<?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-6910041</id><updated>2012-01-25T02:55:17.392+08:00</updated><category term='ellen ringtone vendors'/><category term='how much does singapore cost'/><category term='laughter'/><category term='fuck'/><category term='GTO manga awesome'/><category term='fuckers'/><category term='skill build'/><category term='boredom'/><category term='compclub'/><category term='GN Sword III'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='fucked up elderly politeness'/><category term='george carlin'/><category term='MMORPG rant idiot'/><category term='singapore'/><category term='Fucking bitch bad sister ugly scene fight for money'/><category term='fun'/><category term='Kids growing up too fast?'/><category term='Macdonalds'/><category term='Dragonica'/><category term='Assassin'/><category term='00 Gundam'/><category term='Exia'/><title type='text'>Hey, fellow bored people, take a read at my crap.</title><subtitle type='html'>Erm.. well.. I'm just another bored person that you will meet on the streets. A member of Life, practically. I got dreams, got wishes and hopes and no money to fulfill them, that's who i am.
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PS: leave your name in comments, so i know who is flaming me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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>205</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-672113592838405431</id><published>2011-03-10T03:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T03:40:09.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its going to be a pretty brief rant. But Facebook. Wow. Its such a powerful double edged sword these days that there should be laws about posting on your wall. I have ten types of people I usually remove from my list as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Haters&lt;br /&gt;The number one person that will ruin your day. Haters hate everything. Hate their job, hate their life, hate this, hate that. Cometh the day they hate their penis is the day you can click Unfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Whiners&lt;br /&gt;Just as bad. Not to sound demeaning because everyone will whine once in a while. But all the time? Time to mute that dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Speaking in cliche&lt;br /&gt;They just make my skin cringe. I don't know why. Say something original might help. But if they keep saying one sided jokes, its tempting to just remove them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Wall flooders&lt;br /&gt;In their own right, its nothing big a deal. But it gets overwhelming if they play 50 different Facebook games and they all want to recruit you for something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Friends who think they're cool&lt;br /&gt;False pride. This MAY double count as a Hater because they think they're so cool, what they say is law. Today you shall all hate things with feathers! I get to decide that, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Weaponizers&lt;br /&gt;Odd, isn't it. People using Facebook as a weapon against people who offended them. Its almost as bad as a Hater, only that you get this so infrequently that you tend to miss them. But the tell-tale signs are obvious: they usually whine a lot, and speak to an unknown third person about something that looks vaguely like what just happened to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The misguided&lt;br /&gt;They think they're your friend. Only that they just blew you off moments ago. Why are we still adding them as friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Enemies&lt;br /&gt;This is a weeeeeeeeeiiiiiirrrddd one. Do they really think we would just add them so they can spy on our lives? Wait, did you just add one by mistake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Chatterboxes&lt;br /&gt;They blast 200 status changes in a go such that they push away all the fun videos your friends shared. That's truly annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Random People&lt;br /&gt;How did you even click ADD on this dude? Remove them already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to pruning my friends list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-672113592838405431?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/672113592838405431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=672113592838405431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/672113592838405431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/672113592838405431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-going-to-be-pretty-brief-rant.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-4787445048371994214</id><published>2010-08-20T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T18:08:41.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is collecting rust, but I wanna write stuff here in case I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't embed pictures dynamically at runtime, because embedding happens at compile time ONLY. So you need tangible metadata for Flash to read. Not Embed x.toString, because at compile time, x.toString gives shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The workaround would be to throw everything into a zip, and then embed that zip. Just make sure the zip file is around during compile time. The contents, however, are free for you to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will now ask. Why would I want to embed a zip file with content that is not fixed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer? Slideshows. Saves the rewriting over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for how to do all these, I'll leave it till I have time to do a full run down. Meanwhile, google how to read a zip file in Flash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-4787445048371994214?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/4787445048371994214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=4787445048371994214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4787445048371994214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4787445048371994214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2010/08/rant-this-blog-is-collecting-rust-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-1573483522172271566</id><published>2010-07-06T15:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T15:16:34.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you are not prepared to be wrong, you will never achieve anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wise words, but there's another add on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being creative is not just being different. It is being correctly different. Because saying 2 + 2 = 5 is wrong. Saying 2.1 + 2.1 = 4 would be closer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-1573483522172271566?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/1573483522172271566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=1573483522172271566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1573483522172271566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1573483522172271566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-you-are-not-prepared-to-be-wrong-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-8488309872191603054</id><published>2010-01-23T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:22:12.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy</title><content type='html'>Today's motd: best things in life are simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted while romping out there with nothing but an apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-8488309872191603054?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/8488309872191603054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=8488309872191603054' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8488309872191603054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8488309872191603054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2010/01/sleepy.html' title='Sleepy'/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-4489681377318666014</id><published>2009-08-20T02:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T02:34:58.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='00 Gundam'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/SoxFpTpkDJI/AAAAAAAAAUI/4b0gkI2t22U/s1600-h/20082009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/SoxFpTpkDJI/AAAAAAAAAUI/4b0gkI2t22U/s400/20082009(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371745031497714834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seven swords of 00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm definitely not getting the 00 Seven Swords. I got seven already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-4489681377318666014?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/4489681377318666014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=4489681377318666014' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4489681377318666014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4489681377318666014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/08/seven-swords-of-00.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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/_KqbFjCZGCaw/SoxFpTpkDJI/AAAAAAAAAUI/4b0gkI2t22U/s72-c/20082009(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-5647996468576974480</id><published>2009-08-19T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T02:26:03.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GN Sword III'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/SoxDJZ784fI/AAAAAAAAAUA/66Le-SsuaNE/s1600-h/19082009(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/SoxDJZ784fI/AAAAAAAAAUA/66Le-SsuaNE/s400/19082009(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371742284406383090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its finally here! After 3 weeks! That bloody GN Sword III is delivered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finished it in 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case anyone was wondering, or some dude was like me 3 weeks ago, I bought that GN sword from HLJ via parts purchase. The sword along with the beam attachment costed 900 yen, while the shipping was 880 yen. =/ Bandai conveniently left out the GN Sword III so that suckers will buy the entire 00 Raiser again.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks of anxiety over in 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is such a bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-5647996468576974480?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/5647996468576974480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=5647996468576974480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5647996468576974480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5647996468576974480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-finally-here-after-3-weeks-that.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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/_KqbFjCZGCaw/SoxDJZ784fI/AAAAAAAAAUA/66Le-SsuaNE/s72-c/19082009(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-3607008242786875638</id><published>2009-08-17T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:56:09.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exia'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did it. I fell to temptation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I bought the Avalanche Exia and now 64 dollars poorer. Sure it had great articulation of joints, and it had big ass rocket thrusters (THRUST!) but it doesn't help that I'm in need of money now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exia...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-3607008242786875638?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/3607008242786875638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=3607008242786875638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3607008242786875638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3607008242786875638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-did-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-6514796641146956887</id><published>2009-08-14T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T12:00:02.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Still waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for that fucking GN Sword.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I just buy the designer's edit set?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I'm not a patient person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-6514796641146956887?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/6514796641146956887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=6514796641146956887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6514796641146956887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6514796641146956887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/08/still-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-5931897749779218599</id><published>2009-08-13T11:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T11:18:35.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got an shipping confirmation from HLJ that they shipped my GN Sword III.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really why I hate online shopping. The waiting really sucks. Did I mention I waited for their shipping notice for 2 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in my carelessness, I forgot to order another LED attachment as well for the 00's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so going to learn how to solder LEDs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-5931897749779218599?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/5931897749779218599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=5931897749779218599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5931897749779218599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5931897749779218599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/08/got-shipping-confirmation-from-hlj-that.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-5155296481540345059</id><published>2009-07-24T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:11:43.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a few shots of the 00 raiser, but needs some photoshopping to make it look REALLY awesome. will get down to that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINJA NOW. Dragonica is now officially mundane until they decide to take their dicks out of the money bin and start releasing more content. Still, I'm now an OFFICIAL NEEEEEEENNNNNNNNJAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. Feel the stylish, people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-5155296481540345059?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/5155296481540345059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=5155296481540345059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5155296481540345059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5155296481540345059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/07/had-few-shots-of-00-raiser-but-needs.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-1166811275973843870</id><published>2009-07-20T12:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T15:49:40.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Birthday's over, and I bought myself a Gundam 00 Raiser to fix up. Just that I should have bought the Designer Edit, rather than the one that came with a stand, cos now I have to find the GN sword III which ONLY comes with the designer edit, and I'll be DAMMED if I have to buy another 00 Raiser just for the sword. Stands are available separately, and frankly I rarely pose it all over the place too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit dammit dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter, anyway. The 00 Raiser still looks good without the bigass GN Sword III. Screw you Bandai, and your successful marketting ploys. Sell the GN Sword III separately already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get hold of Ian's DSLR to take nicer shots of the 00 Raiser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-1166811275973843870?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/1166811275973843870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=1166811275973843870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1166811275973843870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1166811275973843870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthdays-over-and-i-bought-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-1109176625493970769</id><published>2009-06-24T14:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T02:14:03.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skill build'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Assassin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dragonica'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been stuck on Dragonica lately. Its like Maple, only with instances, and so levelling becomes easier, if you consider having a personal space as easy. The grinding is still there, sadly, but at least there's PvP, which was what really drew me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea where to post my thoughts about the Assassin, so imma gonna rant here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts on Assassin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A super sneaky character. He's the biggest headache to ever to deal in PvP, but with him on your side, bosses fall rather quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for my skill build.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thief skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Air Combo Launch&lt;/span&gt; - launches an enemy into the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... Bread and Butter skill. Either use this to start an Aerial Rave, or just whack away nuisances who are in your way. I pumped this to level 2 for 3 targets being launched. You can add more, but 3 is optimal for me. Don't forget the Ninja morph uses this move so keep this skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Aerial Frenzy&lt;/span&gt; - Spin attack in air to hit airborne enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow up to Air Combo Launch. You remain suspended in mid air spinning while enemies in your wake get repeatedly cut. This skill racks up combo hits very quickly, and its quite essential to have high combos in Mission Maps, so get at least 1 point. Mine's level 2, because Air Combo launches 3, so Aerial Frenzy should hit 3 as well for optimal efficiency. Also, this is used during the Ninja stage so put at least 1 level for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Somersault kick&lt;/span&gt; - Kicks enemies down, At level 3, launches them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like Air Combo Launch doesn't it? But you need level 3 for it to have the same effect. Skip it. Point waster here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cut-Down&lt;/span&gt; - Stabs downwards into the fray. Usable only in air. Launches at level 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One skill that i spent a precious reset skill card for. It does a beautiful job as a combo follow up after your targets drop away from your Aerial Frenzy. Level 3 launches them back up, just for you to Aerial Frenzy too. In PvP, it works well as a surprise attack too. Ninja mode uses this skill so at least have level 1 to utilize it. I highly recommend level 3 for the launching. Note that enemies lying on the floor can be relaunched too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rocket punch&lt;/span&gt; - Shoot a fist at enemies. Inflict stun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too slow to use in PvP, but it works very well in PvE. Try to get this to level 5 asap. At level 5, it inflicts 70% stun, which is helpful against enemies that resist knockback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nosel Tunnelling&lt;/span&gt; - Enhances Rocket Punch to deal more damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds good, but points are too precious to be wasted this way. I skipped it, for the sake of assassin skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Re-launch&lt;/span&gt; - launches downed enemies back into the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It SOUNDED good, until you realise you have Cutdown level 3. Staying on the ground means enemies can have a go at you. Plus, you need to press an extra key to use it, as compared to Cutdown's 1 button reliance. Skip it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Double Attack&lt;/span&gt; - percentage change to hit twice on the second and fourth hit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not as imba as Ragnarok's double attack, but who can argue with a free hit? Keep it at level 1 though. The bonus damage and chance per level doesn't justify the points spent. Plus, assassin skills are better. Or skip it if you don't like normal attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Venom&lt;/span&gt; - poisons enemies, reducing their HP every second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bad poisoning skill. First, it deals no damage, just inflicts poison. Second, the casting time is LONG, long enough for you to get swatted for 50% HP. Third, the poison deals minute damage over a few seconds (level 1 was 10 HP for 12 seconds). Skip it altogether,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Vitality&lt;/span&gt;- (Buff) +VIT to party (+2 per level of skill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo buffs, sounds great, doesn't it? First of all, food can give better buffs. Second, you don't have enough points to go round. Third, items can give literally the same amount of stats the buff can. More is always good, but not when your second job skills need points as well. I skipped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dexterity&lt;/span&gt;- (Buff) +AGI to party (+2 per level of skill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same reasoning as Vitality. I skipped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Assassin Skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;At this point you should have a taste of how irritating Farrel is, as well as have a skill reset card. You also have a HP/MP boost so you won't die THAT easily now. Keep the card in case you decide to change your build later on. Don't worry, Ninja promotion will give another, so decide what will your skill build be before using it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Poison Crasher&lt;/span&gt; - Poisons your weapon, giving a very small % chance to poison an enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not WoW, 1% poisoning means nothing here. But it DOES happen, and when it does, it tends to deal bonus damage, followed by poisoning similar to venom. Think of it like Double Attack: just a bonus damage. Skip it altogether if you wish. I left it at 1 for wishful poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;April Fool&lt;/span&gt; - Damages enemies and reduce their ATK/MATK to 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaayyy... sounds cool right? Wrong. First, attacks are still attacks, and Mission Maps still count them as damage. Second, reducing their attack doesn't remove the attack's ability to knockdown or stun. The attacks still retain their negative qualities and so doesn't nerf your targets at all. So you can have your targets dealing 1 damage and STILL knock you down and interrupting all your skills. Skip it altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ambush&lt;/span&gt; - Knocks your enemies into the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At lvl 1, it knocks 4 enemies into the air. Kinda like Air Combo Launcher, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Leave it at level 1 for pre-requisite purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Violent Blow&lt;/span&gt; - 5 hit combo on enemies. Retargets after every hit. Hit damages more enemies per skill level&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this an overrated skill. Enemies aren't affected too negatively after being hit. They can attack you immediately after Violent Blow ends. Don't get me wrong, the damage is impressive, but its best to use this skill after the target is stunned or there's an opening. You can max this, or you can leave it at at least lvl 3 for the targetting fallen enemy bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Claw Blocking&lt;/span&gt; - (Passive) blocks attacks at a low % success rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't maxed this, but even at 7% success rate, I'm seeing the BLOCK word pop up many times instead of a damage number. It helps to have cunningly blocked a fatal attack. Max this if you're a firm believer of luck. Otherwise, save your points for Ninja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Throwing Dagger&lt;/span&gt; - Throws a dagger an an enemy and knocks him down. Hits fallen enemies at level 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds as useless as Ragnarok's Venom Dagger? Nope, this is an assassin's MAIN killing move, when coupled with Dagger mastery. The damage is similar to an Air Combo Launcher hit. It knocks down too, great for interrupting spells in PvP or just to get closer. Get this to level 4 for its ability to hit fallen targets. Or 5 if you want more damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dagger Mastery&lt;/span&gt; - Increases damage of Throwing dagger, as well as number of daggers thrown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE reason why Throwing Dagger shines. Damage is increased, at smack from level 1, you throw 3 daggers. Lvl 3 throws 5, Lvl 5 throws 7. Needless to say, max this. Try to use Throwing Dagger at point blank range to make your target eat ALL the daggers, since the daggers are thrown in an outward arc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Burrow&lt;/span&gt; - Dig a hole Kakashi style and hide from enemies. Saps 30 MP per 3 second regardless of skill level&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 level will do for this skill. You can't move while in hiding, but this is one of the best skills for a Thief. You literally disappear from view, removing all aggro on you, and gives you time to let those regen potions take effect. Its instant cast too, so you can hide from boss attacks instantly. Careful of the mana drain though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gimlet&lt;/span&gt; - Thorns rise to attack while Burrowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've seen Ragnarok's Grimtooth, its the same idea. While in Burrow, you can attack enemies. It saps a lot of mana, but can grant you a good rank in dungeons since you cannot be hit. However, you can only attack in a straight line, and only in the direction you are facing. Since you cannot change directions while Burrowed, you have to take extra note while using Gimlet.&lt;br /&gt;Leave it at level 1 for pre-requisite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shadow Walk&lt;/span&gt; - Hide from view, speed is reduced but you can still dash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skill that defines an assassin. Your speed is slightly reduced (about 18%) while hiding, and casting time is about 2 seconds. But while in this, you are impervious to damage. Great for assassinating Acolytes before they find you. Its a great skill in PvP, but not much use in PvE though. Keep it at lvl 2 for pre-requisite purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Swift Attack&lt;/span&gt; - Attack multiple enemies in a blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No shit there. Once you get this skill, you will know it is a must max skill. Hits 2/4/6/8/10 targets at level 1/2/3/4/5 instantly and knocks them down. Its an ideal skill to catch people/monsters by surprise. Max it if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about covers my rant about the Assassin. Till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-1109176625493970769?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/1109176625493970769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=1109176625493970769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1109176625493970769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1109176625493970769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/06/been-stuck-on-dragonica-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-2548773547114897606</id><published>2009-05-27T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:07:23.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fucking bitch bad sister ugly scene fight for money'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It feels kind of a pussyfication to be ranting my head off on my blog, and technically speaking, i should be shooting my head off in front of that bitch to be an upright person, but I might just commit murder and destroy everything I hold dear should I face that bitch face to face so I'll just rant here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went down to Acra with my Princess to deal with her late father's company, God bless his soul. Her Sister, who will henceforth be known as Fucking Bitch, came down too. It's no secret that I've always hated her, because 8 years ago she left home, leaving my Princess to support her family all by herself. Her dad was a down-and-out, so no prize for guessing: my Princess is the sole breadwinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Fucking Bitch came down to settle matters. And there was no lack to the amount of spite in her words, either, commenting my business venture as "useless" and my lack of salary as "a futile effort". Well, Stupid Fucking Bitch, all startups begin with zero cashflow. If you have no brains, stop emphasizing it all around. It's so irritating it bleeds the brain through the nose and all over your pants like its some disgusting menses so STOP IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once that was over and done with, she suggested talking about settling the flat, which was actually over and done with and discussed over and over. For confidential reasons I can't go into detail over that, but this much I can say: Fucking Bitch wishes to harp over the little little details which are redundant and we are really tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now well seated, we discussed over the rough situation, which is a totally wrong description: Fucking Bitch wants to speak, and we were to listen as though God was speaking to us through her, and to interrupt were to be committing a Sin. She wants the flat sold, in which I asked why. Its a bad market, and selling now will definitely result in a very bad situation. And She apparently lacks a lot of common sense too. Fucking Bitch kept questioning me: Are you paying for the flat? Which was a domb question because if I had the choice I'll buy over the fucking flat already. What are you, Fucking Bitch, STOOPID? If so, there's an institution for you called Society for the Washed Out and Eat Shit. Graduate from there and Fuck out of my Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked her if she can state the cons of selling the flat. It was obviously a rhetorical question because I FUCKING KNOW ALL THE ANSWERS. I DON'T NEED A FUCKING BITCH TO BARK ALL THE ANSWERS AND MAKE THE SITUATION SEEM MORE PESSIMISTIC THAN IT SHOULD. She flared up and said I question her decision. Well, FUCKING BITCH, YOU KNOW THE SITUATION LESS THAN I DO. I'M FAMILY TO PRINCESS MORE THAN YOU'RE HER SISTER, BITCH. And so it erupted into the argument. It went more or less like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Well, at this time of the year, to sell a flat will mean losses incurred. I can't deny that we cannot ignore the losses incurred but at the worst case, we may have to pay more than we should, instead of the original objective of paying off the remainder of the loan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking Bitch: "Stop pointing your finger at me!" (I was pointing at the ceiling in fact.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Don't switch the conversation. The thing is, you keep insisting on the flat sold because (privacy issues, but I made 6 logical points in total. I can recite it to you if you PM me, but not here.) and so I wish to see from your perspective what are you seeing the reasoning about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking Bitch: "I just want them to ride debt free!" (Which is a funny reason because HDB never evicts anyone. Only banks do that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I only want..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking Bitch: "You shouldn't speak because this is our family matter! You are just an outsider!" (Half true, if not for the fact she FUCKING RAN AWAY FROM HOME 8 YEARS AGO, AND I WAS PRINCESS'S MORAL SUPPORT AND ADVISOR FOR THIS PAST 8 YEARS.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "But asking them to move house, its going to be a lot of stress and paperwork for them. their lives will be haywire for the next 6 months, will you be suffering that mental stress with them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING BITCH: "You don't think I'm not suffering from mental stress? My father died, hello? You think I'm not stressed?" (One extra note: SHE'S FUCKING MARRIED, AND NEVER STAYED IN THE SAME ROOF AS THEM. STRESS? PRINCESS SUFFERED FOR 8 FUCKING YEARS IN YOUR ABSENCE. YOU DON'T EVEN CONTRIBUTE TO THE HOUSEHOLD EXPENDITURE BITCH. STRESS? FROM YOUR HUSBAND FUCKING OTHER WOMEN, NO DOUBT.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "So are you handling all the matters for them when they move?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking Bitch: "Don't you point at me again, or I'll splash this tea all over you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Go ahead, if you think it will solve matters."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE FUCKING BITCH ALMOST DID. OH HOW I WISHED SHE DID. 1000 WAYS TO PLAY WITH HER LIFE IF SHE DID, STARTING FOR 20K MEDICAL COMPENSATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that point, obviously Princess was starting to be a little embarassed, so I left while FUCKING BITCH started barking at me. I just left with a "Fuck you, make a scene, I don't care."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, I learnt Princess defended me to the utmost (Another reason to marry her for life.) and told her to fuck off. With obvious reasons, she doesn't like her sister much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my mega rant of the season. Stay tuned to see if I murder the FUCKING BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Princess was laughing when we were arguing, so no, she wasn't in a tight spot. 8 years of training and support let her see life in a beautiful picture. I'm so proud of her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-2548773547114897606?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/2548773547114897606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=2548773547114897606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/2548773547114897606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/2548773547114897606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-feels-kind-of-pussyfication-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-2950478149541843085</id><published>2009-05-25T02:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T02:16:30.195+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GTO manga awesome'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just have to rant about this. I know this will sound utterly mundane, but if I bottle it up too much it might just come bursting out of my skull and drag my brains through the gutter and make me even more retarded than I was before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GTO. IS. AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathed through all 200 chapters of the manga in 2 nights, and I really ask myself: What took me so long to pick it up? Stylish is all I can describe the perverted Onizuka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, I was actually kinda stirred to be a Teacher after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-2950478149541843085?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/2950478149541843085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=2950478149541843085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/2950478149541843085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/2950478149541843085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-just-have-to-rant-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-6740243071745558263</id><published>2009-03-31T11:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T11:28:20.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been very angry lately. Not the kind of explosive anger about some old lady in the street or those fucking moronic drivers who have no idea what the fuck is a beam for, other than blinding other people, but really, the lamenting kind of anger in which people are showing false concern or what the government is trying to do to its people. Sure we can't do anything, but within legal boundaries I am still entitled to have my say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creativity. If you haven't watched the talk by Sir Ken Robinson, go watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/index.php/talks/ken_robinson_says_schools_kill_creativity.html"&gt;http://www.ted.com/index.php/talks/ken_robinson_says_schools_kill_creativity.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's the government with their Arts Fest, held every year to "celebrate" the existence of Art, or really, to show that they do give a shit. And then there's the local academia, big on technical stuff, wanting research or procuring some new fangled tech so that they can seem bigger in this pompous circle. Sure, without them we will still be living in caves, but at least I can still fucking draw without stigmatization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what I'm really angry about? MDA. And their "initiative" called SITF, an R&amp;D group. What does this reek of? ACADEMIA. Why? They won't fund just any start-up company, but only those that have an Idea that is TECHNICAL. They want people to make new tech. However, I'm a content person. I prefer content creation, and I have faith in that. What does the -gahment- thing of it? The request for funding didn't get through, if you were guessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dabble in art, as you might have noticed with Neko and Inu, and also a portfolio blog I neglected for a while. My stand is: The sword is worthless if the wielder is of no substance. Time that the -gahment- pay attention to potential content creators and give THEM a chance. Food doesn't magic onto the table: Money does. Artists starve because their work is a subjective sector. And STOP PUTTING SCHOLARS INTO THE MANAGEMENT OF MDA. Art requires people who can see the world in more than Black and White. Next time you people up there wish to speak of Art, please, SHUT THE FUCK UP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-6740243071745558263?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/6740243071745558263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=6740243071745558263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6740243071745558263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6740243071745558263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-been-very-angry-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-3865573251885738789</id><published>2009-03-09T06:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T06:17:13.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how much does singapore cost'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Disclaimer: This post is not a traitorous post, nor is it written with intent to sow discord or to cause global disharmony. This is just a thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering about a question. It started with an assignment on Persuasive computing. Naturally this search led to the Guru who started the topic: &lt;a href="http://bjfogg.com/"&gt;Dr. B.J. Fogg.&lt;/a&gt; Then on his blog, I saw that he got noted on Fortune as one of the modern Gurus you must know. That I agree, not that he's suave in person or I actually know him, but his stuff is indeed what we need to adapt to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I drifted to thinking about what I would do if I was featured on Fortune. Print a T-shirt, even. And I thought "It's something money can't buy. Right Bill Gates?"&lt;br /&gt;And Bill will probably respond "Sure is, I had to pay Fortune to stop printing my face, now shut up or I'll buy your town over."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my left brain, who is so bloody fond of arguing with my right brain and my sub-conscious, asked: "How much does Singapore cost?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried googling, with one of the more disturbing searches "how much does it cost to buy a vietnamese wife? - www.hardwarezone ..." popping up, but no one has actually evaluated how much is Singapore worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And will the final price tag include buying over Temasek Holdings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of interesting to see which tycoon will say the phrase "...or I'll buy your country over." One best example is Asterix and the Laural Wreaths. If you haven't read it, slap yourself for killing your childhood and read it in the Library.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-3865573251885738789?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/3865573251885738789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=3865573251885738789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3865573251885738789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3865573251885738789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/03/disclaimer-this-post-is-not-traitorous.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-8183335509833789590</id><published>2009-02-24T16:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:20:16.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got to blog on my recent trip to Batam, but I'm really swarmed so I'll summerize, and add on later on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost got pickpocketted. Fucking old man was too stupid to be a Bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locals hate me, they look at me with disdain. And I dislike their shit-under-noses look too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The resort was... dull... Breakfast had chili, lunch has chili, dinner has chili. Almost shat fire that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special in their resort, even the pool was dirty. Only good thing is that the room felt like home. What we have, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More when I think of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-8183335509833789590?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/8183335509833789590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=8183335509833789590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8183335509833789590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8183335509833789590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-got-to-blog-on-my-recent-trip-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-434428387821974104</id><published>2009-02-18T11:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:20:51.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Fearless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&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/areyouflirtatiousfearlessfactualorfriendlyquiz/fearless.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have great dreams and unrelenting ambition. You go for what you want, and it's hard to deter you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are incredibly competent and intelligent. You've had a very high success rate in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to dominate people. You have a very strong personality, and others tend to heed to your demands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're confident enough to be considered arrogant. You tend to think of other people in terms of what they can do for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouflirtatiousfearlessfactualorfriendlyquiz/"&gt;Are You Flirtatious, Fearless, Factual, or Friendly?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW you may bend over in awe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-434428387821974104?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/434428387821974104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=434428387821974104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/434428387821974104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/434428387821974104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-are-fearless-you-have-great-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-6897791407812767538</id><published>2009-02-18T11:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:06:25.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Idiocracy just got high. This was on a forum of one of my modules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer: &lt;br /&gt;How many of you have tried buying a cookbook for someone, browsed for hours and haven't found the exactly right one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this one out:  http://www.tastebook.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a great example of remediating the cookbook buying experience! It's the same, but it's better. THIS is a great valentine's day gift :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(being the smart ass, I threw some wit in)&lt;br /&gt;Me: The cooking part or the book part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Some smart Dick called Raynor decided to reply in a condescending manner)&lt;br /&gt;Raynor: It's the process of browsing for recipes and then compiling it into a personalized cookbook that augmented the entire experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's akin to choosing music from several albums but only to discover that you only like a particular track or two from an album, repackaging it and personalizing the purchases make the product closer to the consumer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Well, thank you Mr. Raynor. I didn't know that link can be visited, and I had no intelligence to click on the link to see what was it for myself before I posted a quip about Valentine's. Thank you for enlightening my day, douchebag.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Was it a reply to my post? I'm sorry if the humour part didn't surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And to add insult to injury...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit of second post: The cooking part or the book part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: For the valentine's part of the post, of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In which the argument was sealed by...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIT ALWAYS TRIUMPHS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-6897791407812767538?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/6897791407812767538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=6897791407812767538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6897791407812767538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6897791407812767538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/02/idiocracy-just-got-high.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-7861897257149504957</id><published>2009-02-14T04:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T04:55:22.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="360" height="288"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.apphosts.co.uk/campaigns/as3base.swf?inst_id=110513"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.apphosts.co.uk/campaigns/as3base.swf?inst_id=110513" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="360" height="288" wmode="transparent" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just plain freaky!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-7861897257149504957?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/7861897257149504957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=7861897257149504957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/7861897257149504957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/7861897257149504957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-just-plain-freaky.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-5097937140501274960</id><published>2009-02-04T16:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:28:30.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Learn Japanese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&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/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/japanese.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're cutting edge, and you are ready to delve into wacky Japanese culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Engrish to eating contests, you're born to be a crazy gaijin. Saiko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/"&gt;What Language Should You Learn?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However did they know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-5097937140501274960?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/5097937140501274960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=5097937140501274960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5097937140501274960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5097937140501274960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-should-learn-japanese-youre-cutting.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-273000453859958128</id><published>2009-02-03T03:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:18:51.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last friday was the day my group for Game Development had a meeting with Allen Simonson. I must say, someone who is an industrial expert really is very different from a lecturer in university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just mentioned that I have no research topics, and Allen can offer so many topics just based on the game idea we have. Golam can NEVER do that. That's the lecturer for a game based module and Golam is to Games as men are to Bras. They can take one off, but they can never design one and let a girl feel good wearing one. He's that alien from games and he's lecturing about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe im too harsh on the man. Fine. It's been 4 fucking years. You'd think he'd be faster than me in learning, seeing as he is a fucking DOCTORATE and much senior than me in studying. Every time we feedback him on how shitty he is, he comes back on the next semester as slipshot as we had described him. C'mon, even people who interviewed his students were disappointed at what they did in his class. If its not enough a wake up call, he even said that he "almost gave up teaching, and could have went out into the industry to work." Oh wow, just GO, FUCKING GO. And then i'll see how YOU die. He is also the embodiment as to why studying alone gets you nowhere. For fuck's sake play some games people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To rub the irony, I and some others have conspired to give Golam a positive feedback for once: Thank you for letting Allen co-lecture your module so as to wipe up your act, and it was Alex Mitchell who approached him, not you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-273000453859958128?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/273000453859958128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=273000453859958128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/273000453859958128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/273000453859958128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-friday-was-day-my-group-for-game.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-2110901752461903374</id><published>2009-01-28T20:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:49:07.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I salute thee, first few commentors on the PH1101E blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to post 3 comments for a philosophy module. So I went ahead to check it out. Wow, 10 comments. Okay, sounds few enough, seeing my past experiences with blog comments never exceeded 4 lines, 5 tops. So I decided to read and then persuade it, since the module is about reasoning and persuading. So, you know, I have to do my thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply One was as such:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I've never been faced with a situation in which I've had to turn my mother/father in to the authorities, but I would think that there would never be a situation in which I could bring myself to turn either one of them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if the crime is as serious as that of *gasp* murder, there are a few pressing reasons that prevent me from turning them in. 1) The sacrificies they have made to raise me throughout my 23 years, and 2) the "good" reason they must have had to have committed said evil deed (which shows me that they didn't do it out of pure malice), and 3) the subsequent guilt that would haunt me for putting the person who raised me behind bars, and therefore breaking up the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, that's not to say that I wouldn't "prosecute" them in my own way. I think that the best thing that can be done is to bring the issue up to the entire family such that everyone has a say in what should be done. Should we turn our dad / mom in? Or should we enforce our own punishment upon him / her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess perhaps due to our Asian collectivistic culture, I would feel that such a large issue cannot be decided by just one person (me). Afterall, such a decision would affect the entire family and not just me alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case that turned you on and you want to know what was it all about, here's &lt;a href=http://examinedlife.typepad.com/ph1101egem1004/2009/01/the-euthyphro-t.html#comments&gt;the link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, a tad long. No problems, I'm a fast reader. I chew Deathly Hallows in 6 hours. It's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply #2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first, when faced with situations like this I think I'm a fairly illogical person (more emotionally based). That is just a pre-warning to the rest of my post. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first place, I think that it is rather difficult to prosecute anyone, not to mention someone that I'm close to. Prosecuting a person would make it appear that I have some sort of right or I'm above the very person that committed the crime, regardless of the severity. After all, being a human just like the crime committer, who am I to determine what is right or wrong? In justifying my actions, I would be exactly like Euthypro, trying to keep to the moral high ground whilst appearing a fool in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, like sylvia has mentioned earlier, I feel like I owe my life to my parents. Without them, I would have never existed. There are various reasons in which I would be inflicted with guilt in prosecuting my flesh and blood. However on the other hand, I would feel guilty if I do not do so due to vague ideas of right and wrong that we've been brought up with. It is a no-win situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus if placed in Euthyphro's position, one needs to consider the consequences of the actions taken. There is the need to choose between the devil and the deep blue sea. When it comes down to it, there is no perfect solution. Now, when I'm all comfortable with no future premonitions of family committing a serious crime, I would take the moral high ground and say 'yes, I would prosecute them as necessary and blah blah right and wrong blah blah'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I think when it comes down to it, I don't think I ever could. After all, there's no happiness gained from being alone with only your beliefs to warm you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for seeing a person in Euthyphro's position, with a tattered arguement. I think it is pride that makes a person stick to his convictions. Especially a person who is so used to being 'right'. Thus when being forced to consider that he is being 'wrong', he would become irrational and not accept any other ways of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would probably scoff to think that a 'bumbling fool' like Socrates would dare question him in his higher position and dismiss a 'lower' beings idiot ramblings. Enough excuses to save his perfect world from crumbling. After all, I feel that it is the belief system that gives a person his or her confidence. So to admit that his belief system is nothing but hot air, Socrates would have to diminish Euthyphro to nothing before he would accept such an idea. Especially one that is of such importance to him, as he considers himself an authority on 'holiness'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, brain sprain. A slight sprain, but no biggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply #3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Both Sylvia and Caryl raise what I feel is a rather interesting point, about the debt we owe our parents for bringing us into this world and raising us. That this debt exists is without question; whether or not it justifies our shielding them from prosecution, however, is much less clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the answer (if there is one, that is) lies far beyond a simple consideration of the number of sacrifices which have been made for us, or the benefits we have received from the person in question. We decry bribery, and I'm sure not one of us will protect a friend (much less a stranger) who has committed a severe crime against our families, no matter the sacrifices this friend may have made for us before. There are clearly other factors for the 'closeness' we feel to our parents, and the guilt both Sylvia and Caryl mention a consequence of our prosecuting them. What makes us such loyal debtors to our parents? Caryl implies that prosecuting our parents leaves us alone and without happiness. Might our reasons for protecting them be completely selfish then, born of a concern for no more than our own welfare? Do we protect members of our family hoping that they too will protect us if/when we need protection? Perhaps, but if this were true, would we not feel more vulnerable and afraid (instead of guilty) if we were to prosecute our parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sylvia also asserts the motivation for the crime, the ‘good reason’ for it, a significant reason for not turning one’s parents in. One might note that this presupposes the existence of such a motivation. Less cynical a person might wonder if _any_ good reason could justify _any_ crime (surely not?), or exactly how good a reason has to be to justify a crime of a given severity. We might be able to sympathize with the poor (i.e. not rich) man who steals food to keep his family alive, but are we equally understanding about the poor man who goes to claim a debt owed him by someone, and tortures the guy into revealing the details of his bank account? Does his pressing need to provide for his family justify his actions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sylvia then goes on to suggest the possibility of the family prosecuting the offender in its own way, of enforcing its own punishment. But does not the need to prosecute and punish within the family acknowledge the criminal nature of the act in question? If the act has been acknowledged wrong and culpable, should we not then let the law of the land fulfil its raison d'être and dispense justice? What could possibly justify us taking in our own hands the law we are sworn as citizens to uphold? Assuming we follow through with this ‘internal’ prosecution and punishment, what do we then do if someone else comes pressing charges against the offender? Exercise our right to remain silent, sure. What if we are issued a subpoena? Do we then testify against our parents and suffer the crushing guilt of seeing them punished _twice_ for the same offence, or do we become criminals ourselves and lie in court?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caryl says something interesting – that we are asserting moral superiority over someone if we prosecute him or her, and that we have no right to determine what is right or wrong. Regardless of the severity of the crime. If we see someone we recognize shoplifting, do we keep quiet and let it go, telling ourselves we’re all human, that we have no right to prosecute? How about if we see someone plant a bomb which kills hundreds, and catch a glimpse of the guy some time later? Do we look away, or do we chase him down and hand him in to the authorities? From another point of view: is it possible for us to prosecute someone simply on the basis of whether or not he or she has disobeyed the law, without judging if the person’s actions were right or wrong? If we could, this quite nicely puts the whole issue of moral superiority out of the picture. On the other hand, however, we would then have to consider what kind of obligation we have to upholding the law, and whether or not it is so perfect in its implementation that we can accept it and its treatment of criminals so unquestioningly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caryl also later asserts that agreeing to prosecute one’s parents as necessary would be taking the moral high ground. Does this mean that not prosecuting them would be an immoral act?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Caryl puts forward one’s pride as the reason for sticking to one’s beliefs in the face of arguments against them. I would like to also suggest fear another possible factor, especially when dealing with religious beliefs. Using scientology as a rather humorous example: its teachings assert that alien spirits and whatnot are stuck to our bodies and cause illnesses and the like. Science tells us this is absolutely ridiculous, but for some the concept of bacteria and viruses may seem as hard to believe as the teachings of scientology, and they might stick fervently to their belief in the latter in the fear that they’d be losing out or otherwise negatively affected if it turned out science was wrong all along and the scientologists were right. Euthyphro quite possibly stuck to his guns because his convictions must have made the world a very comfortable, understandable place for him on the surface, and accepting that his beliefs were nothing more than hot air would not only have hurt his pride as an authority on holiness, but also set him awash on a very scary sea of doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, pride and fear together do not even come close to being a complete answer. People speak of life-changing supernatural encounters, for example, and assert their truth despite possible arguments to the contrary. And we can’t, after all, conclusively prove that they didn’t experience what they say they did, and on their part few people would be willing to easily discount their own experiences. If one were to base one’s beliefs about right or wrong on such an encounter, might it not be conceivably difficult to change one’s mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I didn't even feel like reading that one. I'm still nursing a brain fracture as we speak. And my screen reeked of bull now. Shit, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it, Imma just going to sit it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-2110901752461903374?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/2110901752461903374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=2110901752461903374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/2110901752461903374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/2110901752461903374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-salute-thee-first-few-commentors-on.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-3992253479213179618</id><published>2009-01-08T12:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:15:34.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Silver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&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/whatmetalareyouquiz/silver.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a flexible person. Being open to opportunities in life has served you well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very polished and sophisticated. You're probably in a higher class than you were born into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are naturally popular and quite influential. You are a bit of a trend starter among people you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you are well liked, you don't let it go to your head. You remain contemplative and wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmetalareyouquiz/"&gt;What Metal Are You?&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/6910041-3992253479213179618?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/3992253479213179618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=3992253479213179618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3992253479213179618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3992253479213179618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-are-silver-you-are-flexible-person.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-3431735292041022957</id><published>2009-01-07T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:30:58.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seat belts on buses for kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That word sounds just as great as Long John Silvers serving overcharged meals for shrivelled up chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever stopped to wonder.... WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are trying to keep kids safe by... STRAPPING THEIR BODIES INTO THEIR SEATS! Whatever happened to "don't abuse our children"?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a seat belt to feel safe in a car. I need my DRIVER TO HAVE A CERTAIN LEVEL OF SKILL. Did anyone question the quality of the bus driver? No. I want to strap my kids in so in times of danger I know my kid is still stuck in his seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for the day the news reports that they are removing seat belts because "a bus of 17 burns alive because the kids are too panicky to unbuckle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're going to complain, think if your kid can maintain a level head while the whole bus IS FUCKING BURNING AND HE IS SUFFOCATING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-3431735292041022957?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/3431735292041022957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=3431735292041022957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3431735292041022957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3431735292041022957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/01/seat-belts-on-buses-for-kids.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-1399709934757191000</id><published>2009-01-02T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T02:07:08.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fucked up elderly politeness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Give up your seat for the needy, not the elderly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me sound like a dick, but I have my justifications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The elderly have more fighting spirit than me. All I want to do is survive my bus trip in one piece. Elderly fight for EVERYTHING in the bus. Seats, standing areas, bus tickets, getting on, getting OFF, etc. If it involves conflict, they are fucking FIRST on the action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The elderly aren't setting a good example. When I see my elders set a good example (e.g. giving up a seat for a pregnant lady) I follow suit. Its only right. When I see a 50 year old labourer (he is obviously fitter than a pregnant lady) snatch a seat from a pregnant lady, I have the compulsion to trample his nuts, kill his entire family, and ensure the branches of his family tree are all reduced to dust at the bottom of the fucking ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The elderly aren't needy. Don't confuse the terms. The elderly are far more fucking rich than any of us. There are the exceptions, but even them are exhibiting far more wealth than any of us. Wealth, in terms of fucking warfare experience. Let them up and you will wonder where did your kidney go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The elderly are seriously out for war. Ever see the auntie warriors board the train? They don't give a shit who is staring, they don't give a shit who is in their face, they charge shoulders first and heels as follow ups. They aim for your soft spots so you will buckle out of your seat and they can settle their vulture asses into your warmed seat. And they have the Spartan stare. We have been taught since young to display aggression against terrorism. Now is seriously a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The elderly are seriously great actors. They all deserve Emmies, Oscars and Star awards. Every single one of them. Those that cut the queue in bus queues, they get best actor of the fucking world. They pretend to have backaches, but walk straight once they get on the bus. One auntie cut in front of me, and then asked is this bus coded white or green. She spoke in decent english. Fully punctuated, grammar marinated, solid vocabulary English. The bus had a fucking large W stamped on it. She asked if its green of white. Talk about a fucking good story. And she just acted like nothing happened and continued to stand in front of me. Again, the urge of genocide rose. Had it been war, her daughters will be dragged out into the open and impaled on steel rods on a stormy Sunday afternoon, with the rest of the fucking family bound in barbed wire linked to them. Fucking rotten strain needs removal. Fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a dick, yes, but only against the fucked up elderly. Wonder why our nation is becoming a fucked up society? Wonder no more, kill a fucker today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-1399709934757191000?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/1399709934757191000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=1399709934757191000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1399709934757191000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1399709934757191000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2009/01/give-up-your-seat-for-needy-not-elderly.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-4430280428955108723</id><published>2008-12-27T02:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T02:19:20.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/SVUfoVE2oaI/AAAAAAAAAO0/UBEB2gflRVk/s1600-h/car+decal+IQ.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/SVUfoVE2oaI/AAAAAAAAAO0/UBEB2gflRVk/s400/car+decal+IQ.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284164515501875618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another car decal. This one's done at the request of Luke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-4430280428955108723?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/4430280428955108723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=4430280428955108723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4430280428955108723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4430280428955108723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-car-decal.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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/_KqbFjCZGCaw/SVUfoVE2oaI/AAAAAAAAAO0/UBEB2gflRVk/s72-c/car+decal+IQ.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-3463388767676374120</id><published>2008-12-26T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T01:03:39.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna bitch about something:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are the important thing, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when does the eve of a holiday deserve more respect than the holiday itself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not every holiday deserves a New Year's treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is no exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-3463388767676374120?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/3463388767676374120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=3463388767676374120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3463388767676374120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3463388767676374120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wanna-bitch-about-something.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-4888363488727192533</id><published>2008-12-24T13:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T13:45:18.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, a nice update for an episode I see worth bitching about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought myself an iPod, which is like the most impossible thing on Earth. Three reasons why I shouldn't be buying an iPod:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Apple has a bastardly marketing strategy which revolves around their glossy feel more than performance.&lt;br /&gt;2. Apple sucks.&lt;br /&gt;3. I always preferred Linux over Apple.&lt;br /&gt;Bonus 4: Apple sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But against all odds I still bought an iPod, because other brands aren't even close in this field. Creative has Zen which is like a shitty player compared to the iPod Nano 4th Gen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I tried to add songs, first thing anyone would do, right? World of Hate awaited me. I plopped the songs into the iPod straight, thinking it woul work like that. Nope. apparently you need iTunes to add songs for you. How about a iRubBalls for me, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ranted, naturally. But on facebook, since i frequent it a lot now. My status says this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ivan owns an Ipod for but 2 hours and now knows why Apple sucks. Thank god for Rockbox."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Eric hops along. In case you don't know who this tight assed fuck is, Eric is the friend you call "I just know him." The kind who you keep as a skeleton in the closet and exhibit to friends only when he starts to smell. I don't know what I was on when I click "Add as friend". Facebook needs a "Add as a skeleton in closet" option. That prick said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eric Ho at 12:44am December 23&lt;br /&gt;If Apple sucks, you'd better not be using a PC with Windows on it....cause that speaks of how "WELL" you know how to judge technology."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to reply. Its those mindless replies against my pure sentiments, like those who say eating meat is evil because you kill the animal for its meat. Well, tell me that when I have my flesh living. Off you. The reply, anyway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Apple sucks cos they only care about external design and not know about the simplicity of user interface. I judge technology by the frontend, not the backend. Fuck backend. Apple sucks cos they are using an Intel based chipset. Stop using stuff windows is using and then i say a mac rocks. Does mac use something else? no? Apple ...  Read Moresucks. Fuck off. All the iMac is good for is marketting. iPod took off, steve jobs starts selling the same glossy surface mac and says its better than windows. Sure, for an OS that can't do jack shit, of course its bug free, no one cares about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if i judge technology bad, dun mind me taking out my report card and slapping you, with the words OPERATING SYSTEM: A on it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, using a report card is just a silly move I reserve for silly people. Cmon, that's my only A, and I'm not exactly an academic person. I'm one of those retarded Uni students who don't excel on books, only working experience. But it seems to shut them assholes up well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And SO, to prevent anymore people slamming pro-Apple comments, I sealed it off:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ivan : Apple sucks. Shut up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its one of those bait and reel traps I laid out. And guess who bites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eric Ho at 2:38pm December 23&lt;br /&gt;If I had said Linux rules! (which I strongly agree), you might have responded differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel so insecure and start shutting people up when they respond to you with different views."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I felt "insecure" and "start shutting people up" I'd have huddled up in a hole and gone emo all over, won't I. HOWEVER, I do hate people accepting technology without judging the pros and cons, and mislead the rest of the people with their half assed opinions, and I'll tell you to shut up, lest you start destroying the whole of humanity with a stupid statement. George Bush did that, and I sure as hell don't want friends to come up to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Help Ivan, I bought a Mac and I can't do anything!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I TOLD you Eric was an asshole."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so I shut any such sentiments up. Fast. I'm not insecure, I just reply with satyr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for your reading pleasure, something i Posted on Facebook:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before another prick tries the "Apple doesn't suck" shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme give a rundown why I start to hate my freshly bought iPod Nano (Its fucking 4th gen, but i still get irritated by it). Oh yeah, bought off chupr.com.sg, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You need a player to synchronize it: Sure, the reason being for fast loading time. By doing so the player will instantly know what songs are already on it, so the time taken to search for songs is saved. But I don't want a laggy iTunes to control my iPod, thank you. Sure, there are other players that can do that, but why not a little freedom, and let ME DO THE SEARCHING WHEN I DUMP SONGS INTO MY FARKIN PLAYER? I'm not a sheep, I do like to do some things myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You may only play some types of files: Oh FUCK YOU APPLE. If I want to play avi, I expect some freedom to. But NOOOOO. I pay money to buy a player that says "PLAY VIDEOS" in bold, and then the files it can play in small, font 4 print at the FUCKING BOTTOM of the page. If I see those words bigger than its disclaimer, I expect that there's some truth in their advertisement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want more proof about Apple's false advertising:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.appleinsider.com/articles/08/12/03/apple_argues_only_a_fool_would_believe_its_iphone_3g_ads.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I cannot change my themes: If you aren't picky, fine, I'll leave you alone. But I don't want my iPod to look like a pop up on Mac. Its plain. Shut up, its fucking plain. If i want it to look a faggotty pink, i jolly well better have that freedom to change it. And using THEIR tools. Not a third party firmware hacking tool that can void my warranty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What goes into the iPod stays there, or at least, not coming out: Ipod as a music backing up device? Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If you want to set a custom playlist, do it offline: Oh this one is just plain fucking stupid. I bought an iPod thinking that its such a frontier player, and that I can select songs and put them into a list and play one set when I'm jogging, one set when I'm beating the shit out of Mac fanatics, and so on. No. Set it offlife, and then upload it into the iPod, via Notepad or player or psychic powers. Fine. What if i want a song out of the list when I'm out? Too bad. Tolerate that till you get home, which most likely you will FORGET ABOUT IT LATER ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windows may blow (It does, shut up.) but at least it has a team to cater to every whim of every consumer. And don't tell me Mac has less viruses. A Fork virus ain't that impossible to make, douchebag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple Sucks. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Eric, you haven't changed one bit over the years. Not a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-4888363488727192533?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/4888363488727192533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=4888363488727192533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4888363488727192533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4888363488727192533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/12/alright-nice-update-for-episode-i-see.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-6293595575891291775</id><published>2008-12-14T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T15:33:04.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A car decal for my driver friends who are TIRED of such drivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/SUS2jWZJw8I/AAAAAAAAAOc/kBJu_idRdjA/s1600-h/car+decal+beam+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/SUS2jWZJw8I/AAAAAAAAAOc/kBJu_idRdjA/s400/car+decal+beam+copy.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279545381607818178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternately, try printing it on a Tee with luminescent paint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-6293595575891291775?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/6293595575891291775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=6293595575891291775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6293595575891291775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6293595575891291775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/12/car-decal-for-my-driver-friends-who-are.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/SUS2jWZJw8I/AAAAAAAAAOc/kBJu_idRdjA/s72-c/car+decal+beam+copy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-8234942809014402007</id><published>2008-12-14T02:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:18:35.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yet another farkin driver with beams on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to draw some decals. Or T shirts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-8234942809014402007?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/8234942809014402007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=8234942809014402007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8234942809014402007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8234942809014402007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/12/yet-another-farkin-driver-with-beams-on.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-3178113857774263734</id><published>2008-12-12T13:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:05:23.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I PASSED THAT FARKIN IBM CERTIFICATION TEST! WHEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a rant that i failed to mention lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On with your lives, now. Go on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-3178113857774263734?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/3178113857774263734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=3178113857774263734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3178113857774263734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3178113857774263734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-passed-that-farkin-ibm-certification.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-7790647904006790982</id><published>2008-12-04T08:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T08:17:09.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a while since i bitched and sreamed about things all around. My hatred for auntie MRT warriors have not died down, and it seems to have came back for the worst. MY EXAMS ARE OVER. Well, technically they are over on the 28th, and i should have been chillin out, but a project presentation on the 2nd stopped me from doing all the stuff that i wanna do. Gnah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more rants. I should be able to come up with a lot over this one month break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-7790647904006790982?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/7790647904006790982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=7790647904006790982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/7790647904006790982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/7790647904006790982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-been-while-since-i-bitched-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-8987886509581861100</id><published>2008-11-03T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:42:27.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just watched Gundam 00 Season two Ep 5, and i find a strong need to blog this, because this is one episode that directly shows what happens when you EMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this episode? One fuckhead emos, decides to run away like a pussy and bawl in a corner like a beaten up stepchild, and as a result, a town dies. All because of him. And he gets to see it as well. No "die blissfully" shit. You fucked up the town. You get to see it. So no more "you were responsible for all i lost" shit now. Once you emo, you've joined the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop fucking emo-ing already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-8987886509581861100?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/8987886509581861100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=8987886509581861100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8987886509581861100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8987886509581861100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-watched-gundam-00-season-two-ep-5.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-3559708132261754092</id><published>2008-10-26T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:46:41.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another random test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cruinsandr.mypersonality.info" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/10/108415.png" alt="Click to view my Personality Profile page" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fuck I'm an engineer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-3559708132261754092?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/3559708132261754092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=3559708132261754092' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3559708132261754092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3559708132261754092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-random-test.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-668743854643908428</id><published>2008-10-17T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T15:35:13.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I name this "Advertisement that rocks Balls."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/de4kBBYdtT4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/de4kBBYdtT4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-668743854643908428?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/668743854643908428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=668743854643908428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/668743854643908428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/668743854643908428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-name-this-advertisement-that-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-1017793955340469639</id><published>2008-08-30T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T20:29:39.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>random shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uzIOdYPCzGA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uzIOdYPCzGA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-1017793955340469639?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/1017793955340469639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=1017793955340469639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1017793955340469639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1017793955340469639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/08/random-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-1775770014975295171</id><published>2008-08-30T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T00:40:54.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D8Vh9_Hi1kY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D8Vh9_Hi1kY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta LOVE sesame street!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-1775770014975295171?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/1775770014975295171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=1775770014975295171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1775770014975295171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1775770014975295171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/08/gotta-love-sesame-street.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-7622126641649156532</id><published>2008-08-28T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T19:16:52.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gotta love sesame street~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z4VNMERVsC4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z4VNMERVsC4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how is Sesame street censored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6AXPnH0C9UA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6AXPnH0C9UA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-7622126641649156532?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/7622126641649156532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=7622126641649156532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/7622126641649156532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/7622126641649156532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/08/gotta-love-sesame-street-and-how-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-1255350509586573591</id><published>2008-08-22T02:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T02:26:31.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For those who dislike bikes because your hands are tied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8uAcmrUEp2U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8uAcmrUEp2U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol back at ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-1255350509586573591?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/1255350509586573591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=1255350509586573591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1255350509586573591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1255350509586573591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-those-who-dislike-bikes-because.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-4832522645677903997</id><published>2008-08-20T03:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T03:31:31.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rhythm Tengoku Gold: My new happy drug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, there aren't any nice recordings in Youtube about it so I'll have to plug this in instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="290"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/Ysw2Flz88t"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/Ysw2Flz88t" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="290" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-4832522645677903997?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/4832522645677903997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=4832522645677903997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4832522645677903997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4832522645677903997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/08/rhythm-tengoku-gold-my-new-happy-drug.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-1807886837376469357</id><published>2008-08-18T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T23:53:08.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been posting rants on Facebook and it doesn't seem right to leave it there, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stop the techno please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant of the day: Why do people blast their music over their handphone wherever they go? And why is it always TECHNO? I know you're a replicate of the rest of the multiverse, but shut the music. Your existance is enough to irritate me, and now you announciate your existance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sick of the Olympics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me back my TV shows already! One more note of interest: Is there REALLY a need for a soccer even when the most active sporting event is SOCCER? World cup: 4 years, Olympics: 4 years. World cup hosts: soccer, Olympics hosts: All the sporting events you don't give a shit about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;This looks good for a rant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, people WHY, are the biggest fucks on this planet always the ones who stand on the yellow line just when the train is arriving? Right on the spot where it say "Please Give Way To Alighting Passengers"? Are they really asking for a swift kick down the tracks? &lt;/end rant&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am an angry man. An unreasonable project can do that. Damn BenQ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-1807886837376469357?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/1807886837376469357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=1807886837376469357' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1807886837376469357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1807886837376469357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/08/been-posting-rants-on-facebook-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-3510110430179582370</id><published>2008-08-12T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T17:50:32.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know if i'm a retard for laughing at this, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xM48J4dNB4I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xM48J4dNB4I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ICwjmfESG20&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ICwjmfESG20&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0X4fw5CfKhI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0X4fw5CfKhI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-3510110430179582370?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/3510110430179582370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=3510110430179582370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3510110430179582370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3510110430179582370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-dont-know-if-im-retard-for-laughing.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-6021741061060519884</id><published>2008-08-07T02:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T02:30:14.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, Neko and Inu is very inactive, and I'm sad for it, but money before hobby, even though i wish to tie the both together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleared Apollo Justice, and silly me, while trying to remove it from my Micro SD card, i deleted off my Tactics A2 save file. Back to scratch, or fuck it, I'll just use the cheats to get to where I left off. Or maybe more, I dunno. If you cheat, may as well all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing all the loose ends, and finally seeing the light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm still fighting off a cold. These things keep coming back, like ants on the trail for death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-6021741061060519884?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/6021741061060519884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=6021741061060519884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6021741061060519884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6021741061060519884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/08/well-neko-and-inu-is-very-inactive-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-8660368958087703842</id><published>2008-07-30T09:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T09:54:23.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Brain drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleared phoenix wright 2 and 3 on the DS. Got a bunch of RPG games and I dun even feel like playing on FFTA2. For some reason. Cleared the Castlevania titles too. I hate getting the best skill like, 3 rooms before the boss room. Why the fuck leave it there in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently recovering from a persistant cold. And now, rushing all the deadlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-8660368958087703842?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/8660368958087703842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=8660368958087703842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8660368958087703842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8660368958087703842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/07/brain-drain.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-6259237451276550997</id><published>2008-07-07T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T10:56:24.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from Sentosa. Supposed to go there to attend a wedding. Princess-sama's sister's, in fact. More than a wedding, we went there to get hustled by that bitch of a woman. Wait, oxymoron, hold on. Anyhow. wedding at sentosa. Supposed to be granduer and impressive, right? Why is it I don't feel impressed? Perhaps its the bride bring a total bitch. Maybe it's because I dun like how i saw the bride treating her blood mother. Worse, much worse, than treating her in-laws. SHE even CALLED her IN LAWS daddy and mommy. Like a fucking teddy Rookspin bear. They wince, she runs to her feet. Her OWN BLOOD MOTHER says something, she readily stops her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im bad at blogging the entire thing, perhaps its because I get angry as i type and lose focus at where I'm driving, but to the Groom (Steven, yes, I'm revealing names.), good luck. 6 years of practice isn't going to help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-6259237451276550997?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/6259237451276550997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=6259237451276550997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6259237451276550997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6259237451276550997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-from-sentosa.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-2263698054395291743</id><published>2008-07-04T15:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T15:38:54.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got my fucking DS at last. Well, the NDS itself is readily available. Its the card reader for reading a Micro SD card that's fucking hard to find. The only place i managed to get it is somewhere in Admiralty, and I cannot disclose the place too, lest the shop suddenly gets raided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I finally fucking got it! Don't ask why didnt I get a PSP instead. I don't wanna be stuck playing Metal Slug and Monster Hunter on my train rides. Even COOKING FUCKING MAMA seems more interesting then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-2263698054395291743?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/2263698054395291743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=2263698054395291743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/2263698054395291743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/2263698054395291743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/07/got-my-fucking-ds-at-last.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-903276041835231960</id><published>2008-07-02T15:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T15:09:56.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mental block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental fucking block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my DS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-903276041835231960?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/903276041835231960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=903276041835231960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/903276041835231960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/903276041835231960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/07/mental-block.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-5569512576892564541</id><published>2008-06-24T07:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T07:28:05.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been playing Cabal these days (DUAL TRANSCENDER! WOOO!) And managed to pwn/get pawnt, so its still pretty cool. But there's just one fucking thing with this game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does the sound effects seem like something you'd expect from a 70's game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zombies, do NOT sound like marshmellows when slapped with a KATANA. And I don't APPRECIATE zombies SWINGING like an IDIOT when I'm pummelling him into the ground. That's right, ESTsoft, I'm talking about bad animating and lack of asthetics here. When a zombie (fuck, its a rotting corpse) swings a hammer, I'm VERY SURE he doesn't have to swing it 720 degrees like a fucking baby on cocaine. And if he does, I expect something to FLY OFF. Either MY head or ITS fucking arm. If you want to imitate WoW, please GO ALL THE FUCKING WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's the rant of the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-5569512576892564541?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/5569512576892564541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=5569512576892564541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5569512576892564541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5569512576892564541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/06/been-playing-cabal-these-days-dual.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-7900998331473468431</id><published>2008-06-14T08:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T09:19:13.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MMORPG rant idiot'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I play online games, there's this particular group of people I REALLY want to slap. Good and proper, across their ear, and hopefully their BRAINS fly STRAIGHT out of the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People. Who. Want. To. Play. The. Best. Class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who I'm talking about. Idiots who post in forums "SORRY I WANT TO KNW WICH CHAR IS THE BEST IN  THE GAME PLS GIV COMMENTS THX!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if that doesn't highlight their stupidity enough, they follow up with "THX ANY MORE COMMENTS?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want comments? Here's mine: someone who doesn't know what is the meaning of CHOICE deserves to get a good Kick, a slap aimed directly at his EYEBALL, and pushed into a monitor screen and have the word SKILL branded directly into his brain. Physically. MMOs were designed such that every character has his GOODS and his BADS. Asking for a God character is simply masturbation that lasts a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better still, there are helpful people that tell them what class to try. Those Craniumrectumia patients return with "&lt;insert character class name here&gt; SUX. I KEEP GETTING PWNT NAD THIS CHAR IS WEAK. ANYONE FEEL THE SAME WAY????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel you should stop playing with your DICK in your HAND. That way, you might run away FASTER so you won't get KILLED. Its your lack in SKILL that's shaming whatever character class you're playing, DNR Flesh. Grey's Anatomy fans will know how WORTHLESS such idiots are in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-7900998331473468431?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/7900998331473468431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=7900998331473468431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/7900998331473468431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/7900998331473468431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/06/as-i-play-online-games-theres-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-4594680918138755103</id><published>2008-06-14T05:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T05:46:05.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2sn5kCTCTNk&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2sn5kCTCTNk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad not publicizing this earlier, but its really a video that will transcend time and space. Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-4594680918138755103?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/4594680918138755103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=4594680918138755103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4594680918138755103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4594680918138755103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-feel-bad-not-publicizing-this-earlier.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-6998583090280755666</id><published>2008-06-14T05:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T05:40:38.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like it or not, one more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Rising Sign is Capricorn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&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/whatsyourrisingsignquiz/capricorn.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old fashioned and conservative, you carry yourself with dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a tough exterior, and you can be intimidating when you want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard working and ambitious, you can survive in the most cut throat work enviroments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside of work, you are a true friend to everyone in your small inner circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have had a difficult time earlier in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capricorns are late bloomers and you may be coming into your own right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourrisingsignquiz/"&gt;What's Your Rising Sign?&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/6910041-6998583090280755666?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/6998583090280755666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=6998583090280755666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6998583090280755666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6998583090280755666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/06/like-it-or-not-one-more.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-6951015777970106000</id><published>2008-06-14T05:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T05:27:21.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shut up. I like these damn things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's a Chance You Could Be Violent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&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/couldyoubeviolentquiz/violent-2.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you're a pretty chill person - and you have a good handle on your emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes your anger gets the best of you, and end up regretting how you act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to curb your temper more often. It only has to get out of control once to do some damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/couldyoubeviolentquiz/"&gt;Could You Be Violent?&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/6910041-6951015777970106000?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/6951015777970106000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=6951015777970106000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6951015777970106000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6951015777970106000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/06/shut-up.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-9192037923109908712</id><published>2008-06-14T05:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T05:13:21.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yep, one of those "What am I" quizzes. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Auditory Learner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&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/whatsyourlearningstylequiz/auditory.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to remember what you hear, and you have a knack for speaking well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You excel at debating, foreign languages, and music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be an excellent diplomat - or rock star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourlearningstylequiz/"&gt;What's Your Learning Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are the Ace of Diamonds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&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/whatplayingcardareyouquiz/diamonds.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a lucky person, and you always seem to find yourself surrounds by pretty, shiny things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a knack for success and money - though your skills can't really be learned or taught. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shine in a room, and you a have a truly sparkling personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true extrovert, you always are able to share a witty joke or the latest scandalous gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you do have an eye for bling, you are also quite generous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of wealth and luck comes your way. And you're not afraid to pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gamble you should take: Sports betting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends would describe you as: Captivating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your enemies would describe you as: Greedy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you lived in Vegas, you would be: A trophy wife or husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatplayingcardareyouquiz/"&gt;What Playing Card Are You?&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/6910041-9192037923109908712?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/9192037923109908712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=9192037923109908712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/9192037923109908712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/9192037923109908712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/06/yep-one-of-those-what-am-i-quizzes.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-6225922805423768131</id><published>2008-06-13T19:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T19:21:05.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lateblog, but I bought 8 shirts (GAP, OMG!) 2 Puma sweaters and a long pants. In a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine me lugging one BIG bag of clothing like a pirated CD seller walking thru Ang Mo Kio. I don't even dare to take the MRT home later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for $83. Yup, its a factory reject store. But the GAP shirts were damm comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why did i spree? Cos i was pissed. Fucking pissed. Details shall be omitted, and I bought bird's nest too. Just to ease the family tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damm its good to have money. Pity I'm severely lacking of it now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-6225922805423768131?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/6225922805423768131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=6225922805423768131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6225922805423768131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6225922805423768131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/06/lateblog-but-i-bought-8-shirts-gap-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-677121477481590474</id><published>2008-05-02T12:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T12:16:37.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mYRG_Mr3e-0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mYRG_Mr3e-0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jJ2yGIYMWwo&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jJ2yGIYMWwo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innovation just gets better and better. These will really rock your day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-677121477481590474?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/677121477481590474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=677121477481590474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/677121477481590474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/677121477481590474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/05/innovation-just-gets-better-and-better.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-4271506458647384055</id><published>2008-04-24T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T12:40:07.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A lot of people asked me about the betrayal i posted in msn (Thank you all people who cared. God bless you awesome people.) And so i thought i should narrate the entire thing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks ago, the storybook assignment commenced. But the number of things to hand in was holymotherfathersonofamachinegun many. So one bitch called M**i decided that we should research over the story in order to make a good children's story. Hello. Children read ANY shit. Its the DRAWINGS that matter. She decides to go against my view, flare up, and leave. Moments later, she found another group. Wao, well done. If you are shit, admit it. So she left. Then the other one (I will refrain from calling her a bitch cos she bothered to apologize. But she's still marked) decided that she should find herself a group too. And another plit second, she finds a group and im left stranded all alone. Well done there. If this is war, i would have just scored 2 headshots straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i found myself in a group with Carol, Daniel, Malikah and Michelle. All of a sudden, getting an A+ had a severe increase in probability. Carol was good with intuition, paperwork and morale, Michelle was good with colouring (Thank GOD), Malikah was good with documentation, and Daniel had a great sense with layout. Talk about a match made in heaven. And then, the laugh was on those two(one bitch and one....one). Michelle looked like Cookie, the protagonist of the book, as well. So tempting to make her cosplay. =) If you peeps are reading this, its been fun working with you guys. With all honesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if those two (one bitch, one... one) are reading, WHO'S LAUGHInG NOW?! Betrayal never has a good reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aftermath: M**i's groupmates are complaining how LITTLE she contributed to the whole project. Well done there Bitch. You should be glad they didn't decide to report you for contributing ZERO to the project, even though I egged them to go on. No point helping a betrayor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-4271506458647384055?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/4271506458647384055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=4271506458647384055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4271506458647384055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4271506458647384055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/04/lot-of-people-asked-me-about-betrayal-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-2363859427195187749</id><published>2008-04-24T18:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T18:14:13.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Luke once said something to me that SHATTERED 20+ years of brainwashing regarding cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since young we were told cigarettes was bad, it causes lung cancer *gasp!* and breathing problems *GASP!* and low sperm count *OMG!!*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem is, nicotine helps prevent Alzhemiers. And Parkinsons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my question: Do you wanna die STUPID? Or die BREATHLESS?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-2363859427195187749?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/2363859427195187749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=2363859427195187749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/2363859427195187749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/2363859427195187749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/04/luke-once-said-something-to-me-that.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-5263791042862361734</id><published>2008-04-22T10:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T10:39:44.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xr8PQDoZXSo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xr8PQDoZXSo&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knives for Guns! Takes a real man to take up the deal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-5263791042862361734?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/5263791042862361734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=5263791042862361734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5263791042862361734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5263791042862361734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/04/knives-for-guns-takes-real-man-to-take.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-7426012747004823310</id><published>2008-04-19T18:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T18:24:47.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S7Ue2NWla3k&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S7Ue2NWla3k&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MTV that took quite a lot of time, but overall its worth the watch for its laugh value. Help rate this if you find it ridiculous enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-7426012747004823310?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/7426012747004823310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=7426012747004823310' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/7426012747004823310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/7426012747004823310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/04/mtv-that-took-quite-lot-of-time-but.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-3334041822748957848</id><published>2008-04-19T18:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T18:23:53.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CA2rJTCrLr0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CA2rJTCrLr0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something i helped out with Way. Give it a watch if you wan dry humour. Its pretty direct.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-3334041822748957848?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/3334041822748957848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=3334041822748957848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3334041822748957848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3334041822748957848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/04/something-i-helped-out-with-way.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-5872774033855111238</id><published>2008-04-02T05:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T05:12:44.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dammit. Im struggling to finish this ray tracer shiet and boy am I hooked to Perfume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song group. They actually have quite a kick ass voice. I'll try to get streaming links to get you guys hooked too. Alternatively, you can visit NekoAndInu for a song I posted there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm lazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-5872774033855111238?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/5872774033855111238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=5872774033855111238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5872774033855111238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5872774033855111238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/04/dammit.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-645713050464804822</id><published>2008-03-31T03:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T03:07:40.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Took this off Qiang's blog so I just did it and yes Qiang, it IS fucking stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An INFP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&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/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/infp.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Idealist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are creative with a great imagination, living in your own inner world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open minded and accepting, you strive for harmony in your important relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a long time for people to get to know you. You are hesitant to let people get close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once you care for someone, you do everything you can to help them grow and develop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you tend to have high (and often unrealistic) standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very sensitive. You tend to have intense feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you need to do something that expresses your personal values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent writer, psychologist, or artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Unselfish, empathetic, and spiritual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Unrealistic, naive, and weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&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/6910041-645713050464804822?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/645713050464804822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=645713050464804822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/645713050464804822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/645713050464804822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/03/took-this-off-qiangs-blog-so-i-just-did.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-8072514218358003397</id><published>2008-03-26T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T15:01:47.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Follow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next fucking day after I post my rant, I saw this fucking gay boy near my block. With polka dot jacket and a fUCKING TIGHT PANTS. And he somehow hints he ain't gay. Uh-uh, gay boy. You are Gay, and its written all over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polka dots. Ain't. Right. Kids, stop thinking you're trendy by dressing gaily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-8072514218358003397?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/8072514218358003397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=8072514218358003397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8072514218358003397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8072514218358003397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/03/follow-up.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-8614774812415379364</id><published>2008-03-25T04:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T05:01:35.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Few things I hate in life. One of them is aunties in public transport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, man, WHY do they board the bus as though there are sabertooth tigers out for saggy breasts? Is there a NEED to rush up the bus even though there are a MILLION places on the bloody ride? Fine, I'll let you take my seat, so STOP FUCKING STEPPING ON MY FLIP FLOPS.&lt;br /&gt;MRTs, whoa let's not even get STARTED on that. They rush in like there was GOLD ON THE FUCKING FLOOR. Worse still, they SQUEEZE, like there was some sumo competition going on, and it was a free for all killfest. Good fucking grief, STOP. THAT. DISGUSTING. BEHAVIOUR. So you don't get a seat, big deal. You all CLAIM you are YOUNG and HEALTHY, yet you bitches refuse to let up your seat to the SICK, PREGNANT, ELDERLY and DISABLED. FUCK you and your 18 year old talk. If you are a bitch auntie, you DESERVE your bulldog jowls and FUCK YOU you deserve to die young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I have grown to dislike. Boys, guys, males, carrying PVC bags and big ass girl bags. I understand the need for women to hold bags large enough to carry their house with them, cos they wanna look nice in front of us dudes, and I'm appreciative of their efforts. But what do guys need those huge ass bags for? UZIS?! OR YOU'RE SHAGGING SO MANY ASSES YOU NEED A HUGE BAG OF LUBRICANT?! Those are for the WOMEN. PLEASE, FOR FUCK'S SAKE, let the girls have something EXCLUSIVE for once. Just because they wear our pants doesn't mean we have to CARRY THEIR BAGS. And PVC, holy shit. Why man why do you wanna hold something so retrogirl? I don't FUCKING care if it looked good on your sister, it's not an icon of MASCULINITY. If you say its in vogue in Taiwan, let me tell you something: THOSE GAYS HAVE GOT YOU GOOD. Not in the sense that "Taiwan is gay", hell no. I mean the homosexuals in Taiwan. They start a trend, and YOU of all people had to follow it, and say it's fashion. Let me see you jump off a cliff when Scientology starts their ritualistic suicides. So DITCH. THOSE. BAGS. It's for girls and I'm sure society is happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing associated with that would be those tight pants. Ever since Eddie Murphy wore those Delirious pants, they vanished for a while. For good reason. Because. We. Have. Nutsacks. Guys who wear them thinking its fashionable, let me tell you something. They ARE for women to show off your legs. And women dun give a SHIT about your legs. They want CHESTS, not SLINKS. And if you have to rely on Viagia in future, you deserve it. WEAR BAGGIER PANTS ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. The rants of the month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-8614774812415379364?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/8614774812415379364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=8614774812415379364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8614774812415379364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8614774812415379364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/03/few-things-i-hate-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-3914099813390030365</id><published>2008-02-27T15:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T15:20:52.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Product review: Coca cola Zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Tastes exactly like its name. And i bought it because I didn't see what i was pressing on that damm machine. Darn fingers. 0/100 for the coke light imitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dyed my hair brown and gold. Everyone had the tendency to ask me "What did you do to your hair?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's damn obvious I dyed and cut it, but everyone had to ask it like it was some ridiculous phenomenon. So I tend to reply "Oh a bucket of paint dropped on my head and it stayed that way ever since."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-3914099813390030365?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/3914099813390030365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=3914099813390030365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3914099813390030365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3914099813390030365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/02/product-review-coca-cola-zero.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-284020585690606680</id><published>2008-02-04T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T01:22:59.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WXIQSH-M_kQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WXIQSH-M_kQ&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one really rocked my world. To think CHILDREN watch this shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We played with each other's BALLS yesterday, didn't we?"&lt;br /&gt;"Has everyone got out their twangers already?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I have got a big RED one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd this really rocked. Innuendo so thick even lawyers lose on this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-284020585690606680?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/284020585690606680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=284020585690606680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/284020585690606680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/284020585690606680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-one-really-rocked-my-world.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-2119284081084783509</id><published>2008-01-18T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T12:00:30.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quote of the moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pornography is simply peeping across time and space. And your victims know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-2119284081084783509?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/2119284081084783509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=2119284081084783509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/2119284081084783509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/2119284081084783509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/01/quote-of-moment-pornography-is-simply.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-3910416035267579862</id><published>2008-01-18T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T22:54:04.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://henesys.com/searank/xxse7enxx.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://henesys.com/searank/xxse7enxx.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-3910416035267579862?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/3910416035267579862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=3910416035267579862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3910416035267579862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3910416035267579862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/01/enough-said.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-8353927167696433487</id><published>2008-01-09T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T23:49:32.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is some random thought so I'm putting it here instead of NekoandInu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/R4Ts4T5SpaI/AAAAAAAAAEM/snULEbTwX08/s1600-h/Irritating+noise+to+hear+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/R4Ts4T5SpaI/AAAAAAAAAEM/snULEbTwX08/s200/Irritating+noise+to+hear+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153504325776090530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you like. I fucking hate to hear people make that noise. Its the logical equivalent of "Chop off my head and pee down my throat please."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-8353927167696433487?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/8353927167696433487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=8353927167696433487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8353927167696433487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8353927167696433487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-some-random-thought-so-im.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/R4Ts4T5SpaI/AAAAAAAAAEM/snULEbTwX08/s72-c/Irritating+noise+to+hear+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-3276738379005231506</id><published>2008-01-02T08:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T08:22:53.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Webpage.... taking... too damm long.... argh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-3276738379005231506?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/3276738379005231506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=3276738379005231506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3276738379005231506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3276738379005231506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/01/webpage.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-5215775308005585608</id><published>2008-01-01T05:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T06:00:42.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've finally decided to set up a blog page to post comic strips in this new year. Its slipshot to post it in Blogger, yes i know, but who cares? Hope you will find it funny. The URL is: nekoandinu.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-5215775308005585608?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/5215775308005585608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=5215775308005585608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5215775308005585608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5215775308005585608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-finally-decided-to-set-up-blog-page.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-3980596103088162781</id><published>2007-12-17T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T09:21:18.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been on my MSN nick for quite a while, but i may as well make it a footprint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;https://integral.nus.edu.sg/ui/allmod.homepage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a leak, but close. NUS dudes can use this to see if you passed your modules. Most will just see it and go "yaay", but for probability worriers like me, seeing that "ST2131" printed there just make me wanna go naked and yell "HALLELUJAH" or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...D... &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-3980596103088162781?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/3980596103088162781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=3980596103088162781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3980596103088162781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3980596103088162781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-been-on-my-msn-nick-for-quite-while.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-6033404831171853791</id><published>2007-12-17T05:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T05:55:32.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been a while since i blogged. Could be because i've been trying to motivate myself to finish the website for Mai in a day. Could be because i've been trying to get to lvl 130 on maple. Finally, after being looked down upon, my useless Chief bandit has become a Shadower, able to mutilate all those puny monsters, and my life has once again been put to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lvl 129 now and its 5am. No, its 6am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fucked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-6033404831171853791?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/6033404831171853791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=6033404831171853791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6033404831171853791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6033404831171853791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/12/been-while-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-1171097787089708185</id><published>2007-11-16T02:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T02:09:49.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This one really made my day. So many one liners in one clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uwOL4rB-go&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uwOL4rB-go&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SILENCE! I KEEL YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-1171097787089708185?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/1171097787089708185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=1171097787089708185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1171097787089708185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1171097787089708185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-one-really-made-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-4036527328233522150</id><published>2007-11-05T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T14:34:07.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/Ry65V5EeIaI/AAAAAAAAACY/neASYEkk4xI/s1600-h/wiki+changing+world.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/Ry65V5EeIaI/AAAAAAAAACY/neASYEkk4xI/s400/wiki+changing+world.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129240811369537954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A search thru wiki gave me what i want, and some humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change the world, eh? It's a start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-4036527328233522150?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/4036527328233522150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=4036527328233522150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4036527328233522150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4036527328233522150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/11/search-thru-wiki-gave-me-what-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/Ry65V5EeIaI/AAAAAAAAACY/neASYEkk4xI/s72-c/wiki+changing+world.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-1525925104870552566</id><published>2007-10-22T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:32:47.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A pile of wood i saw outside the Engineering block, or near there. One look, and i name it "Noah's First Prototype".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/RxzCLyhMAJI/AAAAAAAAACI/Rj9LVv11rQ8/s1600-h/06102007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/RxzCLyhMAJI/AAAAAAAAACI/Rj9LVv11rQ8/s320/06102007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124183983836102802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i right, or am i right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-1525925104870552566?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/1525925104870552566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=1525925104870552566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1525925104870552566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1525925104870552566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/10/pile-of-wood-i-saw-outside-engineering.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/RxzCLyhMAJI/AAAAAAAAACI/Rj9LVv11rQ8/s72-c/06102007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-2983111616530476323</id><published>2007-10-22T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T00:02:21.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I forgot to take a picture of the rest of the vending machine, but you should get the joke. This machine is sitting in NUS Science fac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/RxzB1yhMAII/AAAAAAAAACA/D-kxXhugPRQ/s1600-h/22102007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/RxzB1yhMAII/AAAAAAAAACA/D-kxXhugPRQ/s320/22102007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124183605878980738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pantang Singaporeans and their superstitions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-2983111616530476323?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/2983111616530476323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=2983111616530476323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/2983111616530476323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/2983111616530476323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-forgot-to-take-picture-of-rest-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/RxzB1yhMAII/AAAAAAAAACA/D-kxXhugPRQ/s72-c/22102007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-7863820735731400764</id><published>2007-10-22T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:27:49.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw this scene when i was going to pee. And no its not a dick joke, but close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/RxzBPChMAHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NWiof4R07hk/s1600-h/22102007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/RxzBPChMAHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NWiof4R07hk/s320/22102007(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124182940159049842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously they tell us to aim before we shoot, in order to have a clean toilet, and now there are posters to distract us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm peeing straight onto the floor now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-7863820735731400764?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/7863820735731400764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=7863820735731400764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/7863820735731400764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/7863820735731400764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-saw-this-scene-when-i-was-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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/_KqbFjCZGCaw/RxzBPChMAHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NWiof4R07hk/s72-c/22102007(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-6604364536426006645</id><published>2007-10-11T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T14:53:01.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something you DO NOT want to see while taking a dump in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/Rw3IG6r_SNI/AAAAAAAAABo/rFXNo0v6no4/s1600-h/11102007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/Rw3IG6r_SNI/AAAAAAAAABo/rFXNo0v6no4/s320/11102007(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119968372548651218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/Rw3IG6r_SOI/AAAAAAAAABw/Uv0ZaPjziKg/s1600-h/11102007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/Rw3IG6r_SOI/AAAAAAAAABw/Uv0ZaPjziKg/s320/11102007(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119968372548651234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what the fuck they are observing, but it better not include me taking a dump in the fucking toilet!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-6604364536426006645?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/6604364536426006645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=6604364536426006645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6604364536426006645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6604364536426006645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/10/something-you-do-not-want-to-see-while.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/Rw3IG6r_SNI/AAAAAAAAABo/rFXNo0v6no4/s72-c/11102007(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-1962749090826322804</id><published>2007-10-11T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T00:54:22.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dunno which i'm more pissed off about: my abilities or the amount of pressure i face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-1962749090826322804?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/1962749090826322804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=1962749090826322804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1962749090826322804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1962749090826322804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-dunno-which-im-more-pissed-off-about.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-1619402343985487544</id><published>2007-10-10T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T00:15:56.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just read TxxLxxx's blog, and i REALLY dun wanna sign up to post a comment, and since he RSS'ed my blog to his page, i guess he will see it so i'll post it here anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i don't know, i really don't know. Not that i dun wanna do it, but if i can't find the answer and i can't think of it, i will fucking highlight it. I don't like throwing my teammates to DIE, but if i can't fucking do it, i try to find a solution but don't fucking say im fucking lazy to do fucking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think its a fucking excuse so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah just to add on, i don't work at your fucking pace so if you wanna rush the 9am train go on ahead. AND, I don't fucking work at an extreme pace. I'm not as good as you seem. I got problems with maths already. I'M FUCKING STRUGGLING MAN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-1619402343985487544?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/1619402343985487544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=1619402343985487544' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1619402343985487544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/1619402343985487544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-just-read-txxlxxxs-blog-and-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-5198009494818018120</id><published>2007-09-16T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:39:46.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I’m tagged by TM-kun, who was tagged Tada-chan, and so I'm breaking from writing Annotated biblographies. Here's what I need to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules and Regulations:&lt;br /&gt;1) Each player of this game starts off by giving 6 weird things about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;2) People who get tagged needs to write in their blog of their own weird things as well and state the rules clearly.&lt;br /&gt;3) In the end, you'll select 5 people to be tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird thing 1) I hate morons. Reason being they fuck everything up. And i'm not emphatic towards their kind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 2) I like coke. A lot. VERY lot. Hey, its pure HP potion man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 3) I swear at anyone that pisses me off. Even if they look weird. Cos, well, they deserve it, for not looking at a fucking mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 4) I dislike haircuts, nor combing of hair. What a waste of time to arrange something that gets messy at the trigger of God's hairblower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 5) I don't like reading other people's blogs, even though i write one. If someone wants to tell me how they are, they will. Updating myself via friends' blogs will take 28 hours. Then when i meet them, what's news become olds. No point.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;number 6) I don't like to pub. Not that i hate to socialise, but weird thing Number 1 is still in effect, and so pubbing increases the chances of meeting morons. BY A LOT. I shit you not on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to tag... I'll decide later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-5198009494818018120?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/5198009494818018120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=5198009494818018120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5198009494818018120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5198009494818018120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-tagged-by-tm-kun-who-was-tagged-tada.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-3640843419181694608</id><published>2007-09-12T18:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T18:50:26.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDKcevMFUCo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDKcevMFUCo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that Dolcie-chan showed me before. Funky shiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRLY MAN MAN MAN MAN~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-3640843419181694608?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/3640843419181694608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=3640843419181694608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3640843419181694608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3640843419181694608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/09/something-that-dolcie-chan-showed-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-8427903501735851097</id><published>2007-09-10T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T13:12:20.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A song that reminds me of my courtship days with my Hime-sama. She dedicated it to me, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WIBjnhlB270"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WIBjnhlB270" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She fucking hates me~~~ lalalaLAA~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-8427903501735851097?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/8427903501735851097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=8427903501735851097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8427903501735851097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8427903501735851097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/09/song-that-reminds-me-of-my-courtship.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-4608789583295381225</id><published>2007-09-03T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T15:23:27.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/Rtu2ZvNcuHI/AAAAAAAAABg/bYeD5AeA2a0/s1600-h/Sex+or+love+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/Rtu2ZvNcuHI/AAAAAAAAABg/bYeD5AeA2a0/s400/Sex+or+love+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105875155840448626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random idea i had last friday, put to digita. Edited the idea further to bring the idea across more. The title is "Sex or Love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex anyday, man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-4608789583295381225?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/4608789583295381225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=4608789583295381225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4608789583295381225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4608789583295381225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/09/random-idea-i-had-last-friday-put-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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/_KqbFjCZGCaw/Rtu2ZvNcuHI/AAAAAAAAABg/bYeD5AeA2a0/s72-c/Sex+or+love+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-5366175465800477657</id><published>2007-09-02T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T23:11:39.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>www.angels.com.sg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one page I'd call suspicious. First of all they're recruiting, but they prefer people with a good body. Dude, its a fucking phone operator job. What will a good body do? Let people HEAR a good pair of tits? Second, its $3500 a MONTH. For a phone operator job, its afucking high. And third, you can meet someone special. Sure you can, its a dating on the go job? Sounds to me like you gotta fuck your boss to be "special". Probably that's where the "nice body" part comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, this webpage sucks. Bad navigation, bad interactivity, sounds to me like this site is scamming for sex. Beware this gig, girls, or guys who are going for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-5366175465800477657?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/5366175465800477657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=5366175465800477657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5366175465800477657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/5366175465800477657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/09/www.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-3493759131261078045</id><published>2007-08-31T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T23:21:20.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck Odex, though I'm not updating myself with that issue: I might just go and set fire to their office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today finally met Maisey. She's not as bad as she says herself to be, though she sounds more mature online... =X Settled her website specs and now to do it. But before that, I think i'll just chill a little...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects are rolling in! Wooo! i'm so dead so this blog will be too. For now. Don't worry, vids will come on when i find some.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-3493759131261078045?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/3493759131261078045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=3493759131261078045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3493759131261078045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3493759131261078045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/09/fuck-odex-though-im-not-updating-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-4363540323908025608</id><published>2007-08-22T14:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T14:33:25.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK ODEX. FUCK FUCK FUCK THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T BUY ODEX SUBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qDSGmx8c2AM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qDSGmx8c2AM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-san showed this to me, and talk about a quality syncro dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-4363540323908025608?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/4363540323908025608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=4363540323908025608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4363540323908025608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/4363540323908025608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/08/fuck-odex.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-3423247257491733815</id><published>2007-08-22T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T14:29:20.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK ODEX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still pissed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0bK63uSTTNs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0bK63uSTTNs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese tetris. You don't need to know Japanese to laugh at this: It just makes this funnier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-3423247257491733815?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/3423247257491733815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=3423247257491733815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3423247257491733815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/3423247257491733815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/08/fuck-odex-im-still-pissed-japanese.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-153059705490080461</id><published>2007-08-22T14:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T03:12:20.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCk ODEX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its off topic, but I'm still pissed. Meanwhile, Its DR TRAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ea7oIraV2Q0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ea7oIraV2Q0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a Ph'd in KICKING YOUR ASS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-153059705490080461?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/153059705490080461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=153059705490080461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/153059705490080461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/153059705490080461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/08/fuck-odex-its-off-topic-but-im-still.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-8466048653958864882</id><published>2007-08-22T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T14:31:47.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ODEX can burn in hell for their trashing about in the shitpit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First they COPY off fan subs and sell it. Fan subs, subbed by people who don't earn a CENT for their work, and decorate it beautifully and add tidbits of information to make the anime easier to watch, and ODEX had the NERVE to copy it, albeit 45% of it, and SELL it. Motherfucking SELLING it. AND ITS STILL OF SHIT STANDARDS! Even SHIT has grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, they try to sub it themselves. Result? TOTAL. SHIT. I rather spend time torrenting quality fan subs than spend good money buying shit. And ODEX BLAMES fan subs for their drop of sales. If they play the blame game, sorry, shithole, you're getting the short end of the stick and taking a long walk off a short pier. Look at which hole you're poking at before you stick your face into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to make their money roll in more, those motherfuckers are HARVESTING IP addresses to find people to sue. RANDOM people, including a 9 year old, just because they prefer quality pieces of work to a useless group of monkeys translating Japanese into Engrish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i call out to all: BOYCOTT ODEX ANIMES. Shitty subs, HORRIBLE quality, and SLOW releases, stop paying for useless goods. Support the free fan subs instead. GIVE CREDIT TO WHERE CREDIT IS DUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more here:&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Odex's_actions_against_file_sharing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a summary, as well as a move to support local talent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B3nztQHSlX0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B3nztQHSlX0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK ODEX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-8466048653958864882?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/8466048653958864882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=8466048653958864882' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8466048653958864882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8466048653958864882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/08/odex-can-burn-in-hell-for-their.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-523007289243946439</id><published>2007-08-19T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T02:59:12.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quotes that I have thought up and/or heard over the past few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;- "Reason and Excuse sounds similiar, but they are not. Reason is backed by Violence, whereas Excuse doesn't. That's why parents speak REASON and children speak EXCUSES."&lt;/span&gt; 2 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;- "School is fucked up lately. They teach the basics of bullying, violence, extortion, gangsterism and threatening. They make you meet their demanding requests without complaints, they carry out acts of pain should you disobey, they want you to pay again and again despite you paying for your school fees already, teachers gang up together to bully students, and you're given the threat of expulsion, suspension and parent meetings should you go against their "rules"."&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;- "METEORRRR STORMMMM!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt; later of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;- "Speakers on a bicycle? Next thing we know, there's going to be laptops on bikes so people can surf and bike."&lt;/span&gt; Not that funny, but i leave it here anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;- "It has been announced that technology has allowed people to have computers on their cars so they can check their mail on the go. Looks like they forgot why reading SMSes while driving is a criminal offence."&lt;/span&gt; Somewhere today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;- "Killing him doesn't even amount to murder. It's just a very late abortion."&lt;/span&gt; Got this one from Venture Brothers, but its the best insult to slam on any losers out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll add more when i feel like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-523007289243946439?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/523007289243946439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=523007289243946439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/523007289243946439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/523007289243946439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/08/quotes-that-i-have-thought-up-andor.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-2458272622939262094</id><published>2007-08-15T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T02:08:30.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I"M SCREWED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i say that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CS4213: Game development. I dropped Visual communication, which i bidded for 1000 points, and took up this EXTREME module. One point to note that I was the one who drove the pointage up to 1000. Guess 14 other people were wondering why they spend an extra 400 points getting a simple module now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's ST2131, probability. First lecture made m cry. Why? The old man was MUTTERING. INTO THE MIKE. Now I'm not a microphone specialist, but I'm sure those devices were made to AMPLIFY sounds. If even that device of ultimate amplification fails to louden him, Nothing will. Maybe when his crotch is on fire. To make things worse, he writes on a whiteboard to a 300 strong cohort in a Lecture Theatre, with the projector shining on his words. Common sense is an Uncommon trait. Fucking hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NM2101, theories of new media was ok i guess. I got lost when the dude jumped to Alien: the movies. What the hell do they have in common? Movies spread propaganda? Wait, that made sense. Look at the Ch 8 shows now. Touche.(Yes i know the e has to have the tick on it, and fuck you too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest is too depressing to type out, mainly because i havent attended the lessons. WOOOOOOOOOOO DIE LAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-2458272622939262094?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/2458272622939262094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=2458272622939262094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/2458272622939262094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/2458272622939262094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-8339820308620334053</id><published>2007-07-31T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T23:12:03.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THIS i gotta post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applied to have ads on this blog. After a few days i received this message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Goh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your interest in Google AdSense. Unfortunately, after reviewing your application, we're unable to accept you into Google AdSense at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not approve your application for the reasons listed below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issues:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Inappropriate language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further detail:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inappropriate language: We've found that your website contains content that isn't in compliance with our program policies. We don't allow websites with excessive profanity or potentially offensive content to participate in Google AdSense. Please review our policies (https://www.google.com/adsense/policies?hl=en_US) for a complete list of site content not allowed on webpages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first response? FUCK OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, looks like Google don't condone honesty. Ah well, all ads don't too. Viagra and such.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-8339820308620334053?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/8339820308620334053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=8339820308620334053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8339820308620334053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8339820308620334053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-i-gotta-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-6208299391936673654</id><published>2007-07-23T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T23:38:17.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's lunch at Sakae has been shitty. No other word in this universe can describe their food. The sushi was machine pressed, their fish has been fairly ok if it was served 3 days ago, and their tea somehow suppresses appetite. Wao, what a thing to happen when I am there for a buffet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, we tried the udon (kitsune) that came with the buffet. Big mistake. It fills you up and taste like flour in sugar water and soy sauce. Fucked up. The rest of the sushi had rice that was rocky. I do believe cooked rice loses their rock hard properties. And the fucking thing was SQUaRE! Such perfection from a hand rolled sushi.&lt;br /&gt;And dessert was watermelon that had a blood red colour. I thought only freshly cut mammals have such red? What the fuck have they been making their watermelons out of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best was the cashier. 5 schoolgirls do not know about something called service charge and GST, and have chalked their bill over $20. So me and my Hime-sama waited. Its the polite thing to do. But of all the monstrosities that had to cross my path, it had to be an Uncommon Singaporean: Cuts queues, be bigots, and are fucking scared to be responsible for what they done. I say uncommon, because they exist, but not in endangered amounts. This pair cut in front of me, and claimed to be first. What was worse is that the cashier was so fat, that her eyelids cannot hold open to see that they cut my fucking queue, and deemed them first. I glared at the bitches, but they daren't look back. Typical. Go suck some fat man's dick and report to Lucifer, bitches. I was resisting myself from making a scene, because I was -this- close to vent my displeasure and get a free meal. Yeah I'm Singaporean too, so what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakae? Suck Ass, Kiss About Anything, bitches. Support Good food, deny Sakae of expansion. By the way, this branch is at Bishan. Say "NO" to bad food, worse cashiers and Uncommon Singaporeans. Burn in hell, bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The waitress that served us deserves commendation though. Forgot her name though. My bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-6208299391936673654?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/6208299391936673654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=6208299391936673654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6208299391936673654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/6208299391936673654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/07/todays-lunch-at-sakae-has-been-shitty.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-8914997164665818779</id><published>2007-07-21T05:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T05:22:02.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right. I haven't been critisizing what i have seen lately so i believe i should say my piece. Phin in maple said about Xia Xue blogging about 10 most disgusting bloggers around, and despite her not having high marks in my scoreboard, Steven Lim being in her list gets my approval. He's getting a little too fruity already. Shouldn't the SPCA do something like put him to sleep already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What, he's a human? DaaaMMMMmnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I was on the newer SBS buses and i noticed the handle bars being a little groovy. Not the funky groovy, but the bar isn't straight. VERY weird for something that prevents you from falling due to inertia. Anyhow i noticed a bell at the bottom of the groovy pole (great for pole dancing EXTREME, btw) and can't help but wonder: How the fuck does SBS think the wheelchair bound get on the bus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, yes there is that fulcrum, lift, something that elevates, whatever you wanna call it. I'm sure they will enjoy spending hours trying to move their wheelchair off the STEPS that are at the BUS STOP already. And risk rolling out onto the road and break even MORE limbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, how much space is there on the fucking bus for these wheelchair bound? I seen commuters play Twister on the same spot that sits one wheelchair. Are you sure people will be HAPPY about it? And how many wheelchair bound does SBS intend to ferry, ONE?? What are they going to say to the second one? "I'm sorry, but you'll have to STAND this one out??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last of all, the bus floor is SLOPING. TOWARDS THE FUCKING DOOR. Simple form of euthanasia?? Take the ride of your life baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I have never seen those buttons being pressed. So much for being considerate for the handicapped. Next they are going to have Braille signboards for blind people to SEE where they are heading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-8914997164665818779?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/8914997164665818779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=8914997164665818779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8914997164665818779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8914997164665818779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/07/right.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-8304868244739863564</id><published>2007-07-19T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T02:26:52.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been a slack holiday. Withdrew from X-kun's website cos i feel i'm not meeting up to his standards. Then there's mike-san's drawings to finish so i better get to those. Maple was starting to pick up some interest, now that the guild is more involved in questing together. But somehow, i was picked to nuke the boss alone. Daammn. Oh well. 1 mil hp ain't any trouble for me. Im a PRO. *snigger snigger*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, no main events. Now waiting for FOW i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-8304868244739863564?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/8304868244739863564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=8304868244739863564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8304868244739863564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8304868244739863564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/07/been-slack-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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-6910041.post-106769172221987493</id><published>2007-07-19T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T02:21:29.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/Rp5Z_HVKHWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yU-xbIhvbpo/s1600-h/biker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KqbFjCZGCaw/Rp5Z_HVKHWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yU-xbIhvbpo/s200/biker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088603569809661282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a picture i took while waiting for the bus. Apparently, the roads are too boring and one biker decides to challenge any pedestrians to walk in his path.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-106769172221987493?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/106769172221987493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=106769172221987493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/106769172221987493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/106769172221987493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-picture-i-took-while-waiting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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/_KqbFjCZGCaw/Rp5Z_HVKHWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/yU-xbIhvbpo/s72-c/biker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910041.post-8879362111802670971</id><published>2007-07-15T04:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T04:18:33.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180" height="23"  bgcolor="#ECECEC"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen?u=vMHZuV3bz9yZvxmYu8WakFmcvInZuUWZyZmLv9GclNWa/HOME%2520MADE%2520KAZOKU%2520-%2520Shounen%2520Heart.rbs&amp;cover=1&amp;crossfader=1&amp;replay=1&amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a song i found nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6910041-8879362111802670971?l=cruinsandr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/feeds/8879362111802670971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6910041&amp;postID=8879362111802670971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8879362111802670971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6910041/posts/default/8879362111802670971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruinsandr.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-song-i-found-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>ivano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02452408907233148205</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>
