<?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-8583761</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:39:02.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>euphoric melancholy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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>283</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583761.post-116754498758601085</id><published>2006-12-30T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T22:07:41.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CLOSED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4837/589/1600/97103/Closed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4837/589/320/651099/Closed.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello all. thank you for your utmost support this past decade. you've been kind to mc-nanimous and it saddens me to inform all you sexy people that i am closing mc-nanimous down, for good. i am just a man who wants some peace and quiet. so its time for me to go by the beach and write some emo entries without anyone viewing them. oh no i am going to cry. all of you please dont cry, be strong! gogo jiayouz! -sobs good bye all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;mcron&lt;br /&gt;(chairman of mc-nanimous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;moved to a more secluded place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116754498758601085?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116754498758601085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116754498758601085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116754498758601085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116754498758601085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/12/closed.html' title='CLOSED'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116740208317130415</id><published>2006-12-29T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T06:28:55.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>your call</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4837/589/1600/941275/DSC00673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="224" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4837/589/320/983183/DSC00673.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is the famous mccholas wong aka zai ge ge with his new hairdo. then again there is no hair. zai ge ge is going to changi prison to rescue his brother who was wrongly accused of rape and now he is researching on the types of temporary sticker tattoo to aid his rescue mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horno! things just got a little more complicated. nawww inhumane's the word. what can you do? nawww nothing. the beast can only get battered and not even mutter a word. after all, you are the beast. where do you go now? was it money or was it honey? fruit for thought smartypants. horno so many rhymes for the peanut brainer! okay im going to work and earn money for my hurhurhur.... polo tee. unless some good ol' soul decides to buy it for me in exchange for our promised festive present exchange event. zomg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116740208317130415?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116740208317130415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116740208317130415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116740208317130415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116740208317130415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/12/your-call.html' title='your call'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116729994349746756</id><published>2006-12-28T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T02:16:02.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last name... 'ivan'. eye vee aye ann</title><content type='html'>the taiwan earthquake is as sweet as a portobello mushroom. now my or probably everybodys' internet connection is screwy chewy. i could have updated earlier to satisfy my fans undying hunger for another exclusive mc-nanimous entry but too bad i say too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work has been kind to me. the rain especially. when everything gets wet wet wet, you just stand and look at the beautiful view of east coast park and also grasp the technique of weather reading. i am now an official walking meteorologist. met some cjc people at work namely wanting since other people are like the oh-i-know-it kind. wanting was all drenched and nearly had to offer her coasters as extra bra pads (: death note 2 was like zomg. death noters were all present and you bet samwich will discuss about the movie IN the cinema WHEN the movie is on-going, very loudly. princess is like the budget cinema right there. you see people eating wanton mee and also occasional moments where people go out and buy macs. movie tickets going and five bucks, negotiable. beat bedok you townies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard someone saying 'i had sex with the prettiest girl in the world'. chao xian-ner right there. sigh if only i had the death note, i will not write ivans name in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116729994349746756?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116729994349746756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116729994349746756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116729994349746756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116729994349746756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-name-ivan-eye-vee-aye-ann.html' title='the last name... &apos;ivan&apos;. eye vee aye ann'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116677406239765210</id><published>2006-12-21T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T23:55:35.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beauty in the breakdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4837/589/1600/525570/DSC00627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="203" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4837/589/320/165892/DSC00627.jpg" width="158" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she thinks she's cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4837/589/1600/865499/DSC00625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="192" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4837/589/320/234046/DSC00625.jpg" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am cooler. i just cant seem to muster enough courage to stick my tongue out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4837/589/1600/401874/DSC00612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4837/589/320/546899/DSC00612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she who calls my ah gong, ah gong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116677406239765210?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116677406239765210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116677406239765210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116677406239765210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116677406239765210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/12/beauty-in-breakdown.html' title='beauty in the breakdown'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116654623989731317</id><published>2006-12-19T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T08:39:12.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new news</title><content type='html'>i need rain rain rain, i'm burning up in here. this drought's about to disappear. rain rain rain, im burning up in here. ready or not, open up. specially dedicated to thailand. i like. bomoh free i swear. and its rain rain rain in singapore. not good. i like it dry. speaking of rain, Rain is coming to singapore. he thinks he is a gigolo. why the hell is he charging such dotting prices for his tickets. who needs rain rain rain. fecks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got my temperature rising like an el nin yo! -sings on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116654623989731317?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116654623989731317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116654623989731317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116654623989731317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116654623989731317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-news.html' title='new news'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116573779023375402</id><published>2006-12-09T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T22:36:11.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye my lover (for awhile)</title><content type='html'>DAY ONE&lt;br /&gt;okay on to some sappy stuff right there. not for the fainthearted. angster left for hongkong today. totally sad stuff i stress. you know you wont have anyone to talk to when you are bored, when you are all alone at home and your FRIEND(s) ps you for another friend, no one is going to be there to keep you company. when you are down and out, you have no one to rant to except for mc-nanimous. thats why i love mc-nanimous so much. zomg im a skinny and sad and lonely man. i guess this is suo wei de lovesick. i say zomg again. i realised i love angster to bits. for the very first time i am experiencing sadness because im missing someone. okay not really cause i always miss ivan when he goes home. BUT ZOMG I SAY. baby have a fun time then. nope no more cause im not a internet display of affectionist. good bye. im going to be a rot dot. OUT! i say you take that back.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY TWO&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG ANG JUST CALLED! thank you for wasting your money cause i so needed that. yesterday was totally and wholesomely boring to bits. i see hows life after break up and its very very sincerely a dotting experience. and its only the first day. ang, dont know when you will see this but i just want to tell you how much i miss you and that you must take care of yourself. i am NOT naggy understand. just a very caring skinny boy. happy shopping and more clothes and watch boobies!!! LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY THREE&lt;br /&gt;today i will summarized everything with a song taken from my ever beloved genre. emo pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you like crazy,&lt;br /&gt;even more than words can say.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you like crazy,&lt;br /&gt;every minute of every day.&lt;br /&gt;girl im so down,&lt;br /&gt;when you love's not around.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you, miss you, miss you.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY FOUR&lt;br /&gt;all right. so carrie, my bestfriends' bestfriend/girlfriend/egyptian mummy wannabe act close guru says that my previous day comment was cheeeeesyyyy. i say you take that back because you are just jealous ivan will never write anything this close to you. today i passed my basic theory test. naww not flaunting at all. but bestfriend who is also my gayfriend whom i call bb failed it. naww not suaning. its kinda sad because we cant go on any further. the relationship has to end. and now mummy and daddy and sister and brother wong are all gone. im all alone at home. ang is not around too. left with vans but vans wants pei pei. i say zomg. life sucks. im all alone. baby i need you know! where are you? AND ang, i've found the prison break page already. come on over for some smoking hot prison break action! i heard one msg is one dollar. i sent three. ZOMG! i did it for love. mummy wong will understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edit&lt;br /&gt;DAY FIVE&lt;br /&gt;im in the airport. ang just called. she is sweet stuff. she can club and get high so i am going to bangkok and find some real hot cheek right there and carry their bags. oh no its raining and how do you get up the plane? budget terminal looks like night safari. okay till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edit&lt;br /&gt;DAY SIX&lt;br /&gt;HEYO! im in bangkok right now. liying is talking to me. she is in US. she is cool. ivan is gay. yansheng is weird. i miss ang. where are you now? sianzxz no contact whatsoever. ogay internet is going to get cut off in 10 secs. good bye. miss all important people! oh and the nightlife in bangkok is very very i guess two words summarized it all, 'super pussy'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116573779023375402?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116573779023375402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116573779023375402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116573779023375402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116573779023375402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/12/goodbye-my-lover-for-awhile.html' title='goodbye my lover (for awhile)'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116506671939954329</id><published>2006-12-02T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T07:44:16.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it ends tonight</title><content type='html'>hello hello. lets talk about prom. it sucks because it is one freaking beauty contest. with pernickety little bastards and beeyatches with your fancy dresses, judge others and try to impress. kowtow to that. but it so roxors because i get to see my beautiful classmates all being beautiful as they already are being even more beautiful. aww zomg mcron makes no sense but bottom line is they are beautiful people. so here goes, tribute to my lovely teetwelvers. i probably wont see seven eighths of them ever again but who knows in twenty years time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terence will be the first singaporean to play in NBA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yansheng will be building A380's part-time and also become the best french horn player to ever live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimberly will be a taitai, mahjong all day long and live in an electric blue coloured house with psyduck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvina will be a model because she is oh so damn gorgeous during prom. totally prom queen worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liying will be a tattoo artist and i will get her to tattoo my mother's name on my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alycia will grow taller by 2mm and she will be the new poster girl for 'hua yu's cool'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alyson will be taller by 20cm and she will join kim in her mahjong games because alyson is also a potential taitai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dorothy will do what she does best and that is to deal with money. some loan shark will acquire her service and she will do her job. you bet she will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean will be an environmentalist. despite her mriaowing antics, pennycake will be singapore's very own mother theresa. never fails to help the needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat will be a frisbee instructor with uncle rah. bag packing her life away with her ever changing boyfriends. occasionally with libing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;libing will join team singapore and continue running. she never stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sherlyn will elope with her boyfriend and have 20 kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuhui will form her own girl band named zipangu and become famous. she also has the knack for changing her identity as she does so successfully during prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanting will FINALLY get off the shelve for AWHILE because she will FINALLY take of her specs and become so hot that she starts dumping boySSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erica will be the best ballet teacher in town. occasionally involve in scandals will celebrities and holds the record for having the most divorces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna will go back to india and join bollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhangmei will be the best housewife in the world because she will get everything done by shooting down either her husband or her children. she can open a tuition centre to change seventeen pointers to triple A students too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope i didnt leave anyone out. i love every single one of you and thank you for all your pretty presents and mementoes. god bless. god speed. good life to all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL MY BELOVED CLASSMATES, SEND ME THE PHOTOS PLEASE. I WANT MEMORIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not in order or preference whatsoever to avoid the critics from dishing out harsh comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so prom was filled with hits and misses. more misses of course. oh no i feel so restricted. fine i shant say anything.&lt;br /&gt;post prom was like DOTS. all i remember was carrie getting high and doing the sexy/not so sexy dance move which was definitely _________. oh and she was showing half her boob the whole time. good ol' ivan was the man who saves the day by not touching her boob but to cover it up not with his hands but with her top. schweet. people were getting high and higher. although the crowd wasnt as PROMINENT as those in dxo but i guess that is how people have more fun right. for once i was pumping it with ivan and kim. got drunk kim back into the hotel and gang raped her ass to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hey baby. happy two months! okay maybe not so happy. sorry that i am such a boring person. sorry that i cant spend today with you. sorry for all the times i've made you angry (if there is any), sorry for everything that has caused your happiness. the big hiatus looms and i am just so gonna miss you. cant imagine life without you. oh no. sam sucks. durian puffs are supposed to be my duty to get them okay! i searched high and low for them! ahhwelll i hope our zero quarrel policy last! then i wont have an excuse to dump you. okay fine the other way round! HAHA, danggit. some things are just so difficult to say it to you. i'd write them down any how. all right, you happy mapling! i love you so muchhhhhh!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116506671939954329?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116506671939954329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116506671939954329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116506671939954329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116506671939954329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-ends-tonight.html' title='it ends tonight'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116463658775733820</id><published>2006-11-27T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T06:11:27.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOHHHHWELLLLLS</title><content type='html'>stop. please dont torture yourself on my senseless gibberish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4837/589/1600/453140/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually thought i was robinhood. rob-b-hood would be fine too. but when i was simulated into the situation, i became red riding hood. i need to embark on policy d.s . i feel so weak. ________ at stake. devastating day i say. then simon says you're screwed. it used haste then it uses dark sight to invisiblerise itself. it sure is one zipangu. ogay this entry is not meant for the desperate and the lonely. i dont know what i am saying anymore. shoot me with your perrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116463658775733820?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116463658775733820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116463658775733820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116463658775733820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116463658775733820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/11/zohhhhwellllls.html' title='ZOHHHHWELLLLLS'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116438956103886600</id><published>2006-11-24T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T09:40:36.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i met the world in town today. familiar faces were aplenty. for once i thought ivan and i were destined for success. guess not. or rather just for him. going to town is like doing napfa thrice. i actually thought vivocity, the crowd magnet would bring away some people. maybe the population grew. there cant be this many people everywhere. i refuse to believe it. oh and when i said familiar faces, it means wow heyhey i saw this guy before and not the zomg why are you here kinda thing. AND I RAN AROUND TOWN WITHOUT ZIPPING MY PANTS FOR TWO HOURS. under the influence of FEI XIANG i've always remember to double check okay because mister FEI XIANG believes that a real man must govern his venus flytrap. i failed him. ivan's all ready to set his guns blazing on &lt;em&gt;someday&lt;/em&gt; and i wish him the best of luck. we all believe in astrology dont we? yes scorpios? i love scorpios to bits. tomorrow we are going to play soccer and we are going to gun down the spanish poser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116438956103886600?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116438956103886600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116438956103886600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116438956103886600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116438956103886600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-met-world-in-town-today.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116428819797691268</id><published>2006-11-23T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T05:37:08.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>third job</title><content type='html'>you tell me who plays soccer and have cramps at the climax?! not me not me. and when i came home, i saw my mom wearing this zomgcleavagerevealing top with three quarters. i was like zomg are you clubbing tonight but she replied, 'mahjong'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know my mom's a beast. apparently she is like da hottest beeyatch back in school. big goo goo eyes? you bet. nice perms, zomg you must be kidding, its all natural. the foxy attitude, grrrrrrrrr no one does it better than jessica triple lee (lee li li) herself. BIG BOOBIES, YOU GOT IT ALL! my mom is hot fo sheazy. i love my mom. i let her down. ahwell but i guess her era is long gone. the lianxies have totally and wholesomely and sincerely taken over her throne. on the whole, jack's quote says it all, 'my momma can beat your momma!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and bread went to take his basic theory today and failed it. i've never been a legend at mcqs la. im so gonna flunk it. my knowledge for signs need to reach zen level before 13 dec. and you think your studying career is over...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116428819797691268?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116428819797691268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116428819797691268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116428819797691268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116428819797691268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/11/third-job.html' title='third job'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116408137917304357</id><published>2006-11-20T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T19:57:50.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY VANS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how people like to update about how fun the birthday bash was?! i SINCERELY wont do it because if i do, this entry would never end. zomg. we do it bumfumz and jilllayyyyzx way okay. good companion, cheesecake, bearing no GRUDGE, macs breakfast, fifa swipes, more GOOD companion which was more or less the same good companion remembering the fact that ivy lady has a pretty small social circle so they more or less overlap each other. yup. you get it. the fun in the bun. schweeeeeet birthday bash. they call it the BBBBB. big birthday bash from bao bei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116408137917304357?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116408137917304357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116408137917304357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116408137917304357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116408137917304357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-vans-you-know-how.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116385494887943934</id><published>2006-11-18T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T05:05:27.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEEYINGG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, we went down to holland village to celebrate our come&amp;go friend liying the beeying the seeying. sara lee's cheesecake was truly DA birthday cake of the season. then we spent a zillion years taking jump shots and being the bimbotic girls, kim and liying simply cant lift themselves more than 0.2124 inch off the ground. headed down to settlers and played fruity five games which was actually a mcron-touch-kims-hands game. totally smooth i tell you. hurs. alvina and lu came to join us and still it was mcron&amp;amp;kim who prevailed. we lan-ed through the night playing dotA and cs. and this stupid [nOoB] clan like tried to rape us. tolongz please. mcron aka zomg clear team please. play with [EoN] cUp!cl , never die before. okay but dotA for me was almost like gu-ji stuff. i chose this female 'hero' who had flaming hands. damn cool. i never liked whacking irritating scrooge (okay fine scourge or whatever you call them). i prefer to go back and drink water from the spring. it gives me a very 'tiiiiinnnnnnnnggggg hai ku de sheng ying' feeling. i dont want to say anything anymore. there are copycats everywhere. there are also people who like to act high and boast about their highness. i see that you are very cool and you love to drink. totally envious because you are a true blue alco-poppist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116385494887943934?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116385494887943934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116385494887943934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116385494887943934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116385494887943934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-beeyingg-yesterday-we.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116368042399282917</id><published>2006-11-16T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T04:33:44.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>someone asked me to put my tagboard back up.  i am not a html master and i don't know how to do it. but that's one thing, whats a tagboard when ivan's not going to tag it. gheyfucks we are. no pun intended. you get it you know it. you dont get it you dont know me. dont ask why. okay i am resisting my fingers but i am still going to say it. a levels are finally over. cliche entry i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;partayeee at mos tonight. i am not going to say anything. you loyal readers know how much of an animal i am. mass making out sessions definitely a must. hot grinding oh hell you bet it. fuck. why is all my pre-clubbing entries so alike. zomg i think i am trying to create some virtual hype right here. take it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116368042399282917?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116368042399282917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116368042399282917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116368042399282917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116368042399282917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/11/someone-asked-me-to-put-my-tagboard.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116351667885492750</id><published>2006-11-14T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T07:07:32.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boys will be boys</title><content type='html'>too many questions with so little answers. i prefer to take a rest from the stress and follow the path of interlocking spurs. drinking china apple gives you the adrenaline rush to sing along with marilyn manson. actually there is more to everything and anything. i feel so restricted. i hate so many people. the it who pointed its lil finger at ivan. the it who, the it who the it who. there are so many its. fuck off will ya. at the end of the day, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ is &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; virtue. this makes no sense, dont try to comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come blogger doesnt have the show your mood function. i can show everyone that my mood is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; . ya ya suck on its lil finger then. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116351667885492750?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116351667885492750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116351667885492750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116351667885492750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116351667885492750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/11/boys-will-be-boys.html' title='boys will be boys'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116334189389880682</id><published>2006-11-12T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T06:32:31.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zomg. that was like an exact carbon copy please. i will/can not disclose much but i say you are trying too hard. show some originality. be yourself for lil jon's sake. seriously pimped. (sorry for the paradox to the last entry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg, i just stole the princess hours song on youtube. i like the song and its climax. it is orgasmic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg, they changed the geog timing just to entertain the bush. the bush is such an *&amp;amp;#$@. why he wants to play with us. play with himself la. i want to end my a lvls earlier okay. because of him and his stupid games we now end one hour later. bushy bushy monster...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116334189389880682?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116334189389880682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116334189389880682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116334189389880682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116334189389880682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/11/zomg.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116308782003755715</id><published>2006-11-09T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T08:02:11.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to parkway parade</title><content type='html'>horno! another victim of online spammers. not like i disagree to their doings, i actually think they deserve to be applauded. i mean a blog is somewhere you write your personal experiences and not boast about your branded stuff or put pictures of you and your boyfriend kissing right. and if you really want to rant about that someone then you might as well just send it an sms and tell it fuck you or something rather then going on and on without leaving a name or anything. or better still, make yourself cooler. just keep using YOU and assume that it knows who you are actually referring to. ya so you can say 'yes you, i am talking about you. i know you know i know you.' (ogays guilty party over here). so i say kudos to spammers! blogging sucks. i write what i want and i say i had sex with ivan's bolster. yawwns yawwns yada yada. zomg why is my itunes playing mandy moore's candy. schweet i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh and my future is kinda dim right now. math was like do-able but not getable. geog was like killer miller. gp was like ermmmmmmmm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;transient&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i think. dont read my blog. you'll probably fail gp too. what is my future like? i came to a conclusion today that i'm not going to get married and so i will not have kids and that will save me some financial problems in future (you critical newsmongers will probably argue that no one wants to marry me) ../... i guess i can work for someone and survive on that minute amount of money i earn. or maybe i can live on that someone who is a sugar mummy in the making. no probz right there. hopefully ivan will inherit his great grandfathers' fortune and company selling underwears. sianxz 0.5%.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116308782003755715?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116308782003755715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116308782003755715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116308782003755715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116308782003755715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/11/welcome-to-parkway-parade.html' title='welcome to parkway parade'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116289735930646135</id><published>2006-11-07T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T03:04:26.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some people think they are so purrrrfeeeecttttt lor. totally and wholesomely lor. comment so much lor. blog kena flooded liaozx lor. bo beh zhao i tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116289735930646135?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116289735930646135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116289735930646135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116289735930646135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116289735930646135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/11/some-people-think-they-are-so.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116262790237956616</id><published>2006-11-03T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T03:54:26.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when ga zua meets xiao qiang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/House_Gecko_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="157" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/House_Gecko_02.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/untitled.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/cockroach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="141" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/cockroach.jpg" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got that right. yesterday i met daddy lizard and mummy cockroach. pest busters wongsters swung straight into action. armed with newspapers we hunt the lizard down. running at tremendous pace, almost using haste (like a bandit), it took the agility of pest buster wong mccholas to finally control the lizard using his newspaper wand. knowing that sir ga zua is like drogba the diver, always with its theatrics, pest buster wong mcron add the icing on the cake by taking a swipe at the presumably dead lizard. i say i killed it. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then while enjoying our supper at the dining area, cockroach aka xiao qiang appeared. hiding behind detergent bottles, busters wong mccholas and mcron arrived with a plan. he move the bottles while i apply the finishing move. but uncalculated event always happens. no one thought xiao qiang would retaliate and attack me instead. i swear i did not scream. and now xiao qiang is in a hideout somewhere in the store room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally love sir ga zua and lady xiao qiang. till then, catch the next episode of When Ga Zua Meets Xiao Qiang right here on mc-nanimous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG! I JUST REALISED GA ZUA IS ALSO XIAO QIANG IS ALSO SISTER COCKROACH!! SO PLEASE CHANGE ALL GA ZUAS ABOVE TO ERM &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JI LENGZ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! HAHAHAA ZOMG CORRECT, ITS JI LENG HAWHAWHAW. gosh ivan's dad, aka cockroach man/slayer won't be very proud of my mistake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116262790237956616?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116262790237956616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116262790237956616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116262790237956616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116262790237956616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/11/when-ga-zua-meets-xiao-qiang.html' title='when ga zua meets xiao qiang'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116252903798774899</id><published>2006-11-02T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T20:43:58.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jack and jills, paddle pops, cadbury milk chocolates, cup noodles and mapleing. that sums up my entire day at home. the NEW way to blog sure is fast and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy's new car is brightly red. in fact its TRUE red. so fierce. i like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116252903798774899?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116252903798774899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116252903798774899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116252903798774899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116252903798774899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/11/jack-and-jills-paddle-pops-cadbury.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116235644341136663</id><published>2006-10-31T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T23:38:26.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow jt is definitely the style mama. so is 'one-needle'. high maintenance, sadly, if not its like one for me and one for ivan. but you wont want to play for scissor sisters will come and get you. zomg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, gp is tomorrow and im still speaking like spreaded. fail gp means no tomorrow. divine intervention, somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116235644341136663?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116235644341136663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116235644341136663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116235644341136663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116235644341136663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/10/wow-jt-is-definitely-style-mama.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116227804933044030</id><published>2006-10-30T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T23:00:49.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El Condor Pasa</title><content type='html'>I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be a hammer than a nail.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be a forest than a street.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet.&lt;br /&gt;Yes i would, if i only could, i surely would.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116227804933044030?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116227804933044030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116227804933044030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116227804933044030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116227804933044030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/10/el-condor-pasa.html' title='El Condor Pasa'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116214418244468021</id><published>2006-10-29T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:53:21.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sianz diaoz, bowling for solitude</title><content type='html'>i hope west ham wins later. leading one nil and teddy monster sheringham is getting the game going. after the arrival of rascal macherano and tevez the brat, it was all downhill from there. basturkk i say. my brothers method of offing all lights and leaving the table lamp thing on is working pretty sweetly over here. im like studying and not feeling sleepy. another sweet sauteed there. they say its okay one &lt;em&gt;lah &lt;/em&gt;move along, i say okay &lt;em&gt;lor&lt;/em&gt;. speaking of which, bumfumz feel like getting a le tigre polo tee. bumfumz go stardee first. bumfumz outtt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116214418244468021?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116214418244468021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116214418244468021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116214418244468021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116214418244468021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/10/sianz-diaoz-bowling-for-solitude.html' title='sianz diaoz, bowling for solitude'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116201193902353382</id><published>2006-10-27T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T22:09:43.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/DSC00457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/DSC00457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am growing a mushroom on my head. ivan is looking a lot like kenny. i guess the only positive thing to pick up from this picture would most probably be our dimples. and then again you can argue that its a defect. ../..(",)../.. , i bestow unto you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUM.&lt;br /&gt;listen to your mama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116201193902353382?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116201193902353382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116201193902353382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116201193902353382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116201193902353382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-am-growing-mushroom-on-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116185804787211660</id><published>2006-10-26T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T06:02:50.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mummy its not funny</title><content type='html'>my mum is in a berserk mood right now. i know mummy is unhappy but she is making her problem looks like its my problem and now i think i am having like an induced problem over here. tomorrow's mummys' birthday and i really wish i could make things happier for her but somethings are really out of my control. i guess i'd just let her scream at me if that makes her feel better. but then again i've got fucking a levels coming up and you screaming at me doesnt help my secret mugging operation inside my cupboard. jokes aside, i think my mum is really unreasonable. she is making everyone feel bad just because she is feeling bad. i was freaking studying hello and she wants me to come home right away only because i went out without telling her. zomg i say. so i am like GROUNDED zomg for doing nothing. never thought i'd use that word ever again since im like fucking eighteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell i guess today is one of the occasional days where i do the cry in the bathroom stun or maybe sleep face down so my pillow can suck dry my tears. my mum sucks. i was born &lt;em&gt;by her &lt;/em&gt;without a pretty face, without perfect teeth, a slighty slanted face, ugly hair and a fucking low self esteem... all in all i am mummy's little defect. what you see now is a man all covered up with make up but what lies inside is a flaw-ful person with no confidence until some big headed pimply boy came along. sometimes i wish i had someone to share my sorrows with but my sorrows are probably too explicit. looking around, there isnt anyone i can talk to, nobody gives a fuck about me, anymore. i have zero friends. literally and metaphorically if you just draw two dots and a smiley in that zero cause it'd probably look like ivan. AHHHWELLLLS, all i know is, i am born to bring happiness to everyone around me. i am a clown and i make people laugh. either with my senseless jokes or just by looking at me. i am fine with anything. and what is wrong with me today?! mcron is never sad. mcron is never troubled. i not only can make people laugh, i always make myself laugh too. Ha Ha. ogays, emo entry ends here. i am not really sad. in fact i love the world. the world roxors. bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116185804787211660?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116185804787211660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116185804787211660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116185804787211660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116185804787211660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/10/mummy-its-not-funny.html' title='mummy its not funny'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116168698353380414</id><published>2006-10-24T03:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T03:59:55.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/DSC01221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="201" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/DSC01221.jpg" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladies and gentlemen, i present you mister david lim my econs tutor. today marks the end of his reign of my tuesdays. not like i can use the time to do anything amusing also. david is such a man, his jokes are definitely up there with erm i dont know but looking at him makes your day already. you are like DA coolest teacher. who the hell comes for tuition with a bandage on his head?! the countless of times ivan and i sneaked a video in between his lessons will definitely stay in our head. your endless talks on prostitutes, pornography and women will be missed. what about your cheapskate moments? stealing the can of coke even though you cannot drink soft drinks. for you son maybe? oh and your never paiseh moments of just taking our candies without permission. sweet i say. i love your remind-us-to-pay tactics which never fails to amaze me only because it is so predictable and yes WE GET THE HINT! ogay ogay subtlely, i just want to tell you david how much i appreciate you. its pretty sad to see you walk down the corridor the last time and still manage to squeeze some unhappiness about us quitting so early but i love you nonetheless. thank you for the joy and laughter, good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and speaking of which i suddenly feel like eating ba zhang. buy me some honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was born to tell you i love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116168698353380414?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116168698353380414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116168698353380414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116168698353380414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116168698353380414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/10/ladies-and-gentlemen-i-present-you.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116168699088347561</id><published>2006-10-24T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T03:50:13.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/DSC01221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="201" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/DSC01221.jpg" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladies and gentlemen, i present you mister david lim my econs tutor. today marks the end of his reign of my tuesdays. not like i can use the time to do anything amusing also. david is such a man, his jokes are definitely up there with erm i dont know but looking at him makes your day already. the countless of times ivan and i sneaked a video in between his lessons will definitely stay in our head. your endless talks on prostitutes, pornography and women will be missed. i just want to tell you david how much i appreciate you. its pretty sad to see you walk down the corridor the last time and still manage to squeeze some unhappiness about us quitting so early but i love you nonetheless. thank you for the joy and laughter, good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was born to tell you i love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116168699088347561?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116168699088347561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116168699088347561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116168699088347561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116168699088347561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/10/ladies-and-gentlemen-i-present-you_24.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116134946690956808</id><published>2006-10-20T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T06:18:05.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been attempting to study at expo for the last couple of days. not really productive but amusing stuff i say. first there is the wang jianzhong guy who so happened to be the top scholar of ivans' primary school. he has this very disturbing long fringe which nicely touches his eyes. then he had to look at his fringe occasionally like the top corner look you know what i mean! very sweet. oh and he wears white everyday which does not help because he has awfully black nipples. and his nips were like protruding out and the circumference of the nipple is freaking obvious i tell you. i really want to pinch wang jianzhong nippies because mcrons' nips don't lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was more special. there was this phototaking session for motorola. the models are like fucking tall. you see they were taking pictures with the pillar as their background and the pillar has like lines on it. the male model was merely leaning against the lines and he already was beyond the third line. the female model standing straight was on the third line. so when everything was over i went to stand at the pillar and i was somewhere between the second and third line. i am not telling you anything else... and as you know ivan and i are aspiring underwear models, we spent like 3 hours just looking at their photoshoot. very good, very sweet. bb must be proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;sexx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hello baby. i see that our relationship is being closely monitored. but i cant care for less. i am going to pda now. okay no i am not going to do that. i am not going to talk sensitive due to your insensitivity. instead i am going to sing you a song, ' say my name, say my name...' right i guess that sums up everything. you are barred from calling me maggi. it is so unsweet and so not special. such a pepper shaker i say. ogays i am going to reply you now. my ending is not always predictable okayyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thanks for that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;exciting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; day and bringing me into the world of rebellions. i am going to take back the sorry i said to you and instead i replace it with a thank you. ai shi ni le!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116134946690956808?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116134946690956808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116134946690956808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116134946690956808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116134946690956808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/10/dear-diary-ive-been-attempting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116117289042357213</id><published>2006-10-18T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T05:42:48.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>enlisted ; APRIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YANSHENGZX88!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;play&lt;/span&gt; with&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; font&lt;/span&gt; colours. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; make &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so anyway, today's sir yanses birthday and being the lousy organisers, we went for lunch and watched ang moh infernal affairs. lunch at seoul gardens was nothing short of fun. away from the world, we can do nothing but be ourselves. stuffing untouched meat into the soup and holding loads of it in our mouth and then attempting a hit and run by spitting them all out in the dustbin outside. carnivores we are except for the only weird hainanese omnivore, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;dengborah&lt;/span&gt;. ah yes then ellyne came over to pass yansheng his birthday present. i think she is really sweet. at least she is real and cute unlike some other eczema obsessed freak. act nice. pigos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to ang moh wu jian daozx. okay it was almost as long as titanic. lots of blood spilling and excessive usage of fuck/cocksucker/fuck/twofacefucker/fuck. nothing that makes porno feels like home. oh and we smuggled ivan in with some smart id techniques. exciting. jack nicholson died in 10seconds, matt damon died in 1 second while leonardo dicaprio died in 0.34783 nanosecond. i mean they could have dragged their death more dramatically rightrightright director wong?! okay and the ending rat part is pretty dots. everyone in the theatre was like dotting away. bahh bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly remember that i want to talk about me being short and having a short bestfriend. standing at a mere 1.699999 and ivan at 1.67, we are midgets amongst the flowing crowd in clubs. and the average height of a singaporean man stands at 1.7, im below fucking average! this is hurting stuff. my dad is 1.8, my brother is 1.75 (wtf...) and i am the dwarf. okay, bye again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116117289042357213?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116117289042357213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116117289042357213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116117289042357213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116117289042357213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/10/enlisted-april.html' title='enlisted ; APRIL'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116099995652605627</id><published>2006-10-16T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T04:59:16.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/DSC03739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="270" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/DSC03739.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello i swear i did not steal this picture from ivans' blog, stereofused.blogspot.com. yes yes advertisement. anyway nah this picture holds no meaning whatsoever. i just want to thank these two souls for their hardwork in ermmmm getting the fire started. they are like my guardian angels and hell do they look compatible BUT they are strictly and SINCERELY (so carrie always says) friends. plus carrie is attached while ivan is still looking around since i dumped him not so long ago. after flinging with jt this wholesome manwhore is looking at older women now. okay fine fine i just crapped a whole lot okay, he is left hanging dry and unwanted. please someone show him some love. speaking of which, ivan calls himself yodayoda whilst i am supposedly his disciple, the noobish palawanzx. today was a day of reminiscence. bb knows it. bb loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;chooksie babe, you've got the song stuck in my head. its no longer a lullaby. it's a love song for the loveful. no but someone must die and im not going to be the one so go ahead and have fits. stop ******** me i tell you. there is a right place and a right time for it! and i DO NOT any how say IT okay. ohmy the secret entry is becoming too secret even for you. okay i'd just tell you later ((:S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116099995652605627?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116099995652605627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116099995652605627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116099995652605627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116099995652605627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-i-swear-i-did-not-steal-this.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116092014671850172</id><published>2006-10-15T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T06:49:06.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so i deleted my tagboard because tag-board.com is having some stupid problem and i dont know how to solve it. but i guess its fine since i dont really need the tags. i've been through the stage whereby i was really affected by peoples' tags and i care about my tags. its like i'd feel so loser if the tagboard doesnt move. i mean i still do haha but okay fine i guess its all good now. no worries about spammers too not that i ever give a damn about them. i think my enemies are the hide and bitch kind so sweet stuff yes. sorry this blog sucks. it is on the decline. dont bother coming back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116092014671850172?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116092014671850172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116092014671850172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116092014671850172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116092014671850172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/10/okay-so-i-deleted-my-tagboard-because.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116062012374052472</id><published>2006-10-11T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T19:36:37.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cant you read it? it says yay we're going to bangkok! suck on the itinerary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i skipped school due to erm gastric flu. and im not doing anything today. ivan's got his class gathering at marina bay. i hope it rains. okay im just joking. jealous boy you see. well its okay then, i'd study really hard and go for extra tuition later to make him more jealous of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept early last night so as to allow some unsweet galzx to watch her recorded show and to sleep early. but guess what? she mapled her way to missing school. so not prioritizing, so give promises but cannot keep. so to unsweet galzxz88, you better start studying although you are smart judging from the fact that you once had fits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'd give you my fingers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116062012374052472?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116062012374052472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116062012374052472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116062012374052472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116062012374052472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/10/cant-you-read-it-it-says-yay-were.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116045728896959113</id><published>2006-10-09T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T01:40:12.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mc-nanimous is officially a hub. its not as secluded as it used to be. it's up there with jillayzz bumfumzz and maybe xiaxuez. thank you all for making me feel like a celebrity. school sucks by the way. i got 20 upon oh my fuck, why am i sounding so much like han ge ge. i realised my teachers are biase. seriously i think she feels that i am damn stupid. today she was asking everyone for an answer to a seemingly perplex question. and i gave her the answer like 15 minutes before someone else shyly said 'i think its refugees'. and when i said wth i just said that some 15 minutes ago, she simply said oh then you better make sure you write it for a levels. wth cant you at least give me credits for my effort? and she probably treat my answers as gibberish. this is unfair. i hate school. i am not stupid, im just not bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i am here AGAIN. this part is only for the sole purpose of entertaining ivan so you guys should just skip it. yesterday we saw this guy. his name is choooyawwwxz (not his real name). and darn goodness did he had the word sexx (double x) written all over his face. in short, he smell of sexx. the more you look at him, he just reminds you of the good ol' blowjob. sweet stuff i say chooooyawwwwxz. sweeeeet sauuteeeeeed. good luck have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sjudjwofmcs;pouekencxl;iksdfjklsdfg;oasdjakllgdfj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suck on that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116045728896959113?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116045728896959113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116045728896959113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116045728896959113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116045728896959113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/10/mc-nanimous-is-officially-hub.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116028293923079493</id><published>2006-10-07T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T21:49:57.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realised my english sucks. i think my chinese is better because i listen to cao ge. i never knew there was no spreaded. how am i supposed to know the past tense of swear is swore? isn't it like sweared?! and i actually thought there was a past tense to swore. something like swored? i dont know when to use has, have or had. liewz. simply suxors worx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no secret entry today. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you guys suck. persistent buggers.&lt;br /&gt;56837 # 968 # 6269 #6269# 25274!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116028293923079493?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116028293923079493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116028293923079493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116028293923079493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116028293923079493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-realised-my-english-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-116013585489717650</id><published>2006-10-06T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T04:57:34.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the haze is fucking bad. my little duprees cannot take it no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hello to you scary internet users. if you are reading this then you are an official backstabber. because no one is supposed to read a secret entry if it isn't meant for you. and this space is only for baby chooks SO if you are not baby chooks but some passerby then please give me some privacy and quit reading this space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;oh and chooks you malufied me today. TOTALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-116013585489717650?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/116013585489717650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=116013585489717650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116013585489717650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/116013585489717650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/10/haze-is-fucking-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115996961052825839</id><published>2006-10-04T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T08:21:27.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>signed, sealed, delivered</title><content type='html'>okay so ivan wants me to write an entry to reiterate the fact that we are not ghey! yes that means we like women. you know boobies and stuff. so what do you guys expect from a 10 year long friendship? hi bye eeyer he backstab me?! suck on your fragile friendships for my friendship with ivan ownz all jooz please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear internet users,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here is a little advert on my bb, okay no more ghey stuff. yes my best palzxz ivan. standing at 1.6834390438m tall, pretty silent scorpio for you. doesnt talk much but when he does, entertaining it is. straight teeth which will melt anyone's heart. coolio spikey dude who is going on the emo look so sure to impress. fit man ready to enter the diving unit. soccer and pool are the few of his many forte-s. fair by nature despite the millions of failed tanning sessions but who prefers a black man like me except for chubby chooks. with his cool vintage cum old school cum emo rock dress sense, a done deal is almost for sure. he has the whole package to be anyones beau. so common girls, OPEN YOUR EYES! come to him. suck on his! (okay that was like a modified version of suck on that so do not feel offended.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yours sincerely,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;agent wong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and here is to my darling clarissa ang chooks! you like lyrics so much right. i give you sweet romantic lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;if i lay here, if i just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yes without any open and close inverted commas ((: LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115996961052825839?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115996961052825839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115996961052825839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115996961052825839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115996961052825839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/10/signed-sealed-delivered.html' title='signed, sealed, delivered'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115967844599122909</id><published>2006-09-30T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T21:54:51.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the results show</title><content type='html'>bb's sick. he is uber prone to diarrhoea. and when he gets it, the once self-proclaimed strong man will turn all pale and feeble. give it up for ivan soh. i guess we have to cancel our soccer trip AND our simpang escapades. the tremendous stress he is getting from BGR and examinations are probably too much for a little man like him to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to the not so important school stuff. some pe teacher think he is really so cool to stand behind me and catch me for fidgeting too much during assembly. hello it was hot and stuffy and i think its perfectly fine for me to fan myself right?! and there are like a million and one people talking during assembly while i merely fan myself and okay perhaps stand on one leg and perhaps forgot to say the pledge and perhaps kept looking around. so he made me stand inside this little circle in the middle of the quadrangle for 5 mins. so cool. i never did stand so straight in my entire life but i had to because this guy is serious fo sheazy. and then natasha and van ann had to walk past me and laugh at me. i mean how do you expect me to not return them a smile or something. so this COOL pe teacher told me i wasn't respecting the assembly so he added on to the 5 mins. so cool, up his ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115967844599122909?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115967844599122909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115967844599122909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115967844599122909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115967844599122909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/results-show.html' title='the results show'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115944774480696358</id><published>2006-09-28T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T05:53:05.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't hang up the phone now.</title><content type='html'>okay so my future is pretty bleak right now. geography was pwned. math was owned. econs' being sent to the elimination chamber. im a jooz. mr tan jeck suan tried to give me detention although i was genuinely sick. lucky my never say die spirit paid off. today there was tension tension within the t12 camp. and i was caught in the middle. but i couldnt care for less. for i've got more important things to take care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been preparing for something. but i dont know if the preparation is going smoothly or not. i think it'd be cute but im afraid it would be stupid. i dont want to experience another rejection/dejection. bahhs. im a virgin ***er so pardon me (oh and if you want to know what are the missing asterisk, you can ask me. but who gives a shit about my life anyway). it all depends on you. i just need to know some things but you are not showing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i need you so, im ready to give it a go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115944774480696358?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115944774480696358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115944774480696358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115944774480696358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115944774480696358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/dont-hang-up-phone-now_28.html' title='don&apos;t hang up the phone now.'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115944739607536625</id><published>2006-09-28T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T05:49:37.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't hang up the phone now.</title><content type='html'>for a chance at loving you, i take it all away.&lt;br /&gt;for the chance to be with you, i'd gladly risk it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so my future is pretty bleak right now. geography was pwned. math was owned. econs' being sent to the elimination chamber. im a jooz. mr tan jeck suan tried to give me detention although i was &lt;em&gt;genuinely&lt;/em&gt; sick. lucky my never say die spirit paid off. today there was tension tension within the t12 camp. and i was caught in the middle. but i couldnt care for less. for i've got more important things to take care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been preparing for something. but i dont know if the preparation is going smoothly or not. i think it'd be cute but im afraid it would be stupid. i dont want to experience another rejection/dejection. bahhs. im a virgin ***er so pardon me (oh and if you want to know what are the missing asterisk, you can ask me. but who gives a shit about my life anyway). it all depends on you. i just need to know some things but you are not showing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i need you so, im ready to give it a go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115944739607536625?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115944739607536625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115944739607536625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115944739607536625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115944739607536625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/dont-hang-up-phone-now.html' title='don&apos;t hang up the phone now.'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115936118190591026</id><published>2006-09-27T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T04:01:34.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOES/HOLES?!</title><content type='html'>HOES BEFORE BROS. i say nutjob to that. you shook it once, i will not shake it twice. you made a mistake, a mild one it might seem, i will not even make a milder mistake. for i know holes are a plenty while in my entire life, i'd probably have only one bro. 4 years might seem like a short time but that is friggin 356 times 4 which is somewhere along the line of a thousand days. and nothing will come in between this GHEYish friendship. who can forget our heyday colgate triple action? whoever say we need three to go on a spree? oh and how you single handedly embezzle the funds from 'Sho' gang? there can only be batman and robin, never will there be a falcon boy. even catwoman works alone. what about your mini bubble primary school love last year. pu bor gaoz took it like a man and live on although i kinda ruin it. bi yan yi bi zhi, i say you take that back and suck my nutsack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115936118190591026?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115936118190591026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115936118190591026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115936118190591026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115936118190591026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/hoesholes.html' title='HOES/HOLES?!'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115926936335677792</id><published>2006-09-26T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T04:16:03.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i just want you to know that...</title><content type='html'>today went out with bb to study. didn't go all that well since bb and i have like a thousand and one topics to talk about. speaking about tea, we only know bubble tea and teh. ice lemon tea from spinellis' was an utter disaster. how am i supposed to know i need to add sweetener to it. smart me added sugar. yes into ICE lemon tea. then bb and i went to play pool. it was tired fo sheazy since bb is so good and i had to run many many errands. okay it makes no sense but im just pretty tired. and just so you know, bb is ivan. supposed to mean like baobei or baby but one is taken so he is just bb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i heard i got 16 for econs mcq. saddening stuff. i thought i put in effort to do it. but shit happens. everyday. like yesterday which was vinegary stuff. and i guess i just have to study hard now and not repeat the same mistakes. and ms lee said i deproved tremendously for maths so its another fall from grace. well i was never up there but yes its still a small fall which feels like ouch. all right, time to move along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hello you! tsk tsk secretly sourcing for secret entries eh.  jealousy i felt yesterday, but i guess it all means good (: and you had to make me wait for so long. AND YOU DID IT TWICE. well it was comforting to hear from you and it put me to sleep pretty quickly. 5683 968&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115926936335677792?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115926936335677792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115926936335677792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115926936335677792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115926936335677792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-just-want-you-to-know-that.html' title='i just want you to know that...'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115926861168326944</id><published>2006-09-26T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T04:08:15.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i just want you to know...</title><content type='html'>today went out with bb to study. didn't go all that well since bb and i have like a thousand and one topics to talk about. speaking about tea, we only know bubble tea and teh. ice lemon tea from spinellis' was an utter disaster. how am i supposed to know i need to add sweetener to it. smart me added sugar. yes into ICE lemon tea. then bb and i went to play pool. it was tired fo sheazy since bb is so good and i had to run many many errands. okay it makes no sense but im just pretty tired. and just so you know, bb is ivan. supposed to mean like baobei or baby but one is taken so he is just bb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i heard i got 16 for econs mcq. saddening stuff. i thought i put in effort to do it. but shit happens. everyday. like yesterday which was vinegary stuff. and i guess i just have to study hard now and not repeat the same mistakes. and ms lee said i deproved tremendously for maths so its another fall from grace. well i was never up there but yes its still a small fall which feels like ouch. all right, time to move along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hello you! jealousy i felt, but i guess it all means good (: and you had to make me wait for so long. AND YOU DID IT TWICE. well it was comforting to hear from you and it put me to sleep pretty quickly. 5683 968&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115926861168326944?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115926861168326944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115926861168326944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115926861168326944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115926861168326944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-just-want-you-to-know.html' title='i just want you to know...'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115919887064215990</id><published>2006-09-25T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T08:41:10.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hail hady barcadi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115919887064215990?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115919887064215990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115919887064215990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115919887064215990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115919887064215990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/hail-hady-barcadi.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115916868282741349</id><published>2006-09-25T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T00:18:02.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>need i say more?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115916868282741349?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115916868282741349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115916868282741349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115916868282741349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115916868282741349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/need-i-say-more.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115908552373350440</id><published>2006-09-24T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T01:13:45.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your love is shrewd</title><content type='html'>ivan's out with his mama and there goes my social dot. there goes our proposed alco-pop day. trying to scan for suitable candidate to widen the mc-ivan social dot to maybe a social polkadot and hopefully we'd be big enough to form a social circle in the not so distant future. somehow or another, everyone just keep getting eliminated. maybe i am stuck onto this nutsack-lookalike-freak-show for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are the times when i wonder if i really need so many friends. but then again i think i like being alone. i hate the times when i meet random people on the bus and you know i have to start entertaining them all the way home. i would love to just sit down quietly and listen to my mp3. worse still, i hate saying hi to people outside. especially if i meet the person TWICE or maybe more. god i think im weird. right some nutjob just came online with his nick '39 dAys 2 a LeBeLs'. thank you for reminding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right im going to sleep and drown my sorrows with jack and jill (the potato chip).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115908552373350440?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115908552373350440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115908552373350440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115908552373350440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115908552373350440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/your-love-is-shrewd.html' title='your love is shrewd'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115902128712300621</id><published>2006-09-23T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T07:21:27.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was just looking at my tagboard and i realised that people that tag me are really random people. we have a loyal fan, occasional passerbys with random and meaningless nicks, fling, flirt, nattypoo and ivan who is here to stay. okay i was just saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you're only the best i ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a hit and run. had to rush down for soccer just so that ivan will be a happy man. in the end we played only three games which we won all of it until the rain (not the korean hunk) had to come and spoil our day. school is starting on monday and the oh so loathesome routine is coming back. i've been having so much fun this couple of days either alone or with ivan until i dont want to go back to school. i just want to lie here with ivan and forget the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115902128712300621?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115902128712300621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115902128712300621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115902128712300621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115902128712300621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-was-just-looking-at-my-tagboard-and.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115882313168784611</id><published>2006-09-21T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T00:34:28.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ivan says i look like bumfumz. i am so honoured to be linked with a celebrity. online celebrity that is. maybe its the chin. hohoho. bumfumz, my sister. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right. this is a random picture ripped via satellite directly from alvina's blog. pretty cute and pretty sweet but too bad it means NOTHING so dont be cocky and arrogant to whoever it might concern (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;maybe there is. you never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and on to another random topic. i think internet people are really scary. you just never know which freak is hiding behind the com with mulitple changing ip address flooding your blog. people on internet are just so fake. okay i think i will get bombarded soon. i was raped. a transvestite caressed my nutsack, pinched my cheeks, touched my ass and grabbed my arm. violent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115882313168784611?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115882313168784611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115882313168784611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115882313168784611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115882313168784611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/ivan-says-i-look-like-bumfumz.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115866035729414152</id><published>2006-09-19T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T03:05:57.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holycrikes nutjob slimy snakes! tomorrow is wednesday and i say plays pretty for my baby! i can finally take a break for the time being and keep away my mahjong table which has been occupying most of the space in my already small room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come tomorrow mister mature eighteen wong will make his debut at zouk or mambo or whatever the event is. and as you all already know, my nickname is grinder wong and yes you bet i will unleash the animal manimal in me! they say when you are eighteen you suddenly know how to do stuff. HOHOHO excited i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ivan is such a harsh man. he has this thing to just hang up the phone before you even finish what you want to say. i hope all you pretty hot and sexy girls out there will take not of this fact and think twice before making a judgement about ivan. he is ugly and his attitude stinks. dont consider him at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115866035729414152?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115866035729414152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115866035729414152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115866035729414152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115866035729414152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/holycrikes-nutjob-slimy-snakes.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115848341308154528</id><published>2006-09-17T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T01:56:53.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not perfect; i'm not you.</title><content type='html'>so much has been said about exams being over in three fucking days but hoho for me it ends tomorrow. yes like officially. guess what? i'm going to town ALONE and hopefully buy some stuff ALONE. yup ivan's probably going to mug his pulse out for chemistry which leave me with no one else but myself. i hope i am not too slow to realise that ivan is the only friend that i ever will hang out with. others are like friends but i dont know. i guess because i am in a class filled with girls and it is impossible for us guys to just blend in with them and watch them shop. nevermind, i've always been a solitary fighter ever since (okay lets see when is the last time i was romantically link with someone)... -thinking... okay i cant remember any. even if there is, its still the love-hate thing like i onced said in my last entry not so long ago. alright. internet sucks. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you make my headspin, why? why? why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115848341308154528?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115848341308154528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115848341308154528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115848341308154528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115848341308154528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-not-perfect-im-not-you.html' title='i&apos;m not perfect; i&apos;m not you.'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115833357842528024</id><published>2006-09-15T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T08:41:13.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>try cry why try.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;I HAD A BAD DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the papers make me ponder,&lt;br /&gt;am i sinking right under.&lt;br /&gt;at home i need to deal with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;taking a long nap, i would rather.&lt;br /&gt;why is life such a meander?&lt;br /&gt;okay i cant think of anything to end this shit. but i guess that sums it up my freaky friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i saw you &lt;em&gt;try&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;//edit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just had to put this up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-as soon as you get online -whosname do youlook at first&lt;br /&gt;2-when you hear your phone ringing - who do youhope it is calling&lt;br /&gt;3-when a love song comes on the radio - whosfacecomes to your mind&lt;br /&gt;4-whos name makes your heart skip a beat everytime you hear it&lt;br /&gt;5-who is it that you always find yourself thinkingabout - wondering if they're thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;6-the whole time you were reading this bulletin,there was only one person on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repost this as "6 signs you're falling forsomeone" within the next five mintues and the one who you answered to those questions will realize how much they mean to you tonight at 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="submitbutton" href="http://www.friendster.com/bulletinboard.php"&gt;Back&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. im sure she'd realized it even more if i put it up here. okay i think my blasphemy is causing my eternal singlehood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115833357842528024?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115833357842528024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115833357842528024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115833357842528024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115833357842528024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/try-cry-why-try.html' title='try cry why try.'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115822900129317564</id><published>2006-09-14T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T03:16:41.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just so you know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/dba5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="208" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/dba5.jpg" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hAmSem bOizX88 fEr fWee. tkE it Or liB it. tis isH lyk sHo nEaR yEt sHo fAr. mUggIn oUr AsS oFf FeR Da BiG o'S n NoW we PreParE 4 dA bIgGeR&lt;br /&gt;A'S liAo. GanZ sCarEd WoRzX. pU bOrxz gAox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/SP_A0618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="136" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/SP_A0618.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/dba5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and fast forward to the present. its 10 years already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;10years of his everyday gibberish which becomes oh so &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;predictable now. he is happy with his &lt;em&gt;cyber&lt;/em&gt; girlfriend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and his constant secret mugging and it sure feels sweet that we are now all grown up. actually we still do such things so its not much of a difference. just want to say that vanity fair is mua bestest palzx88 although i have only one pal but i guess this one sure is one fierce nutjob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sorry for the senseless entry because i've got no dollar haha hoho hehe hawhaw. dots.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115822900129317564?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115822900129317564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115822900129317564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115822900129317564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115822900129317564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-so-you-know.html' title='just so you know.'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115806378892705826</id><published>2006-09-12T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T23:40:05.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that's me in a spot</title><content type='html'>nutjob for ivan. holy crikes. i heard its a NINE IS TO ONE THING. freaking snakes. 9:1 is like man u versus balestier khalsa or something. why am i always involve in a love-hate ermm thing. okay its not hate, more like love-lovealittlebit thing. dang i am always on the losing side. who want to be my first love-love relationship partner? okay second to ivan. i need to find some pride and unleash &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the animal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in me. bahh i think i am going to steal ivans' girlfriend now! bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my life i've been trying to find someone to replace me in ivans heart. tough as it may seems, i think i finally did it. speaking about dress sense she has it. straight teeth? yes yes. a tanning partner, oh you bet! cool music choices? similar to me means cool. nice pretty hair, aww ala emo. someone vintage? GOD YES! vintage; gold + pumps. yes! SO NOW WHAT AM I TO DO TO GET HIM GOING? SHOULD I DO THE IMPOSSIBLE AND DROP HER A FRIENDSTER MSG?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i think i thought i saw you try&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hello. this is a secret note to you. yes, the one of the MANY girls i talk to at night. right dont act like you dont know who you are. so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; i am feeling really bored and i think i am quite distracted by you not replying me. but that is only because i ask you not to so its like conflicts to objective. i've got some sweet sugarfilled stuff to tell you but i guess i'd leave it to our weekly sensitive talks (: no more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115806378892705826?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115806378892705826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115806378892705826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115806378892705826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115806378892705826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/thats-me-in-spot.html' title='that&apos;s me in a spot'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115781334830459817</id><published>2006-09-09T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T02:20:25.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>elated eighteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mc-nanimous wishes mcron a very happy birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall try ivans' style of blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear diary,&lt;br /&gt;i am finally eighteen. holy snakes. how time flies. from the time i won the race from my dads ahem to my moms ahem and then on the kindergarden, primary school, secondary school and finally in a junior college. i am old enough to drink, watch porn, engage violence and watch porn. i thank all my friends who actually remember today. the usuals namely kimberly, alvina, liying, terence and yansheng. thank you for the hooters outing which was really amusing. not forgetting my lovely t12 classmates who remembered too! erica teo was surprisingly early although my beloved ivan was first but not counted because he stayed over and wished me at 11.30 so no count no count. alycia shuhui dorothy wanting alyson libing natthefatcatthebrat zhang mei jean! there are the carries and the clarissas and the dailins and the isabels and the yuhans who are all so sweet to remember too! (dont blame me for leaving you out because once again i dont prepare my entries) okay actually they should, no excuse. today was time well spent with darling ivan. let me share with you guys something. you dont know a shitload of best friends because you'd probably end up having favourtism. you just need one, one who is equivalent to a brother from another mother or a sister from another mister. yes you get it. THANK YOU IVAN FOR TODAY (: and wow there is a paper in a little less than two days. wow. oh wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i forgot to thank natthebatthefatcatthebrat for her sweet little entry. not forgetting my fellow shelf-mate yellow wanting for her equally sweet entry. thank you guys and god bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115781334830459817?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115781334830459817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115781334830459817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115781334830459817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115781334830459817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/elated-eighteen.html' title='elated eighteen'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115760866245584042</id><published>2006-09-06T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T22:59:39.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>music box</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/DSC03846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px" height="262" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/DSC03846.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you just love it when my NOOOO! antics always get caught on camera. its a split second thing but kudos to the cam whores who never fail to miss something this special. erm okay. so right i am now doing my first entry in a wholesomely new location. there are so many japanese people around not forgetting one really hot caucasian. woofoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday when i was playing pool, this hot jap mom aka milf talked to me! i was like harddD gayyy woooo! say say say! okay no but she asked if my brother and i were twins. and i said no no, two years. shit la now i like her. haha. but the funny thing is that her daughter is really pretty too! so now i dont know if i should like the mom or the daughter. talking about life ivan has a blog now and i say he sure loves to talk about life. what a philosophical person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'd be missing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115760866245584042?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115760866245584042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115760866245584042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115760866245584042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115760866245584042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/music-box.html' title='music box'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115736242013081552</id><published>2006-09-04T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T21:57:49.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sooner or later</title><content type='html'>niawell this should be my last entry before i go into a hide out. yes i am moving house. new house new room with new view. dang can i see the swimming pool and how sweet i say. everything's in a mess and i cant find my geog notes now. pfffft hmmmpz zomg. i realised some people take my entries too seriously. like i always say, mcron's entries are gibberish. i dont do an essay outline before updating my blog you see. its just very impromtuzz kind of thing. so chill. mcron is always a happy goo goo ball and most importantly he'd like to give all his fans out there a giant huggies diapers hug. *do the happy dance*. okay private joke with who else but ivan. bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(: &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;two days hiatus. hang on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;for ivan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later&lt;br /&gt;We'll be lookin' back on everything&lt;br /&gt;And we'll laugh about it like we knew what all was happening&lt;br /&gt;And someday you might listen to what people have to say&lt;br /&gt;Now you learn the hard way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there can only be one dino and one ben, nobody cares about jonathan and his love for kelly osbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ivan you sure loves kelly osbourne do you. but i really love you a lot vans. i want to be your foreskin forever and ever and ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115736242013081552?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115736242013081552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115736242013081552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115736242013081552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115736242013081552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/sooner-or-later.html' title='sooner or later'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115729161524630664</id><published>2006-09-03T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T06:53:35.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes things are weird. one day its good the next day its all cold and then it comes back the following day. its just very confusing and VERY DISTRACTING. bahhh. wrong time wrong time. what happened to the mcron priority wong. i think im losing it. like alvina, its just very on&amp;offish. &lt;em&gt;i think im keeping my mouth shut for too long and i should have told you from the start.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah next is about a friend. a really naive one that thinks too much. isnt even a concrete thing and he is there flaunting. i dont want to be bad but i dont want to be too good either. so im just not saying anything. you probably wont know its you since im such a back-front-side stabber. ohwell, go ahead and make a fool out of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i hope you'd understand how feel. i've learnt a lot since my last failed attempt in love and i am trying my very best to make this happen. but you are just so caught up with everything else except me and its only at times when we are alone that something actually happens. im missing you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115729161524630664?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115729161524630664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115729161524630664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115729161524630664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115729161524630664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/sometimes-things-are-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115721697153351203</id><published>2006-09-02T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T10:09:31.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i am going to talk about my counter strike past. some of you might know that i am actually a pretty good cs player. okay actually only ivan. yes today we're going to do some reminicsing. started off during sec1 playing online (without cheats) and joined the clan EZR with some really good players in it. my master, PAK TAO spent nights teaching me the way to the trade and hell did i learn fast. from EZR, eric, reality and me decide to form our own clan. and only because we were up there already. rT/ BoA was my nick. and then it was disbanded and eric and i again formed our own clan [EoN]. dang was i good. we like totally rule sgwargames damn it. i was once ranked second okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but also because of cs, i nearly got retain in sec 2 so i guess it was wise for me to quit. still there are memories which will last forever. darn i love my cs days. kudos to [EoN] BoA ((: worz, brbz, afkz are the many cool words i once used. i mean i still do when talking to ivan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115721697153351203?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115721697153351203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115721697153351203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115721697153351203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115721697153351203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-i-am-going-to-talk-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115704175388641121</id><published>2006-08-31T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T09:29:13.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a fun day. did gp which i really cannot remember anything about it and come home to 'study'. ended up talking to clarissa and kim online. and then its off to town for my early birthday celebration. played pool with kim the pool princess together with alvina, terence and yansheng. and then we had fun playing what i was best in secondary school. yes counter strike. the thing that nearly got me retained. easy peasy. once my frag was like 33 to 0. and i ended with 103 to 30 kills. and its because i killed my own team mates for fun (: dang im still good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh yes then we went to hooters for dinner. quite fun. sexy girls. actually they are not so sexy, their thighs were like woah. in a bad way. yes and play hula hoops with them before getting some sexy pictures taken. oh and liying joined us after the lan gaming. thats about it. many thanks to alvina, kim , liying , terence and yansheng. a wonderful day indeed. thank you and study hard. MUAHHHHS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115704175388641121?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115704175388641121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115704175388641121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115704175388641121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115704175388641121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-was-fun-day.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115668415723512874</id><published>2006-08-27T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T06:09:17.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/d475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/d475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not so long ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115668415723512874?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115668415723512874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115668415723512874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115668415723512874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115668415723512874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/08/not-so-long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115661355847142341</id><published>2006-08-26T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T10:32:38.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHSHITOHSHIT SHE IS GOING TO SEE MY BLOG IN A FEW DAYS TIME. dont ask me how i know. i just know. and i hope i remove the last entry fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad she is attached. eye candy eaten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115661355847142341?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115661355847142341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115661355847142341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115661355847142341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115661355847142341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/08/ohshitohshit-she-is-going-to-see-my.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115659595724901554</id><published>2006-08-26T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T05:39:17.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh okay im alittle slow here but i am going to talk about our singapore idol escapades. okay actually its just mcron and his little encounter with melanie. she looked at me 4 times okay. first when we walked past her and she spotted me! yes thats once. then when we enter the gate she looked at me AGAIN! next was at the queue (just a mild look) and lastly when she spotted me at the seats. yes she looked at me okay! 4 times. happy happy. and its not like the normal kind of look, its the look and show the shy emoticon face you know! now you know why i like singapore idol so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY WAIT so there are two possibilities. one is she find me ahem and thats why she is looking at me. but then again she likes jonathan leong and he gave her his shades omg. why would she look at me. well the other possibility is that she noticed i was looking at her thats why she is looking back. sounds true right, if not how would i know she is looking at me. hahahaha nevertheless it felt good hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not for melanie. as girls always say, we like our eye candies. but we wont go for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                       you hit me and ran away with my soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                               i think this time it is going to end on a sweet note.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                                    i think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115659595724901554?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115659595724901554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115659595724901554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115659595724901554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115659595724901554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/08/ahh-okay-im-alittle-slow-here-but-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115650377912389064</id><published>2006-08-25T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T08:58:53.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i guess i am really hated by some. i was being prank-called thrice while i was taking my afternoon nap. and the funny thing is i know who did it. &lt;em&gt;flying&lt;/em&gt; childish you.  /&lt;em&gt;edit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i realised there are nice and innocent readers too so i am going to use clean language (: &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;only chubby chubs is keeping me happy. yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115650377912389064?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115650377912389064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115650377912389064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115650377912389064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115650377912389064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-i-guess-i-am-really-hated-by-some.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115622896060153346</id><published>2006-08-21T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T02:54:57.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/2003_01011t140020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/2003_01011t140020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so lets see what is there to write about. did i do a good deed recently? no. seen anyone obnoxious? no. love life? no. win 4d? no. argh. nothing much is happening nowadays. its just the daily routine. go to school and slack. throw some frisbee drink some gatorade and then by 3 im already at home whilst everyone is staying in school for the ever so cool night study. my oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right to save this god forsaken blog, i shall entertain my fans with a few of my OLD SCHOOL=vintage picture. i shant go all out to humiliate myself, so just one picture, dont complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait i suddenly think of something interesting. so kim was asking me, which part of a woman do guys look at most for an ideal girlfriend. the choices were her hair (dots?), her legs (how to see?!), her boobs (damn blunt la) and her ass. okay so between her legs, hair, ass and boobs, i had to make a decision. imagine a girl with perfect hair with perfect boobs and nice ass (which i dont know how it looks like) and she is BALD then how? if the girl has nice silky hair with nice legs with nice ass but she has only ONE boob then how? if the girl has nice boobs with nice hair with nice ass but born with mega hairy legs then how? what if the girl has nice hair, nice boobs, nice legs but she has only one butt cheek then how? omg this is like permutation and combination. SO CRAP HOW CAN I CHOOSE? everything is important to a certain extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO PRIZE FOR GUESSING WHAT I EVENTUALLY CHOSE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115622896060153346?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115622896060153346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115622896060153346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115622896060153346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115622896060153346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/08/okay-so-lets-see-what-is-there-to.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115600770029132976</id><published>2006-08-19T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T10:18:08.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/prd_maxzoom_158292-100.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="294" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/prd_maxzoom_158292-100.0.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man u's new away kit. so cool so vintage. anyhow, i saw an old man reading the newspapers today on the mrt. the way he licks his thumb before flipping to the next page somehow makes me go like eeeewl. you know how black your fingers get when you read the newspapers and worse still, its a freaking today. today is like printed on wet paint or something. oo and sala debuted at simpang bedok today. played soccer with the usuals and i actually thought we were quite good . we beat roughey bluey and then cocky team singapore. not bad at all. okay my eyes are getting soggy, im going to turn in. good night you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh on a less serious note (not that anything above was really serious but this is just serious to a smaller extent) i am quite tempted to write something which is really nothing but it is quite important. you know this site is no longer the ulu site it used to be. almost developed into a hub already with so many visitors okay okay im trying to make myself feel better about how secluded this is. but the bottom line is that there are some things which i want to tell you but definitely not personally. and i cant write it here although this is like MY FREAKING DIARY. making invisible secret note here is so last summer since everyone highlights my entry due to some not so secret past entry. arghh just hope you get my telepathy. hmmmmp! haha yes new term i've learned. supposed to go like hmmmmm bzzzzzz like a cute pixie or something. hoho there is kekez there is hmmmpz there is pfffffftz there is zomgzz there is &lt;3 there is wakakaka! damn i feel cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115600770029132976?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115600770029132976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115600770029132976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115600770029132976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115600770029132976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/08/man-us-new-away-kit.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115571723225692517</id><published>2006-08-16T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T07:41:47.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she laughs at my dreams but i dream about her laughter</title><content type='html'>i was just looking at the options in my blog page and i found the link to my past entries. and because of a series of unfortunate events that happened in class today, i decided to look at some of my all time favourites. and i realised i was very very emo during the start of august last year. to the extent that i think i was possessed. serious stuff. i never thought i'd write all those stuff. and when i looked back on it, i see a really sad man. thank god kakuna has shed its skin to become a butterfree. wait i think its a weedle. ack. good think i am smart enough to remove the links from my blog. so if anyone wants to read them, IF ANY, ask me for my password to access my blog. i'd probably ask you to bang you head against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it was hell of addictive. no wonder so many loyal supporters came back for more. as you can see ivan never fails to lend me his full support. so is nat, wanting, libing and maybe some jacks and janes. others are BACKSTABBERS. yes if you read my blog and dont leave a tag, you are a backstabber as stated in mcron 101 which is always gibberish so you can continue to do that. right so i spent an hour or so reading some 35 entries which was about mcron being all emo about some girl. eew, high school stuff. but somehow it puts a smile on my face. not really in the happy sense but glad that i had memories of liking a beautiful person internally and externally. the relationship might not have gone far but it is still treasured and you have my fullest blessings. the bottom line is that i was quite sentimental which shows that i am an EMO kid, yayyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay despite having some unanswered questions , sometimes its good not to know the truth right? the truth hurts and that is why i am living a life full of lies that is being instilled into my mind by fortune teller soh. AGAIN. and guess what, afew days ago was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MC-NANIMOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 2 year anniversary! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MC-NANIMOUS!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to many more entries to come!! and hopefully i'd be happy kid everyday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and now im off to caldecott hill to pursue my superstar dream. to all you great internet users cum mc-nanimous supporters, have a good day and dont forget to wish your beloved &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MC-NANIMOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A VERY BIG AND BLASTING ELATED BIRTHDAY! two years of memories, mcron OUT! okay wait that sounds very poser to seacrest. mcron logging off....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115571723225692517?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115571723225692517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115571723225692517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115571723225692517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115571723225692517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/08/she-laughs-at-my-dreams-but-i-dream.html' title='she laughs at my dreams but i dream about her laughter'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115555793911299383</id><published>2006-08-14T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T05:21:56.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i just destroyed my sophomore year pretty badly. i eradicated economics and good-gamed geography. im reaching a point in life where im just sick of everything. right i know ivan hates people who doesnt give a shit about life but okay wait, mcron never talks about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started this year thinking that it would be a fantastic year. you know i thought i'd go to school and eat and go to school and do test and eat and go to school and talk to friends and eat and go to school talk to girlfriend and eat go to school talk to boyfriendzzz and eat and do A levels get A B C come home and talk to girlfriend and talk to ivan through &lt;3 to &lt;3 talks (oo im getting good at these) and pfft. but it is just so different when you are actually living it. sometimes you just hope you can die peacefully without any pain, but truth is when you die the car will bang you and you will hurt so much that you hope it never did happen. overheard some random people talking randomly about graduation night. and it makes me happy because i know i am going to thrash my virginity that night. yes i am going to dance with a girl. i think i am. fortune teller soh says so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;please do not highlight my entry. there is no secret message for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ahh yes yes yes i like your boobs. ahh yes yes yes you think you so pretty. ahh yes yes yes you so special. ahh yes yes yes im unwanted. ahh yes yes yes fuck you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115555793911299383?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115555793911299383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115555793911299383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115555793911299383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115555793911299383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-think-i-just-destroyed-my-sophomore.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115530929694794449</id><published>2006-08-11T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T08:14:56.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It wasn't so much about being sad but more of the pride factor. Maybe its spoilt, maybe it was an ultra bad reception day or maybe there's a water-polo-farewell-camp (when prelims is just round the corner). Ah whatever the case it proved something today. Though hard to swallow but that's how evil reality is. Maybe you were turn off by ignorance and went for SIMPLICITY (only ivan gets it). Thank God McRon is not a dweller. Nomadic by nature, it won't be long before he moves on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was hell of a serious entry. it almost felt like i was writing a resignation letter. anyways went to town and then to city hall with ivan. and superbowl failed us. dang the tournament. we had no bowling to bowl us our soup. so our long awaited bowling competition will have to be put on hold and the kingpin is yet to be decided. hurhur. and i realised i have two days to finish up geography and economics. and smart me havent even started on anything. oh and i really dont know if math was easy or difficult. everyone was telling me how easy to paper was but i cannot remember it being like extremely easy but the do-able kinda easy. there were still baffling questions which could blow your mind but people are talking as if an A is imminent. AND then you have friends who are always there to counter you. if you say the paper's easy, they say you are one cocky bastard. if you say the paper's difficult, they say you are one fucking liar. and if you say it is OKAY, they say fuck you, in the end get so high. so i say you eat the paper and everything will be just fine (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115530929694794449?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115530929694794449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115530929694794449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115530929694794449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115530929694794449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/08/it-wasnt-so-much-about-being-sad-but.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115512934731650064</id><published>2006-08-09T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T06:26:37.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/412603336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 105px; height: 70px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/412603336.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;Y &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;G&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;so i missed part of the ndp because of soccer. but i managed to see kaira gong sing 'my island home'. it is like the nicest ndp theme ever ever ever! she is not only petite and pretty, she has a voice of an angel. god i think i am in love. AGAIN. and i just remember im still sick but talking about kaira makes me go WAKAKAKAKA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/kaira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 229px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/kaira.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pretty right. awesome fo sheazy. anyone that look like this can call me anytime okay. im desperate for a woman as ivan claims. and i have a fetish for cheena girls. how &lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;now brown cow? study maths la. okay bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY ISLAND HOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my home&lt;br /&gt;She's everything to me&lt;br /&gt;Grace and beauty&lt;br /&gt;                                                  in all that you see&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;br /&gt;                                                 My island home&lt;br /&gt;                                                 Wherever I may be&lt;br /&gt;                                                 I never will forget her&lt;br /&gt;                                                 Nor will she forget me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               And I will sing&lt;br /&gt;                                               A song of home&lt;br /&gt;                                               A land of peace&lt;br /&gt;                                               Where dreams are born everyday&lt;br /&gt;                                               My home&lt;br /&gt;                                               Wherever I may be&lt;br /&gt;                                                I believe&lt;br /&gt;                                                You will always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115512934731650064?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115512934731650064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115512934731650064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115512934731650064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115512934731650064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-singapore-so-i-missed.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115504931839855830</id><published>2006-08-08T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T08:11:26.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its amazing how things change. one moment i was still in town eating RIBERY steak with my classmate and in the space of a few hours i am now sick. not the usual mcron sick but the eeewwarghhhh kinda sick. bahh you darn know me feel real bad. mocks this friday. how am i going to cope. sexed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girl singing the ndp theme this year is pretty. kaira gong. never knew she was singaporean. and she happens to be GONG SHI JIA! yes, singer of zai yi ci yong you which yvonne sang during the 'spectaculars' of campus superstar. no i am not going back to my cheenarism. she pronounce beauty as BEAUDEE la. so cool right. wakakakakaka (how cool people show that they are crazily happy) !!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115504931839855830?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115504931839855830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115504931839855830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115504931839855830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115504931839855830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-amazing-how-things-change.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115486266867103115</id><published>2006-08-06T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T04:11:59.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;em&gt;CARRIE&lt;/em&gt; AND ISLAND &lt;em&gt;KIMMERY! &lt;/em&gt;carrie's birthday outing turn out to be nothing more than a disaster. ivan and i were left stranded with strangers for dinner. okay we're not really strangers but the hi-bye friends you get what i mean. it felt like asphyxiation for me since i could not really blend into their topics and i had to be really really quiet and smile whenever they look at me. you know the frequency thing. almost felt like joining tables with the few ABC's eating beside us ((: but tokyo drift was really neat. not that i know anything about cars but sexy jap girls with really shiny cars means its a good show. it must be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeraldines mom was quite a beeyatch. didnt really let us talk to her despite us coming all the way down to send her off. a nice little warm hug was the only thing i could remember. didnt even have the time to be sad. it was real sweet getting to know NATTY POOS parents. her dad is one big funnyman and her mom is such a good listener. love them as much as natty poo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im in quite a dilemma now. the situation is this. you left your really really really really expensive underwear outside your class and everyone is surrounding it. its either you go out and take it back and it will be yours once and for all (and face major embarrassment)OR you just feign ignorance and go on with life and maybe someone else would pick it up since its REALLY EXPENSIVE REMEMBER? (and you lose it forever). so if you guys were me, would you pick the underwear up or are you willing to lose it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ON DONT BE SHY, TAG ME YOUR ANSWERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115486266867103115?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115486266867103115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115486266867103115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115486266867103115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115486266867103115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-carrie-and-island.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115461257449211099</id><published>2006-08-03T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T06:45:12.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watching singapore idol live at the studio was indeed a great experience. terence had his eyes feasted on the ermm.... g i  r  l s. haha. and if there's a chance for a 10 seconds of fame, kim certainly wouldnt turn that down. nevermind that she pulled me in, the freaking director was screaming his lungs out just to get us into position since we are going live in five. ahwell, maybe i can get spotted to play phua chu kang in his teenage years because of my hair. and i so do not need a wig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my way home i saw someone wearing a jersey with the name printed as lala... i was like dots (with the jean yip models' screw up face)... scare me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115461257449211099?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115461257449211099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115461257449211099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115461257449211099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115461257449211099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/08/watching-singapore-idol-live-at-studio.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115442579648310153</id><published>2006-08-01T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T02:52:08.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/CIMG1056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="118" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/CIMG1056.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had to show you guys this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115442579648310153?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115442579648310153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115442579648310153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115442579648310153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115442579648310153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-just-had-to-show-you-guys-this.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115435603194599744</id><published>2006-07-31T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T07:27:12.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nobody wants to have short hair. so when you see some dude with short and fugly hair, never laugh at him! i say never because it is very hurting. when a man has to cut his hair, a man has to cut his hair. when a man has curly hair, he needs long hair. and when you see a man who has short and curly hair, walk up to him and console him. so the disgruntled man is here to tell you that you just waste 20 seconds of your life reading a rant which is written by a man and the only consolation would most probably be the accidental rhyme which he unintentionally wrote because he can rhyme and it aint no crime. amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115435603194599744?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115435603194599744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115435603194599744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115435603194599744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115435603194599744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/07/nobody-wants-to-have-short-hair_31.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115435513225702187</id><published>2006-07-31T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T07:12:15.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nobody wants to have short hair. so when you see some dude with short and fugly hair, never laugh at him! i say never because it is very hurting. when a man has to cut his hair, a man has to cut his hair. when a man has curly hair, he needs long hair. and when you see a man who has short and curly hair, walk up to him and console him. so the disgruntled man is here to tell you that you just waste 20 seconds of your life reading a rant which is written by a man and the only consolation would most probably be the accidental rhyme which he unintentionally wrote because he can rhyme and it aint no crime. amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115435513225702187?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115435513225702187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115435513225702187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115435513225702187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115435513225702187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/07/nobody-wants-to-have-short-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115410088921815503</id><published>2006-07-28T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T08:35:06.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm sorry</title><content type='html'>we were moving too fast and out of the comfort zone. our compromises would only lead to more pain and hatred. a small cut heals faster than a big wound. no im not going to turn all sappy over here, not that you are ever going to read this. but i guess all this has to come to a halt. i just cant bring myself to carry on any further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;while there's nothing left to say, what can you do, im heavily broken (though we're running away) and there's nothing i can do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115410088921815503?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115410088921815503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115410088921815503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115410088921815503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115410088921815503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-sorry.html' title='i&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115405377651564137</id><published>2006-07-27T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T06:16:13.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the most spirited player becomes the most friendliest to the most enthusiastic and lastly to the most funniest player award. oh man how innovative can people get. today, went up to receive our medals. then brother paul put my spirited cap on for me and told me that it fits the bush on my head. and now the bush is gone and i am one geeky faggot maggot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone told me such bitch was heard saying 'wahh so easy i oso can win.' refering to the frisbee competition. somehow it pisses me off because of the effort that we all put in. you know if you are so damn good then you would have been seen during the inter class frisbee tournament. goodness sake you cant even throw the frisbee and you are down there thrash talking. i guess a million morning runs wont help your obesity. so screw off you dung.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115405377651564137?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115405377651564137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115405377651564137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115405377651564137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115405377651564137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/07/most-spirited-player-becomes-most.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115381323069815642</id><published>2006-07-25T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T00:40:30.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>iligi amlamgam boredloredgored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115381323069815642?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115381323069815642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115381323069815642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115381323069815642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115381323069815642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/07/iligi-amlamgam-boredloredgored.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115362384356465447</id><published>2006-07-22T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T20:04:03.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes, we did it. cjc team b are champions of the inter jc frisbee competition. despite meeting some problems two days before the competition (notably the nat and iggy saga). but i guess we put that behind and did a pretty wonderful job. it wasnt nice being the make-shift captain. it was always nat doing the messaging. and then the briefing. and now i had to do all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides every pre-match briefing, i had to deal with the substitution problems. i mean everyone is human and everyone needs to get sub out. but somehow the subs are bound to be unhappy.i have to sub myself out a couple of times so as to be fair although i'd really like to play longer. but i guess its all fine now and i hope everyone is happy since they all played their part in our quest to become the champion. haoming was awesome in his catches. terence together with kenneth was rock solid at the back although junhong still edge terence out to become the mvp of the tournament.xingying won the top 7 players award and together with larissa, doris and libing they were like the powerhouses amongst the girls from other schools. youwei was superb with the last goal which beat the other finalist. gabriel was an oxygen tank running around doing his thang. on the whole im just glad that we won cause we havent let nat, iggy and ourselves down. thank you all and im just so very proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;scores for group stage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CJC TEAM B 7&lt;/strong&gt; - 1 RJC TEAM B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CJC TEAM B 3&lt;/strong&gt; - 1 SAJC TEAM A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CJC TEAM B 5&lt;/strong&gt; - 1 VJC TEAM B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;score for quarterfinals&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CJC TEAM B 7&lt;/strong&gt; - 0  SAJC TEAM B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;score for semifinals&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CJC TEAM B 3&lt;/strong&gt; - 1 RJC TEAM A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;score for finals&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CJC TEAM B 5&lt;/strong&gt; - 4 CJC TEAM A&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115362384356465447?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115362384356465447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115362384356465447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115362384356465447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115362384356465447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/07/yes-we-did-it.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115332094513088674</id><published>2006-07-19T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T08:00:57.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is a sad sad day. god's the brat and we are his toys. feels like we've been totally played out. so nat and iggy is out of the team. man, the soul is as good as gone. the time and effort put into training just went whoosh down the drain. iggy's dad is going to see brother yo yo paul tomorrow and im pretty sure its not going to help abit. he sure is one stubborn old man.seeing miss ng cry and nat too just made me so so sad. i felt really sappy at that moment, could have cried a barrel. but i guess life goes on. and then miss ho had to make a nuisance out of herself by screaming at us. hello dont mess with a sad man you shitfuck.so jeri is leaving tomorrow, not that sad though because she is coming back in august. sure will miss her bubbly presence for a little more than ten days, till then, better days ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115332094513088674?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115332094513088674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115332094513088674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115332094513088674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115332094513088674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-is-sad-sad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115313903494875935</id><published>2006-07-17T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T05:27:55.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/untitled.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/untitled.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no prize for guessing who this is. yes the ever loathesome mr pringles of cjc. friggin' made me walked 6 rounds on the track. how silly that looked. i swear i almost punch him in the face but i guess i had to be soft or i'd never get to go home. dude i merely missed 1 round of the friggin' useless warm up. ahh and he said i was wrong to criticise his pe lesson. i was representing all the poor souls doing pe man. bouncing a ball for pe lesson is not fun. playing someone elses shadow is definitely not amusing either. bad day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115313903494875935?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115313903494875935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115313903494875935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115313903494875935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115313903494875935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-prize-for-guessing-who-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115287472046580299</id><published>2006-07-14T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T03:58:40.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is a happy day. because the stock that i invested in NEOland which means the land of NEOPETS finally risen! hell was the wait long. it freaking plunged like 30% that day. now it im a rich stock broker. wait a minute, a stock broker doesnt play stocks right. hmm. crap. so i am more like a stocks buyer cum earner. ahh dang i couldnt care for less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a less exciting note which is still exciting since nothing is on top of neopets except for erm ivan maybe, yes JERALDINE LIM XI TING is back. she wants to stay at my house. like dot of course not. maybe she can sleep with my parents. our proposed movie outing today was also cancelled because she is grounded i believe. then she wants me to make a 4 hour ride to newtons just to eat stingray with her. god this girl is demanding. and because of that im suppose to give her a shot like not literally shoot her but the drink thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow is FRISBEE CLINIC. looking at the girls from other schools is not the main point but it is a point, but the most important thing is to scan for the talents of other schools. as the chinese saying zi ji zi bi bai zhan bai sheng hahahahahahahha which means understand your opponent and thrash his freaking ass. damn im good. all right back to oc marathon. summer is so so hot or HAWT as cool people claims. she is so cute and erm hot. a hey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115287472046580299?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115287472046580299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115287472046580299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115287472046580299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115287472046580299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-is-happy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115236440460624238</id><published>2006-07-08T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T06:14:03.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can someone please tell me how do you pronounce pffffffft. and what do you mean when you go wakakakaka. maybe you literally just pronounce it like peeefffffed. and my guess is that you use it when you want to whistle to someone. like pfffft wazzzzup?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent most of today doing my gp essay and stupid research on regional politics. and then i finished my geography homework. now i feel so free that i am setting up a neopets account. PFFFFFT my pet is a freaking limited edition Tonu, neat! i named it MCCHOLAS the Tonu. *thinking of laughing* &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/tonu_green_baby.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/tonu_green_baby.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115236440460624238?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115236440460624238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115236440460624238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115236440460624238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115236440460624238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/07/can-someone-please-tell-me-how-do-you.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115189902175490379</id><published>2006-07-02T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T21:14:56.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OSIM SINGAPORE TRIATHLON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/DSC00768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 165px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/DSC00768.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/DSC00763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 166px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/DSC00763.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the rainbow which brings back motherly memories and OUR STATION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yes. finally i completed my job of a water boy at loathesome east coast park. a freaking race crew i am, how cool is that, you tell me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the first day i was at the registration area distributing the shirts. boring fo sheazy. thank goodness someone came to pick me up and sent me to the water distribution point where i had a time of my life for the whole two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a distinct clique. a group of chinese speaking males schooling at YJ whom i hated at first but they turn out to be really funny and the best part is they get things done! then there was this group of jc girls one from SA and the other from RJ. one of them is pretty motherly as she does everything orderly and gives the best advice. if she continues like this i might just fall in love with her (quoted from dangyunhaji),hahaha just kidding and lastly was me and ever so cool ivan. we played frisbee and cards while waiting for the runners to come. when they finally did, it was up to us to distribute water to them. everyone was like WATER, H2O, ISOTONIC UP AHEAD! oh did i say it became one huge clique at the end of the day. nowhere near cj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing which amuses me was how singaporeans slang. you see we pronounce water as WO DE. but when the caucasian runners came we were all like WADER WADER HEDGETWOOOHHHH! upon reading the newspaper this morning, i saw quirk, pulham and beenie coming in like top 3 in the male and female category respectively. how proud it made me because i successfully pass them their water without dropping it. i think its because of me that they won. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end everyone was wet since we never was short of water. water distribution point, DUH!. everyone was burnt. and i have ugly tan lines now. i guess i have to wear long sleeves for the next couple of days. well this is weird but now i kinda miss everyone of them. the two days we spent together burning ourselves, getting wet and all was almost like a summer romance camp (quoted AGAIN from beauty and the geek) hahaha and just kidding again. ohwell till we meet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115189902175490379?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115189902175490379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115189902175490379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115189902175490379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115189902175490379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/07/osim-singapore-triathlon.html' title='OSIM SINGAPORE TRIATHLON'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115164433832815177</id><published>2006-06-29T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T22:14:32.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder if i made the right choice to stay in a jc. people are competitive and despicable. im starting to get sick with some people. and when i look back on my maris stella days, it doesnt seem all that bad after all. at least we talk about everything under the sun. no restrictions and we do things we like together. it feels like im torturing myself to like some peopleS. its good to know others share the same sentiments which just means that my judgement is correct. sickening people exist (notice without s) and i guess we have to live with it. a few more months and i'd be out of this rut and i thank god for my stint is coming to an end. unbearable i say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115164433832815177?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115164433832815177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115164433832815177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115164433832815177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115164433832815177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/06/sometimes-i-wonder-if-i-made-right.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115130995997669366</id><published>2006-06-26T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T01:23:27.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frivolous friendster</title><content type='html'>no please. not another senseless bulletin or testimonial spreading around. yesterday when i was friendster-stalking, i came across a chain testimonial. it goes something like this ' *smacks* you've been hit because you are hot. go around SMACKING  10 people's asses to let them know they are hot if not you will be condemn by erm THE THING and become ugly for life. like really disfiguring kind of ugly. yes you will be an ugly shit. so yay i hitted you so i am hot now and so are you.' okay i exaggerated quite abit but yes you get the trend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the ironic thing is that the people that got hitted was nowhere near hot. not even warm. no, you are not ugly simply because you did not get hit. and no even more that it doesnt mean that after you get hit you become hot. like pooof kind of thing. a testimonial aint a miracle worker for monkey balls sake. but its okay if you use this thing as a morale booster for some people who really dont have confidence in themselves. and i guess thats the only hopeful thing about this chain testimonial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smacks* myself 10 times. yay now i am hot. *smacks ivan* now he is hot. a phenomenon? hell yes. smacks you smacks me. cool sheazy, everyone's hot. screw the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115130995997669366?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115130995997669366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115130995997669366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115130995997669366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115130995997669366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/06/frivolous-friendster.html' title='frivolous friendster'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115098932060000351</id><published>2006-06-22T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T08:26:49.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;there is a little bit of beauty and geek in everyone of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kKXDa1p7MaU" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115098932060000351?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115098932060000351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115098932060000351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115098932060000351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115098932060000351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/06/there-is-little-bit-of-beauty-and-geek.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115097642479162983</id><published>2006-06-22T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T07:29:07.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOLER seeks solace.</title><content type='html'>I was sitting at my couch playing with my remote control and i came to the chinese mtv channel. There stood two pretty good looking mid twenties men singing. I couldn't make out what they were singing. Coming to the chorus of the song, the latter suddenly muttered, 'i want you, i need you.. blahblahblah baooo...' I was like damn this is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sometime I was like NO i know what they are singing. So i looked closely at their lips and try to decipher the lyrics which i finally did after digging out all my ear shit. Holy grail, they are singing in frickin' chinese. I swear its almost like spanish! I say they cannot speak chinese for nuts. They are worse than chinese people acting all dumb and stupid during chinese class, heh you know what i mean those assclowns. I don't know but i think soler is quite rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another senseless rant. good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115097642479162983?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115097642479162983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115097642479162983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115097642479162983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115097642479162983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/06/soler-seeks-solace.html' title='SOLER seeks solace.'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115065043916313408</id><published>2006-06-18T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T10:07:19.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;rebirth at  mos was nothing short of fun. we drank two pints of beer and headed to the dance floor. once again packed like nobody's business. the smell of sweat just kept your adrenaline pumped up erm okay that sounds sick. then we dance the nig.... argh okay! we didnt. no like i didnt because i was looking after the bags like a responsible guardian angel. head down to the dance floor a couple of times in my many failed attempts to blend with the crowd. and when everyone became a little more sober, i left the place with ivan. cab fare, 20.00$.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ALL RIGHT ALL RIGHT. i shan't go on any further. the truth is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I NEVER DID ATTEND THE PARTY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; yes i made all that up. god mcron your life is extremely predictable. i dont need to be there to actually know what will happen. why do i always go for parties even though i never once had fun. lousy bid to become cooler i guess. well maybe ivan is right. he always is (or so he claims). i need a girlfriend to tag along and maybe, just maybe i might enjoy myself&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED ALERT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: male 17 looking for partner (female) age between 15 to 25. interested parties please contact agent ivan at &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/ivanisdageek^ofdawall"&gt;www.friendster.com/ivanisdageek^ofdawall&lt;/a&gt;. girls looking for HAWT and CUTE dudes should visit &lt;a href="http://www.adultsfriendfinder.com"&gt;www.adultsfriendfinder.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;oh oh oh and one important notice. you know how girls go around telling people my ideal boyfriend must have a sense of humour blablabla. i think that is utter rubbish because erm erm erm nothing haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115065043916313408?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115065043916313408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115065043916313408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115065043916313408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115065043916313408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/06/rebirth-at-mos-was-nothing-short-of.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115039672390883167</id><published>2006-06-15T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T12:01:57.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rooney came back unscathed. sweet news. i tried to drown in my books all the time but i just kept floating. so i stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/img_4651.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" height="156" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/img_4651.0.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh there, my fiancee ,mindi &lt;em&gt;on the far left&lt;/em&gt; at the inaugural big red celebrity game event. pretty as ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115039672390883167?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115039672390883167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115039672390883167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115039672390883167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115039672390883167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/06/rooney-came-back-unscathed.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-115000095622871608</id><published>2006-06-10T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T21:42:36.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dxo was fun. not like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mega&lt;/span&gt; fun but mini fun. i wasn't the chief look-after-bags simply because there wasn't any bags to look after. and i retired from my protect-the-girls job. now i just do what people go to club for, to dance erm yes i danced or wait i bounced or maybe i vibrated. aiya i just sway to the music la. it was crowded as the market. everyone was sweating, but i likeee (dick lee's impersonation).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw many people. but there wasnt any cj people. i guess they are all studying hard at home. and if girls were food to my eyes then i say i have a satiating meal. yes seriously. but the girls are like vases on a erm vase shop. 'see no touch', ' once broken considered sold'. sometimes even the owner will come and beat you up. so the best policy of the night was to just hug yourself so that you wont touch anyone by accident and then vibrate on the ground to act like you are dancing. yay what a fun day away from the books (((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-115000095622871608?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/115000095622871608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=115000095622871608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115000095622871608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/115000095622871608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/06/dxo-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-114985330220543361</id><published>2006-06-09T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T05:04:22.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>michael black.&lt;br /&gt;francesc fibreglass.&lt;br /&gt;david semen.&lt;br /&gt;jens lameman.&lt;br /&gt;peter crouch (literally)&lt;br /&gt;dwight york.&lt;br /&gt;jan vennegor of hesselink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-114985330220543361?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/114985330220543361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=114985330220543361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114985330220543361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114985330220543361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/06/michael-black.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-114952887534509272</id><published>2006-06-05T10:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T08:24:49.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>significance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/47b6db30b3127cce98548a7b953500000017101AcsnDdm5ZMU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 260px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/47b6db30b3127cce98548a7b953500000017101AcsnDdm5ZMU.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes in life you become too big for something. or so you claim to be but in actual fact you are far from it. you are then deceived by your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;new found glory&lt;/span&gt; and hence creating mistakes which you'd regret for the rest of your life. you lost things that you have but never did treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my avid readers&lt;br /&gt;remember that&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; there is no someone who is not big enough for you. if they do come, treasure them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-114952887534509272?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/114952887534509272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=114952887534509272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114952887534509272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114952887534509272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/06/significance_114952887534509272.html' title='significance'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-114952879086697618</id><published>2006-06-05T10:13:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T05:15:20.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>significance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/47b6db30b3127cce98548a7b953500000017101AcsnDdm5ZMU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 260px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/47b6db30b3127cce98548a7b953500000017101AcsnDdm5ZMU.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes in life you become too big for something. or so you claim to be but in actual fact you are far from it. you are then deceived by your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;new found glory&lt;/span&gt; and hence creating mistakes which you'd regret for the rest of your life. you lost things that you have but never once treasured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my avid readers&lt;br /&gt;remember that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there is no someone who is not big enough for you. if they do come, treasure them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-114952879086697618?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/114952879086697618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=114952879086697618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114952879086697618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114952879086697618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/06/significance.html' title='significance'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-114952895327802940</id><published>2006-06-05T10:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T10:35:53.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>significance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/47b6db30b3127cce98548a7b953500000017101AcsnDdm5ZMU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 260px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/47b6db30b3127cce98548a7b953500000017101AcsnDdm5ZMU.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes in life you become too big for something. or so you claim to be but in actual fact you are far from it. you are then deceived by your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;new found glory&lt;/span&gt; and hence creating mistakes which you'd regret for the rest of your life. you lost things that you have but do not treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;sorry to broken leg, the DELICATE ONE, the not-so-english and last but not least miss brown cow. wah so many, i deserve to burn in hell. oh and its 06/06/06 today, hurray. it reads LARK LUCK LARK in teochew. what sweet &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;omen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my avid readers&lt;br /&gt;remember that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there is no someone who is not big enough for you. if they do come, treasure them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-114952895327802940?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/114952895327802940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=114952895327802940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114952895327802940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114952895327802940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/06/significance_114952895327802940.html' title='significance'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-114952881925532478</id><published>2006-06-05T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T10:33:39.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>significance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/47b6db30b3127cce98548a7b953500000017101AcsnDdm5ZMU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 260px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/47b6db30b3127cce98548a7b953500000017101AcsnDdm5ZMU.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes in life you become too big for something. or so you claim to be but in actual fact you are far from it. you are then deceived by your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;new found glory&lt;/span&gt; and hence creating mistakes which you'd regret for the rest of your life. you lost things that you have but do not treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;sorry to broken leg, the DELICATE ONE, the not-so-english and last but not least miss brown cow. wah so many, i deserve to burn in hell. oh and its 06/06/06 today, hurray. what sweet omen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my avid readers&lt;br /&gt;remember that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there is no someone who is not big enough for you. if they do come, treasure them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-114952881925532478?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/114952881925532478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=114952881925532478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114952881925532478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114952881925532478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/06/significance_05.html' title='significance'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-114917397136223064</id><published>2006-06-01T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T08:07:16.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/adam_brody_rachle_bilson_beach04_588062_1137192760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 289px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/adam_brody_rachle_bilson_beach04_588062_1137192760.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching benchwarmers and beauty and the geek gave me a pretty good morale boost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i did my best and i am bless&lt;br /&gt;                                 in life, with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-114917397136223064?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/114917397136223064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=114917397136223064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114917397136223064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114917397136223064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/06/watching-benchwarmers-and-beauty-and.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-114883116880538259</id><published>2006-05-28T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T08:49:55.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday at east coast park, i solved the biggest mystery of my life. i finally know what kind of girl i like. hoooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was at ecp eating when this family of four walked past me and settled for a table right in front of me. then i saw the prettiest girl of my life. okay i know i said it a million times already but it just keeps getting better (((: she was wearing a blue and white stripes spag accompanied with a fbt and an uber cool pair of birks! her hair is neatly tied up into a bun and then there was her fringe which she needed to constantly sling it onto her ear. she spoke to her mom in this cute english which got me really elated (((: she reminded me of ******* but of course with a much sharper and prettier face. i am smitten, you bet i am. hoooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we had to walk to the toilet together. it was a hell long walk. i swear it was coincidental. AND THEN we had to walk out of the toilet together. i swear that was coincidental too. AND THEN we had to walk almost side by side back to where we were sitting. my eyes nearly got electrocuted by the constant eye contact. awww now im feeling the blueeees... the feeling of forlornness more accurately, a sense of lost. sigh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i think i fell in love with the girl eating at east coast&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;hooooooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-114883116880538259?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/114883116880538259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=114883116880538259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114883116880538259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114883116880538259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/05/yesterday-at-east-coast-park-i-solved.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-114865710871093375</id><published>2006-05-26T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T08:27:08.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>youtube was amusing. no no it still is. watching simbian say 'my name is seembieeen. BASICALLY...' or seeing her dancing along the tune of numa numa or better still seeing her singing along her playing mp3 AND telling everyone she is braless. yes wtf. i cannot imagine. interested parties can go to youtube.com and search simbian. she will blow you down. oh yes she will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its weird. because in the shortest time possible, we became the world most familiar strangers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-114865710871093375?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/114865710871093375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=114865710871093375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114865710871093375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114865710871093375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/05/youtube-was-amusing.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-114813764698802079</id><published>2006-05-20T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T08:15:17.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realised my life revolves around ivan. we are soon becoming the next colinandkero (haha cliche and unfunny). i guess we live up to the expectations of the few irritating bitchass in tuition who dubbed us as gays. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this leads me to an interesting topic which is the few tagalog female whore-face indians (from india of course) in my tuition class. first of all, i am not racist. i have nothing against other races. but this group of shitfaces make me think twice about my stand. they speak with a certain slang which irks the shit out of me. and then they CANNOT stop talking about guys. ' OMG THAT GUY IS CUTE' 'OMG THAT GUY IS EURASIAN' 'OMG THAT GUY IS HAWWWT!' 'OMG OMG OMG'. well that probably sums up their entire conversation for the month. and yes sometimes you want to say omg can you just stfu before i fucking punch your screwed up face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its fine to talk about guys. i mean most girls do. but why the fucking hell must you say it so loud until the guy shitting in the toilet can hear your. some futile attempt to show off your love lives. it pains me to say omg again but i have to say this, yes omg you are all fucking ugly and that you only make yourselves look foolish and uglier by talking about cute guys. i guess your 'cute' guys are probably half as ugly as you. but that is bad enough already. and whats worse is that you speak in your annoying tagalog when you are bitching about people in the class. tagalog? dont know. but we know stupid hand signs you idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you have the cheek to come up to ivan and ask him if he is gay. be glad i didnt fucking stuff my middle finger in your mouth. but i guess one wouldnt be enough. so there are THREE of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE- mega big boobies who cannot stop omging. quit your slang. who the hell goes around asking people 'do i have a slang? everyone thinks that i have a slang.' yes you have a slang. you are a justified sarong party girl. hurray you rock. so ang-moh like. so cool. screw you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO-self proclaim oasis fanatic. this one sure thinks she is cool. first she look like a friggin man. but that is all right. nobody is perfect. but you really needn't blast your music everytime you listen to them. EVERYONE KNOWS YOU ARE LISTENING TO OASIS. YOU ARE SO COOL. SO ENGLISH. SO SLANG. your earphones are so small that they cover your entire ear. woo coolios ah you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRD- a dinosaur look alike. just that it is a pathetic and ugly looking one. you have only three shirts. your pink quiksilver one, your turquoise brandless shirt and your obs black shirt. nice combination for tuition yeah. BUT WHY THE HELL DO YOU PUT MAKE UP AND SPRAY SUCH SMELLY PERFUME HUH?!! and if you look like that with make up, im just glad i dont have to see you at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me who the hell comes to tuition to use the computer. and for the whole friggin 2 hours, you look at cute guys on FRIENDSTER. i really love your guy crazy antics. maybe you are just desperate, i dont know. but dont be surprise if i come next week with a sledgehammer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-114813764698802079?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/114813764698802079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=114813764698802079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114813764698802079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114813764698802079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-realised-my-life-revolves-around.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-114786145131613245</id><published>2006-05-17T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T03:24:44.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i heard a familiar message tone on the bus home. one which got me reminiscing. thinking back on the past which ended pretty vaguely. there wasn't a sweet ending nor was there a bitter ending. it was like a thread left hanging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one think is for sure. and that is the future. but then again, it wasn't the future that you promised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-114786145131613245?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/114786145131613245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=114786145131613245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114786145131613245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114786145131613245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-heard-familiar-message-tone-on-bus.html' title=''/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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-8583761.post-114751694351246779</id><published>2006-05-13T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T03:44:48.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE DAY AT ARAB STREET</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/DSC00386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="168" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/DSC00386.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one sunny afternoon after a fabulous day at school, three cjcians decided to dump their image of being moronic geeks and embarked on a long and tiring journey to the not so middle east arab street in a bid to become cooler. after walking under the blazing sun, we finally found the legendary ARAB STREET.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" height="159" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/DSC00384.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt; but arab street was no where near how cool people described. there wasnt emo kids, random bananas nor punkermaniacs. there was only nasi bryani and cloths. LOADS AND LOADS OF THEM. walking through a narrow pathway, it hitted me really hard. because being RANDOM OR EMO is not writing A word for an entire entry or maybe steal some lyrics at punklyrics.com and post it as your own creative entry. being a true emofied random oddball himself, ivan portrayed the essence of a random kid in impeccable fashion. NOW THAT IS RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/DSC00387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="238" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/DSC00387.jpg" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;HOHO THEN WE FINALLY FOUND THE COOL PLACE. and it wasnt any arab street or arabian street. it was freaking HAJI LANE. yes the pubs, sheeshas and everything cool incorporated in between two dilapidated buildings. just by walking along HAJI LANE we suddenly became very emo and very random. somehow the wind kept blowing against our face and we had to shrink our eyes and do a nicholas tse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/DSC00388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="129" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/DSC00388.jpg" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so having our emo-randomness filling to the brim, we decided to take emo pictures. '&lt;em&gt;i am who i am'&lt;/em&gt; some would quote. RANDOM? totally. EMO? absolutely. and as kim was boasting all about her sheesha smoking experience, we decided to go try it outselves. but we had to live up with the whoopeedoos slogan 'too tough to puff'. so being tough nuts, we all decided to walk out of HAJI LANE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/1600/DSC00392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="188" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4837/589/320/DSC00392.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so we looked at our clock, the whole walk took less than 5 mins. COOL PLACE INDEED. our random day ended and we walked out of HAJI LANE to flag for a cab. we had a cool and emo and random day indeed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;to summarize the whole entry in the most emo and random way we say AISEH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583761-114751694351246779?l=mc-nanimous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/feeds/114751694351246779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583761&amp;postID=114751694351246779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114751694351246779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583761/posts/default/114751694351246779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-nanimous.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-day-at-arab-street.html' title='ONE DAY AT ARAB STREET'/><author><name>McRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16946955149037511083</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>
