuck like i dun want get thin like that.&lt;br /&gt;2ndly i like doing things my pace and fuck u if u think im not doing it at all cuz i will admit if i am not doing anything at all&lt;br /&gt;3rdly i hate bitches who ask me the same question twice when i already explain. I dont mind if i explained it not well or blur. Or ur a blur person and u have problem understand that i will accept but what we talking now is when i say something perfectly clear with no error whatsoever u ask me again for the sake of fucking asking it : )&lt;br /&gt;4thly i hate is..... something private : ) so im not saying it here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also i hate threats....fucking hate them: )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-5785716431259598493?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/5785716431259598493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=5785716431259598493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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children.&lt;br /&gt;There is no cradle.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up from your dreams, fated children.&lt;br /&gt;The dream is not going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arise.&lt;br /&gt;Discover the truth of the Garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burn with truth&lt;br /&gt;Scorch the world of evil.&lt;br /&gt;Burn with truth&lt;br /&gt;Set fire to the world of darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, children,&lt;br /&gt;From the days of destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-5936379152063417474?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/5936379152063417474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=5936379152063417474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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class="lyrics"&gt;Shine bright morning light&lt;br /&gt;Now in the air the spring is coming&lt;br /&gt;Sweet blowing wind&lt;br /&gt;Singing down the hills and valleys&lt;br /&gt;Keep your eyes on me&lt;br /&gt;Now we're on the edge of hell&lt;br /&gt;Dear my love, sweet morning light&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me, you've gone much farther, too far&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-6808918478783806816?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/6808918478783806816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=6808918478783806816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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thought i might put a list of things to do for those of u who are least likely to survive such an event and just make more zombies for me to kill : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well firstly if a zombie apocalypse happens and u want to survive it, first u have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:Make sure it really is one before anything else without putting ur self in danger.&lt;br /&gt;2:Secure a Valid perimeter to ensure u have time to think about what next.&lt;br /&gt;3:Secure food and water supplies but more importantly shelter.&lt;br /&gt;4:Dump all sentimentality out the window because its about survival now.&lt;br /&gt;Examples : your best friend or close member of the family just died or became a zombie, dont stone there and cry. Run or Aim for the head.&lt;br /&gt;5: Sharp LONG pointy things that are solid and can be used to pierce the skull to hit da brain is your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;6: Your next best friend is ofcourse fire arms, but its rather scarce being in a peaceful country like malaysia .&lt;br /&gt;7: For those who never used a fire arm before , dont whine do something and try to shoot. But just try not to shoot ur self in the leg : D ****AIM FOR THE HEAD&lt;br /&gt;8: Beware of insane people that you will meet because if it really happens everyones sanity gonna be at its limits.&lt;br /&gt;9: SECURE plentiful ammounts of food and water for being in malaysia , due to all natural means and pray thanks that no mutation happens, the zombies will rot or die off fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;10: Wait for shit to happen or steal a car and drive around&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-6974062342557019422?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/6974062342557019422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=6974062342557019422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/6974062342557019422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/6974062342557019422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/01/zombie-holocaust.html' title='Zombie Holocaust'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-4461506947565202518</id><published>2008-01-05T00:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T00:39:21.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day of school</title><content type='html'>ZOMG WRITING ON THE 2nd DAY OF SCHOOL IS SUCH A SIN!!! ITS LIKE w00T WORK?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? WTFZOMGZORZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-4461506947565202518?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/4461506947565202518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=4461506947565202518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4461506947565202518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4461506947565202518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/01/2nd-day-of-school.html' title='2nd day of school'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-783349828324845112</id><published>2008-01-03T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T23:25:33.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wee new class</title><content type='html'>W00t new class im in 3 cempaka now :D and i have  a new HOBBY :D!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well melinda wants me to blog about well hi melinda i blogged about you weee :D!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay now on towards my hobby. My new hobbies are thinking of ways to make the guy called Zhou Liang suffer : ) so im sharing 10 ways with u all even thou they are rather simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:Punch him the in face&lt;br /&gt;2:Beat him with a stick&lt;br /&gt;3:Whack him with the books im gonna get tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;4:Break his fingers&lt;br /&gt;5:Stab his tongue&lt;br /&gt;6:Poke his eye out with my thumb&lt;br /&gt;7:Suffocate him with the rubbish bag&lt;br /&gt;8:Relocate his shoulder bones&lt;br /&gt;9:Break his legs&lt;br /&gt;10:Just plain push him off the 3rd floor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-783349828324845112?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/783349828324845112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=783349828324845112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/783349828324845112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/783349828324845112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/01/wee-new-class.html' title='wee new class'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-2204051941815845701</id><published>2008-01-01T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T02:47:05.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Golly holidays</title><content type='html'>went for a count down at curve :D!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i shall list a thank yous :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly thanks to travis for making my first cd event 30% sucky&lt;br /&gt;Then secondly 20% to the bastard spraying me for making it annoying&lt;br /&gt;Also 40% to the Shogun for making my lunch worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;Lastly 10% to the hot and cute chicks around...well for being hot and cute :D Eye candy never hurt anyone XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also watched Avp2 which i thought was okay if u know the story ~~&lt;br /&gt;Some said it was boring and sucked cuz they probably dont remember the first one or never seen the game before ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i also fixed a handphone , help some aunty and stoned for a couple of hours in a public place. Woopy f*cking doo sure love holidays : ) next year im so not going curve anymore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-2204051941815845701?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/2204051941815845701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=2204051941815845701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/2204051941815845701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/2204051941815845701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2008/01/golly-holidays.html' title='Golly holidays'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-2095291999963525895</id><published>2007-12-28T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T22:39:42.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The holy union of man and wife</title><content type='html'>Well the big one....The big commitment.... Marriage!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what about marriage? I see black and white people, A gorgeous bride and A equally handsome bridegroom. A merry and joyous occasion celebrating the union of a Man and a Woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait...somethings wrong.... how did the union of 2 people become a gathering of hundreds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to some a wedding must be made known. Let friends relatives know that your getting married. Something joyous to be shared to all. Then again sometimes there are just too many people it would become a bother....For me i rather have a wedding of just me , my loved one and the clergyman/priest/cleric or whatever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-2095291999963525895?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/2095291999963525895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=2095291999963525895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/2095291999963525895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/2095291999963525895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/12/holy-union-of-man-and-wife.html' title='The holy union of man and wife'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-6150985104626730147</id><published>2007-12-23T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T04:14:00.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Seeker</title><content type='html'>Last night while in slumber, I had a dream which shook my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;A dream that changed ideals , A dream that motivates&lt;br /&gt;A dream which was hated yet A dream which was envied&lt;br /&gt;A dream which i will sought, A dream to end what was started&lt;br /&gt;Till the end did it meant anything? Did my action changed something?&lt;br /&gt;What I will hope for is that it be real, That the my actions weren't wasted.&lt;br /&gt;So till the time of my next slumber, I pray not it be forgotten&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-6150985104626730147?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/6150985104626730147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=6150985104626730147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/6150985104626730147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/6150985104626730147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/12/dream-seeker.html' title='Dream Seeker'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-2319246543993112677</id><published>2007-12-22T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T13:28:13.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEE</title><content type='html'>I finished Call of duty 4 in just 1 and a half day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-2319246543993112677?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/2319246543993112677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=2319246543993112677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/2319246543993112677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/2319246543993112677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/12/wee.html' title='WEE'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-3738696122163046587</id><published>2007-11-19T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T08:33:59.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no update so......</title><content type='html'>Its been a long time since i updated.....Guess i got lucky.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy for sometime....Got alotsa ta think about......Got alot thinking done (aka Stoning). Well the long holidays really got to me : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know after a long while i think i am at peace now....... First time im so carefree in a long time now : D Maybe because it was the lack and sleep and all but it feels good to be at peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a good thing i guess.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-3738696122163046587?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/3738696122163046587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=3738696122163046587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/3738696122163046587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/3738696122163046587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/11/long-time-no-update-so.html' title='Long time no update so......'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-4067864714569980077</id><published>2007-10-30T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T03:24:16.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flower Theory</title><content type='html'>Those that do not wish to be helped cannot truly be helped&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-4067864714569980077?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/4067864714569980077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=4067864714569980077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4067864714569980077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4067864714569980077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/10/flower-theory.html' title='Flower Theory'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-5458248717454145321</id><published>2007-10-04T05:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T05:15:06.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one hit me</title><content type='html'>saving some frog guy or guy from frogs.......chrono trigger style....&lt;br /&gt;walk along some dungeon corridors.....&lt;br /&gt;blank...&lt;br /&gt;blank...&lt;br /&gt;Follow something about saving some group of fellows...&lt;br /&gt;have super strengh&lt;br /&gt;saving some person named cat from rats and ghost thingies...&lt;br /&gt;follow some other guy...&lt;br /&gt;Blocked by a bunch of people someone took a mask and went in&lt;br /&gt;got a key to a -blank- sage or something similar&lt;br /&gt;run into a pool of trials...killed giant while trying to stay a afloat....&lt;br /&gt;said to be training&lt;br /&gt;fasters to complete...&lt;br /&gt;Second trial = forgotten&lt;br /&gt;Third trial = moral value&lt;br /&gt;look at fellow members doing trials as well....&lt;br /&gt;almost failed 4th but was help by my *guardian* or guide guy thing...&lt;br /&gt;4th trials... some of what seem to be my friends beat me to it&lt;br /&gt;Started ontop some ancient japan building&lt;br /&gt;a friends who looks like someone i know had some paper saying we need to go to 1,0 or 0,1 in the great sand or great dryness or something similar....&lt;br /&gt;walk through some market...a crazy lady ate my friends paper ( my bad there...)&lt;br /&gt;walk around passed by a place with alot people queing outside called nyhc or something similar&lt;br /&gt;should be a clubbing place...i suggest my friends along to go clubbing!!&lt;br /&gt;oddly we walk around...i splitted up from the group and went into some place which looks like a bowling center.&lt;br /&gt;Walked in pass without paying...&lt;br /&gt;Saw a sit by a girl...some guy playing with a lighter and cigarette in mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Took out calculator when girl suddenly said gasoline in the air i dont wanna get burned..&lt;br /&gt;I turned say the man playing fire or something. Got up and walked to a counter of some sort...while looking for a no smoking sign...saw it along of alot of other informations...&lt;br /&gt;asked the acount lady about the guy smoking.She asked me what smoke he was smoking ... seems to be alot of kind....&lt;br /&gt;told her ah i didnt see the brand and then woke up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-5458248717454145321?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/5458248717454145321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=5458248717454145321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/5458248717454145321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/5458248717454145321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-one-hit-me.html' title='Another one hit me'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-8396753424878797916</id><published>2007-09-30T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T15:35:03.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood,zombies,shopping malls and lots of running</title><content type='html'>Just now i had a dream of zombies &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Guns are from the Hq&lt;br /&gt;Second floor....hidden window....follows smell......&lt;br /&gt;To activate move palm over both buttons 3 times....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-8396753424878797916?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/8396753424878797916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=8396753424878797916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/8396753424878797916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/8396753424878797916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/09/bloodzombiesshopping-malls-and-lots-of.html' title='Blood,zombies,shopping malls and lots of running'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-7229641141682872256</id><published>2007-09-03T06:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T06:14:15.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird ass dreams on exam day</title><content type='html'>Ever had a day where you just have all the weird ass but kinda cool dreams all in one? Well i had them today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually u get dreams like zombies and running and killing and more running around exploring ur dreamscape. But today the dream was damn rite realistic at the end. For some reason after he usual i seem to wake up in my old house. Look at the clock it was 2 pm. Look at the calender it was 03 september monday.... Its like holy shit!! i missed the exams today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI todays exam is sejarah ~~ my favourite.....no seriously i like sejarah from form 1 up to 3 after that dont really wanna know yet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-7229641141682872256?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/7229641141682872256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=7229641141682872256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/7229641141682872256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/7229641141682872256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/09/weird-ass-dreams-on-exam-day.html' title='Weird ass dreams on exam day'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-8392020955535451649</id><published>2007-08-21T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:22:19.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somethings are worth dying for....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;We have seen many of people who lost their lifes for a cause they believe in. As bystanders of the death of someone we may have diferent thoughts from thinking they are in vain to best thing that could happen to them. Many reasons are there to die for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some died for their country&lt;br /&gt;some died for justice&lt;br /&gt;some died for honour&lt;br /&gt;some died for glory&lt;br /&gt;some died for courage&lt;br /&gt;some died to protect&lt;br /&gt;some died to love&lt;br /&gt;some died to avenge&lt;br /&gt;some died because life wasn't worth it anymore&lt;br /&gt;some died because it was just their time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter we share one common fact that life will end one day and what deters us from the rest is what we died for. Never be in Vain, Never be in Shame, Never be in Fear, but most of all Never be with Sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-8392020955535451649?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/8392020955535451649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=8392020955535451649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/8392020955535451649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/8392020955535451649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/08/somethings-are-worth-dying-for.html' title='Somethings are worth dying for....'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-4869049095095624267</id><published>2007-07-29T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T03:27:05.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgotten</title><content type='html'>We often forget things, from minor things like what we had for lunch to major things like important date of important events. There are some who even forgotten how to feel an emotion such as love then those who forgotten how to hate or even feel anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        When we put to much devotion into something we just forgotten what was it that motivate us to do it. Forgotten how it felt like to do it because we wanted to not because it is our duty. Forgetting isnt like something we don't know, because what we do not know we can learn. We can learn to understand, we can learn how to love,hate and feel. But if one forgets, getting it all back isn't as simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        When we were born, we are like blank slates, nothing written on it because nothing is learned. As time goes by it is feeled with feelings and emotions we are to feel. But to forget is like to have a peace broken from the slate. Until we find that peace it is like we never had that emotion nor can we rewrite it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We forgotten as life passes by&lt;br /&gt;people are forgotten&lt;br /&gt;whether dead or alive&lt;br /&gt;we just always forget&lt;br /&gt;in the end we end up with nothing&lt;br /&gt;but lost memories,lonelyness&lt;br /&gt;and in the darkness we hide&lt;br /&gt;to one day face the truth&lt;br /&gt;that all is forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions we had, friends we cherished&lt;br /&gt;Rivals we fought, enemies we sought&lt;br /&gt;Comrades we lost and those we met&lt;br /&gt;We are those who have lost it&lt;br /&gt;We are those who advice you&lt;br /&gt;We are those who bring warning of that to hold onto what u have and remember with your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Forgotten&lt;br /&gt;(2005, Rick tan)&lt;br /&gt;(2007, Rick Tan Drugs Grandes) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Editted&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/5875627141263155177-4869049095095624267?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/4869049095095624267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=4869049095095624267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4869049095095624267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4869049095095624267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/07/forgotten.html' title='Forgotten'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-3348882143846550173</id><published>2007-07-10T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T13:45:28.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Just about recently which is 10 minutes ago before i posted this i had the a dream.....a seemly realistic one to some point.I dont remember how the exact thing went but this is brief cut of it which is kinda long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     It started normally like any dream but i didnt really remember the start but abit after it was me walking in what seemed like a office corporate building with alot of people in their underwear in white (Don't mean anything perverted here mind you) I was walking around aimlessly in a wonderlust till suddenly i had regain my thought and then everyone seemed to be wearing clothes again....White clothes but it didnt seem like those normally people wear since i was in some kinda corporate office. Then i was wondering what we were or where am i when something hit me saying Angels or atleast that what i think it is since everything was white and gots the golden thingy on their heads. Then after awhile everything was getting back to normal some were wearing their normal corporate uniforms and half weren't but i was still wandering around till i reached a window and for some reason i jumped out of it &gt;&lt;(weird i know) but i knew i would be safe.          Rite after i was back on the street and it turned into a ordinary dream where it was me as my self but the odd thing is my dream always take me back to my old home which was rented before i came here ( i never dream of me being in my new house before....) then i was infront of it but i didn't enter instead i went to the opposite house ( which didnt look like my neighbours house all of a sudden) it turned out to be a house belonging to a good friend of mine. Went in for something dunno what but walk into a strangely diferent housing which obviously is not my friends house but somehow i know it is.....Walk in met a bunch of some known yet some i never seen before in my life and offer my usually greetings to elders and such....Saw my friend going up the stairs so i followed but just that the stairs became broken down-ed so while climbing i some how demonstrated my acrobatic skills of some sort ( if i was thinner i believe i can do those) to get into a room. It was normal room with 3 windows towards the outside and what seemed to be a brother of on of my other friends lost his contact lens which was just on the floor so i helped him pick it and gave it back with the usually formalities then i was walking around aimlessly again seen a bunch of other friends and also some i never seen before in my life but some how know who they were. After that i was in aroom eating durians i think which is probably effected by me thinking about the durians about me having to eat today but lets skip it.          After getting out of the house i find my self on a strangely familiar high way but never seen before road going to get a taxi home it seems....We reached the taxi stand/bus stop but there were no taxies then suddenly some old man yelled at me and my good friend to get into a taxi near the traffic light which was red so i went but it was taken by another man. The old man then offered me another which was just waiting to turn in from somewhere so i crossed the road to meet him but i just walked somewhere else...         I forgotten what happened next but i was in a supposingly big corporate office but looked more like a cyber cafe...          Then i was up for job interview but suddenly it involved cooking which is abit too long to explain lets just say me and another guy called harry but looked like someone from my class was making bread with butter and oil ( bleh) and sweetened strawberries with some pie looking things.... i walked around aimlessly met people i knew and dont as usual giving formalities and such. I was clueless so i asked another guy for a job and then he asked me some requirements which i somehow had and then he said i was hired. Following him for awhile through the labyrinth of computers and people we were stopped and asked to go see some Miss branches which i never seen before in my life for the real interview so we went. Harry's preparation was done very well but he took a long time puting it together for serving to the Miss or Mrs Branches so i served mine first. It was rather messy for some reason and i somehow became female i think but wasn't for some point. My presentation of food was missing the strawberries. Mrs Branches started with the pie looking thing and said it was really good but moved on to the bread with butter and oil ( which looked like it ) and took a bite of it. Her expression which was moody change delibrately and started to smile but somehow i knew it was not enuff. Then i remember some odd words and just said it starting with eating makes the feeling of a little girl or something then she said some thing about being enlightened and then said i was hired. Harry (the guy from my class) loooked very disappointed but i gave him some encouragement or something then he smiled and walked away. Then i was hired and went into another wanderlust meeting people i know and not know when i met Mrs branches again. She was very friendly this time assuming she was very serious at the interview and thanked me, giving compliments and such till i somehow forgot her name and asked " i didnt quite get ur name" while shaking her hand and the she told me Branches. I went into another wanderlust soon after for awhile till i reached the toilet which i went in to erhem do my business when i met a bald fat old man who like in movies are mafia bosses. He was washing his hands when another guy walked in sayed hi to me but when he saw the Old Bald Fat Man(OBFM) he ran out in terror. Then the OBFM turned around saw me there. I smiled, he smiled back and i suddenly just said i will make u something good to eat. Next thing i remember the OBFM was surrounded with some kinda healthy looking food which resembles sea food and vegetables. He was at a spa or something in the company hes whole body but the head was in some thingy and the food was ontop of him. Some other of the members were having the same thing it seems and he tried it. His expression change the instant he tried some prawn thing and wanted more. (he was being fed by his subordinates because hes hands are under the thingy as well) then suddenly came some lady barging in and screaming u should eat that its bad for my health. You should be exercising instead or something when the OBFM said some words which i somehow told him earlier and that was the end of it.         Near what seems to the closing time of the company i went on another wanderlust meeting even more people and walking around then people started asking me did i buy them 8 pizzas or something i said no it wasn't me so i just kindly said so. Then trouble started when they say some kid was missing and i went on a search for him or something some guys bro. I later saw some moving shadow of some statue armor thingy on the second floor and they told me it was some archeological ( dunno how to spell fix that later) department, and it was a locked area whatever that means. I remember exiting and suddenly jumping down some stairs ( in dreams u can defy gravity &gt;&lt;) and follow some people around then i went back to the office where i saw the moving shadow. I saw it again so i requested the head of the department ( seems like him ) i think it was the pizza which someone said i bought for everyone that helped me. He let me into the area then i saw the moving statue thingy moving and it fell so i caught it. I moved it to the table and opened it. The head part of the statue was warm or hot so i suggested someone was inside. We slowly oppened it but it was empty when we removed the head thingy but then we remembered the kid was short so we open the rest and discover the kid. Then we got the kid out he was blue and pale and had those anime like expression of a dizzy person so i straightly order to get him someplace warm and food and water. After that i figured something was wrong when i had vissions of a shadow with big glowy eyes doing bad things &gt;&lt; Then somehow there were this 2 girls being led by the shadow thingy somewhere.... I felt somehting amiss(dunno how to spell again :P) so i followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        They were way ahead of me so i did the gravity defying thing and jumped outta a 3rd or 2nd storey window some how grabbing something and jumping down without getting injured. Chased a motorbike which i believe belong to those 2 girls. I lost them after awhile but i following my instincts i went to the correct direction and found that they crashed but dunno some how they kept moving on. I also overheard a mechanic or someone like such saying something about the motorbikes 2 sides lamps were crushed so i pursued on wards till i reach a narrow back alley of 2 housing rows. I went into the dark alley finding the bike, looked up the girls were with another lady on the opposite building. Using some sneaking abilities i learned from a game i quickly made my way closeri stopped at some drain thinggy and a wall to the other building then i looked into a stairs towards a house with a window. At first i saw the curtains blowing there wasn't anyone then i looked again to find some shadow or something there. From that point onwards i knew the girls were in danger so doing some gravity defying again i climbed over the fence and ran as fast as i can knowing the girsl were gonna jump ( the building became a tall building suddenly) then i saw 1 of the girls falling she suddenly became a little girl so i ran to catch her. I almosted failed to catch her when her head i think touch the ground abit as i reached out to catch here. A feeling of worry suddenly came upon me as i keep asking are u alrite are u alrite please be alrite ? She suddenly opened her eyes and blinked at me so i knew she was okay when suddenly a woman who was putting clothes out to dry at nite rushed towards my direction and thats when i remember the other girl who was about to jump . I took a quick look up and rushed forward to catch her but as if some force trying to stop i was too late. She fell and everything went off, I suddenly could feel tears coming out of my eyes as i rush to the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Then like the ending of some anime or movie My vission changed and i saw something like ending scene of what seems to be a old man standing at the tree of life saying something about how not everything can be saved and some must be sacrificed and such. Then i got to see the trailer of what gonna happen next and i woke up after a scene where the OBFM was ordering pizza and paying in my name ~~&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/5875627141263155177-3348882143846550173?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/3348882143846550173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=3348882143846550173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/3348882143846550173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/3348882143846550173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/07/dream.html' title='The Dream'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-5637237474007723360</id><published>2007-06-14T04:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T04:22:23.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ressurection failure</title><content type='html'>As the tittle states im still unable to update the blog regular so i dont think im gonna update it at all maybe when i stop being lazy...........well busy then i will update&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-5637237474007723360?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/5637237474007723360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=5637237474007723360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/5637237474007723360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/5637237474007723360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/06/ressurection-failure.html' title='Ressurection failure'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-5244771660505499720</id><published>2007-04-16T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T22:39:30.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help my friends are insane....or perhaps its only me :D</title><content type='html'>Not really in the mood to blog....... but I HATE MY GEO TEACHER WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-5244771660505499720?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/5244771660505499720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=5244771660505499720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/5244771660505499720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/5244771660505499720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/04/help-my-friends-are-insaneor-perhaps.html' title='Help my friends are insane....or perhaps its only me :D'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-5326953318427586787</id><published>2007-04-12T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T22:01:15.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>Weee today is a great day for me. It didnt start so great..... i went to school got stomache then toilet. You dont want the details there but then after i had science.... boring as usual..... then before bm i went and did maths quiz!! Was kinda challenging but i liked it.... then at rehat time i kinda realized i did it for tuition before but i cant remember cuz its quite long ago so yeah.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had sejarah too we did some topik test do 90 question thing that teacher gave but i did the smart thing and over did what im not suppose to do so i ended with 120 + 20 tembaked question(not enuff time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came KEMAHIRAN HIDUP.YAY FREE PERIOD. Actually kinda free there we did abit of work teacher gave us for dokumentasi then ask us finish it at home. Then Azriel came to my class and then told me about a emergency interact meeting for this friday.....and it happened to be me the only responsible interact GUY in the class so i had to find the girls and tell them...... Then the problem started there.... it was kh and i dunno they pergi mana so school ended without me telling them......Anyone knows amelia or li janes msn tell me i need tell them about what i heard to day cuz its my fault they didnt go or hear about it......maybe they knew cuz everyone heard but yeah i still feel guilty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest u all use ur wonderful and beautiful imagination to think what i did rest of the day.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-5326953318427586787?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/5326953318427586787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=5326953318427586787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/5326953318427586787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/5326953318427586787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/04/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-1292587617365918688</id><published>2007-04-10T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T14:41:58.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stab stab stabity stab</title><content type='html'>Smash smash smashity smash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-1292587617365918688?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/1292587617365918688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=1292587617365918688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/1292587617365918688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/1292587617365918688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/04/stab-stab-stabity-stab.html' title='Stab stab stabity stab'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-7186793808854469941</id><published>2007-04-08T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T14:42:35.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I turn my back on the past</title><content type='html'>Imma skip whatever my miss so yeah :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start on yesterday saturday. I went to dj leo's IU (international understanding) day. Was okay but i figured the music is very the potong and i mean that literally...... half way stop change half way stop change alot XD After awhile it got bored so during break we went to jeletong and then wanted to cyber but it was full so we went back to the event.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 3 ways to describe the event......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Hot.....(not only me complain okay...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:Potong....(cut song here cut song there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:Boring.....(alot of singing not much energy performance....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i didnt go to the hits dot fm thing cuz i thought it was gonna be hot stuffy and crowded but according to my friends it was fun not so hot and also crowded..... well atleast i got 1 correct. Went to cyber later onwards after the event instead of 1 utama then found out Command conquer 3 Tiberium wars came out..... SOMEONE BUY FOR ME GOD DAMNIT!!!!! I WANT TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO PLAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-7186793808854469941?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/7186793808854469941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=7186793808854469941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/7186793808854469941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/7186793808854469941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-turn-my-back-on-past.html' title='I turn my back on the past'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-4064326892597457086</id><published>2007-03-29T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T22:40:39.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T3h Rehearsal</title><content type='html'>The only reason i went to school today is for kh and guess what? You probably guess it but i didnt bring my kayu ~ ~ yay....... So went to school for fuxed and then went on the day studying was in a good mood to do bm but then got bored.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna ponteng tomorrow cuz my kayu no hope dy ask people to hantar for me settle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to justins house after school. Before that we makan at school dunno what to makan so yeah just ate donuts yeepeee.....Then justins mom fetch go hes house damn wet and sweaty cuz raining like a fux today. They rehearse while i play the fool then i went to watch happy feet wee....but before that we made stewpid videos of ourselfs :D fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later on jason came then they rehearse rehearse i take video settle go home time me travis walk home while jason walk half way wait hes mom. Settle there......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home,bath after 13 hours in my school uniform ~ ~ Ate dinner at home I was really hoping for something niced when my mom said we were having pasta like my favourite cream thingy pasta buttttttttttttt noooooooooooooooooooo my mom had to f*cked my dinner by making it tomato sauced :( i really hate tomato sauced pasta it taste like vomit to me, and the meat has lost all its taste it became vomit flavor &gt;&lt; i hatezzzzzz tomato flavoured pasta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was pissed but went to kayu with justin and bryan again went there ate roti ate tissues then habis go my house dled ai in dota and play abit . Tomorrow im not going to school cuz i plain hate it settle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-4064326892597457086?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/4064326892597457086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=4064326892597457086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4064326892597457086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4064326892597457086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/03/t3h-rehearsal.html' title='T3h Rehearsal'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-6384228692935512248</id><published>2007-03-28T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T22:24:44.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed update</title><content type='html'>Imma not gonna update anything about tuesday i couldnt log in and post anything because google was down or something neither do i care. So imma continue on about today because i forgot most of what happened yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Walked to school this morning because of certain complication. Went to school did the usual thing went to class......... Had pj, kicked the balls a few times and then went back to class after the round of drinks at canteen and changing. English teacher pn. surita not here today again so very the free period....&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I must be having memory lapse or something but my memory is getting worse and worse so i forgotten what i did......&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;At the last period of English before rehat encik zaidi came in and i was sitting infront of him for some reason i cannot remember.....Sitting infront of him is kinda being off the radar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After rehat i walked around aimlessly mostly forgotten what i did. At end of school kami pergi Cyber.....My comp was kinda sucky keep restarting after 5-10 minutes of the game so got pissed and went around playing for other people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No the mood blog gg...&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/5875627141263155177-6384228692935512248?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/6384228692935512248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=6384228692935512248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/6384228692935512248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/6384228692935512248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/03/missed-update.html' title='Missed update'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-1035730542633629338</id><published>2007-03-26T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:12:30.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff i did today and yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgeYcCEiU5I/AAAAAAAAACE/20MDEyzfC3Q/s1600-h/DSC00159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgeYcCEiU5I/AAAAAAAAACE/20MDEyzfC3Q/s200/DSC00159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046169514851586962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nothing much on sunday did alot stuff , hanged out with the djs and then bought some clothes. Also i took a picture with &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MODELS.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the rest of the day continued like normal. Ran like a crazy person after my dad told me he has arrived because i thought i was late. Ran so fast now my thighs hurt&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Today is a monday and i went to school in the morning. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nothing wrong with that if ur a ordinary person but i hate school so it was very the tiring with me + i wasnt feeling the best of health in the morning. Was sneezing my ass off during perhimpunan D: Later on went to class for Bm and BI and then we had maths.... i love maths..... especially when puan teh yells out to the class "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Everyone do your work, EVERYONE DO MATHS NOW&lt;/span&gt;!!" like we are partying or something :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love maths sometimes. Then WBS the most awaited part of monday. Talked with ellysia , janice and yoke yee. After some stuff they talked about i didnt know we decided to nick name each other. I became Yappy, Yoke yee became Y Y. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;tu punya janice became Wei Wei but she aint too happy about it and ellysia became ..... forget dy someone remind me. Ish sleepy and i forget things so fast when im sleepy so forgive me yeah i correct it some other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that school ended, pergi saji to makan with friends. After makan we suppose to go back school but then b man suddenly want go tar kei so we ended up dotaing a 2 rounds. Won both of them naturally especially with a "JIN" fellow on the other team i played so seriously without giving much face to him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-1035730542633629338?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/1035730542633629338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=1035730542633629338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/1035730542633629338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/1035730542633629338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/03/stuff-i-did-today-and-yesterday.html' title='Stuff i did today and yesterday'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgeYcCEiU5I/AAAAAAAAACE/20MDEyzfC3Q/s72-c/DSC00159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875627141263155177.post-957792189931421012</id><published>2007-03-26T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:12:31.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The pictures from saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgeVOCEiUzI/AAAAAAAAABU/k99Wt1lOI1Y/s1600-h/Image075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgeVOCEiUzI/AAAAAAAAABU/k99Wt1lOI1Y/s200/Image075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046165975798534962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Some cute little girl trying to shuffle after watching some shufflers shuffle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgeVOCEiU0I/AAAAAAAAABc/TnOY9Z-12tY/s1600-h/Image076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgeVOCEiU0I/AAAAAAAAABc/TnOY9Z-12tY/s200/Image076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046165975798534978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shufflers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgeVOSEiU1I/AAAAAAAAABk/C-VrnD5fWXw/s1600-h/Image079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgeVOSEiU1I/AAAAAAAAABk/C-VrnD5fWXw/s200/Image079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046165980093502290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Da universal mixer&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(one of them box thingies inside it cost already 10k plus :O )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgeVOiEiU2I/AAAAAAAAABs/UraE9gSlBrQ/s1600-h/Image082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgeVOiEiU2I/AAAAAAAAABs/UraE9gSlBrQ/s200/Image082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046165984388469602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some kick ass sound system behind a van thingy thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-957792189931421012?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/957792189931421012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=957792189931421012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/957792189931421012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/957792189931421012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/03/pictures-from-saturday.html' title='The pictures from saturday'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgeVOCEiUzI/AAAAAAAAABU/k99Wt1lOI1Y/s72-c/Image075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875627141263155177.post-7912251624171463794</id><published>2007-03-25T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T00:37:49.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Im good at what I do and I do what Im good at.&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/5875627141263155177-7912251624171463794?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/7912251624171463794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=7912251624171463794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/7912251624171463794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/7912251624171463794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/03/quote-of-week.html' title='Quote of the week'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-5448256090536868600</id><published>2007-03-25T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T00:10:29.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Espirit The Jetty and The shuffling</title><content type='html'>After this mornings post bug thingy i decide not to mess with the font size im sure it doenst really matter but it will greatly dull.So ur gonna find me not putting colours and font size when im too busy or no mood for blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to 1 utama today with justin bryan and louis. Then met a bunch of kawans some i knew some i ddint. Watcher glowuz again. Checked what time was the shuffling then kami pergi hang kai till leg tired.After awhile i went buy shirt then at nite we shuffled there was some cute little girl around 2 years old trying to follow the shuffling by jumping and moving up and down.(was really cute i tell ya) Then we all ciao balik.Btw justin balik awal because when we told justin about the shuffle thing he wanted to extend hes outing when the moment he called instead of extend he kena potong time straight have to balik rumah. Other then that i ate lunch, bought a shirt , ate lunch , played foosball , ate lunch and drank &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Espirit.&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/5875627141263155177-5448256090536868600?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/5448256090536868600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=5448256090536868600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/5448256090536868600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/5448256090536868600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/03/espirit-jetty-and-shuffling.html' title='The Espirit The Jetty and The shuffling'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-3300673447838228984</id><published>2007-03-24T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T00:01:08.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 March 2007</title><content type='html'>I came back yesterday and straight went to dead on bed mode ~~ was an instant went to sleep as soon as i change thing.Yesterday was such a tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school yesterday, had maths as first period and ended up hurrying to finish till puan teh suddenly said no need to pass up.....(waste time betul)then after thats she scribble stuff then we copy then she gave home work we do home work. Nothing much there besides the fact that i predicted that mathew was gonna kena scold then was scolded 5-10 seconds later :D(im phychic)After that free period then siviks then seni.Nicholas leong kena d3 for seni because he drew some obscene poster about f*ck....(just a joke can kena d3 can say very the swt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to cs after that to play a few games of dota :D I pawned for the first 2 rounds then at the third i vow never to play with a guy named yujie ever again :) Its better for my health that way. Through the games we had fun yelling at each other.I was yelling the loudest till all of a suddenly almost all the observers who mou ye jou come watch me. Since they were all big fellows i decided to shut up till they all ciao dulu cuz if i turn around and shout it be like shouting at them instead i type at lightning speed pace :D The last game we decided nicholas leaw was "kap kei-ing" because i typed towards my allies that he kap kei then he can suddenly tell us he didnt.(pro rite? can see our allied chat punya)Either way i got number 1 for all three rounds even if i lost the last one.(lansi-ness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we all ciao go saji makan and some went back school and some went back home.Btw marcus chiang alot of things he suddenly went to the counter at saji and payed.(macam those uncles in the family that pretend go toilet and pay bill)Soon after everyone went to school, me and justin pergi library chill awhile.On the way there seorang yang bernama yuen hee suddenly ask me take her bottle from library.So we did lar took dy went down she hilang we ask around they say she balik dy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas tu, justin gave me a lift home as always then later on pergi 1 utama gym. But the faggot justin forget hes wallet meaning no card so cant go into da gym(times like this we called very the jibai)And so we ended up walking around till justin told me ada event at new wing. They did have an event but it started around 8 pm like 1 hour and beberapa minutes after we arrived (imagine all the idle walking and talking c*ck happened before that )I watched glowuz yesterday and it was cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went back home and DoB or Dead on Bed mode.Well today is suppose to be a school day but where am i while the rest are at school? Sleeping in comfort of my own home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:I love espirit the sparkling juice.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-3300673447838228984?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/3300673447838228984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/3300673447838228984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/03/23-march-2007.html' title='23 March 2007'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875627141263155177.post-8422892641689766401</id><published>2007-03-22T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T21:49:49.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skipped school,Dreams&lt;,stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I skipped school again today :D yay :D but tomorrow i need to go :( then got librarian duty lagi aihz.....Dunno who going librarian duty but i hope people i know doing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that today nothing much, play till 6.30 am today when u peeps all go to school im at home sleeping....joy..... :D Woke up around 2 pm then ate at 2.30 pm, like any other school day im doing whatever im doing after school. Had tuition today,blog about them later. Today i had alot of weird dreams, been having alot of them lately. Some seems so real while seems so cool :) But they are some sads one which consist of people i not knowing.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Will blog about it some other day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had tuition today with bryan and justin as usual but then travis came too.I was worried about what he was gonna do when we are tuitioning, but he said he wanted to read mangas in my room but ended up sleeping instead. So we had tuition today started with sejarah which we kinda sucked because its form 1 (&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so long ago how to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) but its cool because we like our teacher Mister Ang. Unlike puan pengetua or other teachers at school he teaches with much enthusiasm&lt;br /&gt;and the class is always interesting.I felt like im learning when im tuition + its in comfort of my own home.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We been believing that mister ang will 1 day blow up 1utama up for some reason but yeahs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . Other then that we did maths which was okay and then moved to geo. Geo started with me falling behind but i pawned at the end as usual :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tuition we went to wake itu punya budak in my room. We were suppose to go to 1utama for gym or for other reasons but ended up staying at my house to digimon and hang out for dinner.We wanted to go kayu but it rained till 8 when i had to ask mom to tarpau food. We are we played and they went home. Im alone again now blogging (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;yay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pics today cause didnt go anyway for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&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/5875627141263155177-8422892641689766401?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/8422892641689766401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=8422892641689766401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/8422892641689766401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/8422892641689766401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/03/skipped-schooldreamsstuff.html' title='Skipped school,Dreams&lt;,stuff'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-4141343659195488</id><published>2007-03-21T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:12:31.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glow stick not dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgEcKSEiUyI/AAAAAAAAABM/-sZIIjErx94/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgEcKSEiUyI/AAAAAAAAABM/-sZIIjErx94/s200/DSC00149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044344020606800674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My glow stick aint dead yet btw. But i thought normally it dies after few hours but mines alive after 24 hours without fridge.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just want to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-4141343659195488?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/4141343659195488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=4141343659195488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4141343659195488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4141343659195488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/03/glow-stick-not-dead.html' title='Glow stick not dead'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgEcKSEiUyI/AAAAAAAAABM/-sZIIjErx94/s72-c/DSC00149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875627141263155177.post-3687710953311661747</id><published>2007-03-21T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:12:31.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chickens Across the streets and The forget-to-mention-details</title><content type='html'>I saw chickens across the road infront of my school.The road was a very busy one &gt;&lt;.The  picture wasnt very clear thou because i took it with a phone D:  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgEPBiEiUwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/U_sw4bLmhhc/s1600-h/DSC00147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgEPBiEiUwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/U_sw4bLmhhc/s320/DSC00147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044329576631784194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Sorry to whoever's house it maybe but i just wanna take the pictures XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgEPByEiUxI/AAAAAAAAABE/LT3kBNOswGM/s1600-h/DSC00148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgEPByEiUxI/AAAAAAAAABE/LT3kBNOswGM/s320/DSC00148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044329580926751506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but still the skills to take pictures across a busy road and unshaking hands are skillZ (XD lansi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Seven &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;free periods &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Weeee!!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Started off abit boring but when it ended it wasnt enough : ( !!!!! i guess even if the whole day is free i wont have enuff &gt;&lt;) &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im some times greedy.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Talked with a quite alot of people today heard and discuss certain interesting things like about how to earn money , about a certain girl whom looks like a sai lou lui or little girl XD.We did maths today, its fun as usual i actually learn something in school whenever its maths. Even thou i skipped 3-4 sub chapters of indicers(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;i dunno how to spell:P&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;)*maths leveled up by 1* I felt smarter and also i am proud of me self &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;( lansi again X&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;D)&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also i had moral today, stewpid puan pengetua was being a b*tch. I didnt bring my moral book today because i forgot today got moral&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; (partially my bad there but....)&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; When i was about to copy whatever she said and wrote on the board on a piece of paper, She came and scolded me and the guy beside me.Saying im lazy and crap (the guy beside didnt bring hes note book too....) just cuz i didnt bring book. But what i really thought was that if i was really lazy i wouldnt even bother doing double work and copying just go borrow some some other person in my class. Very the potong she is D:. So i ended up scribblin instead of copying nicely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I mean some people dont even give a crap some times and i get "tegur-ed" for actually doing instead of sitting and staring c*ck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im now wondering should i go to school tomorrow or not because i manage to persuade mom with my ponteng skillz to let me skip school XD!!!! &lt;-------- &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Asking for oppinions........cuz im not sure to go or not. BTW no maths tomorrow too :(&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/5875627141263155177-3687710953311661747?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/3687710953311661747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=3687710953311661747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/3687710953311661747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/3687710953311661747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/03/chickens-across-streets-and-forget-to.html' title='Chickens Across the streets and The forget-to-mention-details'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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/_6fKE6MJ55rg/RgEPBiEiUwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/U_sw4bLmhhc/s72-c/DSC00147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875627141263155177.post-2130026676967650706</id><published>2007-03-20T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:12:32.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glow sticks and walking around aimlessly</title><content type='html'>After tuition today im suppose to go gym but it was changed to supposingly some shuffle event thingy at 1 utama but it turned out to be only 1 hour and on saturday not today.Since i didnt bring gym clothes me and mister seow and b man ended up walking around aimlessly like crazy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till after awhile we went to get some ice creams and go to meet some friends :). But after the friends left we walk around aimlessly again. Till i got bored and went to bought glow stick then we proceed towards upper roof to play around :D. But the batting cage was close for maintenance so we ended up walking,talking and just plain being bored for abit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/Rf_1ayEiUuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HsWw3sWlMU8/s1600-h/DSC00144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/Rf_1ayEiUuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HsWw3sWlMU8/s320/DSC00144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044019948144448226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Staring at the glow stick can make me sleepy ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/Rf_1bCEiUvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gOCVuJwJ2bE/s1600-h/DSC00145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/Rf_1bCEiUvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gOCVuJwJ2bE/s320/DSC00145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044019952439415538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hail the stick of doom..........................*yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thats all for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5875627141263155177-2130026676967650706?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/2130026676967650706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=2130026676967650706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/2130026676967650706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/2130026676967650706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/03/glow-sticks-and-walking-around.html' title='Glow sticks and walking around aimlessly'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fKE6MJ55rg/Rf_1ayEiUuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HsWw3sWlMU8/s72-c/DSC00144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5875627141263155177.post-4295650366937258789</id><published>2007-03-20T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T14:50:48.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Pwease :)</title><content type='html'>Yay today ish picture day for me at school : D joy!!! Well the joy is in skipping abit of bm and maths to take pictures but the best bestest betest of the bestest is the part where my moral teacher(also the head mistress) which is super boring didnt come yay XD *scream for joy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also my english teacher didnt come today so i got like 5 or 6 free periods today: P and i think theres another 4-5 or 6-7 if u count siviks as a free period(i do :P) Mr henry my kh/pj  teacher went for mssd &gt;&lt; All the best for the mssd guys representing smkts :D. Thats 3 periods 2 pj 1 kh plus another 2 siviks and 1 lovely waktu belajar sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually wonder some times why we have waktu belajar sendiri o.o I mean whats the point no one studies but im glad its still there so best make use of it and spam crap wholeeeee day. Its almost becoming a point for me to love going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also i like to wish the best of luck to a little man i know who might face certain dificulties today:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-4295650366937258789?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/4295650366937258789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=4295650366937258789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4295650366937258789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4295650366937258789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/03/picture-pwease.html' title='Picture Pwease :)'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-4061621152406021705</id><published>2007-03-19T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T22:43:14.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponteng skillz and the Rude awakening</title><content type='html'>Well i skipped another of school, meaning another extra day holiday for me : D (courtesy of acting and diarhoea). I get another extra day of holiday when school suppose to start today with permission ^_^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats for ponteng skillz and for rude awakening.Today i woke up at 12.30 pm cuz i didnt go to school. Why?(see above). Nothing strange when i woke up at 12.30 today ate lunch play on the computer and ate lunch.Did  i say ate lunch twice? because i ate lunch twice : ) . Then i took my bath around 6 after a series of gaming rounds, ate dinner once then went to bed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i slept at 7 suppose to wake up at 10 or 11 to continue gaming since tomorrow have school.But at at 930, I woke up to drink some water just to discover there was something on my ear. I thought it was some mosquitoe or ant thingy with wings(the ones  u see near the lights at local cofee shops). When i got up and flick it off i discover it was a small black colored lizard on my face. meh i jumped outta bed cuz i was shocked.For some reason it followed me off the bed : P. No time take pictures about it but i thought it was actually kinda cute when it run away so fast  ~ ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-4061621152406021705?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/4061621152406021705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=4061621152406021705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4061621152406021705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4061621152406021705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/03/ponteng-skillz-and-rude-awakening.html' title='Ponteng skillz and the Rude awakening'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-4510239963830348725</id><published>2007-03-18T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T21:38:23.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow school begins.....yuck....</title><content type='html'>As the tittle says tomorrow school begins after a 1 week holiday.Damn that was short....Cant even remember much of what i did besides watching a movie about kids on crack and 300 male models fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah....enuf about the school....more about the few hours of holiday i have left : ( . Damn msn was acting up this morning causing some error on my comp to create a generic win32 process failure. Too lazy to explain what it means but technically it f*cked my morning.Went on playing ps 2 awhile till a bunch of people visited my house today to eat some special porridge my mom made.Not saying my moms porridge is nice but its a special occasion type which all chinese is believed to eat on the 29 of the first month of chinese calender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with many many many people outside my room all talking and stuff.Didnt really dare go out of my room for awhile because for the first time so many strangers in my house.(im quite anti social in the morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well nothing else special happened today. Better get start doing the 1 week old home work from last week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-4510239963830348725?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/4510239963830348725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=4510239963830348725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4510239963830348725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/4510239963830348725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/03/tomorrow-school-beginsyuck.html' title='Tomorrow school begins.....yuck....'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-3870613171858468098</id><published>2007-03-17T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T21:35:49.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second post</title><content type='html'>This is my first serious official post in the blog : D. Today i woke up at 3 pm again because i been gaming till late nite as usual. Today was the second last day of my holidays which i still have alot of things to do. F*ck i some times hate school......Wait did i say sometimes? i mean all the time i hate school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really have a problem with school. Meeting friends , chilling and hanging out is nice but my class teachers are just f*cked up. Chapter 4 of science for form 3 can actually become boring and the only subject teacher i actually enjoy is maths if u exclude WBS. Moral is by the head mistress, which i like to add boring as hell. Other then that friends are fun but i still head school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really to talk about today nothing interesting happened........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5875627141263155177-3870613171858468098?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/3870613171858468098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=3870613171858468098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/3870613171858468098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/3870613171858468098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/03/second-post.html' title='Second post'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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-5875627141263155177.post-3856046458277258580</id><published>2007-03-16T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T23:21:58.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wee first post first post : D&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/5875627141263155177-3856046458277258580?l=fatmandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/feeds/3856046458277258580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5875627141263155177&amp;postID=3856046458277258580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/3856046458277258580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5875627141263155177/posts/default/3856046458277258580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmandays.blogspot.com/2007/03/first-post.html' title='First post'/><author><name>Drugs Grandes Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670958396447444639</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>
